Bride of the Gods (IrishWolf & MusicIsLife)
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				Title: <strong>Bride of the Gods (IrishWolf &amp; MusicIsLife) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>IrishWolf</strong> on <strong>03-01-2014, 11:34:15</strong>
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				On the edge of a solar system, a galactic backwater by any standards, there was a bright flash of light. Well, a human near to the flash would have considered it bright. Even against the black backdrop of stars, never mind the system's warm yellow sun, the light was the merest pinprick. But from this flash of light emerged a sleek shape, like a narrow bladed stiletto but on a massive scale. Black painted metal, with muted running lights emerged into real space and seemed to hang there, motionless in the void of space before a trio of engines fired off in the rear of the ship. Her sides were smooth, any weapons points or windows were covered by seemless shutters, as the dark vessel sailed effortlessly in system, towards the only planet that seemed habitable. <br><br>It was a nameless system, only identified in the star charts by a series of numbers, although the crew of the vessel slipping among the planets had started calling the star, Hispaniola. A small joke their captain had made and he was running with the theme, as he had named the only Class Alpha planet in the system, Hawkins. There was a double meaning behind the joke of course, the ship was crewed by pirates and amused their educated captain to name ships and locations after the great pirate figures of literature and the second, they were here to bury treasure and why not make a play on names from the greatest tale of pirate treasure there was?&nbsp; Their ship, the Dark Fang, was filled with precious metals and stones, raw and unmarked in anyway. They had raided a mining colony, located in a rich asteroid belt, just hours before a convoy of cargo ships was suppose to arrive, to make a shipment of raw metal back to planet based processing plant. <br><br>"No energy readings Captain" came the voice of a male human, from the Dark Fang's scanner station,&nbsp; turning his head to look at the mighty figure with a crooked grin, "No civilization on this planet!"<br><br>"Excellent" came the deep, rumbling voice of the Dark Fang's master. He called himself Flint, for the light gray coloring of his, somewhat shaggy fur, it was assumed, although others claimed it was of his hard eyes. Either could be true of tall, humanoid canine. He was fine example of his species, created when humanity spliced their own genes with those of wolves, dogs and foxes, in the hopes of creating several new races, to aid them in colonizing new worlds. It had been a mostly successful, these human-animal hybrids worked wonderfully when taming frontier worlds but they also picked up some very bad frontier habits, like piracy.<br><br>Standing at eight feet tall, the pirate captain towered over the rest of his human and hybrid crew, with powerful, muscled arms, broad shoulders and strong, study legs. Beneath the thick fur, his chest could have served as inspiration for the Ancient Greeks, as they sculpted perfect bodies from marble. Beneath that fur, on his skin were a number of simple tattoos or at least simple in pattern, mostly just lines or basic shapes but they glowed red, the light appearing brightly through the soft covering of gray. He wore little clothing, just a pair of loose fitting trousers of black, held around his waist with a fine belt, which also carried a pair of holstered pistols. He needed no shoes or boots in his feet and it seemed unsettling to merchant captains or colony governors, when they faced a shirtless hybrid pirate leader, especially one with a blood soaked reputation, like his. Jewelery decorated his form, from rings on his broad fingers, to loops of silver through his right ear, to bracelets around his ankles.<br><br>"Get us into orbit" growled Flint, "And prep the shuttles!"<br><br>Several hours later, as the Dark Fang hung above the dark side of the planet, a dozen shuttles launched from the belly of the metal beast. The normally graceful flights, the experienced shuttle pilots usually achieved with ease, were nowhere to be seen. The shuttles, packed with pirates, mercenaries and loot, were so heavy, that they almost fell out of space and down into the planet's gravity. Instead they shot down, plunging into the atmosphere at sharp angles. To any looking up, they would have appeared as balls of fire, racing through the early night, as they came down until they made a hair raising landing on a beach of red sand, which appeared to circle a tranquil sea at the edge of a mountain range. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bride of the Gods (IrishWolf &amp; MusicIsLife) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MusicIsLife</strong> on <strong>05-01-2014, 08:19:00</strong>
