Sexy space pirates: Boarding & random stuff
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				Title: <strong>Sexy space pirates: Boarding &amp; random stuff</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>02-01-2010, 21:34:22</strong>
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				The ship had just arrived for Captain Ordret and it stood in dry dock getting a once over by the stations technicians. The ship, while having a few holes in it was in excellent condition for being a retrofitted cargo vessel. Already the messeges had been sent out to her potential crew mates which would be arriving by the end of the day. <br><br>Surprisingly one of them had already arrived at the viewing port. She was a lean little Varen, a race of cat girls found dozen's of light years away, with short blue hair and creamy white skin. At first glance one could tell that her tight leather clothes were revealing, showing every curve and muscle on her body, giving her a sexy and athletic look that rivaled most super models in beauty. her most notable features though were the pair of twin feline like ears at the top of her head and the swishing furred tail that swayed side to side as the same beat of her hips. <br><br>She walked up to the viewing port and set down a black leather bag, just looking outward at her new ship for several moments before she pulled out a datapad and began to type something on it.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Sexy space pirates: Boarding</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Paladin</strong> on <strong>02-01-2010, 21:51:28</strong>
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				The Tall Draconian walks up&nbsp; fully dressed in power armor that even coverd his wings. On his shoulder was a large dufflebag containing everything else he owned and his two Sabers were maglocked onto the backs og his gauntlets in special slots. His movement is quiet even with the power armor thanks to special noise dampining units built into the armor itself. He steps up next to the small cat woman and peers out at the ship. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Sexy space pirates: Boarding</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>02-01-2010, 23:14:19</strong>
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				Fietra was technically of human stock but with so much genetic engineering having gone into his creation, it was impossible to tell.&nbsp; &nbsp;He didn't even look up from the datapad that he was mulling over, his tail swishing back and forth absently in time with his steps.&nbsp; He'd been created for combat and that was what he was very best at.<br><br>Upon reaching the platform, he absently keyed in something.&nbsp; Upon recieving a growl to the negative, he looked over at the keypad with annoyance.&nbsp; &nbsp;He then tucked the datapad away somewhere in the folds of clothing then with care not to scratch the keypad, he entered a long series of numbers.&nbsp; Which prompted it to give a beep of acknowledgement.<br><br>Fietra hissed at the keypad, his feline ears going flat for that long.&nbsp; He then stepped into the boarding tub, retrieving his datapad from whereever he'd stashed it, with the intent of heading for the main bridge.
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				Post by: <strong>Paladin</strong> on <strong>02-01-2010, 23:25:15</strong>
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				He looks at the ship for a few more seconds then follows the other being into the ship after inputing his own personal password.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Sexy space pirates: Boarding</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shihong</strong> on <strong>03-01-2010, 00:14:39</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/rcburner/SpaceCombatShip.jpg)</div><br>Several dockworkers flinched as the air was pierced by a screeching noise they'd heard all too many times before.&nbsp; It was more the source of the noise than the noise itself, for one could hardly work long in a port without having to get used to the metallic cacophony of the daily comings and goings of countless ships and the grating heartbeat of machinery.&nbsp; It was the woman causing all the commotion that made them wary.&nbsp; A massive pillar of spiked metal, nearly as tall as a well-built man, scraped loudly against the floor, gouging it shamelessly and sending up the occasional flare of sparks.&nbsp; One end was gripped tightly in a hand bound in armor with a similar make as the weapon, all sharp angles and cruel designs.&nbsp; Her entire body was encased in it, and stood out against all the glossy white tech that so many other mercenaries seemed to favour these days.&nbsp; She looked to have stepped right out of some barbarian horde from a past nearly forgotten by time and history, and held herself appropriately.<br><br>Miss Aldritch stared keenly up at the remodeled cargo ship, the sensors in her helmet picking out key bits of information on its model (a Triton 1A series), build, armaments, and weaknesses.&nbsp; Particularly the weaknesses.&nbsp; It paid to be aware of the dangers one faced when one decided to join a crew, especially when the ship in question was not built for combat scenarios.&nbsp; It could surely hold enough treasure to ensure that one stayed fat and full for the rest of one's life, but the mercenary doubted its capabilities were it to be caught off guard by a heavily armed opponent.&nbsp; She grinned at the thought, and the pistons in her helmet pulled the tooth-filled mouthpiece into a similarly bestial smirk.&nbsp; It was the sort of challenge Aldritch craved.&nbsp; There was a good feeling about the ship.&nbsp; She sincerely hoped its Captain would fail to disappoint her.<br><br>She snapped her fingers together and whistled shrilly, causing a nearby team of workers to snap to attention and get to work.&nbsp; A far smaller vessel was being suspended overhead and stored into a smaller cargo bay in the side of the Triton, a bizarre ship unlike any other.&nbsp; Aldritch's pride and joy: the <em>Aboleth</em>.&nbsp; Built by her own two hands from schematics drawn up from dreams and nightmares, it was as versatile as it was fast and dangerous.&nbsp; It set her apart from other mercs, who seemed barely capable of doing much else besides firing a gun.&nbsp; Uniqueness was more the art of the bounty hunter, and she thoroughly enjoyed the comparisons.&nbsp; Even she wasn't entirely sure as to its full capabilities, but it had saved her skin more than once over the years.&nbsp; Now that she was on yet another crew it would be used to save the skins of others.&nbsp; If it came to a firefight, they'd need a proper dogfighter.&nbsp; That's what she was being paid for, and she'd damned well give the Captain her money's worth.<br><br>"Oi!" she yelled, caused all three men to jolt and look at her like they'd been addressed by the Devil himself.&nbsp; "Ye dent 'er even the slightest bit 'n I'll be stretchin' yer hides o'er her hull!&nbsp; Git 'er in there proper-like, eh?"<br><br>They hastily glanced away as the helmet twisted into another crocodile grin.&nbsp; Another little invention of hers.&nbsp; Some mercs went for the "Cold and Featureless Mask" look, but Aldritch always preferred expressiveness in everything she did.&nbsp; <br><br>Ensuring the care of the <em>Aboleth</em>, she marched on to the boarding ramp, swinging the mace up onto her shoulder and nearly taking off someone's head in the process.&nbsp; A flash of her card was enough to gain admittance.&nbsp; The lack of security detail was pitiful, but she supposed that was the reason she'd been hired in the first place.&nbsp; A discussion with the ship's engineer would be required if proper improvements were to be made.&nbsp; Hopefully it would be human.&nbsp; From the looks of it there were more <em>animals</em> on board than people.&nbsp; At least the Captain was human, by her reckoning.&nbsp; The last thing she needed was to be working on a zoo headed by another beast.<br><br>"Speakin' 'o which," she muttered, moving about the cramped hallways and inspecting every niche on her way towards the Bridge, "Where the fuck is the Captain?&nbsp; These days they don't even roll out the bloody red carpet fer a gal." <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Sexy space pirates: Boarding</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elven Sex Goddess</strong> on <strong>03-01-2010, 01:51:11</strong>
