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  • Summary of off screen events: DMR recoverd from his wounds inflicted on Mu Gasto and saved Jess McKathy.  However, the extent of her injuries is yet to be seen.  

    Meanwhile, the rest of THDF has regrouped above Yoth.  Lets get a setting.

    Current objectives: reunite THDF

    The bridge of the GF lll was cold and dark.  The ship was running on a skeleton crew.  A large crack ran through the frontal window that only seemed to get larger with every piece of space rubble that collieded with it.  Beyond the cracked window was a graveyard.  The porous hulls of battleships, frigates, and carriers litered the once pristine airspace above Yoth.  The dilapidated hulls left their menacing shadows on the ice planet.

    Jess had arrived a few minutes ago.  She is in the bustling infirmary and Blue is doing her best to diagnose all her injuries.  DM-, I mean Tyler, is right there; ready to hear the news.

    Outside, in the void of desolation where civilization, decency, and humanity were nowhere to be found, a small glimmer appeared.  It could have been a shooting star or one of the numberous skeleton ships reentering atmosphere but Fox called for a scan.

    "Siren made, sir"

    Fox "Try to hail them."

    "Aye, Aye"

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    • Name: Ivan

      Species: Undead Living Skeleton

      weapons: energy cutlass and 2 plasma pistols

      armor: a mix of a material more advanced then kevilar, gel layers, thermal suit, and a alloy of titanium-carbon-colton-tungsten.

      Famous lines: "Your gonna die living human."

      2: *Demonic growling*

      3: "You cannot defy the army of the living dead!"

      notes: I will be sireos in a moment, I just wanted to make a skeleton crew joke.

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    • Tyler stands next to Jess as Blue checks Jess. "She's a mess Tyler," she said as she looked over her week body. "Probably will be a while before she is fit to fight. And that's not including the psychological trauma she has gone through." Karl stands nearby as Megan and Edward do their best to try and make Tyler feel better. They even suggest getting some fresh air, but Tyler will not leave Jess's side. 

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      • On of the "skeleton ships" is a frigate named the Rummy Fletcher. It's shields are fluctuating around its armor plating, just like it would if it were under fire in a space battle. Its engines have a purple flame to it.
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    • Name: Shigurrot

      Gender: Male

      Species: Jiralhanae

      Rank: Brute Major

      Armor: Shigurrot has the typical blue armor that every major should have. It seems to in good condition, but there is a large dent in the left shoulder piece.

      Primary: Focus rifle

      Secondary: A purple plasma rifle

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    • (crap.  Im gonna get ninja posted)

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    • The dim lamp light hung over the dusty room illuminating every corner with a dull glow.  The room was covered, floor to cieling with overflowing boxes filled with knives, detonators, assorted wires, a wire gauge, dusty clothes, toiletries, and old clippings from printed news.  

      On the matress sat a women, about 26 years old, with dark brown hair, and crystal blue eyes.  She was wearing a pair of women's light brown khakis to cover up the scars on her legs and looking at a picture of her old family.  

      Knock, Knock, Knock

      Nikolai "Its me.  Can I come in?"

      Alisha "Sure."

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    • It took a Blue a few more hours before completing her analysis of Jess's body, and she gave an almost complete report to Karl. Looking around, "I think it would be best if everyone else left, Jess will need her rest." Karl nodded and motioned for Megan and Edward to follow him. 

      Walking up to Blue, "That's not the full report is it," as Tyler had a feeling she was hiding something.

      "Well," she said, "She suffered a lot of trauma, and well, Hado did things to her," as Blue did not know how to tell Tyler. 

      However, Tyler cought on, realzing there was a reason she suggested everyone else leave, "Do you mean to tell me he raped her?" 

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      • Shigurrot wakes up in his cot. The lights are slightly flickering, but he knows what happened over the last few hours.

      Shigurrot: *Thinking* Damn. That was a pretty bumpy ride down the boulevard...

      • Shigurrot grabs a datapad. As he tries to turn it on an error message appears.

      Shigurrot: "Service not available?" What a crock of sh*t!

      • Shigurrot throws the datapad at the wall
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    • Nikolai, 31 years old, was cleanly shaven and had an old t-shirt and blue jeans on.  He had black hair, blue-green eyes, an eye patch, and a grim look on his face.  

      "We need to talk.  Are you in the middle of something?"

      Alisha "Not at all." She motioned towards the piles of stuff "Its a little messy cause Im just moving in.  Whats up?"  She scoots over on the matress to leave room for Nikolai who slowly walks over and sits down.

      Nikolai "Do you remember waking up anytime on New Eden before I came?"

      Alisha thought for a second then said "No.  I was unconcious for the end of the battle.  Why?"

      Nikolai swallowed hard.  "Because I heard your voice in my helmet."

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    • Tyler stood there, not sure how to react to the news. "That monster," was the only phrase that he could mutter as he left the room, needing to give himself sometime to think.

      Elsewhere in the base, Karl was talking over with Megan and Edward what their next plan of attack should be. The Chat had defeated the Mandalorains and was now gearing up to fight the New Galactic Republic again. "Edward, any new information to report on?"

      Edward, overlooking his compad, "Not really, I've been trying to contact everyone else. Fox, Wilc0, Nikolai, and others, but I've been getting nothing." 

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    • Alisha "Ok...  Im sure it was nothing.  Is that what you came here to tell me?"

      Nikolai "No.  It wasn't the first time.  I've been seeing things that weren't there and hearing things.  I don't think its good policy for us to be...   whatever we are.  We should not be together or even thinking about it when we will have to face life and death decisions."

      Alisha "Thats fine with me.  Don't worry your a pretty guy.  You'll find someone else to express your feelings to."

      Nikolai gave her the death stare and then swiftly got up and walked to the door.  He turned around "Also Edward, one of Karl's friends, wants to see us on the bridge."  

      Alisha "See you there in 5."  Nikolai closes the door behind him and makes his way to the bridge.

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    • Edward taped Karl's shoulder, "Got word from Nikolai and Alisha, they should be here shortly Sir."

      "Thanks Edward," as Karl pulled up a map of the galaxy. Hitting his own compad, Karl requested Blue to join them on the bridge, since he would need her to download any files. "Blue," he asked, "How is DM... I mean Tyler is taking the news about Jess?"

      Megan, overhearing Karl, "I think this is good for him. It's about damn time he took off that dumb mask of his. Once Jess makes her full recovery, we are going to kick so much ass." Edward could only shake his head as he listened to her. 

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    • (Sorry it took me so long to come back, I had work As promised, hear is my sireos char card.)

      Name: Lord of the Stars.

      age: I honestly don't remember, I have been to busy to keep track of some silly old thing like that.

      Fleet: 1 covenant super cruiser (flag ship) 2 regular covenant cruisers, 2 unsc Poseidon class light cruisers, and one.... wait, that ship is a new classification. I don't know what it is I just bought it from people who talk funny. They write funny to, not sure I even know how to use it or if its even a ship, I will show it to you if you want. Hear.
      63272 3



      Motivation: Looking for something to do, I am board and curios, so I am leading a scouting fleet in person.


      Fleet condition: I swear the paint on these ships are actually still drying, their that bran new.


      time it took me to write this: 12 minuets.

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    • My fleet exits slip space in the star system, its close enough with a 15ft telescope you could actually see it

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    • Nikolai walks towards the bridge from his cabin.  To his right he sees the hallway that leads to the infirmary.  He considers going to introdcue himself to the new arrival but decides against it.  They really rushed her to the scene.  She is probably in the middle of surgery.  He continues on his way to the bridge.  