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				The planet that the crew thought was uninhabited did in fact have life on it. A lost human colony, that had been long ago forgotten about, less then two million people lived on the planet. It hadn't progressed much, the planet seemed frozen in the 1860s. <br><br>There was a town a half a mile from the beach, it was a known for it's trading and fishing, it was home for roughly a hundred people while others for miles around depended on the town for their goods. The place that got a lot of business was a general store that was one of the larger buildings that sat on the edge of town. There was a small building that sat in the back and if you looked closely you could see a figure sitting on the roof looking up at the stars. <br><br>Sitting on the roof Charlotte let out a soft breath looking up at the stars a longing look in her green eyes, she longed to see the stars, to have a adventure that she was always reading about, there had to be something better then this town and life right? Deep down the girl was sure of it and still hoped for that adventure. Yet her twenty first birthday was coming up, another year almost gone and still nothing new had happened. The only thing that had happened was that a boy had tried to court her. Charlie as she preferred had told him no as kindly as she could, yet he still got mad at her. After that the ladies would whisper about her all the more. Saying she was a wild one and needed to be settled down, that she was always looking for trouble.&nbsp; Charlie wasn't looking for trouble, was it really that horrible that she wanted a adventure? Something more then living in the little town her whole life. <br><br>The girl had always been different and talked about. After her parents died when she was twelve, she was pitied and passed around from family to family until she was eighteen. After that she talked to the general stores owner's wife and started working for them. She helped customers, delivered things to homes outside of the town, and just helped the wife out with whatever. For that she slept in the little shed unless it was too cold then she slept in the storage room, a little pay and she was allowed to read the books in the store. Charlie loved to read, so to her it was a good deal, besides it was a place to live and she was saving her pay for a place of her own someday. <br><br>Shifting her weight Charlie scooted higher up the roof to see more of the dark horizon, the sea and the stars. If anyone saw her she'd hear it from the church ladies again, but it was a hot night and wearing a dress was uncomfortable, so she was just in her breast bindings and&nbsp; &nbsp;her panties, something of her own design. Charlie absolutely hated the bloomers the church ladies said she was supposed to ware, they came down to her knees and it was horrible to ware them on a hot summer day or night. So Charlie had gotten some left over fabric and made herself some short bloomers, they almost looked like the men's underthings she had seen in the catalog but a little short and more fitting. As long as none of the church ladies knew what she was waring under a dress or her trousers&nbsp; Charlie was fine.&nbsp; Her curly dark auburn hair was put in a single braid, stray curls framing her face, a simple chain with her parents wedding rings and the charm her dad had gotten for her when she was younger hung around her neck. Charlie stood around 5'5 with the right amount of curves in all the right places, she was a beautiful attractive girl. The only main reason she didn't have more men trying to court her was because she was too wild as the church ladies would say, no man wanted a wild wife. <br><br>Blowing curls out of her face Charlie looked up at stars, thats when she saw it. Something seemed to be falling out of the sky, no there was more then one....Watching Charlie's eyes widened as the fiery masses fell from the sky at a rapid pace , holding her breath she watched as they got closer and closer until they seemed to crash onto the beach with such a loud noise it seemed to shake the earth. Charlie didn't more for a moment just looking out at the beach just able to see the glow of fire now. <br><br>More then just her had witnessed the crashing landing of the pirates. Men started to gather pulling on their boots or tucking in their shirts&nbsp; on the main street holding guns, lamps and even a pitch fork or two in the group. The men looked surprised and worried all seemed to talk at once. Releasing the breath she had been holding Charlie scrambled to climb off the roof she she wasn't seen and to see what had crashed on the beach.&nbsp; The sheriff and the preacher showed up while Charlie was slipping into the little shed to get dressed. She grabbed the first thing she could, the airy summer dress she had gotten as a gift from Mrs Wilder. The fabric was light and a soft blue color, it almost fell off her shoulders, showing a little chest while it stopped at her ankles. <br><br>She quickly pulled the dress on not bothering with her shoes and ran out of the shed only to be stopped by Mr Wilder who was holding a lamp with one hand holding onto Charlie's upper arm with the other "Where do you think your going lass?" He asked in a stern told. "To see whats on the beach" Charlie said a little breathless only to sigh as he shook his head "You get to the house with Mr Wilder and help her get coffee and sandwiches going for the men when we get back" It was pointless to argue, Charlie nodded muttering a 'yes sir' before he let her arm go watching as she headed to the general store. Once his back was turned and the men were starting to walk to the beach Charlie took a few more steps to the building before ducking behind the store and took off running. <br><br>Down the path she knew by heart, her bare feet making little noise against the hardened dirt. No one took her little path, she was safe from running into one of the men and could see for herself what was at the beach. Getting to the beach Charlie stopped to catch her breath before slipping to the rocks that were near whatever was on the beach. Charlie held her breath as the men got to the beach walking nearer to the smoking masses laying on the red sand. Keeping quiet she peered out from behind a rock watching her eyes filled with curiosity. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bride of the Gods (IrishWolf &amp; MusicIsLife) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>IrishWolf</strong> on <strong>10-02-2014, 04:19:42</strong>