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				&nbsp;A commotion starts just beyond the dry dock area of the ship. Port authority security can be heard yelling 'stop thief'. As flashes of a red armored figure darts and leaps amongst the various walkways and scaffolding of the common area of the space port. The loud clang of footsteps pounding upon the metal ramps and stairs echoing and drawing the attention from those in the many dry docks connected to the port.<br><br>A couple of dry docks down. A lady of the planet's social elite status. Is making her way up the ramp. The woman is adorn in a blue metallic dress shimmering as she walked along. Disappearing from sight as she went behind some cargo that sat upon the ramp.<br><br>While the cry can be heard from the port security, 'where has she gone. We have lost her.' The figure that is the object of conjecture suddenly drops in on the ramp of the debutantes. Her outfit a sleek red skin tight red polyurdine cat suit. The latest in fashion straight from Earth itself, on the fashion runways of Paris.<br><br>The chaos of search continues for the thief. As port security guards fill the port in search of the red figure. A quartet of guards peek into the dry dock area of Triton 1A class ship. A petite figure pushes past the four. Whose eyes all riveted upon the figure. A elfin woman pushes past the guards. Adorn in a blue metalic dress that hangs down to her ankles. The sides are open, held together on each side by thin silver chains. That rest along the delightful curve of her hips. A staff is held in her right hand. A archaic rapier in sheath gently bounced hung against her right hip. To a thin golden chain belt that wrapped around her slender waist. Tucked into the golden belt is a pair of equally archaic flintlock pistols. Over her left shoulder is the strap of a small pack that rests behind her left shoulder. Her left hand holds the strap.&nbsp; &nbsp; As she moves past the four guards.&nbsp; &nbsp;Her hips move in a sensual teasing sway.&nbsp; The lower half of the dress lazily swishing back and forth with each roll of her hips.&nbsp; While the upper portion of the dress clings to her body in delightful naughty design.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;A soft musical quality to her voice as she addresses the guardsmen in polite passing.<br><br><strong><em>"Excuse me sirs."</em></strong><br><br>Suddenly the four are called away.&nbsp; &nbsp;As the thief has been found.&nbsp; &nbsp;As another quartet of guards looking into another dry dock area has found the thief.&nbsp; &nbsp;As the socialite stepped from behind the crates of supplies on the ramp.&nbsp; Admiring the catsuit she has just traded for moments before.&nbsp; &nbsp;She looks up with startled eyes.&nbsp; As port authority security comes in with guns drawn and yelling at her to get down with hands up.&nbsp; &nbsp; A sudden realization that she has been had.&nbsp; &nbsp;But the golden brown hair elfin woman is no longer in view.&nbsp; &nbsp;For that matter she had not noticed where the other had gone off too.&nbsp; She had been to busy admiring the skin tight polurdine catsuit that now fit her so deliciously tight.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>Seemingly obvious to what has been occuring beyond the dry dock, as well as the guards that ogled her.&nbsp; Jae Kwan would flash a smile to those heading up the ramp also, along with a wink.&nbsp; As she make herway up and onto the ship.&nbsp; &nbsp; Her silver blue eyes sparkling as if the cosmos itself was sparkling from within.&nbsp; &nbsp;As she give a flick of her head, to toss back her golden brown hair.&nbsp; She had not time to put on the head piece that is part of the outfit.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>To the trained military eye,&nbsp; the right flintlock pistol has been fired.&nbsp; The thin lisp of smoke still coming from the barrel.&nbsp; &nbsp;It seem to hang in the air.&nbsp; &nbsp;Easily missed, that is unless you had a trained eye for such detail.&nbsp; Which no doubt those boarding this ship had plenty of.&nbsp; <br><br>The sergeant major nursing his foot up.&nbsp; Having just had of all things a musket ball put into it.&nbsp; &nbsp; Grins as word reaches him that&nbsp; they have caught the hellion, and now have her in port custody.&nbsp; &nbsp;The stupid bitch had shot him in the foot when he had caught her cheating at cards.&nbsp; &nbsp; Thou if he had to think about.&nbsp; The shot aimed at his foot had been on purpose to keep him from chasing her.&nbsp; &nbsp;That count for something,&nbsp; but still a dam musket ball in his foot.&nbsp; &nbsp; He will have his fun later.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Sexy space pirates: Boarding</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ChaoticSky</strong> on <strong>03-01-2010, 05:32:30</strong>
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				Beyond the loading dock, just after the primitively armed woman had entered, the sound of sirens would wail in from outside, police cutters, passing by. It might be a pirate station... but some degree of order and law was required for the place to function, else the clientele would take their business elsewhere, to places where legitimately illicit business could be conducted free of fear over getting gunned down in a random shooting street-gang shooting or such. Though, a trained ear might pick out that there were quite a few of them, a half dozen at leased, maybe even more. Evidently someone had pissed the pirate lords off... or done something massively against the rules of conduct and were powerful enough to warrant such a response.<br><br>A few moments after the sirens faded into the distance, the security panel would crackle in a most unhealthy manner, then click from LOCKED to UNLOCKED, before flickering offline. The door would slowly wedge open, as a pair of suited, but feminine fingers worked their way in, then push the doer open. A moment later, a young, blue haired woman in a mostly white bodysuit would back in through the door, her attention entirely focused on the direction that the sirens had went. After shed squeezed herself in, she pushed the door shut and did something to the panel, causing it to turn back on and re-lock. Sighing and letting herself slump alittle in relief, she turned around and noticed the other people in the in the loading dock for the first time. she carried a backpack, and seemed unarmed, aside from the oddly designed pistol jutting up from her left side, under her shoulder.<br><br>She blushed as if embarrassed, and bowed hastily, speaking as she rose, a kind smile on her lips, “Pleasure to meet you all, I apologize for my intrusion. My name is Nell” her head tilted to one side, “So what are we doing?” she asked innocently. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Sexy space pirates: Boarding</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hayley</strong> on <strong>03-01-2010, 05:53:08</strong>
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				Toya walked casually along the docks, not paying attention to the sirens, shouts and chases - a slightly vacant look in her eyes and taking the occasional drag from a narcotic cigarette.&nbsp; She squinted at the name of each ship she came to before finding the one she wanted and doing a slow walk round it as far as she could.&nbsp; Triton 1A, port engine slightly newer than the right, starboardengine slightly more powerful.&nbsp; Was going to be a bitch to turn.&nbsp; Squatting down so she could see under the ship she looked at the manouvering jets.&nbsp; Totally out of alignment, hopefully the engineer knew his stuff.<br><br>She took a last long drag and threw the remains of the smoke to one side.&nbsp; Holding the smoke for a bit she let it out in one long breath and headed up ramp to the main door.&nbsp; Banging on it loudly she shouted<br><br>"You guys aren't going nowhere without a pilot.&nbsp; Might as well let me in."
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				Post by: <strong>Shihong</strong> on <strong>03-01-2010, 07:20:51</strong>
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				Aldritch must have gotten turned around at some point, because it wasn't long until she found herself nearly back at the entrance to the ship.&nbsp; For such a large vessel it appeared that the Captain was dead set on maintaining a skeleton crew.&nbsp; Each Captain had their own "Golden Number".&nbsp; Too many and you'd have an army that would attract unnecessary attention from various military organizations.&nbsp; Too few and you'd never be anything but a smalltime thief.&nbsp; The woman in question had purportedly been on enough ships to get a feel for her own preferences.&nbsp; As for Aldritch, she enjoyed a smaller presence.&nbsp; At least enough to fill a good sized table with drinking buddies.&nbsp; She'd had more than enough of faceless crowds.<br><br>A sudden pounding on the hull snapped her back to attention.&nbsp; The pilot, if the yelling was any indication.&nbsp; Why she didn't have a key was anyone's guess.&nbsp; Aldritch rolled her shoulders and secured her helmet in place over her hair before lumbering over and pounding a fist against the interior side of the door.&nbsp; Apparently the force was enough to set something off, because it quickly slid open at her touch.<br><br>The woman on the other side of it was certainly an interesting specimen.&nbsp; All perfect auburn locks and seductive curves.&nbsp; Far from the sort of jumpsuit jocky one expected of the wheelman.&nbsp; Or, wheelwoman.&nbsp; She smirked, her helmet appearing to twist into a massive Cheshire sneer.<br><br>"Oi, dun git yer knickers in a twist, eh?&nbsp; Seems like this operation be off ta a shaky start."&nbsp; She chuckled, thumping her mace back against the wall and waving Toya in after her.&nbsp; "Name's Aldritch.&nbsp; Hired Merc.&nbsp; Y'see the Cap'n yet?&nbsp; Methinks I should 'ave some words wit 'er."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Sexy space pirates: Boarding</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vandren</strong> on <strong>04-01-2010, 03:25:26</strong>
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				Torven had been on station for a while.&nbsp; Weeks in fact.&nbsp; Longer than he really liked to stick around.&nbsp; But, when a rival'd pretty much fragged your last ship and there'd only been a couple survivors, who'd split afterwards . . . beggars, choosers, and all that rot.&nbsp; Still, he'd managed to spin his credits out a bit longer by doing odd jobs.&nbsp; There were always people on stations looking to work around the law.&nbsp; So he'd been getting in a lot of practice at tweaking weapons.<br><br>Unlike most of the others already at the dock, he didn't really stand out much.&nbsp; Sure, his looks would get at least a second glance in most station bars, but he didn't go for the flash the many of the others seemed to.&nbsp; No, Torven simply looked like an average guy with a duffel, a pair of sunglasses (maybe a bit odd on station), and pseudo-leathers.&nbsp; And both practice and live steel shortswords and tanto slid into his belt.&nbsp; In fact, there was more serious ordinance stowed in his duffel, plus a virtually undetectable needle gun in easy reach.<br><br>On the HUD glasses, the engineer accessed the messages from his potential new captain as he walked.&nbsp; He'd spent years working on the double vision necessary to do this without stumbling.&nbsp; When he found the proper berth, Torven used his comm implant to switch on the glasses' thermograph and anti-glare features as he looked over the other candidates quietly from just inside the room.&nbsp; Despite being known for some . . . impetuosity, he did like to get a bead on who he was dealing with in these situations.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Sexy space pirates: Boarding</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>04-01-2010, 03:37:09</strong>
