Reilly's Rogues - IC Topic
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				Title: <strong>Reilly's Rogues - IC Topic</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MissFire</strong> on <strong>12-10-2014, 08:17:39</strong>
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				<div align="center">(http://i57.tinypic.com/zqsd1.jpg)</div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">The Belle Dame</span></strong></div><br><hr><br><div class="floatleft">(http://i59.tinypic.com/e71i09.jpg)</div><br>Another typical day aboard the Belle Dame, roving headquarters of Reilly's Rogues Mercenary Co. The crew had actually managed a full week off without any action, a rarity in their line of work. Time off was good to rest the body and mind, but it didn't fill bellies. It was costly to maintain the ship and equipment it held, and so any spare credits often went to that first, leaving food for second. A lack of work could mean lean means, so vacations could turn sour in a hurry. The girls were all going about their business when a familiar voice chimed over the ship's intercom.<br><br><em>"Attention, ladies! Attention! New bounty! Everyone to the meeting room, please!"</em><br><br>It was Reilly's first in command, a lovely, well-dressed brunette named Rose. Rose was seen more often than Reilly herself, often serving as the mouthpiece for their absent captain. She was easy on the eyes, even-tempered, and well-mannered, meaning she was a bit hit with most of the crew. A new bounty meant the drought (and the vacation) was over. Word spread through the ship like wildfire and it wouldn't take long for the ladies of the Belle Dame to file into the meeting room. <br><br>Just off the bridge, the meeting room was a simple space used for briefing the mercenaries on any tasks that needed to be done. It was furnished only with a long table surrounded by chairs and the back wall was, in it's entirety, a computer screen used for displaying pivotal mission information. Very high tech for bounty hunters. Rose was always one to insist that careful planning was the key to any successful bounty. When the ladies arrived they'd see the lovely 'flower of the Belle Dame' standing at the end of the room with a smile on her face and her trusty clipboard in hand. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Reilly's Rogues - IC Topic</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MissFire</strong> on <strong>12-10-2014, 08:31:13</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i58.tinypic.com/9ad4z4.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Jinny Mattix, Mercenary and Mechanic<br><strong>Location:</strong> Victrix's Quarters<br><strong>With:</strong> Victrix<br><br><em>"Fuck! Fuck! Mm, fuck!"</em> moaned in pleasure.<br><br>A heavy thud against the wall, the sound of something falling off a dresser and crashing to the ground, the lewd slap of hot skin against skin.<br><br><em>"Fuck! Ooh~mmmh! Fuck, fuck me!"</em> cried in passion.<br><br>Hands clutching at curves, her legs wrapped around a slender waist, the toned ass of her lover as she drove her hips forward again and again and again.<br><br><em>"Attention, ladies! Attention! New bounty! Everyone to the meeting room, please!"</em><br><br><em>"...Oh, fuck me!"</em> this time, shouted in disdain. Jinny squeezed her thighs around Vix's waist, panting heavily, staring into her lover's eyes. The two of them were both in the nude, Vix's room strewn with clothing and nearly a shambles after two hours of blissful&nbsp; and passionate sex. Two hours and, if Jinny had her way, they'd only be getting started. Ah, the energy of youth. She could be insatiable. Thankfully she had a partner that could keep up. She looked into the buxom medic's eyes, the two of them both silently wondering if they should finish or if they should rush to the meeting.<br><br>They both came to the same conclusion; they'd have to go to the meeting. With Jinny and Vix a 'quick romp' could last an hour, and here they'd started in on one of their marathon sessions, thanks to the time off. Jinny's bosom heaved as she caught her breath in the quiet moment, little beads of sweat making her soft skin glisten. Irritated, she finally puffed a little breath, blowing a strand of hair from her face.<br><br><em>"...Fuck."</em> she cursed again, pouting. It was cute when she pouted. <em>"We'd better go or the others are going to debrief and leave without us."</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Reilly's Rogues - IC Topic</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AndyZ</strong> on <strong>12-10-2014, 09:57:58</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/74/Vixhead.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Victrix Starshine, Vix to her friends, Medic and Mercenary<br><strong>Location:</strong> Victrix's Quarters<br><strong>With:</strong> Jinny<br><br>There was just something indescribably beautiful about someone who knew how to push you to limits you'd never before imagined.<br><br>Admittedly it was mostly the nanites that helped her keep up with the insatiable Jinny.&nbsp; Even at Jinny's age, Vix hadn't been gifted with the sheer unending energy of the nubile mechanic.&nbsp; Her mind felt numbed with the rapture of their time together, but her body just didn't seem to want to stop no matter how much juice she pumped into her lover.&nbsp; It wasn't usually true semen after the first orgasm - the nanites couldn't actually help her refill that quickly - but it was still toe-curling bliss.<br><br>Even as Vix heard the call and clutched Jinny tightly, she fought the urge to just spin her over and keep at it.&nbsp; No matter what her mind told her, her heart and other body parts begged to feel one more spasm of youthful delight as their bodies shared another orgasm.<br><br>Jinny was right, of course, and Vix let out a somewhat pained breath as she tried to force herself to calm down.&nbsp; "...yeah..." she agreed, planting a kiss on Jinny's lips as a promise for more later, before slipping away to dress.<br><br>The most unusual piece of Vix's otherwise sleek and form-fitting attire was the crotch, a thicker piece that didn't quite snuggle up against her body but acted more as an athletic support.&nbsp; Vix's erection was going to need some time to go away, especially without the chance for a cold shower.&nbsp; Taking a hefty swig from one of her nutrient drinks to replenish fluids would have to do for now.
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				Post by: <strong>thebobmaster</strong> on <strong>12-10-2014, 20:07:47</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong>Helena Walsh, hand-to-hand specialist<br><strong>Location:</strong> Helena's Quarters/Meeting Room<br><strong>With:</strong> None/Rose<br><hr><br><strong><em>Attention, ladies! Attention! New bounty! Everyone to the meeting room, please!</em></strong> At the call to go to the meeting room, Helena rose up from her bed, stretching her nude form slowly to make sure she was fully limber. No use going out on the mission stiffened up, after all. Once she had loosened all of her joints, Helena got dressed in a tight black bodysuit that was quite flattering to her tall, muscular form. Brushing her blonde hair back, she looked around, thinking to herself. <em>About time. Rest is fine, but that's not what I signed up for. Well, not entirely.</em><br><br>Heading to the meeting room, Helena nodded to Rose when she arrived, leaning against the wall as she waited for others to arrive. She was sure that some would be delayed. Helena had spent the night alone, but that didn't mean everyone did. She thought about asking Rose what the bounty entailed, but stopped herself. She would find out in due time what to expect from the mission. <em>Patience. That's what I need right now.</em><br><br>Crossing her arms under her breasts, Helena lifted them slightly, subconsciously making herself feel more noticeable. It's not that she felt out of place among this crew. Far from it. It's just that being in shape made keeping her figure tight impossible, and she wanted her figure noticed in a good way.
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				Post by: <strong>orderNchaos</strong> on <strong>12-10-2014, 20:11:53</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i77.photobucket.com/albums/j77/wulfjaeger/MyaAltera_zps2686c403.jpg)</div><br><strong>Name:</strong>Mya "Jinx" Altera <br><strong>Location:</strong> Bridge<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Anyone<br><br>Weeks like this were uncommon to Mya, having always been worried for her next meal or her next bounty had usually been the name of the game.&nbsp; Mya enjoyed the quiet hum of the bridge as she sat back in the command chair, her feet up on the console.&nbsp; Days like today were nice, the bridge was quiet not loud and bustling like things normally were when they were chasing a prey or running from the navy.&nbsp; Flying the Belle Dame was something different than she'd ever flown before, but learning how fast and maneuverable a ship like the Dame was didn't take long for Mya.&nbsp; This was one thing that kept Reilly's crew so dangerous, they were all excellent at their jobs and knew how to carry capabilites to the edge.&nbsp; <br><br><em>"Attention, ladies! Attention! New bounty! Everyone to the meeting room, please!"</em><br><br>"Are you fucking kidding me!!" The call hadn't necessarily been unexpected.&nbsp; The call to change course had been sent a little while earlier, but Mya had figured she'd have time for a quick cat nap before any action took place.&nbsp; Pulling her feet from the console, she scanned the controls to make sure everything was still set the way they should be.&nbsp; Happy they were still on course, Mya heaved herself out of the chair.&nbsp; The bridge would be empty, but if anything happened, the system would alert her commlink of a problem.<br><br>She grabbed a small bag of pretzels from the locker and walked the short walk down the corridor to the meeting room.&nbsp; Walking into the room, Mya couldn't help but smile when she saw Rose and Helena standing in the room.&nbsp; The ships first officer was always something delightful to look at, and she figured it was probably fairly obvious that Mya had an eye for her.&nbsp; Helena had always been a curiosity to Mya, she'd never really been able to get a gauge on the hand to hand specialist, but that didn't mean she didn't catch Mya's eye either.&nbsp; &nbsp;Of course, there weren't too many women on the crew that she didn't have some interest in.&nbsp; I probably hadn't been a good idea for Mya to join a all female crew, but so far it hadn't been a bad thing.&nbsp; <br><br>Hey Rose, Helena!!&nbsp; She said to the ladies, her smile growing a bit more as she moved to her seat.&nbsp; "You're kinda glowing today Rose.&nbsp; You having a good morning?&nbsp; Helena, you ready to show me some more moves later??"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Reilly's Rogues - IC Topic</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sara Nilsson</strong> on <strong>12-10-2014, 20:52:47</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.vixenrose.com/hosting/files/253/stuff%20for%20rp/jenn.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Lady Jennifer Grünberg<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gym<br><strong>With:</strong> alone<br><br>"Nine" she grunts out loudly as she pushes the weights up again her arms only having the slightest of trembling betraying that the heavy workout she has been doing is pushing her endurance to the limits. A habit she picked up in the military and while her suit would normally make her own strength irrelevant she knows she can't always rely on its technological marvel. Besides it feels so good to work out, the endorphin rush gives quite the buzz. Not as much fun as say tearing through a bulkhead to surprise the enemy or some hot mind blowing sex. Sex.. she pushes those thoughts away, it has been far to long since she saw a cute guy to ravage. Though the girls on board are all quite attractive too but there just haven't been a good option so far. Perhaps she can dig out a bottle of wine later and see if she can persuade someone to share it with her, yeah that sou..<br><br><em>"Attention, ladies! Attention! New bounty! Everyone to the meeting room, please!"</em><br><br>Well so much for THAT plan, but the thought of some action of a different kind is enough to send a little tingle down to her private parts as she puts the weights back down. "Well, who can say no to that?" She grabs a towel to wipe the sweat of her face before heading towards the meeting room, her thick army boots echoing off the deck plating as she is dressed in her normal green camo pants and a tight tanktop that leaves her belly exposed. Yeah not military regulations, but she isn't in the military anymore and besides all her clothes while they look like military issue are all designer clothes. She has just grown fond of the style if the texture left a lot to be desired. But what good is her familys fortune if she can't siphon some of it to be able to be comfortable? Besides she is sure her family is more then happy to give her a meager (by their standard) amount of cash just to stay away. Last time she was home she created quite the scandal, but it was just too much fun.<br><br>As the door is open she walks in and notes she is among the last ones to arrive, "ladies" she nods politely at them all and takes a seat to enjoy the view. She wonders if Helena picked that spot to be a little bit more noticeable, her fellow hand to hand specialist always seems a bit insecure. Why that is Jennifer has no idea, the woman is skilled enough to pull her own weight and she is quite lovely to look at as well. And of course the oh so lovely pilot, reckless, headstrong and with tits to die for. Jennifer quickly pulls her eyes away to nod respectfully towards Rose, "Ma'am".
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				Title: <strong>Re: Reilly's Rogues - IC Topic</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MissFire</strong> on <strong>13-10-2014, 02:01:46</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i58.tinypic.com/9ad4z4.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Jinny Mattix, Mercenary and Mechanic<br><strong>Location:</strong> Meeting Room<br><strong>With:</strong> Everyone<br><br>After returning Vix's kiss, the pair set about gathering their clothes up off the floor in a hurry to get changed. Jinny was out the door right behind Vix, hopping on one foot as she pulled on her other boot. She transitioned into a brisk walk to catch up, then followed the blonde into the meeting room where she saw much of the rest of the crew had already gathered. They must've been less 'occupied' than Vix and herself. Jinny grinned sheepishly and lifted a hand in greeting to the rest of the lovely crew of the Belle Dame. <br><br><br><br><br><hr><br><strong>Rose</strong> smiled softly at the ladies as they entered and greeted her, Mya with her typical eagerness and Jen with her usual formal nature. The long-haired woman bobbed her head in reply to Mya, <em>"So far so good, Miss Altera. Thank you."</em><br><br>She waited for enough of the crew to gather before starting. Turning, she lifted her digital tablet and tapped a few icons. The back screen lit up, displaying an image of a small freighter, one typical of any transportation company. <br><br><em>"This is The Alternis, a freighter owned by Caduceus Medcial. The Alternis was carrying a shipment of medicine and was about three hours behind schedule. To make up time, the pilot decided to venture off normal routes and cut through uncontrolled space.&nbsp; Of course, he was almost instantly set upon by pirates, whom stole everything he had and disabled everything but his life support, leaving him adrift in space. He was out there two days before being discovered. Lucky he was found at all."</em><br><br>Rose tapped a button and the image shifted to a logo of a red bird with it's wings extended.<br><br><em>"Caduceus put up a bounty for the return of the shipment and released the pilot's statement to help track the pirates down. From his description, Reilly is certain the culprits were the Carrion Crows, a medium-sized pirate faction that patrols a nearby sector looking for wayward ships to rob. One of our contacts in that sector has just pinpointed the location of their ship for us, so we're going to close in on them and try to take 'em by surprise. Any questions so far?"</em><br><br>Rose looked up, her eyes wandering over the crew. 
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				Post by: <strong>thebobmaster</strong> on <strong>13-10-2014, 02:34:35</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Helena Walsh, Hand to Hand Specialist<br><strong>Location:</strong> Meeting Room<br><strong>With:</strong> Everyone<br><hr><br>Helena looked at Mya as she was greeted. "Perhaps after the mission," she said quietly, her voice rather deep, though still feminine. After Jinny and Vix entered the room, Helena listened to the briefing in silence, absorbing the information. When Rose asked for questions, Helena thought briefly, then straightened.<br><br>"You say the Carrion Crows are a medium-sized group. We are going after one of their ships. Do we have any information on what kind of a ship it is? The larger the ship, the more important it likely is. The more important it is, the larger the number of pirates on board the ship. A surprise attack will give us no small advantage, but I'd like to know what the situation is before we are caught up in it."
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				Post by: <strong>AndyZ</strong> on <strong>13-10-2014, 02:56:33</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/74/Vixhead.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Victrix Starshine, Vix to her friends, Medic and Mercenary<br><strong>Location:</strong> Meeting Room<br><strong>With:</strong> Everyone<br><br>As always, the very last step to putting on her uniform and preparing for a mission was to tie up her blonde locks with a scarlet ribbon.&nbsp; Vix was proud of her hair, keeping it long and letting it flow all the way to the small of her back.&nbsp; Pulling her hair into a tail and making sure it wouldn't get into her eyes or in her way was her own personal method of getting into the mindset for a coming battle.<br><br>It wasn't something an outsider would easily notice, but a friend, especially another of Reilly's Rogues, would no doubt pick up on the subtly heightened focus and discipline when she had that ribbon in her hair.<br><br>Vix listened as the intelligence was given, soaking in all the information readily, but she was never much for questions.&nbsp; Too often, questions required a specific plan, a detailed method of attack that someone was considering that would give her an edge via the long-known truth of the relationship between knowledge and power.&nbsp; Vix tended to focus more upon the healing arts, making sure the other girls were safe and secure.<br><br>Even when Vix worried about the girls, or get a little too concerned about risks and damage, she had no question that each of them was exceptionally talented and more than capable enough to get the job done.&nbsp; Her job was just to make sure that they were okay afterwards.<br><br>Some people didn't find the job of medic as rewarding or valorous, but Vix couldn't imagine anything better to do with her life.&nbsp; Even the task of bringing people to justice never felt as immensely and personally satisfying as knowing that she saved a life.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Reilly's Rogues - IC Topic</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>orderNchaos</strong> on <strong>13-10-2014, 03:32:19</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i77.photobucket.com/albums/j77/wulfjaeger/MyaAltera_zps2686c403.jpg)</div><br><strong>Name:</strong>Mya "Jinx" Altera <br><strong>Location:</strong> Bridge<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Anyone<br><br>Mya giggled to herself as Vix and Jinny shuffled into the briefing room, their attempts to hide what they were doing shining bright on their faces and the rough state of their outfits that had obviously been donned in a hurry.&nbsp; Mya couldn't blame them, she'd found it hard to keep her eyes off Jinny for as long as the two of them had been on the Dame, she could only imagine how much fun Vix had been having not so long ago.&nbsp; Mya couldn't help her eyes sliding along the lines of Jinny's body as they moved to their seats.&nbsp; It took her a moment, but she finally turned her attention back to Rose.<br><br><em>"Caduceus put up a bounty for the return of the shipment and released the pilot's statement to help track the pirates down. From his description, Reilly is certain the culprits were the Carrion Crows, a medium-sized pirate faction that patrols a nearby sector looking for wayward ships to rob. One of our contacts in that sector has just pinpointed the location of their ship for us, so we're going to close in on them and try to take 'em by surprise. Any questions so far?"</em><br><br><br><em>You say the Carrion Crows are a medium-sized group. We are going after one of their ships. Do we have any information on what kind of a ship it is? The larger the ship, the more important it likely is. The more important it is, the larger the number of pirates on board the ship. A surprise attack will give us no small advantage, but I'd like to know what the situation is before we are caught up in it."</em><br><br>Mya listened intently.&nbsp; She was always learning from how the other girls looked at the plans by the way they asked questions about the prey.&nbsp; She was the pilot, the one that would get them close enough to take whatever ship they were chasing.&nbsp; Whether she was in Charybdis or the Dame, it didn't matter, she'd bring the boarding party where it needed to be.<br><br>"I can get the Dame in fairly close assuming it's a relatively small cruiser.&nbsp; If it's any larger than a cruiser, we're probably better off getting in close with Charybdis and Bon Scott.&nbsp; Charybdis can get in and blind their sensors so Bon Scott can get in, then we can board quietly and take the ship.&nbsp; Of course I'd have to come back and get the Dame once the ship is ours.&nbsp; I don't have that much cargo space.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Reilly's Rogues - IC Topic</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sara Nilsson</strong> on <strong>13-10-2014, 03:48:31</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.vixenrose.com/hosting/files/253/stuff%20for%20rp/jenn.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Lady Jennifer Grünberg<br><strong>Location:</strong> Meeting Room<br><strong>With:</strong> Everyone<br><br>As Vix and Jinny hurries in looking all flustered Jennifer puts a hand over her mouth to hide the little smile, it would of course have been totally unacceptable in the military but among the Rogues it was no big deal. And why should it be? So Jenny feels nothing but happiness for her two friends though it makes the loneliness in her heart a little heavier so she pushes such thoughts aside to focus on the briefing and what her friends are saying. Planning wasn't something that was her strong side, especially as they so far haven't been given any concrete information on the target, not that she really cares. She fully expects herself and Helena to tear through them while Rou runs electronic interference, only thing that worries her as it always does is Vix. The woman always cares so much about any injury that she puts herself in danger to tend to them. Usually Helena and Jennifer can take the punishment and be fine. It is touching for sure, but she would have her heart broken if something happened to the cute blonde.<br><br>So instead of saying anything she picks up her datasheet to be ready to enter any information she will need while with a little mental tug turns on the comlink to the AI in her suit so it can listen in without anyone hopefully noticing. Her fellow rogues might not be too happy about an illegal AI after all, she feels bad about keeping things secret but she keeps telling herself that is for the girls safety. As her thoughts wander to the Ai something hits her and she looks around.<br><br>"Where is Rou? Shall I go and try and find her Ma'am?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Reilly's Rogues - IC Topic</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nowherewoman</strong> on <strong>13-10-2014, 15:24:24</strong>
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				<em><span style="font-size: 0.7em;" class="bbc_size">[Keys was AFK on business in a land with no 'net. Apologies.]</span></em><br><br><div class="floatleft">(http://media-cache-ec0.pinimg.com/736x/bd/6d/48/bd6d489c542c479491006f30bb1efb60.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Kiyanee<br><strong>Location:</strong> On the way to be briefed<br><strong>Tags:</strong> open<br><br><br>Kiyanee barely paused as the summons chimed out of the announce system. Her long hands, deft despite the bulk of the glove melded to her right, kept working on sealing the package- it wouldn't do to have the contents spoil. The timing couldn't be better, in fact; a new bounty meant, likely, a chance to return her newest 'trophy' to her former family, reminding them again of their failure to do more than annoy her. Idly, she wondered if their Commander would approve of her little <br>statements, but if she were honest, she didn't really care. Ritual was important.<br><br>When the final seal was in place she turned and, as calmly as ever, left her compartment for the briefing room.&nbsp; The <em>Belle Dame</em> wasn't all that big a ship- likely, Keys would arrive only a minute or so after the last of the others. <br><br>Perhaps more than a minute. Nearly three. She would have to be more responsive in the future.When she <em>did</em> at last arrive, she bowed in the doorway, a tiny, precise movement. "Apologies, Rose-sen, all. I was preparing a letter. I hope I have not delayed things?" Looking around, she, as always, studied her companions- two of them, at least, appeared to have been engaged in statements of their own when the summons had come, judging from their grins, light flushes, and hurried state of dress. Kiyanee couldn't help but smile slightly herself at such open displays of affection and happiness- her new clan was so <em>very</em> different from her old.