      Nikolai appears on the bridge in an old T-shirt, blue jeans, and two combat knives on his waist.  Alisha is right behind him with a silk shirt and khakis.  

      Nikolai (walking next to Edward) "Why am I hear and why should I care?"

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    • All three of them, Karl, Edward, and Megan are in their military gear. Karl stepped forward, "Nikolai, it is good to see you. I had Edward bring you here because I wanted to know if you had any information any Chat targets we should be concerned about." Blue pulled up a galactic map behind him, "The Char Empire will be back to full strength in no time and we need to to able to deal the first strike."

      Megan walked up to Alisha, eying her up. "I love your outfit," she said with a smile as she extended her hand, "I'm Megan by the way, nice to meet you." 

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    • Suddenly with out even knocking I show up on the trasmition screen uninvited and unannounced: "Hello, sorry hope this isn't a bad time but I just heard rumor DMR is hear. And that jess has been rescued. I very much doubt it but I just want to find out for sure."

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    • Alisha shakes her hand and smiles.  "Thank you.  I love your hair.  I am Alisha, its a pleasure."  Alisha took a step back.  Alisha feels naked around all these people with their mercenary gear on but she keeps her posture.  

      Nikolai takes a look at the galactic map. 

      Nikolai (looking at Karl) "Still didn't tell me why I should care....  But we should never just let them come and strike us.  That is what cowards do.  I would hit em hard and fast.  Like a hot girl at a bar."

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    • Karl could not help but laugh, "You should care because the Chat is all our enemy. The Chat is your enemy and it is mine too. That is why you should care."

      Edward stepped up, "We suspect that the Chat is trading weapons and information with Mercenary groups, but we don't have specific groups." Edward was a littler nervous, as it seemed like Nikolai did not care.

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    • Nikolai "Oh yeah.  Genocidal lunatics.  Right.  So I ran into some mercenary groups before.  The black fang are a lot tougher than their bite and the Naga have been known to be really tough sons of bitches.  You know who knows mercenary groups really well?  Stars."

      Alisha gives Megan a once over.

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    • "Eh, what ever, I'm just going to look for something to do. Like put another camp on another asteroid for mining and farming. I got pleanty of time til I turn to dirt, best make use of it." *turns transmittion off.*

      (Sorry I don't remember how to get started, that's all I got. So I'll just try something again latter.)

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    • (sorry stars.  also praying hard that DMR doesn't ninja post)

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    • (I won't, lol)

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    • Alisha (to Karl) "Didn't Madam get lost for a whole month on....  Codename: Planet Hurricane?  Yeah.  She ran into some mercs running guns and information to the Chat there.  She was rescued though before she could make a dent.  I think the planet was called Koraulak.  We could try landing there."

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    • "Blue," Karl said, "Look up Korolauk for me," as he turned back to Nikolai. 

      Megan moved closer to Alisha, "I think we are going good friends," as she put her arm around her.

      "Sir," as Blue called Karl, "It's a planet full of mercenaries, and rumor is they sell weapons to the Chat Empire. I would recommand having Tyler and Nikolai on the ground to investigate." 

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    • (Ah, now I'm starting to remember, keep going, we will get somewhere.)

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    • Nikolai "Who is Tyler?"

      Alisha feels uncomfortable. "woah girl.  I just met you.  One step at a time. I like your attitude though."   She takes Megan's arm off her shoulder.

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    • Megan just laughs, backing off, "Sorry about that." 

      Karl turns to Nikolai, "DMR, he just came back with Jess. He's with her in the medical bay." 

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    • Nikolai (surprised) "That is who was rushed in here last minute?  I can't wait to see her.  (Turning to Blue) should I go grab him?  This is kinda important."

      Alisha "Don't be sorry.  Everythings fine."

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    • Blue, "You might want to wait until Jess wakes up, Tyler is not going to want to leave until Jess is up."

      Karl, motioning Blue, "He'll be fine, if you want to talk to him, go ahead." He turned to Edward, "Go with Nikolai and help out in any way you see fit."

      Megan, with a smile, "Awesome," as she walked away, "I'll go get ships ready." 

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    • Alisha "I'll get some gear on."

      Nikolai "Yeah.  I should as well." (To Edward) "I'll meet you in the infirmary."

      Alisha and Nikolai (to Megan, Blue, and Karl) "It was nice meeting you."

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    • Megan smiled as they walked out, "I like her, but the other one reminds me too much of old DMR."

      Back on the Infirmay, Jess was just beinging to wake up, and the first thing she saw was Tyler, holding her hand. "Hey," Tyler said in a low voice as her eyes readujsted.

      "Where... where am I," Jess asked in a low voice as Tyler turned to see two new figures approaching them. 

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      • Shiggurot enters the bridge. He kneels before Nikolai.

      Shiggurot: Reporting for duty, sir.

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    • Nikolai (to Shiggurot) "I ain't the guy in charge.  Talk to Karl. (points to Karl) its nice to see you here just the same."  He kept walking...

      A little while later.

      Nikolai, Alisha, and Edward (sorry) walk into the Infirmary.  Both Nikolai and Alisha stare at Jess's face.  

      Alisha "woah..."

      (To both Jess and DMR) "Hi.  Im Nikolai.  I came by to see how the new arrival was doing.  Are we intruding?"

      (DMR meet me on chat.)

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    • "No No no," Tyler said as he stood up and shook hands with both Nikolai and Alisha, "I'm Tyler, formally known as DMR. It's good to meet both of you. Behind me is Jess McKathy, leader of the Delta SEALS." He smiled when he saw Edward, and the two waved.

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    • Alisha "Unbelievable that somebody with so much experience is so...  Im Alisha.  Im a big fan.  She reaches out her hand to Jess."

      Nikolai "How is she doing?"

      (I was thinking that Karl could give Shiggurot a different mission than the rest of us but send us off at the same time.  Something like "keep an eye on DMR.  Make sure he doesn't put his mask back on.")

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    • Taken aback, "Is so what," Tyler asked. "She is still recoving from the months of torture and abuse, so it might be a few weeks."

      Edward, standing in the background, "I'm going to head back to the bridge and talk to Karl about the mission," as he felt a little awakward being around them. 

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    • Alisha pulls back her hand.  "I was just pretty shocked.  Im sorry."  She can't stop staring at Jess.

      Nikolai takes a look at Jess's face...  He couldn't shake the thought that this is what his victims look like.

      Nikolai (to Edward) "later Edward"  (to DMR) "Im sorry.  How are you doing? Are you up for a mission?  It might take your mind off it."

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    • "I'm ready for whatever," he said looking at them. "Sitting here with Jess won't help her heal, we still have a war to fight." He stood up and look them in the eyes, "Let's go to the bridge and discuss a plan of action." He bent down and give Jess a kiss on the head, "I'll be back soon."

      She smiled, and waved to the group, "Don't do anything stupid," she said with a weak smile. 

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    • Nikolai laughs shortly.  "We can only hope."

      Alisha smiles "We won't.  I hope you get better."

      Nikolai "Same."

      The wave goodbye and walk out of the room.  

      Nikolai (To DMR) "If this war goes on any longer we'll all need a therapists."

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    • He could not help but laugh, "Well that's why I keep her around, she is sort of like a therapist for me. So mind asking how you two got involved in this war," as they walked towards the birdge, passing soldiers along the way. 

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    • A chat man o war ship exits slip space and raises its shield, it scans this sector of space for its targets, 15 thousand feet from bow to stern and armed with enough fire power to kill a planet.

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    • Alisha smiled "Its a long story."