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				After several minutes the vents open and the room fills with atmosphere. It takes two or three minutes but eventually the door of the viewing port and into the hangar unlocks and the atmosphere reader shows green, showing it is safe to enter. A moment later the dockworkers remove the majority of their environmental equipment and get to work on the ship, refueling it and fixing any mechanical problems that had presented them in the report.<br><br>Tyla took a moment to write a few more things on the datapad before grabbing her bag and taking a look over the group that had gathered. Likely they had come for the same reason she did, the email from the Captain of this vessel and the promise of money and excitement throughout the stars. She got up, knowing her job as the First mate was already assured and looked over each one. "Hello everyone, my name is Tyla and if you're serving on this ship Im the one who's going to keep you in one piece as well as your first mate. Could everyone please present their information that the captain sent you as well as introduce yourselves to the group"
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				Post by: <strong>Shihong</strong> on <strong>04-01-2010, 03:52:22</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/rcburner/WarriorWomanwithMace2-1.jpg)</div><br>Aldritch glanced over at Tyla and just barely managed to contain a wholly unpleasant look.&nbsp; Not that it would have been seen behind the mask anyway, but the resulting mechanical grin would have been enough to set most people ill at ease.&nbsp; With a short grunt she twisted the barbaric helmet and slid it back so she could shake her dusty white hair free of any condensed moisture and readjust her eyepatch.&nbsp; Her fingers curled back about the handle of her massive weapon and swung it back onto her shoulder, again likely nearly lopping off someone's head in the process.<br><br>"Aldritch the Cudgel, as if that tweren't obvious," she announced blithely, flicking a holographic identification card from her wrist and presenting it to the feline First Mate.&nbsp; "Though if me job description be any indication, I'm thinkin' it'll be <em>me</em> that keeps ye all in one piece.&nbsp; Such were the agreement I settled fer."<br><br>Her good eye flickered briefly to the others as she shot them a wolfish grin.&nbsp; Still a bit too many animals for her tastes, but the fellow with the shades seemed human enough to deal with.&nbsp; As were several of the women, much to her pleasure.&nbsp; Most of them even looked well enough to fight.&nbsp; That suited her well enough.&nbsp; She was being paid the big bucks to guard bodies, not babysit some runts.&nbsp; So long as they didn't get in the way there was some real potential lurking in this crew.<br><br>
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				Post by: <strong>ShamshielDF</strong> on <strong>04-01-2010, 04:05:17</strong>
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				<strong>Salisa Ordret</strong><br><br>A woman starts her way down the ramp to the boarding space, looking over a datapad with her one good eye.&nbsp; It seems that most of those in the station have learned to stay out of her way without her having to say a word to them.&nbsp; Hips roll gently as she walks, soft and seductively, her movements somewhere between predatory grace and sensual sway.&nbsp; As she enters the boarding room she stops, toggles the pad off and glances around the room silently.&nbsp; "I see we're still missing a few..."<br><br>She strides purposefully across the waiting space to the boarding ramp, stopping at the edge before turning around, standing at what most would identify as a military parade rest, or, at least, a slightly relaxed version thererof.&nbsp; "Whom is accounted for and who are we still missing, Tyla?"&nbsp; Her gaze moves to Aldritch silently, meeting her, eye to eye for a long moment.&nbsp; "I do hope we aren't going to have any...problems, are we, Pepper?"&nbsp; The captain smiles a bit, the sort of smile given by one predator to another, though the smile never comes near her eye.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Sexy space pirates: Boarding</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>04-01-2010, 04:20:48</strong>
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				Fietra let himself meander through the ship, doing a rountine security check.&nbsp; &nbsp;He'd used the security override on the controls to let himself into the ship.&nbsp; &nbsp;Quite naturally, he'd wanted to go first to ensure the safety of the captain and crew.&nbsp; Given that he'd been doing this for over a quarter of a century, he'd long since learned where things were usually hidden.&nbsp; Nor had he been surprised that the boarding operations officer had followed him inside.&nbsp; It'd been hard to miss, given the amount of noise that the man made to his feline ears.<br><br>Eventually, he walked into the bridge.&nbsp; &nbsp;With his tail still swinging in time to his steps, he settled into his new chair (complete with an opening for his tail to settle through) and pulled up the main computer.&nbsp; &nbsp;After running a few standard checks, and finding everything to his satisfaction, he pulled a communicator out from under his clothing and dialed up the captain's personal code.<br><br>"Ship is clear, captain."&nbsp; &nbsp;He spoke into the communicator without waiting for a verbal acknowledgment.&nbsp; "Everything is green."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Sexy space pirates: Boarding</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>04-01-2010, 04:25:42</strong>
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				Tyla's look would tell Pepper that she was not amused by the comment, nor particularly impressed by her demeanor. She knew the type and had no doubt that she would be stitching up the tough as nails mercenary in time. Mercenaries were more or less the same, most were mostly talk and overestimate themselves all the time, forcing her to work more and the other group were the ones who could handle it all but often seemed apart from the rest of the crew.<br><br>The beautiful woman reaches back to push away a few errants of hair as she puts her datapad away into her luggage and then takes a few steps toward the captain, her tail twitching back and forth along with the sway of her hips. "According to your mail, were missing your current crew and a couple more crew members. Judging by the pictures of our personnel everyone else on the roster you sent me is present and I was just starting to confirm identities. Refueling and loading the ships cargo shouldn't take more then six hours by the dockworkers estimation so we should be able to set out pretty soon if you want."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Sexy space pirates: Boarding</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Myrleena</strong> on <strong>04-01-2010, 04:36:14</strong>
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				<strong>Vaneera Andyr</strong><br><br>*The whirring of an over-strained cargo lift comes from one of the corridors from deeper in the station.&nbsp; After a few moments, a tall, attractive woman comes around the corner in a tight-fitting armored suit with severer cybernetic attachments near the hands.&nbsp; She has deep auburn hair and green eyes, and is towing behind her a heavily laden antigrav cargo lift.&nbsp; Very heavily laden, by the look of the sparks shooting off some of the components.*<br><br>I look up at the gathering in the bay and swear under my breath.&nbsp; I'd meant to show up late, but not <em>after</em> the Captain.&nbsp; I swear again and then step forward, smiling hesitantly and speaking brightly, while hoping that she wouldn't be <em>too</em> upset. "Sorry, Captain!&nbsp; Harold just got in the last couple of things that I needed!&nbsp; Um...I'm not too late, am I?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Sexy space pirates: Boarding</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shihong</strong> on <strong>04-01-2010, 04:53:13</strong>
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				Aldritch's lips curled just a bit too far at the sight of Salisa, though there was no malicious intent to be found in her gaze.&nbsp; She afforded the woman the same amount of respect that she expected to be given.&nbsp; If the Captain had wanted just any old merc she wouldn't have gone straight for someone like Pepper.&nbsp; Her salary was high for a reason: one earned one's payroll just as one earned a reputation.&nbsp; Anyone willing to pay for her services had earned the right to be spared any insults or belittling.&nbsp; That, and Miss Ordret had a bit of a growing reputation herself.&nbsp; They'd soon have to recount them over a few drinks, of that she would insist.<br><br>"Iffin' ye dun mind, Cap'n, I prefer Aldritch.&nbsp; Or Cudgel.&nbsp; Or That Bitch In The Tin Can," she added, flashing her teeth again.&nbsp; "'N I dun plan ta be makin' problems.&nbsp; I'm here ta quell 'em.&nbsp; S'long as none of yer crew go out of their way to <em>make</em> me a problem, I think this be the start 'o a lucrative relationship."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Sexy space pirates: Boarding</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elven Sex Goddess</strong> on <strong>04-01-2010, 07:03:37</strong>