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				Post by: <strong>MissFire</strong> on <strong>14-10-2014, 00:41:51</strong>
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				<strong>Rose</strong> smiled and nodded at Kiyanee as she entered. It looked like they need not fetch her after all. After letting the woman get settled, Rose started fielding the questions.<br><br><em>"The ship we're tracking is one of two. The Crows have two medium-sized ships, each a little larger than the Belle Dame. Unfortunately, they use masking technology and, quite obviously, have no formal registration, so we cannot tell which ship is which. Still, this one is closest to the Alternis' previous location so it's highly likely that this has the stolen medical goods on it."</em><br><br>Rose turned and switched the display again, changing the image of the logo to one of the Crows' ship.<br><br><em>"Reilly's proposed plan is to cloak the Belle Dame just outside their sensors and reduce engines to minimal power, allowing us to drift into position over the Crows' ship in total stealth. Miss Altera should easily be able to get us into position. Then, we dispatch Jinny, Jennifer, Helena, and Victrix to the surface of their ship. Kiyanee will disable their outer sensors for a brief moment, just long enough to cut through the hull and allow the team to slip inside undetected. Once in, split into two teams. Jinny and Jennifer will search for their engine room and disable the ship's shielding, which will allow us onboard the Dame to prepare our weapons to fire. Meanwhile, Victrix and Helena will be searching for the stolen goods."</em><br><br>Rose smiles and turns to the gathered group.<br><br><em>"Any questions?"</em><br><br><hr><br><div class="floatleft">(http://i58.tinypic.com/9ad4z4.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Jinny Mattix, Mercenary and Mechanic<br><strong>Location:</strong> Meeting Room<br><strong>With:</strong> Everyone<br><br>Jinny flushed at all the stares she was getting. Clearly everyone knew or at least had some idea at what she'd just been up to.&nbsp; Mya seemed to be looking at her with some open admiration, however. Jinny smiled at the other woman, meeting her gaze across the room for a brief moment. She'd always thought Mya was gorgeous. She'd never had the opportunity to get to know the pilot on a more intimate level, however. <br><br>Rose's narration snapped her out of her brief reverie and Jinny dropped her chin to rest in her hands as she listened. She always had a rough time staying focused during these meetings. They were important, sure, but it was like trying to stay awake during a classroom lecture back at school. She could never do it. Jinny always preferred to get her learning done out in the field, so to speak. The plan seemed alright by her, but then again, she was less a strategist and more a 'go out and just do it' kind of person. She didn't have any questions, as it all seemed rather simple. Her part, anyway. Cut the hull, disable the shields, hope the pirates don't force the Dame to open fire. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Reilly's Rogues - IC Topic</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AndyZ</strong> on <strong>14-10-2014, 00:51:55</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/74/Vixhead.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Victrix Starshine, Vix to her friends, Medic and Mercenary<br><strong>Location:</strong> Meeting Room<br><strong>With:</strong> Everyone<br><br>When Vix did have a question, however, she didn't hesitate.&nbsp; A hand went up, allowing the others to go and awaiting a lull before she spoke.<br><br>"What do we know about the medicine?&nbsp; Some types have to be specially stored, but others can just go into the cargo bay and be left patiently.&nbsp; Depending on the type, we may be able to do some sensor checks for storage coolants."<br><br>It was entirely possible as well that the pirates were just too stupid to know what they were dealing with, and would allow the medicine to be contaminated or otherwise not properly stored, but Vix hoped not.&nbsp; People needed medicine, or else pirates wouldn't be able to gouge prices when they stole it.<br><br>Hopefully it wasn't going to be something volatile.&nbsp; A few rare chemicals could end up exploding if moved too quickly without being kept under the right conditions.&nbsp; Granted that most ignorant pirates who tried stealing those soon ended up with a giant hole where the cargo bay used to be, but it was still a concern.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Reilly's Rogues - IC Topic</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thebobmaster</strong> on <strong>14-10-2014, 04:00:23</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://static4.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20121025155548/gearsofwar/images/8/8a/AnyaInfoBoxPic.JPG)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Helena Walsh<br><strong>Location:</strong> Meeting Room<br><strong>With:</strong> Everyone<br><hr><br>Helena paused slightly, absorbing the information given by Rose. <em>Two ships, with no clear sign which one is the correct one. That makes things difficult. Not impossible, but difficult.</em> "I understand my role," she said softly. "I assume that these ships will not be unguarded. What are we to do with any pirates we come across? Are they going to be needed for questioning?"<br><br>Helena flushed slightly at the last sentence. <em>Questioning? About what?</em> "I mean, do we want to take them alive, to be arrested, or deal with them with prejudice?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Reilly's Rogues - IC Topic</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nowherewoman</strong> on <strong>14-10-2014, 05:18:21</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatleft">(http://media-cache-ec0.pinimg.com/736x/bd/6d/48/bd6d489c542c479491006f30bb1efb60.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Kiyanee<br><strong>Location:</strong> In the Briefing<br><strong>Tags:</strong> Rose, open<br><br><br>Keys was a bit surprised at Helena's question. Pirates were, by definition, <em>Oi-Diazu, </em>even (or especially) when they were allied with local or regional governments, so there should be no hesitation about removing them from the Great Web. Of course, one <em>might</em> try to question them about their activities and those of their fellows, but in Kiyanee's experience, pirates tended to be as proud, clannish, and tight-lipped as her former family and the others. Very difficult to get more than curses and bluster out of them. And there was no one, so far as she knew, to send their right hands to in order to make a statement, so why waste the energy?<br><br>On the other channel, her experience with pirates was rather limited. And only on a per-fee contract basis. One of the Prime Tenets of <em>Web-Tai-Zen </em>was: <strong>any strand is thicker than it appears.</strong> Far more elegant in her own language, but so very rewardingly direct in Basic: "shit happens". Helena-chan might, after all, have a point...<br><br>"Rose-sen..." Standing, she bowed briefly, then dropped back into her seat, already toying with her glove. "If we think there may be more of these...people...in the vicinity, it might be useful to keep one or two alive temporarily, to attempt to learn their comm protocols and such. I have a few ideas for direct neural interfacing...quite painful, of course, but possibly effective..."&nbsp; Pausing for a moment, she looked around, gauging her new family's mood. For warriors they were, at times, squeamish about odd things, while at the same time being overly practical (in her view) about others.&nbsp; Cultural differences, she supposed.<br><br>"Also," she continued, rapidly. "Disabling sensors is, naturally, child's play. But I can no more do it in a vacuum than I may breathe in one. I must regretfully inform you that I will require at minimum...say ten minutes, to study their emissions and design a counter. Unless we have specfic data on their ship types?" she finished, giving a small, hopeful smile of encouragement.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Reilly's Rogues - IC Topic</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sara Nilsson</strong> on <strong>15-10-2014, 00:13:39</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.vixenrose.com/hosting/files/253/stuff%20for%20rp/jenn.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Lady Jennifer Grünberg<br><strong>Location:</strong> Meeting Room<br><strong>With:</strong> Everyone<br><br>Jennifer smiles as the last woman enters, glad everything was alright with her. So she turns her attention back to the briefing but her eyes glance back at Kiyanee now and then, it helps that the woman is so cute but she is also slightly worried about her. There is something the other woman is hiding, and while she wont dream of prying she hopes Kiyanee will come to them if it is something bad. But enough woolgathering, and Jennifer raises her hand in turn to ask a question. In her usual habit that she never seem to be able to get rid of she stands to attention when asking it, years of having officers yell at her about protocol did in the end sink in.<br><br>"Ma'am, do we know their numbers and possible armaments? Not that I am doubting mine and Miss Helena's prowess in bashing them to bits, it is always good to know how careful we should be." She gives her fellow hand to hand specialist a little blood thirsty grin, the prospect of some action is getting her blood pumping for sure and she has no doubt Helena feels something similar. Always such a joy to watch the other woman work, their styles may be different but they do compliment eachother well in the field.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Reilly's Rogues - IC Topic</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MissFire</strong> on <strong>15-10-2014, 01:00:02</strong>
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				<strong>Rose</strong> once again fielded questions from the ladies.<br><br><em>"They're pirates, they knew what they were getting into. There's no need to take prisoners. We don't need any information out of them,"</em> she said, addressing Helena. <em>"According to the manifest that Caduceus released to us, there was nothing on the ship that required cold storage or special care. Fortunate, considering the pirates probably don't know a thing about medicine."</em><br><br>Rose continued, <em>"As far as your ideas, Kiyanee, we do not need any... neural interfacing. We do, however, have the design of their ship. It appears to be an old Abrahms Starworks cruiser. We do have the schematics for it on file, provided the Crows haven't made any modifications. Given that the Carrion Crows are fairly on the low end of the space pirate scale, it's doubtful they have the know-how to alter the security subsystems. Each ship would probably have about twenty men, all of them armed, and the ships will doubtless have automated security systems."</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Reilly's Rogues - IC Topic</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>orderNchaos</strong> on <strong>15-10-2014, 03:18:39</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i77.photobucket.com/albums/j77/wulfjaeger/MyaAltera_zps2686c403.jpg)</div><br><strong>Name:</strong>Mya "Jinx" Altera <br><strong>Location:</strong> Meeting Room<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Anyone<br><br>Mya listened intently to the conversation.&nbsp; She had never been much of a fighter unless she had her battle armor, but that generally wasn't something they liked to use for boarding parties.&nbsp; It tended to tear stuff up, namely bulkheads and things that kept the atmosphere inside the ships and the vacuum out.&nbsp; It was missions like this that she really hated not being a big fighter.&nbsp; She always seemed to be the part of the action that got them close or helped them get away.&nbsp; This was one of those times.<br><br>"Abrahms Starworks cruisers are nothing ships.&nbsp; Their sensor grid is about fifteen years old.&nbsp; Not designed for picking up cloaks or shrouded ships."&nbsp; She looked around the room at the gathered members.&nbsp; "I can get you in so close you could walk across to the other ship without them ever seeing us.&nbsp; The smile on her face was fairly broad as a sparkle in her eyes told everyone she was ready to go.&nbsp; &nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: Reilly's Rogues - IC Topic</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nowherewoman</strong> on <strong>15-10-2014, 05:07:29</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatleft">(http://media-cache-ec0.pinimg.com/736x/bd/6d/48/bd6d489c542c479491006f30bb1efb60.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Kiyanee<br><strong>Location:</strong> In the Briefing<br><strong>Tags:</strong> Open<br><br><br>Keys showed no disappointment at the rejection of her idea about questioning some of the pirates- showed nothing at all, in fact. It would have been an interesting field test of her modelling, but it was not mission-critical, and she had no vested interest in causing pain or embarassment to anyone not of Rou. Perhaps another time.<br><br>On the other hand, Rose's revelation that the Rogues did, in fact, have techspecs for the pirate ships brought out the closest thing to childlike glee the friendly-but-reserved rigger ever showed. It wasn't that she was lazy- to the Void with that thought! But an easy, efficient job was, to her, a work of art.&nbsp; Bobbing her head, adjusting her glove, she grinned. "Ah. Very good. I will, then, require only a window of about forty seconds, to be sure there are no surprises, and to compensate for possible systems lag. Call it a minute, please, for planning, to allow a large safety margin, but truthfully, I should not need anywhere near that long." For her, twenty seconds in Meld was a lifetime- she could accomplish entire classes of actions in a tenth that. But a careless&nbsp; <em>Web-Budo-Dan</em> was quickly a dead one. And she had found she rather enjoyed life- former-family annoyances included.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Reilly's Rogues - IC Topic</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MissFire</strong> on <strong>17-10-2014, 15:30:23</strong>
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				<strong>Rose</strong> grinned cheerily at the assembled crew. <em>"Perfect! Everyone sounds ready to go, so let's get to work on bringing home that bounty! Mya and Kiyanee, to the bridge please. Everyone else get geared up and head to the ship bay. We'll position over the Crows' ship and board them with the grapple lines. Stay safe out there!" </em><br><br>The second in command seemed in rather high spirits, as she usually was when a plan was coming together. The group broke, Mya and Kiyanee heading together to the bridge so they could man their stations, Rose following slightly behind. The bridge of the Belle Dame was fairly compact. It consisted of a pilot's section, communications section (handled by Rose), security station (where Kiyanee's equipment and ship security systems were run), and an oft unoccupied captain's chair. Three large view screens at the front usually displayed pertinent information, but could be switched to show a view outside the ship.<br><br>Meanwhile, the second group parted ways briefly to gather their necessary equipment, only to come back together again in the ship bay. The bay was, as expected, wide open to accommodate multiple smaller ships. Here sat docked the Bon Scott (Jinny's ship, named after an old Earth musician) and the Charybdis (Mya's ship, named after a sea monster), though the space looked like it could hold another two smaller craft as well. Jinny held most of the control over the ship bay, as it's where she kept much of her maintenance equipment and machinery. During her off hours she could often be found tinkering with something here. In fact, the grapple system the ladies would use to get onto the Carrion Crows' ship was of her design and this was the first time they'd be using it. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Reilly's Rogues - IC Topic</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>orderNchaos</strong> on <strong>17-10-2014, 16:41:18</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i77.photobucket.com/albums/j77/wulfjaeger/MyaAltera_zps2686c403.jpg)</div><br><strong>Name:</strong>Mya "Jinx" Altera <br><strong>Location:</strong> Meeting Room<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Anyone<br><br>Mya walked slowly out of the briefing room finishing the last of her bag of pretzels as the comm link started beeping.&nbsp; A smile crept over across her face as she hurried down the short corridor to the bridge.&nbsp; Doing a quick scan of the view screens as she entered the bridge her grin grew larger, almost predatory as she threw herself into the pilot chair.&nbsp; Releasing the autopilot her fingers danced across the control board like a ballerina moving to the music.&nbsp; There was an unconscious music to Mya's movements when she was at the controls of a vehicle, the Dame was no different.&nbsp; "Long range sensors have two ships, one three hundred thousand kilometers behind the first."&nbsp; Mya checked the sensors again adjusting their course to best mask their approach.&nbsp; Turning to a secondary console, she punched in another series of commands a soft hum filled the cockpit as the lights dimmed to a red hue.&nbsp; Anyone watching the Dame from the outside would see the ship slowly shimmer out of existence only to be replaced by a very faint distortion of light, which is generally absent in space.<br><br>"Cloak is active....&nbsp; Her voice tied into the crews commlinks so everyone was aware of the developing situation.&nbsp; She sat back in the high backed pilot chair and closed her eyes for a second.&nbsp; Her J-Suit activated, merging with the ships drive controls.&nbsp; Within seconds the ship was making small course adjustments and thrust changes.&nbsp; Mya simply sat in the chair watching the sensor readings."We're eight hundred thousand kilometers out.&nbsp; Closing fast.&nbsp; We'll be in range in ten minutes.&nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Reilly's Rogues - IC Topic</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thebobmaster</strong> on <strong>17-10-2014, 18:17:10</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatleft">(http://static4.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20121025155548/gearsofwar/images/8/8a/AnyaInfoBoxPic.JPG)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Helena Walsh<br><strong>Location:</strong> Meeting Room/Ship Bay<br><strong>With:</strong> Everyone<br><hr><br>Helena quickly left the meeting room, going to her quarters to get her Aegis suit and other equipment. Once Helena was suited up, her Aegis suit designed to look almost like leather armor, she proceeded to make her way to the ship bay. <br><br>Fully prepared, Helena did the same thing she did before every mission. One last time, as she listened calmly to Jinx's announcements of the ship location, Helena checked her armor. <em>Injections working fine. Spare vials filled. Knife on the ready. I'm as prepared as I can be.</em> She wasn't nervous about going up against armed pirates. The chances of them having guns was very slim, and she'd fought opponents armed with melee weapons before, successfully.<br><br><em>Battle is all about heart. Whoever is the most determined will find a way to win. I have never lost, and I won't today. Not with those medical supplies at risk.</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Reilly's Rogues - IC Topic</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nowherewoman</strong> on <strong>17-10-2014, 19:28:01</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatleft">(http://media-cache-ec0.pinimg.com/736x/bd/6d/48/bd6d489c542c479491006f30bb1efb60.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Kiyanee<br><strong>Location:</strong> To the Bridge<br><strong>Tags:</strong> Mya, open<br><br><br>Walking a polite three paces behind the pilot, Kiyanee took a tiny gelcap from a pocket in her work coveralls, placed it under her tongue. Her crewmates knew about the substance, of course- it was part of contracting a rigger- but there was nothing to be gained by rubbing her new family's nose in the fact that the source of a great part of her pride was also a source of shame. It would take several minutes for the NeurStar to fully take effect, but almost immediately, she felt her skin begin to tingle, and spent several moments admiring the slowed orbits of Mya's rear globes. The woman ahead of her looked as if she were swimming sensually through liquid mercury as Keys' subjective time began to speed up to match that of the machines she would soon be working with.<br><br><em>"Tenminutesisfine,plentyoftime...,"</em> she blurted, a burst of wordsound barely more than random noise.&nbsp; Swallowing in a rapidly-drying mouth, she reminded herself for the ten thousandth time of the split-focus exercises required to remain comprehensible to humans while Melded. Deliberately, she sounded out her words phoneme by phoneme, began counting an expansion series between each one.