      Nikolai "I can make it short.  I have often used the same methods as the Chat, other than genocide, to achieve my goals and had fate been different I would surely ended up on their side.  But my captain was an idealist.  He believed that nobody should have to suffer through such genocide and tyrrany.  At first we followed his orders, because I had nowhere else to go but then we started to follow his orders because he convinced us there is a difference between killing to protect the innocent and killing the innocent.  We fight the chat so that the innocent can keep their innocence and never have to resort to such brutal tactics.  How did you get caught up in this crazy war?"

      Alisha "After we decided to fight, me, Nikolai, and some friends, mostly kig-yar, got together and mutually pledged to each other our lives, our fortunes, and our sacred honor.  I don't plan on breaking that pledge anytime soon."

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    • Walking, "My entire family was slaughtered during the Chat's attack on my homeworld, New Naboo. I escaped and ended up under the guideance of Jango Al Ghul, who taught me how to fight, how to kill. For so long, I wanted to kill the Chat, and did not care how I did it or who I became in the process. Then I met Jess, and she showed me how to fight the enemy while not becoming a monster in the process." Tyler finished as they entered the bridge, and all eyes were on them. 

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    • Alisha "Im so sorry for your loss.  There are far too many stories like that."  

      Alisha and Nikolai both walk in behind Tyler.  This time they are covered head to toe in armor plating, ammo, equipment pouches, and ultility belts.  Nikolai and Alisha wear ACR15s on their backs and combat knives at their waste.  Both have their helmets in their arms.  Nikolai still sports an eye patch over his left eye.


      Nikolai turns towards Karl "Why am I here?" His tone is much more serious than before.  

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    • Karl smiled as he was glad the tone changed. "Well, first of all, you can ditch all of that gear Nikolai, because you and Tyler will be going undercover on Korluak. Edward, please explain your plan."

      Stepping up from behind, "Yes Sir. We suspect that the Chat and mercenaries on the planet are trading weapons and intel. So, Nikolai and Tyler will go undercover, with Megan and Alisha on stand by if anything goes South. Try find out where they keep or the gear, or what kind of information is being given. You two will be inserted into a local bar, so blend in and get any information out of the drunk mercs."

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    • Alisha "Hmmm.  A building full of drunk men armed to the teeth.  I can't see how this could go go."

      Nikolai "Its nothing we can't handle." (To Karl) "I'll just take stuff I can conceal.  Knives.  COMpad, a flashbang.  Ok?

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    • Karl, "That should be fine, we will leave tomorrow. Should give enough time for everyone to introduce themsevles to each other and get to know one another. Lot's of new faces, and if we are going to be an effective team, we need to know each other inside and out."

      Blue, "I've taken the liberty and had cooks prepare a large meal for all of you. It is in the Soutern Mess hall. So, you all can eat and rest time for the next operation."

      Blue looked back at Karl, as he stood, looking at the soldiers, "Dismissed." 

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    • Nikolai looks at Blue and asks "Do they have barbeque?"

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    • Blue, "I hate to say it but no, given location of this planet and the current situation of the war, the best we could do is normal rations."

      Megan, hearing the conversation, "I mean I have some pork I've been saving for a special occasion," she says with a smile.

      Edward, "And where did you get that?"

      Laughing, Megan responded, "Don't worry about it silly." 

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      • Shigurrot approaches Karl and kneels

      Shigurrot: Reporting for duty, sir. I apologize for my delay...

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    • "It's alright," Karl said with a smile, "Just introduce yourself to your new teammates." Megan stood in the background and could not help but laugh. 

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    • Nikolai "Ok.  I know a great recipe but we need a grill."

      Alisha (To Shigurrot) "Hi.  Who are you?"

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    • Megan, with a wide smile, "There is one in the kitchen. I'll bring the pork and you get that grilled fired up," as she darted out of the room.

      Edward, jokingly, "I haven't seen her this excitied since she was shopping on Gaeto." He turned to Shigurrot, "I am Edward, nice to meet you," as he extended his arm.

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    • (Who I'm bring to the table: UFM, 'Quirov, Aylin, Renée)

      "I never thought I'd see that ship again."

      Aylin "What a unique shape..."

      Renée "Our ship should be like that. Why isn't our ship like that?"

      'Quirov "There's nothing wrong with our ship! The Reverence-class is one of the most finely built models!"

      Renée "Calling it 'finely built' might be stretching the truth a little."

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    • (or whoever you want!)

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    • A few minutes later Nikolai is standing over the grill. 

      "This won't work......" I need a smoke grill if I want to get that smokey texture in the roast.  This grille is just a glorified stove. I need charcoal or smoke....

      Nikolai looks for Alisha but it looks like she is gone decorating.  He calls Edward and asks if he would visit him in the Kitchen. 

      (Can we speed this up?)

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    • (sure)

      Edward is able to find him a real grill as they all soon sit down and begin to eat their meals. 

      Karl stands up and offers a toast, "To all those who are new, let us welcome them in with open arms. And for those we have lost, let us never forget them or their sacrifices." Everyone bangs their glasses together and makes small talk. 

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    • Shiggurot: *To Alisha* I am Corporal Shiggurot Ojura. I haven't been in the Resistance very long, so I am not surprised you don't know me. Command assigned me to this rust bucket shortly after I was emancipated from my servant contract.

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    • (Are you guys on the surface of some place or on a ship?)

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    • RETCON: Apparently I misunderstood the situation. Refer to DMR's comment

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    • (Yoth, we have a mission plan that involves going under cover on the planet of Koraulak to figure out exactly what the Mercenaries and Chat Empire are exchanging there. Feel free to join the group fot the meal before the mission kicks off.)

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    • Hiddenlich wrote:
      Unnamed Field Marshall wrote:
      (Are you guys on the surface of some place or on a ship?)
      (We are on a ship.)

      (Nikolai and my chacaraters are in a base on Yoth)

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    • (Great.)

      Alisha (To shiggurot) "What is a servant contract?"

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    • Shiggurot: Allow me to explain. After my species exile from Moris, I was forced to wander the galaxy alone. Within a few days I became entangled in a life-threatening situation with nomads of my own kind. I was saved from death by a Sangheili named Dreggo. He promised that I could live outside of harms way and start a new, peaceful life as one of his indentured servants. How could I decline his offer? I had been hungry for days, I was dehydrated, and knowing that I may never become an accepted member of galactic society alone, I signed his contract of service. I worked under Dreggo as his bodyguard all until about two months ago after he mysteriously died in bed.

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    • Tyler, hearing this, "So where is your sense of agency, control? You're fighting to liberate the galaxy and yet you yourself are not liberated." He took another bite out of his food as he just stared at Shiggurot.  

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    • Nikolai, holding a plate of food walks towards the table.  In his spot though he sees an apparition or a ghost.

      Nikolai stands awkardly staring at his chair instead of sitting down.

      Alisha "It sounds to me like he didn't die so mysteriously."

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    • Alisha "Wouldn't you want to find the killer of such a nice man who saved you from certian death?"

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    • The tablet feel silent with that question, as most of the people sitting there were at least in some way, shape, or form looking to exact revenge. Megan, hoping to break up the silence, "Could we at least took about something that isn't as depressing as war?"

      Tyler, "Like what? War is our life, it's all we do."

      Megan, looking around at everyone else, "I bet each person her has one thing," as she held up one finger, "that they do that does not relate to war. Like, I enjoy going clothes shopping." 

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    • Shiggurot: I wouldn't be surprised if one of his own children didn't suffocate him or poison him. I'm not trying to be racist, but Sangheili aren't good at a fatherly role. In their culture, the fathers abandon their children after birth. But Dreggo stayed with them, along with their mistress mothers. He did... questionable things...

