Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)
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				Title: <strong>Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vergil1989</strong> on <strong>10-07-2010, 02:36:24</strong>
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				Galactic Compendium link&nbsp; http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=74849.0 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=74849.0)<br>Recruitment thread link&nbsp; http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=73916.0 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=73916.0)<br>OOC thread link http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=74851.0 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=74851.0)<br><br>(Links to everything related to this at the top.&nbsp; Let's have a good time shall we?)<br><br>John Zatheral remembered the meeting in the Zeta Prime Capital Station as he rolled out of the military bunk that he shared with a woman that was twice his age and yet looked no older than 30 years old.&nbsp; Prolonged or he was a rookie back in basic.&nbsp; Stretching as he walked to the showers down the hall from the barracks on-board the transport ship he was on, the <em> U.S.S. Dauntless</em>, cruising through FTL to neutral ground for the most important meeting that had happened since the founding of the Council long before humanity&nbsp; was allowed a position in galactic politics.&nbsp; The details of the mission were simple; escort the representatives from all over the galaxy from the neutral zone to the Capital, and hope no one took an interest before they arrived at their destination.&nbsp; Too bad the NZ was Omega, one of the worst parts in the Terminus Systems, a series of planets and stars on the edge of the Milky Way galaxy.&nbsp; Still, most of the representatives and ambassadors were coming in from that direction, and so Alliance Command had wanted John and the <em>Dauntless</em> to meet the people there....hopefully before trouble found them first.<br><br>Three hundred years ago saw the end of the Reaper War; the Reapers being a race of sentient machines bent on destroying all traces of civilizations everywhere they found it every 50,000 years.&nbsp; They were far more advanced than the Council races had been, but if not for the actions of one woman, the galaxy as John knew it would not be around.&nbsp; She led the assault on the bastards that had wiped out the civilization, the Protheans, that had come before the Alliance and countless others before them.&nbsp; The losses were bad, but it saw the end of the Reapers once and for all after it was all said and done.&nbsp; John was a direct descendant of that same human Spectre who saved galactic life as a whole.&nbsp; Needless to say, he was pushed to be the best since he could remember.&nbsp; It wasn't bad though.&nbsp; Shaking the memories away his meeting a few days ago, John arrived at the armory, suited up into the combat armor, an N7 specialty given his Spectre status, before heading to the mess hall to grab a bite to eat.&nbsp; Everyone saluted him, knowing who he had come from even if he didn't feel all that special at the moment.&nbsp; John considered himself just another soldier trying to do his part.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Still need 2 or 3 yet.)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elfguy</strong> on <strong>10-07-2010, 19:22:49</strong>
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				Shakar sat in the command chair of her ship, looking out of the window in front of her, completely naked. Her eyes were closed, and she moaned softly as two human like males were leaned over her, massaging her breasts and inner thighs. The slaves looked at her with sad, but hateful eyes. Every now and then, she yelled at them. "Harder! Faster!" making both of them jump in surprise, and comply right away with their mistress's commands.<br><br>Then, after a long moment of this, Shakar simply stood up, throwing both slaves down harshly to the ground. She had become bored of this, as she often did, and she put her clothes back on. A simply leather bra, panties, and a sinister looking metal apparatus with tubes and various strange looking devices, which gave her nourishment and allowed her to remotely control her ship and 11 slaves.<br><br>This was a typical situation for one of her race, and it's not because she was going to some type of peace meeting that her traditions would change. Shakar was the head of the Slaving unit of her world, the ones who enslaved entire worlds after they were conquered by her race. She was extremely strong and dominating, a perfect girl, at least for the planet she came from.<br><br>She walked up to the command station, which was unnamed, and looked down at the console. They were getting close to the rendezvous location. She had no idea what she would find there, or if it was even worth the voyage, but the Elder Council had decided that they should be present to such an important meeting, and Shakar was the most logical choice. She sighed then pushed a button, opening the PA system throughout her ship. "Listen up, slaves. We're getting close to our target. Get everything ready." She knew her slaves would do what they were supposed to do. They were petrified of her. She held them by pure terror, as it had been for generations now.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Still need 2 or 3 yet.)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nyarly</strong> on <strong>10-07-2010, 22:18:20</strong>
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				Sarya was bored. She never traveled in a space ship before and was very excited at the beginning. But soon it became monotonous. Mainly that was because there were no other people to talk with. All the other people on the ship were pretty boring and often very busy. And as long as everything was fine, there wasn't much to do for her. Traveling through space wasn't as interesting as she thought. But she didn't wanted to complain. After all, she had the chance to see other worlds beside her own and she never visited the other planets on the Algol system. Everything she knew was the dry Motavia, practically nothing more than a whole big desert.<br><br>This wasn't always the case. While it had been a desert planet as long as it exists, there was a time, where it was green and fertile. After the planet Palma, the original home planet of the palmans, was destroyed, fugitive palmans began to settle Motavia and build a computer, called Mother Brain, which turned the barren land into a lush green. All went well, until&nbsp; Mother Brain malfunctioned. And it became worse. Behind Mother Brain's odd behavior was an malicious entity, called Dark Force, apparently the embodiment of evil. He plagued Algol a millennium earlier already, but was defeated by a woman with the name Alis Landale. And he was defeated again, by a man, who was her descendant. Yet another millennium later, he returned and was defeated again. It seemed like he returned every millennium...<br><br>But Sarya didn't really care about that. It was all long ago and the people, who defeated him were all long dead by now. All of that was the stuff of history books and could be just as well a movie of some sort. She didn't even care about the possibility of his return. After all, she wouldn't be alive anymore when it happened and he got defeated three times already. Somebody would do it a fourth time, she was sure of that. Algol wasn't very interesting beyond that. When she got the chance to visit other galaxies, she didn't even think about it.<br><br>Now she was on the way to a diplomatic gathering of some sort. She didn't really care about that either. She knew that the Federation of Free Peoples called for representatives of every race, but she doubted that numans would be heard, just as the native motavians. And sure enough, the only diplomats on the ship were palmans and dezolians. So there was nothing to gain for her own race.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Still need 2 or 3 yet.)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ironwolf85</strong> on <strong>10-07-2010, 22:19:26</strong>
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				Avelo was awoken by the the Laud Summoner next to the bed "M'lord we approach their station... you might want to get ready" he yawned and sat up, reaching over one of his consorts. He picked it up, stretching slightly "you don't need my premission Cleric... begin docking procedures" he ran a hand absentmindedly over one of his consort's backside, she was indeed wonderful, and had pleased him greatly. he wanted to have make love once more before they docked. he settled for stroking her hair, and looking to another consort.<br>"Shalia would you mind assisting me..." he looked at the brown haired woman who bowed and blushed slightly as his full attention fell upon her. "if I was to attend a confrience with deities of other worlds... it would be embarissing to have such a hard on" "yes m'lord" "would you be willing to help me with it..." "of course sir..." as she knelt down he began to dress in his finest robes, she did not tease or toy, but quickly began to nibble the tip and play with him. it was relaxing. the concubines always made these trips among the stars more interisting.<br>with that taken care of, he stepped off the ship in full vestments,&nbsp; tight white lamintar armor, and long blue vest with buckes across his chest. He wore a sword about his hip, a pair of white armored breeches, and black armored boots. a couple of tech-priests followed his imposing form as he arrives at the gate. on his arm was Shalia, as was custom.<br><br>neither had any idea of the strange events that would change this relationship forever.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Still need 2 or 3 yet.)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vergil1989</strong> on <strong>11-07-2010, 03:59:06</strong>
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				((Next time Ironwolf, wait for approval.&nbsp; You had a good character, just don't jump in until it's said you can please.&nbsp; It's considered kind of rude lol.))<br><br>http://images1.wikia.nocookie.net/masseffect/images/c/c8/Omega_03.jpg (http://images1.wikia.nocookie.net/masseffect/images/c/c8/Omega_03.jpg)<br><br>The NZ location was centered around Omega, a station that was home to people that didn't have anywhere else to go, to lawless criminals of every sort, to those that didn't like how the Council ran things and wanted to get away from it all.&nbsp; Solarians, Asari, Krogan, human, and dozens of other species lived in the mined out asteroid and space station in relative peace.&nbsp; The unofficial leader of Omega, an Asari, and a Matriarch by now, is still a force to be feared but respected since she keeps things in relative order.&nbsp; John knew the risks of having the Neutral Zone anywhere near Omega, as did the Council that had upped their numbers from 4 to 17, one for every race save the Vorcha who were still considered the scum of the universe, but again the representives were coming in that way, so there was little choice.&nbsp; Heading to the bridge per the captain's orders, John saluted.&nbsp; "Sir, you wanted to see me?"<br><br>The captain was male, in his late sixties, and as far as John knew, he had opted to stay old rather than have his genes messed with.&nbsp; "Yes Zatheral, I want your team together before the new arrivals start to show up.&nbsp; I don't want to leave anything to chance."<br><br>"Yes sir.&nbsp; Should we expect trouble do you think?&nbsp; This is the Terminus System, technically if not for the prior approval of the locals, we would have started a war for being out here since this isn't our place."&nbsp; John replied from behind his helmet, knowing he didn't have to say it but the captain nodded in agreement anyway.<br><br>"Like I said, be ready for anything.&nbsp; If raiders or pirates come out anywhere near the Mass Relay or from FTL in general, I want to be ready to send them the other way.&nbsp; This is a transport vessel, but she's got teeth and you know the Alliance can put them to use."&nbsp; That was the truth in a nutshell as John saluted again and went to gather the other Marines, about the same time the captain sent the general alert over the PA system.&nbsp; If trouble did come, the Dauntless would be ready for it.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Still need 2 or 3 yet.)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ironwolf85</strong> on <strong>11-07-2010, 06:27:11</strong>
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				The station was bare by Alevo's standards no icons, no motiefs, no inlays. a bit barren. as he strode through the station's hallway to the waystation. "Cleric... is this the correct station?" "yes m'lord..." came the response the shaven head, the flight goggles, white-green robes and winged motief across his chest marked him as a member of the flight crew.&nbsp; "hmmm... scribe... give me that" he was handed a rune slate, punched a couple of symbols "ahh there we go, hmmmm... the schedule says we're not to check in for at least 4 Surrita" he looked to the tech priests "I'd like to see some of the finer parts of this civilization..." he looked to Shalia and she bowed "you do enjoy slumming m'lord" "now now don't call it that... the darkened places are the places that need the touch of the Valor the most."<br>He looked over the balcony, and was properly intimidated "such bussle, such life..." he stared wide eyed "this is amazing" "m'lord" chimed in a scribe "our maping indicates the entire inside of the planet is simmilar." it was not calm nor serine like his home, it was as if a kind of united chaos perminated this place, hundreds of races and peoples busling among their customized, but orignally prefabricated, homes. it was strange, utterly alien, as was what happened next.<br>"Get off our SSSSStation..." a peice of rotten fruit flew across the terminal, it never hit it's target, one of his templars blocked it with his shield. it was some nasty reptillian looking creature. "down with...." it never finished the political statement, the templar charged the unarmed creature and pinned it down blade at it's throat.<br>"let the little thing go... it was just a peice of fruit" Avelo said calmly, the templar dropped the creature, and retook his position. avelo picked the strange creature up and dusted him off "next time rethink your actionsmy friend" and just walked away, leaving the creature puzzling.<br>"sir why did you spare it?" "we're from a strange land, we have to make a good first impression... if it happens again, simply take the hand that threw it." "yes sir"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Still need 2 or 3 yet.)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vergil1989</strong> on <strong>11-07-2010, 06:37:40</strong>
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				There was a few bars and shops spread across the station, but for the most part it was a maze of passageways and apartments both rich and poor seeming to have no seperation.&nbsp; Afterlife was the center of the Asari's 'base of operations,' a club that served more than the occasional beer or so the rumors said.&nbsp; More than one backroom deal happened there, and the 'woman' in charge, (the asari being monogendered so really they didn't have male and female halves like other races,) knew of the meeting of course.&nbsp; Information was her trade, as well as a number of different things from housing mercs to keeping the residents in line with an iron fist when the need arose.&nbsp; John thankfully got to the first arrivals before anyone else did, twenty Marines carrying a variety of assault rifles and shotguns to sniper rifles on their person, all 'loaded' up with thermal clips that could be modified to fit the situation.&nbsp; "You must be the first of the hopefully many reps we're trying to gather here before moving on to the Capital.&nbsp; John Zatheral, SPECTRE Operative and leader of the security team meant to escort you to the meeting once the rest have gathered here.&nbsp; To who do I owe the honor of addressing?"&nbsp; He asked, holding out his armored hand in typical Earth greeting unless such an act was offensive for the alien before him.&nbsp; What was he anyway?&nbsp; Half horse, half man from the look of it, but the rest appeared human.&nbsp; His trained tactical eyes spotted the guards without even having to do a thorough check of their gear.&nbsp; They all looked dangerous in their own way, but John was hoping the strangers were friendly.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Still need 2 or 3 yet.)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elfguy</strong> on <strong>11-07-2010, 06:57:22</strong>
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				Shakar sat on her chair, in the otherwise empty bridge, looking out of the window, bored. Then, the station came into view, as the ship slowed down, arriving near the designated position in space. She grumbled. It was a fine looking station, but it was a foreign place. When Shakar went to off world planets and stations, it was usually to collect slaves, and beat people down. Now however, she would need to behave, and she didn't know if she could do that for very long without becoming bored out of her mind.<br><br>She smashed the button on her chair, opening the communication channel. "Farel! Cut the engine, we're docking!" She stood up, and pushed a few controls on the pilot console, which made the ship automatically head for the nearest docking port. She then turned around and left the bridge, heading to the hatch. Hearing the loud metallic noise indicate the ship had made contact with the station, she opened the door, and stepped through, wondering what she would find on the other side.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Still need 2 or 3 yet.)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ironwolf85</strong> on <strong>11-07-2010, 07:23:35</strong>
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				Avelo took a moment to look the commander over, then grabbed the armored hand at the wrist shook it firmly. this was a man worthy of respect, probably a knight errant. "ahh an emmisary... I take it your master is awaiting us in a..." he looked around moving his hand slightly as he talked "a better place than this place... it's got a certan charm like poorer districts of home, but I'd rather not linger."<br>manners aside, Avelo concidered asking this man's master for a night alone with him. those worthy of respect, were also worthy to share his bed.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Still need 2 or 3 yet.)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vergil1989</strong> on <strong>11-07-2010, 07:35:26</strong>
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				"Well, if you want to call more than a dozen members of the current council my master then yes, you have it right.&nbsp; You speak as if you're from a medieval like world, and given your appearance you look like you walked straight out of a fantasy novel, if you'll pardon my expression.&nbsp; I'd like to know more about you if I may.&nbsp; Part of the reason why you were told to come here was so we could better understand who we were bringing in first and judge whether or not they were hostile before showing them too far into our part of the galaxy.&nbsp; If you'll pardon my questions, I would share some of my own knowledge with you as well in fair exchange."&nbsp; The guy had a very strong grip, that much was certain, but given his own enhancements in both biotics and cybernetics, John matched the strength without too much trouble.&nbsp; His N7 combat chasis would hopefully protect him enough to get a few shots off if things turned ugly.&nbsp; Speaking of which, Vorcha scavengers were on the move right towards their position from the look of things, and the usual guards seemed to have disappeared as a dozen of the buggers lined up shots with outdated but still powerful assault rifles.&nbsp; "Get DOWN!"&nbsp; He shouted, getting between the centuar looking guy and the Vorcha rogues, taking several hits to his chest and shields as he got in the way just in time.&nbsp; The armor and the shielding around it didn't allow any of the blue bolts in thankfully, but the shots still would leave bruises behind later most likely as he raised his hand and a ball of blue and black energy shot out of it, hitting the closest of the scavengers square in the chest.&nbsp; The effect of a Warp field of dark energy generated by a biotic was enough to rend flesh from bone and degrade armor in a matter of seconds, and the effects were gruesome to behold as the Vorcha was turned into a pile of smoking flesh.&nbsp; The Marines took flanking position and mowed down three more before having to take cover themselves.&nbsp; The few that were wounded quickly regenerated as they dived behind containers and walls, their bodies becoming stronger at the same time as they adapted to the situation, but concentrated fire still took the bastards down all the same.<br><br>http://cdn.obsidianportal.com/assets/7031/Vorcha.png (http://cdn.obsidianportal.com/assets/7031/Vorcha.png)
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				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Still need more women PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ironwolf85</strong> on <strong>11-07-2010, 16:47:26</strong>
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				"I thought they'd get the message" Avelo sighed. a couple of rounds simply bounced off, the weapons they were using were simple, and even by their own standards primitive. though the armor and fabric looked nearly mideval, the fabrics were interwoven with synthetic materals made to dissapate energy from shots or redirect them depending on the location of surrounding people. the bullets did not stop, they lost energy untill they simply bounced off the fabrics. of course this process took energy in and of itself, simmilar to a shield.<br>he sighed, and expanded the miniture crossbow, it worked like a rail gun, a spike tipped plasma generator on an steel rod. the blue flaming bolt tore through the Vorcha's weak shield, loging in it's stomach, there was an unpleasent screaming sound as he hit the floor, rolled around, and stopped moving. "it appears your pantheon has far less control than is neccary" sure enough the templars struck crushing another pair of Vorcha with their heavy blades.<br>As one of them got it into his head to run Avelo flicked his wrist and with a small bright force impacted him in the back of the skull, and yanking him backwards towards Avelo, the golden equine reached out and plucked the Vorcha from the air. "I gave you a warning... you should have heeded it... may your gods greet you with open arms" he tossed the weightless Vorcha over the ledge where he floated out, bounced off a building, and when the field dissapated fell to his death.<br>"now john... I believe we were discussing culture?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Still need more women PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elfguy</strong> on <strong>11-07-2010, 21:58:51</strong>
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				Shakar stepped through the hatch, ending up in one of the remote parts of the station. She looked around, seeing various people minding their own business. She once again grumbled, not knowing the place, and not used to being at a foreign location she couldn't just start ripping apart. She picked a direction and started walking off. The halls were dirty and there were strange looking alien sitting on the floor, apparently homeless, looking at her. As she looked back, they mostly all looked away. Shakar was pretty impressive to look at.<br><br>Soon, she arrived at the entrance to a large bar. It seems like the center of the station, a very important place, so she figured this might be as good a location as any to go to. She started to go in but the bouncer stopped her. "Hey! Only allowed..." Shakar didn't wait for him to finish however before she took him by the neck, and raised him several feet off the ground. "What is it, puny human?" The bouncer gasped and then replied, with fear on his face. "Uh.. nothing." Shakar put him down then went in the Afterlife.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Still need more women PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nyarly</strong> on <strong>11-07-2010, 22:47:25</strong>
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				Sarya was glad, when they finally arrived at the Omega station, although she doubted that she would like it. If that, what she was told was right, then it was filled with criminals, who have wouldn't hesitate to kill anybody for... pretty much everything. There was probably some exaggeration, but it surely won't be a pleasant place.<br><br>As they got off the ship, the security, Sarya included, quickly inspected the area. It was unlikely, that some criminals would simply attack a group like this, but they couldn't be careful enough. The station itself was boring, with a confusing layout, even the deserts of Motavia seemed to be more interesting, but one couldn't expect much from a space station. At least not a station like this.<br><br>Soon they made their way through Omega. There were three diplomats, two palman and one dezolian, 16 security guards and the captain of the ship. Sarya wondered if they even knew where they should go, but said nothing. She just wanted to get over with it and hoped that more interesting things would come later. However, she made sure to not let her guard down, especially not with the looks some of the people in the station gave them.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Still need more women PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vergil1989</strong> on <strong>12-07-2010, 05:13:40</strong>
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				Dusting himself off after the Vorcha had been dealt with, John and his dozen of Marines noticed that the crowds had come back as well as the guards employed by the Asari Matriarch.&nbsp; That attack had been planned, that much the SPECTRE knew.&nbsp; The Vorcha weren't that stupid to attack a full compliment of Marines and foreign guests on a whim, and he hated the fact he had fell for it.&nbsp; "Yeah, we were.&nbsp; I'm sorry about that Avelo, but since you and the rest of the representatives were coming in this way, it was decided that this station would be the best place to gather before moving onto the capital.&nbsp; The rest of Alliance space is better than this.&nbsp; Anyway, let's head to Afterlife, there's an Asari I need to ask a few questions...probably at gunpoint since the guards that patrol this place are all employed by her and they just happened to be gone right before those bastards showed up."&nbsp; Then he noticed that the centaur was quite calm despite being shot at.&nbsp; "You're no stranger to battle, mind telling me about your training on the way to Afterlife?"&nbsp; He asked as he led the way to the only 'safe' bar and club that was on the station.&nbsp; The Marines John planned to leave scattered about the entrance of the place so they could send him information on arrivals as they showed up and take sniping shots if the need arose.<br><br>Seeing that the human bouncer that was stationed at the front door was on the floor, a hand to his throat as if he'd been in a choke hold of some sort made John wonder if there was trouble ahead of him already after giving orders to his team to scatter and keep in radio contact at all times.&nbsp; Leading the group into enemy territory was probably not a good idea, but he didn't know what else to do at the moment.&nbsp; "Alright, I won't lie to you Avelo, the person in charge of this station is more dangerous than she seems.&nbsp; The Asari are a powerful race, and the one in charge of Omega is no exception.&nbsp; Matriarchs, as the one that I suspect is waiting for us within, are respected for their wisdom and experience given their age which is far more than my own, easily reaching in the thousand mark."&nbsp; The reason he was telling Avelo all this was because he wanted him to understand she wasn't an enemy they wanted to make if they could help it, but if she had let the Vorcha know what was going on, then that was in effect an act of war.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Still need more women PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elfguy</strong> on <strong>12-07-2010, 05:21:54</strong>
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				Shakar drank the red liquid from her glass. It was very mild, at least for her. However, she was much more interested in the Asari that was dancing just inches in front of her. She couldn't believe how the owner of this place would let people sit right in front of such sensual dancers. They were clearly slaves, they had to be. The dancing girl was so sensual, so pretty, Shakar had never seen anything like it.<br><br>She gave her a devious smile. "So, pretty one. Where do you come from? I'd love to know the location of your planet so I could.. visit." She was already planning to make all the Asari the slaves of her people, not knowing anything about them, simply based on their beauty. She would have to report her findings to the council, back on her planet. But then, a group of men coming in the bar caught her attention, and she stood up, crossing her arms and looking in their direction. She wondered if those people knew anything about this meeting she was supposed to attend.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Still need more women PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ironwolf85</strong> on <strong>12-07-2010, 05:56:46</strong>
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				As he and his escort followed John, Avelo continued to strike up the conversation. "All devinity must have some sort of training in combat, to become lax is to lose one's position, and fail one's people" he was unfazed by such questions, though found it odd that a high commander would question a divinity. then again such traits were valuable if kept in check.<br>"As first son of Avo, it is my duity to continue my father's legasy..."<br>"Hmm I suppose even a place of such anarchy must have someone to lord over it, grant peracles and such."<br>He was suprised by the tone of music he could feel the dark vibrations from here, they were arousing, but not his style. this woman was likely akin to a seer, though an obviously dark, her corruption was probably her strengh.<br>He steeled his mind and body for cush an encounter as they entered Underworld.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Still need more women PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vergil1989</strong> on <strong>12-07-2010, 06:08:21</strong>
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				The bouncers that were stationed around the club were easy to spot, nodding to the human as one held up an omni-tool and did a scan per his boss's request.&nbsp; "John Zatheral, tenth human SPECTRE, we had you tagged the moment you walked on this station."&nbsp; Botarian, six eyed and stronger than any one human by themselves.&nbsp; "You know how this works.&nbsp; Get upstairs and speak to Aria."&nbsp; John nodded and led the way to the two stairwells that went up to the balcony that overlooked the club's first level, a sub basement level with another bar and dance floor.&nbsp; Seeing an alien that John knew wasn't from around here, he motioned for Avelo to stay put and walked over to the table that had an Asari dancer who had thankfully not told the newcomer of her homeworld.<br><br>"You must be another member of the reps coming in.&nbsp; Nice to meet you."&nbsp; Something told the SPECTRE that he was dealing with a very dangerous individual.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Still need more women PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elfguy</strong> on <strong>12-07-2010, 13:46:45</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Shakar looked at the man standing in front of her. He looked important, and quite armored, but she wasn't impressed. She looked him and his men over for a few moments before replying. "So you're the reason I'm here, I suppose? I still don't know what this meeting is all about, but my people thought it could be useful to attend. I'm not convinced. I hope there is a great deal for my race to gain through this, or you will find me very angry."<br><br>It wasn't a direct threat, but something close to it. The simple fact was that Shakar was not used to discuss things, or compromise on anything. She was a conqueror, one who took what and who she wanted.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Still need more women PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ironwolf85</strong> on <strong>13-07-2010, 00:55:33</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Avelo was not going to stand idely by and be ordered around. He would find somthing to do with his time, he would gain the good will of the locals.<br>He walked to the bar, "excuse me, your people seem to enjoy your alcaholic substances. How much to buy all the others here a round?" the creature at the bar looked up with puzzlement "2789 credits, plus tax" he had no idea the tax was really the bartender taking advantage of someone so obviously out of place.<br><br>"So be it. Scribe!" the scribe at his sholder stepped foreward, he'd left all but his consort and attending scribe outside. "Check the power levels" he held out his gauntlet. "they're fine m'lord" Avelo turned to the bartender put his hands togeather on the table and in a small flash a handfull of small gold bars appeared. He poured them into the bartender's lap. "Will that be enough." "Y...yes sir." he began pouring drink quickly eager to take the gold and go.<br><br>The Shriaa pulled at his arm "if your father knew you were interacting with such riff-raff..." Avelo silenced her with a kiss on his lips.&nbsp; "Of course the people here... they lack strengh of heart, so the easiest way to minuplate them is through their pockets and bedrooms." He kissed her again. it appeared his generosity was paying off, a number of the blue dancers were beginning to eye the patron with a golden pockets.<br>He took one of the drinks for himself., downing the entire thing in one gulp. "oooh.. that kind of burns.... tastes industrial. Scribe fetch a cask from the ship, I will not have this meeting marred by drinking swill."<br>Sure enough down the line it went, to the scribe, to the crewmen, to the quartermaster, back to the crewman, and in a few minutes the scribe was carrying a small cask.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Still need more women PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vergil1989</strong> on <strong>13-07-2010, 01:26:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				John sighed but nodded, motioning for her to follow before he headed back to Avelo and his attendants.&nbsp; Seeing him at the bar didn't bother the SPECTRE much as he nodded to the bartender in greeting.&nbsp; "Keep your eyes sharp, Aria has probably arranged her goons around the club in case trouble comes up."&nbsp; He offered in warning as he went upstairs to speak to the Asari Matriarch.&nbsp; The woman herself was surrounded by a number of Batarian guards, the blue skinned alien just as intimidating as Shakar was in her own way.<br><br>"Zatheral, or should I call you Shepard?&nbsp; I was wondering when you were gonna show up."&nbsp; She was facing away, looking out over the balcony and thus, over her 'kingdom' as she liked to call it.&nbsp; "You don't have to say a word, the attack outside the docking bay was indeed planned, but not by me.&nbsp; Someone bought off my guards so that the Vorcha could make a move on the aliens visiting Omega on official Council business.&nbsp; I am many things but I am not stupid, the offender has been dealt with already.&nbsp; That's not why I called you up here though."&nbsp; John nodded as the Asari turned around and motioned for him and the two that were with him to sit down or stand as they wished.&nbsp; "You are not the only group that is going to be attacked, and as much as I hate the Alliance, I won't have a war started over a petty reason as new tech brought in by your arrivals.&nbsp; The Blood Pack is making a move on the last of the arrivals that showed up shortly before you did.&nbsp; She's located in the markets right now, her group having lost their way among the many alleyways.&nbsp; I suggest you get there first since the krogan mercs have hired on some Asari bodyguards."<br><br>"So why are you telling us all this besides the obvious, you don't want a war between the Terminus and the Alliance, you don't play nice last I heard."&nbsp; John asked, leaning forward and locking eyes with the woman despite the fact he was still wearing his helmet.<br><br>"You really want to know?&nbsp; Let me put it in terms that you'll understand then.&nbsp; There's no ruler to Omega and only one rule."&nbsp; Leaning forward as well, Aria spoke her next words with all of her considerable power behind them.&nbsp; "Don't fuck with Aria.&nbsp; The balance of power has stayed the same for far longer than you have been alive, and I don't plan to have it shift now."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Still need more women PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elfguy</strong> on <strong>13-07-2010, 02:11:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Shakar followed the officer, not because he asked, but because she didn't have anything better to do. When the group got in front of the Asari, apparently leader of the place, Shakar crossed her arms and listened to her talk, staying silent. As she did, Shakar became more and more impressed with her. This was someone she could respect. Not only was she beautiful, she was also powerful, and knew it.<br><br>Shakar wasn't used to respecting people, especially strangers, but this was a rare case. It was obvious in her face and expression, as she grinned slightly at Aria's last comment. On her planet, people were used to strength and power, but they didn't consider themselves pretty or beautiful. That was for the people they conquered. Shakar would pick a cute male or female from the latest race they had vanquished, and simply made them her pets. To meet someone who combined both power and cuteness was a sight to behold.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Still need more women PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ironwolf85</strong> on <strong>13-07-2010, 18:16:38</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Avelo had little to say on the encounter... he was unfimilar with their customs of the leadership. as such, he simply relaxed and had a drink. "the solution is simple then is it not?" he took a sip "you hunt down and kill the blood pack down and remove them?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Still need more women PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vergil1989</strong> on <strong>13-07-2010, 22:03:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Aria looked to the 'divine' member of the group and nodded, glad someone was keeping up.&nbsp; John got up but was stopped by the Asari.&nbsp; "Try not to leave too big of a mess behind.&nbsp; Your predecessor left a high body count the last time things got out of hand as they are now."&nbsp; John didn't pay her any mind, gathering the group to head for the Markets where the last of their known group was about to be ambushed.<br><br>(Nyarly, this means you.)<br><br>"Take flanking positions!"&nbsp; The Krogan leader shouted to his thirty or so warriors with ten Asari mercenaries that had been bought with a fair amount of credits, the Blood Pack wielding heavy shotguns and rocket launchers capable of putting holes in even a battle mech's armor.&nbsp; The Outsiders would be no problem...
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Still need more women PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nyarly</strong> on <strong>13-07-2010, 23:05:00</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Suddenly, gunshots were heard. They were quite distant, but still the group took cover and Sarya and the other guards stood before the diplomats, ready to protect them. As nothing happened for a while, they resumed their way.<br><br>"Should we really go on like that?" Sarya said. "It is too dangerous here and this gathering is not worth it."<br><br>"What are you talking about, numan?" one of the palman diplomats replied, in a clearly disapproving tone. "We have to get to it, even if it costs our live. Or yours, which is more likely. It can, no will, have a great influence over the future of the Algol system, especially Motavia. But someone like you could never understand something like this."<br><br><em>He surely likes numans,</em> she thought sarcastically. But she stayed quiet and walked along, even more careful then before. She hated to admit it, but she was scared quite a bit. It all was so alien here, nothing like her homeplanet and she barely had an idea, what kind of threats they would have to expect. However, she had another thing.<br><br>A very bad feeling.<br><br>She had her handgun drawn, ready to shoot anything, that threatens their group and on her hands were a pair of claws, attached, ready to slice up anything, that came to close. No, Sarya had no hope that they will leave this planet without a fight.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Still need more women PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elfguy</strong> on <strong>13-07-2010, 23:45:09</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Shakar looked back at Aria as they left, then followed John. He looked at him and commented casually "You know, I'm fine with fighting, even though I'm still not sure what's happening around here, but you better have a proper reward if you expect me to stick around like that." She wasn't used to following and obeying to others, and wouldn't do it for very long without a good reason.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Still need more women PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheGlyphstone</strong> on <strong>15-07-2010, 23:19:15</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Hyper translation successful, Captain."<br>"Noted, Lieutenant. Secure for n-space running, and get a passive sensor sweep. Engineering, reconfigure for impellers - once we locate this Zeta Station, I want a course laid in."<br>"Set for impellers, aye."<br><br><br>Fredrico rubbed his temples irritably from his seat off to the side of the cruiser's bridge, working off the migraine headache that hyper travel always gave him. It was a physical reaction, similar to the nausea most other people suffered when crossing between hyperspace and n-space, but the doctors had never found a specific cause.<br><br>&nbsp;He watched the activity of the ship's crew bemusedly, having effectively no idea what they were doing outside of a basic layman's knowledge. He was no spacer, having spent the first third of his life on San Martin and the remainder on Sphinx. He was a forester by heart and trade, which had made his selection to head the impromptu commitee sent to this 'inter-universal conference' all the more surprising...but then, it wasn't all due to him. Reaching up again, he scratched the ears of his bonded treecat Maria, the official representative of the treecat species for the delegation. Despite his lack of diplomatic training, that made him the <em>de facto</em> human representative as well.<br><br>Around him, the ship was getting under way, heading in from the hyper limit towards their destination. Who - or what - he'd find there, he could only imagine.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Still need more women PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vergil1989</strong> on <strong>16-07-2010, 00:18:09</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				((Finally lol.&nbsp; Glad you could join us Glyph buddy.))<br><br>John saw the expertly laid trap and hoped they wouldn't be too late.&nbsp; "Come in ground team, the last of our known group is about to be ambushed in the Market section.&nbsp; I need everyone down here now!"&nbsp; He shouted into his radio, already getting his assault rifle ready, and seeing the first of the thirty Krogans and their Asari commandos in his sights, let loose a concentrated stream of blue bolts that tore through the shields but not the heavy duty Krogan armor the alien warrior, proud and stronger than any one human, Krogan who quickly growled, turned around, and saw the SPECTRE and the group behind him.<br><br>"You bastard!"&nbsp; The Krogan roared a challenge and hefted the weight of his shotgun before opening up, but John was already gone, taking cover behind a nearby wall.&nbsp; The thirty Krogan that were spread out around the numan's group turned and saw the new arrivals and quickly tried to regroup to accommodate for the unexpected arrivals.&nbsp; "Aria must have told them about us!"&nbsp; John heard one of the Asari soldiers yell, right before a bullet took her head off her shoulders from one of the Marine snipers that John had brought with him.&nbsp; Thank God for small favors.&nbsp; The Asari would be dangerous with their biotics, but the Krogan were able to regenerate like the Vorcha, and they were far stronger than both humans and Asari when it came to physical strength.&nbsp; This would be a hard fight.<br><br>http://masseffected.pbworks.com/f/1199994041/mass-effect-20070613115039155.jpg (http://masseffected.pbworks.com/f/1199994041/mass-effect-20070613115039155.jpg)<br>((General Krogan appearance.))