<br><br>"I am passively tracking their signatures," she whispered (needless to do so, but it was habit- not all Melds were done in friendly areas), as she sat at ehr console and jacked hair-thin datafibers into her glove. As her mind came up to speed, she 'saw' as the<strong> Dame</strong> saw; also heard, felt, smelled and 'tasted' space around them.&nbsp; While she couldn't interpret the sensations the way the far more specialized computers of the ship could, it was still a heady experience: her breath came shorter, small nipples perked hard against the thin cloth of her coverall, and she squirmed in her chair, grinding her thighs together.&nbsp; Then she forced the distractions of the merely physical away, and went to work, setting up her worm and synching her sequences to the known ones of the ship class they were preparing to assault.<br><br>"I will be using a routine inquiry spike from the most proximate navsat as my entry point," she explained, still in a whisper. "Lag and propagation time should absorb about eight seconds. Ice and chisel will require another five. Please, I will require a plus fifteen to your go for insertion and error handling."<br><br>One hand moved over her glove; the rest of her was elsewhere, totally unaware of the rigid, manic grin on her face, or how soaked with sweat she was getting- an odd picture of combined perfect focus and raw sex.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Reilly's Rogues - IC Topic</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AndyZ</strong> on <strong>17-10-2014, 22:10:58</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/74/Vixhead.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Victrix Starshine, Vix to her friends, Medic and Mercenary<br><strong>Location:</strong> Ship Bay<br><strong>With:</strong> Helena, Jennifer and Jinny (but everyone else via commlink)<br><br>For all her talents, sometimes it felt a little...intimidating being with such a vast and varied group of specialists.&nbsp; Certainly, none of them knew as much about medicine as she did and likely went through the same issues, but all too often she heard a particular discussion about inquiry spikes or similar things that made her feel a little overwhelmed.<br><br>She hated herself for feeling that way.&nbsp; The first year at CMU had been little more than the sensation that she'd never understand and likely wouldn't even graduate, but it was simply an innate understanding of how much she didn't know.<br><br>Her abject inability with piloting didn't help.&nbsp; Even though the world really existed in more than two dimensions, she was used to two.&nbsp; When you wanted to go up or down, you had to find a staircase or turbolift.&nbsp; Add to that how the controls usually went down when you wanted to go up, and vice versa, and she got quickly frustrated.&nbsp; Eventually she could practice to the point where she might have some talent, but it would likely take some time.<br><br>Vix often worried about the dumbest and silliest things before a mission.&nbsp; It was just her way of coping with the stress.<br><br><hr><br>Once they were set and prepped, Vix said to Helena, "So, I'm thinking they'll probably just have the goods in the cargo bay.&nbsp; Easy to pick up and drop off since these meds don't require anything special.&nbsp; If not there, probably their medical bay just in case they figure that having the drugs over by other drugs will be beneficial.&nbsp; What do you think?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Reilly's Rogues - IC Topic</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thebobmaster</strong> on <strong>17-10-2014, 22:28:08</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatleft">(http://static4.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20121025155548/gearsofwar/images/8/8a/AnyaInfoBoxPic.JPG)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Helena Walsh<br><strong>Location:</strong> Ship Bay<br><strong>With:</strong> Vix, Jennifer, and Jinny<br><hr><br>Helena thought for a while before responding. "Both of those sound like the likeliest options. Knowing pirates, I'd lean towards having the medicine in their medical bay, though. I mean, if they were going to steal the drugs, why not keep them available for use? They can sell off what they don't need, keep the rest."<br><br>"Not that that means we shouldn't search their cargo bays." Helena smiled slightly. "After all, even if the medical equipment is not there, there should be something useful. Something the pirates don't need as much as, say, us."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Reilly's Rogues - IC Topic</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sara Nilsson</strong> on <strong>17-10-2014, 23:07:54</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.vixenrose.com/hosting/files/253/stuff%20for%20rp/jenn.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Lady Jennifer Grünberg<br><strong>Location:</strong> Ship Bay<br><strong>With:</strong> Helena, Vix and Jinny<br><br>As the briefing is over Jennifer snaps off a crisp salute and heads off to change into her armour, some people might think it a bit.. scandalous with it leaving her breasts almost uncovered and only a small plate over her crotch but why waste material when it is the force fields that really protect her. Also this way it keeps her cooled off, something she is happy about when she leaps into EVE. With the reactor so close to her skin the suit tended to get infernally hot when running at full power, so as she strips out of her fatigues she also pops open a bottle of nutrients and starts taking a few mouthfuls to hydrate herself before the battle to come.<br><br><em>"?? ??"</em><br><br>She grins as the AI in EVE sends a little message to her, no words really but she can sense its inquisitiveness. Sometimes it scares her knowing so little about it, specially a few years back when a man only identified as Dagan and his group of eco terrorist called The Society of Conscious Thought used a rogue AI to infiltrate and destroy a humanitarian aid ship for reasons unknown killing hundreds.<br><br>"Yes, initiate standby protocol EVE with full combat readiness." Jennifer grabs her heavy pistol and slams a new magazine into it and then puts another round into the chamber just to be safe, she doesn't expect to have any use for it. Guns are so terribly obsolete these days but it is better to have it and not need it after all.<br><br><em>"!!!!"</em><br><br>"I don't know EVE, thats the fun of it no?"<br><br>With no further reply from the AI she makes sure the sleeves on her suit are fastened and she runs through the checklist until all systems are reporting functional and then she heads to the Ship bay to meet up with her fellow Rogues. Vix already there as usual, Jennifer has to admit it is so comforting to see the medic always ready to come patch them up. "Vix, how do you manage to always be so quit to get ready?" She grins at her cute friend before turning to Helena and her grin widens. "Ready to bust some heads? And do you want me to rip us open the initial entry and you go in&nbsp; first or?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Reilly's Rogues - IC Topic</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AndyZ</strong> on <strong>18-10-2014, 00:18:23</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/74/Vixhead.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Victrix Starshine, Vix to her friends, Medic and Mercenary<br><strong>Location:</strong> Ship Bay<br><strong>With:</strong> Helena, Jennifer and Jinny (but everyone else via commlink)<br><br>Vix nods at Helena's suggestion, listening but looking unsure.&nbsp; "The drugs are for atherosclerosis," she said.&nbsp; "Back in the day, when..."&nbsp; She then stopped herself, a bit of blush taking her features.&nbsp; Hadn't she just had this discussion with herself.&nbsp; "Sorry.&nbsp; That's when the arteries get clogged up.&nbsp; Anyway, it used to be a huge problem for spaceflight, back before they had good artificial gravity and all, but it's really more commonly associated with what people eat now than whether or not you spend most of your time in space.&nbsp; To the contrary, just nutrients are more common for spacefarers and actual grown food for planetfolk.&nbsp; Age and all can be a factor as well, but..."<br><br>A gentle shrug shook her shoulders.&nbsp; "I guess it's possible that they eat lots of red meat and we have older pirates, but even if so, I wouldn't expect them to bother with more than one box in an actual medical bay.&nbsp; Then again, that's presuming a degree of intelligence on their part..."<br><br>She considered for a bit, but ultimately decided she was uncertain.&nbsp; "Whichever you think it best to check first," she said.<br><br>Jennifer's compliment made Vix smile.&nbsp; "Well, I just change out everything in my medkit for a fresh batch for a new mission," she said.&nbsp; "Some things degrade more quickly than others, but I just feel better knowing everything is new and fresh when it's time to go.&nbsp; I can always spend time organizing in the medical bay when there's less of a crisis."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Reilly's Rogues - IC Topic</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MissFire</strong> on <strong>18-10-2014, 00:21:14</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i58.tinypic.com/9ad4z4.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Jinny Mattix, Mercenary and Mechanic<br><strong>Location:</strong> Ship Bay<br><strong>With:</strong> Victrix, Jennifer, and Helena<br><br>Jinny broke away from the group as they went to get armed. She headed straight for the ship bay where her gear was stored. When the other three arrived, she had her AEGIS activated and the black nano-fabric parts of her J-suit on, denying the other ladies a look at all that lovely skin. She also had her weapon, Icebreaker, with her. The large silvery blade was an invention of Jinny's. It was crafted from mithril, one of the strongest metals known to man. Folded time and time again and made to be impossibly sharp, it could cleave nearly anything in two. Especially when swung and the little mithril teeth came out, the spikes chewing easily through armor. The wonderful part was the gyroscope in the weapon, which helped the blade sense when it was at the end of a swing. In order to pierce the AEGIS system shield, the chainsword would keep to under a certain speed and at the end of the swing, just inside that shield, it would ramp up speed for a few seconds, helping it carve up whatever it struck.<br><br>"No need for that!" beamed Jinny, responding to Jenny's question, "I'll cut through the hull with Icebreaker here, and we'll be in in no time!" she spoke with noticiable excitement, the mechanic always amped up when it came time to go on a mission. She was all grins as she walked to a small hatch in the ship bay. Jinny waved the others over.<br><br>"Let me show you how we're getting down to the ship. Well, except for you, Jenny. You can just use your suit's thrusters at short bursts to get down there," said Jinny, before motioning to a small control panel beside the hatch. <br><br>"We pop the hatch and I use the panel here. The Belle Dame will fire four high-strength, magnetic grapple lines down onto the pirate ship below us. The lines will provide us with a safe way to get down to their ship without risk of drifting off. Easy!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Reilly's Rogues - IC Topic</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sara Nilsson</strong> on <strong>18-10-2014, 00:43:09</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.vixenrose.com/hosting/files/253/stuff%20for%20rp/jenn.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Lady Jennifer Grünberg<br><strong>Location:</strong> Ship Bay<br><strong>With:</strong> Helena, Vix and Jinny<br><br>Jennifer tries feebly to follow what the doctor is saying but she is totally lost, and impressed with how easily it all comes to Vix. "T.. that.. makes.. sense.. I guess. Actually it doesn't but I think I speak for us all when I say, as long as you know how it all works and what it is.. that is good enough for us.." <br><br>"No need for that!" Jennifer turns and grins as Jinny shows up with her rather impressive sword, "Well.. that works too for sure, and I wouldn't deprive you of the pleasure of using that monster." She sends a little mental note to EVE who powers up to come walking over, for such a large hulking monster of steel and alloy it is remarkably silent as the plates in the back swing open revealing the interior. Jennifer can and has mounted the armour in free fall more then once but she prefers to not having to do so.<br><br>"I better put on my party dress then." She enters the suit and cracks her neck loudly to release the tension before the armour plates slide close and the reactor powers up to full as she runs the full diagnostics, sure EVE has already done it and far better and faster then she can ever hope to do but old habits die hard. The temperature already spiking inside before she powers down the reactor to idle again and she nods her readiness.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Reilly's Rogues - IC Topic</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>orderNchaos</strong> on <strong>18-10-2014, 01:45:51</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i77.photobucket.com/albums/j77/wulfjaeger/MyaAltera_zps2686c403.jpg)</div><br><strong>Name:</strong>Mya "Jinx" Altera <br><strong>Location:</strong> Meeting Room<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Kiyanee, Jennifer, Jinny, Helena<br><br><em>Tenminutesisfine,plentyoftime...,I am passively tracking their signatures, I will be using a routine inquiry spike from the most proximate navsat as my entry point," she explained, still in a whisper. "Lag and propagation time should absorb about eight seconds. Ice and chisel will require another five. Please, I will require a plus fifteen to your go for insertion and error handling."</em><br><br>Mya giggled to herself as she listened to the wavering voice of Kiyanee as she drifted into her hacking trance.&nbsp; It was cute the way she drifted into some strange alteruniverse for a moment while her cyberimplants connected with systems.&nbsp; There was something dark and exotic about the slim woman with her cyber implants and her asian demeanor.&nbsp; There were things about every member of the Rogue's that Mya would love to spend time exploring but now it was time to work.<br><br>She looked out into the space between her and the pirate Starworks cruisers.&nbsp; It was slowly coming into view, a view that she relished every time she linked into a ship with her J-Suit.&nbsp; It was as if she was the ship.&nbsp; Feeling the space around her, the warmth of the nearby pulsar, the particles of space dust smashing into the external shields at breakneck speeds.&nbsp; The J-Suit translated the ships sensors into sensory inputs that Mya's brain could accept as real, giving her the ability to control the ship as if it were part of her.&nbsp; Oddly enough, the J-suit simply provided more input, Mya had always had the ability.<br><br>"Three minutes, cutting power to engines.&nbsp; We're drifting in on thrusters.&nbsp; Coming in Z plus thirty meters along the dorsal axis of the cruiser."&nbsp; The cruiser stayed its course, moving slowly towards whatever destination it was set for.&nbsp; The secondary ship still far off, either providing escort or leading the cruiser.&nbsp; From the configuration scans, the second ship was armed so they'd have to pull off fast if it turned back to engage.&nbsp; "Key, watch their comms.&nbsp; If that other ship gets wind of what we're doing we're gonna need to cut and go defensive.&nbsp; Two minutes!&nbsp; <br><br>Mya slowly guided the Dame over the back of the cruiser, keeping pace with the tail section of the ship, placing them exactly thirty meters from the center line of the cruiser. "We're good to go.&nbsp; Jump at your discretion ladies!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Reilly's Rogues - IC Topic</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nowherewoman</strong> on <strong>18-10-2014, 02:21:25</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatleft">(http://media-cache-ec0.pinimg.com/736x/bd/6d/48/bd6d489c542c479491006f30bb1efb60.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Kiyanee<br><strong>Location:</strong> The bridge/ Melded<br><strong>Tags:</strong> open<br><br>A hundred thousand things go by in less than a breath. She does not need to be told to watch their prey's comms; she has been doing so from the beginning.<br><br>Now, a bit over six light-seconds away, a navsat, the distant descendant of ancient land-based GPS tech, sends out a lazy pulse. Basically saying "I am here, where are you?", the system is too stupid to know it has picked up a hitchhiker.<br><br>Kiyanee is flying without a ship.<br><br>When the ping is received by the cloaked pirate, it is not acknowledged- else what point cloaking? But the nav computer aboard the raider, as a matter of course, checks the navsat's time and ID stamps against its posited dead-reckoning location, for the purpose of internal navigation correction. In that fraction of a fraction of a second of passive contact, the pirates may as well have turned on the porch light and thrown open the front door to satellite-plus-Keys.<br><br>"Gateway," she murmurs into the comms- or more precisely, a high buzz comes out of her mouth, far too fast to resolve as a word. The tone and pitch let her new clan know what she has done. Half a second passes while she matches patterns against six assumed models for the ship's sensor tuning, chooses the closest match, tweaks it.<br><br>"Icepick."&nbsp; It's another tiny sound in their ears that the women have come to understand, like the combat shorthand they use themselves in the field. The simple internal security protecting the Abrahms' piloting computer vanishes like a popped soap bubble, Kiyanee is in, and the pirate is blind.<br><br>"Darkgogogo." It will be at least one second before the system even notices it's been compromised. Another 1.5-2 will pass as it attempts to correct itself before alerting a human handler. Then, it will get interesting- but unless they have a rigger of their own aboard, and he or she is already primed and jacked in, there is no way their opponents can restore sensor coverage before the combat arm is inside their bubble.<br><br>Setting herself in neutral, doing nothing at several thousand times the normal speed of human thought, Keys relaxes, now simply providing overwatch lest one of the pirates prove more clever than average.<br><br>For one-who-was-Rou, it may as well have been a school exercise to this point.&nbsp; Her body sighs and leans back in its chair, a clear sign to the pilot that one part of the job is accomplished.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Reilly's Rogues - IC Topic</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AndyZ</strong> on <strong>18-10-2014, 09:14:40</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/74/Vixhead.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Victrix Starshine, Vix to her friends, Medic and Mercenary<br><strong>Location:</strong> Ship Bay<br><strong>With:</strong> Helena, Jennifer and Jinny (but everyone else via commlink)<br><br>It felt cruel to feel a little better about Jennifer not really understanding, and yet she did.&nbsp; Somewhere between "Misery lives company" and "You're no dumber than I am," she appreciated the confirmation that they all had their own roles and none of them fully understood everything.&nbsp; Vix, could, however, try to offer something that she sometimes secretly wanted.<br><br>"Basically," Vix explained with a reassuring smile, "it helps prevent heart attacks and strokes.&nbsp; If you want, I can try to explain it all in detail later."<br><br>She moved over to the open hatch, allowing Helena to take the lead; Vix would jump immediately after Helena, letting her take the lead as the more battle-capable of the two.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Reilly's Rogues - IC Topic</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MissFire</strong> on <strong>18-10-2014, 15:13:03</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i58.tinypic.com/9ad4z4.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Jinny Mattix, Mercenary and Mechanic<br><strong>Location:</strong> Ship Bay<br><strong>With:</strong> Victrix, Jennifer, and Helena<br><br>When Mya got the ship into position, Vix opened the hatch and Jinny used the controls to fire the magnetic grapple lines down onto the pirate ship. She let her three comrades go first before following suit, letting out a joyful whoop over the comms as she grabbed the line and used a quick burst of the boosters on her J-suit to propel herself downward, the line guiding her down to the ship. Landing, she activated the magnets in her boots to help her cling to the outer hull.<br><br>"We're on, miss Mya! Don't go ditching us now!" she chimed in over the comms, "We'll kick some pirate ass and be back before you know it!" Jinny grinned and headed off, moving to pick a spot where she could cut through the hull and let the ladies into the ship. <br><br><hr><br>Up on the bridge, <strong>Rose</strong> shook her head with a little smirk at Jinny's typical over-excited demeanor. The girl was always giddy on a mission. Rose leaned back in her chair and replied, <em>"We copy, Jinny. We have your backs, ladies,"</em> she said, then turned to the other two on the bridge, <em>"Mya, be ready to engage the weapons systems if we need them. Kiyanee, keep an eye on their security systems and make sure the ladies are alright on the inside."