The last human
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				Title: <strong>The last human</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>15-04-2011, 03:19:26</strong>
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				<em>Mankind first stretched past our solar system in 2142 thanks to the Hermes drive core, designed and first built in a small garage by a girl genuis at the age of eight in 2136. Its inventor was me Diane La Melle. I wanted to expand humanity into the stars, to explore the places we had only dreamed of going. I was sixteen when I first set foot on the Explorer and pushed past Sol and into the great beyond. I thought my dream had finally come, I thought it was time to be the first to discover the wonders of the galaxy. I was wrong<br><br>Just beyond the Sol system we found a civilization of mixed races and cultures that rivaled the cultural diversity of earth. Space had already been explored and colonized, just not by us. In 2142, three months after I first borded the explorer we made first contact. It was an intergalactic council that spanned 33 seperate races and something gnawed at me in that meeting. We forged an uneasy peace, newcomers bearing arms on what was supposed to be a ship of exploration...I would have been uneasy too if I was in there position. Still after a year humanity was welcomed into the intergalactic community, humanity migrated into the stars and the Hermes drive core was expanded and implemented into alien ships as well as ours. Then it began, I saw how the races lusted after us. We humans lacked the things they did, we could mate anytime a year, bear almost any hybrid of species, we were more varied in a fundemental genetic and cultural level. Within two years I knew that there would be only one outcome within a few years: War. <br><br>As I write this it is 2147, just five years and the earth government refuses to see the inevitable. I feel Im the only sane one but they call me mad. Even if thats true there is a method to my madness. Humanity in its current form can not stand against the coming comflict so I have scratched together every credit I can and created a series of arks, each piloted by explorers that wish to know things beyond the milky way. As I type this I see each ship leaving, possibly to never return, and I wish that in my pursuit to see the stars I had the foresight to see the coming events of our future now. If only I had never made it possible. I can not change the past but what I can do is give humanity a new future, we must leave our home till the day comes where the arks have grown in strength and number and where the intergalactic community has weakened to the inevitable entropy of time. Then we may retake our home, once and for all. <br><br>From the personal logs of Captain Diane La Melle</em><br><br>As the final word was typed and saved she sent the message through the grid to every human in it. Even now she regretted ever making the Hermes drive core and getting humanity into this situation. All she could do was watch as each ark left on her new engine system. No one could ever track them, because there would be no one left who knew anything about that secret project. In her own smaller and compact ship she prepared herself as well, to go beyond the borders of their reality where none could follow. Fate had other plans<br><br>Just as she stood the entire ship lurched to one side, warning lights showing up over all the view screens and the glass of the external camera cracked. All that was there was a meteor lodged in the cargo bay and the air was escaping fast. There was no choice, she had to escape this ship and begin anew, a ship would come by soon and pick her up but if she stayed on this failing ship she would certainly perish. The stasis pod was the only choice and she jumped in, closed the hatch and filled it with the liquid that would put her into suspended animation. Moments later the small cylander would launch into the depths of space as the woman slept peacefully. <br><br>2463 - The intergalactic community declares war against earth and sends in its fleet to enslave all of humanity<br>2465 - The earth government is crushed under a military victory and the human race is sold off into slavery<br>2574 - Genetic degredation syndrome, an STD procurred through interspecies mating runs rampant throughout the human race<br>2650 - Despite attempts at finding a cure for GDS there is no progress made and cloning becomes inviable for producing anymore humans<br>2701 - The human race is declared extinct<br>2818 - Present day<br><br><br>