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    • (War is glory and glory is life.)

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    • Alisha "I like long walks and watching the sunset."

      The ghost turned around and looked Nikolai in his eyes. 

      The rugged complexion, blond hair, blue eyes gave it away.  It was his real father. 

      "Whatever you do today, you have to sleep with tonight."  The apparition then disappeared frightening Nik to drop his plate of food all over the floor.

      Nikolai "Shit."

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    • Alisha "You like shit?"

      Nikolai "Wait.  What?"

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    • (I got extremely ninja posted)

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    • Tyler saw this, "Good going Megan, you just had to bring it up."

      Seeing she had messed up, she got up, "Sorry for trying to get you all to see your human sides," as she walked out of the mess hall, heading to her room. Edward sat there, taking in everything that was going on. 

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    • (Thats my job.  That and editing my comments to totally fuck with the continuity of the RP.)

      Nikolai cleaned up his mess, got a new plate, and sat down.

      Nikolai "So what are we talking about?"

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    • Shiggurot: Well. How about a round of reports? Any recent military news?

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    • "I got Jess back," Tyler said picking at his food, "And the Mandalorains were beaten back." 

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    • Alisha "I killed General SheerAvenger."

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    • Shiggurot: Congratulations, both of you! Both objectives must have been challenging. Especially when you are going after a Chat general.

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    • Tyler looked at Alisha, "Really? Cause I heard he was killed by a Naga called Minnae," as he sipped his drink. During this, Edward left to go find Megan, concerned that she was probably crying in a corner somewhere. 

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    • A phantom dropship carries UFM, Aylin, 'Quirov, and Renée to the surface of Yoth.

      Pilot "Base? We're from the fleet; moving in to dock."

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    • Blue answering their call, "Roger that, you are cleared to land in Hanger three. Commander Karl will be there to meet you, over." 

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    • A Kig-yar fleet arrives at yoth exiting slip space just at the start of atmospheric entery, then swiftly loses altitude as is slows down, scanning the ground as it descends.

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    • Blue, seeing STARS fleet appearing, "Lord of the Stars, this is Blue. Please land your fleet in the area marked on your radar for refueling and rearming. The rest of the team is in the main complex if you wish to meet them, over." 

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    • Lord of the Stars: "I didn't even know you where hear, I was just going to set up a mining camp in person. But now that I have such a kind invitation, how could I say no? I will be right over. "

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    • "Roger that Stars," Blue said, "Bring yourself over to Hanger three, and Commander Karl will be there to greet you, out." 

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    • .*Is already starting to land with ship docking talent that would cause a docking teacher to add me to a genius history book*

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    • Karl stands there with six bodyguards as the dropship lands, kicking up dust and snow but not phasing Karl, who just stands there, unmoved. 

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    • The door opens and I step out with out so much as a escort, and armed only with a energy cutlass only for personal vendetta. (its hard to remember for those who live in the city but a large knife has far more uses then just stabbing people.)

      "Greetings Karl, nice to run into you. *swiftly bows in respect to a brother in arms, much the same as a Asian would likely do* So, what is the occasion? Or did you just want to say hi?"

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    • Karl, "Greetings Stars. The occasion is we are preparing for a mission soon. You'll be debriefed while we walk. For now, most of the group is in the mess hall eating and getting to know each other."

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    • "That one weirdo that pops up from under peoples bed who has a "remnant legion" isn't their is he?"

      (Talking about B.H.)

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    • "No," Karl said as he forgot about Stars sense of humor. They walked through the base as they neared the mess hall. 

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    • "That smells delightful :) .... wait.... I smell something else in their.... could it be? now way, I must be dreaming."

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    • Karl, "Well I have another ship coming in shortly, help yourself Stars." Karl leaves him as he walks away. 

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    • "May it go well Karl".... After a moment I suddenly rush to the mess hall and open the door alittle quicklyer then I meant to.

      "DMR, Jess, Is that really you??????"

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    • Tyler is taken aback by seeing Stars, and hearing that name. "It's Tyler now Stars, and Jess isn't here. She's in the med bay recovering still." He looked around to see if anyone else he would know would be here too. 

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    • "You smell like Jess, so I thought she was in hear to. Tyler? nice nick name. Taken up sewing have you? I've tried taking up knitting once but I never finished my lesions. But I've worked with metal and leather before. The thorn beast skin I wear under my armor, made it my self :)"

      "How did you... where did you... when did you.... I'm just going to sit down and try listening, it may be more effective."

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    • "First of all Stars, Tyler is my real name, my birthname," Tyler said as he closed his hands and relaxed. "After I rescued Jess, we went to a planet on the outer rims to one of my old hideouts, she needed to rest up and I needed to discover who I really was as a person. I got a message from Karl and well, now I'm here, ready to take up arms against the Chat, again." 

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    • "So.... which one of you is going to fight those monkeys clad in solders cloths, DMR, the first human marksmen to ever impress me with his rifle skills, great fighter, great friend, and gets confused and acts weird when he has an emotion, or Tyler, this guy I just met, and hope is a good friend as well?"

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    • Sighing, "Fro your sake, I hope DMR never comes around again. I am still a soldier, but I will no longer be out of touch with my humanity. If I can be like Jess and find some peace, then I can begin the healing process. And Trust me, I'm still deadly with a rifle in my hand."

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    • "Really? you can do that? My turn, I want to be a dragon named Pilot the fearless! .... Ok I see your starting to get tense, I will just shut up and let you calm down now....

      "Pass the what ever that is?"

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    • Tyler just gives Stars a cold death stare as he plays with his sidearm. 

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    • True to his word Stars just keeps quit and lets him calm down.

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    • "Yes Tyler, I have completely no clue what your talking about. If I'm offending you I can always go somewhere else for now. Tell Jess I hope she recovers soon."

      Stars walks over to a different table

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    • "I will Stars," he shouts, "and try some of the pork, it's really good!" 

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    • As i fill plate and get a cup I sit next to some one else. "You know, I can't tell if he actually missed me back for once, or if he was hoping to see anyone but me."

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    • The soldier sitting next to him, "Well, do you have a way with words, but do you think he's really close to anyone but Jess?" Laughing to himself, "At least he called you by your name, and acknowledge your pressence." 

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    • Get this, he also said he just now figured out he's a human, and I think that's why he's so upset. But hey, its what is on the inside that matters isn't it? Besides he can always keep his helmet on if he don't like it.

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    • "Think about it this way, what makes you a kig-yar, and I don't mean the phyiscal looks. What are the emotions, feelings, and thoughts of your kind?" The soldier looked at him. 

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    • If you want a exact translation of the word Kig-yar, think of lava trickling into the sea to make a island for flowers to grow on, the sun and the rain working together to help grain grow, life and death coexisting to create perfect balance. It also means having a dark side and a light side. Gentle for your children your mistress and your loved ones, mean and nasty tword anything that threatens it. It means finding the balance so you can have results, life.


      Of corse it also means being despised and rejected by a galaxy who don't understand you, and either feared or hated by everyone else, wondering, where is the love?

      Why? What does this have to do with....

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    • "DMR, I mean Tyler, spent most of his life killing people and not knowing what love. He felt no remorse for those he killed, because he could not relate to them. Then, he meets Jess, a soldier like him, but someone who feels empathy for those she fights. She sees them as people, not faceless enemies. Tyler is scared that this will make him weak, and he won't be as effective of a soldier. But if he does not discover his softer side, he will never stop fighting." 