</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Reilly's Rogues - IC Topic</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thebobmaster</strong> on <strong>18-10-2014, 17:32:35</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatleft">(http://static4.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20121025155548/gearsofwar/images/8/8a/AnyaInfoBoxPic.JPG)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Helena Walsh<br><strong>Location:</strong> Ship Bay/Pirate Hull<br><strong>With:</strong> Vix, Jennifer, and Jinny<br><hr><br>Using the magnetic grapple line, Helena landed first onto the hull of the ship, utilizing her own magnetic boots and stepping out of the way for the women following behind her. Turning back, she gestured for the others to follow.<br><br>Once all of the women landed on the ship, Helena followed behind Jinny, standing back enough to be out of the way when Jinny started cutting, but prepared to be the first one to board. <em>This should be interesting. Let's see how good the pirates are with their weapons. It would be quite demoralizing, being beaten by a woman with her bare hands.</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Reilly's Rogues - IC Topic</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sara Nilsson</strong> on <strong>19-10-2014, 01:17:03</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.vixenrose.com/hosting/files/253/stuff%20for%20rp/jenn.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Lady Jennifer Grünberg<br><strong>Location:</strong> Ship Bay/Pirate Ship<br><strong>With:</strong> Helena, Vix and Jinny<br><br>As the hatch slid open Jennifer feels part of her mind go blank, the only thing that matters now is the mission. With every system checked and double checked she steps out into the vacuum of space EVE's thrusters immediately firing with a tiny puff to guide her down towards the pirate ship, she gazes along the hull for any threat but no weapon pods are deploying to shoot at them during the few moments they are vulnerable before they touch down on the hull and the armoured boots connect as the magnetic systems engage to hold her as steady as if it was on a planets surface.<br><br>"No enemy contacts detected, no sign of defensive weapon pods in our LZ Ma'am." Her own messages over the comlink so very different then the more carefree happy tones of the other ladies, including Jinny's whoop of joy. Highly unprofessional but it makes Jennifer smile behind her armoured faceplate, the younger girls energy and enthusiasm sure is infectious. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Reilly's Rogues - IC Topic</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AndyZ</strong> on <strong>20-10-2014, 04:27:58</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/74/Vixhead.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Victrix Starshine, Vix to her friends, Medic and Mercenary<br><strong>Location:</strong> Ship Bay<br><strong>With:</strong> Helena, Jennifer and Jinny (but everyone else via commlink)<br><br>A soft thump accompanied Vix's landing, her boots activating as easily as the others to put her in the right spot.<br><br>Vix had learned repeatedly, sometimes the hard way, of the importance of her staying in the back during the initial assault.&nbsp; Granted that the last thing she wanted to do was stay back and let the other girls be hurt, but she couldn't help them if she was down and out herself.<br><br>Sometimes she wondered whether the other girls felt that way at times, but so far she hadn't brought up any direct questions.&nbsp; The job of bounty hunter could be difficult on the psyche, after all, and there was no sense making the others worry because of her own concern.&nbsp; Better to just act as if she had everything completely under control.&nbsp; Still, some of them probably saw through it if they cared to look.<br><br>Pre-mission jitters, she reminded herself as she drew out her power sledge.&nbsp; That was all.&nbsp; Once the action began, her mind would immediately shift to everything she was capable of doing instead of worrying about what might happen before she could actually act.<br><br>The handle shifted, originally smaller than the actual head of the weapon but growing large enough to accommodate a two-handed grip.&nbsp; Soon enough the battle would begin.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Reilly's Rogues - IC Topic</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MissFire</strong> on <strong>20-10-2014, 14:28:49</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i58.tinypic.com/9ad4z4.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Jinny Mattix, Mercenary and Mechanic<br><strong>Location:</strong> Carrion Crow's Ship<br><strong>With:</strong> Victrix, Jennifer, and Helena<br><br>Jinny's blade met starship hull and starship hull gave way. Icebreaker chewed through it with impressive ease, the mechanic cutting a square hole through several layers of hull and heat plating, making a space big enough even for Jennifer in her suit to get through. <br><br>As the group dropped into the airlock below they saw alarm lights flashing. To be expected, considering the ship now had a breach. The section they'd dropped into had, as one might expect, sealed itself off from the rest of the ship. Jinny led the group again, this time moving to the airlock controls. There she used a dataspike that she'd had Kiyanee modify into the gauntlet of her J-suit. The simple program in it automatically bypassed most locked doors. Most simple ones, anyway. Anything else they'd have to have their lovely tech whiz take care of. It was a simple and elegant solution. Jinny would've preferred to just slice the airlock door open, but that would just further extend the hull breach. <br><br>The airlock door slid open and shut with ease, letting the team inside. Strangely enough, there were still alarms blaring inside the section of hallway they found themselves in. Even stranger, there were three dead bodies scattered about the hallway. One looked like it had been stabbed in the head, while another looked like it had been torn apart. The third had simply slumped down on the floor in a pool of blood, visible gnash and claw marks in the pirate's clothing. Jinny paused. She frowned. <br><br>"Rose? Ladies on the bridge? Do you read? We're here but it looks like someone may have beaten us to the bounty," she said, then turned to Vix, <em>"Vixy, what do you make of their injuries?"</em><br><br><hr><br>Meanwhile, on the bridge, <strong>Kya</strong> would get a reading on her screens. One of the escape pods had just ejected from the Crow's ship and was making and escape!<br><br>On <strong>Kiyanee's</strong> side of things, the security expert would notice something was 'off' about the ship's systems. Security had locked down a lower level of the ship, but by the time stamp, it seemed to have been done <em>before</em> the team arrived. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Reilly's Rogues - IC Topic</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nowherewoman</strong> on <strong>20-10-2014, 17:42:37</strong>
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				<br><br><br><div class="floatleft">(http://media-cache-ec0.pinimg.com/736x/bd/6d/48/bd6d489c542c479491006f30bb1efb60.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Kiyanee<br><strong>Location:</strong> The bridge/ Melded<br><strong>Tags:</strong> open<br><em>And so, a prosaic exercise leads us into interesting times,</em> Keys thought to herself.<br><br>"Hold position, please. Dispatching a remote, and trying to access their logs."&nbsp; From the equatorial ring of their vessel, a sleek dart-shaped device awoke from slumber at its Mistress' call, released itself from the docking latch, unfolded several arms. One of Kiyanee's four 'pets', the Skyfall drone could be configured for anything from elintel gathering and suppression to EMP to close fire support. The currently active one only had its basic sensors and a single flechette gun installed at the moment- but the drone, expensive as it was, was far more replaceable than a member of the crew. Wobbling a bit as its gyros came up, it drifted across the gap between the two ships and slithered through the breach in the hull behind the assault force.<br><br>"I am also watching the other vessel. So far, they remain seemingly unaware of our presence."<br><br>All this had taken roughly two and a half seconds, objective.&nbsp; In the meanwhile, Kiyanee did what she could to find out what the raider had been up to before their meeting. She'd know more once her drone was fully inside, and could see first-hand what the others had encountered.<br><br>"I am showing an ordered security lockdown on the lower hold and adjacent maintenance spaces. Time/date/trigger...sixteen hours ago, relative. Looking for any internal sensors that might tell me more."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Reilly's Rogues - IC Topic</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>orderNchaos</strong> on <strong>21-10-2014, 02:08:08</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i77.photobucket.com/albums/j77/wulfjaeger/MyaAltera_zps2686c403.jpg)</div><br><strong>Name:</strong>Mya "Jinx" Altera <br><strong>Location:</strong> Meeting Room<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Kiyanee, Jennifer, Jinny, Helena<br><br><em>"We're on, miss Mya! Don't go ditching us now!&nbsp; We'll kick some pirate ass and be back before you know it!" </em>&nbsp; Mya smiled at Jinny's exuberance.&nbsp; It didn't matter what they were into, she always found a way to chipper and excited.&nbsp; Mya enjoyed that in her crewmember but she sometimes wondered how that translated to Jinny's manner in bed.&nbsp; It was something she'd have to find out some day.&nbsp; <br><br>She continued to scan the space in and around the Dame and the Cruiser.&nbsp; Her life sign indications were erratic, which seemed rather odd considering the fidelity of the Dame's scanners.&nbsp; Her concerns were answered when the girls finally penetrated the ship and reported something strange was amiss.&nbsp; <br><br><em>"Rose? Ladies on the bridge? Do you read? We're here but it looks like someone may have beaten us to the bounty," </em><br><em>"I am showing an ordered security lockdown on the lower hold and adjacent maintenance spaces. Time/date/trigger...sixteen hours ago, relative. Looking for any internal sensors that might tell me more."</em><br><br>The action was starting to build to a head.&nbsp; Mya listened quietly on the comm net, understanding that she didn't have any information to contribute to the problem.&nbsp; She continued to scan the cruiser for anything out of the ordinary.&nbsp; <br>&nbsp;<br>Mya sensed the launch before the escape pod broke contact with the ship.&nbsp; Within a millisecond as the pods thrusters were engaging she turned the Dame's forward turrent towards the pod and fired two quick bursts.&nbsp; The Dame's turrent lasers smacked the small shieldless pod in the thrusters, destroying them.&nbsp; The shock of the blast caused the pod to break into a slow spin as it drifted idly off the port side of the Dame.&nbsp; "Someone tried to jump in an escape pod.&nbsp; I've got them disabled off the port side.&nbsp; She looked over to where Kiyanee was sitting.&nbsp; "Hey Kiyanee can you get a drone out there to capture that pod and bring it into the bay?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Reilly's Rogues - IC Topic</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AndyZ</strong> on <strong>21-10-2014, 04:59:10</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/74/Vixhead.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Victrix Starshine, Vix to her friends, Medic and Mercenary<br><strong>Location:</strong> Carrion Crow's Ship<br><strong>With:</strong> Helena, Jennifer and Jinny (but everyone else via commlink)<br><br>Some people loved weirdness.&nbsp; Certainly the unknown carried a degree of fascination, like how a box could just begged to be opened or a book read.&nbsp; <br><br>In Vix's experience, though, or at least in her line of work, mysteries weren't all that good.&nbsp; Pulling out a syringe from her medkit, she injected each of the bodies with a small number of nanoprobes, allowing them to check around and report anything that wasn't apparently obvious.&nbsp; It would take some time, but the information would be relayed to her easily enough, keeping them from having to stick around to make a determination.&nbsp; With that set, she went about the physical examination.<br><br>"Precision attacks," Vix said, a slight tremor in her voice.&nbsp; Knowing that someone wasn't a very good person didn't make it easier to examine their remains...but Vix could.&nbsp; She did her best to leave out all the technical words and precise explanations for things like cranial trauma and arterial hemmorhaging.&nbsp; "It's extremely difficult to tell whether it was done with augmented, technological, or even xenomorphic claws.&nbsp; I don't feel comfortable ruling out anything."<br><br>She gestured to the two who hadn't been completely torn apart.&nbsp; "I believe it's the work of a trained and sadistic killer.&nbsp; Most likely these two were taken out with quick attacks, rapidly slaying this one to remove him from the equation," she gestured to the one with the clean strike to the head.&nbsp; "Then this one," her fingers breezed in the direction of the one who died in a pool of his own blood, "was wounded to incapacitate without outright killing him.&nbsp; One killer who had done that as discussed in CMU wanted...an..."&nbsp; She cleared her throat.&nbsp; "An audience."<br><br>Taking a deep breath, she forced herself to continue the words.&nbsp; "If the hypothesis is correct, this one was last, killed slowly to make sure that the wounded fellow got to watch.&nbsp; It took long enough for the wounded to die before..."<br><br>...well...they got the point.&nbsp; No sense in going into detail on the process.&nbsp; Instead, she stood back up, taking another breath.&nbsp; It wasn't as though she could be certain about those kinds of details in any case.&nbsp; Her suit beeped, showing a particular glyph as her attention went to the first corpse.&nbsp; "Oh, and this one had a weird kind of drug in his body.&nbsp; They're analyzing it now, but it'll take a while.&nbsp; We should keep moving."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Reilly's Rogues - IC Topic</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thebobmaster</strong> on <strong>21-10-2014, 05:14:42</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatleft">(http://static4.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20121025155548/gearsofwar/images/8/8a/AnyaInfoBoxPic.JPG)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Helena Walsh, Hand to Hand Specialist<br><strong>Location:</strong> Carrion Crow's Ship<br><strong>With:</strong> Vix, Jennifer, and Jinny<br><hr><br>Looking at the scene in front of her, Helena didn't feel concern or fear. To her, the pirates deserved what happened to them. Anyone who would steal medicine from those in need deserved anything they got, in her mind. As for whatever, or whoever, had done this...well, she'd welcome a chance to meet them. <em>Let's see how tough they are when the person just won't fold and give up.</em><br><br>Listening to Vix's report, Helena nodded. "Makes sense, to a degree. Assuming the person or persons responsible were sadists. I think, with a thought process like that, you are right to assume a more intelligent form is responsible. There is one thing that bothers me, though."<br><br>Walking around, Helena gestured to the body in a pool of blood. "This one was left alive to witness his comrades dying, then killed off once the fun was over. Why kill him after leaving him alive? What is the point of having an audience for your play, then killing them off?" Helena shook her head. "That just doesn't seem right. Sadism is all well and fun, but why kill someone's comrades in front of him, then kill him? Why wouldn't he, or she, or they, just leave that person alive and maimed? Spreading the word, as it were."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Reilly's Rogues - IC Topic</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nowherewoman</strong> on <strong>21-10-2014, 05:19:08</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatleft">(http://media-cache-ec0.pinimg.com/736x/bd/6d/48/bd6d489c542c479491006f30bb1efb60.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Kiyanee<br><strong>Location:</strong> The bridge/ Melded<br><strong>Tags:</strong> Mya, Rose, open<br><br>"Hai, Mya-sen."&nbsp; Kiyanee's free hand comes up to open a few buttons at the neckline of her coverall- soaked in sweat, she is burning up, her mind lost in Meldflow, light and heat.<br><br>The first drone, the length and rough shape of a person lying flat with her arms spread out, creeps through the path cut in the hull, beaming a lowlight scanner around, flechette gun sniffing for targets.&nbsp; &nbsp;Another detaches itself from the <em>Dame</em>, and drifts around the hull of the raider to intercept the crippled pod<br><br>The ship's logs are not encrypted, but are in a dialect she does not speak. That makes necessary opening a line to the <em>Dame's</em> own computer, running a streaming translation. It is no longer a mere exercise; she is fully engaged with five separate threads. Six, actually- she is also from time to time checking their own internal sensors. Just in case.<br><br>"Log entries are sporadic, disorganized, Rose-sen, and the last is before the time the lockdown was ordered." She finds it hard to remember to slow her speech, so it comes out in clusters of related words. "They had their hands full, it appears. The only thing I find immediately that might be relevant: they raided a farm transport. Took aboard foodstuffs and unspecified 'live cargo'."<br><br>Her first drone dips close to the bodies, sweeping its light over them "I do not believe those wounds were caused by hand weapons, Vix-sen. And a lone killer, or a pair, would not explain the security alarm, or why the ship was not taken off alert once the murderers had eliminated the crew."&nbsp; Her second drone hovers menacingly outside the viewport of the escape pod. While not heavily armed, its flechettes can destroy the small cylinder's atmospheric integrity easily. After making its soundless threat, the Skyfall extruded a gripper, latched onto a maintainance handhold, and tugged the would-be escapee towards the <em>Dame</em>'s airlock.<br><br>"Further complication, Rose-sen. It would appear the compounds we are searching for were being stored in the currently sealed hold."&nbsp; <em>Naturally. It could not be otherwise.&nbsp; Every thread is thicker than it appears. Shit happens.</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Reilly's Rogues - IC Topic</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AndyZ</strong> on <strong>21-10-2014, 05:31:59</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/74/Vixhead.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Victrix Starshine, Vix to her friends, Medic and Mercenary<br><strong>Location:</strong> Carrion Crow's Ship<br><strong>With:</strong> Helena, Jennifer and Jinny (but everyone else via commlink)<br><br>Helena's question made Vix realize that she hadn't done a very good job of explaining.&nbsp; The fault was her own, of course, but she could rectify it.&nbsp; Maybe the idea of trying to leave out all the specific medical details wasn't such a good idea.<br><br>"He wasn't killed after," she explained, moving back to the pirate which had been second in her explanation.&nbsp; Putting the words to what she'd found also seemed to help to a degree, terrible as it was for a way to die.&nbsp; "The killer, presumably deliberately, sliced open only the external jugular vein.&nbsp; You get the carotid artery and blood goes everywhere, you have maybe one minute.&nbsp; Internal jugular vein, about two minutes, and external, about five.&nbsp; Now, it's a guess because an animal could just accidentally do that, but if so, you're looking at a slow, painful bleedout.&nbsp; Mixed in with these other injuries, you're not going anywhere."<br><br>She stood back up.&nbsp; "The one who was torn apart took a lot longer than five minutes.&nbsp; The last thing the wounded one saw would be those five minutes or so of the..."&nbsp; Her gloved hand gestured to the truly messy one, the last to die, not wanting to put it into words.<br><br>Vix consciously reminded herself that Reilly's Rogues weren't so incompetent and easily taken out as these pirates would be.&nbsp; It helped, a little.<br><br>When Kiyanee gave the report, Vix nodded.&nbsp; "Thank you, Kiyanee-sen."&nbsp; Vix usually didn't use the honoric herself except for Kiyanee, understanding that it was something important to her and wanting to show that degree of respect.<br><br>"It's possible that the wounded one just quit struggling, so the 'live cargo' that Kiyanee-sen mentions just focused on the very last one.&nbsp; I really hope that's the case, that it's more of an animal intelligence with no more of a sadistic streak than that of cats.&nbsp; I guess we'll find out."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Reilly's Rogues - IC Topic</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sara Nilsson</strong> on <strong>21-10-2014, 05:50:55</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.vixenrose.com/hosting/files/253/stuff%20for%20rp/jenn.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Lady Jennifer Grünberg<br><strong>Location:</strong> Pirate Ship<br><strong>With:</strong> Helena, Vix and Jinny<br><br>Jennifer listens in and keeps quiet, this isn't her area of expertise so she lets the ones that know anything about it speak. Things seem to be rather, odd to put it mildly. Then something strikes her and she turns to the doctor with a little frown behind her armoured faceplate.<br><br>"Doc? Is the air ok in there? Things seem rather.. fishy.. so think we should keep some precautions against disease? I mean.. I don't know but.. it was standard OP in the military when faced with a strange situation and decaying corpses."<br><br><em>"Further complication, Rose-sen. It would appear the compounds we are searching for were being stored in the currently sealed hold."</em><br><br>"Can you upload what you have as far as schematics of the ship to EVE and I can go see&nbsp; what is in the hold, if the sadistic killer is still there I am the most armoured to deal with it. Also.. about that pod, I don't think it is a good idea to not have someone ready to pummel the ever loving crap out of whatever is inside of it as it is brought onboard, preferably in quarantine."<br><br>As EVE gives her another little status update she ignites the plasma cutter and waits for EVE to plot the best course through the ship as soon as the schematics are downloaded. "I really don't like this EVE, something is rotten in the state of Denmark."<br><br>"?? ??"<br><br>"It is from Hamlet EVE, by the great Shakespeare. Nevermind.. just keep your sensors on full, I have a feeling things will turn nasty soon."<br><br>"?? !!"<br><br>"Yes I know EVE. Just.. nevermind it is a human thing. I know we are confusing."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Reilly's Rogues - IC Topic</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MissFire</strong> on <strong>21-10-2014, 15:11:11</strong>