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				Post by: <strong>Machete</strong> on <strong>16-04-2011, 03:38:47</strong>
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				<em>Commander’s Log Stardate 495423.69 (Earth date: 2818 June 4 14:24) as dictated to Brevet-Captain (B-Capt) Churchill by Commander (Cmdr) Kramer:<br><br>I have heard stories, oh-so-horrible stories, about the near-half-millennium past war between the Intergalactic Community and humanity.&nbsp; Apparently, the genesis of the war came after Earth ships containing troops rather than explorers and a warp drive designed by a woman named Diane La Melle, whom I would have loved to meet, descended on my home planet of Yggdrasil just over a century before it occurred.&nbsp; Lucky for us Intergalactics, we were able the crush Earth within a year-and-a-half of the war’s start and enslave humanity shortly thereafter.&nbsp; However, the sexually-transmitted disease Genetic Degredation Syndrome (GDS) ran rampant through humanity within another century or so.&nbsp; After another century-and-a-half, humanity was declared extinct because of GDS.</em><br><br>“Stasis pod to port, Commander,” came a husky female voice.<br><br>Hearing this, Nyx looked at the acting Captain of the <em>YRS Lemieux</em>, B-Capt Churchill, and said, “Bring the ship down, Brevet-Captain,” despite the harsh weather outside.<br><br>“Commander, it is surely going to rain within the next ten or fifteen minutes.”<br><br>“I realize this, Churchill.&nbsp; However, it is our duty to rescue those marooned.&nbsp; Land the ship!”&nbsp; With that, the blonde demon woman began the <em>Lemieux</em>’s descent.&nbsp; “Med Corps on deck!”&nbsp; Within a few minutes, the entirety of the ship’s medical corps had reported to the main deck.<br><br>Just after the <em>Lemieux</em> landed, its medical corps disembarked without being commanded to do it.&nbsp; The rain B-Capt Churchill warned of started falling just as the corps reached Captain (Capt) La Melle’s stasis pod.&nbsp; They, quickly, brought the pod onto the ship led by Master Chief Hospitalman (MCH) Holmes, who had the corps stop and show the pod to Cmdr Kramer.<br><br>The Commander cleaned some of the build-up off the pod and read the name on the occupant’s left breast.&nbsp; “La Melle.&nbsp; I thought humanity was extinct.”&nbsp; She looked at MCH Holmes before she continued, “Corps, take great care of the pod and its contents because we don’t know whether Captain La Melle survived her crash landing and, providing she survived, if she has any broken bones.”&nbsp; MCH Holmes, then, rushed Capt La Melle’s stasis pod to the medical bay.<br><br>Several hours later and back at the base, Cmdr Kramer arrived in the med bay just as Capt La Melle was relocated from the stasis pod to the medical table.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The last human</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>16-04-2011, 10:46:41</strong>
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				The escape pod was over four hundred years old, state of the art in its day but in todays age the technology was about as obsolete as it got. So much so that no one could figure out how to open the casing without having to look it up in the interspecies technological database. When the casing finally opened it parted at the middle lifting up the bottom and top parts while the light blue fluid poured out over the floor. She laid there dressed in a full armored jumpsuit and as the stasis began to fade she found herself waking up. It was normal to be drowsy but there was something else going on, her senses seemed dulled and there was an odd taste in the back of her mouth...was it blood?<br><br>As her eyes opened she saw blurred appendages reaching out and touching her, her skin felt sore as if it had been vigorously scratched for several minute, perhaps worst of all was the disorienting feel surrounded by total strangers seemingly pawing at her. She tried to open her mouth and say something but she could only hear the sound of gargles and coughing as she shook off the temporary effects of the stasis. Her vision seemed the first thing to clear and upon seeing a clawed hand she felt a different emotion enter her mind. <br><br>Panic.