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    • So he was taught to not even consider the enemies side of the story lest he feels sorrow that he must kill to not be killed, and hesitating to do so leading to being killed, and now he is coming to reality, reality that yes they had lives, families, and all other things that mean yes they are something alive that is being killed. Kinda like how so many years ago, I was ordered by the insaneghili to shoot pregnant human females to """"honor"""" a cult that I only was part of so my entire race isn't killed for having a different opinion.

      Weal, I am not going to sugar coat it, that is what life is about.

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    • The soldier shakes his head, "They might have thier side, but if we see that, then it's going to be a lot harder to pull that trigger. And better them then me, right guys," as the table joined in, raising their glasses to agree with him. 

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    • You have to be pretty strong to pull that trigger and except the fact that your taking another life yes I agree, in fact, I my self often had to be reminded what we are fighting for, lest I just drop out and do something else with my life. After all if they came for me, and I really had no interest in fighting, all I would have to do is set camps on anything terrestrial with ships guarding the base, be their a short time, then enter slip space and move to another location. Do it right, time it right, plan it right, and train the nation to not screw up, and it could be 300 years until we are forced to stand and actually fight back. Heck, I often forgot why I don't just do that.

      Come to think of it why are we fighting the chat again? I mean their just retards, we can't guarantee they will figure that out and stop with their big stupid governmental plans that can never work.

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    • The soldiers all looked at each other and the Stars, "I mean, we are on the same side," as they awkwardly help up thier glasses again for Stars.

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    • Yep, we are all in this together, Tylmr is our trusty marksmen, karl owns a planet, you guys do solder stuff, and I am your loyal privateer. I mean, sure we wonder some times, but its not like this alliance we worked so hard for is going to fall apart once their is no more chat to be united againced.

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    • The lone phantom pulls into hangar three and deploys the gravity lift. The four passengers step out.

      'Quirov "Is that General Karl?"

      "Probably. I've never seen him out of armor."

      'Quirov "He reminds me of the demons."

      Aylin "You mean he's a Spartan? This'll be interesting."

      They approach the group. UFM waves to STARS.

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    • And so it seems once again the universe has fallen into place. Hello old friends, glad our aquatance can be renewed.

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    • Renée "That's the biggest plummage I've ever seen. I don't think I've met this one yet."

      Aylin "I met him once on New Eden. He's their leader."

      Renée "That's cute."

      Aylin "Don't be rude."

      "STARS, Karl. How goes the fight on your side?"

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    • Be carful around DMR, he wants to be called tailor now, and he's having mood swings.

      I don't remember the last time something happened to be honest, I think this war is starting to effect the galactic population, because as a matter of fact I don't even meet people often anymore.

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    • Karl, offering his hand to Field Marshall, "The fight goes well. With the Mandalorains all but gone, we are once again the Chat's main enemy, which means it will be picking up soon."

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    • "Aye. It'll be nice to focus on one enemy again. The Fleet of Return and the hooded man are still on the loose, but I doubt we have to worry about them."

      They shook hands.

      'Quirov "We'll forward a full report on the New Eden Crisis to you, General. The hooded man was behind it."

      "But his connection to the Chat is still a mystery."

      Aylin saluted Karl, while Renée stood with her arms behind her back.

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    • "Thank you general, and if you would like, they rest of the team is in the mess hall. And I will have you now that DMR and Jess are back, though Jess is in the medical bay recovering from her injuries." 

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    • "So, who else is hear? that it?"

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    • The soldiers look around, "I guess so, are you looking for some one in particluar?" 

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    • no, just running out of ideas on things to say. Raptor and Fox come to mind, but Raptor I doubt is still out their, fox must have found a way back to his dimension.

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    • Tyler, chimming in from another table, "Ahem to that, at least they might have found some peace in their lives." The soldiers at Star's table raise their glasses. 

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    • Agreed, if Raptor is still alive, I'd imagine surly someone as good looking as him can't still be single, as for fox..... weal long chatter cut to chit you never know. Hopefully they are in a place so far away from any chat they don't even remember those bastards exist.

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    • Renée "So that's their hero?" (stares at Tyler)

      Aylin "If he was any better, he'd be a Spartan. It took almost all the Admins to take down his team."

      Renée "Wow, I didn't know regular humans were capable of that. I wanna see him in action."

      UFM holds up a glass to Tyler.

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    • "This is the real world Ren'ee, heroes aren't hearty spirited, their broken spirited." Stars says before taking a sip of coffee.

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    • Tyler, holding up a glass, "And to the man who is crazy enough to going to battle with the Chat, and charge them with his Sword." The soldiers around them hold up their glasses as they cheer and drink. 

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    • Their are actually ways to defeat gunmen armed with but a sword, though it requires much training, cunning, tactics, good reflexes, and most of all, enough stupidity to risk it when you could simply have a ranged weapon of your own.

      Fun fact, before guns it was STILL, suicidal to have a sword for a primary weapon. Because you would simply get picked off from range by archers. Though if you have a good shield, and/or good enough reflexes to deflect or dodge an arrow, you MIGHT, still stand a chance. Why use of swords as a primary weapon was ever in battle field tactics is beyond me.

      But, to have a combat knife for close quarters instead of a sword, that alone is pretty brave. A ranged weapon should be primary, swords, or just a little knife if your braver then that, should be for close quarters.

      At least some of us still have the tools to keep up with modern weapons should we have to use melee weapons as primary. For example, I always believed, running out of ammo is not a good enough excuse to leave battle with out a victory. You still need something once that happens.

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    • (Is something supposed to be happening? Or is the entire point of this merely to play catch up?)

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    • (it's supposed to lead into a few of the characters going undercover on the planet of Koraulak to figure out what exactly the mercenaries and Chat Empire are trading.)

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    • DMR4REAL wrote: (it's supposed to lead into a few of the characters going undercover on the planet of Koraulak to figure out what exactly the mercenaries and Chat Empire are trading.)

      (double in favor of that )

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    • Aylin "So what's our next plan of attack?"

      "You've seen what happened to the Admins; striking down an individual makes no difference. We have to take away their power, their influence, their resolve."

      'Quirov "...without losing our own."

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    • Tyler listed to their words, "I know, but this is a war, not a battle. Karl wants too..." he trailed off as Edward and Megan walked in and he motioned over to them, "I'll let the tactician explain the plan.

      Edward, walking over "Field Marshall, first let me say I am happy to see you and your crew again. Anyway," as he cleared his throat, "We are planning on inserting Tyler and Nikolai being uncover and figuring out what the Chat and mercenary forces on the planet of Korulak are trading. However, if you wanna add someone else who might be able to get information out of them, please present your ideas."

      Megan standing behind him, "And you know I cold information out of those silly men, right?"

      Edward "Yes, but you would stick out to much, Tyler and Nikolai won't stand out in a bar full of killers."

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    • "Ah, think of a battle as a building made of wooden planks, a battle is each plank that makes the building, each event makes the whole war. Most battles in wars don't even manage to get recorded."

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    • Edward, "Battles are recorded. It's usually the skrimishes that don't." 

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    • Perhaps that is what classifies them as a skirmish.

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    • Edward could not help but chuckle, "Well maybe we should spend less time chatting and more time gearing up for tomorrow's mission. By they way, Karl will be giving us two ships to use, a stealth destroyier and an auxilliary ship. Do you or Field Marshall have a ship or two that would be able to assit. We aren't launching a full scale attack, but we should have some fire power just in case." 

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    • The closest thing I have is a jumbo phantom that comes with shield and cloaking. It can transport about 145 troops comfortably plus 3 pilots. It can enter slip space, its regular space top speed is 784mph, and its maximum space travail range is 45 lightyears before needing to be recharged. Hope that is good enough, I only brought big ships because I wanted cargo space.

