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.
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.
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.
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.
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?"
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."
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."
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.
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.
(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.
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.
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?"
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."
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."
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."
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.
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."
"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.)
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."
"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.
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.")
"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.
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.
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."
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.
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.
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."
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."
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.
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.
(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.)
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.
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.
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."
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...
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.
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.
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."
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?"
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.
"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."
"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."
"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?"
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."
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."
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.
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?
"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."
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.
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.
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.
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.
"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."
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.
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.
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.
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."
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."
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?
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?
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,"
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."
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.
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?"
"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.
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."
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.
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.
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."
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!"
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?"
"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."
(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...)
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.
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?"
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.
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!
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.
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."
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"
DMR4REAL wrote: 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"