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				<strong>Rose</strong> leans back in her seat a moment and absorbs the discoveries and conversations happening around her. After a moment, she leans forward again and does some fast searching on her console. Within moments she has a result that makes her raise her eyebrows and then smile. <br><br><em>"I did a quick check of any reported incidents in the area and then narrowed it down by incident type and cargo. Only one craft shipping food was waylaid. It was carrying nothing out of the ordinary, just food. Food and... two cows. I suppose the pirates wanted a burger?"</em><br><br>She turned to Kiyanee and Mya, <em>"As far as that pod goes, keep it in the airlock until the team gets back. We've got no idea what's in it."</em> Rose turned to her console again and eyed some of her windows and information. <em>"I can confirm Kiyanee's assessment; the other ship doesn't know we're here yet. I don't hear any chatter in regards to us. We should keep on alert though, chances are they might be coming to investigate the security alarms."</em><br><br>Rose thumbed the comm, <em>"Ladies, keep exploring with caution. We have the location of the medicine so it seems safe for now. We just have to clear the ship."</em><br><br><hr><br><div class="floatleft">(http://i58.tinypic.com/9ad4z4.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Jinny Mattix, Mercenary and Mechanic<br><strong>Location:</strong> Carrion Crow's Ship<br><strong>With:</strong> Victrix, Jennifer, and Helena<br><br>Jinny had wandered off while the ladies were going all forensic science on the bodies. She peered into the nearest doorway, which turned out to lead into an empty crew room. It had simple furniture in it and was littered with empty beverage containers and food wrappers. One disgusting item of note was a jar full of yellow liquid better left unidentified or spoken of aloud to the rest of the crew. She leaned away from the doorway and in doing so noticed that the side of the doorway had scratch marks over it. Pushing the door button, the entry simple made a buzzing sound of denial while the system made an angry groaning noise. Stuck. She leaned up on her tip-toes, reached into the gap and pulled on the door itself. With some effort she managed to pull it down a bit and soon discovered why it was stuck. The front of the door was covered in blood and deep gouges, like someone trying for quite a while to lift it up manually and without assistance. <br><br>"It looks like someone spent quite a bit of time trying to break in here. Geez. It's like me trying to get into a new box of parts. Or Vixy's pants," quipped Jinny, looking to the group again.<br><br><hr><br>Suddenly, from down the hall the group hears a loud, angry growl. Or perhaps it's down the hall. It's hard to tell, as the air vents that carry air around large ships can sometimes carry sounds and make it hard to judge where they're coming from. Either way, the ladies are not alone. Whomever or whatever killed the crew is still on the ship. <br><br>Back on the ship, Kiyanee gets a new info ping. One of her searches of the Carrion Crow's ships log manages to find one of them intact. It details, however cursory, what the crew had been doing. They raided the Caduceus ship some twenty four hours ago and came away with a fine haul of meds, some of which they intended to keep and some of which they intended to use to make illegal drugs. One item had been listed as for combating atherosclerosis, but it turned out to be false. The pirate who'd made the log (probably what passed for the ship's doctor) had no idea what it was. The log ended with the doctor noting that he was about to run some tests on the mystery drug. <br><br>Meanwhile, in the Belle Dame's airlock, something in an escape pod begins banging on the pod's door...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Reilly's Rogues - IC Topic</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AndyZ</strong> on <strong>21-10-2014, 16:22:39</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/74/Vixhead.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Victrix Starshine, Vix to her friends, Medic and Mercenary<br><strong>Location:</strong> Carrion Crow's Ship<br><strong>With:</strong> Helena, Jennifer and Jinny (but everyone else via commlink)<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=215391.msg10613857#msg10613857">Quote from: Sara Nilsson on 21-10-2014, 05:50:55</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Doc? Is the air ok in there? Things seem rather.. fishy.. so think we should keep some precautions against disease? I mean.. I don't know but.. it was standard OP in the military when faced with a strange situation and decaying corpses."<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>"I'm not picking up anything airborne," Vix replied, "though I won't be offended if you prefer to do so."&nbsp; Since nanites were usually more or less capable of dealing with viruses so long as treatment was administrated early enough, Vix usually didn't worry about any sort of toxin that wasn't readily and outright lethal.&nbsp; Granted, Jen had different experiences and Vix would be happy with whatever made her comfortable.<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=215391.msg10614731#msg10614731">Quote from: MissFire on 21-10-2014, 15:11:11</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><em>"I did a quick check of any reported incidents in the area and then narrowed it down by incident type and cargo. Only one craft shipping food was waylaid. It was carrying nothing out of the ordinary, just food. Food and... two cows. I suppose the pirates wanted a burger?"</em><br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Vix remained quiet for a few moments as she considered the possibilities.&nbsp; "If I had to guess at this point," she said, "I'd wonder if the claws were a mutation caused by eating something tainted.&nbsp; I don't believe it spreads through being attacked if that's correct, though, or else it'd be in all three of the pirates and I'm only picking it up in the one."<br><br>Granted that it was purely a hypothesis, but Vix's experience told her that a guess could be useful in the absence of major information.<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=215391.msg10614731#msg10614731">Quote from: MissFire on 21-10-2014, 15:11:11</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"It looks like someone spent quite a bit of time trying to break in here. Geez. It's like me trying to get into a new box of parts. Or Vixy's pants," quipped Jinny, looking to the group again.<br><br><hr><br>Suddenly, from down the hall the group hears a loud, angry growl. Or perhaps it's down the hall. It's hard to tell, as the air vents that carry air around large ships can sometimes carry sounds and make it hard to judge where they're coming from. Either way, the ladies are not alone. Whomever or whatever killed the crew is still on the ship. <br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>For several moments, Vix just smiled, trying to think of some funny but sexy comeback to which she could reply.&nbsp; Nothing really awesome came up, but a smile couldn't help but blossom on her face.<br><br>That smile faded just as quickly, however, at the sudden noise.&nbsp; Her sledge came rapidly up into her grip as she stepped back, moving to a corner so that she could smack at anything that came charging while maintaining some degree of cover.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Reilly's Rogues - IC Topic</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>orderNchaos</strong> on <strong>21-10-2014, 23:40:31</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i77.photobucket.com/albums/j77/wulfjaeger/MyaAltera_zps2686c403.jpg)</div><br><strong>Name:</strong>Mya "Jinx" Altera <br><strong>Location:</strong> Bridge<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Kiyanee, Jennifer, Jinny, Helena<br><br>Being tied into the Dame's sensors, Mya could see everything going on around the ship.&nbsp; She watched the pod being pushed slowly into the airlock by Kiyanee's skyfall drones as much as she felt the small pieces of space dust impacting against the ships hull.&nbsp; <br><br><em>"As far as that pod goes, keep it in the airlock until the team gets back. We've got no idea what's in it.&nbsp; I can confirm Kiyanee's assessment; the other ship doesn't know we're here yet. I don't hear any chatter in regards to us. We should keep on alert though, chances are they might be coming to investigate the security alarms."</em><br><br>"Copy, I'm monitoring the pod and I've got the emergency jettison primed for the airlock if anything goes squirrely.&nbsp; Lifesign scans on the cruiser are still a bit confusing so I can't give you an indication what's there.&nbsp; The other cruiser is still moving away, but slowing down a bit.&nbsp; Not sure if they're wondering what happened to the ship or what.&nbsp; She reached out with the Dame's sensors, trying to gauge the movements of the other ship so many hundreds of kilometers away.<br><br>When the ships sensors picked up the activity in the pod it drew Mya's attention back to local space.&nbsp; "Oh shit, I don't like this.&nbsp; She scanned the pod with every sensor she had trying to figure out what might be in it.&nbsp; Whatever it was had to be intelligent enough to activate the launch sequence.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Reilly's Rogues - IC Topic</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nowherewoman</strong> on <strong>21-10-2014, 23:41:30</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatleft">(http://media-cache-ec0.pinimg.com/736x/bd/6d/48/bd6d489c542c479491006f30bb1efb60.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Kiyanee<br><strong>Location:</strong> The bridge/ Melded<br><strong>Tags:</strong> All<br><br><br>Keys is busy enough, now, that she does not even try to speak.&nbsp; She simply thinks what she wishes to communicate, and streams it through the combat comms, so it appears on the girls' HUDs:<br><br><em>...logentry. target drug false, non anti-sclerotic. attempted experimentation...</em><br><br><br>No doctor she, but she knows more than a little about drugs and neurology from personal experience.<br><br><em>...theory. failure in experimentation safety protocols. para-adrenals cause aggression, rage. assume NOT cow. perhaps rodents, other test animals...</em><br><br><br>Something begins banging loudly on the inside of the escape pod.&nbsp; Drone 2 <em>(Dragon Fan)</em> expresses electronic alarm, grabs hold again, drags the thing back out of the airlock.<br><br><em>...extreme activity escape pod. removing from lock for ship safety. let them breath vacuum, if break free...</em><br><br><br>And then the growls start.&nbsp; Drone 1 <em>(Steel Butterfly)</em>&nbsp; says 'Qwert?', unfolds its sensor arms into attack position, begins pinging for targets.<br><br><em>...please toggle IFF. accidentally shooting clanmates <strong>extreme</strong> dishonor.</em><br><br>Sitting in a puddle of sweat, coverfall unzipped to her waist, Kiyanne sits rigid, eyes fixed on nothing. She is having the time of her life...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Reilly's Rogues - IC Topic</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sara Nilsson</strong> on <strong>23-10-2014, 04:18:47</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.vixenrose.com/hosting/files/253/stuff%20for%20rp/jenn.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Lady Jennifer Grünberg<br><strong>Location:</strong> Pirate Ship<br><strong>With:</strong> Helena, Vix and Jinny<br><br>As the roar is heard EVE immediately starts to try and triangulate the source but there is to much echo and some of the sound gets filtered through the ventilation system. The sophisticated AI starts running a match to known sounds but they all come out as negative and it flashes so on Jennifer's visor.<br><br>"No known animal makes that sound according to my computer, Keys can you please verify that? And can you patch into the ships internal sensors to help triangulate the source?"<br><br>As she speaks she tries to put herself facing the most probable direction the sound came from, "Ma'am? Permission to go investigate?" He has to admit to herself that her heart is beating faster in anticipation, and a slight hint of fear. Anyone who goes into battle and isnt a little bit afraid is after all a fool.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Reilly's Rogues - IC Topic</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MissFire</strong> on <strong>24-10-2014, 00:33:23</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i58.tinypic.com/9ad4z4.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Jinny Mattix, Mercenary and Mechanic<br><strong>Location:</strong> Carrion Crow's Ship<br><strong>With:</strong> Victrix, Jennifer, and Helena<br><br>Jinny continued to scout ahead, moving further down the hallway. She was a fair distance ahead of the group when she reached a 'T' section of the hallway, the path splitting off in one direction to the left. What happened next took about ten seconds in real time, but to everyone watching -and especially to Jinny- it was one of those situations that seemed to last forever.<br><br>A feral, nearly animal-like screech sounded from the branching hallway and a figure shot out of it, arms extended. It was one of the pirates, his skin ashy grey and fallen off in places. He brought with him the stench of death and decay and tackled Jinny. The surprise sent the mechanic reeling, crashing against the back wall and sent her sword clattering from her hand. Klaxons filled the air as a new alarm went off, red lights flashing, illuminating Jinny struggling against the crazed pirate, the man's cold hands clamping her face, his teeth gnashing as he neared her throat. Unfortunately, when Jinny hit the wall she hit the emergency station and depressed the button; a heavy section of wall was starting to slide down, separating Jinny, the group, and her sword. The last they'd see would be more boots on the floor, more pirates, drawn from the noise, running to the conflict. <br><br>The section sealed shut, leaving Jinny and a horde of crazed pirates on one side and the rest of the group on the other with Jinny's weapon. <br><br><hr><br>Meanwhile, the Carrion Crows' other ship started to head to it's sister ship in distress. It hadn't noticed the cloaked Belle Dame yet, but things were not looking good...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Reilly's Rogues - IC Topic</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AndyZ</strong> on <strong>24-10-2014, 00:59:08</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/74/Vixhead.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Victrix Starshine, Vix to her friends, Medic and Mercenary<br><strong>Location:</strong> Carrion Crow's Ship<br><strong>With:</strong> Helena, Jennifer and Jinny (but everyone else via commlink)<br><br>The sudden thump of noise brought with it a screeching sound of metal, Jinny's blade sliding down the bulkhead and striking the back of her heel.&nbsp; A bit surprised, Vix stopped to pick up the weapon for Jinny - a decision she'd soon regret.<br><br>The pause, the crouching, lifting up the weapon and removing a hand from her own sledge: all of it slowed her enough that she couldn't get to Jinny in time.&nbsp; She was halfway down to the girl when the section of wall suddenly closed, and Vix burst forward in fright.<br><br>"No!&nbsp; Jinny!"&nbsp; She tried to kick/slide the blade back to her, but without success, making it smack back against the wall.&nbsp; Lunging forward, Vix slammed her sledge against the barrier, setting off a concussive force with the hopes of making some sort of a hole.&nbsp; If nothing else, maybe, just maybe she'd be able to make an opening big enough to get the sword through.&nbsp; She wasn't sure how many hits it would take, but she was prepared to make over a dozen if necessary.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Reilly's Rogues - IC Topic</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sara Nilsson</strong> on <strong>24-10-2014, 01:15:27</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.vixenrose.com/hosting/files/253/stuff%20for%20rp/jenn.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Lady Jennifer Grünberg<br><strong>Location:</strong> Pirate Ship<br><strong>With:</strong> Helena, Vix and Jinny<br><br>Jennifer feels her heart drop as the door seem to close with almost glacial slowness and yet her limbs refuse to work, a thousand thoughts race through her mind at the same time all trying to be the first to get her to react. But it is EVE that reacts first as the AI doesn't suffer from the same emotions and the suit rushes forward but even it is to late and the door seals shut in front of her. She sees Vix bravely leap forward to try and throw the blade back to save their friend but the door manages to close before it makes it through leaving the blade to clang against the floor.&nbsp; As Jenny feels her mind coming back again she hits the emergency release as EVE brings the cutter up to start working on the blast door. "EVE get the door opened, I have an idea." As the backplates peel open she tumbles out and kicks her personal suit into overdrive as a stream of molten metal showers her burning away some of her hair but she doesn't even notice. All that matters is her friend that is trapped, she is sure that her friend can defend herself but her armour isn't as heavy as EVE and the rabid pirates can hurt her.<br><br>She leaps forward and picks up Jinny's beloved sword and is grateful that the younger woman has shown it to her before as she gets the teeth whirring along the blade, "EVE right, I go left." As her augmented muscles push forward with all her might she sends the wonderful blade into the door as well helping EVE cut through, showers of razor sharp metal goes flying along with the molten metal from the plasma cutter.<br><br>"Stand back, be ready to rush in when I get an opening and save her." She snarls as a metal splinter goes flying across her face cutting a deep groove into her cheek sending blood to splatter across the opposite bulkhead along with the metal shards. EVE makes sure to stand in such a way that its armoured form protects the medic as her heavy sledge hammers against the door, by its calculations the door shouldn't last long under such a ferosious onslaught.<br><br>"Vix, hit it hard in the middle we will weaken the support and go in and cover your flanks!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Reilly's Rogues - IC Topic</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>orderNchaos</strong> on <strong>24-10-2014, 03:25:32</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i77.photobucket.com/albums/j77/wulfjaeger/MyaAltera_zps2686c403.jpg)</div><br><strong>Name:</strong>Mya "Jinx" Altera <br><strong>Location:</strong> Bridge<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Kiyanee, Jennifer, Jinny, Helena<br><br><em>"No!