      So, I take it rather then going to the sea base we will start fresh once we arrive?

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    • Edward "That should be fine, just make sure it is ready to leave tomorrow. As for fresh, I'm lost as to what you mean." 

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    • A new location not yet patrolled with no allies awaiting visitors and no fortified positions.

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    • Edward, "I see what you mean. We aren't taking over the planet unless we bring a larger force. This mission is an intel grab, not an invasion." 

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    • When Madam Celestial Saber her crew and the sirens who coincidently went with them arrived in open ocean it was to easy, they where marooned and by almost thousands and their was only a few billion mercenaries with cities. With that little cake walk they managed to hold out long enough for reinforcements and now their is a mining base. Should I keep it classified what they are mining?

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    • DMR4REAL wrote: Edward, "I see what you mean. We aren't taking over the planet unless we bring a larger force. This mission is an intel grab, not an invasion." 

      Ironically the area they who where their in those times have taken over, they thought that was the whole planet. We don't yet even know how wrong we are.

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    • Edward couldn't help but laugh, "Well good for her, and I expect a lsit of what you're mining. Anyway, like I said, we aren't planning to over take the planet. That would require winning the people over, who seem to be happy with little government for the time being," 

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    • Weal, since a list of what we are mining is required..... *pulls out a crystal* By chance, do you realize what this is?"

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    • Edward, looking at it, "No, but it looks to be highly valuable and sought after on the black market." 

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    • Stars smiles that crafty Kig-yar pirate smile of his.

      That, is raw material used to make slip space crystals. My scientist are already beginning to scratch the surface of what they are capable of. In the mining base hidden away, thanks to these babies hear, these, precious precious treasures, their is a stargait that leads right to a room in my royal palace. I suggest you make sure anyone on the other side knows its you before entering, you will not face friendly fire if you be carful that way."

      "That, is why I wanted yoth energy crystals, we are working on new powersorces, soon, we may reach tier 1."

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    • Edward, "And you realize these crystals have led to many problems for the Chat. Maybe there are just somethings that should be left untouched." 

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    • Their is a reason we haven't tried to take over the planet just to plunder it of its crystal deposits. See the sirens wouldn't let us continue to make war with these people. The sirens where motivated by revenge when the mercenaries abducted some of their kin and where experimenting on them, but once the mercenaries found out the sirens will not attack any fortified locations with civilians in it, and after they done enough damage and are willing to forgive will cease aggression if they don't continue to make them mad, the war againced them was kinda brought to a sudden halt.

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    • Edward "I mean trying to become Tier 1. I'm all for becoming more advanced, but there are some boxes that should remain closed, no matter what. Power can corrupt, and as a pirate, don't you think you might lose sight of reason in the name of glory?" 

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    • "Ah you have persuaded me. As your loyal privateer my job is to focus my piracy on threats to the galaxy to protect it, not find a way to destroy it. Perhaps we should do something else about the treasure we found.

      (I gtg)

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    • Edward, feeling bad, "We can use it for technology and helping society, we just need to be smart about." He put his hand on Star's shoulder, "You're an engineer too, and I've seen you create some amazing things." 

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    • (still online after all)

      I see, weal then, perhaps we can find a way to use the crystals to travel back in time to when countless billions of plants and animals had not faced extinction, take them to wild life preserves in the present, and use them to discover new medicine.

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    • After finishing dessert Stars returns to one of his ships and exits the hanger bay of the ship and lands the jumbo phantom gunship. Its a impressive 8 and 8/10ths times the size of a regular phantom. Kig-yar begin loading supplies into it, polishing it and giving it a fresh coat of paint.


      "So, what do you think?"

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    • The phantom is magnificently designed, its main weapon a powerful pulse laser, with 2 sized down http://halo.wikia.com/wiki/Plasma_turret_(starship) as its secondary weapons so eloquently beautifully and very well designed, each able to fire off 15 plasma torpedoes with the payload power of a 288mm exploding bullet, or fire the plasma as bolt shots, or even as a beam of plasma for 24 seconds before needing to be recharged from the ships battery. Its other weapons 4 regular sized http://halo.wikia.com/wiki/Heavy_plasma_cannon At the crew slider doors their are 4 http://halo.wikia.com/wiki/Type-52_Directed_Energy_Support_Weapon and seats for riflemen. And its grav lift is strong enough to lift a siren jumbo sea swan bomber.

      Kig-yar continue loading gear into it.

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    • (the size of the image... oh god.)

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    • I will be hear when your all ready.

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    • (think we are waiting for either nikolai or field marshall)

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    • "This phantom is perfect. Gunboat 2.0 anyone?"

      Aylin "When do we move out?"

      Renée "Oh, finally. I haven't fought anyone since that dumbass Durd."

      Aylin "That was like three days ago..."

      'Quirov "Just give the command, fleetmaster."

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    • Megan and Edward were checking their gear in their bunks, and going over with the small detachment of elite guard soldiers that would be with them if the mission went south. Edward, "Remember, this is an undercover op. We are there only if the mission goes south, so don't get too trigger happy." 

      Tyler, having already checked and cleaned his pistol, was sitting by Jess's bed side, and stroking her hiar. "I promise you," he said to Jess, "I will find Hato and I will make him pay for what he did to you. And once you get your health back, we will work on rebuilding the Delta SEALS." 

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    • (I will be gone a large chunk of today.)

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    • The muzzle of a weapon rests against the back of Tylers head "dont move or i will blow your brains out..."

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    • "Where did DMR go?"

      SEAL "I think he went to one of the living quarters."

      'Quirov "Fleetmaster, this small fighting force can easily be transported using our ships."

      "I'll tell Specialist K'lada myself."

      Renée sneaks away from the mess hall and goes down the hallway.

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    • Tyler turned around to see Renee walking down the hallway but made nothing of it. He then moved the rifle, placing it against the wall. 

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    • (Tyler just doesn't care that someone is holding him at gunpoint?)

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    • (couldn't tell if it was a joke or not. Also, he's more concerned about making things right in his life and making sure Jess gets better.)

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    • (The gunmen has no power except it be given to him by Tyler not ending him in one move.(

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    • Renée caught a glimpse of Tyler, then saw him move back into the room. She quickly followed him and, without bothering to knock, pushed the door open.

      Renée "So you're the great leader of the SEALs? I expected someone taller, buffer, and more rugged looking; you're not really what I expected. But hey, neither am I. I'm the future of humanity. Anyway, what I'm trying to say is: good to meet you!"

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    • He stood up and looked at her, and extended his hand, "Well I can say from experience your C.O. is an amazing individual. But I'm only the co-leader, the other one is Jess," as he pointed to her body. "So, are you joining us for the operation on Koraulak?" 

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    • She shook his hand. She made sure not to grip it too tightly; she had come to believe that non-augmented individuals were fragile.

      Renée "Yeah! I'd love to. And... who's Jess?"

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    • "She's the girl here," as sad softly. "She was the other leader of the Delta SEALS. She was captured during a delegation on Gaeto and I saved her, so now she is recovering." Looking back at Renee, "Listen, could we talk somewhere else. I feel weird talking over her like this." 

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    • Renée "How about in the mess hall? We could grab lunch... together."

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    • "Sure..." he said scratching his head. "I already ate but we can head back there." The two left the med bay as they headed to the mess hall. 

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    • (wow tyler seriously doesnt give a shit about being taken hostage at gunpoint... anyways there is always next time to introduce mt character...)