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				&nbsp;The petite elfin woman would sweep a lazy look over upon the others. Her silver blue orbs pausing on each of the others for a few moments in passing. While the others spoken back and forth. Which lent a sort of chaotic disposition to the scene. An amused smile spreads across her face.<br><br>A glance is given out of the dry dock area. As the sirens are heard. A moment wonder if they are for her or the other that came in behind her. For now leaving things alone. Her ruse to elude the port security was good. Drawing back her attention again to the rest. She would pick a spot to introduce herself to the others. As she pulled out the required paperwork and identification.<br><br><strong><em>"I am Jae Kwan your pathfinder or what you call a navigator."</em></strong><br><br>While she introduced herself. For fun she would roll her eyes to the white of them. As if she has gone into a trance, a second sight. Maintaining that pose for a few seconds.&nbsp; &nbsp; Her irises and pupils would roll back into place.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Sexy space pirates: Boarding</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ReijiTabibito</strong> on <strong>04-01-2010, 07:59:22</strong>
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				Akari hurried down the promenade towards the Captain and their new ship.&nbsp; She'd taken a bit longer in finding new pieces to fiddle with for both the ship and her own devices.&nbsp; But, soon enough, she found the ship, double checked its visual profile with the picture she had, and boarded, looking for the crew, old and new.&nbsp; Upon finding them, she made her ears stand straight up, and saluted Captain Ordret with a two-fingered, right-hand gesture.<br><br>"Ranking Comm Officer Akari Akiyama reporting, ma'am!&nbsp; I'll get started on the array as soon as we're done here!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Sexy space pirates: Boarding</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jadeling</strong> on <strong>04-01-2010, 12:23:05</strong>
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				<strong>Kerrig Delt</strong><br><br>It wasn't a good day, or night, or period of time or whatever the hell you measured time in on a artificial metal satellite thing orbiting a gods-know-what permanent nuclear chain reaction somewhere in deep space. Kerrig was hungry, but he dared not to leave the cargo hold where he was currently hiding. Too many idiots, somewhere in the station proper; now that he had been careless enough to have been spotted by a security camera, he knew he couldn't hold out for much longer at the station. Damnit. And he had had such a sweet gig going, too. Well, no matter; he was on another ship, another place, bound for somewhere knew he could slip out and be gone before anybody on the ship even realised they had an uninvited passenger. With any luck, anyway.<br><br>He'd slipped past the dock crew like a ghost in the night, hacked his way past the security cameras, and had created what was basically a little command room in the bowels of the cargo bay. Now he hunkered there, eyes gleaming in the dim light and the reflection of the monitors, trying to get a good view on who his unknowing travelling companions would be. Two dangerous-looking persons, encased entirely in armour, one hurling a torrent of abuse at some dockworkers and the other standing still and silent, as if awaiting further instructions. A red-haired woman, no, two; one dressed in a strange outfit, the other in more practical standard leather; one bunny-girl (or something, Ker had never figured out the names of half the life forms he'd run into on this station alone) and, great. Two cat-people, just like him. One girl, she didn't look like much; blue-haired, athletic, but Ker thought that even he could handle her in a fight, if it came down to it. The other... even through the monitors he could tell he exuded a sense of danger, wariness. He'd have to keep an eye on him if he didn't want to be found.<br><br>The others weren't nearly as interesting. The captain, apparently (for all the others were deferring to her), had an eyepatch and swagger, and looked like a real olden-days pirate, back when the seas weren't nearly as limitless and the threat of scurvy far more apparent. Another nicely shaped woman carrying a bunch of random things - odd how many of them were in one place, what were the chances? - and one spikey-haired tough looking man who Ker filed away as 'avoid'. Well, it would be an interesting voyage to watch, no doubt.<br><br>Ker frowned, and pulled up another picture of the ship's blueprints. How was he going to reliably get food, with all these weirdos wandering around?
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				Title: <strong>Re: Sexy space pirates: Boarding</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Paladin</strong> on <strong>04-01-2010, 17:13:04</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=56996.msg2604527#msg2604527">Quote from: Hunter on 04-01-2010, 04:20:48</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Fietra let himself meander through the ship, doing a rountine security check.&nbsp; &nbsp;He'd used the security override on the controls to let himself into the ship.&nbsp; &nbsp;Quite naturally, he'd wanted to go first to ensure the safety of the captain and crew.&nbsp; Given that he'd been doing this for over a quarter of a century, he'd long since learned where things were usually hidden.&nbsp; Nor had he been surprised that the boarding operations officer had followed him inside.&nbsp; It'd been hard to miss, given the amount of noise that the man made to his feline ears.<br><br>Eventually, he walked into the bridge.&nbsp; &nbsp;With his tail still swinging in time to his steps, he settled into his new chair (complete with an opening for his tail to settle through) and pulled up the main computer.&nbsp; &nbsp;After running a few standard checks, and finding everything to his satisfaction, he pulled a communicator out from under his clothing and dialed up the captain's personal code.<br><br>"Ship is clear, captain."&nbsp; &nbsp;He spoke into the communicator without waiting for a verbal acknowledgment.&nbsp; "Everything is green."<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>"Ships Clear in My end as well Captain. Armory is locked and secured." The large Draconnian says into his comm as he nods to Fietra. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Sexy space pirates: Boarding</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hayley</strong> on <strong>05-01-2010, 02:40:58</strong>
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				Toya gave a sarcastic salute to the first mate and rummaged through the pockets of her jumpsuit for some ID.<br><br><strong>"Toya.&nbsp; Reckon I'll be your pilot. Just remembered I lost my ID bluffing on an ace high, so you see anyone running around claiming to be me, that'll be that lass that won it off me.&nbsp; &nbsp;Surely you got my ID scan in your datapad though?"</strong><br><br>She looked the other crew members up and down, eyes still glassy.<br><br><strong>"Hey Aldritch.&nbsp; Hey others.&nbsp; Let me guess then.&nbsp; Brand new ship for all of us?" </strong>&nbsp; Toya took another narcotic smoke from her pocket, took a drag with it between her thumb and index finger then offered it to Aldritch.&nbsp; <strong>"Figure its as good a way as any for getting to know each other.&nbsp; We got an engineer on board?"</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Sexy space pirates: Boarding</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shihong</strong> on <strong>05-01-2010, 02:57:09</strong>
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				Aldritch took it gladly between two heavily armored fingers and nodded her thanks before taking a long drag off it.&nbsp; She seemed to roll the smoke around in her mouth for a second before blowing it out both nostrils like a torrent of steam from an engine.&nbsp; Apparently satisfied she lowered it slightly from her lips and grinned.<br><br>"Quality.&nbsp; Hope yer inta cigars; got mer brands than stars in the Void.&nbsp; M'reckonin' some 'o us already know each other from past scores, unless I'm misreadin' some 'o the familiarity passin' back 'n ferth.&nbsp; As fer me, I'm <em>always</em> new."<br><br>She glanced back to the Captain and cocked her head towards the ship.&nbsp; "So, we gittin' off soon?&nbsp; I love shootin' the shit as much as the next gal, but all this standin' around makes me itch somethin' fierce."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Sexy space pirates: Boarding</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>05-01-2010, 03:04:26</strong>
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				She looked over at the mercenary once again as he fine lips parted to speak and her tail swished back and forth, cutting through the air. "I'll need everyone to report to the infirmary before we take off. I need to do full body examinations, DNA scans, and I have to take some blood samples. The whole process takes about half an hour, longer if I find something wrong with you. So when the captain says so you'll need to get your stations ready, no one should get too comfortable."<br><br>Toya's situation didnt seem to bother her either, she could check out the womans identity when she did the examination on her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Sexy space pirates: Boarding</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ReijiTabibito</strong> on <strong>05-01-2010, 03:07:42</strong>
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				At the mention of a lost ID, and the name Toya, Akari's ears perked up.&nbsp; She rooted through the bag she was carrying, until she found something.<br><br>"Uh, Miss Toya, ma'am?&nbsp; Is this your ID?"&nbsp; She extended something in her right hand.&nbsp; "I bumped into a woman earlier, and she dropped it, but she took off before I could try and stop her..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Sexy space pirates: Boarding</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shihong</strong> on <strong>05-01-2010, 03:17:02</strong>
