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Jan 7, 2011 20:21:37 GMT -5
Post by Foxfire on Jan 7, 2011 20:21:37 GMT -5
Ryver's sensors were focused on the ion blaster. They had learned a thing or two since last time. Once the blaster was fixed on them Taym shut down allowing Ryver to take the programming hit. With half of the systems off-lined Taym could easily start back up once the ion surge dissipated. As for Ryver she never really care for matters concerning fleshies, so reaching down she grabbed her case and said.......
You boys can haggle over what ever arrangements you want I am going to check the ship to see if the Captain has done his duty in taking care of the ship. Romeo you shoot if you want..... but what is decided is not going to deal with my function on the ship. So . . . . if you boys do not mind.
With that Ryver turned her back on the three of them and headed out to the ship leaving their coms on, on the off chance that the Captain did get himself shot. So that they would start the process of taking over the ship and putting it under their name.
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Jan 9, 2011 17:44:40 GMT -5
Post by kozeph on Jan 9, 2011 17:44:40 GMT -5
"Tsk" was all the noise the Ubese made upon the failure of his flying toy although his mood went lower with this, Kivesh was suprised to see someone move almost as fast as him. Yet the hunter was not in the least scared, cranky perhaps but not intimidated. He had other means to escape but refrained from using it, seeing that his brave captain mananeged to tip the table and was now about to recruit the assassin.
"Do as you like Nel" the metal voice grounted after a while, turning around the Ubese began making his way to the ship "I suggest leaving soon and continue the talk elsewhere before the locals get aggressive" he said at the sounds of sirens far away.
The dark hunter walked out of the inferno, ignoring his down probe droid Kivesh kept walking heading for the Moralist. It seem Kivesh would now have a new duty in the ship if this Romeo came on board. He would have to run daily check ups on the ship to make sure it was not rigged to blow up while in the air.
Kivesh sighed.
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Karl the Unfettered
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Jan 9, 2011 18:28:02 GMT -5
Post by Karl the Unfettered on Jan 9, 2011 18:28:02 GMT -5
Romeo ignored Ryver and Kivesh as they skulked off, muttering about their duties or whatever; they could go to hell in their own ways, he had his own path. "As long as you don't keep me from drinking I'll do whatever you want," he told the boy. "You've seen for yourself what happens when people get between me and my drinks," and he gestured behind him at the destroyed bar. "Just keep that in mind, little man, and we'll get along."
His dark icy eyes regarded Nel's outstretched left hand briefly, and he scowled. His right hand shot out, grasping Nel's wrist and squeezing mercilessly; there was an obscene set of popping noises as the bones ground together, just short of shattering. "Put that anywhere near me again, and I bite it off," he said simply. "Now get out of here. I'll distract the cops." He let go of Nel, hoisted his pack up on his shoulder and made off down the hallway, passing Kivesh in his speed.
Outside, the authorities were setting up a perimeter around the building, and cops armed with riot weapons were spilling out of vehicles; sirens rent the air all around, and the normally jovial and fun-loving Zeltrons were angry and tense. Romeo walked right into the middle of it, his arms spread in a mockery of welcome and good-cheer. "Good afternoon, cullies!" he called out, eyes alight with obscene glee. "What's all the noise, then?"
None of them were amused, and every finger tightened on its respecting trigger. "You there, in the coat!" a fellow with a bullhorn yelled. "Disarm and put your hands in the air! You're under arrest!"
"I don't think so," the assassin muttered, a wide and ghastly grin spreading on his face. "Yokels like you won't be taking me any time soon." He started raising his hands, and the cops relaxed slightly; in so doing they sealed their own fates.
Displaying that same insane speed from before, Romeo's hands shot back down; grenades flew at the encircled cops as he flung himself to the side. Gunfire erupted, a split second too late, and the air was torn asunder as the ordnance exploded; in seconds three-quarters of the assembled force were wiped out, and the remaining cops were dazed and out of commission.
"Idiots," Romeo muttered as he got back up, that insane smile still curving his face. He took his time looting the bodies and finishing off the survivors, then he radioed in false messages about the suspect heading in an entirely different direction before making his way to the starport to rendezvous with his new home. If they hurried, they could get out before the port authorities locked everything down; if not, well, Nel could use his much-lauded contacts to bribe their way out anyway.
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Jan 10, 2011 3:12:39 GMT -5
Post by Horrified on Jan 10, 2011 3:12:39 GMT -5
What a joyous event! He had recruited a professional madman! Nel was over the moon. And while making a mental note to watch his handshaking around Romeo, massaging a limp wrist, he was very happy to see his new asset at work against the cops.
He didn't mind violence against the cops, most of the ones on zeltron were just as corrupt as the criminals and honestly despite how much Nel disliked violence it's not like he could have negotiated every cop to join his crew like he had done with Romeo. He just dodged the gunfire by swiftly stepping behind an ornate pillar announcing the exit of the resort and followed on with Romeo after he'd swiftly dealt with them.
''Now, I say we take a much needed trip to Nar Shaddaa, we're still only half a crew. We'll stop by a bar there, and don't worry, I'll pay for all of your drinks.'' Nel said, as he walked up to Romeo from behind as they approached the ship in all of its divine glory.
''I know the guy, good inside man, wouldn't like it if he blew up.''