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Still need more women PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>16-07-2010, 00:31:33</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>Silver Song</em>, known to the rest of the universe as <em>Maria</em> purred softly in response to the ear scratching.&nbsp; &nbsp;While this wasn't the first time that she'd experienced space travel, she didn't like it any better this time than any other trip that had been made before.&nbsp; She didn't know why she was initially surprised that she'd been selected among all the clans to deal with this matter.<br><br>There were exactly three memory singers that had been adopted: one was on Manticore in the House of the Earl of White Haven, the second on Grayson in the House of the Protector, and she was the third.&nbsp; Which meant that the responsibility had fallen to her.<br><br>And she still hated space travel.<br><br>She unwound her body from Fredrico's shoulder, bouncing with deceptive lightness to the deck.&nbsp; She turned to look at her long suffering human companion, sitting up on her true legs with a soft "Bleek!" of amusement then her remaining four limbs flashed in what had become known as Treecat sign.<br><br><em>There'd better be celery involved with dinner.</em><br><br><br><br>Maria's ears flickered in amusement before she turned away then padded over to sit on the deck next to the tactical officer.&nbsp; &nbsp;She'd managed to startle the female who occupied the seat by her interest.&nbsp; Fortunately, the ships captain (the one with the white head covering) was not only interested in Treecats but also had taken the effort to learn 'sign even though he wasn't an adoptee himself.&nbsp; Not only did he set a good table (and understood the importance of celery with dinner) but had actually allowed her to move around the bridge, even letting her observe the various displays.&nbsp; As long as she kept her hands off of the controls and didn't distract any of the crew.<br><br>Maria's attention remained fixed on the tactical display as she sat next to the tactical officer.&nbsp; Hopefully, she'd understand what it all meant by the time that they got home.&nbsp; But the whole thing just fascinated her.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Still need more women PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ironwolf85</strong> on <strong>16-07-2010, 20:32:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"m'lord you shouldn't get involved in so many fights" said Serria as his side "It is by divive calling sorry M'dear" he gave her a tender kiss before diving off the balcony towards the Krogen below.<br>Most men might have backed down, or dove for cover, but Avelo did not think of himself as a man. He believed he was of divine blood, he was superior, against such lesser creatures he was invincible.<br><br>This was simply not true but the illusion was so good as to fool the one who created it. The metal slugs bent and curved around him. The first krogen he hit was a fresh recruit, the blade severed his head. Avelo was at near full charge, and creating a new sword was nothing to him. He left the blade buried in the krogen's stump of a neck as he danced to the next one, taking his leasurly time.<br>The next he drove two blades into, the third was pinned to the metal wall by a blade through the sholder and another through the wrist, he did not die being a krogen he was especally hardy. Avelo was suprised at it's resiliance to pain, and pinned the other arm to the wall.<br><br>His interist was cut short as a burst of fire was deflected into the Krogen's skull. He was having a ball.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Still need more women PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elfguy</strong> on <strong>16-07-2010, 20:52:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Shakar walked behind John and was fairly unconvinced by his words. When she noticed the attackers, she groaned. It's not that she didn't like combat, on the contrary, but she liked to fight for a reason, that reason usually being herself and her people gaining new resources or slaves. She still hadn't gotten a good argument from the man that apparently was leading all this.<br><br>So when the assault started, she stayed back, and crossed her arms, looking at some of the eager ones go on full offense. However, soon she noticed a large Krogan come in from behind. The attacker went straight towards John, aiming his blaster at his head, and preparing to fire. Shakar looked him over for a moment. He was big, tall, and looked really strong. And that was what decided her. She wanted to see how much of a challenge these beasts were.<br><br>She quickly went to the Krogan, and punched his rifle away, sending it against the wall. The surprised attacker looked at her with cold eyes. He yelled a loud bestial shout, then put both hands on Shakar's shoulders, attempting to throw her to the ground. That, she liked. A pure melee fight, against a worthy opponent.<br><br>She grabbed the Krogan by the arm with one hand, and punched him in the chest several times with the other, keeping her ground at the same time. The Krogan sort of winced, but kept coming. He changed tactic, seeing he wasn't able to unbalance the alien, and instead punched her exposed chest, then brought another punch to her face.<br><br>Shakar bent down, surprised at how strong the punch had been, and then green blood started dripping from her nose. She looked up at the Krogan and smiled. "Damn that's hot!" she commented, then used her lowered position to rush straight into the attacker, taking him by surprise and unbalancing him. She sent him to the ground, and jumped on top of him, before pounding him with hits.<br><br>She punched his face over a dozen times before he started bleeding, and then it took several more before the attacker finally stayed motionless. Shakar stood back up, her hand covered with blood, before looking around, ready for her next opponent.<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Still need more women PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nyarly</strong> on <strong>16-07-2010, 21:17:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Enemies!" one of the guards suddenly shouted.<br><br>Just as Sarya thought. But it seemed that these creatures, she had no idea what they were supposed to be, were in a fight with some other people. However, there was no doubt that they were a threat to her own group. While the diplomats took cover, Sarya and the other guards rushed forward and opened fire. Some of the creatures turned to them and started shooting themselves. A palman guard near Sarya dropped to the floor, a big wound in his chest. The numan on the other hand avoided being hit, nimble dodging the shots. <br><br>She tried to get close to them, as she was much better in melee than ranged combat. She hit one of them in the shoulder and as he cringed, got close enough to slash her claws on he, tearing up his face. Quickly she dodged a shot by another one and took cover behind a nearby wall.<br><br>Looking at her group, she saw that two other guards and even one of the diplomats were lying on the floor, bleeding severely.<br><br>"Damn!" she cursed. "What are you beasts?!"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Still need more women PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vergil1989</strong> on <strong>16-07-2010, 21:30:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				John was the dangerous factor in the fight, tearing apart three Asari commandos with his own biotic implants, lifting them up and tossing them against a wall with enough force to shatter their spines and cave in their skulls.&nbsp; He carved a path through the Krogan line with his Marines and Avelo's group backing him up.&nbsp; Shakar was surprisingly strong, beating the hell out of a Krogan with her bare fists.&nbsp; Getting to the Numan's group, the rest of the Blood Pack and the remaining members of the Asari cut their losses and split, several more being picked off by the Marines and John, leaving over a dozen critically injured Krogans behind, their regen unable to keep up with the damage without help.&nbsp; Help they'd never get as the wounded were shot as an act of mercy and justice for the people the criminal organization had hurt and killed in their operations.&nbsp; "Get a medical team down here for this group.&nbsp; Hold on, who's in charge here?"&nbsp; He asked, hoping someone would come forward as he put pressure on the wound of one of the diplomats, trying to stop the person from bleeding out.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Still need more women PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrazyIvan</strong> on <strong>16-07-2010, 21:59:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The destroyer class ship would have warped in using the traditional and rather quick FTL travel device to get into the galaxy. Once in Michelle wanted to keep up the appearances of being a part of this place so they used the mass relays, which were a bit difficult to use at first. In fact the first time the helmsmen tried to jump he was off by a wide margin, which set them back in terms of time. Though eventually he got the hang of it and they made it to where the station was suppose to be relatively peacefully. Part due to there ship looking a bit out of place and the fact that even though it was a destroyer class it was still fairly big at more then 350 meters long and boasting a crew of 250 Atlaticans on board. There were no visible weapons on the ship as they had hidden them all underneath the hall, mainly to look more peaceful.<br><br>Michelle had wanted to travel in a lighter ship with less crew, but the council forbade her from doing it, saying it was unsafe for her to go so lightly armored. After all they didn't know how they would greet them, these people could be like the Varians for all we know is what they said. Even remembering that name cased a small shiver in her, gave her some goose bumps, and made a did of hatred boil up inside of her, though it quickly past as she remembered that they were long gone. She had been in her room preparing her clothes and other things, like a miniature APR, which basically just served as a pistol. She was also brushing her tail, with was long and soft like a cats, with one of her many brushes. She would get up slowly and look in the mirror that was there and look over her body, which had been redone a bit before coming on this trip.<br><br>Michelle always loved animals and liked to look the part when she could and this was the perfect chance as well, considering they for now wanted to keep something hidden looking a bit different made them seem like a different species. In fact everyone on the ship basically looked like a cat-human mix, after all it was the Empress orders and who were they to disobey and most liked it as well. She stood there for a bit before quickly changing and putting on her armor suit which was skin tight, but basically felt like you were wearing nothing at all. Though it still provided all the support she needed, and in fact could be worn as clothes, bust she always found it looked odd so she put on other clothes over it. She put on a dress, did up her white hair, and even added a little bell and ribbon on the bottom of her tail, just because she could. <br><br>As she was finishing she got a call from the bridge "M'lady, would you come to the bridge" it was the captain speaking. She didn't give him a response instead she just finished packing and made her way to the bridge. When she got there the captain and everyone on the command bridge turned and either saluted or bowed to her, that was one thing that got old so quickly. After the bow and salutes everyone went back to doing there jobs and other duties. Michelle walked up to the captain "captain you called me to the bridge?" she asked him looking over how he tried to look serious, but it looked funny that he had cat ears and a tail. "Yes M'lady I did" he said in a very business like way "as per your orders you were to be summoned when we were with in range of..." he drifted off and looked down at a datapad that was close by "Omega Station" he said reading off of it, before looking back at Michelle.<br><br>"Ah, yes thank you captain" she said with a smile as she looked out the main viewer at a zoomed in image of the station that they were approaching. She looked at all the ships coming to and from it and was amazed by the variety of ships that were buzzing and flying around. Some of them didn't look that advanced, but then again it was all new to her, till know she had never seen another galaxy, let alone the one that she was born in. To her it felt sort of like coming back home after a very long trip and she smiled as she thought that to herself. She turned to the captain "so do we have docking clearance yet or are you still trying to figure out how that works?" she asked. The captain nodded "we have clearance and are on our approach now to dock, now M'lady..." he only said the first part and she was already gone to get her stuff read and to explore the station, without guards. The captain signed and shook his head as they pulled into the station "all hands prepare for docking procedures" he said through the ship wide communication system. Michelle had already got her bag, APR - pistol, and anything else she needed and was light and was already to depart as soon as the ship docked. She was so excited to finally arrive here and wanted to explore with out the overbearing protective body guards.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ironwolf85</strong> on <strong>17-07-2010, 00:42:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The fight was over Avelo did not stop "Come back you cowards!" he charged after the bloodpack blade in hand "FACE ME!" The golden warrior grabbed a Krogan with a gold Biotic and dragged him back. He flew into the opposite wall impacting hard enough to break his neck. "COME BACK!" He hit the back of the fleeing group with a wave of energy, it caused them to fly foreward off their feet hitting those in front of them. he did not make deferance, if they fell in front of him he just stepped on them.<br><br>The Bloodpack left the fallen behind, they slammed the metal door closed. Avelo jammed a blade in the doorway and began to try to open it with his raw strengh. It was actually budging, though slowly. Metal ground against metal, the gears whined in protest as he forced it open.<br><br>He did not expect an Asari commando to be on the other side with a pistol "Block this Fucker..." she pulled the trigger. To Avelo's, that he could get hurt was nearly impossible, that he could die... never entered his mind. If it had, it might have saved him.<br>the bang of a heavy pistol and the emptying of a chamber was heard, his technology could not protect him from a shot inside his auraic field. The bullet emerged out the back of his skull carrying a trail of bright red blood behind it. Avelo fell backwards onto the deck plating making a thud and not moving, his golden form lying in a pool of blood.<br><br>"M'LORD" his consort came to his side, the rest of his entourage ran to look him over. the tech-priests applying their esoteric technology the best they could. the templars took an arm each and carried their broken lord towards his ship. the consort shook him "wake up... Wake up!"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ironwolf85</strong> on <strong>17-07-2010, 00:47:46</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				[had to add this part because I'm on a roll.]<br>an hour later.<br>nothing..........<br>For Avelo everything went white.... broken... fragmented... his mind floated in empty limbo. he could die like any person, even if they could bring him back. But brain damage... brain damage meant loss of persionality loss of memory.<br><br>Avelo woke up in a coffen of steel, he pushed the lid off "agh... what the hell... that fucking hurt..." his first thought was of his consort, not war, not victory, it was her. somehow... he felt diffrent. he'd never swore before. The techpriests buzzed around and the high navigator rushed to is side. "Sir... M'lord" "Where's Sharra" he began to get up "she's in your quarters as always please stay down full muscle reconstruction is not complete" "what am I missing" he sat up in the coffin. "well you do not have the ambrosia injections, you have 26% less muscle 23% less intigration with the info web"<br><br>He shook his head and looked in the glass smooth floor, looking himself over "my appearance..." he smiled looking himself over "hmmmm... looks more diplomatic, less intimidating. keep the ambrosia for now, the injections" he wiggled his toes for the first time "hmmm... humanlike feet no more hoofnails..." he grabbed a medical robe and went to see Sharra.<br>She huged him and kissed him tender embracing he held her close to himself. but their reunion was cut short. "Sir... would you like to contact the other diplomats?" came the laud hailer. "yes, patch me through to john. oh and schedule a sparing match with Templar Lutenent Renna"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elfguy</strong> on <strong>17-07-2010, 00:56:07</strong>
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				After finishing his Krogan, Shakar turned and sent a couple more hits to various other attackers. The fight was over quickly however, with the attackers fleeing. While she didn't want to fight at first, now she was almost sad that it ended so fast. She didn't even get to pull her blade at all, having used only her fists.<br><br>As she was cleaning herself on the armor of one of the dead enemies, she suddenly heard a whimper from behind a crate, along a wall, where no one else was. She got curious and went to see. There, on the ground, was one of the Asari commando that Shakar had punched without even realizing it. She was obviously hurt, and holding her side. She was dressed in a full black outfit, with only her head visible. Shakar looked at her for a moment. The Asari was so beautiful, and she could sense the power in her, although she was now suffering.<br><br>As she came near, the Asari saw her, and tried to raise her hands to send some bionic attack her way. However, being hurt already, she couldn't manage to get them up in time, and Shakar grabbed her by the wrist. The girl screamed as she gripped her strongly, and pulled her upright. She held her by one wrist, and started to caress her body over her tight black suit. The Asari looked at her with complete disdain, with fire in her eyes. Shakar was so impressed by her defiance, just like what she sensed from Aria back in Afterlife. This race was truly something to behold.<br><br>She brought the girl's hands behind her back, and pulled a wire that was falling from the ceiling, using it as a crude binding device, tying up the Asari's hands behind her back. She then went back to the group, forcefully pushing the injured Asari in front of her. Shakar looked at John and said firmly, as a statement of fact and not a request "I'm keeping this one."<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vergil1989</strong> on <strong>17-07-2010, 01:06:08</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				John looked to Avelo and saw him fall, a bullet through his brain.&nbsp; "Son of a bitch!&nbsp; Where the Hell did that shot come from?!"&nbsp; Seeing the Asari within his shield, holding a pistol to the back of his head, John raised his hand and the blue skinned woman bent double as she was pulled apart by John's anger, shredding her into tiny pieces before he could stop himself.&nbsp; The exertion, the mental attack made him have a nose bleed, but John paid it no mind, turning back to the diplomat and applying an infusion of medi-gel until better care could be provided.&nbsp; An hour of cleanup later, and a message came through to John he thought he'd never get.&nbsp; "Avelo?&nbsp; How the Hell did you survive that shot?&nbsp; Your boys weren't too happy I might add, but I can't say I blame them after everything that happened down here."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>17-07-2010, 01:34:56</strong>
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				(http://attachments.conceptart.org/forums/attachment.php?attachmentid=790747&amp;stc=1&amp;d=1254209724)<br><br>Chloe's ship dropped out of FTL on the edge of the system, though it dropped out moving at near lightspeed. The ship was a scout, or at least, that was the word the Var would use for it. It was small, only really consisting of three small compartments. She sat on the bridge, a space with a single-chair, and dozens of displays all showing the star-system she'd just entered in ways that would confuse and probably annoy most other species. Even minutes out from the station at her current speed, her Var sensors had already picked up the signs of violence inside the station.<br><br>Omega Station, a name that she had to admit was apt. It did seem, if she was to indulge in a archaic view, like the ass-end of space. She had expected that the whole matter would not be particularly peaceful, and the foremost social experts of the Var had agreed wholeheartedly. Her ship counted down, the speed at which she was going made the trip seem even shorter to her than it would be to those observing from the station. She stood up from her seat, her ship capable of signalling the station, and docking without her. Actually, it was capable of making the whole trip without her, an option she'd considered. Though, she felt that appearing only as a proxy would send a message she didn't intend, to those unable to grasp the benefits of doing so, without thinking it a slight.<br><br>Chloe stood briefly before her mirror, her hair shifting colours from blonde, to black, until she finally settled on white. Her body was far more purely aesthetic than the vast majority of Var, and so, she hadn't neglected the importance of aesthetics in dealing with other races. She stepped into a self-sealing black garment, that really only served to cover her more human-looking aspects. Still, she would look out of place, but having a face that was decidedly human, and a body that would look at least, comfortable, to other races was important as well.<br><br>She had a moment of trepidation as she moved to stand by the hatch that would open into the station, but put it out of her mind. Whatever she'd find, she knew intellectually that there was very little to fear, still that was not very comforting to some parts of her brain.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ironwolf85</strong> on <strong>17-07-2010, 02:10:51</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I am a divinity John" he smirked, slightly doubting it, but squashing that doubt quickly. "it takes more than a rouge woman with one of those... what are they called... guns, marvelious weapons I must get more info on them." he was slightly less muscular, and far more handsome now, he took a sip from the wine jug, his concubine hanging with an arm over his side.<br><br>"A good rebirth does wonders for one's sex drive." he ran a hand over Sarra's leg Give me a call when the rest of the diplomats arrive John. This is a strange and wonderful universe you have." He turned pinning Sarra to the bed she smiled up under him, giving him a tender kiss on the neck. "Oh and get me the Laud adress of that young woman, the one that nearly snapped a... Krogran is it... in half. I'd love to explore closer relations with her sometime." he shut off the laud caller.<br><br>He took Sarra into his arms running his new handover her soft supple skin. her mother had been a consort, as had her father. soft, warm, and luxeruous against his flesh, years had made her a consort of little compare. He grabbed her breasts, running new hands over them, again feeling them for the first time. He held her close, running her against his hipps. She moaned in response, feeling his golden body against her she ran her fingers through his hair. He kissed her neck, she wrapped her legs against him and Avelo thrust foreward losing his virginity again. e began to roll and buck with a rythim his mind remembered but his body had not rehearsed, she was hot wet and sweet as he'd remembered. But feeling for the first time was delicious beyond his discription.<br>Her breath and sweat smelled as sweet as she tasted between the legs, he kissed her intermingiling his tounge with hers. Among the incense filled chamber they made love, and without sunrise or sunset they continued untill they were interupted my somthing. <br><br>Meanwhile the Techpriests and crew went out and mingled with the crews of the other members of crews, doing the things that such people do.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elfguy</strong> on <strong>17-07-2010, 02:30:23</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Without waiting for an answer from John, Shakar turned around and left the group, carrying her new prize with her. The Asari Commando struggled, trying to bite her hand, and protested firmly. "Let me go you freak!!" she said. But Shakar simply smiled at her.<br><br>Dragging her all the way back to her ship, she got quite a few confused looks from bystanders, but since her captive was an Asari Commando, a criminal basically, no one interfered. Back to her ship, one of her 11 slaves she kept on board greeted her at the entrance hallway. A short grey male, with antennas on his head, and a long tail. "Welcome home, mistress. Is this a new addition to your crew?" Shakar nodded. "Yes. This is a fiery one. She could take all of you pathetic slaves in one shot, she is so much better than you." The grey male simply bowed his head, used to Shakar's taunts. "Yes mistress."<br><br>She brought the Asari to the bottom deck, and put her in a cell. "I wish I had time to break you right now hon, but I can't, I have to go back and see what's next on the agenda of this John male. But don't worry, I will be back for you." The Asari spit in Shakar's face. "The queen will have your head!" Shakar simply smiled. "Don't ever lose that fire spirit!"<br><br>She closed the door, making sure to leave her solidly tied up, and went back upstairs. Before leaving, she told the grey male slave "Don't go near my new pet, if you do she will tear you apart, and if she doesn't, I will." The slave nodded, and Shakar went back out to the station, back where she had left the group.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheGlyphstone</strong> on <strong>17-07-2010, 02:51:37</strong>
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				(http://i126.photobucket.com/albums/p116/ArcherYiZe/boats_07.jpg)<br><br>Rolling his eyes, Fredrico eyed Maria askance. "You're a greedy girl, you know that? There might be celery, Ms. "Ambassador", but you'll have to be on your best behavior - and you might want to ration our supply all the same. We can't exactly go tearing back to Manticore to resupply, and for all we know, this universe doesn't even have celery, or its celery is poisonous, or something. Ask one of the astrophysicists."<br><br>The Manticoran heavy cruiser swept in-system, closing on the brightly lit Omega Station. After a short conversation with the station staff, they maneuvered to an appropriate heading, cutting impeller drives the regulation five kilometers out from a zero-zero intercept and coasting in on reaction thrusters to be picked up by a waiting tractor tug. At least, Fredrico thought of it as a tractor tug - its tech was different, something centered on manipulation of mass instead of the gravitics that his world was founded on, but they functioned effectively identically for their purposes. The ship drifted into a parking orbit, and a chime on the bridge sounded indicating that their pinnace was prepped. This Omega Station was not equipped to properly dock a ship half a kilometer long, but they could provide a docking slot for the jumbo-jet sized pinnace.<br><br>"Here we go, girl. Game faces on, who knows what we'll run into here."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrazyIvan</strong> on <strong>17-07-2010, 03:32:29</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Michelle's ship had docked during the firefight, and because of it the unloading and docking procedures were much longer. They had to wait in dock sitting there for sometime, before they finally let them on the station and as soon as she could she ran in. She ditched her bodyguards, much to their displeasure, though not like they were expecting her to stay with them, but still it would have been nice. But her guards also knew that she could easily take care of anything she ran into and if anything most people just seemed to give them a bit of strange looks, but nothing hostile. So the guards would slowly make their way through the check points, their APR on their backs looking kinda of like a backpack, and then look for Michelle.<br><br>Meanwhile the captain was getting the ship in order and telling people to be careful if they wanted to get off and to bring their guns. As well as be ready to go to Michelle's aid if she did need it, and a note to that was keep what we truly are a secret for now if you can. Some of the crew would get off others would stay on and get the ship ready in case it had to leave in an emergency and evacuate Michelle, though they doubted that would happen never hurts to have an escape plan. Those that went off and even those that stayed on all look like cat people so there would now be a couple of them walking around the station.<br><br>Michelle had run through the check points as quickly as possible into the main hub of the station where there were tons of people of every race. In way it sort of reminded her of the home planets of the Atlantic Empire in that there were so many different looking species and people gathered together in one spot. Though Michelle doesn't look like a child, or could even be mistaken for one based on looks as she is quite tall and very feminine looking, she started to act like one as she looked at everything. Her eyes soaked up everything around her as she smiled and looked at it all, she didn't care that it was dangerous that just made it more exciting. She was almost sort of skipping as she walked, which might have been an odd sight to see someone do something like that on this station, but no one seemed to bother her about and they just left her alone. <br><br>Michelle would look into the bars and shops as she passed doing window shopping and looking at everything they had to offer. The smell of the food and drinks and just the overall atmosphere of this place. She hadn't looked at the schedule so she had no idea if she was going in the right direction or where she was going, she preferred it that way this time the adventure of finding new things. Though with out her knowing her adventure did bring her closer to where she was suppose to go though very slowly.<br><br>As she got closer though she was stopped by two male humans who seemed to wanted her to come over to where they were, which she did happily. "How much?" he said looking her over from top to bottom and taking how she looked in. "How much for what?" she asked clearly having no idea what they were asking and tilting her head slightly to one side. "You know how much for the night?" the other man asked a little impatiently. Clearly these two had mistaken her for a prostitute, though she was still confused on what. It was not hard to see why, the skin tight armor is really skin tight it looks like you are basically where nothing at all if you are not wearing the heavy type, which she was not. So if she took off her dress, which was arguably a very skimpy and small dress, she would basically look naked so it is understandable that they would mistake her. Plus she did look exotic having cat ears, a tail, rather busty, hourglass like figure, and was as tall as the 6'3" man she was talking to.<br><br>She was just confused and would ask again "how much for one night of what?" she asked. Though these two men were surprisingly dense and just thought she was playing dumb or something. They kept asking her even though they were in eye sight of the marines, but they thought they looked busy and they wouldn't care so they kept asking her and she kept looking confused. TO her she knew she could handle it, to an outside though it might look like something else.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vergil1989</strong> on <strong>17-07-2010, 03:45:26</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				John turned and saw what was going on.&nbsp; He made his way to the three and the two men seemed to back off, having heard about the SPECTRE being on Omega.&nbsp; "Leave the lady alone."&nbsp; It didn't help any that the two couldn't see his face, John having never removed the N7 Combat Helmet which matched the armor, preferring to breath the recycled air that his suit provided rather than the processed stuff Omega put out.&nbsp; "You must be another of the visitors from beyond our galaxy.&nbsp; It's an honor to meet you, but as you can see we've ran into some problems."&nbsp; Holding out his hand all the same, John's tone was kind to Michelle despite the grim mood that was in the air.&nbsp; "We'll be holding a small gathering to make sure we have everyone before we move out of this place, but until then, keep within radio contact or by me, whichever you prefer."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>17-07-2010, 04:00:31</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Chloe stepped through the hatch once it had opened, greeted by the unpleasantness of the interior of the Omega Station. A Var upbringing gave her a sense of everything that was lacking in the station. Var ships, and stations always optimized the combination of form and function, here, there was only function, form seemed forgotten in the mad scrabble to get things done.<br><br>She breathed deeply, unconsciously testing the air, that she technically didn't need to breathe, but breathing was a sign of life in most species, and so she did it anyway, despite the fact that the air quality wasn't ideal either. She told herself not to criticise, but she'd found that it was difficult not to, even if she'd never mention such petty things to the locals.<br><br>She didn't have any particular appreciation for the station as she'd seen it thus far, but she couldn't complain, it was the most unpleasant place she'd ever been, though that was probably because minimum standards always depend on the race that views them.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrazyIvan</strong> on <strong>17-07-2010, 04:42:35</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Michelle watched as the two men seemed to back off at the approach of a third man. She watched the other walk off for awhile before turning to face the new comer that had chased them away. She noted that he had something like leave her alone, which did he think she needed help or that they were bothering her, she wondered to herself. She looked at the armored individual wishing she could actually see what she was talking to instead of just armor. She listened to him and looked at his hand and would shake while smiling to him. "It is an honor to meet you as well, this station is very interesting" she added commenting on it. "Do you have a name?" she asked him as she shaked his hand in mix of a business like and gently female hand shake. Her tone was friendly and she seemed to be in a good mood.<br><br>"Radio?" she asked quite puzzled at that and proceed to look around quickly at nothing, that they could see. She was looking it up in her database as it had been so long since she had used something like that. "Oh, a radio... I don't think my system would work well with yours. At least how it is I mean I could make it so it did, but that would require a lot of-" she cut her self off as she was rambling. "sorry about the rambling anyway I am Michelle" she said with a smile finally giving her name. "So since radio is no go I will just stay close to you" she said smiling and literately staying very close to him. Whether it was a joke or she was serious would be hard to tell. "Oh and do you know what those guys meant by how much? and how much for one night?" she asked John as she stood very close to him smiling.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vergil1989</strong> on <strong>17-07-2010, 06:16:48</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Ah don't worry about it.&nbsp; My name's John Zatheral, I'm a SPECTRE Operative and in charge of the security team meant to bring you and everyone else that's to meet here to the Capital in safety.&nbsp; Considering the mess things have turned into, despite the well known risks of having the Neutral Zone here, I'm starting to wonder if it wasn't a good idea to meet directly at the Capital instead."&nbsp; Reaching up to his helmet, John touched a button on the side and the visor pulled up, leaving the plexiglass covering, the HUD display he had been looking through disappearing as well at the same time which had helped to keep track of his boys and the enemies that had popped up to cause a diplomatic nightmare for him and the rest of the Council to clean up.&nbsp; "Anyway, it's just been a long day for me, and we'll leave it at that."&nbsp; Her strange question at the end of her rambling finally caught up to John and he laughed, feeling better after he was able to breath again.&nbsp; "I'm sorry...it's not you...and given the circumstances I needed that really.&nbsp; They were asking you to have sex with them, willing to pay for it in credits, our form of money through electronic means, and normally people that sell themselves off for sex charge either by the hour or by the night.&nbsp; You asked."&nbsp; He shrugged, pulling up his omni-tool to send a message to the ship to inform them of what happened.&nbsp; "We'll regroup at Afterlife, and try to get everyone together.&nbsp; Get in contact with Avelo if we can, and inform him of the plan.&nbsp; Everyone else that comes in, send them the same way."<br><br>"Got it John, good luck."&nbsp; The captain said through his radio, having faith John could do the job if no one else could.<br><br>"Sorry bout that Michelle, let's get going before anyone else decides to pull blasters at us."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elfguy</strong> on <strong>17-07-2010, 06:28:09</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				It took a while for Shakar to find the group again, since they had moved. However, she was in a much better mood, now that she had managed to add yet another exotic slave to her ship, someone she could proudly present to her home planet as a rare relic that none of her people had seen before, so she didn't whine or rant at John.<br><br>She came next to him, and stood right behind him, watching him talk with what appeared like another new arrival. She didn't interrupt them, but when they were done, she commented to John "So uhm, how many people are we expecting here? And when are we going to get moving..." The fight earlier had made her blood boil, her muscles stretch, and now she wanted more action. Unfortunately, it seemed unlikely that anyone would attack the large group anymore, which was too bad.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrazyIvan</strong> on <strong>17-07-2010, 06:47:51</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well then it is nice to meet you John Zatheral" she said with a smile as she looked at him. She wondered what a SPECTRE was and if that was something important, and opened her mouth like she was going to ask, before closing it and deciding it might look weird. "So are their a lot of diplomats that are present on this station?" she asked as she had never been here before and didn't know much about it. "Also is it not normally this messy and how is the capital different?" she asked she was just brimming with questions and they just kept coming. It was really like she was a little girl full of curiosity, but once again she clearly did not look like a little girl. He tail was also quickly going back in forth in excitement and her ears were perked up taking in the sounds.<br><br>When he took off his helmet she would lean a bit close to getting a better look at his face and smile when she noticed him to be human. "Well that is to bad about it begin a long day, hopefully it will get better" she said cheerfully and stopped leaning in. She would look slightly confused when he laughed all of a sudden wondering what it was, or if she had done something wrong. "You have nothing to be sorry for if I made you laugh and made your day better that is fine with me" she said smiling. "So that is what they were asking that is very strange don't they have a friend or place where they can get that for free or from someone they know?" she asked like it was an obvious answer. The Atlanticans have no real person like that anymore they are very open so they have places where people can get together and have fun together and do it for free.