<br><br>As the appendages took hold of her she tried to pull away, her motor skills dull and her body aching. She tried to open her mouth and say let go, back off, or something to that effect but again her voice wasnt there. They had her halfway out of the small metal tube before she realized she had to take the situation into her own hands, she had to escape. With one smooth motion she pulled the old plasma pistol from her hip holster and placed it against one of the nurses necks, the power cell within giving a loud whirring sound as it charged up and was ready to fire. Even in today's age the weapon could kill which gave everyone in the room pause. "Hands...off...me..." she managed to cough out. <br><br>With all eyes on her she slipped out of the capsule opposite of them, yet she still felt the effects causing her to fall right onto her back. She was still having trouble moving but as one of them took a step toward her she fired off a warning shot. "Stay...back!" she coughed out, turning over and pushing herself up yet she only got up to her hands and knee's before she started coughing again. This time the stasis fluid in her lungs splattered against the floor, mixed with blood. Diane knew what that ment, her lungs were nearly full of the stuff and she was lucky she woke up at all. She looked up at the crowd gathered and fell back on her butt, pushing away till she felt a firm wall at her back. Then she pulled out a small med kit from her left hip pouch, opened it up and jammed one of the needles into her neck. It would take a few minutes till the reactive medicine rendered the fluids in her lungs inert and for the first time she smiled, knowing she wasnt going to drown in stasis fluid. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The last human</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Machete</strong> on <strong>16-04-2011, 23:54:18</strong>
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				Commander Kramer smiled as she saw Captain La Melle stumble back to the medical bay’s wall after coming out of her stasis.&nbsp; “Captain La Melle, I am glad to see that you survived your crash landing in one piece.”&nbsp; She, then, picked up the intercom and called the Brevet-Captain to the dock.<br><br>Churchill, who thought she’d done something wrong, rushed to the med bay.&nbsp; “What did I do, Commander?”<br><br>“You didn’t do anything wrong, Colnel.&nbsp; However, that stasis pod we found belonged to this ship’s new Captain, La Melle-who is against the wall.”&nbsp; The midnight-haired woman looked at La Melle before she continued, “That’s right, Captain La Melle, you have been drafted into the Yggdrasil Defence Forces as the new captain of the <em>ICS Lemieux</em>.”&nbsp; The Commander, then, dismissed the Commander before turning back to La Melle.&nbsp; “Report to the medical table so this ship’s Medical Corps, led by Master Chief Hospitalman Holmes, can bring you back to full health.<br><br>The Master Chief Hospitalman approached the Captain flanked by Chief Hospitalman (CH) Duffy.&nbsp; “Captain, Chief Hospitalman Duffy and I will help you to the table if you wish.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: The last human</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>17-04-2011, 02:24:04</strong>
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				She was already starting to feel better as the medicine flowed through her body, it was getting easier to breath and her skin didnt feel like it was on fire anymore. She slowly made her way up to her feet, almost stumbling a few times as she felt like the entire world was swaying back and forth. When on her feet she breathed a sigh of releif as she felt like she could talk without coughing up a gallon of stasis fluid now "Drafted? Not a chance. Nostros treaty of 2443, Article 5: Military service of human beings. No human may be involentarily taken into military service for any species. Besides, Im not a military commander. Im a scientist."<br><br>As the two women started to flank he she moved away from them, keeping the pistol trained on one or the other as she put a table between her and them. To her it seemed like she had only been out a week or maybe a month at best, and her message had already gone out to warn her people. Now as they grew closer she felt paranoid as well, they knew and they wanted to shut her up. "Get back or the next shot wont be a warning! You think I dont know whats really going on? I've seen how you all lust after humans! I know its going to turn to war and Ive already made sure that we're going to survive! You might have me on your ship but I wont be your plaything!"