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				Flint glared at the shuttle’s hatched and then turned his head, so that he could glare at the a pilot. They had been sitting on the ground for long minutes, at least a quarter of an hour, waiting for the outside of the shuttle’s hull to cool down enough to allow them to open the hatch. The pilot shrugged again and looked away. He had already explained, more than once, that the extra mass of all the treasure they had onboard, had forced the pilot to take a much steeper descent than normal, which had superheated the hull. While everyone inside and the loot was perfectly safe, along with all of the shuttle’s electronics, the outside was red hot. The metal and ceramic skin would warp or break if they opened up too early. Plus it wasn’t like it was the pilot’s fault, everyone of the shuttles was reporting the same problem. <br><br>Still, it didn’t feel right to the pirate captain, to be trapped inside a tiny shuttle, which was grounded. If they had been wrong about civilization on this world or a military Carrier-cruiser showed up in system, they were sitting ducks. Nowhere to go and no way to get out, at least for several more minutes. Then, an alarm sounded and a green light flicked on before the hatch. The skin of the shuttle was cool enough to open. A cheer sounded in the cramped compartment, as metal groaned in protest and the hatch opened, as a ramp dropped down. At once, pirates began spilling out of the interplanetary craft, to mill around the still smoking shuttles.<br><br>Flint himself sat and waited as his crew filled out, believing it was beneath his dignity to scramble out. Instead, he would be the last, letting his men stretch their legs and backs, before making them scout out a good place to hide the loot and then carry it there. However, as the captain of this cut throat crew emerged from his shuttle, there was a sudden shout from the men standing around the shuttles, which had landed around his. he Something about there being people approaching the landing sight. Like a ripple running over the surface of a pond, pirates and mercenaries were pulling weapons, ready to defend their ill gotten gains. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bride of the Gods (IrishWolf &amp; MusicIsLife) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MusicIsLife</strong> on <strong>11-02-2014, 03:13:14</strong>
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				Keeping hidden before the rocks Charlie tried to inch closer to the smoking objects, but with the men getting closer she didn't want to risk getting seen by them and get sent home.&nbsp; She was a little closer, the waves lapping at her feet, soaking the bottom of her dress a little but she paid that no attention eye's on the objects. Peering about the rocks she gasped softly as one of the closer ones opened like a door. There was someone inside it? Her mind was filling with more question a soft gasp coming from her as she watched men pour out of the opening, all groaning and stretching their backs out. How did they all fit in there? As she looked closer her eye's widened, not all were human! Some looked like animals only they stood on two legs and spoke like the others. "What are they?" She whispered to herself wishing she could get closer without getting caught but she was pushing her luck as it was being this close to the still smoking object and the men that were dresses in weird looking clothes. <br><br>Looking at them Charlie gasped again, this time louder instantly wincing and holding her breath is fear of getting caught all while her eyes were on a large beast. He was massive! Looking like a wolf but he stood on two feet just like the rest, dresses in loose pants, she could see glints of gold from the rising moon in one of his ears and on his wrists and ankles. She gawked at him silently from behind the rock, this man...Was he really a man? Charlie didn't know what to call him but he had this soft red glow coming up from under his fur in places like someone painted his skin and it glowed, her filled was filled with questions as she took him in and the rest of the men. <br><br>When shoots about men nearing the spot Charlie sucked in a breath ducking more behind the rocks, hands on the rough cool stone.&nbsp; The town's men neared making it easier to see from the lanterns they held in high with one hand, while others held shotguns ready. The sheriff and Mr Wilder were in the lead stopping when they saw the smoking objects. They all stopped taking it in some muttering words or a prayer before their eye's came to the men that came from the object.&nbsp; Guns were raised and ready while men muttered more words and prayers, while they fanned out a little close enough that everyone could see each other in from the lantern light and the moon that was rising above them reflecting off the water. <br><br>Taking a step forward the sheriff looked at all them "Who are you and why are you on my beach?" He spoke his voice gruff filled with authority before the preacher rushed forward shaking his head as he looked at the captain of the pirates. He thought the large wolf like man was a god, what else could he be in the man's eyes? A wolf like man that had glowing markings and towered over the rest? The preacher or any of the men didn't know any better and no one had seen anything like him before. "We are sorry my Lord, we are humbles by your presence, we are just humble servants" He spoke head bowed down. A few of the men looked at the preacher before slowly lowered their guns. <br><br>Charlie watched with a slight frown, was this man really a god? She supposed he could be but something in the pit of her stomach told her this man wasn't a god. Something about all this reminded her of something else but she couldn't put her finger on it. 
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