<br><br>When he pulled out his omni tool that was what made Michelle's eyes widen and lean in close to look at the tool and observe it as he used it. She would be almost touching him as she look at it and smiled as she tried to figure out how it worked. She would try to wave her hand through it if he didn't move it as she was just so engrossed by it and the new technology. She would look up to him with a wide smile "what was that?" she asked sounding excited and leaning in closer again. "And you have nothing to be sorry for, this is all exciting and I wouldn't mind waiting" she said looking around before resting her sights on him. She was overwhelmed and looked like she was having a hard time about focusing, she also didn't seem to care about personal space as she was almost pressing on him.<br><br>When the new woman came up behind them she would quickly turn around and look over her and take in how she looked. She would even bend a bit each way to get a better picture for extending her hand and smiling "hello I am Michelle" she said in a very happy voice. She was curious about this new person, but at the same time about the stuff she saw before. She hoped her guards would be late so she could ask more about them and look at more stuff.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>17-07-2010, 07:03:14</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Chloe found explored her surroundings with a kind of detached interest, not really noticing the looks she got. She decided that her attire was likely inappropriate or out of place, something she resolved to fix at her first opportunity.<br><br>It didn't really occur to her that she might be a target, though she'd known that there was a firefight of some kind the idea that she could be attacked really wasn't in her mind, mostly because the prospect wouldn't have concerned her anyway. She realized how far she'd walked, finding herself face to face with a dead-end. She wondered about the logic of the station's design if one could find a dead-end without reaching the exterior hull, but still not being inside any confined space. She realized exactly what the structure was, it was a building gap, an alley. Alleys were pointless, and deceptive, especially on board a space station. If anything, she would've expected a maintenance hatch, though she didn't find even that.<br><br>She didn't have to turn back around to know there were two humans behind her. Two men, both armed. She did, turn, guaging them quite rapidly. Strong, for humans, and unskilled with a single-edged weapon their grips told her that. Not that their skill level really mattered. She was about to speak, watching them advance slowly. However, her wrist, suddenly circled by a kind of holographic ring, told her that her ship had been relayed a meeting point for the envoys, a club named Afterlife. She was mildly confused, though she was snapped out of that by a knife suddenly pressed to her neck. One man had circled her while she looked to her wrist. The other had switched his knife-hand, obviously wanting his dominant hand for some other activity. She was almost flattered that they'd mistaken her for human. She supposed that her limbs did look like something a human might have as a low-quality prosthetic, but her limbs were actually form following function, as their looking human obviously hadn't been the first concern in mind.<br><br>She casually broke the hold from the man behind her turning toward him, and hoisting him up by his neck, one-handed. Not really a feat for her, given the nature of her body, but then, it must've seemed more impressive from their point of view.<br><br>She felt a knife slide between her ribs, though she didn't let go of the man she was holding.<br><br>"What the fuck!" yelled the other one, letting out what had probably been his first instinct. She felt him left go of the knife, and she dropped the man in her hand, turning to the other. He was running, she let him. The knife itself seemed to be her first concern, nevermind the angry, and scared man, still with a knife on the ground at her feet.<br><br>She reached back, pulling it out, and dropping it. She walked away, ignoring the cursing coming from behind her. The wound had already closed, though to call it a wound was generous. The attack was really only a little bit more evidence of exactly what kind of station she was on. She resolved that she would have to go to the Afterlife soon, given that anything that involved more than a knife could get very loud, and disruptive.<br><br>With&nbsp; her link to her ship, and the ship's link to the station it only took a fraction of a second to look up the location of the meeting, she was glad it was in a club, she'd been dying for a drink since she'd arrived. It wasn't necessary for her to breathe, or eat, or drink, but she could do all three, and above all she enjoyed drinking. Nothing in particular, water was one of her favourite drinks, though more complicated drinks were sometimes more interesting.<br><br>Entering Afterlife, she found herself a table. She was rather impressed with the club, far more than with the station. It seemed to have a genuine aesthetic appeal.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vergil1989</strong> on <strong>17-07-2010, 07:11:53</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Turning to Shakar for a minute and getting a break from Michelle's endless stream of questions for a moment, John's head never having left the helmet since he had never taken it off, just the visor had been raised so he could see without a combat filter in the way.&nbsp; His omni-tool disappeared, having melded back into his right arm for the moment until it was needed again.&nbsp; "We'll be leaving in a few hours, if not sooner once our guest list is filled up.&nbsp; We're going to Afterlife to gather the people we have already and to get something to eat and drink.&nbsp; To you Michelle," John turned back to the cat like girl again and smiled through the plexiglass visor he still had to protect his face from stray blaster shots and to keep his air in and the station's out by choice, "I'll answer all of your questions once we get to Afterlife, for now, let me do my job so we can get out of here hopefully before anymore trouble shows up."&nbsp; He said, leading the way again to Club Afterlife.&nbsp; Aria was looking down, a smile on her face as she saw the SPECTRE walking through her doors again, this time with a far larger group than before.<br><br>"Make sure they're treated with the best we have to offer.&nbsp; You fuck this up, you'll be the one pushed out the airlock."&nbsp; She told her bodyguards, not a one questioning her as they did as she asked, sending the message along to give them free food and drinks but the dancers they'd still have to pay for.&nbsp; However, the dancers received orders to give the guests what they wanted...whatever that might be....<br><br>John didn't know what had been passed along, but picking the biggest table that he could find, he motioned for everyone to sit down or stand as they wished.&nbsp; "So, what do you want to know first?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>17-07-2010, 14:01:07</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=74959.msg3306797#msg3306797">Quote from: TheGlyphstone on 17-07-2010, 02:51:37</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Here we go, girl. Game faces on, who knows what we'll run into here."<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Maria gave a soft bleek before getting back on all six paws, padding over then working her way back to a Treecats proper perch: the left shoulder of her human partner.&nbsp; In a very Treecat manner, she sat up straight and proper.&nbsp; She settled into the mindset that a Scout of The People might use when going into unfamiliar territory, her mind attentive as well as her other senses.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idachan</strong> on <strong>18-07-2010, 01:19:00</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				It was almost uncanny how the group of three Diablerists without having ever been to the Omega station or asking for directions even once could walk straight for the club, all three craving a good party after having spent the time travelling the stars to even get this far and as they had been on a native ship the journey had been extremely pleasant in a less pleasure seeking mind. Luckily all three had Passions that didn't require an audience most of the time but as highly social a species they were, the company of strangers was as sweet tasting as the drinks they had ordered and amazingly gotten for free, the trio had been quite nervous about using currency for the first time. <br><br>However bleak Omega would appear to most people Ris and her two companions, Draile and Niva, didn't really think of the aesthetics of the place, only about the pleasure they could find there. Dark eyes glittered with excitement as her lips closed around the neoncoloured straw to sip from the sparkling liquid and the young ambassador had trouble sitting still on the chair beneath her, her feet allready tapping with the rhythm of the music.<br>"Is everything to your liking? Would perhaps a dance brighten you up a bit darling?"<br>Like an electric jolt coursed through her Ris straightened before she was standing, leaning over the table eagerly to take her face up close to the Asari woman, her lushious lips parting excitedly and a rush of blood colouring her cheeks in rosy arousal.<br>"Yes! It really would, where can I do it? Can I go do it right away? I promise I wont go all out, I'll hold myself back."<br><br>The outburst likely surprised the Asari dancer but she had been told that the emissaries could have whatever they wanted and this one appearantly wanted to dance. A surge of arrogance made the Asari lead Ris to a raised platform, this one without a pole as it was harder to dance without anything to disguise one's shortcomings. Or so she thought at least, Ris didn't hesitate a single moment to shrugh out of her bulky vest before getting onto the small scene, leaving her in a skintight bodysuit of shiny pink and dark grey boots.<br><br>It didn't take long for the woman to realize her miscalculations, Ris slowly started to move&nbsp; her body to get her limbs used to working but even that was a sight to behold, not a muscle on her toned body moved unless she required it to. As she picked up in rhythm the lights of the club flickered over her bodysuit and played across the fabric as her heart started to race. With her blood pumping Ris started to lose her control, Fröjd being so close and yet she wasn't allowed to touch on it because of the fragile hearts of the aliens watching her, and only the firmest of looks from Niva held Ris back enough to only border on complete rapture when she undulated her hips impatiently. The poor Asari dancer was regretting her decision immensily.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elfguy</strong> on <strong>18-07-2010, 04:57:34</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Shakar crossed her arms and looked at the group. Then, the girl that had been talking to John extended her hand and said hi to her. Shakar looked her over, head to toes. She was quite pretty, and the first thing that came to mind was how she'd be a praised slave, and how many on her planet would love to have her for sex and pleasure. Knowing it wasn't going to happen however, she sighed and greeted Michelle. "Hey. I'm Shakar."<br><br>She kept it short and sweet, and before the girl could answer, John turned around and said they could be there for another hour or more. Shakar grumbled and looked around, trying to find something interesting to do. The group soon started moving back to The Afterlife however, and Shakar followed. Once there, she left them and went back to the dancing area, leaning on the wall and looking at the Asari dancers. Somehow, they seemed less interesting to her now. After seeing Asari Commandos in action, girls that were both beautiful and deadly, those Asari dancers had lost their appeal.<br><br>But then, she noticed another girl was dancing, and this one wasn't Asari. She was quite pretty as well however, and danced very nicely. She came near her and simply watched her dance, as an entertainment, something to pass the time, but still she was impressed by her moves. When she was done, Shakar simply gave her an approving nod.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrazyIvan</strong> on <strong>18-07-2010, 05:28:53</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Michelle was a bit sad by the short and sweet response she got from the new woman who called her self Shakar. She wanted to learn more about her as she seemed rather interesting and she was also interested in that weird thing she was wearing. She was clearly about to ask more to her and look excited to do so when she was cut short by John saying that they were moving. As well as that they would be here for another hour or two, neither of these things bothered her. In fact they both seemed to clearly make her more excited as she looked at John. "You mean you will answer all of them, and better yet I get to see more of this place?" she said with a wide smile as she looked at his face and leaned in closer.<br><br>On their way to the Afterlife Michelle would stay very close to John, after all he had instructed her to stay close and she had taken it literally, either as jest or out of seriousness. Either way she didn't really care how close she got to him or what might touch him, she was just obeying his orders. For now she was silent after all he had said when they got their he would answer all of her questions, which he might come to regret later or might even be now, but Michelle didn't care. She was looking at everything new and building a list of questions to ask when they go there and by the time they got there it was quite long. In fact if it was translated to English and wrote in a word like program it would be almost 100 pages of questions she had. It was unlikely she had time to ask them, but still she had a lot of them.<br><br>She walked into the bar and her face was one of amazement, on Atlantican planets they had bars, but they had a different feel as well as there were so many new smells and things. The food looked interesting the dancing even more, it was sort of like one of the dances that Atlanticans did at parts and was a very popular one. She would follow still very close to John to one of the tables and sit down next to him and then look at him with a huge grin, her ears up, and her tail swaying behind her. She looked like she was ready to pounce him with the way she was looking at him and smiling.<br><br>"I want to know everything" she said quite excitedly, this was true she did want to know everything. "Tell me about this tool you used before. Tell about this food and drinks" she said pointing to them and looking at them before focusing back on him. "Tell me about your people and culture. Tell me about that suit you wear it is very different then mine. Are all your people like you? What are SPECTRES?" she said this one without thinking, she had so many that she didn't care about hiding that she was from another galaxy as more of the diplomats looked like they were to. "What type of dance is that? who are they? are they a different species?" she said these things with almost no gap and was barraging him question after question giving him no time to answer. Eventually after those though she would stop and look up at him in wide eyed curiosity and wonder what he would say. She looked more like cat now, even though it was not her normally appearance, most people when they looked at her even when she looked humanish, thought she was a cat.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>18-07-2010, 05:47:23</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Chloe had found herself a drink, a fairly expensive one, which glowed. She had changed her hair as well, shifting it to a kind of luminescant purple that went better with the decor of the club. She gave her skin some designs which glowed in the light as well. She wasn't sure exactly who she was meeting, beyond the fact that they were in SPECTRE, which gave her a ballpark, especially if the person was wearing armor.<br><br>She stood up from her table, moving over to watch a particularly exotic dancer. It wasn't so much that her species seemed out of place, or truly extraordinary, so much as that she seemed to be dancing without apparently working in the club, to the exclusion of an Asari. She moved to sit and watch, bringing her drink. She hadn't payed so much attention to the woman she sat down beside. She certainly seemed out of place, in a different way, a more confident way, certainly.<br><br>She didn't say anything, not willing to wonder aloud if the woman was there for the same purpose. If only because the mere fact that she didn't know the species concerned her. The Var were well travelled, and she could usually at least pick out an evolutionary lineage they'd recorded a branch of. She sipped her drink, perfectly capable of feeling the drink inside of her, as it slipped through her synthetic organs.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vergil1989</strong> on <strong>18-07-2010, 05:48:28</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				After waving over a couple of waters for himself, not wanting to get hammered even if he wasn't on a mission, John just shook his head in amusement at the girl that had a thousand questions for him.&nbsp; He knew where to start, just he had no idea where to end was all.&nbsp; "When I said you could ask me whatever you want, I meant you could ask me about things pertinent to what's going on here and now and what we hope to accomplish.&nbsp; SPECTRE related questions fit that category, the question about if all humans are like me is another good one, asking about other races depends on the race and some of the information would be better gathered by pulling up an extranet connection and checking the Galactic Compendium that's being updated every day as more species are discovered, or by simply asking the person themselves.&nbsp; The food and drink things you can look up on any commercial menu or asking any of the bartenders or dancers that work here or anywhere else we head to."&nbsp; John said, smiling at Michelle's exuberant curiosity, even if he was just the guy in charge of their security.&nbsp; "I'll start with the simplest of your questions, but at the same time probably the hardest, which is what is a SPECTRE.&nbsp; Special Tactics and Reconnaissance, we're a special branch of the Citadel Council.&nbsp; We answer only to the Council, which has expanded from 3, to 4, to over more than a dozen representatives, one person from every race that has proven themselves worthy in the Council's eyes to join their ranks.&nbsp; We are above the law, but what SPECTREs do are missions that are too delicate to be handled by any other organization.&nbsp; To put it simply, we're the equivalent of the CIA, but we aren't bogged down by enough red tape to sink a cruiser because we do what we have to do to get the mission done.&nbsp; Some try to find a diplomatic solution, others sacrifice lives and destroy everything in their path to do the same thing.&nbsp; We aren't trained, but chosen, forged in the fires of service and battle.&nbsp; We're the first, and last line of defense when it comes to galactic stability and safety.&nbsp; Sorry, I can get a bit long winded myself."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elfguy</strong> on <strong>18-07-2010, 06:09:50</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				As John spoke with one of the new arrivals, the one that had introduced herself as Michelle, Shakar slowly came over to their table, taking her eyes off of the dancer. What grabbed her attention however was his talk of his job, and how he was above the law, and part of an elite group. She came and stood just behind Michelle, and cut in right in the middle of their conversation. "Above the law, uh? Now that's something I like to hear."<br><br>It wasn't enough to really entice her, compared with the job she had back on her planet, but it was an interesting start. Someone who not only could travel across the galaxy due to the impressive technology these people had access to, and that was recognized by all to be above the law, was something she couldn't help but be impress by.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrazyIvan</strong> on <strong>18-07-2010, 06:18:49</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She would look a little sadder when he said that he would not answer all her questions and that he only meant certain ones. That was not what he had said before, she thought to herself, pouting a bit on the inside. Though it also showed on the outside by her tail going down a bit and making a sad, but cute face as she looked at him and leaned in hoping he would be more willing. After all it never hurt to act innocent and try to beg like this and see if it worked. But that would have to wait as she listened to what he was saying right now and trying to answer her questions that he could.<br><br>Michelle was informed about the Galactic Compendium, but she always liked talking with a being as opposed to machine, except if that machine was being as well. It just felt nicer and she liked people and had a good sense of a person a machine was to cold sometimes and not nice. She did look a bit happier as he explained things and did raise her tail a bit, though she still looked said, and looked like she might fall out of her chair. Which was a very real possibility with the way she was sitting and if something surprised her or pushed her chair. She didn't care what his job was, to her he was a source of information and could be very useful and was interesting to look at though wondered what was under the armor, was he slimy or had weird appendages. As she thought this she would look at his armor and try to look through it though to no avail would turn her attention back to his face.<br><br>She listened very intently as he explained what a SPECTRE was which clarified somethings, but raised more questions. Once he was done she would still be sitting there, still dangerous close to the edge and close to him. She once again looked like she was going to pounce him with questions, but at the same time disappointed about how he wouldn't answer all her questions and trying to act cute. "Are you sure you can't answer all of my questions, after all tat is what you said you would do?" she asked as she looked closely at. Though she didn't wait for her to answer her before going on to ask more questions "What is the CIA? Why is this council so small? How many races are there? If you are above the law is that not dangerous? How can red tape sink a cruiser?" she asked in one sentence and breath. It seemed that one trait of Atlanticans was that they spoke very fast, and that is true Atlanticans could say who paragraphs in less then a second in there native language, so english and human language was slow to them, though they spoke it fast like they would there own. If he thought he need to apologize for being long winded, he had never seen an Atlantican debate which can last days and weeks in there fast language.<br><br>The approach and voice behind Michelle was enough for her to jump and out of instinct that meant forward. Now she really did pounce John, though not out of any hostility just surprise. This would mean that she was now pressed against him, unless he did something to stop it, though it would be quick inhumanly quick at the speed she reacted. Though if he didn't her forceful push might easily throw them hard against the floor. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vergil1989</strong> on <strong>18-07-2010, 06:35:26</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				John was about to answer her new stream of questions when she jumped at him out of surprise.&nbsp; The knee jerk biotic Hold was what saved them both from a rather embarrassing situation, just barely as her breasts were right in his field of view.&nbsp; The blue tinge of dark energy surrounding Michelle disappeared after John had stopped her in midair, lowering to the table first before dropping his hold on her.&nbsp; Turning to Shakar, he sighed and let Michelle get back into her chair before going on.&nbsp; "Rule number one Shakar, don't startle an Atlantican would be a good one to remember.&nbsp; The reason why I don't answer all your questions Michelle, is because I don't know all the answers.&nbsp; The ones I do are better asked elsewhere, and besides, once everyone is ready to move on, we're going to be leaving this place behind.&nbsp; For now, enjoy your drinks, food, and whatever 'entertainment' that Aria has allowed us during our brief stay on 'her' station.&nbsp; And Shakar, just because I'm above the law, doesn't mean I'm going to break it just because I can."&nbsp; He had picked up on the hidden message there, and John was feeling more and more Shakar would be the most dangerous of the group, Avelo a close second because he had a god complex, probably brought on by his people's beliefs.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrazyIvan</strong> on <strong>18-07-2010, 06:57:37</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				John would notice something very interesting as he tried to use hold on her. Though it would seem to be effective, it would seem to be ineffective at the same time. Also if he looked close enough he would see tiny green particles that would be flying around Michelle in a sphere like shape and there would seem to be a lot of them focused on where there were the blue tinge energy around her. She would seem to kinda of squirm in the sphere kinda of trying to right herself, like she could do it on her own, but something was getting in her way. As if another energy were effecting her and her system was telling her it was foreign and looked to be coming from John. At least as far as she could tell and her own system would push back against his.<br><br>She moved around enough so that she did flips in the air so he would one minute see her chest right in front, then next her butt, and then her head. It would be an interesting sight to see a person floating like that and moving, and he would find moving and directing her hard as she had her own mode she was trying to use. during this her dress also went with her leaving certain spots open to see her body suit, as it was not the best dress to wear. But then again she didn't expect to be floating and having something interfere with her Psyker system in her Crystal Net. Which made her kinda of be set down very oddly and confused as she looked around and dusted herself off.<br><br>She eventually found her seat and again and once again sat down like before perching her self on her chair like she might pounce. Whether she liked it more or just was stubborn was hard to tell. She didn't care if it would be embarrassing to her it or that it was wrong to pounce him. "You can surprise or startle me I don't mind, in fact I like to be surprised, so long as it is nice" she said quickly correcting John. "Then why did you say you would answer all my questions that seems rather rude, does it not? Why promise and give your word when you can't keep it?" she asked slightly confused. Atlanticans are big on honor and promises. If an Atlantican gives you a promise and their word they mean it and will hold true to it. "Really where are we going next?" she asked as the idea of somewhere new interested her.<br><br>She did have drinks and food in front of her, but for now she wanted a couple more answers before she would drink&nbsp; and eat. She also wondered why he kept pushing some drinks away were they wrong or bad. "Why do you not drink some of the drinks?" she asked thinking and speaking at the same time. "Also what entertainment is there and what are they dancing, and can you dance?" she asked wondering more as her question kept coming.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elfguy</strong> on <strong>18-07-2010, 07:05:50</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Shakar rolled her eyes at the cat like movements of Michelle. It was cute, but didn't seem all that useful. Perhaps to these people it was, but Shakar was more one to punch and cut her way through problems, not dance in the air.<br><br>Turning back to John, she commented simply "You, maybe not..." implying that if she had his powers, she probably would use them every time she wanted to. Shakar crossed her arms and stayed there, listening to their little conversation, thinking she might learn something useful herself, although doubting it if Michelle kept asking pointless questions. She did look around briefly now and then, simply from her warrior spirit, watching for any potential danger.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ironwolf85</strong> on <strong>18-07-2010, 07:37:55</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Fresh from the sparring session with the Templar sergent, Avelo entered a bit late he'd broken her arm in three places and shattered his collarbone. The healers were seeing to her, she'd be up, around, and back to work preforming her duties again in no time. He had the urge to check in on her later, that was somthing new.<br>He had been killed on Omega once, and he would not put his consort in such danger again. Because if the people here could kill him... they could do worse to her.<br>For the first time he'd been seen since his arrival, he did not carry his full retinue or dress armor.<br>Naught but white sparring garb, white vest, pants, black undergarb, and boots. only accompanied by a scribe, and a few missionaries who would disperse among the population of omega when the ship left.<br>He entered with less of the flair, he'd save the flashy displays for the actual diplomatic event. He'd given up on trying to win over the people of Omega with showmanship.<br>Avelo spotted the other diplomats, he'd read the rough dossias created by his Confessor, he sat down and ordered a drink with the rest of them, maybe he'd sample the charms of one of the dancers later. But busness was now, pleasure was later.<br>"John... so nice to see you after my incident." her looked around the table "you have a strange culture, to let a station like this exist." he took a drink and downed it. "Oh none of you have to worry about those bloodpack bandits for a while." he said almost as an afterthought "a few of my crew made it their busness to teach them the error of their ways."<br>He had a pleasent smile on his face, to Avelo they were nothing more than professional bandits, and to him removing such people was like sweeping the floor.<br>In fact, though the deaths of a back of failed mercenries had not caught the attention of Omega proper. The image of a horribly burned Krogran commander beaten to death and pinned to a steel beam with and a pile of bruning Vorcha at his feet and the word "Heritic" carved in his armor, was one the Bloodpack would not forget. nor would any of the other mercenary groups.<br>Avelo had not ordered the the actions, a group of missionaries and templars had done this of their own accord, he simply did not punish them. As he saw it, they had cleaned up a small part of the Galaxy and securied the safty of his fellow deligates.<br>They'd struck out of rage, in an attempt to redeem their honor for failing their master. They'd done the deed, confessed, taken the three lashes for punishment proudly, and the whole thing was over as far as he was concerned. in fact, he was thinking of promoting one of the templars someday.<br><br>"So I keep hearing about this council... four members, one of them human. I have two questions. do you have files on their races and when do we depart I'd like to be gone as soon as possible"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vergil1989</strong> on <strong>18-07-2010, 07:50:15</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Seeing Avelo alive and well was a welcome surprise, and John couldn't hide his smile even if he had put the effort into the thing.&nbsp; "Avelo, it's good to see you are still around.&nbsp; As I was saying, the Council used to be just four people, an Asari, a Turian, a Salarian, and then a human was added after the first Reaper was destroyed at the Citadel Capital.&nbsp; Now there's over a dozen species in the same, each having contributed something to better the lives of everyone and proving they were worthy of membership.&nbsp; It's a relatively easy system to follow, since even if you don't have membership into the direct Council, you can still be heard and representatives are still allowed within Council chambers, just the actual decision making power is reserved to the members themselves.&nbsp; Each control a different aspect of our government, but Omega is beyond Council Space.&nbsp; It was the only Neutral Zone that was perfectly aligned with all of your entry paths, and so Aria was contacted, deals were made so a war wouldn't break out when an Alliance war ship came to dock, even if it was a transport ship, and here you all are."&nbsp; Turning to Avelo again, John nodded to his question about the profiles.&nbsp; "I can send you the data and whatever else you might require, so long as it doesn't directly or indirectly involve technological secrets and such information you might use against us later.&nbsp; It's not my order, but you understand why it's there I'm sure.&nbsp; Michelle, Shakar, Avelo, and anyone else that's here and traveling with us, tell your crews to follow the Dauntless to the Citadel once we're aboard.&nbsp; If you're riding with me, head to Dock 315 and we'll get moving from here as soon as possible after we finish our meals."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrazyIvan</strong> on <strong>18-07-2010, 08:13:34</strong>
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				Michelle noticed the arrival of new face and yet another new race. This one seemed to have people surrounding him, either serve has guards or helping him in some way. He looked different as well as mix of human and horse it looked like, which was very interesting. She wondered if they had the same ability that her people had, which is basically thanks to the Crystal Net change shape, appearance, and really anything else they wanted to change at any time. She would look at him up and down, which helped to distract her from John ignoring her questions and statement, which she would have found very rude. There are something that you just don't do and especially to the ruler of the Atlantican empire and that is ignore her. But thanks to her own curiosity she ignored him and when she turned her attention back to him, she thought he answered but she didn't hear him. The idea that she had been ignored or some question over looked didn't even cross her mind.<br><br>This Shakar woman seemed interesting in that if she had power and was above rule, she would use it for her own ends. That made her dangerous in Michelle's mind someone who she should keep an eye out for. Though Shakar might have thought her questions useless, you learn a lot about someone and another culture by asking question even simple ones, after all to one culture shaking hands can be a grave sin. To make peace and have a true alliance first requires understand and learning about the other culture. Not only that but you can also tell about about other cultures by hey they react and listen to any others questions. Michelle act like a child, but if you think she has the intelligence of one, you will find yourself sorely mistaken and maybe even making a deadly mistake.<br><br>Michelle listened to the new comer and wondered what he was talking abut, she thought this was a wonderful place and it should exist after all in the darkest are were the fun is. Not to mention they often act as a melting pot and place where many different people and cultures come together. She also wondered about the council and how he would answer and talk about it. Though before that she would also introduce herself to the new person, she held out a hand towards him and smiled at him "hello, my name is Michelle" she said in a friendly voice. She was not acting proper and like a diplomat and it showed.<br><br>"That seems rather ineffective and rather biased system, with only 4 people in charge of some many lives and for so many decisions. As well as so few of the races are represented and have actual say in decisions. Voices is one thing, but having actually say is different. What is to stop the council from making biased decisions to there own species and harm the needs of others?" she asked. Atlanticans had her as a ruler, but she was merely a head of a council that had at least one member from every race they had integrated with among many more. Not only that but the Crystal Net allowed citizens to witness and contribute in real time to the debates.<br><br>Technological secrets? Michelle thought as she looked around at him and then at others, so far everything she had seen at least as far as she could tell was below Atlantican standards. Of course she had not seen there full use, but to her they seemed outdated, even though that might not be the case, she didn't know for sure yet. If the Atlantican Empire wanted to and planned on going to war with this galaxy it would not send a peaceful envoy. They would have invaded from the start like they had done in other galaxies. If Atlanticans send you a peace envoy taking it, for if you refuse it the next one will not be of peace. though not like they would know any of this, it was there first time meeting and Atlantican, and most likely they didn't much if anything about them, since they had not asked.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vergil1989</strong> on <strong>18-07-2010, 08:23:47</strong>
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				Turning to Michelle again, John knew he had ignored her, but it hadn't been by design.&nbsp; "If I ever ignored you Michelle, it wasn't by design, but I have a lot on my mind, foremost is keeping you and everyone else safe.&nbsp; Our system might not be the best, but it was put in place long before humans were allowed a spot in galactic politics.&nbsp; As for the tech thing before anyone asks" John said, wanting to clear the air before a thousand questions were sent his way, ", it's mostly paranoia on our parts that's kept us alive for as long as it has.&nbsp; You wouldn't want us to try to steal any of your technology and try to take it apart and apply it to anything of ours, right?&nbsp; Before you say it again, I take it if a promise is made, it's an honor thing to keep it.&nbsp; I did not know and so I am also sorry if I seemed rude in some way about not answering everything you've posed my way.&nbsp; I will try to answer your questions, but if it's not priority or I don't know the answer right off, I'll point you in the right direction to finding out what you want to know.&nbsp; Since I'm on a mission, I make it a point not to drink anything that can dull my senses or reaction time.&nbsp; SPECTREs never get a day off anyway."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elfguy</strong> on <strong>18-07-2010, 08:42:50</strong>
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				Shakar definitively thought there was too much chatting going on, and she let it show. "So, can we get moving?" It must be a hard task for this John to accommodate this many different cultures, and some representatives might try to make his task easier. Unfortunately, Shakar would not. She couldn't help think back of her planet and all the things she could be doing. Conquering worlds, bringing in new slaves. Instead, she was stuck here with a cat girl that asked too many questions, and some guy who thought of himself as a god.<br><br>Trying to get things moving, she went next to Michelle and addressed her, hoping to bring her attention away from John, so he could get the group going. "So, you're a princess or something, right? You ever considered a life in slavery?"<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ironwolf85</strong> on <strong>18-07-2010, 08:53:11</strong>
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				"Agreed... the ship has been in dock too long. My crew are getting anxious, many are not used to being in a place surrounded by such..." he looked at a shady corner where he was sure some shady deal was going on. "Lawlessness." he almost spit the word out. "and my death so early in the deligation has them far more on edge." he avoided mentioning the Krogran and Vorcha lying dead in the middle of a busy slum block.<br><br>"why would anyone tolerate such a thing to..." he tried to remember her name "Emperess Michelle, Slavery is a tool of the wicked, and the weak. who cannot keep order through gentler means." he kissed her hand gently, this was another culture worthy of respect. "I am Avelo Divori, of the Devori Pantheon, son of Avo the Sunlord"<br>It appeared she was as beautiful as her ship was, and that alone bespoke the character of such a people. she should be, she was apparently their leader, and lead a large number of worshippers.<br><br>As with the rest of the trip Avelo's own ship had been designed to impress. The Caviliea (Cav-I-Lay-aaa) looked closer to a beautiful coss between an Eastern Temple, a Gothic Cathedrial, and a Captial Ship, each detail of arcitecture and mosaic had been done by priests and labores with great care, and it showed. It was unescorted and slow to turn, which was it's only real vunriblity..