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				The expression given to Tyla was likely supposed to be one of amusement, but Aldritch's smile had a habit of looking uncomfortably bestial no matter what emotion she was attempting to convey.&nbsp; <br><br>"Well I sincerely hope ye have a grand 'ole time fondlin' the other members 'o the crew, but I'll tell ye the same thing I tell all me employers; ye'll pry me out 'o this armor 'n subject me ta all the scans yer doctorin' heart desires when I'm good 'n dead.&nbsp; Though yer welcome ta lose a few fingers tryin'," she added jokingly, sticking the cigarette back in her mouth and angling it to one side.&nbsp; "Part 'o my package.&nbsp; I protect yer hides, ye stay well away from mine.&nbsp; Iffin' yer wantin' medical information, ye kin give this a look over, eh?"<br><br>Aldritch flicked a small data module Tyla's way from some unseen compartment in her wrist.&nbsp; "That should be enough scans 'n documentation ta git yer panties wet enough, eh?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Sexy space pirates: Boarding</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>05-01-2010, 03:39:24</strong>
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				She took the datapad and looked over the information, tapping the screen several times before shaking her head side to side slowly. The data was not as detailed as her scans would be and a few of the entries were old. "I still need a blood sample. If you get shot and have to have a lung or other major organ replaced an artificial one can still be rejected. With a blood sample and DNA scans I can grow you a new organ over the course of a week which has no chance of rejection since its made up from your bodies materials...do you really want to risk death over a few seconds without your armor on?"<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Sexy space pirates: Boarding</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shihong</strong> on <strong>05-01-2010, 03:57:14</strong>
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				If the grin hadn't been intentionally wild before, it certainly was <em>now.</em>&nbsp; In fact, it seemed more than a little unnatural that <em>anyone</em> could smile so widely, and twisted her face into one of exaggerated lunacy that was clearly normally reserved for moments with far more gunfire and far less casual conversation; it was the sort of look one would expect some beast to give its prey before biting their head off.<br><br>"Lass, I've been riskin' me own hide fer decades.&nbsp; Iffin' I be stupid enough ta git a hole blown in me, then I ruddy well deserve the consequences.&nbsp; 'N iffin' I <em>do</em> git shot, then yer Cap'n here won't be gittin' her money's worth.&nbsp; I consider it a professional courtesy ta me employers ta keep all me organs in their proper places so I kin do the same fer theirs."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Sexy space pirates: Boarding</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wildstar</strong> on <strong>05-01-2010, 04:23:33</strong>
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				<strong>Sho Akagi</strong><br><br>A young man in a ragged old cloak came down the turbo lift to the ship dock. he looked over at the ship he had been looking for. he wondered if anyone else was outside the ship yet. he noticed the small group near the ship. he guessed it had to be other wishing to join. <br><br>Sho walked up to the group. having see the comotion eariler with the lady and the dock guards. that was cute. shooting a guy in the foot. another was a Dragcian. he raised an eyebrow as he had heard of those warriors. mean creatures. the others were fine ladies. even the one who called herself Jae Kwan. one other he hadn't expected. Aldritch the Cudgel now she was a terror. he heard of her alright no one could forget her spiked club.&nbsp; that is what he saw it as. she was definately not one to mess with. those that did met a sad dead. but for SHo...<br><br>"who is the Captain of this ship?" he asked loudly keeping a fair distance from the group. "I heard there were openings here."&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: Sexy space pirates: Boarding</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vandren</strong> on <strong>05-01-2010, 06:28:35</strong>
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				Overlooked, as he often preferred with a new crew, Torven came up last, after wincing at the captain's misuse of 'whom' and handed over an ID, one of three he owned.&nbsp; "Torven Kar," he said for Toya, adding, "Engineer, mechanic, armourer, and all around fix-it guy" for the rest.&nbsp; In the process, he recorded thermograph and rad (energy) scans of any gear he looked at through his eyepiece.&nbsp; After all, he thought, I'll probably end up having to fix most of it eventually.&nbsp; For the meantime, he felt a bit naked, not having most of his gear unpacked and on his person due to station regs.<br><br>"Any chance we can board soon?"<br><br>Truth be told, he was also rather interested in the ship's equipage.&nbsp; Not so much as some technogeek engineers, he did actually have a life outside the mechanical room, but still . . .&nbsp; Standard factory FTL, STL, arms, and armor on this thing, he knew.&nbsp; And assumed nothing standard was left, or left unaugmented.&nbsp; If there was anything of that sort, it wouldn't be so for long.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Sexy space pirates: Boarding</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shihong</strong> on <strong>05-01-2010, 06:51:33</strong>
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				Aldritch tilted her head towards Torven and sucked the last bit of nicotine out of her cigarette before flicking the ashes to the floor.&nbsp; Thankfully it wasn't uncommon for engineers out in the Void to be far from the pasty-faced intellectuals you'd expect from more civilized areas of the galaxy.&nbsp; The guy was built sturdily and seemed all too eager to flaunt it, if his attire was any indication.&nbsp; He looked to be the sort of man she preferred to talk to, muscled but not all meat.<br><br>"Engineer, aye?&nbsp; That's a pleasant surprise," she said with audible relief, her crazy grin subsiding to a somewhat more inviting one.&nbsp; "I suspect we'll be havin' some words, ye 'n I.&nbsp; With a retrofit job like this one there are bound ta be a few holes in its security.&nbsp; Iffin' yer up ta it I'd like ta beef things up a bit in key areas.&nbsp; Providin' we got the supplies 'n ye have the tools."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Sexy space pirates: Boarding</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ShamshielDF</strong> on <strong>05-01-2010, 07:44:07</strong>
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				<strong>Salisa Ordret</strong><br><br>"We'll be getting on board here in just a minute...I just wanted to make certain everyone that was carrying over and all our new people are here.&nbsp; One or two are straightening out the gear on the ship and making sure we have air in the places that should and vacuum where there should be nothin'."<br><br>Her single eye wanders over the rough assembly for a moment, pondering a moment.&nbsp; "My ship is like any fine woman of class.&nbsp; Treat her nice, show her a good time and she'll keep you fat and happy.&nbsp; Treat her wrong and she'll leave you in the cold, and I'll tell you now, it's a <em>long</em> walk back here from anywhere in the black."<br><br>She ponders another moment, gaze flicking between several individuals, "I know many of you have a past that you don't want to share.&nbsp; I can appreciate that.&nbsp; Some of you are...different, and don't want everyone to know how or why.&nbsp; I can appreciate that, too.&nbsp; I'll also be blunt.&nbsp; You're welcome to contest the doc's exams and refuse if you like.&nbsp; Iffen you do, I'm not going to hold doc responsible for your care.&nbsp; I find one of you has some horrible disease and you brought it on my ship, we'll find out if you're stubborn enough to breathe vacuum as well.&nbsp; I will also ask the doc to...refrain from any tissue samples from any that don't want it.&nbsp; This isn't a big ship.&nbsp; As sure as I know a sailor that fights is a sailor that fucks, Pepper excluded of course, there will also be plenty of chances for 'accidental' samples to happen.&nbsp; You also know that doc is as much a pirate as any of the rest of us."&nbsp; She smiles a bit, "and if you can't trust another pirate, who can you trust?"<br><br>With that, she opens the boarding tube.&nbsp; "You know the drill...quarters separated male, female, other and <em>me</em>.&nbsp; Get settled into your quarters, I figure doc'll page everyone as their turn comes up.&nbsp; We aren't casting off for a bit, still."&nbsp; She smiles oddly, "waiting for permits and all that to clear...have to have our licensing showing we're just an honest merchie out in the black.&nbsp; An honest, well armed merchie.&nbsp; Once you have your quarters situated, find your stations, familiarize yourself, get to know it, customize and <em>decorate</em> the damned thing, if that's your style.&nbsp; You're going to be earning your keep there, get comfortable."<br><br>She looks to the back, looking at Sho, "I'm the captain...if your looking for work, look elsewhere.&nbsp; If you're on my crew, I already know and you'd have been contacted."&nbsp; She jerks a thumb to the doctor, "talk to her, see if you're on the list."<br><br>She nods once and starts her way down the tube to the ship, her gear already safely stowed away during the overhaul.&nbsp; Where else was she going to stay?&nbsp; Like hell she was letting yard dogs tear into her ship without her around!