&nbsp; Jinny!" </em><br><em>"Vix, hit it hard in the middle we will weaken the support and go in and cover your flanks!"</em><br><br>Mya was just as tuned into the teams comms as she was the Dame's systems and sensors.&nbsp; The scream from Vix signaled something bad going on.&nbsp; The ships scans of the cruiser only showed a confused look of life signs, and it was hard to distinguish the team from whatever was on the ship.&nbsp; The chatter on the comms was broken and difficult to follow as Mya strained to stay focused.<br><br>Her distraction cost her valuable seconds she should have used to see the Crow's main cruiser begin it's turn back towards them.&nbsp; "OH CRAP!!!&nbsp; Mya reached out with the sensors to pull an accurate scan on the cruiser.&nbsp; "Main Crow cruiser is headed this way.&nbsp; She's about two hundred fifty thousand kilometers and closing slowly.&nbsp; We need to get the hell out of here!!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Reilly's Rogues - IC Topic</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nowherewoman</strong> on <strong>24-10-2014, 05:40:00</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatleft">(http://media-cache-ec0.pinimg.com/736x/bd/6d/48/bd6d489c542c479491006f30bb1efb60.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Kiyanee<br><strong>Location:</strong> The bridge/ Melded<br><strong>Tags:</strong> open<br><br><br>Faced with a threat to the safety of the family, Kiyanee immediately drops her attempts to scan the pirates' logs to concentrate on her combat extensions. She flows into the other ship's sensors just in time for the horde of raving maniacs that were once the crew to come pouring up the hallway.<br><br>Then things assume the shape of a pear.<br><br><em>Steel Butterly</em> whines and burps out a stream of something that looks like pixie dust; though individually irrelevant, the cryscarb darts, each less than a quarter of a centimeter in length, churned out just below AEGIS threshhold velocity at a rate of 125/second, have the same cumulative effect on flesh as shoving it into an industrial water saw.&nbsp; Unfortunately,&nbsp; its fire is interrupted by the heavy security door coming down, and then by the mass of EVE assaulting the door. Cursing in realspace, Keys resafes the drone as the other Rogues charge the door, realizing one of their number is on the wrong side of it.&nbsp; She has no clear field of fire. Perhaps she can hack the locks before the girls can break it down...<br><br>But now the sensors flare, and the other ship is moving, closing in. In seconds, they may detect <em>Dragon Fan</em>, or the somewhat larger mass of the life pod, drifting between the two ships. She has to make a choice: without support, they might possibly lose Jinny. But if their vessel is trapped, all is lost...<br><br>In something much like a cold panic, she lets go of everything except her hold on the pirate ship's bridge systems. The team no longer needs the internal scanners- they know where the enemy is. She pulls out of the drones, leaving them hovering, inert and directionless. The women will have to fight without her, for now. All her attention is on getting 'herself' out of the drifting hulk and into the slowly approaching escort, to blind or cripple her...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Reilly's Rogues - IC Topic</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thebobmaster</strong> on <strong>24-10-2014, 07:17:58</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatleft">(http://static4.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20121025155548/gearsofwar/images/8/8a/AnyaInfoBoxPic.JPG)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Helena Walsh, Hand to Hand Specialist<br><strong>Location:</strong> Carrion Crow's Ship<br><strong>With:</strong> Vix, Jennifer, and Jinny<br><hr><br>Everything went to hell. Quickly, before Helena could react much, she saw Jinny drop her sword, and Jennifer pick it up. Helena finally made her move towards the door, but far too late to do anything. As Vix started to hit the door with her sledgehammer, she heard Jennifer give out her own order to Vix. <em>"Vix, hit it hard in the middle we will weaken the support and go in and cover your flanks!"</em><br><br>Helena growled in frustration. Times like this made her wish she had picked a bigger weapon to specialize in. <em>I have a fucking knife! What good is that going to do here?</em> Standing back, she stayed behind Vix and Jinny. Silently, she bent over slightly, staring at the door as she repositioned her legs. "When that door opens, I'm going to go in there and take down the first fucking pirate I see," she said softly, almost more to herself than her teammates.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Reilly's Rogues - IC Topic</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AndyZ</strong> on <strong>25-10-2014, 04:57:34</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/74/Vixhead.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Victrix Starshine, Vix to her friends, Medic and Mercenary<br><strong>Location:</strong> Carrion Crow's Ship<br><strong>With:</strong> Helena, Jennifer and Jinny (but everyone else via commlink)<br><br>Vix brought down her Power sledge with a forceful overhead smash at a forty-five degree angle to the wall.&nbsp; Immediately after making contact, sensors recognized the target being struck and responded with a surge of concussive force, sending the head of the sledgehammer flying back.&nbsp; However, she didn't manage to break through.<br><br>Most of Vix's training involved humanoid targets in one way or another.&nbsp; After all, that was what weapons were generally for: other people.&nbsp; Obviously some weapons had various other uses, but to do so, she wanted to swing head on, not at an angle where most of the blow would glance off.<br><br>Some people with far more weaponry skill even managed to use the backblast from the Power Sledge in order to swing all the way around, hitting rapidly with a series of blows.&nbsp; It was something Vix wanted to practice, but rarely did she get the chance.<br><br>People were counting on her.&nbsp; Jinny was counting on her.&nbsp; They had to get through this wall.<br><br>Keeping the strike parallel to the ground, Vix swung again at the dead center of the wall, attempting to force an opening.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Reilly's Rogues - IC Topic</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MissFire</strong> on <strong>25-10-2014, 10:20:37</strong>
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				Eventually, the team broke through the shutter, but on the other side wasn't Jinny. Instead, they were faced with the remnants of a shambling horde of decaying space pirates, all of them turning upon this collection of ladies with hunger in their eyes. They let out a collection of horrific howls and charged for the mercenaries, arms extended and jaws snapping. On the floor was one of the pirates, a neat hole pierced in his head. A second corpse beside that one had a smashed-in face. Near the pair of bodies one of the vents lay open, a sign that Jinny had made her escape. For now.<br><br>"This is now how I envisioned my first fight against the zombie apocalypse going!" Jinny's voice crackled over the comms, "I've also always wanted to fight someone atop a speeding train and if that goes to shit too I might cry!" she joked, then continued, "I think I'm heading to-<strong>OHSHIT!</strong>"<br><br>Her voice cut out suddenly, followed by a loud bang. When she came back, it was mostly static.<br><br>"--ok! Th--- - ---- i--- the bri-g-! I don't s-- a--on-. I think my a-- is b---en. Goi-- to --- -- w--- the cons--e."<br><br>It was hard to understand her. She must've damaged her communication systems somehow. Were there more of these bloodthirsty pirates wherever she'd gone, or was it something else? The ladies didn't have time to ponder too much, what with half a dozen zombified space pirates baring down on them. <br><br>Meanwhile, back on the Belle Dame, the other pirate ship was closing in by the second. <br><br><em>"The other pirate ship is attempting to raise communications with the one the ladies are on!"</em> said <strong>Rose</strong>, looking worried. She tapped a few buttons on her console and piped the conversation into the bridge. <br><br><strong>"Spiteful Crow, this is Vengeful Crow, come in! Come in, you blaggarts! Why are all your security systems haywire! Respond! This is Captain Voss, respond!"</strong> The voice was female, gruff, and very angry. At the rate they were closing they'd either discover the Belle Dame or ram straight into them. Doubtless, they were going to try and board the other pirate ship and see what was going on. <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Reilly's Rogues - IC Topic</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AndyZ</strong> on <strong>25-10-2014, 11:33:05</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/74/Vixhead.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Victrix Starshine, Vix to her friends, Medic and Mercenary<br><strong>Location:</strong> Carrion Crow's Ship<br><strong>With:</strong> Helena and Jennifer (but everyone else via commlink)<br><br>When the wall finally broke, Vix checked around frantically for Jinny, though she shouldn't have been surprised that the girl was gone.&nbsp; Vix wouldn't have stuck around either.&nbsp; She caved in the head of one of the zombies with her power sledge, using the impact backlash to send her flying back and let the more capable warriors take over.<br><br>The vocals from Jinny were distorted, but Vix spent enough time where Jinny could barely speak that she had a good feel for what Jinny was trying to say.&nbsp; Her arm was...bitten?&nbsp; Oh, no...what if that was...wait...think her arm was bitten?&nbsp; No, it must have been broken.&nbsp; Still bad, but less likely to give her whatever the weird virus was.<br><br>"Kiyanee-sen, seal off the bridge on this ship," she said.&nbsp; "Jinny's in there but she's hurt, and I don't think she'll be able to defend herself well until we can get to her."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Reilly's Rogues - IC Topic</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nowherewoman</strong> on <strong>27-10-2014, 02:46:22</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatleft">(http://media-cache-ec0.pinimg.com/736x/bd/6d/48/bd6d489c542c479491006f30bb1efb60.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Kiyanee<br><strong>Location:</strong> In yur webz, messin' with yur stuffz<br><strong>Tags:</strong> open<br><br>Totally unaware that, back in in realspace, her body is bellowing curses in both Kyu and Hachi, Keys flops focus back and forth as rapidly as she dares.&nbsp; Closing the door to protect Jin-chan takes precedence, but requires her to roughly map the electrical system of the overrun ship. That in turn means she has to take focus from the other closing cruiser- so she compromises.<br><br>Flying through the ether like a ping-pong ball, first she drops a boojum in <em>Vengeful Crow</em>'s systems. It's a minor worm, one that will cause random erratic behavior in a number of the cruiser's systems for a bit. Easily routed out if someone has the sense to run a counterscan, it will act as a distraction until she can once again give the other pirate vessel her full attention. <em>Dragon Fan</em> gets enough bandwidth to tuck itself back into the open airlock, out of sight.<br><br>As Kiyanee looks for the door circuit, <em>Steel Butterfly</em> wakes up, floats to above her crewmates' shoulders, and purrs three times, belching crystal death into the rushing crowd of insane pirates. Three of the drooling maniacs come apart when the streams touch them, filleted as neatly as by a master chef.<br><br>And with a lurch and a grind, the bridge emergency hatch slams,&nbsp; lock tabs <em>clack</em>ing into their pockets.<br><br><br><em>...Jin-chan secure. Can clear remaining opponents - my support? Other ship dangerously close...</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Reilly's Rogues - IC Topic</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sara Nilsson</strong> on <strong>27-10-2014, 23:34:41</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.vixenrose.com/hosting/files/253/stuff%20for%20rp/jenn.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Lady Jennifer Grünberg<br><strong>Location:</strong> Pirate Ship<br><strong>With:</strong> Helena, Vix and Jinny<br><br>AS the door finally opens up Jennifer dives aside so her fellow Rogues can go in and secure the situation, it also gives her some time to dig up a small spraycan to spray on the bleeding cut on her cheek to stop the worst of the bleeding. EVE remains standing over her guarding her from any of the infected pirates that might come through, and as Jennifer finishes up with taking care of her cut she nods to EVE who opens up the back plating again letting her human climb back in and seal herself into the calm protective armoured shell.<br><br>"Ok enemy ship is closing.. Jinny is sealed off. Ideas anyone? Do you need backup back at the ship?" <br><br>She picks up the sword again and looks around for Helena thinking now that she is back in EVE the other woman could use the sword more since she now has EVEs armament to count on.&nbsp; EVE's sensors are turned up to max so she can tell there are still more movement somewhere on the ship but the thick bulkheads are distorting her readings. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Reilly's Rogues - IC Topic</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thebobmaster</strong> on <strong>27-10-2014, 23:41:07</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatleft">(http://static4.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20121025155548/gearsofwar/images/8/8a/AnyaInfoBoxPic.JPG)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Helena Walsh, Hand to Hand Specialist<br><strong>Location:</strong> Carrion Crow's Ship<br><strong>With:</strong> Vix, Jennifer, and Jinny<br><hr><br>Helena moved quickly. Once the door was open, Helena rushed in, only slightly behind the two people who were actually at the door. Grabbing the nearest pirate by the throat, she slammed him against the wall, then hit him with a trio of punches and knees to the solar plexus before stomping on his head when he crumpled to the floor.<br><br>Turning to face the other pirates, and realizing she was unarmed, Helena took out her knife. Falling back into a defensive stance, her back against the wall, she held up the blade, ready for any pirates to attack her. Jinny was fine, for now. But these pirates were tougher than Helena had expected.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Reilly's Rogues - IC Topic</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>orderNchaos</strong> on <strong>28-10-2014, 00:03:21</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i77.photobucket.com/albums/j77/wulfjaeger/MyaAltera_zps2686c403.jpg)</div><br><strong>Name:</strong>Mya "Jinx" Altera <br><strong>Location:</strong> Bridge<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Kiyanee, Jennifer, Jinny, Helena<br><br>Mya could see, or rather sense the other crow ship moving towards them.&nbsp; Closer and closer it came as she listened in on the comms from the team.&nbsp; What if scenario's ran through her mind at lightning speed as she considered her options.&nbsp; <em>No choice!</em>&nbsp; She thought to herself as she started preparing the Dame for combat.&nbsp; She plotted a slow circuitous route that would bring them up from behind the Crow cruiser.&nbsp; "Rose, we gotta go!!&nbsp; Keep your head down ladies, we'll be right back! <br><br>She trained the Dame's main swivel cannon on the Crow cruiser as she started to pull the Dame towards the starboard away from the cruiser.&nbsp; She felt the resistance of the couple wire as the Dame pulled away, then the tension released as the line lost the battle.&nbsp; &nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: Reilly's Rogues - IC Topic</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MissFire</strong> on <strong>29-10-2014, 23:20:02</strong>
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				<strong>Rose</strong> turned to Mya with surprise in her eyes, <em>"No! Don't move the ship!"</em> she shouted. But it was too late. The Belle Dame lurched forward, the grapple lines wrenched from the pirate ship. As the Belle Dame moved, the cloak deactivated, the systems unable to run the engines and the cloaking system at the same time. Suddenly, the approaching pirate cruiser's comm system lit up with chatter as they saw the mercenary ship. <br><br><em>"They've spotted us!"</em> said Rose, turning to her screens, <em>"The pirates are sending men to board us..."</em> she started, a little fear in her voice, <em>"...and our entire assault team is still on the pirate ship."</em> The lovely second in command cursed under her breath, then turned to Kiyanee, <em>"Activate all our defenses. They're preparing to send boarders."</em><br><br>Indeed, within minutes the pirate ship dispatched men. Twenty of them were starting to head across open space towards the Belle Dame. Much like the Rogues, they were planning on hacking through the hull, invading the ship and shutting down the systems from inside. The Dame's exterior defenses kicked in as soon as the pirates got into range, small autocannons firing upon the approaching men. Some of them were cut down, but there were too many targets for the Dame's minimal defenses. <br><br>Suddenly, the Spiteful Crow started to open fire upon the converging pirates. Jinny in the ship's bridge must've found the pirate's weapons systems and had turned them upon the approaching boarders. The confusion caused the pirates to scatter momentarily as they seemingly were fired upon by their own men. It bought the ladies aboard the Belle Dame a little time, but the boarders started approaching again, at least a dozen of them left landing on the hull. <br><br><em>"Kiyanee, lock us down! Mya, get us back over the pirate ship and get those grapples down, NOW!"</em> said Rose, before tapping her comm system, <em>"Ladies, how are things on the ship?"</em><br><br>Meanwhile, back on the Spiteful Crow, the ladies' combined assault had made quick work of the zombified pirates. What had caused them to turn into decaying horrors was still a mystery, Vix would have to examine the medicine to figure it out. It was up to the girls how to proceed; they had one of their own trapped on the bridge and an untold number of zombies between them and her, plus they had cargo to recover, and their own ship was under siege. The mission was not going well. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Reilly's Rogues - IC Topic</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thebobmaster</strong> on <strong>29-10-2014, 23:30:33</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatleft">(http://static4.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20121025155548/gearsofwar/images/8/8a/AnyaInfoBoxPic.JPG)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Helena Walsh, Hand to Hand Specialist<br><strong>Location:</strong> Carrion Crow's Ship<br><strong>With:</strong> Vix, Jennifer, and Jinny<br><hr><br>Helena ran through their current situation, having heard of the problems on their ship. Turning to Vix and Jennifer, she spoke swiftly. Taking the sword from Jennifer, she spoke relatively calmly, focusing on a plan. "The main problems we need to focus on are the pirates boarding the ship, and the...zombies...that are possibly swarming Jinny. The latter are the bigger problem. Vix, Jen, you two go help Jinny. Since they are the bigger issue, having two of us on the problem seems to be a better idea. I'll go back to help Rose, Mya, and Kiyanee with the boarding pirates. Once you have Jinny secure, get the cargo and join us. Cargo's last, because it isn't going anywhere."<br><br>Holding the sword towards the pair, she looked at them steadily. "If you have any concerns, now is the time to express them. If you need the sword, take it."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Reilly's Rogues - IC Topic</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AndyZ</strong> on <strong>30-10-2014, 00:09:41</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/74/Vixhead.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Victrix Starshine, Vix to her friends, Medic and Mercenary<br><strong>Location:</strong> Carrion Crow's Ship<br><strong>With:</strong> Helena and Jennifer (but everyone else via commlink)<br><br>There was just something...beautiful about seeing the other girls fight.&nbsp; Maybe it should be horrifying, or terrible, or even astonishing, but all the fear and trepidation Vix felt before a battle was gone the moment the Power Sledge was in her hands and the Rogues proved their worth to anything that stood in the way.<br><br>When the pirates were dealt with, Vix pulled out a device from her medkit, shining a cerulean light on Jen's cut.&nbsp; Even though the spray would deal with issues like blood loss and infection, a signal to the nanites to focus their efforts upon a particular location also assured against problems like scarring.&nbsp; Besides, the sooner the wound actually closed and healed, the better.&nbsp; Hopefully nothing more pressing would happen in the next few minutes that it would take for the nanites to knit the wound shut.