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    • Quirkyadventures wrote:
      (wow tyler seriously doesnt give a shit about being taken hostage at gunpoint... anyways there is always next time to introduce mt character...)

      (like I said, couldn't tell if it was a joke or not, sorry)

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    • (feel free to try that with Megan or Edward.)

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    • (never mind... i had you in the right place to do it but i guess i lost my opportunity)

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    • (well now I feel bad)

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    • (nah dont feel bad, i am just going to stick to wet wars for now)

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    • (anyways Talots reaction to what just happene:)
      Talots reaction
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    • (good moive to be fair)

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    • (True its a pretty good film!)

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    • Mean while Lord of the STARS is asleep in the phantom, its past when he is use to sleeping.

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    • (is the phantom flying or parked up?)

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    • (arked in the hanger bay.)

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    • (*parked.)

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    • (Thank goodness! btw what i am going to say next is not a joke, it is not sarcasm and it is definitely not playing arround! sorry just had to put that disclamer up before anyone thinks anything else... so lets try this again...)

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    • The muzzle of a weapon rests against the back of Stars head "dont move or i will blow your brains out...

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    • Megan and Edward are walking by when they as they see what is going. They rush over and draw their weapons on the unknown figure. Edward, "Drop your weapon," as they each point their rifes at the figure.

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    • Lord of the Stars awakes with a startled jump but restrains it as best he can... he raises his hands to show he surrenders..... then suddenly he grabs the muzzle of the gun turns quickly putting his weight into his hold on the gun and gives a powerful kick to the face slashing with his toe claws then while still in only 5/6ths a second passing he draws his crystal cutlass and slices the beral clean off the gun then points the blade at his attacker.

      "Who dares challenge the greatest buccaneer in the galaxy? You prepared for facing your last fight?"

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    • DMR4REAL wrote: Megan and Edward are walking by when they as they see what is going. They rush over and draw their weapons on the unknown figure. Edward, "Drop your weapon," as they each point their rifes at the figure.

      Let me handle this.

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    • "huh, dont make me laugh" he tries to go for his weapon again

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    • Megan and Edward stand by. Megan, "Alright Stars, we're here if you need us," as they keep thier weapons drawn. 

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    • Stars stabs between the wrist bones of the hand reaching for a weapon, then pulls the blade our and slices the weapon right off the belt.

      .*Hissing*

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    • "ARGGG you bastard! "

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    • Suddenly Stars activates his point defense gauntlet and smashes it into his attackers face like it where a Trojan shield in close quarters.

      "Have you had enough? I am just getting started. Stand down, or I will start to get rough!"

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    • Edward and Megan move closer, but their distance just in case. Weapons still drawn, they are ready for anyhting. 

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    • the attacker launches up and grabs STARs by the sholders and pushes him to the ground "i seriously dont have time for this!"

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    • Identify your self, brave assassin who dares challenge the might of the great Lord of the Stars! Greatest pirate who ever sailed the celestial sea, and conquered entire well guarded cargo fleets with out firing a shot!

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    • Megan rushes forward and tackles the unknown figure. "You son of a bitch!!!" Edward stays a little back, ready to fire his rifle if the situation calls for it.

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    • "ok ok! i guess i am not getting out of this one without being shot..."

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    • Megan "Who the heck are you," she says yelling at him.

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    • "none of your business!"

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    • (I have been out of this roleplay for too long. What has happened since my last post?)

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    • (planning on undercover op on the plaent of Koraluak.)

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    • She punches him in the face, "I won't ask again asshole." 

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    • he starts laugthing "you guys pissed off the completely wrong people thats why they sent me after you!"

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    • She punches him again, as Edward walks closer. "That's it, I'm killing this piece of scum." 

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    • He grabs the weapons muzzle and places it to his forehead "then do it! it will save me a lot of trouble!"

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    • "Fine then," as she pulls the trigger." 

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    • The bullet bounces off of the plate on his head "your not killing me that easily, by the way my name is Talot, i thought i would let you know before you kill me"

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    • She laughes a little before pulling off the helmet, "Don't worry, I'll forget it quickly." 

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      • A gravity hammer is centimeters away from Talot's back

      Uvok: Do you want me to crack you open myself?

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    • Edward, "And who are you?" looking at Uvok. 

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    • Weal, "Talot, you infiltrate this base alone, or did you bring something with you?"

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    • Uvok: Oh, yeah. I am Uvok of the Scouting Fleet of Generous Distribution.

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      Talot "like i said you guys pissed off the wrong people now they sent me after you to take you out... but yeah there is a tactical nuke in my backpack so i guess i did bring something"

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    • Edward, "Well good to meet you. I know your commander quite well. And now what to do with Talot?" 

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    • Hiddenlich wrote:
      *A gravity hammer is centimeters away from Talot's back

      Uvok: Do you want me to crack you open myself?

      Talot "i guess that could crack through my shell..."

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    • Megan, "Did the prick say a nuke? Whimp can't even kill us with any honor, has to use a nuke to do it." 

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    • DMR4REAL wrote:
      Megan, "Did the prick say a nuke? Whimp can't even kill us with any honor, has to use a nuke to do it." 

      Talot "i am not a whimp, i am just following what my boss told me to... and use what he supplied me with"

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    • "Well then your boss is a coward, and you're a lacky. Can I kill him now?" 

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    • Uvok: You were actually going to jihad this place by an order? Pff... who are your employers?

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    • I think I will.... have a head start going to, what was the planet, Korea?

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    • Talot laugths "i bet you will miss again, anyways how stupid do you think i am? i link the nuke to my pulse and if it flatlines then boom!"

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    • "Flatline huh? Well then," she pistol whips him, knocking him out. "Anyone know how to difuse a bomb or we can just launch him into space in the middle of no where."

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    • (I gtg, been working on this for 2 hours thus why so slow, now I will go for a walk. http://thdf.wikia.com/wiki/File:Lets_vote_on_a_name_for_our_new_ship.jpg someone make a poll to vote on a name for the vessel please.)

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    • Quirkyadventures wrote: The bullet bounces off of the plate on his head "your not killing me that easily, by the way my name is Talot, i thought i would let you know before you kill me"

      DMR4REAL wrote: "Flatline huh? Well then," she pistol whips him, knocking him out. "Anyone know how to difuse a bomb or we can just launch him into space in the middle of no where."

      (lol)

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    • (i know but i will let him get away with that lol)

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    • Uvok: We could place the nuke in a location where it would be unharmful to any citizens here.

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    • Megan, "Like I said, we can shoot this sorry piece of scum into deep space." 

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    • Uvok: Then what are we waiting for?

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    • "Good point," as she drags him to a star fighter, "Edward, can you rig the autopilot on this thing?"

      "Condsider it done," as he begins to wire the fighter to go in one direction. "I'm also going to point remote explsosives on this thing so we can blow it up." 

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    • Talot is pr
      Anatomy

      krogan anatomy for DMR

      etending to be unconsious 
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    • DMR4REAL wrote:
      "Good point," as she drags him to a star fighter, "Edward, can you rig the autopilot on this thing?"

      "Condsider it done," as he begins to wire the fighter to go in one direction. "I'm also going to point remote explsosives on this thing so we can blow it up." 

      Talot gets up "no you will not if anything you need me!"

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    • Megan begins to wrap him up, "I freaking hate most mercenaries. I mean, they have no drive except to make money. They have no morales, and care little for anyone else but themsevles." He shoots up as Megan punches him in a panic again.

      Edward, "And why do you we need you?" 

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    • Talot "well i just happen to know where the guys who want you killed are and i could help you out... mainly because i am sick of working for them!"