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				Post by: <strong>Machete</strong> on <strong>17-04-2011, 15:42:49</strong>
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				“Both of those are very true, Captain,” were Commander Kramer’s words as she nodded.&nbsp; “However-being the last Human, you should strongly consider joining the ICDF, if you want to live.”&nbsp; She, then, sent Hospitalman (HM) Cruz to fetch the woman she’d just demoted back to Colonel.<br><br>The Lemieux’s leading Hospitalmen recoiled as the shot landed near their feet.<br><br>“Drop the weapon,” came Kramer’s order as she shot at the Human’s weapon after each word just as Cruz returned with Churchill in tow.<br><br>“What’s going on, Commander?”<br><br>“For one-Churchill, you are promoted back to Brevet-Captain of the <em>Lemieux</em>.&nbsp; This is because, two, I forgot about Article Five of the Nostros Treaty 2443, which states that-in short-Humans cannot be forced into military service, in an effort to fill the captaincy of the ship.”&nbsp; The winged woman looked over to La Melle.&nbsp; “Le Melle, I am the <em>Lemieux</em>’s Commander, Kramer, and her Brevet-Captain, Churchill, is to my left.&nbsp; On top of that, almost every member of the ship’s crew is female.&nbsp; I assure you these women are only thinking of bringing you back to full health as well.”<br><br>MCH Holmes gathered herself.&nbsp; “La Melle, this ship is GDS-free.”<br><br>“Your life is in danger, if you refuse to join the ICDF, because a Ravnican ship, the <em>RPS Greyskull</em>, shot down another Yggdrasili rescue ship, the <em>YRS Columbia</em>, a few weeks ago.&nbsp; Thus, the Intergalactic Council is considering a motion to suspended the treaty you just cited and declare war on Ravnica and its allies,” stated the Commander.&nbsp; "If you remember the Nostros Treaty 2443, you must, surely, remember that the Ravnicans, who were allied with your kind, were among its eight signers."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The last human</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>18-04-2011, 02:38:25</strong>
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				What had they said? The last human? Her face showed one of shock and her head lowered slightly, bright red locks of hair falling low as she took a few steps away. Her free hand was feeling the back wall and she stopped when she came to one of the air vents and swiftly pulled the cover off, letting it clatter against the floor. "If you dont want to get hurt, dont come after me."<br><br>With that she chose escape, slipping into the vent and down into the darkness. She crawled through them as fast as she could, stopping at each opening to pay a look outside. She knew security was going to be after her but she couldnt get those words out of her mind. Part of her said it was all a lie, they were out to kill her and then lull her species into a false sense of security. Yet the logical side of her mind told her that she needed to find proof before any conclusions could be made. In either case, she needed a distraction. <br><br>Black vents only lit by a small flashlight mounted on her wrist computer eventually turned to circuitry lined corridors. Just over her head she could hear the sounds of footsteps walking along the metal plating. When they passed she released each seal and lifted it up just enough to peak out. The people had no idea she was there as they moved on to their jobs. With it seeming to be safe she slid the plating aside and went right to the the hallway terminal to bring up a map of the ship. First thing was first, she had to find the science lab. There was no better location to cause all sorts of mischief. 
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				Post by: <strong>Machete</strong> on <strong>18-04-2011, 17:19:39</strong>
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				Admiral (Adm) Bonaparte showed up just in time to see La Melle try to escape through the Lemieux’s vent.&nbsp; “Commander, the Nostros Treaty 2443 has been suspended.&nbsp; However, war has yet to be declared.”&nbsp; She, then, opened up the ship’s com system and repeated herself before adding, “Be on the look out for a red-haired woman using the vents to escape.”<br><br>As the Admiral was speaking on the com system, Hospitalman Watson rushed into the vent&nbsp; after La Melle.&nbsp; A few feet into the vent, the raven-haired doctor tried to end the chase early by firing a grappling line at the escapees feet.<br><br>In an attempt to cut La Melle off at the pass, Chief Petty Officer (CPO) Biggs entered the Brig’s floor vent.<br><br>Back in the medical day, everyone had gathered around the Admiral for their orders.&nbsp; “Holmes, you stay here with Duffy.”<br><br>“Affirmative, Admiral.”<br><br>The red-skinned woman looked at Cruz.&nbsp; “Cruz, you take the rest of the Med Corps and start searching the cafeteria for floor vents.&nbsp; If you find any, go in one person to a vent&nbsp; by length of tenure.&nbsp; Any of you that don’t get a vent, report back here.”<br><br>“Affirmative.”<br><br>The hazel-eyed woman concluded, “The Brevet-Captain, Commander, and I will wait in the bridge,” before the group split up.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The last human</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>19-04-2011, 04:04:07</strong>