<br><br>"Understood," Vix said to Helena with a nod.&nbsp; "Kiyanee-sen, you'll probably want to bring Steel Butterfly back as well.&nbsp; Jen and I should be okay until we get Jinny."&nbsp; She took the sword from Helena, attaching it to her back with the strap usually used for her Power Sledge.&nbsp; Her free hand gestured for Jen to take the lead.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Reilly's Rogues - IC Topic</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>orderNchaos</strong> on <strong>31-10-2014, 01:01:06</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i77.photobucket.com/albums/j77/wulfjaeger/MyaAltera_zps2686c403.jpg)</div><br><strong>Name:</strong>Mya "Jinx" Altera <br><strong>Location:</strong> Bridge<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Kiyanee, Jennifer, Jinny, Helena<br><br><em>They've spotted us!&nbsp; The pirates are sending men to board us.....and our entire assault team is still on the pirate ship.&nbsp; Activate all our defenses. They're preparing to send boarders."</em><br><br><em>"Oh Fuck!!</em>&nbsp; Mya felt the cloak drop before Rose said a word and all she could do was curse.&nbsp; The maneuver thrusters usually weren't enough to tax the delicate balance between the engines and the cloak, but the extra power she had used to pull them loose of the grapples had slipped past the delicate balance and brought the cloak down prematurely.&nbsp; She knew she was going to have to drop it, but she had intended to wait until the Dame was behind the Crow cruiser.&nbsp; <br><br>Already drifting away from the Crow Cruiser at a slow rate of speed, she forced the issue now that their pants were down.&nbsp; Rolling the Dame to the right and down, she put as much distance as she could between her and the boarding party until she was able to slip under the cruiser the team was on.&nbsp; Building velocity and far enough away to risk a boarding party, she dropped the hangar bay door enough for the Charybdis to slip out the back.&nbsp; Now came the fun part, flying two ships at the same time with her mind.&nbsp; She'd done it in boarding scenarios, but never in combat.&nbsp; The Chrarybdis speed and maneuverability would keep the pirate cruiser occupied even if the two medium power pulse cannons couldn't do too much damage. <br><br><em>"Mya, get us back over the pirate ship and get those grapples down, NOW!"</em><br><br>Mya spun the Dame on it's back like a big whale as they cleared the belly of the disabled cruiser.&nbsp; Giving the autocannons prime angles for the men suspended in space and the Crow cruisers belly, she let the defense systems loose.&nbsp; The Charybdis turned back in towards the suited men who were trying to link up with their disabled ship and the Dame.&nbsp; Ripping through their lines, Charybdis' skinny angled wings tore through one while the pulse cannon ate at the others shields.&nbsp; <br><br>"We need to limit the threat first Rose, hang on.&nbsp; The ladies aren't ready to go yet and sitting still would be suicide."&nbsp; Mya spun the Dame until the ship was right side up as she turned up into a vertical climb along the Crow cruisers Z axis.&nbsp; Pulling the Dame within mere feet of the Crow's hull, the autocannon's fighting to punch through the shields to shred some armor and hull as they flew past at an increasing rate of speed.&nbsp; At the same time Charybdis slipped in low across the spine of the Crow ship, it's pulse cannon's pelting into the housing of the Cruisers rear engines.&nbsp; <br><br>All of the maneuvers were starting to make Mya a bit dizzy.&nbsp; She spun the Dame again flipping the nose over the top and down towards the floating men.&nbsp; "Guess who!!"&nbsp; She said as the Dame's main thrusters engaged pushing the ship as hard as it could through the cluster of confused pirates.&nbsp; Two or three took the brunt of the hit and rolled broken along the skin of the Dame as it flew through.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Reilly's Rogues - IC Topic</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nowherewoman</strong> on <strong>31-10-2014, 03:34:09</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatleft">(http://media-cache-ec0.pinimg.com/736x/bd/6d/48/bd6d489c542c479491006f30bb1efb60.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Kiyanee<br><strong>Location:</strong> Melded and feeling peevish.<br><strong>Tags:</strong> open<br><br><em>...this one does not care to die today...</em><br><br>The boojum hadn't distracted the other ship as much as Keys had hoped and, now that their sensors were in targeting mode, there is no way to lock them out entirely. But, perversely, it makes it much easier to spoof them.<br><br>Dropping in a simple multiplicative-curve splice (stolen, in fact, from a banking system on a long-ago job), Kiyanne chuckles as Spiteful Crow's weapons systems and other sensors report first four, then eight, then <strong>sixteen</strong> ships in the space around of them, all firing. A quick distortion algorithm guarantees the weapons officer on the other ship will die of old age before he finds his original target again.<br><br>The trick, of course, has no effect on the men drifting with evil intent towards the <em>Dame</em> with evil intent. They will require more direct action.<br><br>Kiyanee's vision splits, into two, then four as she Melds into the drones. <em>Steel Butterfly</em> FLEEPs, spins on its (arbitrary) vertical axis, and floats rapidly back towards the hole in the raider's hull through which they all entered. <em>Dragon Fan</em> zooms from the airlock and once again attaches itself to the rogue escape pod, vampire-bat like and, using it as a shield, begins to drive towards the boarders. The shape and mass of the pod should confuse them, and hide the fact there is a weapons platform bearing down on them. At 'three' and 'six' o'clock around the ship (again, arbitrary, especially with <em>Dame </em>rolling and dodging like a wild riding beast), <em>Spear of Heaven</em> and <em>Kung Fu Panda </em>flicker awake, release their clamps, and prepare to move.<br><br>It likely will cost them <em>Fan,</em> but if Keys is allowed a moment to complete her evolution, she will be able to catch the boarders in a 3-pronged crossfire. None of the drones is currently equipped for extensive combat, and they all have limited ammunition. But no one concentrates on capturing a ship when he is losing air through the hole in his armor where his legs used to be...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Reilly's Rogues - IC Topic</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sara Nilsson</strong> on <strong>01-11-2014, 00:53:04</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.vixenrose.com/hosting/files/253/stuff%20for%20rp/jenn.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Lady Jennifer Grünberg<br><strong>Location:</strong> Pirate Ship<br><strong>With:</strong> Helena, and Vix.<br><br><br>"That sounds like a good plan Helena, keep the girls safe." With the plan ironed out she has EVE bring up what she hopes is the schematics of the ship trying to figure out a good route to the helm, "Keep us updated what is happening girls." Then as the doctor motions her forward she nods and pushes on ahead, all scanners on full as she pulls her heavy pistol out. It looked like the pirate zombies didn't have armour on so her handgun should be effective, and with her left gauntlet flickering with the plasma cutter ready to not just cut through any obstacles it is also very effective at burning people to ash.<br><br>"Mya, Kiyanee? Status updates? What is happening out there?" <br><br>As she reaches a small intersection EVE flashes an arrow on her HUD with the text lift to bridge. So after checking to see that nothing is moving she stomps off at a jog, the armoured boots ringing off the deck plating. Sure it isn't stealthy but speed is off the essence, "Vix, a liftshaft ahead. Try and reach Jinny, oh shi.." She brings her gun up as a side door swing open revealing more of the shambling pirates, her thumb flicking off the safety a heartbeat before the heavy pistol roars into life sending high caliber rounds slamming into the pirates, first one goes down with half of his torso torn open but they don't seem to care and within seconds they are rushing her making her gun pointless as she swings the plasma cutter around to simply vaporize the first one to get in range before even her heavy armour is rocked backwards by the sheer press of bodies.<br><br>"!! !!"<br><br>"Yeah I will give you a good wa.. uff.. wash." One armoured boot crushes into a pirate leg turning the bones to splinters pushing him back as the flicker of metal catches her eyes just as a heavy blade sends sparks off her shouldergard as the blow just narrowly misses her head. "Vix.. I can hold em if you want to get our missing friend."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Reilly's Rogues - IC Topic</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AndyZ</strong> on <strong>02-11-2014, 00:11:42</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/74/Vixhead.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Victrix Starshine, Vix to her friends, Medic and Mercenary<br><strong>Location:</strong> Carrion Crow's Ship<br><strong>With:</strong> Jennifer (but everyone else via commlink)<br><br>One of the disadvantages of the Power Sledge was that it wasn't all that well suited for running and charging.&nbsp; Sure, she could carry it just fine, and the people who originally used the weapon were good enough to be able to carry a huge, heavy object for long periods of time.&nbsp; Making the handle lighter certainly helped, but it also meant that she had to fight to keep the thick head of the sledgehammer from ramming about with her rapid pace.<br><br>Vix hated splitting up.&nbsp; She understood the necessity and would never complain or balk when told to do so, but anyone she lost eyes on was someone she could no longer protect or heal if it became necessary.&nbsp; There was nothing for it, but still, Vix flinched ever so slightly as Jennifer suggested splitting up yet further.<br><br>Thankfully, Jennifer still had the old firearm she enjoyed.&nbsp; Admittedly, Vix thought it was a silly thing to carry around in the wake of Aegis shields, but she'd never have said so to Jen.&nbsp; Thankfully, now it was proving its purpose.<br><br>"You comm if you do end up getting hurt."&nbsp; Vix meant for the words to come off as some sort of order, inspiring confidence mixed in with something akin to maternal concern, but a soft quiver in her tone ruined any overall effect of confidence and sheer brisk demeanor.&nbsp; Instead, she got into the liftshaft, sending a message through her commlink.&nbsp; "Kiyanee-sen, I'm in a liftshaft.&nbsp; If you can override the security protocols to take me straight to the bridge, that'd be fantastic."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Reilly's Rogues - IC Topic</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MissFire</strong> on <strong>03-11-2014, 15:17:04</strong>
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				The boarders, between all the firepower put out from the Belle Dame, their own ship, and Kiyanee's drones, are left scattered and confused. They retreat before taking many more losses and seem to give up on boarding the Rogues' ship for the time being. The Crows' main ship, however, takes no damage from the Dame's fire. With it's shields up and active, the assault from the Dame's cannons have zero effect. So for the moment, the two ships were locked in something of a stalemate; the Dame's fighters were on the Crows' derelict cruiser, and the Crows' boarders had been mostly decimated by the bridge crews combined assault. For the moment, things seemed to be relatively calm as the pirates planned their next move. <br><br>Meanwhile, Jennifer is crushed under a wave of pirate zombies. Her heavy pistol does nothing against the AEGIS systems still active in the pirate armor. Her plasma cutter works, however, and their disease-riddled bodies fall apart with ease. There are almost too many to take single-handed, though, and it's apparent she'll soon be overwhelmed without assistance. <br><br>Thankfully, Kiyanee need not override the elevator. For Vix, it seemed to already be in working order and required no security clearance. Pirates were not really a security conscious bunch. The lift shot straight up to the bridge area and it opened up on a small hallway that connected lift access to the bridge itself. Outside of the sealed bridge was clear, not a single infected pirate in sight. The door was still sealed, however. Either Vix would have to find a way through it, or she'd need Kiyanee's help. Jinny had been quiet since her last communication, so her situation was something of a concern. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Reilly's Rogues - IC Topic</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nowherewoman</strong> on <strong>03-11-2014, 15:46:58</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatleft">(http://media-cache-ec0.pinimg.com/736x/bd/6d/48/bd6d489c542c479491006f30bb1efb60.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Kiyanee<br><strong>Location:</strong> The bridge/ Melded<br><strong>Tags:</strong> open<br><br>With the pressure off a bit, Kiyanee recalled tow of the drones, leaving the damaged but still-functional Dragon Fan and Panda in an automated scan-and-interdict mode. That let her drop back into her 'back door' in the overrun Crow ship, to provide support for her clansisters once more.<br><br><em>...assault deflected, chan'kan. Still, speed suggested...</em><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Reilly's Rogues - IC Topic</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AndyZ</strong> on <strong>06-11-2014, 08:40:45</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/74/Vixhead.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Victrix Starshine, Vix to her friends, Medic and Mercenary<br><strong>Location:</strong> Carrion Crow's Ship<br><strong>With:</strong> Jinny (but everyone else via commlink)<br><br>Getting up to the bridge didn't actually seem that difficult at all once Vix actually spent a moment to look at the console.&nbsp; She could hardly believe that there would be a big button saying Bridge, but then, these pirates hadn't seemed exceptionally intelligent even when they were alive.&nbsp; Arteriosclerosis medicine wasn't even where the big money was, and a lot of it could be mined from asteroids and synthesized by people who were willing to spend years in deep space anyway.<br><br>Granted, a lot of the reason that it was so difficult to get miners to get the stuff was because of the pirates, but still...<br><br>Snapping herself from her reverie, she moved up to the bridge door, checking it over before making a sharp CLANG on the wall nearby.&nbsp; She certainly couldn't break through, but all she needed was a simple crack, enough weakening to yell through.&nbsp; "Jinny!" she yelled at the top of her lungs, trusting the girl to respond before any zombies could hear and come.&nbsp; "It's Vix!&nbsp; Get the door open!&nbsp; I got your sword and I'll help fix your arm!"&nbsp; The nanites would probably have started the process, but likely wouldn't have done more than numb some of the pain by this point provided Jinny didn't try to use it.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Reilly's Rogues - IC Topic</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sara Nilsson</strong> on <strong>09-11-2014, 01:25:48</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.vixenrose.com/hosting/files/253/stuff%20for%20rp/jenn.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Lady Jennifer Grünberg<br><strong>Location:</strong> Pirate Ship<br><strong>With:</strong> alone<br><br>As soon as she realize that these pirates at least have their shields on she holsters the gun and relies on her fists and feet along&nbsp; with the fearsome plasma cutter, since it is designed to cut through a bulkhead it makes short work of any pirate stupid enough to get too close. But she is slowly being pushed back by their sheer numbers so she retreats back into the corridor where they can only come at her two at a time, still their numbers seem staggering. It seems like there where more pirates then they first guessed, but at least that means most should be busy trying to take her down and leave Vix alone to find Jinny.<br><br>"Eh.. Vix.. you need to find another.. urgh... way out.. I am overrun." She staggers back as she takes a hard blow to the helmet and EVE whines in protest showing some minor damage. "Ok EVE lets see if we can do something about this, thoughts?" She sends a quick kick against the nearest pirate breaking his knee so he tumbles back giving her a second to look around.<br><br>"!! !!" EVE blurts out and switches the view on the visor to point out the flaw in the roof that they can use, Jennifer doesn't even&nbsp; bother to check trusting the AI completely and with a shoulderslam she pushes the pirates away for a few moreseconds then brings the plasma cutter up to full power. She can feel the blistering heat in her hand as she swipes across the ceiling sending molten metal and sparks showering, the zombies refuse to let her work in peace though the rude bums and she is again under attack and EVE keeps blaring out warning messages about damage to the armour.<br><br>"I know.. hang in there EVE a few more seconds... a few more.. GOT IT!" Jennifer tumbles back as the floor collapses down leaving a jumble of molten metal and thick crossbeams blocking the pirates for a few minutes at least. "EVE.. lets get out of here, you need repairs and I think I got a few broken ribs."<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Reilly's Rogues - IC Topic</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thebobmaster</strong> on <strong>09-11-2014, 23:28:06</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatleft">(http://static4.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20121025155548/gearsofwar/images/8/8a/AnyaInfoBoxPic.JPG)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Helena Walsh, Hand to Hand Specialist<br><strong>Location:</strong> Carrion Crow's Ship<br><strong>With:</strong> Jennifer<br><hr><br>Partway back to the ship, Helena noticed the pirates quickly leaving the <em>Belle Dame</em>. With that problem seemingly solved, Helena made her way back to where she had seen the other two women last, just in time to hear an almighty crash. Rushing towards the sound, she saw the ceiling collapse onto a group of pirates, seeing Jennifer on the other side. <br><br>"Jennifer! Do you need assistance?!" she shouted, grabbing a pirate that had avoided the ceiling collapse and slamming him into the wall, then turning to fend off the group that seemed focused on attacking Helena herself.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Reilly's Rogues - IC Topic</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>orderNchaos</strong> on <strong>10-11-2014, 01:52:19</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i77.photobucket.com/albums/j77/wulfjaeger/MyaAltera_zps2686c403.jpg)</div><br><strong>Name:</strong>Mya "Jinx" Altera <br><strong>Location:</strong> Bridge<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Kiyanee, Jennifer, Jinny, Helena<br><br>Mya let the momentum the engines had given them blasting through the space bound pirates to reset their defenses.&nbsp; Cutting the engines she switched over to the cloak, letting the Dame drift away from the Crow cruiser as she lightly tapped the maneuvering thrusters to slow their drift and move them back towards the rest of the crew.<br><br>"Kiyanee, can you do anything to bring their shields down?&nbsp; Maybe at least around their engines?&nbsp; As long as their free to move and have their shields up, we're sitting ducks out here."&nbsp; Mya called across the bridge to her jacked companion.&nbsp; The space around them was quiet as the pirates attempted to move back to their cruiser.&nbsp; Mya turned the Charybdis back down the axis of the Crow cruiser, the blade thin tips of it's wings tore at metal and flesh as the high power plasma cannons worked at breaking down their shields.&nbsp; One last chance to eat away at the Crow's boarding party and give them something else to think about the next time they decide to jump.<br><br><em>"Mya, Kiyanee? Status updates? What is happening out there?" </em><br><br>Mya turned her attention back on the derelict crow ship, wondering if a few heavy blasts to it's hull would remove the threat of the pirates inside.&nbsp; "We're cloaked back up.&nbsp; Boarders have been repelled for now.&nbsp; We need to get a leg up on this cruiser or she's going to tear us apart when you try to leave the ship."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Reilly's Rogues - IC Topic</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nowherewoman</strong> on <strong>14-11-2014, 04:27:54</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatleft">(http://media-cache-ec0.pinimg.com/736x/bd/6d/48/bd6d489c542c479491006f30bb1efb60.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Kiyanee<br><strong>Location:</strong> The bridge/ Melded<br><strong>Tags:</strong> Mya, open<br><br><em>"Kiyanee, can you do anything to bring their shields down?"</em><br><br>In fact, she's been trying to scram their drive for the last 5x10^23 fflops, give or take.