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    • Megan, "So let me get this straight. You hate the guys you work for and want to help us kill them. So to show you're on the same side, you point guns at us and threaten to kill us all with a nuke. Forgive me if I have a hard time buying that." 

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    • Uvok: I don't know anyone who would unwillingly become a nuclear suicide bomber. You will need to prove to us that you will actually help us and not get us all killed.

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    • Edward, "I'll get Karl down here, and he can make the call." 

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    • Talot "and maybe i am a little pissed of because they abandoned me!"

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    • Hiddenlich wrote:
      Uvok: I don't know anyone who would unwillingly become a nuclear suicide bomber. You will need to prove to us that you will actually help us and not get us all killed.

      Talot "they said they would pick me up once i had planted the nuke and guess what they havent arrived so i guess they abandoned me"

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    • Megan, "Well boo who." She turns around to see Karl walking in. "Let's see what my commander has to say."

      Edward, "Sir," as he salutes Karl, "We have a mercenary here who says he has intel on the planet we are about to hit but he also drew a gun on Stars and has a nuke strapped to him."

      Karl stares down Talot. 

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    • Abandon you? by using you as a bomb insuring you won't live to get your pay, that tells me they fired you. When most mercs are fired, their literally fired.

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    • Megan "Stars, are you really on his side?" 

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    • What? who gave you that idea, please explain?

      .*kicks him in the quad*. I was just telling him how stupid he is following a suicide order as a merc.

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    • Lord of the STARS wrote:
      Abandon you? by using you as a bomb insuring you won't live to get your pay, that tells me they fired you. When most mercs are fired, their literally fired.

      Talot "the bomb was in my backpack but i rigged it to go off if i got killed but we were supposed to detenate it from orbit, i was just supposed to plant it and run"

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    • Karl, "Look Talot," as he spoke in air quotes, "I'll talk, but first we are going to disable this nuke, okay?" 

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    • Quirkyadventures wrote:

      Lord of the STARS wrote:
      Abandon you? by using you as a bomb insuring you won't live to get your pay, that tells me they fired you. When most mercs are fired, their literally fired.

      Talot "the bomb was in my backpack but i rigged it to go off if i got killed but we were supposed to detenate it from orbit, i was just supposed to plant it and run"

      And you know they weren't going to detonate it while you are still inside how? Megan shut up!

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    • Talot "its easy i just need a bit of room to do it and I need the nuke" 

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    • Karl, "Alright, but you're doing it some place where if it goes off, you're the only one who dies." 

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    • Talot "but i have a bad feeling you will blow my head off the second i deactivate the nuke"

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    • Uvok: Pathetic. I though a Krogan would be the last being to commit suicide, even in a thunderous explosion. What would your Clan think of you?

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    • Karl "You haven't killed us yet, so I have no reason too." 

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    • Suddenly a hoard of tellitubies with ray guns break in and start shooting the place up.

      (joke)

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    • Hiddenlich wrote:
      Uvok: Pathetic. I though a Krogan would be the last being to commit suicide, even in a thunderous explosion. How would your Clan think of you?

      Talot "like i said i wasnt trying to commit suicide i was going to plant the nuke and run like hell but honestly my clan doesnt trust me because i wasnt born on my specieses homeworld... so i have been trying to gain there trust and respect for a long time now"

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      Karl "You haven't killed us yet, so I have no reason too." 

      Talot pulls a key out of his pocket and uses it to open up the nuke there is a pannel inside Talot types in a code and the red light on the nuke turns blank, Talot then roles up his sleeve and pulls a davice of his arm "ok now please dont shoot me"

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    • Karl, "Good, now let's talk. I'm not going to kill you unless you give me a reason too. What intel do you have for us?"

      Megan was furious about this but kept quiet.

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    • Talot "i know where there base of operations is and most door passwords and what equipment they will be using"

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    • Karl "Well that helps with part of the intel. I guess you'll be going with the ground team to figure out the rest." 

      Megan "Sir but this bullshit, he tried to kill."

      Karl "And he didn't. If he tries anything funny, I'll cut his limbs off."

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    • Megan you do realize he could have pressed the other button at any moment.

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    • Talot "its true what he says"

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    • Megan 'Doesn't make it any better."

      Karl "Megan, calm down. I believe you Talot, but that doesn't excuse what you did or threatened to do. You'll come with us, but I'm giving Tyler and Nikolai orders to kill you if you step out of line."

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    • We can make him shovel the walk way snow at night to make up for it.

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    • Talot "what is Megans problem with mercenarys? just because some people are worse of in life and have to resort to it for money..."

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    • Uvok: Look at yourself. A mercenary like yourself makes your profession look evil.

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    • Karl "Don't worry about it, we have more important things to talk about. First, I need to know your strengths and weaknesses."

      In the background, you can see Edward holding Megan back as she yells at Talot, "There's a difference between needing money and fighting soley for a paycheck." 

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    • Talot "one second i can tell you my strengths and weaknesses later, but Ashley you know nothing about why i do this job... you know nothing about my background and what i have gone through... i was born onto a planet in god knows where because my parents desided to have a child after they crashed on it, every day was a fight for suvival which last probably longer then you have been alive... so then we were saved by the chat and sent home with nothing... no money no home NOTHING! so yes i joined the mercinarys to get money... just because... its not worth my breath you will never understand"

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    • Megan "First the name is Megan dufus, and secondly, boo who. Everyone here as a sob story, and that gives you no excuses. Yes, I can see why you would become a merc, some of my best friends use to be mercs. But they learned to fight for something else that wasn't just for edits. I don't need to understand because I don't want to. What I want to know is why you want to fight." 

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    • Talot exhales "ok i honestly dont know why i want to fight... maybe it is for revenge for being abandoned or maybe it is to help this resistance..."

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    • Edward took Megan out as she stood their silently, as she was upset that he did not give a clear answer.

      Karl, "Anyway, back to you. Have you meet with anyone else here yet?" 

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    • Talot "no not really only STARs and i guess you know how that turned out"

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    • Karl "I see, well this is supposed to be a meet n' greet so everyone can meet one another. I'll lead you into the mess hall but know after that stunt you pulled, I'm going to have to stay by your side." A group of six Sentinels also stand around Karl, ready to strike at a moment's notice.

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    • Talot "well this is cosy"

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    • Karl "Well I'm not going to let you on your own. We just meet and not under the best of circumstances." They enter the mess hall, which is filled with people. 

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    • Talot "hello..."

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    • The soldiers and fighters all stare at him awkwardly. Karl pats him on the back, "Best thing to do is to just sit at a table. And it looks like youre friends from the hanging are here too," as Karl points to Megan and Edward sitting at a far table with Tyler and Renee. 

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      • There are three Resistance members in a heated argument in the back of the mescal

      Wallace: I'm not letting you lead this operation!

      Howard: The hell you are! I am your superior now. You have to follow my orders, when I say so. We are done eating.

      Allison: Wallace, this is important. We can't change the scouting schedule!

      Wallace: Shut up Ali! Are you really going to let this chopped liver lead our squad into a hornet's nest?

      Allison: We are freedom fighters. We are supposed to be willing to put our lives on the line for the well being of the galaxy!

      Wallace: We need time to rest!

      Howard: Rest? We just rested! Now is time for us to perform our duty!

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    • Mean while Stars has fallen back to sleep the whole time.

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    • Talot sits at a table by himself

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    • Edward walks over to him, nodding at Karl. "I guess we got off on the wrong foot. Look, I'm not going to forget what you were sent here to do, but for now, it can't hurt to get to know you." 

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    • Talot "indeed and i am sorry for nearly blowing you all up"

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