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				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idachan</strong> on <strong>18-07-2010, 12:12:25</strong>
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				Ris found herself with an audience soon enough despite how she had noticed that there were a lot of other dancers allready working both poles and tables, not that she thought it was strange since she wasn't dancing for money but for true bliss which in her opinion always won, but that gave her added incentive to not toss all common sense out the window. After all, it wouldn't do to get too intense and have them pass out, that would just be rude. Instead Ris made her dancing more deliberate, more about giving pleasure than recieving it.<br><br>Turning her back to where Chloe was seated Ris took miniscule steps on the small platform but made it look like she was walking confidently away, stopping with the toe of her boots just next to the edge where she tilted her head back so that the unruly cascade of bluish black she called hair spilled down far along her spine before her head turned to gaze behind her. Her arms raised languidly sensually over her head, drawing down across her scalp and then over her shoulders to come to her back, caressing the lustrious material of her garb to the curves of her butt. With the back of her hands still pressed lightly to the upper curve Ris turned in a way that put particular emphasis on the sway of her hips, letting her hands cross her hips and as she rolled her hips while bending her knees&nbsp; untill she was close enough to the floor to put her hands down and toss her head around, her hair flying like a wild cascade. Almost abruptly she arched her back like a cat and followed the motion up untill she was standing again, revealing a great deal about meticulous control over her muscles.<br><br>From there the pace picked up, hardly any part of her body being still again as Ris smoothly swirled in a stylistic mishmash of origins and traditions, some recognizable and some completely and utterly Diablerist in birth. And ever so perfectly she came to an end sitting on the platform edge with her legs crossed just as the song ended to blend with the next one. But by then Ris had gotten her fix and slipped the rest of the way down so her heels connected with the floor. Bowing slightly to her audience she spoke in a voice much huskier than normal for her.<br>"Thank you for watching, I hope I didn't bore you."<br>With a smile and gleaming horns Ris returned to her table where her companions congratulated her on holding back, only the very faintest of heart had passed out.<br><br>"Oh, I almost forgot, the ship relayed a message to us about a rendevouz point and can you believe it, it's actually here.<br>Draile's voice sounded almost triumphant before he leaned back to take his cue from his de facto leader on this excursion.<br>"Brilliant! Now we just need to find the other representatives, anyone of you see a sign?"<br>Appearing oblivious was a racial trait, however not fully true, and the sullen Asari dancer that had followed Ris back rolled her eyes before she spoke.<br>"They're right over there."<br>"Oh, oh indeed, thank you."<br>Ris motioned to her companions amiably before walking towards that particular table with a renewed vigour that made her hips sway the way her mother had taught her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrazyIvan</strong> on <strong>18-07-2010, 18:54:58</strong>
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				Atlanticans talk fast and amongst their own people can have entire conversation in minutes and with multiple people all at once. This was due to the Crystal Net and the almost like IM quality it gave them and the ability to manage so many of them at once. Their spoken language also reflected that, as well as they sent pings to remind people so they would answer, so it was hard to miss something. Which meant if one did not answer they were ignoring you and since it took almost no time, even I am busy would be fine, it was rude to do that. Michelle for the first time in a long time, was remembering how hard it was to talk and keep track of things without her technology and actually speaking in a slower and to her less efficient language. <br><br>So when John said he had ignored her, by accident, she realized it was not really his fault and that it was just different cultures and technology interacting. She reflected on her own actions and though she always was inquisitive, she did not exactly act like the best diplomat and the most open person. She would turn to John and smile at him and look more professional, though she would still be sitting somewhat cat like "it is understandable, I am just so wrap up in everything, I forgot the differences between our cultures. In my own culture we have ways to easily keep track of conversations so to ignore someone is rude, though after talking your language and interacting with others, I can see how it can happen by accident, with no real way of reminding someone expect to say it" she would said this in quite a diplomatic and understanding voice. She would look more like a diplomat and act more like one in that case, before going slightly back to acting childish. Though during that brief period you could see and tell that she was indeed capable and quite good at acting like a diplomat, when she wanted to.<br><br>She would listen to him explain how the council was there before humans and that was just the way it was. She heard him explain the reason for not sharing technology, which she agreed with as the Atlanicans didn't want to face an enemy using their technology, plus they found it better to help them develop technology rather then give them tech. "No I am also sorry, for expecting you to know and already understand my culture, I am also to blame for not informing you of it. But you are correct that Atlanticans have very strong beliefs and concepts of honor and giving your word. To use if you make a promise, it is one that you mean and you will uphold, expect if something mandates you can't. It is along the lines of a contract with how strong we believe it to be, which is why we don't give our words lightly. I understand your mission comes first, though I wish my questions did, your other duty is more important" she said smiling at him.<br><br>Michelle noticed Shakar seemed impatient and wanted to get moving, though she really couldn't understand why. Though not like it would matter much, according to John they were still waiting on others, so asking to go faster would not make other people come faster. Really it was not even up to him, he most likely didn't want to be rude and leave other diplomats behind. So Shakar attempt to get the group moving by asking Michelle whether she had ever though of being a slave was rude, offensive, showed a lack of understanding, and made her seem more like a person that Michelle didn't and wouldn't like. Though for now she would not immediately jump on her and get angry, as that was not the way there was no reason to lower her self to that.<br><br>Michelle thought of how best to respond to the comment for a bit looking at the woman, with a face that looked somewhat surprised and mildly disgusted. Michelle's people were suppose to be a cattle race, something worse then slavery the very idea she or any of her people who entertain that idea was mad. They broke free of those chains, and had no wish to be slaves or to enslave any other race. Which is why after a way they integrated those that had lost and gave them equal rights, enemies became friends, they were not slaves. She looked at her for a bit longer, before turning away from her and just ignore her and her comment for now.<br><br>Divori, as the man/horse alien introduced himself as also seemed to be in a hurray, though for what she thought was a better and clearer reason. Though once again it was most likely not u to him to get them moving, but instead up to the diplomats when they all got there. He also seemed to be a far better person, at least so far from Shakar as he defended her against the idea of slavery and his views on it. She would smile and bow her head slightly as he held her hand and kissed it. "Thank you, Avelo Divori, of the Devori Pantheon, son of Avo the Sunlord" she said in a warm and friendly tone, using his full title. She looked over him again and his appearance which she had to admit was very good looking and was exotic in its own way. "Do all of your people look like you?" she asked think and talking at the same time again, she was curious about it and his culture.<br><br>Michelle's current ship was designed for war, and it was nothing special compared to some of the ships they had. Though they figured a small light ship would be better for this then one of the grand ships, that were designed for elegance, comfort, and for war. To think she lead a lot of people is an understatement last time she looked she was in charge of more then quadrillions of people. Which was no easy task even with all of there technology it was time consuming and tiring work. But she was happy and glad to do it, and her people were to.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>18-07-2010, 19:08:39</strong>
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				Chloe caught sight of the SPECTRE commander with a large group, consisting mostly of wildly differing species, all, she assumed, ambassadors, representatives or security.<br><br>She stood, abandoning her drink, and shifting her hair back to its plain white, and her 'skin' back to its pale smooth flesh tone, not wanting to give the impression of being unprofessional. The group seemed to be attended by a large variety of species, though she was aware of the irony that she, even though the least like any of them, was probably one of the most conventionally human looking, if the fact that she was almost too perfect, being designed, didn't give away her inhumanity.<br><br>"John...I presume," she said, approaching the man and extending a hand, "I am Chloe, the Var ambassador."<br><br>She knew him because the Var had spent a long time cataloging information on the Citadel Council, especially in regard to SPECTRE, not that it was hard to find. Anytime SPECTRE did anything it was big news, and news travels fast, especially to the Var.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ironwolf85</strong> on <strong>18-07-2010, 19:20:10</strong>
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				"few your majesty, only those decended from Avo himself, thus only my brothers and sisters. Though the way Father Avo takes to his lovers there should be another twelve by the time I return home and that's IF he also takes to the males." he enjoyed talking things over wwith such a woman, he felt he'd met an intelectual equal "not all of us find our father's favor and become Demi-gods... others simply become part of the Sanctomium faternis." he looked over her beautiful body, she was as exotic to him as he was to her. "I was thinking of bringing one of those blue dancers along. I could probably give them a better life."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrazyIvan</strong> on <strong>18-07-2010, 20:19:59</strong>
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				Michelle would quickly look to the new comer that approached John, and had a slightly confused look on her face. For a minute she thought that the other had said Varian, instead of Var. After all they are close to one other and without seeing it written someone could have left something off. Though look at the girl, she looked nothing like the Varian, which were not humanoid in the least, they were more like giant termites in how they looked. So she passed it off as she turned her attention back to Avelo, who was quite interesting.<br><br>"So then your father Avo, is the god of your people? As such that makes you a demi-god to your people if your father finds favor with you? Also if your father is male, how would taking to males increase your population, or does he change and father merely a term for him, not a statement of gender?" she asked as she looked at him truly curious of his society. In Atlantican culture there were many gods, and many beliefs so in find another was quite interesting. As well as the fact that they might have technology allowing one to change shape and appearance was also interesting.<br><br>"What is the Sanctomium faternis?" she asked when he said that some might not become demi-gods but something else. She would also like with John lean in as her curiosity was peaked and look at him smiling and seem to be genuine interested in what he was saying. "How could you give them a better life? They may be happy with it now, though I don't know that since I have not asked one." She said thinking aloud as she looked at one and what they were doing. She truly didn't know if they were here by force or enjoyment, some people did like doing this and wanted to.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idachan</strong> on <strong>19-07-2010, 00:19:23</strong>
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				Seeing that the woman who had been so good as to watch her performance was also heading towards the group Ris slowed her steps slightly and made sure to arrive after the now gorgeously whitehaired lady, absolutely charming. And then it seemed so very appropriate to take the other flank when she had introduced herself, Ris had no idea what the planet was but Draile almost squeaked behind her so she figured it must be a good place for a technophile.<br>"And I am Ris Tarn, these are my attendants Draile and Niva... We're from Diablos."<br><br>Adding the last almost as an afterthought Ris also smiled and clasped her hands over her heart as she did a sublimely graceful curtsey, a simplified form of the traditional greeting of her people which lacked some of the finer points about wishing one another a pleasurable journey to Fröjd.<br><br>Ris didn't linger in that position long though and her red eyes were far too curious to stay at just one man, instead sweeping over the collected emissaries with unbridled excitement. She would almost be willing to bet that the equine fellow was an interesting dancer, something she would simply have to explore later. Well who knew what the meetings would offer. Thinking of offerings Ris wondered suddenly if the gifts they had brought from Diablos were adequate to people who didn't appreciate Fröjd. Well, she'd have to wait and see, wouldn't she.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vergil1989</strong> on <strong>19-07-2010, 02:58:52</strong>
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				((Holy crap guys, I thought I posted a lot lol.&nbsp; I'm glad to have all this, just I don't know where to start.))<br><br>Michelle wasn't the only one put off by Shakar's statement, but John wasn't about to cause a public relations nightmare, his day already bad enough since Avelo had died on his watch even if he was still breathing somehow.&nbsp; That was technology his own race would just LOVE to get a hold of, but given the complex nature of the centaur's upbringing from what he'd picked up on so far, he had a literal god complex and thought he could never die.&nbsp; The way he tore apart those Krogan were proof enough of that, but then again, the way the slugs had bounced away without ever touching Avelo did say something about the people he was...born from?&nbsp; Bred from?&nbsp; John wasn't sure, but again, he wasn't going to appear rude to him and ask...at least not yet, not until they were on the Dauntless with the others following behind them.&nbsp; "Michelle, you needn't apologize, it was a simple misunderstanding and nothing more.&nbsp; We're different yes, but given time and understanding, we can overcome any difficulty.&nbsp; You're quite wise beyond your apparent years.&nbsp; Thank you for explaining what it was that had upset you, and I'll be sure to phrase my next promise a bit more carefully.&nbsp; I intend to keep my first one as best I can, just give me some time is all I ask.&nbsp; I'll see what I can do when I have a moment to think."&nbsp; He smiled as well, happy to have that issue cleared up for the moment.&nbsp; Honor bound Atlanticans, never make a promise without knowing all the angles probably if there are any at any rate.&nbsp; John made a mental note of that, his omni-tool running a passive recording session so any information and such he was able to gleam from these people was recorded in real time.&nbsp; Culture he was looking for mostly, and the psychiatrist onboard the Dauntless was keying in ways to appeal to their differing natures at the same time for future meetings.&nbsp; They might not like it, but John was under orders to learn as much as he could about them without appearing to be fishing for information, and so far it had been working.&nbsp; The omni-tool was sending the data directly to his ship, which was then processed and sent to those that were even then putting profiles together of the diplomats before him.&nbsp; Seeing two more, both women, one synthetic or some kind of artificial human since she appeared too perfect to John's eyes, and the other so exotically beautiful that even the SPECTRE had to blink once or twice before his training kicked in again, and his disciplined mind shut out any thoughts of getting into her pants the first chance he had.&nbsp; Shaking hands with them both, John offered the best greeting he could to the two.&nbsp; "It is an honor to meet you both, Chloe of the Var people, and Ris Tarn of Diablos.&nbsp; Please, pull a seat up and get comfortable, I am hoping to see at least one more person, maybe two show up here in the club within the hour before we head out.&nbsp; If they don't, a message will be left behind with coordinates to the Citadel Council meeting.&nbsp; Anyway, I'm John Zatheral, SPECTRE Operative and I'm the one in charge of security during the duration of our trip.&nbsp; If there's any questions, I'll try to answer them to the best of my ability, but if it's something simple and not mission priority, I might not get to those right away."&nbsp; He smiled at Michelle as he said it, already falling into a habit of watching what he said, even if he didn't say 'I promise to do etc etc."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elfguy</strong> on <strong>19-07-2010, 03:09:38</strong>
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				Shakar listened to John address the various concerns, and then looked over when John noticed the new arrivals. The two girls were quite pretty, but again not something that interested Shakar that much. All she knew is one of them knew how to dance well, not something she considered that useful on the battle field. She kept standing, even as the others sat down at the table, simply crossing her arms and trying to be as patient as she could.<br><br>When John offered to answers more questions, Shakar was sure Michelle would start again on her endless stream of questions, and in an attempt to prevent that, she took a step forward and spoke. "I have a question, John boy. You've talked several times about this meeting of yours, how all of us, from different worlds, were meeting here and then would move to this Citadel place. But what then? What is your plan for all of us once we've all met?" She considered it a pretty important question, and certainly something John had not talked much about so far, and hoped that it would help her think that she wasn't wasting her time here.<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vergil1989</strong> on <strong>19-07-2010, 03:16:29</strong>
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				Out of all the people there, John hadn't honestly expected to hear Shakar ask that particular one.&nbsp; He nodded and grew serious, as he had when they had been under fire in the Market districts of Omega.&nbsp; "The reason you're all here is to try to bring in new allies, new friends, and learn all we can about each other, our races, our cultures much like our Atlantican friend here unless I miss my mark Michelle.&nbsp; Promises of aid during war, epidemics, and the like, trade expanded, technology hopefully shared with one another eventually if things go well, I could go on and on.&nbsp; The Council wishes to expand our diplomatic influence in good will with our galactic neighbors, and this is the first step down a road that will hopefully lead to a better tomorrow.&nbsp; If you want to simplify it to its barest meaning, it's a 'meet and greet' on a galactic scale."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>19-07-2010, 03:27:34</strong>
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				Chloe quickly added her own interpretation, having the advantage of having available the analysis of every Var political scientist and sociologist in her species.<br><br>"This is an excercise in preventative diplomacy. Meet and greet is in this instance, I think, a polite way of phrasing, 'testing potential enemies and conscripting potential friends.' It is a consolidation of power of a galactic scale," she said, "though I have to wonder about the choice of meeting location. Does this particular station, and its complete lack of effective order have some signifigance? I was attacked shortly after my arrival, an event I would've expected the Council to prevent effectively."<br><br>There was the unfortunate duty she had to find the flaws in the armor of the Council, especially when it made them seem weak and impotent. SPECTRE was impressive on some level, but all in all, had the Var proposed such a meeting, it would've taken place on a neutral planet, where the only dangers would be the other ambassadors, thus reducing the test only to its necessary components, to give accurate results.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ironwolf85</strong> on <strong>19-07-2010, 03:33:48</strong>
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				Avelo adressed her questions in the order they came speaking delibritely and at an even pace, as opposed to her high speed words "he is indeed a god among my people but he is not alone, he is simply the most powerful member of the most powerful pantheon, and thus the king among the gods." He tried not to come off as preachy that was the job of the missionaries, and the priests. "and the term Father is both literal and title. as a divinity my "father" can swap between avatars of his choosing. Though he does not wish to experience the birthing itself, and leaves the avatar to have that experience all on it's own. He was a man when he bedded my mother, and thus is also my literal father."<br><br>He took a deep breath before continuing "Sanctum Fraternis is an order for those who inherited their divine parent's physical prowers, but lack the divine spark, they are given shelter and taught to serve lesser functions, from governance, to engeneering, to military prusuits. More than a few of my sisters have settled down and serve as tech priests. I've also got a little brother who's been deemed an oracle. all decending from the same body father was inhabiting at the time."<br>"Lastly, m'dear Emperiss, I've seen this station, it's a dark place, many people here suffer while the cruel and ruthless rise to power. I assume that the people here have nowhere else to go. otherwise why would anyone stay in such a dark place?"<br>He looked deep into her eyes with a charming smile "and now I beg a question from you, I wonder about your empire, your method of governance, and what gods lord over you?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elfguy</strong> on <strong>19-07-2010, 03:38:14</strong>
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				Shakar understood what he was saying perfectly. It was an interesting proposal, something Shakar could get behind. The possibility of getting new technologies and weapons without having to conquer a planet was interesting. As for sharing their own, her race was in quite a unique situation about that. The Rak'Cajear had very few scientists or engineers amongst them. The technology they used were a mix of the things they stole from races they conquered and enslaved. As such, it made no difference for them to share it, on the promise of getting something for it, since they had no investment in having creating it in the first place. Basically, everything Shakar knew, she learned from the people she conquered, and thus had no issue sharing it with others.<br><br>She listened to Chloe talk, and then nodded slightly. "That works." A rare agreement for her. For once she felt like there might be some benefit to her being here. When Avelo started talking however, she tuned out when the words 'god', 'pantheon' and 'divine spark' came.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrazyIvan</strong> on <strong>19-07-2010, 04:39:16</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Though, you might feel that I have no need to apologize, I do as it is those small misunderstandings that can lead to war and to fights. Simple misunderstandings is all it takes, it is something one learns more from experience then just by sayings. Time and understanding to help to get rid of difficulties, but there will always be them, you just learn to manage them. I will take that I am wise be young my looks as a wonderful compliment" she said with a smile and in a heartfelt tone. That was indeed a compliment as she looked very young, but was most likely the oldest person in this room by far. "As for the promise, if you like I can let it slide as you didn't full understand my point of view, till just now" she said smiling at John.<br><br>Much like John the reason she asked so many questions was she was recording and collecting information. She was also collecting images that were recording through her eyes and videos. She was not letting anything she saw or heard go unnoticed, by both her and the scientist back at her home planet. First contact with other race it was best to look at culture,first to make sure you didn't do anything wrong and second it also gave a good glimpse at their research. So if she knew that John was doing this two she would feel slightly happy that she was not the only one interested in other cultures and people. When John made the comment about questions she just smiled back at him and nodded. She did have more questions, but for now she wanted to talk to Avelo and would leave John alone.<br><br>It was interesting to have Shakar ask a question, let alone such a good one. Michelle would listen to that and John's answer out of the corner of her ear as she still paid attention to Avelo. John's answer was a bit of an understatement and did not encompass the all of the reasons. "You are correct in many regards that the Atlanticans are in a sense trying to expand our ties and who we know. We also see it as a good way to help those in need, another part of our culture, if those in need can't defend themselves and ask for aid, we come and that is our word. Though technology is unlike as we find that it is hard to judge the effects it can have, once again this was taught to use with experience." She said this turning to them for a bit leaving some very important details out as she didn't feel like giving them out quite yet.<br><br>"Chloe is far closer to the correct answer then you are in her analysis and statement of what this is, though it is not as a nice way to put it. Your way John, sounds so much better and nicer then Chloe's and I like your way better, but the truth is that of Chloe's. I would argue that the choice of location was here as a place to gather as a place, that offered no chance to view technology of the council and their races without first going through a screening" she said thinking aloud also having the access to her entire peoples knowledge and thoughts. "I would assume that they also picked it as a place to judge the strength of the other races, what better place then an outlaw station that might attack and you might see new technology and ways of fighting. Though I might be giving them to much credit or the wrong plans I think that might be a reason" she said still keeping track of everyone conversations and still talking fast paced, but slow enough so they could hear.<br><br>Michelle listened intently to everything that Avelo was saving as she turned to face him smiling and perching on the edge of the chair. Though she seemed to be acting more diplomatic and acting like that. She found it interesting the way a person could switch bodies, but then again Atlantican could change bodies and even go into machines so she could understand that. Though one thing that they couldn't do is switch bodies if pregnant, once a person was pregnant there body would refuse and would not change.<br><br>"Lastly, m'dear Emperiss, I've seen this station, it's a dark place, many people here suffer while the cruel and ruthless rise to power. I assume that the people here have nowhere else to go. otherwise why would anyone stay in such a dark place?"<br>He looked deep into her eyes with a charming smile "and now I beg a question from you, I wonder about your empire, your method of governance, and what gods lord over you?"<br><br>"So demi-gods are the leaders and diplomats of sorts below the gods, but Sanctum are the scientist and those that help advance and help others?" she asked as he explained it. She wanted to understand exactly what he was saying so she didn't misunderstand him"That may be true about this place, but I have no way of truly knowing as I can not hear there thoughts and what a person says and can think are very different" she said trying not to guess as assuming and guessing as to what they might think.<br><br>She was a bit surprised that he was asking a question, not that it was bad but wondering why it had taken so long for someone to ask. She would smile bright and seem to very happy with him and that he had asked. "I am happy to answer any questions, I was beginning to wonder if anyone would ask me anything. As for my empire there is to much to say in a blank statement so to that you must narrow what you want to know. For even in my language which you might be able to guess is spoken very fast, it would take years upon years to explain it all in detail. As for our government, although I have the title of empress and our civilization an empire that is not exactly true. We have never bothered to change to our title as it is still some what in place. But we have a council that is composed of every single race and culture that makes up our civilization with me, the empress, as the head of that and final decision maker. The general population can talk to the people in the council at any time and bring new issues in real time from every where. So every single Atlanitcan has a voice and the ability to help change what is going on, though sometimes the council still decide things and so do I against the public, for they don't know it but it is best" she said as she tried to explain the government. "As for religion that is even harder we have no one god or gods that everyone believes in. Some believe in no god other more then one. We have some many religion worshiping many different gods, we don't restrict or oppress them as they are free to believe what they want, so long as it does not harm the whole. I hope that answers your questions" she said with a smile as she looked at him, leaning in a bit closer as she just seemed to do unconsciously.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheGlyphstone</strong> on <strong>19-07-2010, 04:46:39</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Disembarking from the docked pinnace, Fredrico stopped with the dock attendant, where there was a message waiting for him. The man who had left it didn't appear terribly strange - fundamentally human, at least in the face. It included instructions and directions to reach a nightclub on the station called 'Afterlife' - ominous if you were in the right mood, but fine otherwise.<br><br>Dressed in his standard reinforced Forestry Service uniform, he headed off down the corridors with a pair of Royal Manticoran Marines in combat skinsuits drifting watchfully behind him - a necessary evil of being an ambassador to another universe, though easier to tote around than the division of superdreadnoughts currently holding position around the local end of the transdimensional wormhole. He passed through a section that looked to have been the site of a recent battle, though from the rough-and-tumble look of the station as a whole, that might be normal here. Finally, he found the entrance to Afterlife, pausing for a moment to touch Maria reassuringly - going into a crowded, chaotic place for the first time was stressful to any treecat, and he didn't want to think about what she was going through processing alien emotions too. He spotted the man from the video message at a table to one side, speaking with some other humanoids...mostly human-shaped, plus a...horse?...and headed in their direction. Stopping just far enough away that the man would not have to crane his neck to look back at him, he waited for a momentary pause in the conversation.<br><br>"Mr. John Zatheral? Fredrico Sanchez, Manticoran Empire, and this is Maria of the People. I believe you left a message for us to find you here?" 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>19-07-2010, 05:09:32</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				As far as Maria could tell, everyone that they passed was mind blind.&nbsp; &nbsp;And because she was expecting trouble, Maria was keyed up more than usual.&nbsp; She was able to sort through the multitude of emotions and images much easier than she expect.<br><br>Perhaps because every alien species that had emotions had them tasted more or less the same.<br><br>Maria bristled involuntarily as they got closer to the club then settled a bit at Fredrico's gentle reassurance.&nbsp; As her human partner took care of introductions, Maria lifted her head to get a better look around and her ears flattened as she sampled the room.&nbsp; However, none of them were immediately threatening so she stayed where she was.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vergil1989</strong> on <strong>19-07-2010, 07:27:15</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"You're both right, Chloe and Michelle, though how you saw through the maze of niceties and backstabbing politics is amazing in itself.&nbsp; This station is a dark place, as you said Avelo, where the strong prey on the weak every day.&nbsp; We can't come out here and declare war and try to clean this place up because there's a lot of people out on the fringe of civilization that don't like the Council, and so a war out here would result in a lot of deaths.&nbsp; Besides, even though it's been three centuries since, the effects of our last great war with a sentient race of machines, called the Reapers, left our own way of life greatly changed for the worst for the longest time.&nbsp; Videos are still shown of planets being completely annihilated on the surface as laser fire torched everything the Reapers touched.&nbsp; No offense to you Chloe, but I'd be careful announcing what you are, people are still touchy about synthetic lifeforms given how the Geth assisted the Reapers in their plans to wipe out all life, whether it was human, turian, asari, or otherwise, it didn't matter.&nbsp; It's a long story, but suffice it to say, if not for my ancestor, Neria Shepard, the first human SPECTRE, we probably wouldn't be here now, having this meeting."&nbsp; John explained, willing to share more if anyone asked, but for now he let the matter drop as their last member of the ambassador team showed up at last.&nbsp; Standing up, John gave the Manticoran his hand to shake in turn, surprised by how tall the man was.&nbsp; "It's an honor to meet you Fredrico Sanchez.&nbsp; Maria, it's a pleasure to meet you as well."&nbsp; He had no idea what the six legged cat? was doing on his shoulder, but John assumed she was a pet but the way Fredrico addressed the treecat had him wondering how intelligent the creature was.&nbsp; It was better to err on the side of caution than assume and be made an ass of later.&nbsp; "Yes, you have the right group, welcome to Omega.&nbsp; I believe that's everyone, so now comes time to decide if you're willing to make the next step in the journey to solidify new and hopefully long lasting alliances or to return home.&nbsp; Given how far all of you have come to be here though, I doubt you're willing to turn back now I can imagine."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>19-07-2010, 07:42:51</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Chloe was amused that while John suggested she not reveal what she was, he was the first to mention that she was a synthetic lifeform. She was well aware of the Reapers, and exactly what they'd done. She also decided, for the sake of diplomacy, not to mention that the Var had one of their largest debates some centuries previous on wether or not they too should follow the Reaper model for maintaining order. They'd decided against it, of course, though she supposed there were some races who would not take the Var policy that every idea was debatable, until the matter had been settled by unanimous assent on one particular view which, depending on the field would have to be truth, the best approach, or the best model of reality.<br><br>She also took note of Michelle's response to her questioning of the station as a meeting ground. It was an interesting concept, but the Var were nothing if not experimental, and the Var had already decided on exactly which kind of evaluation would yield the best results for the testing party, in this case, the council. She wondered if perhaps Michelle's people knew more than her own about social experimentation, but put the thought on hold for the moment, it was something that could be examined later.<br><br>"The human preoccupation with Reapers is, unfortunate," she said, answering a statement he hadn't really made, but that hinted that the emphasis was incorrectly placed on synthetic life-forms, as opposed to a human xeno-phobia for anything that hinted of a machine. She also didn't bother mentioning where the Var stood on artificial intelligence.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ironwolf85</strong> on <strong>19-07-2010, 17:57:20</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Avelo found such a model interisting, and the ideas running through his imagination were getting a bit carried away. "I've never heard of them refered to as "Scienctists" but I suppose that's the closest to it you can come." he looked up at the two new arrivals, waved and turned back to this most interisting woman. "so you have multiple species under your banner? how does the council keep chaos from breaking out? murder, famine, strife? how are they prevented if you have such loose control?"<br>Avelo sighed, this was all new to him "you'll have to forgive me, to tell the truth even our gods have not left our home system since the time when men used bone to make things and worshipped on stone altars. not that they couldn't have, but where else did father and his kin have to go?. Without precise coodrinates, the Navagators are of little use. we could only watch for the longest time." He wispered as if someone might overhear "I believe that here in the void, even my father's eyes are blind to us, this is the first time in my life he has not been looking over my sholder."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>19-07-2010, 18:09:55</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Maria's ears flipped up then went back down at John's greeting.&nbsp; &nbsp;She responded with a soft but quite distinct "bleek!" before turning her attention to the others gathered around.&nbsp; She studied the others gathered, noting how their emotions tasted and how they behaved.&nbsp; Such information would certainly be useful later.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrazyIvan</strong> on <strong>19-07-2010, 19:48:31</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				“It is quite simple to see through things like that the longer you have lived and experienced them. something I find often times lacking in shorter lived species, experience. Though I do thank you for the compliment and I can see why some would not want to join a government body that is solely ruled by four people” she said, not trying to be rude, but merely stating her opinions and thoughts. It was interesting to hear him describing these things called Reapers, as they had a different name in Atlantican which is Fortan. The Atlanticans had met and made contact with them a long, long time ago, many of the 50,000 year cycles ago. That was back when the Atlantican Empire was no where near as strong and as unified as it is today. Back then the Fortan semmed to be a threat, though the Atlanticans were also a threat to them. They both gauged that an all out war would result in the death of both of their species and decided to had a shaky truce between the two of them. Both side staying out of each others way and leaving the other alone. This meant knowing and doing nothing about the destruction and reaping of the galaxy they once called home. Though today they could easily have stopped them, had this galaxy not do it already.<br><br>Like the Var there were some in the Atlantican government that want to switch to the reaper method of doing things. As it would be easier to unify and maintain control of the large scale empire that was forming. Though that was true, they would have also lost a lot of what had made them what they were. In the end they decided against it and to proceed along their own path and see where it took them. It took them to be the most powerful force in their galaxy and expanding to other and one of the more powerful intergalactic races.<br><br>Michelle, had thought up many different possibilities for why they might have chosen this place, though she only said a couple. This was mainly due to the fact that there was no reason to say the others and anything else on the matter. She knew the best way to test and do this process, but that was not the way organics worked. They did things more on culture and their own limited experiences, fears, and sometimes not even knowing the best answer. It was something that made them interesting and hard to predict, it gave them a spark that most synthetics didn't and couldn't have. Synthetics thought like computers efficient and the best way to do things with what they have. It left somethings out and sometimes the best way can be wrong if you ignore certain factors that can only be taught though having culture, feelings, and illogical thoughts. There was something very real to be said about have social experiments and ways of judging reactions. The Atlanticans did do testing like this to find out where the fine line between the two were and the best place to be.<br><br>“Yes we have many different species under the Atlantican banner. Though they are different species we are all now one race. This is a bit difficult to explain” she said thinking of the best way to explain it to any other culture. “There original was a race and species call Atlantican, which is what I am, because I was born before the empire solidified and started to take in different species. At that time there were only people like me and no other race or species. During our conflicts instead of enslaving other people or killing them off we brought them into our race, which we had the power to do. So over the years that the empire has existed it has expanded to encompass many different species into this one race, which is Atlantican. It allows us all to act as one species in the end, though they started out as different ones, if that makes sense?” she said hoping it did. <br><br>“The council doesn't break into chaos for our system is open and allows many different view points. It also allows the public to be active and have a strong say in the council. We also share knowledge and other important information, so as to prevent that from happening, though it does still happen. When it does we deal with it, but not once since the founding of the empire have we had a civil war or major and minor internal conflicts” she said, knowing full well have much information she was giving. Which was no where near the whole story just a bit, since she knew if she was recording and sending back others were as well.<br><br>“Murder for us is something which is unthinkable to one of our own. It does happen but it is something that is know through us all and doesn't go unpunished it happens rarely if at all. Famine as not happened at any of our worlds for many thousands of years and if it did, other planets would simple give aid to those in need. As for control it is both loose and tight at the same time, in order to truly understand you would have to see and look at the system and council at work” she said hoping again that he understood. She also knew this gave a bit more information on her and her race, and was trying to just explain this to him. She would be talking so softly that only he could hear it, also using the loud noises of the bar to hide it from the other, and leaning in very close, maybe almost touching him, as she told him. She did this with everything that she was saying in regards to her race and culture. After all he was the one that asked and he should be the one to hear it, if the others wanted to know they should ask and not listen in. Plus she felt like doing this with him, since it might be interesting and entertaining.<br><br>To his last comment she would look over his shoulder ad then back at him still very close. “I don't see anyone there now” she said with a small smile as if to confirm that his father was not there. “I find it very interesting that you have the power to travel in space, but you don't use it, or at least use it very often.” She would say this leaning back a little to think about it though not much as he might have further questions and there was no reason to lean out only to have to lean back in if he had a question.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vergil1989</strong> on <strong>19-07-2010, 23:00:49</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				((I keep on saying that the council has upped their numbers from 4 to more than a dozen.&nbsp; Otherwise you got a very good post CrazyIvan and everyone else for that matter lol.))<br><br>John nodded in agreement to Michelle's observation, and behind the helmet, John received a transmission saying that the Dauntless was ready to leave as soon as the group came back to the docks.&nbsp; "Alright, we'll be heading out soon, standby until then."<br><br>"Roger that John, be careful and bring them home alive."&nbsp; The captain said, closing the connection down as John got up and leaned on the table, locking eyes with everyone there.<br><br>"Ok, I just received word that we're ready to leave.&nbsp; If you want to ride with me on the Alliance transport vessel, the Dauntless, you may have your personal ships follow us or you can stay on your own and follow us that way.&nbsp; Either way, coordinates will be given to all of you to our last stop and that will be the Citadel Station itself.&nbsp; The only thing I ask is that if you come along on the Dauntless, you are subject to the same rules as everyone else aboard an Alliance vessel, unless otherwise stated.&nbsp; Mostly that means stay out of certain areas unless there's an emergency or if it's for military personnel only&nbsp; Pets are normally not allowed, but I myself don't see Maria being an issue if she stays close to you Fredrico."&nbsp; Pets were actually strictly prohibited to privately owned ships and such things, and even then they were left in hyper pods to sleep until they arrived at their destination.&nbsp; "If we're ready, we should go as soon as possible.&nbsp; Gather what you need if you're riding with me."<br><br>((Sorry, have a hair appointment, so short this time.))
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elfguy</strong> on <strong>19-07-2010, 23:47:42</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Shakar was happy to finally hear that they would move on, hopefully to a more interesting area. She liked rough, hard environments as much as the next Rak'Cajear, but there was plenty of that back home. After talking about the Citadel and the Council so much, Shakar wanted to see what John had described so highly. She also wouldn't miss the chance to see this ship of his, and perhaps find a way to those restricted areas. She stepped up to John's side, and gave him a strong slap on the shoulder. "Good! I don't need anything but the blade on my back! Let's go!"<br><br>Clearly in her usual impatient mood, she took a few steps forward, then turned around, putting her hands on her hips, smiling at the people at the table deviously, and waiting for the others to move. While she waited, she pushed a small button on one of the metal apparatus on her helm, and opened a communication channel to her ship. "Garlok! This is Shakar, you will receive coordinates soon. You will pilot the ship there. And don't mess up this time, incompetent saru!"<br><br>Noticing that some people were looking at her with disapproving eyes, she completely missed the reason they were staring, and instead commented "Oh, a saru is a small animal with a tail that goes up in trees back on my home world."<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idachan</strong> on <strong>20-07-2010, 00:12:52</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Ris was starting to think that she wouldn't find anyone to even talk to on this journey, they all seemed so... emissary-like. For the first, of many, time she wished that she had brought some of the Diablos native drink Inferno to share with them all, that would certainly have quite an effect on them and perhaps make things easier for her. The more she saw of these people she would start understanding how they and their species wanted wastly different things than she did and indeed most of the Diablerists, for now though she was merely a naive young woman who wasn't really qualified like the rest of them.<br><br>Slightly bored and feeling less curious about the others now Ris looked up quickly when a new set of people arrived, having no surprise at how the lovely creature perched upon the human male deserved as much of a greeting as the man himself. She even managed a smile and a lowering of her head, appearing almost adept in human curtesy with her dark eyelashes lowering over her intense eyes.<br><br>The news of their near departure seemed to cheer her up almost as much that it did the exotic woman, Ris had never seen muscles like that before and they seemed so very contrasting with her own, who without introducing herself managed to let Ris know her name. Impressive diplomatic skills that, Ris was impressed but briefly puzzled by the comment and almost more so by the explanation. She found herself kind of wanting a saru pet but she wondered how it would last when exposed to automatic dispensers of gasous energizers, something the Diablerists kept around just out of kindness to their visitors who couldn't handle partying Diablos style for very long...<br><br>Ris reeled her own mind back on course and stood up with a liquid grace as her gloved fingers laced together at about the height of her bust, letting her heels click just a little when she took a few steps from the table.<br>"Wonderful,&nbsp; yes well, not perhaps about being an incompetent saru but that we're all here now. I'm much excited to see what the Dauntless look like if you don't mind."<br>Her joined fists moved a little as emphasis on certain words but as her hair had fallen across one of her eyes Ris didn't look like she was chastising Shakar at least.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheGlyphstone</strong> on <strong>20-07-2010, 04:39:14</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"A small animal that climbs trees, hm? Sounds like an interesting creature."<br><br>Fredrico looked somewhat amused by the comment, though it wasn't obvious why to anyone except him and Maria. Treecats were aboreal, indicated by their given species name, after all, and they had tails.<br><br>Looking to John as he flicked a few hand signs at the loitering Marines, he added, "Incidentally, though I very much doubt you meant to be rude, don't mistake Maria here for any sort of pet. She's just as intelligent as you or I - the two of us share a bond, which is frankly the only reason I'm here instead of a properly trained diplomat. Her people chose her to attend this gathering, so I went along, and the Crown decided they might as well save the mass and crash-train me in diplomacy as well, while serving as her interpreter. I think we will take advantage of your offer to ride aboard your ship, though, for ease of travel...it wouldn't do to get lost on the way to this Citadel."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>20-07-2010, 04:49:30</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Maria gave a hiss of warning as Shakar patted Fredrico on the back, letting everyone present know exactly what she thought of him.&nbsp; Or anyone getting near either of them, for that matter.&nbsp; A moment later, Maria tilted her head in Ris' direction, lifting her left true hand in a very human seeming wave before returning it back to Fredrico's shoulder.&nbsp; At Fredrico's explanation of her presence there, she quite deliberately curled her tail gently around Fredrico's left arm for a moment before curling it back up again.<br><br>Humans had been deliberately mislead for centuries by her People and she wasn't going to take any chances with the gathered group of various species.&nbsp; While they all seemed mind blind to her, some of them were harder to read than others, and she intended to pass along her concerns when the two of them were alone again.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>20-07-2010, 05:10:13</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I too will accompany you abaord the Dauntless," said Chloe, as matter-of-fact. She turned then to Frederico, recognizing he creature, 'Maria' as an arbital cat. The claim that she was as intelligent as even the humans seemed unlikely, though she supposed it might've been comparable enough to make the difference negligible.<br><br>"You two are from an autocracy... Manticore, are you not?" she said, knowing from what she'd already heard where they were from and at least what kind of governance they had.<br><br>"Your companion...is a tree-dwelling cat originating from a relatively high-gravity world, is it not?" she asked, curious about the creature. The deduction was purely physical, as it happened, there were Var who specialized in the classification of life-forms.<br><br>"I am...Chloe," she said not offering her hand for the sake of appearing to be avoiding favouring the emissary who resembled the more-common space-faring races.&nbsp; &nbsp;
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ironwolf85</strong> on <strong>20-07-2010, 06:30:31</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"So your system is based on a sort of ordered chaos, and that mass of voices is somehow understood by the council who act upon it, interisting I must see it in action some day." he kissed the hand of Michelle, a fine woman, and while her system of governance was far diffrent and in his mind odd, they were a civilization Avelo could understand more than some of the others. "you see madam, we have the means of moving at incredible speed, dark matter allows us to burn off mass at such speeds we become frictionless or so I'm told. we made it here in a matter of minutes dispite being a galaxy away." he sighed and looked down "our problem is our star charts, they are outdated and without precise coordinates, and an open window from one point to another we'd crash into somthing. that's what the blade on the front of my ship is for, carving a path through smaller objects, but if we collided with a planet or a sun. the results would be messy." in fact he was under orders to procure a less hazard prone method of travel.<br>Avelo looked up, finally pulled from one conversation to another. "I will be riding aboard the Dauntless, I would like to see such a vessel in action. Though I would bring the Oraculim on board if you do not mind, it is somthing I hope to trade with your the council, and such an artifact must be kept within my sight at all times."<br>He looked at Michelle "unless the emperess would have me on board, I would like to see her crew and people in action... she has piqued my interist"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrazyIvan</strong> on <strong>20-07-2010, 07:02:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Michelle would turn to the new arrivals and greet them only saying "I am Michelle Alta, Empress and leader of the Atltantican Empire" it was also the first time she would give her full title. She would then quickly turn back towards Avelo as he was a very interesting person to talk to. "In a way yes, you could say that, though it is far more complicated then that" she said smiling at him and still remain quite close. She would smile and do a slight bow of her head, when he kissed her had again, she would seem to be pleased with the way he acted and kissed her hand. "Ah that is an interesting way of doing things, for our travel we choose a much different route, that is instant and allows one to travel anywhere. We have very good star charts as we are constantly probing and exploring space so that is not a problem for us, though I can see where it might be for your race. So you choose to go fast and through things ramming through them, that seems somewhat inefficient and destructive." She said this thinking of all the races and new things they had found on small objects that most people would think have no value. Though she was not really judging them and it didn't come off that way, or at least she tried to not make it come off that way, it was more of speaking her mind.<br><br>"I was thinking of riding the Dauntless, though if you would like I can show you my ship instead. It is in the dock and there is plenty of room for you and even some of your aids if you wish. Though I must warn you it was not designed as a passenger ship so it might not be as comfy as your ship. It might be more comfy then the Dauntless, though I don't know since I have never been on it. Which is part of the reason I wanted to look at it, but truly I am fine with traveling with you if that is what you would prefer" she said smiling and looking at Avelo, never leaning further back and remaining close.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ironwolf85</strong> on <strong>20-07-2010, 18:21:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Avelo smiled and leaned in, he was finding the Empress a charming equal "I believe I will also ride aboard the Dauntless then." He put a hand on hers, looked deep into her eyes, and planted a kiss on her lips. he came from a place where shows of affection were encouraged, and never thought twice about kissing this wonderful woman.<br>After sharing the kiss he stood up "Thank you all for the wonderful time. I will be loading my things onto the dauntless I look foreward to seeing you there your majesty." he took a bow and walked away with confidence befitting one of his stature.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrazyIvan</strong> on <strong>20-07-2010, 18:44:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Michelle would give a smile a nod "alright then I guess I as well will ride on the Dauntless." She would watch as he would put his hands on hers and as he looked deep into her eyes. She would look back at him into his eyes as well, a bit confused as to what he was doing, though not for long. She felt him kiss her on her lips and she even gave a bit of one back, she might have given more, but she was a bit surprised by it. Altanticans common share their feelings, memories, and desires with those around them and their friends, which has lead to a very open society. She is used to expecting something before a physical act, which is common in her culture, but interacting with those who don't have the Crystal Net means they can't do that and it can come as a bit of surprise. Atlanticans in general though are very open and fine with physical and mental open expressions of feelings and affection, and since she like Avelo, or at least found him interesting she didn't mind. Also it might have been a greeting or custom on his planet so she accepted it and just smiled at him as he stood up, her ears up and tail swaying happily back and forth.<br><br>"I will see you on the Dauntless Avelo" she said smiling at him and slowly rising from her chair and look at the others. She watched him walk away for a bit before turning to the others "Well it looks like this is going to be a fun trip and diplomatic meeting" she said smiling to all of them, in her childish way. "I am assuming I should have some of my stuff brought to the Dauntless, before we leave" she said to them as her bodyguards finally caught up with her. They looked at her and bowed to her before taking an at ease stance near her. They loked like cat people as well and were quite tall at 6'10" and 7'. They looked like soldiers, though their armor would be skin tight suit like Michelle, with heavier armor and look to it, so they would look somewhat like John in his armor, though it was slightly different in very important ways. They were still carrying the APR on their backs which once again looked like a black backpack on their back and didn't look like a weapon at all. Michelle greeted them with a smile and also noticed that they had her bags and gave them a nod with her head before turning to the others and waiting, for them.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheGlyphstone</strong> on <strong>20-07-2010, 19:09:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=74959.msg3324129#msg3324129">Quote from: PeacethatPowerbrings on 20-07-2010, 05:10:13</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"You two are from an autocracy... Manticore, are you not?" she said, knowing from what she'd already heard where they were from and at least what kind of governance they had.<br><br>"Your companion...is a tree-dwelling cat originating from a relatively high-gravity world, is it not?" she asked, curious about the creature. The deduction was purely physical, as it happened, there were Var who specialized in the classification of life-forms.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>"Indeed so, ma'am." His reply was polite, with only the barest hint of hesitation for the mode of address. The 'woman' was evidently some form of mechanical, though more sophisticated than any he had ever seen, and with a personality and response time very much indicating that 'she' was no remote unit. He supposed a full-body prosthetic was technically possible, though it must be indescribably complicated.<br><br>"Our home is the Star Empire of Manticore. Specifically, we are both from the planet Sphinx, which as you deduced, is a heavy-gravity planet. Maria's people are the native sapients of Sphinx, I immigrated there from another planet within the Empire."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>20-07-2010, 19:56:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I see," replied Chloe, "did Maria's people voluntarily join your Star Empire?" she asked. The question was loaded, in a sense, in that the answers would tell her, and the rest of the Var who cared to know, a lot about the Star Empire of Manticore. A particularly quick Var biologist had already determined that the likelyhood of a creature like Maria being capable of becoming space-faring on its own was low, mostly because technology tended to be writ large in early development eventually transitioning to small, moving from small to large would be, very unlikely, though not impossible.<br><br>"Excuse me if it is not an open subject," she said, "but the methods of incorporation between very distinct species into one society is of particular interest to the Var."<br><br>This was true of course, because there really wasn't any way for two species to be more distinct than the Var were from almost any organic species.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>20-07-2010, 22:35:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Maria gave what would sound like an amused "Bleek!" before hoping off of his shoulder and onto a nearby table.&nbsp; &nbsp;She turned to face the two of them and began signing to Fredrico, though she kept the other in her sight. Her ears returned to their normal position and she seemed to be a bit more relaxed.<br><br><em>Will talk more when alone.&nbsp; Tell her, yes we are voluntary members.</em>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheGlyphstone</strong> on <strong>21-07-2010, 00:11:38</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He quirked an eyebrow at Maria's comment, then smiled. <br>"She says yes, it was very much voluntary. It's a bit of an interesting story, actually, though a long one. The 'cats have only really been an integrated part of our society for a few years now, but humans have co-existed with them on Sphinx for a little over four hundred years. A little over a third of the planet is restricted for their usage. You'd have to ask a historian if you wanted to know more." In fact, he could have told her quite a bit more, but he chose not to. Sphinxians were by nature close-mouthed about their arboreal neighbors, and Fredrico had developed the same mindset after joining the Forestry Service.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>21-07-2010, 01:05:16</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She found it odd that Maria species would have only a third of their own planet restricted for their usage, but she didn't say anything, assuming it was merely an awkward turn of phrase denoting third held in exclusivity, with two thirds not taken, but merely opened up.<br><br>"I have to admit, a great number of the Var would like very much to study this world...Sphinx" she said, "even among humans who seem most prone to accomodating other species within a government, the arrangement seems, extraordinary." She turned to regard Maria, and then looked back to Frederico.<br><br>"I'm sorry if I seem...preoccupied," she said, smiling, "sometimes the demands of Var researchers can be, overwhelming, I'd personally like to know more about you, as well..."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheGlyphstone</strong> on <strong>21-07-2010, 01:18:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well, they were there first, and as I said, the history of humans and treecats together is a complicated one. As for myself - I'm essentiall human, aside from a few tweaks, but if you're a researcher, I imagine you're curious regardless. I've met a few scientists in my time; once we get aboard this...Dauntless...I am certain we can find time to talk and answer whatever questions you have that I know enough to answer."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>21-07-2010, 02:13:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She laughed softly, a sound she didn't usually make, but at this moment it seemed right. She didn't have the involuntary need to laugh, but she could laugh, and so she did. It was rather amusing that he'd missed her point but she didn't mind, her manner of speech was still adapting back to a more human cadence after her long stint on the Var homeworld.<br><br>"I'm not a researcher," she said, "I just happen to know them all..." she smiled, and added, "but once we get aboard the Dauntless I'd certainly like to talk some more, perhaps over a drink?"<br><br>She tried to steer the suggestion away from an interest in biology, and more toward a casual kind of feeling. She supposed that one didn't usually hear small-talk from someone synthetic, but then, synthetics also didn't usually have feelings, so the Var were at least a few steps beyond the accurate description of their bodies, as synthetic.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheGlyphstone</strong> on <strong>21-07-2010, 02:25:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"A drink sounds excellent...Chloe, was it? I'm no researcher either, but I believe you'll find I have as many questions about you as you will about me. You really are unlike anyone I've met before, though I suspect that sort of thing will become increasingly frequent the more time I spend in a universe where humans aren't the only race crossing between stars."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>21-07-2010, 02:54:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'll be happy to answer those questions I'm sure," she said, smiling, "though, with everything I've learned so far, I'm not sure the universe I inhabit is all that particularly familiar to me. I will spend quite some time consulting our anthropologists once we're about the Dauntless, this assembly has tested the limits of my experience, I'm afraid, I don't usually deal with quite so many peoples of such influential size."<br><br>She was indeed, treading beyond her normal experience. Dealing with single-star nations was easy enough. She put them at ease when the Var encroached on a nearby star, met with them, learned about them, and then ultimately settled the matter. With such a gathering as she was attending now, it was much more complex, something she hadn't really be able to prepare for adequately, and so she'd be playing catch-up once she got her quarters aboard the Dauntless.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vergil1989</strong> on <strong>21-07-2010, 05:57:58</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				John was glad they all seemed to be getting along, other than Shakar who would need to be watched a great deal most likely.&nbsp; Sending a coded message back to the Dauntless while everyone was engaged with each other, he sent the order to have the aggressive and extremely strong member of their assembly under careful surveillance before closing his omni-tool down again, keeping the recording device open before heading to the door.&nbsp; The kiss between the horse and Michelle made John's lip quirk up the briefest of centimeters as a pang of jealousy hit him, but he beat it down.&nbsp; It was probably normal where Avelo came from, and Michelle didn't seem bothered by it...damn it.&nbsp; "Alright, Avelo, get what you need and I'll be sure to pass the message along it's a sensitive piece of equipment that will be under your eye or your trusted allies at all times.&nbsp; On that note, if you have anything you want to bring and it's of a sensitive nature, be sure to tell our boys down in the cargo area as much as you wish to tell about it so we can try to accommodate as much as possible.&nbsp; Decontamination procedures are standard for anyone going on or off any Alliance ship, as I'm sure it's the same for any of your own.&nbsp; It's pretty straightforward, laser scanning and a mix of decontaminate, non harmful gas is pumped into the airlock and then you're allowed to pass through once you're completely cleaned of any bugs you might have brought with you.&nbsp; Chloe, Fredrico, you're more than welcome to reserve a table or have a dinner brought to your private quarters when you are given such once we get aboard, just let the guys in the Mess Hall know of your request and it'll be taken care of."&nbsp; Turning to Maria next, and realizing he had made the mistake of assuming anything, John held a hand out to the treecat and hoped she'd shake it once he got an apology out.&nbsp; "Maria, if I offended you, I do apologize for it.&nbsp; You're the only intelligent animal species I've seen in my years in the service, but I'm sure you get that a lot huh?&nbsp; Anyway, friends?&nbsp; Fredrico, you have a good friend watching out on your shoulder there.&nbsp; Sorry if I offended either of you, for it wasn't my intent.&nbsp; Ris, I haven't forgotten you by any means."&nbsp; Turning to the Diablosts last, (sorry if I spelled wrong lol,) "I'd like to hear more about your own species since you haven't talked much since you've arrived here.&nbsp; Please, walk with me as we head for the Docks and finally leave this station behind."<br><br>((Will post idea of the ship in question when I have two minutes to think of one lol.<br><br>Also, I'm sorry if I missed anything, just bring it up in the OOC or PM me and I'll get it in my next post, just had a hard enough time trying to catch up.))