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Jan 10, 2011 19:08:40 GMT -5
Post by Foxfire on Jan 10, 2011 19:08:40 GMT -5
The AI's listened to the conversation and knew with more players around Romeo the less likely they would be the first to be deleted. Entering the landing sites Taym signaled his AI held with in the ship a quiet reminder and watcher of the ship. It also made for faster prep work when in a hurry to take off. From the sounds both over the coms and throughout the natural air they were going to need that quick lift off.
The ship AI(taym) signaled back and routed them for the best way to the ship and started the computer leg work for lift off. They rounded a flat saucer like ship and found their's with it's landing ramp nearly lowered. Quickly Ryver sped up their pace and entered the flight cab and sat down fingering the switches. The ship hummed to life and Taym could hear some misses in the engine.
Fleshies some are a predictable as an atomic clock.
Once again they will have some in flight tuning to do as they run for it again.
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Jan 10, 2011 20:08:57 GMT -5
Post by kozeph on Jan 10, 2011 20:08:57 GMT -5
Kivesh ignored the dashing Romeo that passed him faster than a Rodian fleeing from a horny Ronto. The Ubese was slightly amused to see someone being able to move as fast as him, Kivesh gave another visible sigh and shrugged as he heard a couple dozen explosions from the direction the assassin had taken to "distract" the local law enforcements.
Kivesh easily caught up with the droid and allowed it to go about it's business in the ship, the hunter trusted the droid enough to get the ship running again. The Ubese went back to the room he previously had occupied in the ship and began looking around if the air filter he had installed to his quarters was still there. It was there but it was malfunctioning, the hunter calmly removed it and started working on it, god knows that if he was going to be living here he at the very least should be able to breath without his mask in his room alone.
Kivesh felt the ship take off and through the link he had made with the ship nav computer the Ubese checked the direction they where head. No doubt Nel was going to a second rendezvous point.
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Jan 10, 2011 23:54:05 GMT -5
Post by Karl the Unfettered on Jan 10, 2011 23:54:05 GMT -5
"Not Nar Shaddaa," Romeo said firmly. "That place reeks. Make them go somewhere else, if you're set on collecting more strays." Personally he suspected that between himself and Kivesh they had more than enough to go around; he didn't trust that schizo sexbot farther than she could throw herself, and Nel was plainly wet behind the ears despite his airs of being a leader or a captain or whatever. Gonna have to set him straight, the assassin thought to himself.
They came upon the ship as the others were boarding, and Romeo stalked aboard. "Nice place," he commented at Nel. "Never figured I'd find myself on the Moralist of all places. I'm not a very moral person, see." He quickly found an empty dorm and shrugged out of his pack, dropping it on the farthest bunk from the door; it made a heavy clunk sort of noise as all the hardware hit the floor. He then shrugged out of his coat, dropping it in the same fashion and with the same sounds.
"Phew, I need a bath," he muttered to himself as he stood there, in cargo pants, tattered old heavy boots and a close-fitting black shirt. All his clothing was singed and long-unwashed, and he wasted no time peeling the shirt off of himself and kicking out of the boots so he could peel off the socks underneath. "Hey, Manta-boy!" the assassin yelled as he walked back out, shirtless and barefoot and generally smelly. "There a 'fresher on this bucket o' bolts? We're gonna need one!"
Without any top on it was much clearer that he wasn't at all natural; his torso was heavily scarred and incredibly muscled, and he seemed to have no hair at all below the neck. As mentioned before he was scruffy and scraggly on top, desperately in need of a shave and a haircut (...two bits!). He seemed the sort of man who could force blast doors open through sheer might, if he didn't just blow them up or bypass them entirely.
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Jan 11, 2011 18:35:22 GMT -5
Post by Horrified on Jan 11, 2011 18:35:22 GMT -5
Nel had heard Romeo shout from the room he had decided to take for himself, luckily an empty one, and peeked in to see him topless and unkempt.
Nel successfully attempted to avoid staring after deciding that he preferred men who were less buff then Romeo was and pointed him to the door behind him which housed his complementary bathroom with all the gilded goods.
He'd kitted his ship out for comfort, each room was spacious, contained a double bed and had its own bathroom. All of them were luxuriously furnished, including the kitsch tasteful chandelier hanging on the above ceiling.
''If you don't like the way I decorated the room then you can change it yourself. This is your own personal space, so you can do what you want with it. Just keep it clean because nobody will clean it for you.'' He droned as he shuffled his way back up to the bridge where he'd talk to R/V about the next destination, which he'd just figured out now thanks to an oddly suspicious message he received that very instant on his personal wrist-mounted computer device thing. Hooking his computer up into the ships wireless network he spoke into it out of the ships tannoy systems.
Nel decided that this would be best delivered in the exaggerated tone of an annoying cruise ship pilot.
''Goooooood afternoon Moralists, this is you're captain speaking. We will be taking a very quick trip to the lovely world of Farrfin to sort out some unusual criminal activity which will hopefully be very exciting. So I urge you all to kick back, relax and enjoy the soothing sounds of the engine as it splutters into life for take off. Enjoy your flight.''
Pleased with his performance he smiled and signed off, skipping towards the bridge to see if R/V could stand having Nel try and fly the thing. All will be fun and games.
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