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				When the holographic map appeared in front of her Diane&nbsp; grinned widely, this was the first step to getting off this ship and away from the aliens that were trying to kill her. Her fingers moved along the keyboard quickly and once a data transfer was ready she connected her wrist computer to it, copying the map for later use. <br><br>When the download was complete she left the terminal and made her way down the halls, following the map through corridors and changing to vents when she found security teams roaming them. She knew they were closing in and now she had to do something about security. <br><br>As she moved through the halls toward the science lab she stopped at a pair of them looking through the vents. One having her head buried in the darkness and the other standing guard. This was about as good as it got so she waited for an opening, the moment the guard looked away she moved in, stopping just behind them and pointing the pistol right at her head as she spoke plainly. "Move and I'll kill you. Just stand there and I walk away, no one gets hurt." <br><br>When the woman looked back she payed her a smile, noticing the other sliding out of the vent. She had no choice but to use the hostage as a shield for the moment. She stood there, tearing off the woman's communicator and bought it to her lips. "Attention crew of the Lemieux. My name is Diane La Melle. I am a scientist of the United Earth Alliance and your ship has recovered my escape pod. However when I woke from stasis your senior officers attempted to draft me into military service. Under our first contact treaty signed on Nostros in 2443, article 5: No human may be involentarily brought into military service by any species. Your senoir staff have violated our first contact treaty and as detailed, this is an aggressive act that could amount to open war between our species. I wish to leave this ship and go back to my people so you have two choices, get out of my way or face my wrath. I will not hesitate to shoot to kill or even destroy your ship if you get in my way. End transmission."<br><br>With her message delivered she tossed the communicator to the ground and took a step back. One of the security personel looked at her, whispering calmly "You dont understand. There isnt a human race anymore, they're all gone." <br><br>"Shut up!" she shouted while moving way down the hall, keeping the weapon trained on them. "Your senoir staff tried the same lie. I know you're all out to shut me up before the UEA catches on to you." As she stood there she wanted to fire on them both in some small way it was about revenge but she had to stay calm. "Just stay out of my way, I wont tell you again." With that she took off down the halls, once more ducking into the vents when she was out of sight. <br><br>As Diane crawled through the vents, aided by the holographic map she had downloaded earlier, the two security guards reported their findings in the encounter. 
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				Post by: <strong>Machete</strong> on <strong>22-04-2011, 20:06:15</strong>
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				The lower-ranking members of the Medical Corps arrived in the mess hall about two minutes later.&nbsp; Hospitalman McDavid discovered a vent and called Hospitalman Kirk over to it.&nbsp; After the vent cover was off the wall, the violet-skinned woman scrambled into that vent.<br><br>Just after Kirk scrambled into her vent, Cruz opened the other floor vent and called Numminen over ushering her into it.&nbsp; The grey-eyed woman, quickly, echoed her comrades actions scrambling into that vent.<br><br>A few minutes later, Cruz and McDavid spotted the mess’ remaining vent, a ceiling vent.&nbsp; Each woman shook her head and hurried back to the medical bay.&nbsp; They reported their findings to Duffy and Holmes, who-in turn-reported the findings to Bonaparte<br><br>Knowing La Melle had already re-entered to vents, Bonaparte decided to do nothing about the report.&nbsp; Before she could say anything, Warrant Officer (WO) Tyson said, “Awaiting orders, Admiral.”<br><br>“I can tell, Mister Tyson.&nbsp; However, your and Warrant Officer Randall’s orders are to, simply, return to your posts because the vents are as full as I want them with Numminen, Watson, McDavid, and, probably. Biggs pursuing the escapee.”<br><br>As the security team departed, Kramer got on the com system.&nbsp; “La Melle, I’m not sure if you can hear this, but we were not going to force you into the YDF without a suspended treaty.&nbsp; That means we were trying to gain your compliance.&nbsp; However, as you may have heard, the treaty has been suspended.&nbsp; Thus, we may now force you into service.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: The last human</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>24-04-2011, 13:55:15</strong>