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				Title: <strong>Re: Sexy space pirates: Boarding</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Myrleena</strong> on <strong>05-01-2010, 07:56:28</strong>
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				<strong>Vaneera Andyr</strong><br><br>I swear again under my breath at the chaos, though I give the head engineer a look as he identifies himself.&nbsp; So that was who I was going to be working with...and then my attention abruptly turns to the doctor.&nbsp; Full body examinations?&nbsp; <em>DNA</em> scans?!&nbsp; Oh <em>hell</em> no, with things like that on record, even on a pirate ship, who knew how it would get back to Voidcorp?&nbsp; But I was certain that it would.&nbsp; My heartrate is going into high gear when the Captain begins speaking.&nbsp; I nod and start to relax as she speaks, knowing that she, at least was reasonable.&nbsp; When she gets to the doctor, though...ouch.&nbsp; That could tickle, but I'd just have to be careful, and see if there were any other nifty drugs in my file that I could dig out...<br><br>After a moment, I nod, speaking in response to her words respectfully. "Very well, Captain."<br><br>Turning to the doctor, I speak directly. "I'm Vaneera Andyr, Assistant Engineer from the previous crew, and I am not willing to submit to your scans, so I doubt we'll be seeing too much of each other.&nbsp; I hope this doesn't cause problems."<br><br>I look back at the cargo lift with some worry, and then add. "But, if you'll excuse me, I need to go before the antigrav on the lift gives out.&nbsp; I really shouldn't have picked up those last mass driver components..."<br><br>I start hauling it toward the loading deck, hoping that the head engineer would stay away for long enough for me to get my <em>personal</em> equipment out of the mess on the lift.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Sexy space pirates: Boarding</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Paladin</strong> on <strong>05-01-2010, 08:24:09</strong>
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				Being inside the ship Ryudo didn't hear any of this but it didn't matter. He was doing his job and that was all that counted, although he did take a moment to pick out his quarters once he was done before he went to stand at attention at the inside of the hatch to salut the captain when she came onboard. When the hatch opens He snaps to attention. "Welcome aboard Ma'am. Armory is secure and ship is inspected. She's clean." The armor he wore adjusted his voice lower and made it slightly gravelly to mask the human sound of his voice and make me more like a full draconian males voice.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Sexy space pirates: Boarding</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elven Sex Goddess</strong> on <strong>05-01-2010, 08:31:46</strong>
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				Keeping whatever thoughts she has to herself.&nbsp; Jae would begin to head on into the ship.&nbsp; &nbsp;That is unless she is stopped.&nbsp; &nbsp;Not really likely most seem to be wrapped up with their own personal&nbsp; little dramas at the moment.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Besides she wanted to get a look.&nbsp; It be home for a good bit.&nbsp; &nbsp; <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Sexy space pirates: Boarding</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>05-01-2010, 09:11:25</strong>
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				Fietra didn't so much as twitch from his position on the bridge.&nbsp; He remained (and would remain) exactly where he was until the captain arrived on the bridge and properly took command of the vessel.&nbsp; &nbsp;Though he did keep one ear and eye on the repeaters that let him track movement about the ship.&nbsp; He had an uneasy feeling that he was missing something but couldn't lay his paw on it.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Sexy space pirates: Boarding</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jadeling</strong> on <strong>05-01-2010, 10:08:44</strong>
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				<strong>Ker Derrig</strong><br><br>Looks like the inpromptu tea party outside was breaking up, and people - well, sentient beings, anyway - were starting to head inside. Ker shifted uneasily in his makeshift 'room'. The chances of being detected were rising, slowly but steadily, but so long as he wasn't found until they were safely out of the station, he'd be safe. Well, safer. He wouldn't put it above the scowling, tough-looking captain to throw him out the airlock once they were between worlds, but he'd take uncertain death over certain death any day.<br><br>Frowning, he pulled up another schematic, this time of the crew quarters, and tripled checked them thoroughly. Camera coverage from the in-ship surveillance system was pretty good, he had to admit, but there were just a couple of blind spots where the camera's didn't see. They did see, however, into the sleeping areas of every one of the crew's quarters, except the Captain's ones. Ker shrugged mentally and went back to examining the ship. If he weren't so bloody scared of being caught before take-off, he'd take the time right now to reflect on what an opportunity to spy on the sleeping quarters of a ship almost choc-full of beautiful ladies - or lady-like living things, anyway, who knew in this time and place? This was the Century of the Wadongo, after all - would mean for a growing male... cat... thing like him, but now wasn't the time.<br><br>Popping a small stimulant pill from his shoulder pouch, Ker checked the dry dock schedule. Less than three hours till scheduled launch, but who knew what that meant with those incompetant bastards out on the flight deck still lazing around? Ker slammed a fist into the small pile of cardboard by his side that was going to serve as his bed for the voyage, but lightly. It didn't pay to make too much noise...<br><br>Behind him the red dim of a spaceship repeater glowed softly, indicating that it had been powered down - though it was reporting to the security system that it was fully-functional. It had proven a tricky piece of programming, and he wasn't entirely sure it was going to hold, but the cat at the bridge didn't really look like the technical sort anyway. As long as he didn't actively start looking through each of the ship's repeaters, he was safe, and what kind of bored idiot would do that, anyway?
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				Title: <strong>Re: Sexy space pirates: Boarding</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wildstar</strong> on <strong>05-01-2010, 15:56:32</strong>
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				Sho crossed his arms as he looked at the Captain. she was nice. her outfit fit her wild look. "well captain I may not be on your list." sho said sizing her up. he could tell she was an able captain. heck his old ship had run into her ship a couple years back. he found her intriging.<br><br>he then took off his ragged cloak. underneath it hid his old uniform. he wore the uniform of the Earth Galactic Navy. it was torn in some places and desert dust was on it. on his hip he wore a holster with an old laser pistol which looked like a old wild west pistol. <br><br>"my names Sho. Sho Akagi." he said to the Captain as she walked into the loading tube. "I plan to join your crew. Captain Ordret." it was bold saying her name outloud. knowing his uniform would cause trouble for him. but the actions of the bold... "I believe you were looking for a Tactical officer? the guy who was can't make it."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Sexy space pirates: Boarding</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hayley</strong> on <strong>05-01-2010, 19:01:02</strong>
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				Toya plucked the ID from Akari and offered a drag in return.&nbsp; She glanced at the ID and then held it up beside her face for comparison.<br><br><strong>"What do you reckon?&nbsp; Think its me.&nbsp; Well bumped there Akari."</strong>&nbsp; She handed the ID over to Tyla.&nbsp; <strong>"Scan away.&nbsp; And you"</strong> She turned to Torven.&nbsp; <strong>"Manouvering jets are totally out of alignment.&nbsp; We're gonna need to get them sorted before we fly.&nbsp; Let me know when you want to run the tests."</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Sexy space pirates: Boarding</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ReijiTabibito</strong> on <strong>05-01-2010, 19:11:08</strong>
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				Akari waved her hands.&nbsp; "Oh, I'm sorry, I don't smoke!&nbsp; You're welcome, though."&nbsp; Taking her things, she passed Tyla on the way into the ship.&nbsp; "If you need a more recent scan than the one you have, I'll gladly submit to it."&nbsp; She leaned in and whispered, "just keep the instruments warm, m'kay?"&nbsp; Then, she headed off to the female quarters, to pick out her bunk.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Sexy space pirates: Boarding</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vandren</strong> on <strong>05-01-2010, 21:01:03</strong>
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				The mechanic nodded to Pepper.&nbsp; One of the flashy types he didn't care much for, he decided, based on her armor and weapon.&nbsp; Typical for this kind of crew, though.&nbsp; An utter mix of the understated and overstated.<br><br>"Sorry.&nbsp; Security's not my department." he replied, "Engines, weapons, armor, personal and ship."&nbsp; His right eye partially de-focused for a second as he checked the readout from his diagnostic implant.&nbsp; "Speaking of which, there's a 2% disparity in your left leg hydraulics.&nbsp; Shouldn't be a problem for a month or two, but it'll seize up on you by then.&nbsp; Gimme ten minutes an' I can sort it out."<br><br>His attention immediately turned to the captain as his primary focus.&nbsp; She made sense, that was a good recommendation for the ship and crew.&nbsp; Ok, maybe not the last, he added as Toya commented on the ship.<br><br>"We'll see what diagnostics say . . . I'd hate to diagnose a ship I haven't seen move yet on sight alone, miss," Torven replied.&nbsp; "Can't tell a darn thing like that by sight alone from this distance, even with optics."&nbsp; A somewhat subtle 'don't tell me my job and I won't tell you your's' comment, to be sure.&nbsp; He was mildly interested to see if she caught on to that.&nbsp; Most flyboys . . . and flygirls, would be too self-absorbed, in his experience, to catch it.<br><br>(OOC: Fixed due to character attribution error)