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>21-07-2010, 06:19:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Amber smiled and shook her head.<br><br>"John," she said, "I'm afraid that all of you are intelligent animal species, not to put too fine a point on it."<br><br>She found a certain irony in the way he put it. In terms of classifying species, there really wasn't any difference between an intelligent animal and non-intelligent animal beyond their level of intelligence. Small animals who were also intelligent were rare, but seemed, from the Var point of view, to be no more distinct from larger intelligent animals than a large and fast animal was from a small and fast animal.<br><br>"Tool using, intelligent, communicating, space-faring, animals," she said, "biology is so wonderfully neutral is it not?"<br><br>She laughed again, already prepared to follow him to the Dauntless, she really required nothing from her ship, which would stay, or be recalled, as some other Var required.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrazyIvan</strong> on <strong>21-07-2010, 16:28:03</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Michelle would listen as John talked to the group about special items and how they would handle them. She really saw no reason to bring a special item for the alliance, though she did have some other things. She was thinking what could she bring or let them do, when Avelo comment sparked what she might do, to the dismay of some of the council members back home. She would be debating with them and talking to them as she stood there with the group. She would just stand there not really saying anything, due to the fact that no one had really talked to her so she had no reason to, not yet at least. Her eyes would be moving back and further quite fast before it all stop and she looked at her guards. The guards looked back at her and then the spoke in Atlantican, which to those with out a Crystal would just seem like gibberish. It would sound like a mix of slightly high pitched intakes of breaths, mixed with varies sounds that flowed together, and other sounds that just comes together into something very fast and would not make sense to those who didn't know Atlantican. It only makes sense if you have a Crystal, because they are not actually saying words, what they are speaking is markers and that point to things and give more emphasis, to the write communications they are sending. Even if you slowed it down you would find no real pattern or meaning behind them. When Michelle spoke though it would sound much more like singer a peaceful, beautiful, and almost calming type of voice and song.<br><br>After a couple minutes of this which was a long time to be talking for them the guards would bow and head off leaving her bags which were quite small and heading back to the ship. They were to get some more things and to get themselves ready to go. The captain had already been informed of what he was to do and what was going to happen. Michelle watched the guards leave before turning back to face the others and snapping her fingers lightly, causing the bags to rise and basically fall in behind her. She would then walk right up next to John very close like before and look at him smiling. As she waited for them to get ready and to go.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>21-07-2010, 17:22:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Maria's ears flickered at John's apology and she gave a soft "bleek." in acknowledgement before giving a very human seeming nod.&nbsp; &nbsp; She hopped off of the table that she'd jumped onto, going over to Fredrico and giving his pant leg a gentle tug with one true hand to indicate that she'd like a lift to his shoulder.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elfguy</strong> on <strong>21-07-2010, 18:15:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As Fredrico talked, Shakar nodded, then noticing Maria again, she added "Like that one right there. Looks very similar. Except uhm, ours don't talk and aren't intelligent." When the tree-cat hissed at her, she was taken aback. She hadn't done anything bad, at least not anywhere near what she would consider as threatening.<br><br>She walked closer to the table again while the others were busy chatting amongst themselves, and looked at Maria curiously. "Do you talk or just make strange sounds? Maybe I should bring you back home as an exotic trophy." She chuckled, and it was unclear if she was joking or not. Still, she didn't make any threatening motion towards her.<br><br>Then, hearing John talk again, and attempt to answer every single question that the large group had, she sighed. It seemed like she was the only one in a hurry to see the Citadel, and hopefully finally find some interesting technology or resources that would be worth her time.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idachan</strong> on <strong>21-07-2010, 22:15:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The diablerist looked a little surprised at John's request, so far he was actually the only one who had talked to her and she had assumed that he wasn't interested in hearing anything about her obscure little planet and its queer inhabitants. Shame on her for assuming she figured but before she could answer and oblige his request about walking with him, the one who has said something about being an empress, Ris had to admitt to not having listened very carefully, was standing more or less directly to the side of the man and thus laying claim to his attention again.<br><br>Ris let out a heavy huff of breath, being a diplomat was harder than it seemed appearantly, and unclasped her hands to do something with the wristband on her left arm, a brief flash of light revealing it to be some technical device. Lowering her wrist again the darkhaired dancer shrughed softly and finally spoke again.<br>"Whenever you have the time operative Zatheral."<br>Nodding as well the young Diablerist adjusted her vest before moving one hand beneath her hair and then out,&nbsp; lifting her bluish tresses out from the collar and then dropping them to fall across her back in a cascade as she moved forward as if ready to leave.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vergil1989</strong> on <strong>22-07-2010, 18:37:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				((I would have posted yesterday, but I had had only four hours of sleep so I had no brain to post anything big.&nbsp; Sorry for the delay everyone.&nbsp; Ship will be coming in as well to make up for lost time.&nbsp; For those unfamiliar with the Citadel, I'll post a thing up for that as well.&nbsp; Say hello to the Terran Odin, from I think a game called X3; Reunion as the site it came from said.))<br><br>http://img185.imageshack.us/img185/20/odinkl4.jpg (http://img185.imageshack.us/img185/20/odinkl4.jpg)<br><br>((Might be a bit big, but it serves my purposes lol.))<br><br>John listened with half an ear to Michelle talking to her guards in her own language, nodding to Ris as she answered him.&nbsp; When Michelle and everyone else seemed ready to get moving, John radioed ahead to let his boys know they were on the move and they needed to keep up.&nbsp; "Form up around us when we're outside the club."<br><br>"Roger that sir!&nbsp; The 31st will be ready."&nbsp; The response came back, John closing the connection down through his headset before motioning for everyone to fall in behind him.&nbsp; "Alright, if you have any last minute things to do, better do them now."&nbsp; John said before moving through the club and out the doors after making sure nobody was left behind.&nbsp; All in all, the gathering had been a success except for Avelo dying once.&nbsp; That thought alone made John shake his head as he put the combat visor back down in case more enemies came out of the woodwork.&nbsp; Leading the way to the docks, and no one trying to stop them the whole way, the SPECTRE breathed a sigh of relief as the transport vessel came into sight.&nbsp; The Dauntless was imposing, to be sure, being one of the bigger trasnport vessels the Alliance had to their name since the battle at the Citadel a few centuries back.&nbsp; The defense budget had gotten a hefty boost after the Reaper incursions started, and the ships had become bigger and more powerful to compensate.&nbsp; The Dauntless was the last in her line, having been outdated fifty years ago.&nbsp; Considering how peaceful things had been since though, no one saw a need to replace her, especially since there hadn't been any issues with the ship itself thankfully, being well maintained and refitted for this mission with updated defenses and weaponry that could be fit without gutting any essential components.&nbsp; "There she is, the U.S.S. Dauntless.&nbsp; Boarding procedures can begin as soon as you're ready."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrazyIvan</strong> on <strong>22-07-2010, 20:29:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Michelle would be following close by him, leaving no space between him and her as they made there way to the dock. She didn't say anything as she didn't want his attention, she was just doing as suggested before, which was sty close to him. She would look back at Ris on the trip and smile at her with a friend;y and diplomatic smile. She looked like she was about to say something when her guards returned carrying a small case. They wouldn't say anything only fall behind her and walk with her to the ship. She would look to John after after they got to the ship and she saw it "excuse me, but my I bring a different ship to the citadel then the one I came here in?" she asked him.<br><br>She had only taken a quick look over the ship, and noticed how very out of date it would be for her people and wondered how it was still in operation. Though she also had to remember she was dealing with a people or group of people that either didn't or only recently maybe had intergalactic travel, not like Atlanticans which have had it for a long time now and controlled galaxies. She would wait there for John to answer and to see if Avelo would show up and how the other diplomats were doing.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elfguy</strong> on <strong>22-07-2010, 20:38:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Shakar let out an audible sigh of relief when they finally started walking towards the ship. She stayed near John too, just behind Michelle, still eager to get there. When they got to the dock, she had a different reaction. Shakar was quite impressed with both the size and look of the ship. Her own people had many different types of ships, using technologies from other species, but she had never seen one so big. She could easily imagine the kind of engines and weapons on this thing.<br><br>When Michelle spoke, Shakar looked at her, and commented, loud enough to be heard "Tssk.. Show off.."<br>Still, she couldn't help but envy her people. If this ship was unsuitable for her, she could only imagine the kind of technologies they possessed.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>22-07-2010, 20:51:40</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Chloe couldn't help but see the design decisions behind the ship, the very human, very elegant and functional thinking that went into designing the thing. Though, it wasn't hard to grasp why Michelle might want to take her own ship. She turned to Shakar, wondering if she'd taken it as a slight that an advanced race would not want to travel with them. Chloe herself had a similar thought, though she considered the diplomatic potential of the trip as outweighing any convenience in taking her own vessel.<br><br>"There are many reasons to travel aboard one's own vessel," she said, "I think it would be, premature, to judge it as a overt display of superiority."<br><br>She knew it was a display of superiority, technologically at least, though Chloe wouldn't have said it was overt. As it was, the evidence suggested simply a different mode of thinking with the Atlanticans, not a intentional bid to seem extraordinarily powerful, after all, the Var had made it a policy to ensure their underestimation whenever possible, if only by seeming, well, passive, when they were not.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vergil1989</strong> on <strong>23-07-2010, 01:17:43</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"She might not look like much, but the Dauntless is one of the best for transport an security purposes without bringing in a full fledged war ship, like the SR5 Normandy or something.&nbsp; She's capable of FTL, but for sake of expediency and fuel efficiency, we usually let the Mass Relays do all the work for us while we're in our own galaxy.&nbsp; The trip will be about an hour long since we jump from one relay to the next, a pair connected only to each other and no others if they're primary link ups at any rate.&nbsp; There's a lot of small relays out here in the Milky Way, but they have a limited range due to their size.&nbsp; Not only that, but we only use Mass Relays that we know where they come out of since we don't want to chance any dangerous races coming through unannounced, as I'm sure you can imagine.&nbsp; To answer your question though Michelle, might I ask one of my own?&nbsp; I don't have a problem with you bringing another ship, but I am curious as to why you wish to do so.&nbsp; If it's a simple thing as it being outdated or something, I wouldn't be offended but some people onboard might be is my only concern."&nbsp; He smiled, knowing how touchy some people could be about their ships.&nbsp; Mostly because they became a home to most spacers, and such they didn't like their homes being abused or talked bad about.&nbsp; John knew how that was, but he also knew that the Atlanticans were far more advanced, and so the sight of the old ship before them probably made her uneasy or at least wish to ride in something a bit more familiar.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrazyIvan</strong> on <strong>23-07-2010, 04:01:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Michelle would turn to look at Shakar with a very confused look, what was she showing off? She wondered what she was talking about or what statement had made her say this. She went over what she said trying to figure out what she had said to deserve that. She asked if she could so that she might give the people a sort of gift and treat, but she didn't think it would be showing off. "I believe that someone has made a mistake and a misunderstanding as to why I want to bring a new ship to the citadel" she said looking far more confused then before.<br><br>Chloe would be wrong about her assumption it was not a show of power, but rather her trying to come up with a gift. She saw how it might be a easy to misunderstand, partly because she wanted to keep a surprise. She would tell them to clear it up but she would rather keep it a surprise.<br><br>She would quickly turn to John raising her arms and waving them and looking confused. "I have no problem with your ship I think it is fine, though I will admit a bit outdated, to me, but I am fine and happy with it. I fell honored that you allow me onto one of your ships, it is a great honor to me. I believe I have not made my intentions clear and I have said something that has been gravely misunderstood. I was merely asking if it was alright because I had some gifts and other things that I wanted to bring on a different ship, because I didn't bring them on the other. I also had a surprise I gift that I wanted to give all of the diplomats as gift, if I appeared to be acting superior, strong, or ungrateful I am most sorry it was not my intention in the slightest." She said in a soft voice and truly meaning what she was saying and trying desperately to clear up the misunderstanding. If someone looked at her they would understand and see this clearly as she looked between them and did a slight nod/bow of her head.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vergil1989</strong> on <strong>23-07-2010, 07:36:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				John just shook his head and smiled behind his helmet.&nbsp; "You needn't apologize Michelle."&nbsp; The SPECTRE Operative replied, putting a comforting armored hand on her shoulder.&nbsp; "From what I was able to gleam about you so far, you don't seem the type to try to act superior to everyone else in any shape or form.&nbsp; I understood that the moment you asked, but I was just wondering why was all and you answered my question in your flustered state.&nbsp; At any rate, I don't see a problem if you bring a couple ships along behind ours in whatever way works for you Michelle.&nbsp; Which reminds me, your nav guys and gals will need the galaxy map to get to the Citadel.&nbsp; It will only show the way using the Mass Relay system, and nothing else for the same reason as the whole tech thing I explained earlier.&nbsp; Sorry, it's nothing personal in any way, and we can't stop you from exploring after the meeting, but it's better to be safe than sorry."&nbsp; He hoped they would understand the Alliance and the general Council's concerns as the airlock opened up before John and he let the group pile in behind him before the door shut and the decontamination sequence activated on its own.&nbsp; The room, just big enough to accommodate everyone, was pumped full of an odorless, tasteless, gas that was designed to wipe out all bacteria and other bugs of its nature, and the room wide laser wall that progressed back and forth during the whole time did a thorough scan as well for the same, just to be sure.&nbsp; When it was over, the next door opened and admitted the 'shore party' into the Dauntless itself.&nbsp; "Welcome to the Dauntless, representatives from all across the galaxy.&nbsp; Quarters have been prepared for your comfort on the second deck, one below this one.&nbsp; I can show you the way or a number of the staff, provided they're not busy, can do the same."&nbsp; The ship was well lit and it had enough room in the hallway to allow three people to easily walk side by side together.&nbsp; The ship was a labyrinth of passages like the one they were in, and stairwells and elevators spread out across the whole of the transport vessel.&nbsp; A number of doors in this particular hallway were marked in red paint, "Military Personnel Only.&nbsp; Do Not Enter," clearly visible with at least one Marine stationed in front of every door, if not two where the especially crucial parts of the ship were.&nbsp; "So, where do you want to go first?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idachan</strong> on <strong>23-07-2010, 09:17:17</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Ris had been mightily impressed by the guards joining up to them, following and enclosing them in a way that turned them into a procession, and the ship wasn't shabby either, it probably had more power than any ship owned by her people though she doubted that it was half as commited to being pleasant. While hearing Michelle's comment about another ship Ris only thought to herself that it seemed like a terrible hazzle if she was riding the Dauntless like she had said before, the comments made about it made Ris first purse her lips as she thought she had misunderstood something but then Michelle explained herself and Ris looked away again.<br><br>To her it didn't have the desired effect though, the youth with her raging imagination was now suspecting Michelle for planning an assault on the Citadel as the start of a great invasion which would take the ambassadors hostage for extortion on their home worlds... Well, she doubted that Michelle was that bad but the woman and her smiles during the walk had not convinced Ris at all, for all she knew those smiles could be diplomatian for burn in hell and she really didn't have any concept of technology being outdated or advanced, to Diablerists who weren't technophiles it didn't matter, what mattered was if the technology could make like more pleasant, more in tune with Fröjd.<br><br>Having allready arranged for a few coffers and crates to be taken aboard Ris could concentrate on being nervous when they boarded and the dancer shifted slightly impatiently before walking up to John but making sure that she was on the other side of him from Michelle. Her head tilted to the side to make the dark fringe uncover her eyes, both orbs visible and remarkably well matched to her horns, and her arms wrapped themselves over her stomach.<br>"Actually I was wondering if I could borrow some space to let off steam in, I'm pretty nervous about the meeting and all. And it could be sort of precarious for people to be around when I use my full passion."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elfguy</strong> on <strong>23-07-2010, 22:21:02</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Shakar just rolled her eyes when Michelle talked again, trying to explain her comment. She was used to always seeing the worse possibilities, and to her, the girl's innocent facade had to hide something. Such races, with pure intentions, were the easiest to be conquered. So if her kind really had that much power and control, then they had to have some dark secret somewhere, otherwise Shakar thought it would be impossible for such a species to still exist.<br><br>Then, she crossed her arms as John tried once again to be very diplomatic and answer everyone's every concern. To her, it was still more lost time, and this time she decided not to wait, going straight onboard before everyone else, hoping that this would make the others hurry up.<br><br>Assuming that this was indeed a short trip, she probably wouldn't even bother going to her quarters, instead deciding to go explore as much of the ship as she could.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vergil1989</strong> on <strong>24-07-2010, 08:28:54</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"The best place would probably be an empty storage room or even a staircase while we're getting ready to take off.&nbsp; Everyone will be at their stations so I doubt you'd be bothered if you require privacy Ris."&nbsp; John said, taking his helmet off at last and shaking his short brown head of hair a few times, popping his neck at the same time.&nbsp; "That's better.&nbsp; Anyway, I'll be around the ship, but if you need me for any reason and I'm able to get to you, I'll do my best to do so."&nbsp; John said, leaving them to do what they wished until they arrived on the Citadel in an hour's time, hopefully without anyone trying to stop them.&nbsp; The ship started to pull away, and John made his way to the CIC which was at the front of the ship, Turian design to have the Combat Information Center at the front so superior officers could literally look over the helmsman's shoulder during combat instead of being in the middle of everything.&nbsp; It actually seemed to help after the experiments with the SRV Normandy 1 and 2, increasing response times and reducing stress brought on by combat situations, knowing your commander is right behind you, literally sometimes.&nbsp; The captain was behind the pilot then as he entered through the doors and found the man, saluted him before waiting for what came next.<br><br>"You did a good job 'Shepard', the Council will be pleased once we get back to the Capital.&nbsp; Let's just hope no one decides to drop out of FTL from here on.&nbsp; For now, rest and be ready should trouble arrive."&nbsp; The old man replied, and John saluted even though technically he didn't answer to the Captain or anyone but the Council anymore, given his Spectre status.&nbsp; Still, he was a human Alliance member, and old habits died hard as it were.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ironwolf85</strong> on <strong>24-07-2010, 17:11:27</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Avelo had naught the time to spend with Serra, so he settled for a sweet kiss and holding her close. this entire time he'd been organizing his retinue, priests, templar, a few techs and scribes. More importantly he brought his Confessor along, it was the stern grey bearded Confessor that carried the large locked and ornate, box.<br>Avelo simply too this moment to make himself at home, sitting on the west obversation deck folding his legs and looking out into space contemplating. He moved to this position without a word.<br>"Confessor...." he looked to the wisened man at his side "what do you think of us?" "excuse me m'lord what do you mean." a confessor was one who a divine could open up to, the one time Avelo was at ease and not wearing his divine persona. The Confessor was the only one to see the flawed, mortal side, of a demi-god.<br><br>"we divine... I know you worship us, as is proper, but what must you think of us as living beings." "is this because of the incident?" "yes Magnus I feel vunrible... it is uncomfortable." it was rare for him to use a follower's name directly Confessor Magnus was closer to a kind uncle, or a father figure than his actual divine father, though Avelo would not have ever been aware of such.<br><br>He looked out into space eyes wandering among the stars "I retain my abilities, but what I've seen and heard here. They are not divine, yet some even sound superior and demonstrate divine powers." Confessor Magnus patted Avelo on the head as he had when he was just a child. "Avelo... I've seen the transcripts, and the soloution is simple, their objects of worship are not their gods at least not as much as they could be, but often are abstract things like ideals, their nations, or even themselves." Magnus spoke in and even and reassuring tone. "Look at their obsessions, their desire of materal things, is that not near worship. would that not give those close to those ideals a power all their own. Take your imperal friend, a beautiful woman to be sure, but though her entire people worship many gods, they have only one nation, one empire, one ruler, with the council as her high priests."<br>"hmmm... you might be right, maybe faith does more than sustain and empower my father, it might drive our people forward. maybe we can harness that when we get home." "as you see fit Avelo" Magnus bowed and remained silent as they watched the stars, so many worlds, so many diffrent things.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheGlyphstone</strong> on <strong>24-07-2010, 17:59:53</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				At Shakar's words of taking Maria for some sort of trophy, his eyes narrow threateningly for a moment before he interprets the comment as a joke. Still, his voice cannot help but be a bit cold as he answers her. "To those not of her kind, she speaks in signs of the hands and fingers. If you wish to speak to her, do so directly, and I will translate her response."<br><br>Fredrico waves off the trailing Marines back to his own vessel, with orders to have the cruiser follow the Dauntless at a safe time interval. His first thoughts of the ship are a mixture of curiosity and bemusement, finding the bristling, weapon-laden and pointy hull to be somewhat gauche. A bit more reflection, though, and he can see the predatory elegance in the lines. Multidirectional weapons are certainly a novelty, but in a universe where one's hull designs are not constrained by their drive system, the advantages are unmistakable.<br><br>"I believe my own vessel will also be following us, though no aspersions are meant on you or the...Dauntless? The diplomatic core I've been saddled with as an entourage will insist on remaining at some close proximity. Just have someone relay to them about how long it'll take for this ship to distance from the other end of your relay by about a kilometer or so, and they can follow safely through and activate their own drive."<br><br>"As for what to do aboard ship - I believe, in the absence of any other pressing tasks, I might take up Ms. Chloe on the offer for a drink together, in whatever setting would be most convenient."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrazyIvan</strong> on <strong>24-07-2010, 19:31:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Michelle would feel better when John explained that he never doubted her and put his hand on her shoulder. Her people already knew where the citadel was as they had the star charts, as this once was there home and they did keep track of it. "Thank you for understanding, and I am glad I could answer your question" she said smiling at him. Sometimes Atlanticans will think they are thinking something and mix it up and actually say something, this is generally not a problem because amongst her own people it really doesn't matter. "There shouldn't be a need for the charts" she would say rather softly, as she thought aloud, by accident. It would quiet enough so that only John might have heard it, and it was a true statement. Atlanticans never enter a galaxy without first scouting it and know the star chart and power of the galaxy, using small worm probes.<br><br>Michelle watched as the decontamination process took place and then also looked around at the other diplomats. She would look inside of the Dauntless once it was done cleaning them off and the door opened. She would nod to John and smile at him as he explained about the ship, about their quarters, and where not to go. She heard Ris ask about a place to go, but wasn't that concerned she was more looking at John and to see Avelo was on board. Her guards would head off to her room escorted by one of the ships personal, to get her stuff ready and to just wait. She turned and saw Shakar walk off to wonder the ship, and Michelle didn't want to be around her as she didn't seem like that nice of a person. <br><br>Before John would leave Michelle would get close to him as he took off his helmet and smile wider as she inspected his face more. She would be very close with but a couple centimeters separating their faces, if he didn't move and if he did she would to maintain it for a bit. She would then lean back and give him a smile and nod and seem to look happier then before, now that his helmet had come off and she had looked over him. She would then watch him leave and look around at who was left. She noticed that some had left while others seemed to have plans and people they were going to see. So she thought best to leave them alone and wonder the ship looking for Avelo and to see if she could continue her conversation with him.<br><br>Michelle would wonder the halls of the ship, going were ever she could looking it over and looking for Avelo. It took longer to find him then she thought it would take to find a horse/person on a ship full of mostly humans and human like beings. Though eventually she found him sitting in one of the observation decks talking with someone who seemed very close to him. She would stay out of it for now, and not interrupt them and wait for them to finish. She didn't try to hide, she just stayed quiet and waited for Avelo to finish talking with the other man.<br><br>((OOC: I am assuming Avelo you are on the ship, if not I can correct this))
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vergil1989</strong> on <strong>24-07-2010, 19:59:27</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The maps were uploaded to all of the diplomats' ships as had been promised, clearing marking how far they would need to follow so they didn't bump into each other by mistake and where they would go from one point to the next.&nbsp; Five jumps between Relays, with a few minutes of travel in between Relays to get from one to the other in its matched pair, all in all an hour and a half all told.&nbsp; Long enough to settle down for a bit but not enough to really get comfortable.&nbsp; The transitions between FTL and normal flight modes would be smooth and barely noticeable unless one was looking out the windows, in which case the stars and planets would be a blur of white lights and little else in the way of details.&nbsp; After the Dauntless had left Omega, John saw the Omega Relay fill the front deck's forward window, still amazed by what they could do before the jump occurred and the galaxy as John knew it turned to the indistinguishable mess of lights as they were hurtled at incredible speeds to the next Relay in line before heading out to find Michelle.&nbsp; It took a few minutes of tracking her down, but the Spectre found Michelle watching Avelo and an old friend from the look of things.&nbsp; Putting a hand to her shoulder again, John smiled and motioned for her to follow him if she wanted, wishing to talk with her if at all possible without disturbing the 'divine' horse in the next room.&nbsp; "If you want, I'd like to speak to you Michelle, if I may.&nbsp; I did promise after all to answer your questions, regardless if you count it or not."&nbsp; He said, waiting for a response either way.<br><br>((If this won't work Ivan, it's all good.&nbsp; Or if you get her first Ironwolf, that's fine too my friend.))