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				<em>"Liar's."</em> she thought as the announcement came over the intercom. There was no way the UEA would let its treaty's be suspended so easily, humans may have been the youngest race to join the intergalactic community but they had substantial political pull and economic ties. Sometimes she wondered how the community functioned before her species took to the stars. However it was clear that something drastic had to happen to stop them and she wasnt about to back down now.<br><br>Switching from vent to long corridoes Diane made her way to the science labs without much incident. Few people knew what a human looked like anymore and it was even harder to find a small woman in the dozen's of blind turns. When she arrived she pulled open the access panel and tore out the circuitry all together, anyone would notice it but it would take a long time to rewire everything if they didnt have intimate knowlege of ship designs. In her case she had designed such things centuries ago, this kind of thing was child's play. <br><br>The twin doors opened easily and as she rushed they closed quickly behind her. She immediately took a visual headcount of the staff, of which there were only four women and then she lifted the pistol up, brandishing it as more a controlling device then a true weapon. "Up against the wall now!" she shouted while circling around the tables and equipment. The moment one of them took a step toward her she fired off a warning shot, scaring the deck plating just below her feet. "I said against the wall. Comply and I wont injure you." she said, again showing the confidence she had with all the others. So far she had threatened and fired warning shots but never injured or even killed one of their crew if any word got around they would know she was one to keep it. Once lined up she pushed a few chairs over to them and then sat down at the cheif directors terminal before she accessed the ships systems. <br><br>It took some time for her to crack through security systems through dummy programs to slow down administrators and staff monitoring the ships systems. One by one terminals all over the ship would lock up and refuse to take commands from senoir staff and it became clear that the Lemieux didnt have a simple intruder on board. A few minutes later she entered the engineering sub systems and began typing again, this time each terminal on the ship would display the same message: Engine systems overloaded. 30:00:00 to catastrophic radiation build up. Abandon Ship.<br><br>As one of the women saw the message come up she rushed forward toward Diane, only finding the pistol pointed in their face again. The distress was obvious to Diane and she breathed in slowly as the woman paused for fear of being shot. "It's not real. I activated your systems to read an overload in the hermes drive core you use. I designed them, even though you've made modifications they still have the same fundementals. I know how to disable them too...or in this case make it look like its overloaded when its really fine."<br><br>"So you're really <em>her</em>. You're the human engineer who changed space travel for all species over four hundred years ago. How are you still alive? " one of them asked. <br><br>Diane looked up again with shock on her face, eyes wide as she heard those words. What had she just said? The logical side of her mind kept nagging at her, telling her that she needed to confirm something instead of taking it on pure faith but part of her was also afraid, if one thing they said was true would it all be? "Quiet!" she shouted. This time she sat down at the terminal and accessed the interspecies information grid, it was like the internet across various species, planets, and even ships. She knew she could find the truth of the matter here. Images flashed across the screen showing the war, media reports of the brutality and what happened to her race afterwards, and worst of all the debilitating disease that wiped out her people. For a moment she felt tears in her eyes and she choked on her breath as she tried to hold a torrent of emotions back. She was right. Every prediction she made about the coming war, every observation about the races that lusted after humanity, and worst of all the outcomes of it all had turned out to be right. <br><br>She didnt say a word, instead she just lowered her head and hid her face from the hostages. Now she was truly lost...
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				Title: <strong>Re: The last human</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Machete</strong> on <strong>18-05-2011, 19:06:19</strong>
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				As La Melle disappeared around the corner to enter the corridors, a grappling line came dangerously close to each of her right ankle.&nbsp; Thankfully, for her, the woman who fired it was just a bit foo far away for it to reach her.&nbsp; Knowing the Human was in more danger in the halls, Hospitalman Kirk turned back dejectedly and headed for the cafeteria.<br><br>The alarm went off just as the medical bay filled back up.&nbsp; Hearing it, the three who’d been pursuing La Melle scrambled for the nearest exit along with Numminen.&nbsp; The same was true for ostensibly the rest of the enlisted and non-commissioned crew throughout the ship.<br><br>Unfazed by the alarm, Master Chief Warrant Officer (MCWO) Bachmann approached the console where La Melle sat.&nbsp; “Are you satisfied with your answers, Captain?”&nbsp; She, then, motioned one of the few warrant officers who hadn’t panicked, Warrant Officer Vicroy, to slowly make his way to La Melle’s right.&nbsp; “Don’t move a muscle, Captain.&nbsp; You’re under arrest.”
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