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sexy space pirates: Boarding</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hayley</strong> on <strong>05-01-2010, 21:12:39</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Toya shrugged, either totally missing or totally ignoring the barb in the comment.&nbsp; She looked around slowly and blew a long slow stream of smoke then shrugged again.<br><br><strong>"Well.&nbsp; I'm gonna find a bunk before I end up with a broken one.&nbsp; Let me know when you want to scan doc and test engineer.&nbsp; Or if you guys want to mix it up a bit hows about the doc tests and you scan?&nbsp; That'll keep 'em guessing."</strong><br><br>She picked up a carry bag and flicked the stub of the smoke at a waste disposal tube then, without checking whether it hit or not, started to open the airlock to the boarding tube.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sexy space pirates: Boarding</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shihong</strong> on <strong>05-01-2010, 22:20:01</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Aldritch smirked.&nbsp; <strong>"Not yer deparment, eh?&nbsp; Well if yer fine enough ta work on all those other parts of the ship I'm sure you'll adapt pretty quick.&nbsp; S'long as ye got a mind fer the unorthodox."&nbsp; </strong>She winked smartly at him, though the lack of two eyes made it difficult to register. <strong> "As fer the hydraulics, well...&nbsp; Dun always believe what ye see on the outside, eh?"</strong>&nbsp; Not that scans would pick up anything <em>but</em> the outside.&nbsp; There seemed to be some odd interference when one attempted interior scans, as if the suit were laced with some strange material.<br><br><strong>"Anyway, if we're ready 'n rearin' ta go I think I'll start me rounds about the ship.&nbsp; Gotta git a feel fer the lay 'o the land, find the best ambush spots, cover, what have ye.&nbsp; M'sure with a ship this size we'll have some creativity with traps.&nbsp; That'll be where ye come in, iffin' yer up fer it,"</strong> she added, jerking a thumb towards Torven.&nbsp; <strong>"I kin build well enough, but I dun wanna mess up the ship's systems by shiftin' the wrong shit around."</strong><br><br>With that said she nodded briefly to the Captain and strode purposefully towards the boarding tube, quickly outpacing the others and just barely managing to duck inside without scraping a chunk out of the doorway with her mace.&nbsp; As all her necessities were in her own ship, there was hardly a need to claim another bed.&nbsp; She preferred the solitude.&nbsp; That, and she could jack into the cargo ship's security systems from her own vessel and stage a counterattack against possible intruders from that point.&nbsp; With the sort of armaments she was packing, leaving anything out in the open seemed far too risky.<br><br>The fingertips on Aldritch's suit retracted several inches to free her fingers to the open air, and as she went they brushed the walls almost reverently.&nbsp; Taking in everything, missing nothing.&nbsp; The helmet's visor retracted from the rest of the mask and slipped over her good eye, scanning every nook in cranny along her path.&nbsp; As per her request, schematics had already been uploaded to make her job easier.&nbsp; The mercenary had a knack for turning anything into a veritable fortress, from a massive cargo ship to a shipping container no bigger than an average living room.&nbsp; In order to protect a ship, one had to <em>become</em> the ship.&nbsp; Know it inside and out.&nbsp; Breathe with it, feel its heartbeat, until "Home" became synonymous with "Self".&nbsp; <br><br>For now she steered well away from the Bridge, Med-Bay, and Crew Quarters.&nbsp; Rather, she situated herself before what were by her reckoning the only available doors leading in and out of the main Cargo Bay, along with several ventilation shafts that could just barely fit someone half her size or so.&nbsp; This was far from being the first ship she'd worked on, and more than once something had gone wrong during takeoff procedures.&nbsp; Something the Captain had said had served as both a reminder and, in the mercenary's eyes, her first assignment.<br><br><em>'One or two are straightening out the gear on the ship and making sure we have air in the places that should and vacuum where there should be nothin'.'</em><br><br>Nothing being the key word.&nbsp; For now there wasn't much reason to ventilate the main cargo bay until they had something big to haul, meaning it would be kept as cold and airless as the Void.&nbsp; It was a safety procedure that also ensured no local wildlife on any hostile planets would manage to get very far into the ship past takeoff.&nbsp; Or, for that matter, anything or any<em>one</em> else that might have come aboard.&nbsp; Leaning just out of sight she would rest against the wall, arms crossed over her chest and eye roving back and forth over the hall.&nbsp; Ready.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sexy space pirates: Boarding</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>05-01-2010, 23:41:46</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Tyla took a few minutes to sort out who was here and who was not, then looked up at the group. "Alright, get on board you guys. Get your gear stowed and then your stations up and running. As soon as we get the infirmary set up I'll start calling people in. Shouldnt take more then half an hour unless I find something wrong with you."<br><br>She stowed the pad before picking up her luggage and walking toward the ramp, stopping at it to look at the person who was bothering the captain earlier. "You said your names Sho? Give me a reason why we should let you on board and you <em>might</em> have a job."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sexy space pirates: Boarding</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elven Sex Goddess</strong> on <strong>06-01-2010, 01:14:00</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Having faded to the background in regards to everyone.&nbsp; It suited Jae just fine as she went aboard.&nbsp; &nbsp;Just as she is entering she hears the call for lets get aboard.&nbsp; &nbsp;With the captain pushing quickly past to enter first.&nbsp; &nbsp;Once in, Jae makes&nbsp; her way towards the quarters.&nbsp; &nbsp;Which seem to be delegated to female and male.&nbsp; Perhaps the captain had her own.&nbsp; However,&nbsp; that was not known nor looked in upon at the moment. <br><br>A moment pause is given.&nbsp; Then instead of turning to go where the female quarters are.&nbsp; A turn towards the male quarters is made.&nbsp; &nbsp; Entering the bay a quick scan around the room.&nbsp; &nbsp;As if deciding which bunk to choose from.&nbsp; &nbsp; A bunk farthest from the hatch into the bay would be chosen.&nbsp; &nbsp;With the decision made,&nbsp; Jae move over to the bunk.&nbsp; &nbsp;Setting down her gear, as she begins to settle in with her choice.&nbsp; &nbsp;
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sexy space pirates: Boarding</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Myrleena</strong> on <strong>06-01-2010, 02:12:38</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Vaneera Andyr</strong><br><br>I haul the lift into the equipment room, and then deactivate it, sighing as the circuits last long enough.&nbsp; Next time I need to get a better lift.&nbsp; I rummage through it for a minute until I find my own locker and equipment, and head for the crew quarters, towing what looked like half of the cartload behind me.&nbsp; I could barely haul it, but eventually I find one of the doorways to the bunks, and pause as I see them.&nbsp; Bigger than the last ship, at least.&nbsp; I sigh again, looking to see the odd woman in a dress having taken the bunk I wanted.&nbsp; I sigh again, and head for the next bunk over.&nbsp; Hells, this was going to suck.&nbsp; The last ship had been bad enough, but the doc seemed...overzealous, to say the least.<br><br>I set the handle down and open up the bunk, coding it to my fingerprint as I do so.&nbsp; I look around for a moment in the chamber and frown.&nbsp; What in the <em>hell</em> was a video pickup doing in here?!&nbsp; I grab my toolkit and proceed to rip it out, and then I get to work.&nbsp; All of this was going to be rewired, and then I needed to install a few things...thank goodness I didn't need much space to sleep.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sexy space pirates: Boarding</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wildstar</strong> on <strong>06-01-2010, 05:09:03</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Sho shrugged his shoulders as he pulled out his own ID. "Ï guess I should show my ID then." he said as he handed his ID card to Tyla. he smiled to the Cat girl as he did. "Hmm nice to meet you Ma'ám." Sho had no other items or bags to take with him.<br><br>"nice ship." Sho said trying to converse with the girl before boarding himself. whether if he was given permission or not he was going to get on this ship.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sexy space pirates: Boarding</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>06-01-2010, 05:27:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She took a look over it, frowning unimpressed before she handed it back. "All you have is your ID. Tell me this: Why do you think you deserve to fly with this crew?" she asked in an even tone. It wasnt about what he had done in his past but what he thought he was capable of, attitude and belief were important in space and in battle. Without those things he would be a danger to the crew and the ship. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sexy space pirates: Boarding</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elven Sex Goddess</strong> on <strong>06-01-2010, 08:03:09</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong><span class="bbc_u">Jae Kwan</span></strong><br><br>Just finishing up from stowing her gear, and setting things up of hers.&nbsp; &nbsp;A questioning look is given as the tall lithe auburn haired woman with green eyes entered into the room.&nbsp; &nbsp; The puzzled look is for she had assumed this was one of the guys rooms.&nbsp; &nbsp;Through it really did not matter one way or another.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>The quick look given,&nbsp; it would seem that the woman is either a engineer or some kind of maintenance tech.&nbsp; &nbsp; With that thought she straighten herself up.&nbsp; &nbsp;Wait for a few moments for the woman to pause in her own tinkering around.