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ironwolf85</strong> on <strong>24-07-2010, 20:36:43</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"sometimes... divinity is a burden Magnus" the confessor looked on questioningly "how so Avelo" "well... sometimes I just want to get away, I'm always surrounded by worshippers and lovers. can't complain, but I never get a moment's peace..." the golden horse then realized that someone had entered the room his mask of divinity instantly clamped down.<br><br>Avelo stood up with a smile turning to see Michelle and John "hello there" he bowed slightly "I was just discussing...um" he scratched the back of his head "well we all have our secrets do we not."<br>He turned back to look over the blurring stars, "how do you accomplish this?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>24-07-2010, 20:46:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chloe didn't particularly need to see the reference for the ship's sections to know where to find a drink. With everything the Var knew, it was hard not to be able to deduce exactly where everything on the ship would be, merely from its outside structure and a cursory knowledge of the ship's purpose, age and design. Unless the designer of the vessel was quite insane, there really only was one configuration for it which made sense, and the possible were close enough that she really couldn't get lost.<br><br>"I believe I can locate for us the observation deck," she said, "and some drinks..."<br><br>She gestured down one of the halls, happy to rely on her own understanding of the ship's layout to guide them. It wasn't particularly hard to adapt to the unexpected either, when she could 'see' and 'hear' in all directions. Really, if anything, a body could be considered a vessel for the mind. Her vessel was designed intentionally for utility, not by the evolutionary process, and so, it was no coincidence that she was well adapted to the environments she usually encountered, ships, stations, cities.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vergil1989</strong> on <strong>24-07-2010, 21:06:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"We had to reverse engineer Prothean technology a bit, but it jump started our own by several hundred years in a matter of a few short decades.&nbsp; The affect this had on the galactic community as a whole was dubbed Mass Effect, since it opened up a very wide range of unforeseen possibilities and problems all at the same time when we made our first jump through a Mass Relay that was located in our own small corner of the galaxy, the 'Local Cluster' as it's called back home.&nbsp; Element Zero is at the core of our ship's drive engine, and it corresponds with the Mass Relays, allowing us to open a pathway and hit a target the size of a pinhead on the other end.&nbsp; I don't know the specifics, just the basics."&nbsp; He shrugged, having noticed Avelo's face a moment before his 'divinity' fell back into place.&nbsp; He had been affected by what had happened more than he let on after all.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elfguy</strong> on <strong>24-07-2010, 21:31:14</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Shakar roamed the various hallways of the ship, alone and smiling. She hadn't even gone to the place John had designated for the diplomats. She was much more interested in the fire power and technology this ship had.<br><br>Coming close to a weapons locker, she looked around, and seeing nobody nearby, she grabbed the door and pulled with incredible strength, forcing the door open. Shakar smiled at the now useless electronic lock, and went in. She spent a few moments looking over the various rifles, shotguns and blasters. Using a small metallic device on her outfit, she took detailed scans, before replacing them at their spots and then leaving the room.<br><br>She headed towards engineering, still smiling.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>24-07-2010, 21:41:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Noting that Fredrico seemed absorbed in conversation, Maria elected to follow John to the bridge of the ship.&nbsp; &nbsp;She wandered from panel to panel, using her true hands to hold herself up where she could see what the various members of the bridge crew were doing.&nbsp; Again, like always, she was careful to keep her fingers away from any kind of control or button.<br><br>When she finally completed her circuit, she found either an empty chair or a nice sized section of railing to climb up onto so that she could watch the main viewscreen.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idachan</strong> on <strong>24-07-2010, 22:16:59</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Thank you... John. I'll go find me somewhere quiet then."<br>A little unsure of what she should really call him but taking after the others in using his given name Ris smiled and turned away from the path the others seemed to be using, Draile and Niva heading to the assigned room to prepare her outfit for the impending meeting, and as she got further and further away from them the level of activity also decreased. The design of the interior of the ship wasn't bad, it could almost be mistaken for some industrial inspired social hub in Pandemonium.<br><br>The thought of her home made Ris groan a little at the task before her, her red eyes quickly finding a staircase with landings of adequate size where she nodded to herself. Hanging her vest over the railing Ris was soon pulling off her dark boots to get her feet bare, her toenails artistically manicured in blues and silver. Ris then turned to her wrist and the device there, using her voice to control it now. <br>"Command. Playlist eighteen."<br>Draile had changed the settings so that Ris had to actually tell the device that she was using it before it did anything, he had figured it would make things easier at the meeting but Ris just thought it was a bloody nuisance.<br><br>Still, music filled the immediate vicinity of the diablerist now and accompanied by the latest hits of Diablos Ris slowly warmed her body up, stretching a little before at long last she was ready to give herself a good workout. It was obvious why she had chosen the staircase after a little while, it was one of those with open railings and banisters, plenty of props for her dancing even if one didn't count the steps themselves and she made full use of them aswell. It was probably a good thing no one was there to see her, even a seasoned visitor to Diablos would have had a hard time breathing as she swirled like a dervish between the floors though she tried to come back to where her things where. And far through the point where a human would have been exhausted the girl just danced.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrazyIvan</strong> on <strong>24-07-2010, 22:30:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The Atlantican vessel would have left the station and head back to the home system, the other ship was on its way and was not going to be using the mass relays. They, well Michelle, had decided that she wanted the ship to exit worm drive near the citadel to show off there system of transit. Also the ship they would be sending was larger and more elegant then the one she came in on, it was a diplomatic cruiser, used for carrying diplomats or all shapes, sizes, and species. Michelle would jump slightly as John put his hand on her shoulder, even though she knew he was there she still was a jumpy person. She would look at him and smile, after settling down from the jump "you did, and I do want my questions answered" she began to say. When she remembered was also here Avelo, which kinda of reminder her she wanted to talk to him.<br><br>Though he put on his mask, Michelle had come in and had seen him with it off, and sort of liked it better with it gone. Michelle liked to see what people were really like without masks and without status but just as any other living creature. So Michelle would have a slight frown when his mask came back up, but quickly go back to a smile when he smiled and nodded at her. "Hello Avelo" she said after nodding at him "and I understand." She would then listen to his question and then to John's answer, which was quite interesting. She would smile as she looked between them and wonder what to do, waiting to see what would happen.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ironwolf85</strong> on <strong>25-07-2010, 04:09:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Avelo was truely suprised and tensed up. She'd seen him as a mortal, if only for a moment. He felt a bit relieved, but it was a liability, if he was seen as falible at the negoiating table, he would fail. He had to be solid, he had to be steel forged of golden fire, he had to be. Weakness was something to be exploited and hammered out.<br>Yet instead of condemnation, or exploitation, this woman offered reassurance?<br>Though Jhon's answer to his question was just as interisting. "go ahead and ask your questions of him, don't mind me, if you were both evesdropping, then might you allow me the same. that way he won't be asked twice."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vergil1989</strong> on <strong>25-07-2010, 04:31:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Thank you Avelo.&nbsp; I'll talk to you again my equine friend.&nbsp; Michelle, would you do me the honor of accompanying me to my quarters for a bit?&nbsp; It's about the only place we can talk in relative peace really."&nbsp; He said, offering his hand to her, hoping she'd accept.<br><br>((Assuming that you did...))<br><br>When she did, John smiled and gently led her along to the top of an elevator shaft after stopping it between floors 3 and 5, having to pick up a few staff and their support before heading all the way up to his own private quarters, among the other officers that called this part of the ship home.&nbsp; A dozen and a half rooms were up here, all named according to rank and the person that used it, each embossed in black ink on the metal bulkhead doors.&nbsp; Finding his own, John waved his omni-tool in front of it and the door slid open.&nbsp; The room itself was furnished to accommodate the human, a full shower/bath in the western corner, a small computer station just to the left of the door to the bathroom with a metal desk and chair that molded its seat somewhat to better fit whoever sat down, and a small but comfortable double bed of sorts, or at least it matched the size of one at any rate.&nbsp; There was a self with a collection of metals and pictures of home.&nbsp; The Citadel Capital itself in all its glory was in one of the holo pics, showing a moving panoramic view of the entire complex.&nbsp; "It's not much, but it's home, at least for the moment.&nbsp; The best part is that everything here is easily packed and stored away for ease of travel.&nbsp; I usually go light since I don't know what ship I might be assigned to next and what have you."&nbsp; He said, sitting in one of the few chairs that were available, someone having brought a meal for him and a guest to enjoy already which consisted of a small but healthy variety of fruits, vegetables, salads, and a couple of drink choices.&nbsp; "Huh, guess someone planned ahead.&nbsp; Please, help yourself and ask what you want Michelle."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elfguy</strong> on <strong>25-07-2010, 04:46:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Shakar kept walking the long hallways across the ship. It was quite an interesting sight. Shakar was no engineer, but she had spent her life conquering worlds, and seeing foreign technology. She knew how to recognize things that could be useful to her race, and this ship certainly was full of them. She didn't want to openly defy John or the ship's crew, but she would take every opportunity she had to gain a tactical edge if she could.<br><br>On the way to engineering, she passed another locked door that intrigued her. This one had an electronic lock, and a camera pointing right at the door. She passed it, then turned around and stared at the door for a moment. Going along the wall to the camera, she reached out and turned it. Hopefully, no one would happen to be watching at that moment. Heading to the door, she used the same tactic she had used before: Brute force.<br><br>Pulling forcefully, the door shook on its hinges before giving in, and allowing her inside. Shakar stepped in, and saw this fairly large room was filled with sensor and communication equipment. Shakar smiled and headed towards a terminal on one of the wall, but then a voice called out from the back of the room. "Hey! Who are you? Are you authorized to be in here?" Her first reflex was to reach for her blade, but she decided to restrain herself. She looked at the man who stood up from a chair at one of the terminals, and came towards her. This was no security guard. He was young, rather frail, and looked more like a technician.<br><br>Shakar walked completely inside and went in front of him. When he got a good look at her, he hesitated, obviously impressed by her strong, imposing figure. He even gave a quick look towards the door, thinking about running, but it was obvious that if she wanted to stop him he would never make it out of the door. He gulped and repeated his question. "Are.. are you allowed in here?" Shakar stepped closer, standing inches in front of the man, and gave him a large, fake smile. "Of course I am, dear." He hesitated again and pressed on. "Do you have an identity card?"<br><br>Seeing that he was not going to give up even with her impressive display, she decided to try a different tactic. "Listen, I'm a guest aboard this ship. I just want to look around. If you don't tell anyone about this, I can do something for you." He seemed confused. "For me?" Shakar nodded "Yes. I can thank you, in a very... personal way." To show him exactly what she meant, Shakar put her hand on his chest, and started to caress it over his uniform. She then slowly went down, towards his crotch, and kept caressing, until she reached it, and then she grabbed his cock through his pants.<br><br>The man looked at her with wide open eyes. He was obviously enjoying the touch, but also feeling very intimidated. As Shakar started to unzip his pants, he suddenly pulled back. "Uh look... Ma'am... I... I never saw you, you were never here. Please... I have to go." With that, he zipped back up and ran for the door. Shakar laughed, then pulled out her sensing device, then started to take some scans of the equipment.<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrazyIvan</strong> on <strong>25-07-2010, 05:05:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I don't mind you joining us, if John doesn't have a problem with it" she said turning to him. "Though if it appeared I was eavesdropping and that offend or was wrong, that was not my intention I was merely waiting for you to finish and not wanting to interrupt you" she said smiling at him. "And John I would be happy to accompany you to your quarters if you will have me" she said placing her hands in his and smiling at him. She would look once to see if Avelo was following them or not, as it was up to John really. <br><br>Michelle would follow him as he gently lead her to the elevator. She was looking around as they walked taking note of anything interesting or things that she didn't know what they did. She looked around at the officer quarters and the names on them and wondered what they did to deserve that rank. She watch as John's omni-tool came out again and opened the door to his room. She slowly walked in and looked around the room, just standing there and slowly turning in a circle to get a clear view of all of it. "Wow this is a very interesting room, are all rooms on this ship like this, or is this special to this ship, or is it standard on all ships?" she asked already beginning to ask her long list of questions. "Also is everything in here yours? Do you bring it with you when you change ships or does it stay here?" She asked even though he had sort of answered the question she was just thinking and speaking at the same time, after all he said she could ask her questions. She would look at the food as he mentioned it and also move to sit down. She would take a seat near the food and close to him as she looked over it. At the station she had not eaten anything and didn't even know if here body could digest or eat their food. She would pick up a piece of fruit and turn it over in her hands and look at it, it was unlike any fruit she had seen before. Though any human would know it was a banana, atlanticans grew up on a different world, one with fruits, but nothing like this they had their own weird foods. She would look to John as she held it "I am assuming this is food, but what is and what is it called?" she asked truly not knowing. The Atlaicans knew about their old home system and a bit about the planets and life, but not about food and other things.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheGlyphstone</strong> on <strong>25-07-2010, 05:16:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Fredrico followed amiably, after sending a gentle mental prod Maria's way to be careful exploring.<br><br>"To the observation deck it is, then."<br><br>He kept pace with Chloe for a few minutes as they navigated the corridors of the ship before speaking again. "I hope you do not find it rude that I ask, but - what exactly are you? My world has remote androids, some quite lifelike, and we are quite practiced with crafting cybernetic prosthetics for body parts that cannot be repaired or regenerated. A full-body prosthetic is beyond our reach, though, and we have no truly sentient AI technology - so either you are neither, or this universe is capable of feats far greater than I had imagined."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vergil1989</strong> on <strong>25-07-2010, 05:27:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				John had shrugged his shoulders, not caring either way if Avelo followed or not, the choice would be up to him.&nbsp; Once he had situated himself and had listened to the possibly first of many questions, John picked up a glass and the bottle of very weak, in terms of alcohol, wine and poured himself a glass and taking a sip before trying to catch up.&nbsp; "All of this is mine yes and I lug it around with me unless we're under attack and the ship is destroyed or something, and most rooms are not like this when it comes to private quarters.&nbsp; Before you ask, there are usually bunk beds set up to hold more than one person in the same room at a time to allow more personnel to be on board at a time.&nbsp; Private quarters like this are reserved for commanding officers and the like."&nbsp; When she had picked up the banana, and asked what it was, John had to fight to not burst out laughing at her puzzled expression.&nbsp; He bit his lip and had to remind himself that she was not of this galaxy before he could answer without busting a gut.&nbsp; "That is a banana, an Earth born plant that is quite good back home if you're into fruits and vegetables.&nbsp; You peel the outer skin away and eat the pulpy center, casting the shell into a waste basket or trash compactor, depending on what's available.&nbsp; So, what do you do when you're not ruling an entire empire Michelle?&nbsp; What do Atlanticans do in their free time?"&nbsp; He asked, taking another sip of his wine while he waited for a response.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>25-07-2010, 05:29:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I am, as easily as it can be put, a synthetic life-form," she said, turning to talk to him while they walked, able to navigate the ship quite easily.<br><br>"The Var, or at least, the humans who were once called Var," she said, "discovered through their work that the operation of a brain, a human brain, or any other brain, is a purely physical construct, and replicating it was merely an engineering challenge, and nothing more. They set about doing so, and in a way, created what are now the Var. We are not artificial intelligences in the sense that you might imagine. Instead, our minds are physical like human brains, and operate in the same manner, with different parts. Much in the same way that a person might replace every part of a vehicle with another material and end up with a identical vehicle, made of different materials."<br><br>She finished speak, hoping she hadn't confused him. She realized it might be easier to describe what she was not to help clarify.<br><br>"I am not an Android simply because I am not a robot," she said, "I am living in the same sense that you are living, however, the parts that make up my body, are entirely synthetic."<br><br>She smiled and fixed her hair for a moment before speaking again. She was not unused to explaining exactly what she was, though with members of their universe, she at least had a basis to work from, being that the Var were not completely unheard of.<br><br>"Though, truly sentient artifical intelligence is quite possible," she said, "as is a fully-body prosthesis, though the Var use niether."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheGlyphstone</strong> on <strong>25-07-2010, 05:40:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"So you were once flesh and blood, but transformed yourselves into...machine intelligences, of a sort?"<br><br>He was silent for a moment, wrapping his head around the concept before grinning ruefully. "Clearly, I am going to have to expand to a more cosmopolitan definition of 'living' if I am going to fully adapt to this new environment."<br><br>"You talk of parts - are your people built and assembled, living though you may be, or do you grow in a tank or such as an organic life-form would?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>25-07-2010, 05:53:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"They didn't transform, they simply created a new form of life," she said, "you might consider it like a carbon-based life-form giving birth to a silicone-based life form."<br><br>"It may be easier to think of the human brain as a natural machine," she said, "our design is synthetic but operated in the same way. Different parts, but the same machine."<br><br>She tried to frame the answer to his next question in a way that didn't clash too heavily with human notions, but that was difficult.<br><br>"In a sense, both," she said, "though the important aspects of our bodies, our brains, are 'grown' after a fashion, though the process is not cellular divison, as we have no cells, it is assembly on an atomic scale. Though, tanks of liquid are involved. The parts of our body that are not involved in intelligence are built, and assembled, and are very much designed as tools for our minds." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrazyIvan</strong> on <strong>25-07-2010, 05:58:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"So if that is the case do you move around a lot, and do you actually have a place you call home or do you always keep moving?" she asked as he made the comment about his things. She would look at the strange drink he poured for himself, still holding the banana and wonder what he was drinking, though not quietly. "What is that you are drinking and is it good?" she asked leaning closer to him and his drink. She listened to him explain about the quarters which was an interesting idea to her, because the Atlanticans did it so much differently, you have to see it to understand it. As he explained about the banana she would do as he had instructed and slowly opened it up and looked at the soft inside, first touching it lightly with one of her fingers to test it. She would be licking the banana to get a small taste of it as he asked his questions. She would just stop and think, her tongue still on it like someone licking ice cream. She was thinking about a lot of this about the taste of the banana and how it sort of tasted like a vereal, which is a very expensive and tasty food. How she seemed to actually be able to eat it and not have it hurt her in anyway and lastly how exactly to answer his question.<br><br>Eventually though she would stop licking it and take a small nibble, like bite, off of the top of the banana, swallow it, and then turn to look at him. "That is an interesting question as I have done a lot of things while I have been a live, which has been a long time. Most of my time is spent ruling my empire though as it is quite large and needs my attention" she began to say. Though to say it was large would be an understatement to some of just how large it was and how many galaxies it spanned. Also to say she had lived a long time was just as big an understatement since she has been alive from the beginning of the empire and seems to live on without end, some even worship her as a god back on her worlds, though that is a very small sect. "Atlanticans normally go out and have fun, going drinking, partying, hanging out, reading, relaxing, and doing things they enjoy. This is a very large list of things that would take a long time to list, do you want to hear them all or just some of them and if so which ones?" she asked him smiling. He had asked a very broad question one she could answer in minutes in her own language, but might take days in his.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheGlyphstone</strong> on <strong>25-07-2010, 06:00:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Then you, the Var, were first designed and built by a people of humans who also called themselves Var? Was the name chosen in homage, or was it chosen for your people at their genesis? Regardless, it is a fascinating concept - I'm certain the scientists and medical professionals back home would kill each other to be the first to speak with you or one like you in depth. For now it's just me, though."<br><br>"Based on how you referred to such, am I right to assume that you do not place high value on any of your body components except for your brain? If they are assembled separately and are more-or-less interchangable, I must wonder at the degree of physical variability between all of you across an entire species."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ironwolf85</strong> on <strong>25-07-2010, 06:04:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Avelo left Confessor Magnus behind, he'd inevetibally return to their quarters. He was a good man. Avelo himself followed without a word simply observing and listening.<br>He would not chime in and not interrupt. it was suprising how rigid and focused he could be when he truely decided to be so.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vergil1989</strong> on <strong>25-07-2010, 06:11:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Watching her tentatively take a bite out of the banana, John hadn't thought she might not be able to eat any of the food he ate but she seemed ok at the moment.&nbsp; Shrugging as she asked her questions, John took a couple of grapes and popped them in his mouth, swallowing them before talking any further.&nbsp; "Well, it depends on where I'm needed, but usually a posting can last a month or two, if not longer or shorter.&nbsp; As for the drink, it's an Earth favorite, called red wine since it's one of the weakest alcoholic beverages I'll even consider touching."&nbsp; Listening to her reply, John raised an eyebrow and nodded his head, catching a bit of a hidden meaning in her words.&nbsp; "I think I remember you saying your empire stretches across galaxies rather than planets and stars.&nbsp; How you even manage that many people is beyond me, but I won't pass judgment in any way without learning more as time allows.&nbsp; For now, I'm happy to just hear about you, what you like to do for fun yourself."&nbsp; He said, his armor suddenly feeling a bit tight for some reason he couldn't at first ascertain the reason why.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>25-07-2010, 06:16:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"It was the same name which the humans used for themselves," she said, "to distinguish them from other humans, but as we are now the only group to bear the name, it has become the name which distinguishes us as a life-form from all others. The first of us kept it because they were told that was what they were, we have no changed it becuase it seemed unecessary, being that, as a noun, of requires only to be an arbitrary label."<br><br>She liked his thinking, he was right, of course, at least mostly.<br><br>"They are, in a sense interchangable, at a full-body level, though our bodies operate differently," she said, "I could not use my designer's arm without some high degree of adaptation in the connection. Though, you are right, the parts of my body are, well, unimportant, though I do have a certain sentimental attachment to my appearence, and the function it possesses is preferable for me. You are right in assuming a high degree of variation, though, my desinger is a near-perfect sphere with one-metre diameter. It operates sets of distinct limbs remotely." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrazyIvan</strong> on <strong>25-07-2010, 06:35:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"So that means you spend most of your time on the move and not in one place? So do you have an actual home or is space your home?" she asked him smiling and continuing to nibble on the banana. She would also notice Avelo and smile at him, before turning and facing John leaning in again. "Is alcohol good?" she asked after he told her about his drink, sure Michelle could look it up in the index of things, but she always like to talk to a person better and get their opinions on things. "Yes my empire spans galaxies far beyond our new home galaxy" she said with a bit of a smile, even though they have lived it for thousands of years, they still called it new, as this galaxy was and will always be their first home and where they started. "I hope you will come to learn about us and us about you in time" she said with a smile and then took a bite out of the banana. "As for what I like to do for fun, that depends on where I am who I am with and lots of things. Must of the time I just cruise through the space, having fun and talking with people and bonding with them. What about you, what do you do for fun?" she asked him smiling at him and remaining close to him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vergil1989</strong> on <strong>25-07-2010, 06:49:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I actually live in the Capital Station, as do millions of others from the other races that live in our corner of space, but I don't get to stay there for very long usually, so in a way I'd consider space my home in all honesty."&nbsp; He shrugged, finishing his glass and feeling a little more at ease as he set it back down on the metal table.&nbsp; "I would be quite glad to learn all I can about you Michelle."&nbsp; John replied, something in his tone suggesting more than was probably appropriate but he wasn't going to force the issue if she turned his advances down.&nbsp; Then he returned to his normal way of speaking and answered the rest of her current questions.&nbsp; "When I'm not fighting on the front lines on a strange and exotic planet against Geth or some other enemy in our own galaxy, I usually take the time to read, socialize among the other Marines and crew members, and enjoying the little things in general."&nbsp; He leaned back in his chair, but John's eyes never left Michelle's face as he seemed more at ease.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrazyIvan</strong> on <strong>25-07-2010, 07:19:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Ah, so you don't really even live on a planet as your permanent home, so space truly is your home" she said thinking about how, she was sort of like that. True she had a citadel/palace she lived in and was her home, but she didn't spend much time in it. She would smile at his comment about getting to know her and she would lean in and sort of whisper to him, so only he could hear, not wanting to upset Avelo or him either. "I would be glad to help you learn as much as you want to know about me" she said, before leaning back a bit and smiling. Though she also made sure that to Avelo it wouldn't look like anything other then her usual tendency to lean close to someone and then back out. "It sounds like there are still many things that don't like the council as you were saying before we left the station. So much like me you just relax and enjoy life" she said smiling and meeting his gaze.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vergil1989</strong> on <strong>26-07-2010, 05:03:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				John smiled a bit wider and put his hand behind his back that bore his omni-tool and keyed in the code to shut the door in Avelo's face before standing and going to Michelle's side of the table.&nbsp; He didn't do anything, except put a hand to her shoulder again and started to massage the muscles there for a few seconds before standing behind her chair and bending down a bit to whisper in her ear.&nbsp; "If this is too much too fast Michelle, say so and I'll step aside without a fuss.&nbsp; I do want you to know though, that while fraternization is frowned upon if not outright prohibited in the military, I wouldn't mind taking a chance with you."&nbsp; He said, breathing on her neck in he hoped was a sensual way before standing and waiting for a response from her.<br><br>((Sorry, I didn't know what else to do lol.))
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elfguy</strong> on <strong>26-07-2010, 05:11:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Shakar stepped out of the room and looked around. There was no one nearby. She stretched, a smile on her face. Another successful gathering of information. With some of those specs, she was sure that the slave engineers back on her home planet would be able to make use of them. Her intrusion would be almost undetectable, except for the rather obvious door having been forced open.<br><br>She kept walking in the direction she thought was engineering, and after walking in a circle twice, she reached it. The heavy double door had the proper identification, and when people went in or out, she could see that behind the doors was a very large room with various large machines, probably part of the huge engine that propelled such a large ship. She couldn't wait to get some scans from those things. This time however, it may not be quite as easy. The doors had two armed guards in front of them.<br><br>She walked up to them, and stood in front of the guards, her hands on her hips, and asked simply "Hey there, can I go in?"<br><br>((vegil you can play the guards if you want, otherwise I will))<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vergil1989</strong> on <strong>26-07-2010, 05:20:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The two guards looked at Shakar and almost grinned until they noticed the corded muscles and the report that there had been a break-in in one of the sensor rooms, the tech having given a pretty good description of the person in question after being asked why he wasn't on duty by a superior officer.&nbsp; "So, you're the one that's been causing problems?"&nbsp; One said, older by about ten years to his partner, and carrying a heavy combat grade shotgun.&nbsp; The other was Turian, younger by human standards but as far as years went, he was 140 easy.<br><br>"Looks like we found ourselves a bit of a trespasser.&nbsp; Listen, this is an Alliance vessel, and while you are onboard, you will abide by all rules set up by the same.&nbsp; You're hear to discuss possible future alignments, but so far it seems you're the loose cannon, and we don't like loose cannons."&nbsp; Turians were not good liars since they were always told to own up to everything they did, whether it was good or bad.&nbsp; If they said they were going to do something, then they had better do it was their mentality on things, and being asked a direct question always yielded an honest answer more times than not.&nbsp; This particular Turian was no exception, carrying a semi-auto sniper rifle on his shoulder which he knew he could get lined up for a shot before most people could duck behind cover.&nbsp; "Now, care to explain what you're doing here or do we need to call in more guards to have you locked in the brig?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elfguy</strong> on <strong>26-07-2010, 05:35:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Shakar was not impressed by the two guards. She came forward and stayed right in front of the Turian, her hands still on her hips, looking quite menacing. She gave him a devious smile. "You think you can beat me? How about a one on one, no weapon? Uhm? I bet you're this cocky just because you know you outnumber me."<br><br>She was provoking him to see if she could get a reaction out of the guard, maybe even a small diversion if he accepted the challenge. Still, she doubted that he would. It was probably one of those hired guards who crumbled when they didn't have a whole battalion to support them.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vergil1989</strong> on <strong>26-07-2010, 05:38:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The human shook his head but the Turian handed his rifle over and stepped away from the door, his defensive stance already in play as he stepped forward.&nbsp; "Turians are not ones to say something and then not carry through with the threat.&nbsp; You've made a very dangerous enemy.&nbsp; I would ask you your name first though, since you seem so eager to fight.&nbsp; My own is Zak Tol'ony, and yours?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elfguy</strong> on <strong>26-07-2010, 05:44:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Shakar stepped away from the door, keeping up with every step of the Turian, a large smile on her face. As soon as he stopped, before he could even finish saying his name, her powerful fist was flying through the air, hitting him straight in the chest. Only then did she answer "Shakar."<br><br>She stepped to the side, and prepared another assault, bringing both fists forward, ready to hit again, this time with both hands.<br><br>((bed time for me will continue tomorrow))<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vergil1989</strong> on <strong>26-07-2010, 05:55:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				(Alrighty.)<br><br>The Turian's body armor protected him quite well, and the attack merely got a grunt out of the alien.&nbsp; So, Shakar would be caught off guard as he got an arm up and blocked both attacks with ease before going in with one of his own, putting his elbow up to slam into the alien's face if he got lucky.&nbsp; "You're strong, but not strong enough."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrazyIvan</strong> on <strong>26-07-2010, 06:02:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Michelle would tilt her head slightly to his smile and then turn to see the door close shutting Avelo out of the quarters. She wondered a bit as to why he would do something that rude, though it would not not remain a mystery for long. She turned to face John as he moved around closer to her and moved to stand behind her. She would feel his hands on her shoulders and as he began to give a small massage she would smile as he whispered something in her ear. She would close her eyes and take a long deep breath as he breathed lightly on the back of her neck, before slowly letting it out, still smiling. "I see so you are the type that likes to walk the edge? Not only going against your military policy, but with a diplomat that is also an empress, not to mention closing out Avelo. Though even if you would step aside you already made some rather forward gestures and moves. You have my word John, if you were taking it to fast you would know rather quickly and have no doubt that I was saying no" she said turning to face him and smiling. What she said was true, Atlanticans were very open about sex and relations with pretty much anyone. But if for some reason they didn't like you and you made a move on them, you must likely ended up face first on the ground and in pain or some equivalent form of this. She would lean in close and whisper in his ear "I have to ask though, what is it you like about me so much?" she said softly before leaning back out and looking into his eyes.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vergil1989</strong> on <strong>26-07-2010, 06:18:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Besides your exotic appeal?"&nbsp; He teased, squatting down next to her chair now, catching the hint that he'd be quite hurt if she had said no before now, even with his considerable training to fight.&nbsp; "I like your personality Michelle, your endless streams of questions, while some would find annoying, makes me quite happy to answer since it means you have half a brain unlike most women I know back home.&nbsp; Usually they're concerned with who is wearing what, trends, fashions, and all that junk.&nbsp; You seem honestly enthused with the quest for knowledge and understanding, and your never ending thirst for such things is what draws me at least, as well as your nature you've shown to me so far."&nbsp; He said honestly, standing again and considering if he should remove his armor himself or give that pleasure to Michelle.&nbsp; The armor 'folded' up and allowed a person to walk in or out with ease, so long as one knew where to touch.&nbsp; In John's particular case, the button was on the right side, right under his armpit but it was positioned so that it wouldn't accidentally be bumped in combat or other strenuous activity.&nbsp; "As far as you being an empress, you are a person first, regardless of your status.&nbsp; Rank doesn't hold the same meaning as it used to after I became a Spectre, since I answer only to the Council.&nbsp; So, how do you want to do this Michelle?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrazyIvan</strong> on <strong>26-07-2010, 06:36:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As he squatted down near her, she would lean in closer slowly moving her tail back and forth in the air as he told her she had an exotic appeal, which was most likely very true. "Well in amongst Atlanitcans you will find, that most women do seem to be concerned about that. Though I have lived a log time and through my life, knowledge has always been something that has interested me and there is always something new to learn, if one knows what questions to ask. It makes me glad to know my intelligence and search for knowledge... turns you on?" she said teasing and wondering if those were the right words to use. Michelle also was wearing armor under her dress, though it was not as obvious and only if you removed her clothes would one see it. She could remove her armor at anytime, having it shrink up and store itself and her things in a safe place. "It also makes me glad to know that status and rank are not important, at least not more important than the fact that I am a living being first. I find that peple get to hung up in them and don't just see the person behind them for what they are. As for how?" she said reaching her tail out and slightly brushing him, while smiling "I wonder how you want to do it?" she said teasingly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vergil1989</strong> on <strong>26-07-2010, 06:48:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chuckling at her comment/question, John leaned in and found her lips with his own for half a moment, or at least that's what he had planned anyway until he found her quite delicious.&nbsp; Pulling away, John smiled a bit wider and clasped her hand in his own, squeezing gently before pulling her to the bed and sitting down.&nbsp; "Well, we'll have to see how things progress now won't we?"&nbsp; He commented, pressing the button under his armor and felt it fold up and peel away from his body, standing up so it didn't get tangled up in the bed sheets.&nbsp; Stepping out of the thing at least in nothing but a pair of white boxers, John kicked the box his N7 armor had become to the desk before sitting down again.&nbsp; "Need any help madam Michelle?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrazyIvan</strong> on <strong>26-07-2010, 06:56:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Michelle saw him leaning in and the closer he got the less of a surprise it was when he kissed her, unlike Avelo. It was different this time as well, since she was expecting it, so she would not just sit there, but gave him a kiss back and would continue to, till he stopped and moved away. She smiled at him and looked into his eyes as he moved her to the bed, which she let him do since he seemed to have a plan. "I guess we will" she said before watching as he took off his armor and it turned int a box, leaving him only in his boxers. "That is some interesting armor you have there compact, useful, and more I assume?" she asked him as she looked over his body that was basically naked, save for the boxers. "do I need any no, but would you like to is another question" she said teasingly as she looked and him and just sat there on the bed.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vergil1989</strong> on <strong>26-07-2010, 07:06:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Putting a hand to her cheek, John blushed a bit and felt like a kid back in high school again despite the fact he was no where near that adolescent teenager he once was.&nbsp; Shaking his head in amusement at his own mild embarrassment, he leaned in again, put the same hand to the back of her neck, and kissed her lips again far deeper this time.&nbsp; His lips melted into hers, sighing in pleasure as he tenderly caressed the woman's lips with his own.&nbsp; The whole time his free hand tried to find a way to get her out of her armor and dress, having a bit of trouble finding the release button or ties that held it all together, all the while going over her breasts and eventually working his way to her back in tender caresses.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrazyIvan</strong> on <strong>26-07-2010, 07:28:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Michelle's tail would come up and gently go over his hand, her fur would be smooth and soft, softer then silk. She would just smile at him blushing, it had been a long time for her, so long that she either couldn't or choose not to remember the last time she had actually done any of this. Her tail would move from his hand to his head as he moved closer and held her. She would kiss him back, just as deep and as hard as he did, she would even begin to play with his tongue if he didn't mind. Her tongue would be rougher then a humans, though not uncomfortably rough. She would let out sighs of pleasure as their lips were together and seemed to melt into one. Michelle would move to fall back against the bed, allowing her to free up her hands and run them over his body, slowly feeling him and getting to know his body. Her hands would come to a rest on his back and she would hug him gently against her and lightly press her nails, which were slightly sharp though not painfully so, against his body.<br><br>He would easily find the ties and buttons required to remove her dress near the back of her neck and down her back. But he would find no switch for her armor, as it was an internal one to prevent an enemy from taking it off while they were unconscious. So as he undid her dress, if or when he chose to, she would undo her armor and let it fall off her as he took off her dress. Under her armor would be nothing, as the armor provided everything and more then one would need for an undergarment. Aside from her tail and ears, she would look basically human, with slight patches of fur near her hands, feet, and a bit on her back and neck leading from her head to her tail. John could clearly see everything about her if he pulled off her armor and clothes, just how well endowed and beautiful she was. She let out small sighs of pleasure as they kissed and as he moved his hands over her breasts and tenderly caressing her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vergil1989</strong> on <strong>26-07-2010, 07:51:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He always hated buttons, but at least they came off easy enough as he did indeed waste no time in undressing Michelle and getting a good look at what she had contained underneath her clothing and armor.&nbsp; "My God you are amazing, just as I'd have imagined you Michelle."&nbsp; John said, shivering as her nails found his back, enjoying the feel of them a great deal as she explored him the same way he did to her.&nbsp; He had no scars or markings to say he lead a dangerous life as a Spectre or an Alliance Marine, but the hard muscles told another story.&nbsp; The cybernetic upgrades, while few and far between, were also there to notice if one's hands were quite sensitive and were able to feel the minute vibrations of moving parts that were not normal to feel with a regular person's body.&nbsp; Still, they were mostly centered around his arms and legs, with another hardwired into his spine to make the others work much more efficiently, giving him added strength and agility when the need arose.&nbsp; Sliding down a bit, John gently squeezed her breasts in his hands before taking one into his mouth and sucking upon the nipple, rolling his tongue about the bud until it was standing erect before doing the same to the other, wanting to hear her moan and squirm a bit before going lower yet.&nbsp; Finding her tender bud between her thighs, the Spectre looked up to her face and slowly stuck a finger into her slit, teasing the 'lips' before pushing his index finger into her and pulling it out in a slow, steady rhythm.&nbsp; "Is this enjoyable for you Michelle?&nbsp; Do you wish for more or something a bit different?&nbsp; All you have to do is ask."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrazyIvan</strong> on <strong>26-07-2010, 08:13:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Really, I am just how you imagined I would be?" she asked smiling and teasingly as she looked over him as well. "Thank you for the compliment, though you are in great shape yourself" she said looking back into his eyes after she was down looking over his body. "It also looks like you have taken great care of it" she said running her hands and nails gently over his body, and watched as he shivered a bit. He would notice if her went over the parts with fur, touched her tail, or her ears they were far more sensitive then her skin as she would shiver and almost purr a bit. She knew the cybernetics were there, but they didn't at bother her at all, though she had none her race could, if one so chooses, basically become all machine. As John would fell and squeeze her breasts she would let out a small moan of pleasure and seem to purr. This became louder and more obvious as he moved to suck on her nipple and roll it on his tongue. He would feel and see her chest move as she took deeper breathes and moved slightly under him as it slowly became hard in his mouth. She did this each time her played with her breasts and she got more aroused by him and how he teased her. He would find that her bud was hard before he even reached it as she was already aroused and was already getting wet. She gazed into his eyes, before arching her back ever so slightly and move her head back as he teased her slit and pushed his finger inside of her. She let out a moan and purred as he then slowly pulled out of her. He would feel how warm and tight she was as she squeezed down on his finger as he pulled out and how wet she was becoming. He didn't even need to ask the question it was obvious that she was from what she was doing and how she was acting. "Yes, very much. I will be sure to keep that in mind. Though that also goes for you are you enjoying this and do you want something different?" she asked him through a small pant and a purr as she smiled at him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vergil1989</strong> on <strong>26-07-2010, 08:27:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I am alright with this, at least for now.&nbsp; I wish to hear you moan in bliss before even thinking about fulfilling my own pleasure."&nbsp; He answered, wanting her to hit the edge and fall over it quite gladly before even thinking about himself and his own needs.&nbsp; Bending down and pulling her to the edge of the bed, John sat with his knees under him and spread her thighs so he could lick her pussy and clit as he wished.&nbsp; "Thanks for the compliment by the way, you aren't so bad yourself Michelle.&nbsp; Now, hold on cause things are about to get a bit messy."&nbsp; He teased before sticking his tongue against her slit, licking up and down the entirety of it, wanting to hear her moan and eventually scream as climax took her if he got so lucky.&nbsp; Reaching to her butt, John cupped the cheek and let his fingers brush against her tail every so often as he let his tongue taste her juices and continue to stimulate her sex tenderly but firmly, making soft noises in the back of his throat that sent vibrations through his tongue and into her body.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elfguy</strong> on <strong>26-07-2010, 12:50:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Shakar kept her eyes on the Taurian, still smiling deviously at him. When he blocked her attacks and send one of his own, she simply chuckled. The Taurian was mostly used to range fights, but Shakar was all about melee battles. She didn't even carry a fire weapon on her. Hand to hand combat what was she loved, and was good at, on top of her great strength.<br><br>Seeing his hand come forward, Shakar grabbed his wrist with both hands, then pulled her opponent forward, using his own momentum to spin him around her, raising him into the air, and throwing him straight into the opposite wall. Then, without wasting a second, she rushed at him and gave him strong kicks to the chest. Armor or not, this had to hurt.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrazyIvan</strong> on <strong>26-07-2010, 16:57:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"If that is truly what you want, then I will gladly let you continue, though I may have to return the favor" she said smiling and purring. She watched as he bent down and moved off the bed and felt as he pulled her closer to him. She felt and helped him spread her legs so he could clear see her pussy as her tail gently rubbed against him. She just smiled at him and purred softly at his comment, before taking a quick breath of air and letting out a sigh of pleasure, as he moved his tongue and licked her. She would shiver with pleasure each time he would brush her tail against his finger and as he held her and continued to lick her. She would give out heavier sighs, moaning slightly, and purring every time he tongue would seem to vibrate, when it was also combined with touching and gently playing with her tail. Her hands would move to rest on the back of his head and would comb through his hair, and gently push him closer to encourage him to do more. The more he licked her the wetter and hotter she was getting, as well as the more she purred and softly moaned out with each breath.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ironwolf85</strong> on <strong>26-07-2010, 19:40:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Avelo smiled silently, the two of them were intent on making love it appeared. It was a good romance between them, love between equals was worthy of song. To tell the truth he wanted to join them in such loving embraces.