&nbsp; The problem is, now that they are alerted, the data flow in their internal systems is constantly shifting, making ingress difficult. And, of course, their power systems are heavily protected. At least their sensors are still confused...hmmm. could that be the answer?<br><br>Yes...it would be a close thing, but it would be possible. Someone on the cruiser is trying to fix Keys' hack, regain full targeting. If they do so, they will concentrate their fire on the <em>Dame</em>, making a large demand on the power systems. In that infinitesimal window, as the ship's autonomic systems change the internal loading- she can shut it down.<br><br>Or, she can get them vaporized, if she is not fast enough.&nbsp; But, since the chances of that are going up anyway, with every fraction of a second she remains indecisive...<br><br>"Mya!"&nbsp; It's a scream, far too loud for the small cockpit, but Kiyanee can't really hear herself, can't judge. "Drop cloak for point five-zero seconds on my mark!"&nbsp; She hopes the pilot trusts her enough, by now, to do as she says. There's no time to explain, and if the command to fire isn't given on the enemy ship at exactly the right moment, things will rapidly get interesting.<br><br>Counting to herself, she starts to cancel the spoofing worm that is making the other ship's sensors crazy. "Mark!"&nbsp; The last of the noise clears and, if Mya has reacted properly, the <em>Dame</em> will be visible, singular and dangerously close, for long enough for the pirates to calculate a firing pattern.&nbsp; Already, Keys is reaching out through her tenuous gateway into the other ship, feeling for the surge of power to the guns. In that instant, both ships will be vulnerable. In that instant, if she is fast, and lucky enough, she can trip the overload safeties on the raider, killing her power outright...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Reilly's Rogues - IC Topic</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>orderNchaos</strong> on <strong>14-11-2014, 05:21:25</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i77.photobucket.com/albums/j77/wulfjaeger/MyaAltera_zps2686c403.jpg)</div><br><strong>Name:</strong>Mya "Jinx" Altera <br><strong>Location:</strong> Bridge<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Kiyanee, open<br><br><em>"Mya, Drop cloak for point five-zero seconds on my mark!"</em><br><br>Just as Mya is turning the invisible Dame back towards the derelict Crow ship she hears Kiyanee's request.&nbsp; She can see the Crow main cruiser looming in the distance, their proximity enough to seriously affect the Dame's systems if they shoot with the Cloak up.&nbsp; The energy drain from the systems taxes both the propulsion and Aegis shields in ways she has yet been able to overcome.&nbsp; Mya's thankful that the cloak makes them virtually invisible, but dropping the cloak for even a second could mean certain destruction if the Aegis systems don't engage before they fire.&nbsp; <br><br><em>&nbsp; ............Mark!" </em>&nbsp; Kiyanee's skill not withstanding Mya was still skeptical about her request.&nbsp; The positive side of working so closely with someone like Kiyanee is that you lean to trust them no matter how crazy their plan seems.&nbsp; Mya did as requested, bringing the cloak down at the required moment.&nbsp; At the same time she rolled the Dame like a large whale, on it's side, putting the Dame's heavily armored belly towards the Crow cruiser along with it's heavy pulse cannons.&nbsp; If the Crows succeeded in getting off a shot before Kiyanee shut down their systems, the reentry armor on the Dame would give them a secondary level of protection from the attack.&nbsp; Maybe long enough to return fire and score a kill.&nbsp; At the same moment she pulled the Charybdis back along the Crow cruisers spine, quickly sweeping towards the ships propulsion system.&nbsp; In the off chance Kiyanee brought down the shields around their engines, the Charybdis' plasma cannons would rend the thin metal around the engine housing to vapor.&nbsp; <br><br>Almost as immediately as the cloak 'slipped' it was back up, her weapons primed on the Crow cruiser.&nbsp; The temporal shift of action between the two ships seemed to freeze in space as Mya watched and waited for something drastic to happen.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Reilly's Rogues - IC Topic</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nowherewoman</strong> on <strong>15-11-2014, 03:31:12</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatleft">(http://media-cache-ec0.pinimg.com/736x/bd/6d/48/bd6d489c542c479491006f30bb1efb60.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Kiyanee<br><strong>Location:</strong> The bridge/ Melded<br><strong>Tags:</strong> Mya, open<br><br><br>The gunner on the pirate ship, as expected, hesitated, unwilling to trust for a moment that his eyes and instruments were suddenly reporting the same data, and that it was the truth. The raider's computer, however, did not require convincing and immediately started tracking the <em>Dame</em>.<br><br>Half a second later, even as she faded away again, and rolled to present her sturdiest profile to the enemy's guns <em>...clever, clever, Mya-chan...,</em> the gunner hooted, locked his guns to the computer's projected target path, and hit the firing stud.<br><br><br><br>Like a sensation of hunger, Kiyanee <em>feels</em> the sudden demand of the guns for power from the pile, and lots of it. Running along the nerves of the enemy ship, she catches that demand, poisons it with the same multiplying worm she used on the scanners. Suddenly, the raider's shipbrain believes <strong>every</strong> system aboard is calling for a ruinous overload. As it is designed to do, it pauses, tries to clarify and prioritize, but even as it does so, the calls for more power,<em> more</em>, MORE pile in through every channel.&nbsp; To prevent damage to critical systems, the brain rejects all of them- in the process, cutting off everything aboard save a hard-wired bare minimum of life support.&nbsp; While not dead, the cruiser is, for now, no longer a threat.&nbsp; And can, should those above Keys decide, be easily murdered in her forced sleep.<br><br><em>...and so, the flood is deflected by the pebble. Barely. How else may I be of service, Ko'Shimai?...</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Reilly's Rogues - IC Topic</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>orderNchaos</strong> on <strong>15-11-2014, 04:50:46</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i77.photobucket.com/albums/j77/wulfjaeger/MyaAltera_zps2686c403.jpg)</div><br><strong>Name:</strong>Mya "Jinx" Altera <br><strong>Location:</strong> Bridge<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Kiyanee, open<br><br>Mya sensed the change in the Crow cruisers status long before she saw the shimmer of the Aegis field drop and the cruisers main ship board systems go haywire.&nbsp; With little more than a thought, she turned the Dame and the Charybdis against the Crow ship.&nbsp; Charybdis swing along the spine of the cruiser, plasma rounds tearing through the thin armor on the cruisers tail and engine housing.&nbsp; It wasn't hard for Mya to focus the ships fire along the areas that she knew a lot of the propulsion command lines and engine systems were located.&nbsp; At the same time she let the Dame's autocannon's loose, as a trail of round after round sped across the distance between the two ships.&nbsp; The cloak disengaged with the first volley as the ships systems needed the energy for the Aegis shield and the Autocannons.&nbsp; Mya merely ensured the cruisers weapons and navigation systems were destroyed, being careful only to target command systems and not vital ones.&nbsp; <br><br>"Crow cruiser disabled and drifting ladies.&nbsp; Thanks Kiyanee!"&nbsp; She turned the Dame back towards the cruiser the rest of her crew was on in hopes of providing some sort of support for the salvage operation that had gone arry.&nbsp; "Resetting salvage position.&nbsp; Let us know if we can do anything to help."&nbsp; <br><br>The Charybdis flew a lazy circle around the three ships, keeping a careful eye on any movement by the Crows to reset their systems.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Reilly's Rogues - IC Topic</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MissFire</strong> on <strong>16-11-2014, 00:12:36</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i58.tinypic.com/9ad4z4.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Jinny Mattix, Mercenary and Mechanic<br><strong>Location:</strong> Carrion Crow's Ship<br><strong>With:</strong> Victrix<br><br>The bridge of the ship had been remarkably clean. No real signs of a struggle, only a single body poised in the captain's chair, a single gunshot through the temple. Jinny had escaped the ravenous horde in the hall by quickly bashing one zombie's head against the wall and taking the other out with one of her heel spikes. Afterwards, she crawled through the ducts, not really knowing where she was going. It had been hard to tell since duct systems didn't really come with lighting and maps. The former would've been helpful, especially when she failed to notice the drop and plummeted into the bridge, landing on her arm and breaking it as well as the transmitter for her comm system, located in her gauntlet. She was in quite a bit less pain now, thanks to the medical systems on her J-suit. <br><br>What held her attention now, though, was a datalog she'd just found on the singular body on the bridge. Jinny was about to say something when Vix arrived. The mercenary's spirits brightened considerably and she jogged up to the door. "Vixy! Is it clear out there? Let me get the door open.." she said, squinting at the panel. It had been busted, but didn't look beyond repair. After prying off the cover a little fidgeting with some of the wiring fixed it and the bridge door whooshed open. Jinny grinned, waved with her good arm and stepped up to her fellow merc. <br><br>"Hey, check out what I found! Let me upload it, actually.." said Jinny, fumbling a bit with one hand to upload the data file she'd found to their comm's systems. A log started playing over their communication channel, the gruff tones of the pirate captain of the ship they were on. Apparently space travel was complex enough that even pirates needed to keep concise records. <br><br><em>...Entry 465. Two hauls today. First one, a small food transport holding live cattle. Boys were pretty psyched at getting real meat for the first time in a while. Think Cookie may have fucked up, though. A few of the crew are sick. Fuckin' idiot can't grill a simple burger. <br><br>Later on we hit something from Caduceus Medical. Plenty of meds to sell, plus an even bigger boon; new AEGIS systems for our suits. Guess Caduceus is getting into the shield biz or something, since these look like totally new systems. Going to have the boys test 'em out. Hell, plus now we've got meds. That'll help fight this damn sickness.<br><br>...Entry 466. What little documentation on those AEGIS systems I can find on that ship calls 'em part of 'Project Lazarus'. It says the AEGIS systems have, uh, nano.. somethings. Whatever. Little machines, I guess, that try to restart the heart and restore brain function if the user kicks the bucket. <br><br>...Entry 467. That fuckin' meat was tainted! Those cows had something called 'Mad Cow Disease' and that's what made the boys sick. Doc says the medicine the fellas swiped off the medical transport just made the boys even sicker. Never trust a damn pirate to self-medicate. Should've just stuck with booze. Looks like O'Bryant is near death, the poor fuck. He's getting feverish, delusional, and angry.<br><br>...Entry 468. O'Bryant wasn't dead for a fuckin' minute when the AEGIS system revived him! He got the fuck up and started chewing on Doyle! What the hell is going on? Doc is too fuckin' scared to help, he just locked himself in his quarters. Should eject his worthless ass into space. Half the crew is deathly ill now and I don't wanna see what'll happen if they die.<br><br>...Entry... whatever. Fuck. It's over. It's all over. I smashed our comms systems, disabled the security, disabled the engines. Now we'll drift forever and with luck, nobody's gonna find us. Honestly, becoming a ghost ship is a very pirate way to go. Heh. To Davy Jones' locker, I suppose...</em><br><br>Jinny was about to say something over the comms when she remembered that hers was busted. So instead she just addressed Vix, "I think.. some combination of Mad Cow disease, improper medical treatment, and this new experimental AEGIS system did this to those pirates. Then the captain decided to set his ship adrift so nobody would find it. That must be what the other pirate ship is doing here; checking up on these guys since they've been silent!" She touched her chin a moment, "I wonder if I could improve on this AEGIS system.."<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Reilly's Rogues - IC Topic</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AndyZ</strong> on <strong>17-11-2014, 20:41:47</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/74/Vixhead.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Victrix Starshine, Vix to her friends, Medic and Mercenary<br><strong>Location:</strong> Carrion Crow's Ship<br><strong>With:</strong> Jinny (but everyone else via commlink)<br><br>Vix couldn't help but smile with relief at seeing Jinny, but she restrained herself from the urge to hug the girl because of the broken arm.&nbsp; "Good to see you, hun."&nbsp; Jinny's medical systems didn't always mesh perfectly with Vix's techniques, though both certainly had their merits and Vix didn't like people being in pain when they didn't have to be.&nbsp; Certainly her nanites weren't all that good for alleviating agony, despite her attempts to fix them up beyond that basic design flaw.<br><br>She pulled out the transmitter, shining the cerulean light on Jinny's arm to alert the nanites of the damage that needed to be repaired.&nbsp; Certainly they could find it on their own if given enough time, but the transmitter alerted them of the damage and sped the process to finding the broken bone.&nbsp; It didn't require a great deal of visual contact, so Vix got a chance to watch the log.<br><br>The more she heard, the more the pit in her stomach grew.&nbsp; "Trying to actually revive necrotic tissue is..."&nbsp; Vix shook her head.&nbsp; "People talk about death's door, and you can keep someone out of that reach but I don't think you can actually pull them back if they're all the way through."<br><br>She left out the various aspects of the higher medical degrees, though of course Jinny was right.&nbsp; Creutzfeldt–Jakob disease would cause a degeneration thanks to the prions, accelerated by the nanites eventually replicating and healing the prions instead of the healthy tissue.&nbsp; They'd need healthy human cells to revert over to prions as matters accelerated, but apparently the infected had an innate desire to consume it from others.<br><br>Then again, maybe they wouldn't.&nbsp; The atherosclerosis medicines usually reabsorbed the plaque in more useful ways, and the nanites would have ready access to it.&nbsp; Even without new meals, how long would they even last?<br><br>Vix clicked her commlink to explain to the rest of the group.&nbsp; "Jinny's safe."&nbsp; Suddenly remembering, she detached Jinny's weapon from her own suit in order to offer it over in her left hand.&nbsp; "The disease won't be contagious to us - the nanites will transmit healthy data - but others can be infected just fine if they get enough misinformed nanites.&nbsp; What's left of the medicine should be in their medical bay, and we should get going as soon as possible.&nbsp; I doubt we'll be pursued if the other ship is just here to check up on this one."<br><br>Hopefully they wouldn't need too many evasive maneuvers; Vix already felt sick to her stomach in consideration of the nasty plague these ignorant fools had created.&nbsp; The only bright side was that it would probably thin out the pirate population to some degree...not that even pirates deserved this.<br><br>Still, it gave her an idea, and she pulled out the transmitter to attempt a bit of reprogramming.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Reilly's Rogues - IC Topic</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sara Nilsson</strong> on <strong>21-11-2014, 22:54:29</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.vixenrose.com/hosting/files/253/stuff%20for%20rp/jenn.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Lady Jennifer Grünberg<br><strong>Location:</strong> Pirate Ship<br><strong>With:</strong> Helena<br><br><br>"Jennifer! Do you need assistance?!"<br><br>She shakes her head to clear it from the hits as the welcoming sight of Helena appears before her, "I won't mind, I took some damage and they are many. Lets just get the cargo and get the hell of this cursed ship!”<br><br>She twirls around with just a slight flashing before her eyes that heralds that her head must have taken at least one hit and heads to over to help her friend, her right gauntlet closing around the head of one of the pirates just before she activates the plasma cutter and incinerates it in a foul smelling puff of smoke. She isn’t sure how many pirates are trapped behind the rubble but she fears they will soon find out, “Come on Helena we need to move I think before they get through that.”<br><br>She hooks into the main coms net, “Whats the status on the rest?”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Reilly's Rogues - IC Topic</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nowherewoman</strong> on <strong>22-11-2014, 23:54:56</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatleft">(http://media-cache-ec0.pinimg.com/736x/bd/6d/48/bd6d489c542c479491006f30bb1efb60.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Kiyanee<br><strong>Location:</strong> The bridge/ Melded<br><strong>Tags:</strong> open<br><br><br>Keys made another quick run through both&nbsp; Crow ships' systems, looking for anything interesting or useful, then pinged their sisters.<br><br><br><em>...<strong>Dragon Fan</strong> is damaged, I am recalling him. <strong>Panda</strong> I am setting into a security orbit around the Dame. Lifeboat is still occupied. Do you require Skyfall overwatch for extract?...</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Reilly's Rogues - IC Topic</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>orderNchaos</strong> on <strong>23-11-2014, 19:02:11</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i77.photobucket.com/albums/j77/wulfjaeger/MyaAltera_zps2686c403.jpg)</div><br><strong>Name:</strong>Mya "Jinx" Altera <br><strong>Location:</strong> Bridge<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Kiyanee, open<br><br>Mya finally took a chance to breathe.&nbsp; She set Charybdis on a auto flight protocol that would respond the first sign of any threatening movement by the Crows.&nbsp; She used the Dame's systems to scan the nearby space.&nbsp; Nothing for a number of light years.&nbsp; This could either be good or bad depending on what happened.&nbsp; Listening in on the comm chatter from the boarding team she felt bad knowing there was little she could do to help.&nbsp; Charybdis couldn't effect anything inside the ship, and blasting through the hull to destroy the zombified pirates would only serve to hurt the team too.&nbsp; <br><br>She listened intently to the banter between Vix and Jinny and Jennifer and Helena.&nbsp; From the sound of it there was a lot going on in the upper decks that still needed attention before they could pull the medical supplies, whatever was left of them after the ship crew tried to heal their affliction.&nbsp; <br><br>Mya slowly moved the Dame along side the Crow cargo bay door, extending the airlock to the door and smiling when the system told her she had a solid lock.&nbsp; "Keys, once the girls work their way to the cargo bay, if you could tell the Crow life support system to open the airlock we can empty this pig and get the hell out of here.&nbsp; Maybe we can send a Skyfall drone to the cargo bay to clear any pirates."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Reilly's Rogues - IC Topic</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nowherewoman</strong> on <strong>11-12-2014, 17:34:37</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatleft">(http://media-cache-ec0.pinimg.com/736x/bd/6d/48/bd6d489c542c479491006f30bb1efb60.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Kiyanee<br><strong>Location:</strong> The bridge/ Melded<br><strong>Tags:</strong> Mya, open<br><br><br>Opening the locks was child's play after what she had just had to do.&nbsp; <em>Steel Butterfly</em> floated through the outer door, waited with odd mechanical anticipation (Kiyanee always said <em>Butterfly</em> was the most like her- calm when at rest, impatient to get things done once begun) for the lock to cycle. Once inside the bay 'she' extended 'her' weapons arms and sniffed the air with sonar, low-light and IR, looking for anything that was not a family member. A curious beep came from the drone's grille, and it settled closer to the stacked crates, waiting for friends or foes to make themselves known.
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