<br>He takes in their motions memorizes what they do, and as silently as he observed leaves without a sound. only the swish of a door is heard. once outside he looks up "Avaltrast Vallia Cheriun" a prayer to the godess of love, he'd not spoil the artwork she was creating between them.<br>Maybe she'd have a role for him to play later.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vergil1989</strong> on <strong>26-07-2010, 20:06:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				John let his teeth graze against the hood of her clit, biting the sensitive nerve bundle between his teeth, pulling on it gently before letting it go and then letting his tongue swirl around it several times.&nbsp; Then he moved back to her slit, pulled the lips apart with both hands before driving his tongue deep and hard into her wet and hot center, her hand on his head only aiding the venture.&nbsp; The whole time he continued to purr in the back of his throat, sending vibrations down his tongue to stimulate her further.<br><br><br>Meanwhile, while John was making sweet love to Michelle, a certain Turian was getting his ass kicked by Shakar.&nbsp; Even through the armor, he felt the kicks to his chest and knew he couldn't keep this up for much longer.&nbsp; Grabbing her foot the next time it came at him, Zak pulled her off of her feet and quickly got up to pin her down, wrapping his arms around her waist and head butting her with his own, hard enough to see stars himself.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elfguy</strong> on <strong>26-07-2010, 20:16:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Shakar was surprised by the strong assault. As she was thrown off and pinned down, her forehead started to bleed a trail of green blood, and she winced in pain. But Shakar never let a bit of pain keep her down for long. After he pulled his head back from the headbutt, she brought her hand up and gave him a strong punch to the face, unbalancing him, then she rolled on her side, this time pinning him down on the floor.<br><br>For Shakar, wrestling was more than an aim to prove her brute strength. Her very being was pushing her to fight, because for her, it was a highly sexual activity. The action, the adrenaline, the pain, was turning her on. Fighting such a strong opponent aroused her, and she sensed her pussy starting to get wet. She smiled at the downed Turian and commented "This was worth the trip alone! Hah!"<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrazyIvan</strong> on <strong>26-07-2010, 20:22:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her nails would press against his head harder as he teased and then gently bit and pulled on her clit. She arched her back slightly and let out a loud moan of pleasure as she felt the almost electric like jolt of pleasure that washed over her. Her legs moved to slowly wrap around him and pull him closer to him. She was taking longer and more panting like breaths as he arouse her further, letting small moans out and purring. She felt him move her and part her lips with his hands and closed her eyes and took a deep breath as she anticipated what was to come. She let out a somewhat loud "ah..." through a moan as his tongue pushed in and entered her. He felt her tighten on his tongue every time she would take a breath, as well as how warm and wet it was. Her tail had moved to wrap around him as well and he could feel her shiver in pleasure as his tongue vibrated inside of her and hear her moan out.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vergil1989</strong> on <strong>26-07-2010, 20:50:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				John smiled wide as he continued with his teasing and licking, even going so far as to stick a finger into her sex and fuck her with that as he continued to lick her harder and faster as time went on.&nbsp; His other hand found her tail and stroked it in time with his licks.&nbsp; She tasted so sweet, so warm, and on the edge of coming hard if his guess was right.&nbsp; Feeling her wrap her legs around him and her tail only drove John to further heights, wanting to hear her scream his name or at least in mind numbing pleasure, whatever came first.<br><br><br>The alien wasn't the only one getting excited by what was happening.&nbsp; Zak had a very good view of Shakar's breasts which would have been enjoyable if not for the pin she had him in.&nbsp; Instead, the Turian decided to fight dirty and push his hand up against her pussy, trying to get her to get her to let go, having smelled her arousal quite keenly.&nbsp; "Get off me and maybe I'll let you have what your body wishes to have, Shakar."&nbsp; The Turian said, smiling a bit as he continued to rube his hand up against her clothed slit, or at least where he thought it was at any rate.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrazyIvan</strong> on <strong>26-07-2010, 21:01:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He would feel her tighten up more as his finger entered and went further inside of her then his tongue could. Her toes would curl slightly as her arched back more, when stroked her tail in time his his licks and movements. She was getting hotter and closer to the edge and was shiver in pleasure to all of the things he did that were combining into waves of pleasure for her. As he went harder and faster she moaned harder and louder, he could feel her tighten more and harder around him getting wetter as time went on. Her tail squirmed about in his hands as she got closer to the edge, and not only purred, but let out soft meows of pleasure. She was getting close and it showed it would not take much to push her over the edge now.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elfguy</strong> on <strong>26-07-2010, 21:10:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His suggestion was not something Shakar was about to let happen. What turned her on was to be in control, to dominate her opponents, not to let herself be manipulating into giving the advantage. As he caressed her pussy through her leather panties, she brought her fist down on the Turian's face, again and again, pounding him of strikes. She pushed herself against him, locking his hand against her crotch, but also preventing him from bringing it back up to strike at her. She leaned her head forward and licked him in the face. "Keep going, the more I get turned on, the harder I'll punch you! If you manage to make me cum, only then will I be forced to let go." With that, she moaned loudly, almost taunting him.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ironwolf85</strong> on <strong>26-07-2010, 22:01:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				(that's outight sadistic.... wow&nbsp; :o kinda wanna jump in and save him)<br>Avelo was the first on the scene, exploring the ship, not intending to find it's secrets. simply wandering the corradors. He could hear the impacts of her fists. so of course went to investigate.<br><br>"Shakar..." he was not furious, his voice was cold and hard as steel. "stop picking on Jhon's men. if you want to fight anyone make it me" he began to unfasten the cermonial robes. "I've been wanting to tussle with you for a while now."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vergil1989</strong> on <strong>27-07-2010, 00:54:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Squeezing her tail harder but not enough to hurt her hopefully, John continued to lick, push in and out of her with his finger before adding a second and third one, and licking her pussy all at once.&nbsp; He could feel that she was enjoying this, on the very edge and only teetering further as time progressed.&nbsp; "Release your climax whenever you wish Michelle."&nbsp; John whispered, looking up at her just long enough to smile before gobbling a bit harder than before.<br><br><br>Zak was dazed from the first punch to his face, and then the second and third ones rendered him out cold, the human stunned at how strong the woman was.&nbsp; He considered calling in for backup, possibly even shooting her with his partner's rifle or his own shotgun, but both choices were shot out the window as Avelo walked around the corner and demanded in a cold as steel voice for her to let Zak go and fight him instead.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elfguy</strong> on <strong>27-07-2010, 01:03:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Shakar was surprised to see him pass out so easily. She even seemed disappointed. She spit right in his face, before commenting "Pathetic. You wouldn't even be worthy of being a slave on my world." As Avelo spoke, Shakar ignored him and slowly stood up, casually and as if nothing unusual had happened. She turned to him and commented, in a calm voice "Don't you know it's impolite to interrupt others while they're fighting?" She had no intention of fighting him. It was obvious to her that this man had secret weapons. She had no intention in going head first in a wrestling match against the leader of a race, someone who could return to life after being killed, and had who knows what other powers.<br><br>She picked up the passed out Taurian easily, then brought him to the second guard, literally handing him over to the human. She snickered. "He accepted my challenge, and he lost. He might want to take a few days off."<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrazyIvan</strong> on <strong>27-07-2010, 01:14:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It didn't hurt, but her tail would squirm more as he grabbed it harder, as well as she would let out some what loud meow of pleasure. With each new finger that he would put in her and spread her further, he would feel her tighten and squeeze down on them. It would feel almost like it was pulling them in further with the tightening and how they moved when she breathed and shivered. She would hear him speak, but was so close to the end that it didn't matter what he said, she was going over it. When John went back to licking and moving his fingers she would arch her back and let out a loud moan/meow of pleasure as she shivered and climaxed. She would slowly rest her back against the bed as she recovered from her climax. She would lay there purring and shiver a bit and just say through moans and pants "wow, John, that was amazing. Now what can I do for you?" she managed to ask through the pants as she looked at him smiling.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vergil1989</strong> on <strong>27-07-2010, 01:26:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Letting go and pulling away after she climaxed, John smiled and licked his fingers clean before finally letting his member out of his underwear.&nbsp; It was rock hard and ready to play, as some friends would say if they had any idea of what he was doing right then.&nbsp; Waiting for her breathing and her heart rate to return to normal, John absentmindedly rubbed her inner thigh the whole while until it looked like she could think clearly again.&nbsp; "I'm glad you enjoyed that Michelle.&nbsp; As to your question, how do you prefer it?&nbsp; Also, I feel a bit strange for asking this, but do you want me to use anything to protect against potential problems down the road or are you not worried about that kind of thing?"&nbsp; He didn't know how else to ask if she wanted him to use a condom or some other means exactly, not having done this for quite some time and so the question made him blush again, this time a deeper shade of red for some reason.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ironwolf85</strong> on <strong>27-07-2010, 01:31:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"hmmm I assumed you were just becoming unruly" Avelo's disposition brightened instantly "though you seemed to be having mroe than a wrestleing match" his eyes glanced between her spread thighs, to the wet spot that had formed. "I wonder... is sexuality associated with combat on your world?"<br>he was genuinely interisted, the idea of a race cumming during combat was entertaining.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrazyIvan</strong> on <strong>27-07-2010, 01:34:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				After she had returned to her senses she looked at him and his hard member and smiled at it before looking up at his face. She had felt him rub her thigh and would move her tail to slowly tease his erection, letting him feel her soft fur rub against it. "I am will trust your decision as to what way you want it, after all you are proved to be good at it once" she said smiling and teasing him. She smiled and laughed slightly through a purr at his comment and they way he looked. "You don't have to worry about any stuff like that, there will be no problem, so lets just have fun" she said moving closing to him and sitting up. She would be sitting there on the bed, her legs spread, her tail teasing his erection, and her looking in his eyes as she smiled and waited.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elfguy</strong> on <strong>27-07-2010, 01:52:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Shakar looked at Avelo with a curious expression, before turning towards him and walking up to him. She looked him up and down for a moment before answering. "A good battle turns me on, yes. It's both a blessing and a curse. The sexual energy drives me forward, giving me strength even if I'm injured or in pain. However, if a battle is especially stimulating, the sensation can overwhelm me. If that were to happen all I would want to do is rip off my clothes and pleasure myself, rubbing my pussy or inserting anything I could find nearby that would fit inside of me. Needless to see, that leaves me quite vulnerable during battle. It... has happened a few times. Overcoming such a situation is considered a great victory, and is something every young warrior on my planet is put to the test. If one fails that test, they are killed."<br><br>She spoke as if it was a very normal, traditional culture. Still looking at him curiously, she asked "But what about you? Why were you so eager to fight me? You don't trust me, do you? I can see it in your eyes, you would rather put me inside of a cell, lock me away, while the rest of you continued with your precious peace talks..."<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vergil1989</strong> on <strong>27-07-2010, 02:10:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				How could he say no to that?&nbsp; Her tail elicited a small groan as it rubbed against his dick, sending small shivers of pleasure up his naked body as he looked down and watched it snake around his member.&nbsp; "Well...I wouldn't mind letting you ride on top, giving me...easy access to your lips and breasts."&nbsp; John replied, putting a hand to her head and bringing it slowly to his crotch.&nbsp; "But first...I think it might be a good idea to make it slick with your mouth first, if you don't mind."&nbsp; He said, wondering if she'd say no to his question.&nbsp; She hadn't so far, but John wasn't sure how willing Atlanticans were as far as sex went.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ironwolf85</strong> on <strong>27-07-2010, 02:56:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Avelo laughed hartely and loudly, a kind of happy laugh. "of course not, why put you in a cell you haven't done anything yet. You are the only one here besides myself who fights because they enjoy it, and I'm always looking for an excellent fight to push myself in." he was playing politics slightly, but only slightly. "if you want to beat the tar out of the crew, at least ask their own lordship first. It's not a matter of morality madam, a matter of juristiction. this is to establish good relations after all."<br>He turned to leave still with the friendly grin on his face. "Besides now that I know combat gets you hot and bothered, it'll be much more fun to have a duel."<br>As the door closed he looked back "oh while john is far more tolerant of it, if you overstep your bounds and beat my people without asking." he smiled at her like a friend "I'll snap you in half like a Brulla twig." it was not the words of the threat that made it intimidating. It was the friendly, almost loving way he'd said it
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elfguy</strong> on <strong>27-07-2010, 03:13:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Shakar listened to him talk, unimpressed. As he left, he could see her bring a hand to her crotch, and under her leather panties. She started caressing herself in plain view, in the middle of the hallway. She leaned her back against the wall and kept going for a while. Realizing she wouldn't be fighting anyone else for now, she wanted to relax some, and didn't care one bit that she was in a busy hallway. She unbuckled her panties, exposing her pussy, and kept caressing it with one hand, while she brought her top armor up and exposed her large breasts, before caressing those too.<br><br>She let herself slide down against the wall, sitting on the floor, moaning as she pleasured herself. Engineers and guards who came in and out of Engineering all looked at her completely stunned, before hastily going on their ways.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrazyIvan</strong> on <strong>27-07-2010, 06:21:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Michelle smiled as she watched him shiver and groan under the touch of her tail. She continued to have it slowly snake around him and massage it even when he spoke. "I see, well then I guess I will have to member is just as moist as I am" she said smiling as he moved her head closer to his crotch. The Atlanticans were fairly open about sex, it was not as common as a handshake, but it was not taboo or something hidden. It was used by good friends to depend a relationship or as to get to know a new person, as it was physical and carried no risk of disease or pregnancy with them. The only way an Atlantican could get pregnant is from another being that had a Crystal inside of them and that they were bonded to for life. She looked down at his member as her tail continued to slowly massage and tease it. She brought her head with inched of it and looked it over like cat would eying its prey. From the kisses he would have felt her tongue was a bit longer and rougher then a human, but he was about to see how truly long and rough it was. She breathed slowly onto the tip of of it a few times, with her warm breath before giving it a small kiss on the tip. She soon opened her mouth and reached out her tongue to play with the tip and swirl around it as she lowered her mouth around it. She wouldn't grab it with her hands just yet as she let her soft tail, be an opposite to her slightly rough tongue, though it was not rough enough to cause pain but a sort of pleasure, at least that is what she hoped. She looked up towards him as she slowly moved the tip around in her mouth and then began to slowly move down upon the shaft.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vergil1989</strong> on <strong>28-07-2010, 02:08:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				((Something tells me you've done this before lol.))<br><br>John was amazed at her skill, leaning his head back and offering a small moan as she took him in his mouth, her tail the perfect counter to her tongue, both sensations sending pleasurable shivers through his body.&nbsp; "Something tells me...you've done this before."&nbsp; He teased, tensing up a little as another moan escaped his lips as her tongue and tail continued to do their work upon his cock, which had hardened completely by then.&nbsp; Too much of this and he'd be having to climax in her mouth, and he didn't want to do that just yet.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrazyIvan</strong> on <strong>28-07-2010, 02:52:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her eyes would not look away from his face as she slowly moved her head back and forth. Her tail would continue to rub the base of his shaft as her mouth teased and played with the mid and top. His moans of pleasure, shivers, and what he said only served to egg her on and proceed to further tease him slowly, with a mix of gentleness and roughness. She had felt it get harder, if that was possible in her mouth as she slowly moved her tail away and moved it to tease his body, by brushing lightly against it. She then proceed to snake her tongue around him as she moved to take his entire length in her mouth and still she continued to tease him all the while with her tongue and the wetness of her mouth, all while looking up at him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vergil1989</strong> on <strong>28-07-2010, 04:10:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He continued to savor her tongue and tail upon his thick shaft, letting her suck him until there was a thick layer of her saliva upon his member.&nbsp; "I think...that's enough....although...I am loath to have you stop...you're so good."&nbsp; John panted, gently pulling her head off of his dick so he could take a moment to breath and let some of his blood go back to his brain.&nbsp; He didn't want to come too soon and deny Michelle another release while he fucked her, but the pleasure she had given him so far was hard to deny, but he did anyway.&nbsp; Getting on the bed and stretching out on his back, John nodded for her to clamber aboard as his erection held strong and pointed to the ceiling.&nbsp; "Climb on Michelle, and set the pace if you wish.&nbsp; I'll be sure to meet you on equal ground."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ironwolf85</strong> on <strong>28-07-2010, 04:56:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Avelo just could not understand Shakar, he admited he wanted to try bedding her. But dispite the unimpressive threat, he could not get his mind off her. He had two women on his mind, Shakar appealed to his warrior nature, to the side of him that enjoyed conflict and battle, to bed her would be a great conquest in and of itself.<br>Michelle on the other hand appealed to his more refined and tender. Between the two he simply could not choose. He wanted to bed them both, they were beautiful, amazing women. Either would be a wonder in bed.<br>He saw her playing with herself as he left, wondering if he'd caused it. with the weak threat probably not... he mulled it over. "next time I should threaten to have molten gold poured in her ears, then torn apart..." that was a threat she might have respected. "could I be going soft?" he mulled it all over as he returned to the obsveration deck.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrazyIvan</strong> on <strong>28-07-2010, 05:35:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She continued to take his length in slow and stead up and down motions with her head. Until he move to move her head off of his member, though as he did she would slowly move her tongue around him and move off it slowly. When she got to the end she would give it a quick suck before releasing it with a small pop, as she then went and kissed it and looked up at him. She had a bit of saliva or something on the edge of her mouth which she would lick off as she looked up at him. She stayed there as she watched him climb on the bed near her and lay back as his erection pointed upward and as he encouraged her to get on top of him. She smiled as she stood knelling on the bed and moved over him. Her tail would once again move around his member and hold it up in place of her hands as those move to his chest and clawed gently at them as she looked down and smiled at him. She moved so that his cock was just touching her lower lips with its tip "are you sure you are ready for this?" she asked teasing. She waited a couple of second but before he could answer she would slowly push it inside of her, slowly descending onto it and letting it fully enter her and sit inside of her as she shivered and let out a moan of pleasure. She let out a purr of pleasure, which he would feel as her insides seemed to vibrate and squeeze down on him, it would be hot, wet, and tight inside of her. She sat there onto of him smiling as she waited to see what he would do.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vergil1989</strong> on <strong>28-07-2010, 05:59:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				John just shook his head as she sucked the whole way off until he 'popped' out of her mouth.&nbsp; When he had felt her tease the tip with her pussy lips after he had spread out on the bed, John stifled a small gasp from escaping his lips.&nbsp; He let out a long groan as Michelle planted herself firmly upon his cock, taking him fully into her tight, hot, and wet core.&nbsp; It was good to be inside her, his member being squeezed tightly but quite enjoyably by her muscles.&nbsp; "Sheesh....you're so...wonderfully...tight...and hot...Michelle."&nbsp; He groaned, putting his hands to Michelle's hips to help push her deeper onto him, as well as give him an excuse to grab her ass if he so chose.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrazyIvan</strong> on <strong>28-07-2010, 06:59:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiled as she felt his hands come and grab hold of her hips and try to push her down more so he could get deeper inside of her. He would feel her core as he hit the deepest part of her and would feel her shiver and get even tighter, almost seeming to pulsate and milk him. She would remain purring, though it would be louder and as she purred the vibrate increased and grew stronger on him, as her tight muscle squeezed him. "Thank you John, I love how hard and hot you are as well" she said smiling as she slowly ground her hips on him, moving back and forth, not up and down just yet. Her nails would slowly dig more into him, not breaking skin, but still being a bit rough with him as she rocked back and forth on him. Her chest would heave every time she took a deep breath and let out a long sigh of pleasure, that drifted into a meow as she was on top of him. He would feel each of her breaths as they caused her insides to tighten and grow hotter around him as she moved.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elfguy</strong> on <strong>28-07-2010, 13:01:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Soon after, Shakar was on the floor, completely naked, with her things spread around the whole hallway. She moaned so loudly everyone in the adjacent sections could hear it. She didn't care however. For her race, sexual pleasure was not something to be kept private and secret, it was an expression of power and dominance. She was glad to have an audience. When she finished satisfying herself, she stayed there for a long moment. She may not have managed to get into engineering, but she did manage to get a good fight going, and get some other useful technologies off this ship, so it had been a decent trip.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idachan</strong> on <strong>28-07-2010, 22:51:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				With a body temperature now significantly above human Ris twirled before throwing herself almost haplessly out the stairs only to land perfectly on her feet crouched down, tossing her head back and letting her arms follow up just about when the music stopped. Her heavy breath permeated the now silent staircase landing as she took a few moments to just remain still, only slowly inching back and sitting on a step with her shoulders and head resting a few steps up.<br><br>It had been marvelous. Of course she wasn't entering complete Fröjd yet but Rid didn't think that she had ever been so close to true bliss, all encompasing exctacy, and having given her all that was the best reward she could have ever gotten. Sweat riddled her tan skin as she finally pulled herself up and climbed the flight of stairs up to where she had left her boots and vest, she knew quite well that she now needed a shower in order to be presentable infront of the council. On her own planet the sweat would have been proof of her dedication but Niva, knowing more of the outside world, had told her that she was expected to look fresh at all times.<br><br>Ris now let her wristband device guide her towards her quarters, the interior of the ship almost as maze-like as the city she grew up in for someone who didn't spend a lot of time on spaceships. She wasn't quite lost yet when she turned a corner, almost bumping into Avelo on his way to the observation deck.<br>"Oh! I'm so sorry, I wasn't watching where I was goin."<br>Having not spoken with him before Ris was suddenly nervous about how dishevelled she looked, her hair standing in all directions and her boots still in her left hand.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vergil1989</strong> on <strong>28-07-2010, 23:11:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				((Going to play Shattered Memories, so quick post before I go.))<br><br>Feeling her tightening and relaxing, as well as grinding her hips on his own made the Spectre relax and try to ride out the pleasurable sensations as much as he could, wanting her to enjoy this as much as possible.&nbsp; He groaned as her nails bit into his skin, just enough to leave small red marks behind but nothing more.&nbsp; Pushing his hips up a bit, John started thrusting in a slow and steady rhythm, managing to lift Michelle up by sheer brute strength alone as he continued to set a slow but steady rhythm.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrazyIvan</strong> on <strong>29-07-2010, 02:49:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She moaned out louder in pleasure as he moved his hips up, forcing her up as well as she continued to grind him. It was almost like riding a wave, as the pleasure washed over her as her body slowly rose and fell in time with him, to give them each the most amount of pleasure they could have. She remained at a slow and even pace as she began to bounce faster on top, causing her breasts to move and bounce as she rode him. She continued to purr, louder and harder, as she also began to moan out louder and pant as wave after wave of pleasure hit her. He could feel all of this as her insides got hotter, wetter, and tighter still. Squeezing and almost seemed to milk and pulsate around him as she began to move faster on top of him, smiling all the while well looking into his eyes.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheGlyphstone</strong> on <strong>29-07-2010, 03:02:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=74959.msg3351823#msg3351823">Quote from: PeacethatPowerbrings on 25-07-2010, 06:16:19</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"It was the same name which the humans used for themselves," she said, "to distinguish them from other humans, but as we are now the only group to bear the name, it has become the name which distinguishes us as a life-form from all others. The first of us kept it because they were told that was what they were, we have no changed it becuase it seemed unecessary, being that, as a noun, of requires only to be an arbitrary label."<br><br>She liked his thinking, he was right, of course, at least mostly.<br><br>"They are, in a sense interchangable, at a full-body level, though our bodies operate differently," she said, "I could not use my designer's arm without some high degree of adaptation in the connection. Though, you are right, the parts of my body are, well, unimportant, though I do have a certain sentimental attachment to my appearence, and the function it possesses is preferable for me. You are right in assuming a high degree of variation, though, my desinger is a near-perfect sphere with one-metre diameter. It operates sets of distinct limbs remotely."<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>He was silent for another few moments, absorbing and filing away the visual images. He had been fascinated by the idea of nonhuman sentient life from a young age - where many children his age would have gotten an air car as a graduation gift, he had instead chosen a trip to Beowulf and Sol to encounter Beowulfan gremlins and Old Earth dolphins, and eventually emigrating to Sphinx to satisfy his curiosity about the only human-sapience-level race known in the galaxy. His scope of awareness was expanding at exponential rates, but there was only so much he could take in at once.<br><br>"But you and your...designer...share, at your core, physical identical nanomolecularly assembled 'brains'? Are your bodies interchangable to the point that if you desired, you could have your brain removed from the humanoid casing that you have now and placed inside such a spherical housing, or vice versa? I suppose what I'm asking is, once a physical housing has been chosen by you or for you, can it be changed as easily as I might change my clothing?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>29-07-2010, 03:16:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Our brains are, after a fashion identical," she said, "we optimize for capability, so my brain is, because of the intervening developments in our technology, marginally more powerful, than that of my designer, but no more so than could be described as a child being more intelligent than a parent, while the brain strucutre remains nearly identical."<br><br>She knew it was a difficult concept for humans, the idea that the body was just, in a sense, an item of clothing, though a tool metaphor would've worked better, she had to admit, the comparison was apt, but for an additional similarity between her and organic creatures.<br><br>"It would comparably simple," she said, "as a matter of mechanics, it would be no harder then removing a shirt, and putting on another. However, as a matter of fact, it is not quite so simple. Our brains, like yours, adapt to the body they inhabit. My body 'feels' natural to me, like yours does to you. It would be quite disconcerting, strange, and uncomfortable to change to anything that didn't operate in an extremely similar manner. My brain is, in a sense, 'wired' to operate the body I have. However, with enough time in a new body, my brain would eventually adapt, and I could transition to that type of body. We tend to remain in the bodies we've chosen by the time our brains have finished their 'childhood' phase. Before then, it is quite normal to experiment in body types. I am one of the few who kept the body that I was created with into 'adulthood'."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheGlyphstone</strong> on <strong>29-07-2010, 03:34:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"That concept, at least, I can understand, the idea of becoming adapted to the body you wear. I have friends with cybernetic prosthetics in place of injuries that could not regenerate, and they described the process of learning to operate their prosthesis in much the same terms - uncomfortable, clumsy, and sometimes painful, needing to rewire the nerve impulses that would have triggered completely different reactions in their original body parts."<br><br>"The body you wear now is the one you have had since you were....born...then. It is an excellent replica of a humanoid form - how alike are you to an organic humanoid, though? If your body is functionally identical except for its materials, have you or your people chosen to retain the physical sensations of skin and muscle? Do you feel hot or cold? If you were injured, would you feel pain? I imagine your endurance is far higher than a typical human, having no fatigue proteins to overwhelm you - are you likewise improved in your strength and resilience towards injury?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vergil1989</strong> on <strong>29-07-2010, 03:47:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Leaning up and wrapping his arms around her back, John moaned in Michelle's chest as he continued to bring his hips up as hard as he could with her bounces, making her take every inch of his member that was even then throbbing in pleasure as she tightened and pulsated around him every couple of seconds.&nbsp; Pulling back a little bit, John grabbed a breast and brought it to his lips, never losing pace as he clamped his lips upon the nipple and started to suck and let his tongue roll about the tip.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>29-07-2010, 04:15:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I feel all the sensations that you do, at least physically," she said, "my body is only superficially like yours in many places. My limbs are entirely mechanical, though their covering does report the sensations of 'skin.' My body is not only a tool for my brain, but it's protection as well. My strength is, well, probably what humans would consider industrial-grade, while my durability is likewise, in places. In answering how alike I am to an organic humanoid, you must understand that my body is designed to emulate that particular form. I have synthetic organs, skin, muscles. Aside from my limbs and my skeleton, my body is a synthetic recreation of a human body. I can breathe, eat, drink, et cetera. This aspect of my design is not even particularly unique, though I am one of the few who imitates a humanoid with synthetic flesh."<br><br>She paused, turning to press the button which opened the door to the observation gallery. It was empty. She'd chosen one that would have the optimal view, and which wouldn't likely be occupied.<br><br>"There is a bar here for entertaining..." she said, pointing it out, "if you'd like something."<br><br>She presumed that them having drinks would not violate any inboard protocol.<br><br>"In regard to pain," she said, "pain is not something for which the body has receptors. Instead it is a brain function, and my brain does not possess a natural instinct for avoiding injury, because injury is something that may not be something that concerns me, depending on my body. However, I can tell the difference between feeling a sensation like hot or cold and feeling what you'd call burning or freezing. I can, however, feel pleasure, as I do have all the feelings that make some things preferential to others, and certain sensations are naturally more interesting than others."&nbsp; &nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrazyIvan</strong> on <strong>29-07-2010, 05:31:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She moved her hands from his chest to his back as he moved to wrap his arms around her and hug her close to him and moan into her chest. Her nails would do the same to his back as they did to his chest, digging in to his back, but not hard enough to do any damage. She leaned back against him pulling her close and arched her back and looked up as she moaned, purred, and meowed out in pleasure. She was not quite as more and more waves of pleasure pulsed through her body as he thrusts up and further into her. She only become loud and shivered when he began to play and suck on her breasts and play with them. She was almost screaming in pleasure as she moved faster on top of him, rougher, harder, and faster as she ground against him in pleasure. Her insides reflected all of this moving, tightening, pulsating, and pulling him deeper into her as she moved on top of him.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vergil1989</strong> on <strong>30-07-2010, 04:07:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				John groaned and felt close to coming as he continued to ravage Michelle's pussy with his cock, feeling her tighten around him with every thrust that was deep and becoming quicker as he became closer to his end.&nbsp; Feeling her fingers on his back, digging in and probably leaving red marks behind, the Spectre couldn't hold out much longer as he gave a few frantic thrusts and finally emptied his load deep into Michelle's willing body.&nbsp; His tongue had been busy with her breasts up until the end, and John had involuntarily clamped down upon the nipple with his teeth almost hard enough to draw blood as he jerked about a few times before letting go and falling back with her on top of him.&nbsp; Panting heavily, John gently massaged the woman's back as he tried to reorient himself with gravity.&nbsp; "That...was quite amazing...Michelle."&nbsp; He whispered into her ear, a grin on his face as he continued to pant, covered in a thin layer of sweat from the exercise.&nbsp; "Are all...Atlanticans...so open...to sex...like yourself?"&nbsp; He didn't want to kill the mood, he was just curious and too happy at the moment to remember that this was probably a very bad idea in the long run.&nbsp; Still, anything to get their two races to coexist, if diplomacy failed or so his mind was putting out in a blurry fog of pleasure.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrazyIvan</strong> on <strong>30-07-2010, 05:41:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Michelle moaned out louder as he began to thrust harder into her, she knew he was getting close and she could feel it. She smiled to herself as her back remained arched, and as she looked up towards the ceiling. Her nails would be clawing at his back, and would dig in more maybe drawing blood as her thrust into her frantically and emptied his load into her deepest part. She felt the hot load flow into her and the warm sensation of pleasure that it brought with it. This sent her over the edge as she moaned out in a loud almost cream of pleasure, that also sounded somewhat like a meow. Her skin was harder then a humans, and what normally might have drawn blood didn't, but it still was red, painful, and heightened her pleasure in way. She felt him jerk a few more times before falling back as she remained on top. She was panting and moaning still as she continued to grind away on top of him, slowing down but not stopping. Her insides were warmer then before as her own juices mixed with his. She unarched her back and looked down at him smiling as she moved her hands from his back to his chest, this time not digging into him. She was purring louder as she ground away on top of him as he spoke, her insides still the same thing they were doing when they were having sex. "Thank you... you were amazing as well John" she said purring softly to him. She smiled at his question and nodded "for the most part yes, we have a very open view on sex and how it can bring friends and even new people closer together" she said purring and still grinding away on top of him. "Though I generally don't do it with anyone, and only a few can count themselves as luck as you" she said smiling at him.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheGlyphstone</strong> on <strong>31-07-2010, 02:13:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=74959.msg3374864#msg3374864">Quote from: PeacethatPowerbrings on 29-07-2010, 04:15:16</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"I feel all the sensations that you do, at least physically," she said, "my body is only superficially like yours in many places. My limbs are entirely mechanical, though their covering does report the sensations of 'skin.' My body is not only a tool for my brain, but it's protection as well. My strength is, well, probably what humans would consider industrial-grade, while my durability is likewise, in places. In answering how alike I am to an organic humanoid, you must understand that my body is designed to emulate that particular form. I have synthetic organs, skin, muscles. Aside from my limbs and my skeleton, my body is a synthetic recreation of a human body. I can breathe, eat, drink, et cetera. This aspect of my design is not even particularly unique, though I am one of the few who imitates a humanoid with synthetic flesh."<br><br>She paused, turning to press the button which opened the door to the observation gallery. It was empty. She'd chosen one that would have the optimal view, and which wouldn't likely be occupied.<br><br>"There is a bar here for entertaining..." she said, pointing it out, "if you'd like something."<br><br>She presumed that them having drinks would not violate any inboard protocol.<br><br>"In regard to pain," she said, "pain is not something for which the body has receptors. Instead it is a brain function, and my brain does not possess a natural instinct for avoiding injury, because injury is something that may not be something that concerns me, depending on my body. However, I can tell the difference between feeling a sensation like hot or cold and feeling what you'd call burning or freezing. I can, however, feel pleasure, as I do have all the feelings that make some things preferential to others, and certain sensations are naturally more interesting than others."&nbsp; &nbsp;<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>(So, she does have synthetic skin, and the gaps in her 'limb pieces' aren't like the sample picture?)<br><br>"I expected as much, from what you have said so far, and now I feel an even greater burden to ensure that the signing of these grand treaties goes smoothly. Cellular regeneration can cure almost any physical damage we suffer short of brain damage or death, but the therapies do not work for everyone, hence the need for prosthetics. Those unfortunate who suffer damage beyond what a prosthesis can replace are forever crippled, and even a fraction of the knowledge your people must possess in that field would be a priceless treasure to our medical establishments."<br><br>At the observation deck. "Since it was the end goal of our journey, I believe drinks would definitely be in order." Moving to the indicated bar, he scanned the various bottles and jars quickly. "Hopefully, the labels here are the same as they are back home - do you have a preference as to what you would like?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vergil1989</strong> on <strong>31-07-2010, 02:21:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				John groaned in pleasure as she continued to grind her hips against his own, smiling as he leaned up and kissed her cheek before leaning back again.&nbsp; "Well, I'm glad I am one of the lucky few.&nbsp; We should...probably clean up and look presentable when we land at the Citadel, but I'm glad...to have done this regardless of what happens next."&nbsp; He said, lifting her easily enough with his arms so she was off of him before gently putting her back on the bed beside him.&nbsp; Standing up, John got to the small bathroom, cleaned up, and then got to his armor and put it on again.&nbsp; "Whenever you're ready Michelle, I'll walk with you if you wish."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>31-07-2010, 02:35:47</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				(No, her synthetic skin doesn't cover her limbs, her synthetic skin only covers the synthetic parts of the body. Her limbs are mechanical, not a synthetic replication of the organic form for arms and legs. Her arms and legs look as pictured, but the gaps are smaller than shown, when she isn't doing anything strenuos.)<br><br>"I will take whatever you're having," she said, before responding to his mentioning of his own technology with her own questions.<br><br>"It seems strange to me that you would not use cloned bone and flesh for replacements," she said, "is there some limitation you place on that area of science?" she asked, "the human Var were fond of that method, and attained great longevity through gene manipulation and cloned flesh. Of course, the Var population has never been large, comparatively, so I understand that our resource per person ratio is heavily skewed. Perhaps what might interest your people more would be our research into organic nerve connections. Living in a universe dominanted by primarily organic species, we have not failed to investigate the organic sciences."<br><br>She smiled and found a seat that suited her, lounging on a well cushioned bench.<br><br>"The difficulty of the treaties, however," she said, "will be numerous."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheGlyphstone</strong> on <strong>31-07-2010, 03:27:42</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Fredrico's face stiffens for a millisecond at the mention of cloning before relaxing again - almost too fast to notice, but there.<br><br>"No - our galaxy has a history with such sciences, an ugly one. We have cloning technology, and it is sometimes made use of, but they are their own individuals and most people would recoil at the thought of growing a clone for no purpose but to harvest its parts. As for genetic engineering, it is forbidden by treaty all across our galaxy. Engineered super-soldiers and bioweapons almost destroyed our Earth, back when humanity had just begun spreading into space, and the scars from those wars cut deep into our memories. The only active gene manipulation we practice now, aside from the eradication of genetic diseases, are prolong treatments."<br><br>Examining the bar, he pours two glasses of something that claims to be and looks like whiskey, taking them to where Chloe sat and placing them on the table in front of them before carefully settling himself into the seat across from her.<br><br>"I imagine they will be, but that is why my transport ship came equipped with a full staff of trained diplomats and negotiators. I'm merely the face of my universe, accompanying my companion out of practicality - it will be their job to argue the terms of such treaties, I can merely speculate on their eventual benefits."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>31-07-2010, 03:54:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I understand such ethical dilemmas," she said, "your people share that visceral reaction with the humans of this universe, though your reaction is to cloning, where this universe reacts of artificial intelligence. Of course, there are real concerns with both, the Var don't consider any practice uniformly unethical, or even worthy of a ban. Harvesting parts from a complete clone is a very different process from directed growth, of a limb, or an organ. Though, I suppose, distinguishing these cases is only necessary when one develops the capability to do both."<br><br>She took the glass, sipping the liquid and smiling. She could pick out the composition of whiskey, able to feel the stuff hitting her stomach, and then circulating, and then hitting her 'liver' it was all very interesting.<br><br>"I understand being the 'face' of a people," she said, "though I suppose, as I am not physically representative of all the Var, the principle is different. May I ask if your people hold to a custom of mating?" she asked, "marriage, courtship, reproduction?"<br><br>She genuinely wasn't sure of the customs of Fredrico's universe. It seemed likely, as humans had a purpose for doing so, but it was an interesting field of study. The Var had no such things, in a legal sense, though closely-knit groups could be said to be mated, though the restrictions hardly ended at pairs.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ironwolf85</strong> on <strong>31-07-2010, 04:45:54</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Avelo retired to his quarters to sleep away the rest of the trip. of course he knew other pantheons were probabably arriving on omega. but he'd gotten a safe head start
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrazyIvan</strong> on <strong>31-07-2010, 04:52:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Even when he came up to give her kiss on the cheek she continued to grind away on top of him. She would return his kiss with a little one of her own and a small lick on his cheek. "Well I am glad that you enjoyed it and count yourself luck, because I know I do" she said smiling at her and give him a small purr of approval. To say she was lifted easily was correct, though it was not all his doing. Atlanticans, especially in the body that Michelle was in was meant for a much harder environment and as such was denser then a persons would be. The reason why she didn't feel heavier then a normal person was due to both the inborn almost mental psychic states, which allows basic movement and lightening of matter, the Crystal Nets power which amplifies that and can do even more, and the fact that she was intentionally helping him lift her using these powers in a nonvisable way. In fact most of the time that Atlanticans use their psychic like powers or movements it doesn't show or leave behind anything. Though he lifted her off of him her tail would tease his cock till he got up and walked into the bathroom. She watched him as he went in and bathed himself, came back out, put his armor on, and waited for her. She just stayed on his bed laying down exposed and her tail slowly swishing behind her. "Well then I guess I better get ready" she said smiling and slowly making her way over to his bathroom to take a shower, as a bit of his and her mixed juices slid down her leg. He would hear the shower turn on, and then maybe 10 or 15 minutes later she would step out smiling and go over to her clothes and slowly put them on, armor first and then turn to him. "Well I think that does it for now read?" she asked smiling.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Geradine</strong> on <strong>31-07-2010, 08:43:56</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Meanwhile, all the way back on Omega, a small, sleek ship about a quarter of the size of the Dauntless appeared in real-space, decelerating rapidly as it approached the station. after hailing the station, it turned in the direction of the Citadel and accelerated up to light speed and then slightly beyond, tearing a small rift in space-time as it did, before disappearing.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vergil1989</strong> on <strong>31-07-2010, 23:58:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				John smiled and made sure all of his equipment was in order as the ship decelerated for the last time and the Capital Station, so renamed though the center of galactic power was still the same because it was the best place to hold out in a siege, and everyone knew it.&nbsp; The Citadel was massive, the biggest space station that has ever existed according to some, a technological marvel left behind by the Protheans.&nbsp; John lead the way to the nearest observation deck once she had dressed, and the sight that was before them was impressive.<br><br>http://images2.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20080724185810/masseffect/images/5/50/NormandyCitadel2.jpg (http://images2.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20080724185810/masseffect/images/5/50/NormandyCitadel2.jpg) (The Citadel itself.)<br><br>John truly felt at home as the massive station came into view, surrounded by ships from Asari, Turian, and Alliance Navies.&nbsp; The fact that they were working together so well was a testament on how far the galaxy had come during the two or three centuries since the Reaper War ended.&nbsp; "There's my home, just as I remember it.&nbsp; The Citadel, now known as the Capital Station after extensive repairs from the War were completed and a new era was ushered in when the infamous Cycle was broken at last.&nbsp; We endured, as this Citadel endured."<br><br>"'Shepard,' we're going in, prepare your party for disembarkation immediately."&nbsp; The voice of the captain echoed through the intercom, and John nodded as he led the way back to the airlock and the message was sent to everyone onboard.&nbsp; Once everyone was gathered, John without his helmet this time, the Spectre led the way through the Citadel, making for the Tower that held the Council's chambers.<br><br>((Will stop at other places if you guys want to explore, but one doesn't keep the Council waiting lol.))<br><br>http://masseffected.pbworks.com/f/1200079659/masseffect_62_745x440.jpg (http://masseffected.pbworks.com/f/1200079659/masseffect_62_745x440.jpg)&nbsp; (One interior shot of the Presidum, where most of us are going right away most likely.)
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elfguy</strong> on <strong>01-08-2010, 00:22:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Shakar spent the rest of the trip naked, laying on the floor, satisfied and with a slight smile on her face. Being in the middle of a hallway, she was seen by many, but no one had dared say anything, both because of her impressive strength and her status as a visiting diplomat, even though right now she looked more like a cheap whore than the representative of a powerful species.<br><br>When John's voice came through the intercom, she stretched. "Finally!" Standing up, she slowly dressed back up, paying no attention to the two guards eyeing her in amazement. She then headed to the hatch, meeting John there. As soon as she did, she gave him a strong tap on the back. "Hey John! Great ship you got there." She fell in line and followed him.<br>&nbsp;
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheGlyphstone</strong> on <strong>01-08-2010, 00:32:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=74959.msg3387729#msg3387729">Quote from: PeacethatPowerbrings on 31-07-2010, 03:54:43</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"I understand such ethical dilemmas," she said, "your people share that visceral reaction with the humans of this universe, though your reaction is to cloning, where this universe reacts of artificial intelligence. Of course, there are real concerns with both, the Var don't consider any practice uniformly unethical, or even worthy of a ban. Harvesting parts from a complete clone is a very different process from directed growth, of a limb, or an organ. Though, I suppose, distinguishing these cases is only necessary when one develops the capability to do both."<br><br>She took the glass, sipping the liquid and smiling. She could pick out the composition of whiskey, able to feel the stuff hitting her stomach, and then circulating, and then hitting her 'liver' it was all very interesting.<br><br>"I understand being the 'face' of a people," she said, "though I suppose, as I am not physically representative of all the Var, the principle is different. May I ask if your people hold to a custom of mating?" she asked, "marriage, courtship, reproduction?"<br><br>She genuinely wasn't sure of the customs of Fredrico's universe. It seemed likely, as humans had a purpose for doing so, but it was an interesting field of study. The Var had no such things, in a legal sense, though closely-knit groups could be said to be mated, though the restrictions hardly ended at pairs.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>The seemingly innocent question made him chuckle. "We're still humans there, and I'm pretty sure that sort of thing is what humans spend most of their time thinking about no matter what universe they come from."<br><br>Despite the visible humor, it was a bit of an awkward thing to find a response to - thankfully, it was right about then that the Citadel came into view.<br>"Impressive." Was his only comment.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>01-08-2010, 01:21:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You'd be surprised at the variance that actually exists then," she said, "but that is...good to know. I find cultures like yours much more easy to relate to."<br><br>She paused looking out toward the Citadel. Her face might've betrayed her lack of awe, but she widened her eyes nonetheless. It was obviously well constructed, but it betrayed a technological view that the Var would never have chosen for a station. Still, it was obviously an ideal location for the conference. Even from the outside she could easily decypher the architectural cues, the large promenade, the emphasis on space and aesthetics.<br><br>"You will want to see my homeworld, then," she said, turning to him and offering him her hand.<br><br>"Walk me to our departure gate?" she asked, fully intending to lead him, not follow, but it was a gesture she was happy with nonetheless.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheGlyphstone</strong> on <strong>01-08-2010, 01:36:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Perhaps - I'm not from Beowulf, after all."<br><br>He took the offered hand with a smile, his grip the carefully measured restraint of a heavy-worlder, curiously light for a man his size, and set off down the hallway out of the observation room. Remembering the route one took was a very valuable skill to learn in the forests of Sphinx, and there had been few enough turns and twists in the path for Fredrico to be able to retrace their steps back to the entrance hatch.<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>01-08-2010, 02:35:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				By the time Fredrico arrived at the entrance hatch, Maria was already there waiting.&nbsp; &nbsp;She'd manipulated the controls with apparent ease, which had drawn some looks from the mind blind present that she recognized as uneasiness.&nbsp; &nbsp;But their uneasiness was hardly her concern, after all.<br><br>She gave her human partner a soft "bleek" in the way&nbsp; of greeting from where she was sitting.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>01-08-2010, 04:33:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chloe followed John out into the Citadel. The interior was more to her taste, functional but aesthetically pleasing. She enjoyed the addition of free-flowing water, a particular choice that had long since become a staple in Var design. It was hard to find a Var world that lacked plenty of absolutely clear, pure water. Of course, water had some functional applications too, even for the Var.<br><br>"With the difference between Omega and the Citadel, it is intriguing that Omega was picked as the meeting point. Perhaps to impress upon us the wonder of the Citadel by a harsh comparison? No matter."<br><br>She let go of Fredrico's hand, smiling.<br><br>"Our time seems to be in demand," she said, "I'll look forward to talking with you again when we have some leisure time, yes?" she said and asked all at once.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheGlyphstone</strong> on <strong>01-08-2010, 06:47:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Absolutely."<br><br>Seeing Maria, Fredrico smiled and leaned down to scoop her up onto her customary perch atop his shoulder.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Geradine</strong> on <strong>01-08-2010, 09:41:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Waiting for them in the Atrium of the Citadel were 4 furred creatures, all about 5' tall, and had rodent-like faces. 3 of them were dressed in what could be approximated as combat armor, although it looked to light to be good for anything but a scout, the majority of it white with detailing of the deepest red. these three were standing in a lopsided V behind the fourth, who was wearing what looked to be the same armor, but with red being the primary and white the secondary. This fourth bowed slightly to the delegation as they moved into view, and began to speak in slightly accented common without preamble. "greetings to you and your kind, SPECTRE. i am the one chosen to represent the Jalrathi people, Morpher Gerad Honzue. i apologize for my sudden appearance, but my ship was delayed due to some modifications being done to it, and i arrived at the initial meeting point somewhat behind schedule. i am pleased that we have not arrived too far ahead of you, as the technology we are currently using for interstellar travel is currently somewhat...experimental. my people and i look forward to a long and prosperous friendship." As he spoke, he studied the delegation carefully without giving the appearance of doing so. Most seemed unthreatening, and he marked the furred one and the large male with what was obviously an animal companion and friend as those he would consider highly for treaties with his people. as his eyes settled on the tall female that practically exuded a sense of confidence that everything she saw was hers if she willed it to be, his pose stiffened slightly in moderate distrust, although he could not place why that sense had come over him. he moved to introduce himself to the other delegates, noting that most had a more...comprehensive guard than that which he had brought with him.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idachan</strong> on <strong>01-08-2010, 19:48:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ris had gotten to her quarters without much delay after finishing, noting that she had a good fifteen minutes to get ready if their time schedule was going to be accurate. She had jumped into the shower and freshened up, Niva having laid out a more formal outfit for her which the darkhaired Diablerist pulled on after having dried off. Formal wear on her planet had a tendancy to be shiny and that was exactly what her's was, a silvery white shiny onepiece leotard with a translucent skirt made of a plastic-like material, matching chestpiece and cuffs as well as darker silver boots, reaching her knees but leaving her thighs completely bare.<br><br>With her hair combed and pulled into a decent and slightly more formal look that showcased her horns proudly Ris hurried to the airlock to join the others with a much better mood.<br>"Oh hello... I'm so excited, I can't wait to see what it looks like..."<br>Chatting quite amiably and modestly, Ris clasped her hands and walked out with them into the station where her words faded away. It was marvelous. <br><br>Having never been away from her planet before Ris had imagined that she wouldn't be impressed, why should she when Pandemonium was as beautiful as it was, but when she saw the lovely greenery and glittering water while walking she had to humble herself rather firmly. It clearly told her that Fröjd didn't necessarily dwell only on Diablos. To these people she was most likely from a backwater planet no one had heard of.<br><br>And more delegations than the ones on the ship were appearantly expected, one group joining them with enough eloquence to remind Ris of the speeches given at home. As it was her turn to introduce herself Ris bowed her head with her hands again over her heart.<br>"A pleasure to meet you Morpher Honzue, I am Ris Tarn, representing the planet of Diablos. Please just call me Ris."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrazyIvan</strong> on <strong>01-08-2010, 20:08:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Michelle checked through her own equipment while she still had the time, before following right next to John, closely just like before with almost no space between them. She followed him as he lead her to the nearest observation deck and she looked out upon the citadel. It sort of reminded her of the artificial planets, large space station colonies, and capital ship factories in her own galaxies, though the citadel might have been smaller then them, it was hard to say from here. She was a bit impressed by the fact that it was still standing and in order, after all this was a piece of technology that was older then 100,000 years as it predated the Protheans. She only knew this because she and her people had watched this galaxy with interest as it was there home so they knew that it was old and existed for a long period of time even before the Protheans. She would have been more impressed if it was built by the current people in the galaxy, but instead it was more of a technological artifact interest instead.<br><br>She smiled while looking at, though her eyes didn't widen and she sort of just had a look of curiosity more then anything else. "so you really do live in space" she said with a bit of a smile as she looked away form the station and towards him. "By cycle you mean the 50,000 years between reaper attacks?" she asked sort of without thinking. They had watched many times as that cycle had gone on, but nothing they really could do as that was long ago. In fact if the cycle were to happen now the Atlanticans would have finally stepped in and stopped the reapers, but only if the galaxy could not do itself, this was partly due to the rise of humans and to protect there distant relatives.<br><br>Once the announcement had gone out that they were docking and getting ready to go on the station was give she followed John to the airlock. She was still walking right next to him as before and continued to do this even once all the diplomats were gathered. She would wave to Avelo when he appeared in the group and gave him a smile. Her guards were carrying a few things and fell in behind everyone else in the group as to guard the rear, and they knew they could also watch over Michelle and everyone else better.<br><br>Michelle watched and looked over the new alien diplomats, or so she assumed, that had arrived in front of them. She wondered what type of technology they used to get to omega later, but arrive here before them. She she curiously thought this over as she looked them over and as the group walked up to them and greeted them. She thought of what questions she would ask him later, when she got the chance to as he gave his introduction and talked about the experimental system they were using to go FTL. Though he was trying to look like he was not looking them over, she didn't care, her ears were up and pointed at them and her tail swished behind her as she watched them carefully, not looking dangerous just curious. <br><br>"It is an honor to meet another diplomat, Morpher Gerad Honzue, of the Jalrathi people. I am Michelle Empress of the Atlantican Empire, I am glad to meet you on behave of my people" she said smiling to him and giving him a slight bow of her head. She said this like true diplomat, in a friendly, welcoming tone, and with a bit of presence, which was unlike the child like character she had been before. Though that didn't last long as she stopped acting like that and began to look a bit more childish as she looked to Ris, who she hadn't really met either, she heard her name, but never really talked with her. She looked over the two of them and smiled as she did. "Morpher Gerad Honzue, may I talk with you later as there are some question I want to ask you, about your culture and technology" she said smiling, and acting more like a child. She had gone back to her curious and child like nature.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vergil1989</strong> on <strong>02-08-2010, 01:25:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The Citadel was crawling with countless beings of all of the races that had a membership or other authority like presence here in the Capital.&nbsp; Asari, Krogan, Salarians, humans, Drell, Hanar, Elcor, and Turians all called this place home in some capacity or another.&nbsp; John led the way out of the space docks, and saw that there was yet another strange alien species among their group.&nbsp; "Greetings, Morpher Gerard Honzue, and don't worry about being late.&nbsp; We just got here as you observed, and so if you have any questions, I'll do my best to answer them on the way to the Citadel Council Tower.&nbsp; That too has been modified despite the Keepers trying to modify it back constantly, or at least they did until we managed to gain control of the little buggers.&nbsp; Because of the recent increase of races representing their own species, the meeting chambers also had to be given an increase in size.&nbsp; Anyway, again, I'll do what I can to familiarize you and yours on the way.&nbsp; That goes for everyone."&nbsp; John said, turning to the group behind him as he made his way through the crowds that were always coming and going.&nbsp; The Serpent Nebula offered defense from attacking fleets, and it was a very beautiful thing to have in your window most days if you lived on the station.&nbsp; Then there were the army of ships that wandered about the station at any time, as well as countless others that could be made ready and warped to the station in a matter of minutes from neighboring planets all over the galaxy.&nbsp; The most powerful of which is the Asari Dreadnought, the Destiny Ascension.&nbsp; The ship was even then passing in front of the space docks, and John stopped to admire the view for a moment.&nbsp; The elevators in the back of the space docks came up, and John headed that way.&nbsp; "Head down to the C-SEC offices, where we'll be scanned in, some of us for the first time, and logged into the computer systems.&nbsp; Everyone has to go through this or admittance won't happen."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elfguy</strong> on <strong>02-08-2010, 01:39:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Following John through the entrance of the Citadel, Shakar was very impressed. Everyhing was so big, so massive, and so clean. Her own world was the complete opposite. Even as they walked in, her own communicator beeped, signifying her ship crew was trying to contact her, but she shut it off right away, not wanting to take her attention away from this technological marvel. Through the beautiful scenery, which she didn't really care for, the power of those who had built such a thing was clearly visible, and that was what kept her attention.<br><br>When they walked next to a terminal with a Keeper working at maintaining the station, she took a very interested look at it. It was like her own slaves, but completely obedient, needing little to no sustenance, and working nonstop. To her this was like the epitome of perfection. Turning to John, she commented, with obvious envy in her voice "This place is amazing, it must be a dream living here."<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ironwolf85</strong> on <strong>02-08-2010, 23:05:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Avelo looked on following in haste, unlike omega this place seemed a marvel. it had an aura simmilar to his home in The Silver City. Though not a single mosiac on the walls, they were smooth and white almost sterile. yet somehow worked with the way the station was built.<br>It was the sculptures and the fountians that he admired the most. it was like it existed to commerate somthing or, for simply the pourpose of being seen and admired. It bespoke no greater glory, no great icon. yet it's simplicity was part of the beauty, nothing garish about it, no alertnate pourpose.<br>Unlike others Avelo never noticed the Keepers, just as one ignores the scenery. to one who'd lived his entire life around servants, those that did not have lives of their own were little better than the walls or the floors themselves.<br>"This is rather beautiful" he mentioned to john "Magnus take a few recordings" he gave the command almost like a tourist "we could learn a few things about building from this place."<br>compared to this omega was a trash heap....
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Geradine</strong> on <strong>03-08-2010, 01:59:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Gerad bows slightly towards Michelle. "you may ask what you wish, Empress, and i will do my best to answer." he makes a small hand motion, and his guards seem to melt into the crowds, although it didn't help that they were shorter than most other species.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vergil1989</strong> on <strong>03-08-2010, 05:52:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				After taking the elevators down, and nodding in agreement with the comments tossed his way, John led the way to the first of at least two checkpoints that were in the Citadel that they would most likely see a lot of on their way to and from the Tower.&nbsp; "Ok, it works the same way as the airlock back on the Dauntless, except this one is more for scanning for weapons and the like.&nbsp; We had to beef up security due to some issues way back when, and the extra measures seemed to have cut down on a lot of crime, so it kind of stuck."&nbsp; The checkpoint had a dozen guards around it at all times, as well as a number of camera bots, sensors, and the like through the narrow corridor, a force field protected security station on the left side of the checkpoint.&nbsp; "All weapons and items of the like you can keep, but they will be picked up on and categorized all the same.&nbsp; Even if the sensors can't identify them, we'll still at least like to look at them and put it into the computers manually if the need arises.&nbsp; This is the galactic heart, and so it's part of my job to make sure it keeps going.&nbsp; There is some incentive though, you all will be put into the database, given the full rights that all travelers get, and given a then thousand credit balance to spend as you wish.&nbsp; Credits are the electronic form of money among us, all payments are done electronically, thus making it harder to steal and otherwise lose your money except through hacking perhaps.&nbsp; Even that is hard to pull off though."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Geradine</strong> on <strong>03-08-2010, 19:27:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Gerad was the first to enter the scanner, which locked on his left gauntlet and a small rod hanging on his right side, although there seemed to be some small amount of interference.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrazyIvan</strong> on <strong>03-08-2010, 19:47:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Michelle listened to the other diplomats comments and watched their faces as they looked out upon the station. Both Shakar and Avelo seemed the most interested in it, Avelo probably for use and how to better himself and Shakar the same thing, though to a different end. She was most likely looking for weapons or something as that seemed to be a trend for her. She seemed the most dangerous out of all of them and focused back on Gerad as he bowed and said he would answer questions. She was about to ask some when they got into the elevator and went to C-sec and looked at the scanners and the security systems that were around. She then looked to her guards and her self and wondered how advance their scans were. She walked up to her guards and did like on Omega, sort of sang in a way as she communicated with them about what they thought and what might happen. She was not only talking with them, but with the people all the way back on her home planet as they all thought.<br><br>She would stop talking with them as John walked over and explained what the point of this was and what was to happen. She listened as he also explained about credits and how it was there form of money. Money was an old idea to the Atlanticans they had done away with that system long ago and replaced it with a mix of all most respect, barter, and other systems. The empire was so big that there was basically no poverty, or for Atlanticans poverty was a nice house/apartment, 3 balanced meals a day, entertainment, and more. So she thought it was interesting that they still used money and wondered how much everything would cost.<br><br>She watched as Gerad went through the scanner and as it looked over him and then sighed slightly. She knew she would have to go through it and so would her guards and she figured might as well get it over with now. Her guards fell in close behind her as she approached the scanner and stepped through and it scanned all of them. The scanned would give off weapon signatures all over her body as if she was a walking weapon, before disappearing and reappearing. The system was going a bit nuts trying to scan her as it couldn't really read her, what she was, and what she had on her. She would be covered in an almost green and red haze on the monitors as they gave off false positive readings all over her body and made it almost impossible to tell that she was even standing there. Though somethings would be brighter red and appear to be more weapon like, if you can call it that even then it was hard to say what they were. That bright spots would be centered around the guards back, on the APR that looked like a black backpack, and on Michelle's hip with the little APR.<br><br>Part of the reason scanners don't work on Atlantican is due to a number of reasons. One their are genetically modified to such a degree that they might look human on the outside, or a cat-like person in Michelle's case, but their insides are completely different. They might be a mix of machines, missing parts, or whole other systems put inside of them. Not just that the Crystal Net as a somewhat alive being hates to be scanned and looked at by those outside of the system and will active a barrier around the individual to disrupt the scanner. Although Michelle was trying to suppress it, the Crystal still has a mind somewhat of its own and is defending itself using a psychic and nano machine barrier to give off weird readings and make it hazy. Michelle stood there and looked back at the group and at John as she waited there for him to give instructions. She didn't look surprised, in fact it looked like she knew this was going to happen and was just waiting for what he wanted her to do about it.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elfguy</strong> on <strong>03-08-2010, 19:55:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Shakar wasn't crazy about getting scanned, but she wanted to see the rest of the Citadel, so she decided to get this over with. She went through quickly, and the machine had no trouble detecting her outfit, made of leather and metal. Her only weapon was also easily identified, a strong, solidly built curved blade in the holster on her back. She had no other weapon.<br><br>The scanner did detect a couple of small metallic devices affixed along her helmet and back piece, but couldn't determine their use. They were all very small however and unlikely to be weapons, so the C-Sec people didn't seem overly concerned. On the other side of the scanner, she looked back at John, crossing her arms, waiting for the others to get through.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vergil1989</strong> on <strong>03-08-2010, 20:55:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The security guard behind the force field window looked to John, who in turn shrugged when he too noticed the scanner going a bit nuts.&nbsp; "It's your call, Spectre."<br><br>"Let her pass, I trust her."&nbsp; John replied, smiling in Michelle's direction as the door was opened before them so everyone could pass through without incident.&nbsp; Shakar wouldn't get the time of day from John, feeling the same unease that Michelle and the others surely got off of her.&nbsp; The hallway had a couple of different side doors and elevators before them, and also a transport terminal for the use of visiting tourists and the like, the sky ways available for those that didn't wish to work all over the Citadel.&nbsp; The guard behind the station nodded for them to proceed as a couple of Turians held out a small bundle of electronic credit chits for the diplomats to use as they saw fit.&nbsp; "Don't lose those.&nbsp; If you want to open an account, you may as we pass by the Financial District on our way out of the Tower, but we might need to hurry along since the Council is expecting us."&nbsp; John said, leading the way through the Presidium after another elevator ride down through C-Sec, walking through the park like enclosure that was the Presidium, and then another ride up to the top of the Citadel Tower.&nbsp; The meeting place still held its old charm, but it had a few more seats available for the representatives that held court in these hallowed halls.<br><br>http://images2.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20090823204536/masseffect/images/4/46/CitadelCouncilChambers.png (http://images2.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20090823204536/masseffect/images/4/46/CitadelCouncilChambers.png)<br><br>The walk up the stairs was slow going, but John enjoyed the view all the same as diplomats from other races and planets as well as men and women from the Alliance Military hustled about, taking care of business of varying importance.&nbsp; One such commander approached John and saluted him before heading on, heading back down to the Presidium where they had just come from.<br><br>http://www.supercheats.com/guides/files/guid/mass-effect/m2-citadelcouncil.jpg (http://www.supercheats.com/guides/files/guid/mass-effect/m2-citadelcouncil.jpg)&nbsp; (The three I'll be NPCing the most.)<br><br>The Asari Matriarch spoke up first, flanked by a Salarian and a Turian, John could never remember their names even though they were the true voice behind the seventeen Council members that stood behind them.&nbsp; Elcor, Hanar, Drell, human, Krogan even, they were all here.&nbsp; "Zarathel, we see your mission was a success.&nbsp; It is good to see you home.&nbsp; It seems we might have a bigger crowd than was officially anticipated.&nbsp; We have your reports and the reports of the crew, you have done well bringing them safely here.&nbsp; Welcome, one and all to the Citadel and to the meeting we called of our galactic neighbors."<br><br>"Thank you, it is good to be back.&nbsp; Other than a few issues with the local Vorcha and attacks by Blood Pack mercs, we got here without any problems from Omega."&nbsp; John replied, knowing they knew all this already, but it was necessary all the same in case questions came up later.<br><br>The Turian spoke next, always being the military arm of the Council since it had been founded.&nbsp; "Yes, it's unfortunate you couldn't have prevented an attack in the first place, but you handled yourself well, as did your companions if these reports are to be believed.&nbsp; Diplomat Avelo, was it?&nbsp; How can it be you are still alive after suffering a shot to the head?&nbsp; Anyone else would not be here if such a wound was given to them."<br><br>"What I want to know is, just how powerful you are Empress Michelle of the Atlantican Empire.&nbsp; Your ability, whatever it is, is on par with some of our most powerful L5 biotics, perhaps more so."&nbsp; The Salarian asked/commented next, being ever curious since most Salarians were always either scientists or part of the Salarian Special Task Group, assassins and spies of the most lethal caliber.&nbsp; "Before we get this meeting underway officially, I wish to learn more if I can of your abilities, nothing more nothing less."<br><br>"There will be plenty of time for all of your questions later, for now, let us proceed with what we have set out to do."&nbsp; The Matriarch interrupted, smiling despite the slow start.&nbsp; Hover chairs had been brought in for the party to use as they wished, and the three heads of the current government nodded as one before opening the floor to the ones before them.&nbsp; "Let us start with what you hope to gain and tell us about your homes so we can get a better understanding of what we might be able to accomplish together, if we can reach an understanding before these meetings are over."<br><br>((Still need Ironwolf yet and Idachan.&nbsp; Ironwolf, no divinity crap please lol.&nbsp; They don't buy that kind of thing, even if you and yours do.&nbsp; Ok, shall we skim through this or do the whole meeting?))
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elfguy</strong> on <strong>07-08-2010, 00:04:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Shakar followed the group in silence, looking around at the various terminals and other technology visible from the hallways. Once they reached the Council chamber, she stood next to John and listened what she assumed were the leaders talk. She couldn't help but notice how only a few races were represented on this council, yet the other races didn't seem that unhappy. They certainly weren't slaves. This was an unusual style of leadership to her. They had power, but didn't use it to submit others.<br><br>She leaned towards John and commented "Any chance I could bring back a couple of those Keppers of yours, they seem like such docile creatures, I bet we could use them on our planet." Of course she suspected he would say no, but she had to ask.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ironwolf85</strong> on <strong>07-08-2010, 02:50:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Avelo was about to respond however the conversation continued without him. Instead he gracefully took his place at the meeting. Putting on his best diplomatic airs "To answer your question Councilor I did not survive the bullet to my head." he made a motion and summoned a small glass of wine. "summoned" being his term. In fact it looked like the glass was digitally assembled in his hand. that was the limit of his showing off, he was speaking to superior peoples, even if he'd never admit it in public.<br>The feeling of being impressed was not something that was common to him. but these people lead hundreds of species, thousands of worlds. compared to his one...<br>"I am pleased to meet all of you." he was unsure of weather to give his offering before or after the meeting, he'd wait for someone to go first.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Geradine</strong> on <strong>26-08-2010, 01:22:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Gerad watched the construction of the wine glass with interest, before tinkering with something on the underside of his left gauntlet, the fingers on his right hand moving furiously as though typing. his ears swiveled, keeping tabs on both the group of diplomats and the council.<br><br><br>(sorry, just trying to keep it alive. i would hate to see such a good idea die.)
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vergil1989</strong> on <strong>26-08-2010, 05:46:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				((Thank you for that.&nbsp; You gave me a reason to post again lol.))<br><br>John raised an eyebrow as Avelo summoned the wine glass, the three unofficial heads of the entire Council were impressed however, but they didn't waste time in moving onward.&nbsp; The Turian spoke first this time.&nbsp; "And yet here you are.&nbsp; Such a feat can only mean you were cloned or some other means were applied to make it possible for you to be here now, Ambassador Avelo.&nbsp; I'd like to know more on this when there is time after this meeting, if you'd entertain an old Turian war hero as myself."<br><br>The Asari Matriarch nodded in agreement to the idea, though time was precious since there was countless other voices to be heard before the day was through.&nbsp; "If we are ready to proceed, we have heard reports that a few of you have gifts you wish to present to this Council as acts of good faith, future allegiances, and other reasons besides.&nbsp; If you wish to give your items over to us now, you may do so, or you can wait until after this meeting has been adjourned.&nbsp; The choice is yours."<br><br>((A short post to see who is still interested in this and who is not.&nbsp; I am sorry for the long delay, RL caught up with me, and I got sick for a good week, among other things.))
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Geradine</strong> on <strong>26-08-2010, 07:33:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Gerad looks up from his gauntlet. "my people do have something to offer, but as it is still in developement at the moment, the gifting will have to wait. does this please you?" he finishes up on his gauntlet, and almost immediatly afterwards those near him feel something like the you feel along the back of a plastic chair as a small orb is constructed in roughly the same manner as the goblet was, but nowhere near as permenant. Gerad makes a small squeak of pleasure at his success, then frowns at his gauntlet as the orb disappears.<br><br>(the squeak is something akin to the sound small rodents such as gerbils and mice make.)
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ironwolf85</strong> on <strong>26-08-2010, 17:39:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				(oh mercy thank you)<br>Avelo gestured for the confessor, who placed a metal box, with golden inlays, on the table. he opened the box and placed a small golden orb the size of a man's fist on the table, as it was placed golden lines spread outward covering the table in a mechanical circutboard pattern.<br>"this is the orraclium... a relic that our seers use to enhanse their powers and guide them through the twisting passages of time. since this council is our ally, it would be best to share such power."<br>He had a kindly smile across his face, he had no idea if any of them could use it, or what it's effects would be, however it was still supposed to be useful tool.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the Multiverse IC (Need male PCs)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheGlyphstone</strong> on <strong>26-08-2010, 21:07:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Having brought nothing, and likely having nothing to offer on the level of those gifts already presented - Manticore's gifts were in knowledge and trade, and the People had nothing behind flint knives - Fredrico merely stood and watched, with Maria perched curiously on his shoulder.
			</dd>
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