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br><strong><em>"Hello,&nbsp; I guess were roommates,&nbsp; I am Jae Kwan.&nbsp; I was hired on to fill the role of navigator aboard the ship."</em></strong> 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sexy space pirates: Boarding</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jadeling</strong> on <strong>06-01-2010, 14:42:17</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Ker Derrig</strong><br><br>A constant low muttering was starting to fill the tiny 'room'. Damnit, damnit, damnit, this wasn't going to plan. Not that he had really had a plan, of course, but he had at least had a vague idea of what was going to happen, and - well, this wasn't it, was it? The powered-armoured giant, the woman, had taken up station outside the only entrance to the cargo bay - the only entrance, of course, besides the one that led out to the loading area, and damned if he was going to go out by that route. Ker frowned, drummed his fingers on the hologram of the keyboard. And while these weren't the greatest security cameras money could buy, they were good enough to give him a good idea of who that woman was. <br><br>Aldritch the Cudgel.<br><br>Freaking bloody Aldritch the Cudgel.<br><br>He was beginning to sweat a little. Aldritch the Cudgel! Scourge of the Space Lanes, Revered Hero of the Second Battle of Babylon and Despised Villainess of the Battle of Hope's Death and the Massacre at the Corsican Shipyards. Even a street rat - well, a street rat with several years of black ops training, anyway - had heard of her. He'd never seen her in person before, of course, but there were always holograms and wanted posters around; he'd even seen her on the news, security camera footage recovered from a derelict vessel found floating between Citon 9 and Bitheria. And she was the one outside guarding the doors.<br><br>Well, make the most of the situation. He could maybe fit through the vent shafts, if he did that technique with the shoulders; he wouldn't be able to move very far, and he'd be a little too noisy for his tastes, but it was a damned sight better than running into that armoured monstrosity lurking just on the boundaries of camera range. Another tap of the fingers, and now a 3d map of the cargo bay and surrounding areas was projected, flickering faintly in the air. Ker's finger began to trace routes, here and there, following the ventilation systems and other suitable areas, quite forgetting about the rest of the crew. <br><br>In his concentration, he didn't notice one of the cameras snap and spark suddenly, as the dispassionate words appeared over the image: <em>Transmission terminated.</em>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sexy space pirates: Boarding</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hayley</strong> on <strong>06-01-2010, 19:02:53</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Other bunk room to Jae and Vaneera</strong><br><br>Toya entered and took a look round.&nbsp; First here, apparently.&nbsp; Cool, pick of the bunks.&nbsp; She wandered round before picking a top one as out of sight from the door as possible.&nbsp; She threw her kit bag on and hauled herself up next to it.&nbsp; Sitting crosslegged on the bunk she started to roll cigarettes while she waited for the ships other females.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sexy space pirates: Boarding</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Paladin</strong> on <strong>06-01-2010, 19:15:47</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Having allready snagged his bunk Ryudo set out his belongings in the small built in bookshelf and storage locker then he headed to the holo training rooms for a bit of practice and upkeep.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sexy space pirates: Boarding</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Myrleena</strong> on <strong>06-01-2010, 22:53:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=56996.msg2611974#msg2611974">Quote from: Elven Sex Goddess on 06-01-2010, 08:03:09</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><strong><em>"Hello,&nbsp; I guess were roommates,&nbsp; I am Jae Kwan.&nbsp; I was hired on to fill the role of navigator aboard the ship."</em></strong><br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br><strong>Vaneera Andyr</strong><br><br>I look up as my roommate speaks and take the multitool out of my mouth as I start on dismantling the bed as well.&nbsp; My voice is matter of fact as I speak. "Nice to meet you, Jae Kwan.&nbsp; I'm Vaneera Andyr, Assistant Engineer.&nbsp; I primarily work with weapons, armor, and small craft.&nbsp; Sorry for the noise, but I'm replacing my bunk.&nbsp; I <em>thought</em> we were going to have a slightly different bunking arrangement, but...that fell through, it seems.&nbsp; You don't mind me shutting down the sensors, do you?&nbsp; If so, I can see if the Captain minds me moving to the workshop."<br><br>I pause in my work, pondering that.&nbsp; I'd brought the equipment I needed for my personal 'bunk'.&nbsp; Though that was a completely wrong term in reference to it.&nbsp; A combination sensory deprivation chamber and medical closet, it was also my only source of the drugs that I needed to survive.&nbsp; So <em>no one</em> else was going to be allowed to mess with it, even if it did look all too much like a coffin...or maybe a torpedo...
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sexy space pirates: Boarding</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wildstar</strong> on <strong>07-01-2010, 00:52:23</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Sho cossed his arms looking at Tyla. she was cute but she did have a point. stupid him for not listening. "I'm the best gunner in the galaxy. " it was a bit of a boast but he meant it. he could hit a ship with a phaser or shock cannon from 20,000 space Kilometers. "I know it's a lot of boasting but I can prove it. give me a test."&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sexy space pirates: Boarding</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>07-01-2010, 00:56:33</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She looked over him in detail, paying attention to his eyes and the look in them. After a moment she picked up her luggage again and nodded slowly. She liked that look in his eyes, one of confidence which was needed out in the darkness. "You're hired. Grab a bunk, get your stuff and station squared away and report to the infirmary when youre ready for a medical screening."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sexy space pirates: Boarding</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wildstar</strong> on <strong>07-01-2010, 01:08:23</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Sho was surprised and happy. "Yes Ma'ám." he said giving Tyla a smile. he followed her up the ramp into the loading tube. he like the way her tail swished behind her as she walked. "what's your name Ma'am? "
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sexy space pirates: Boarding</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ReijiTabibito</strong> on <strong>07-01-2010, 01:13:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Arriving in the female quarters, Akari set about locating the communal closet, so that she could hang up the clothes that she needed to, and remove them from her suitcases.&nbsp; As she did, she asked politely over her shoulder:<br><br>"So, um, how long have you all been doing...this?"&nbsp; She'd heard their specialties, but that didn't tell the whole story.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sexy space pirates: Boarding &amp; random stuff</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vandren</strong> on <strong>07-01-2010, 19:38:21</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Torven simply shook his head at both of the non-techs and their assumptions before boarding.&nbsp; He'd not bothered to put down any of his gear.&nbsp; On board, he was clearly somewhat surprised to find that he'd somehow rated his own room.&nbsp; So, he dumped his bags on the bottom bunk, opened up the largest and started getting a reasonable amount of his armory strapped back onto his person.&nbsp; Within minutes, he had half a dozen sidearms and both tanto in comfortable places, his carbine and swords on the top bunk.<br><br>Most of the rest of his gear was either cyberware or already stowed in pockets.<br><br>Seeing everyone else busy, Torven took a second to disable the room's camera before heading down the corridor toward the engine room.<br><br>(OOC: corridor until tonight, if anyone wants to stop and chat or whatnot)
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sexy space pirates: Boarding &amp; random stuff</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elven Sex Goddess</strong> on <strong>07-01-2010, 20:05:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong><span class="bbc_u">Jae Kwan- quarters</span></strong><br><br>A light nod is given in response to Vaneera Andyr introduction and explanation in what she is busily doing in the moment.&nbsp; <br><br><strong><em>"Well then a pleasure to meet you Vaneera&nbsp; Andyr.&nbsp; &nbsp;No the noise does not bother me."</em></strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;She responds back with polite talk.&nbsp; &nbsp;She really has no feelings one way or another.&nbsp; &nbsp;The ruckus of your work is not distracting.&nbsp; Just tweaking a minor curiosity, that has been answered with your response.&nbsp; <br><br>With the polite talk of introductions now assumed over with.&nbsp; Jae turns to get on with her own endeavors.&nbsp; &nbsp;As she continues with setting up her little sleeping area,&nbsp; &nbsp;placing out her own gear.&nbsp; &nbsp; As it seems she will be fortunate enough through circumstances and fate to have come into her own room.&nbsp; &nbsp;That is if Vaneera is able to move into her workshop and also is allowed to turn it into her own living quarters.&nbsp; &nbsp; Though it really did not matter one way or another with her.&nbsp; &nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sexy space pirates: Boarding &amp; random stuff</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Myrleena</strong> on <strong>08-01-2010, 02:35:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Vaneera Andyr</strong><br><br>"Nice to meet you too." I tell her, and then go back to looking at things.&nbsp; First I rip out the sensors that let them look at us.&nbsp; Sorry, not going to happen in <em>my</em> quarters.&nbsp; They could read life signs, but that was <em>it</em>.&nbsp; Then I start dismantling the bunk, and setting it aside.&nbsp; I'd put it in storage later.<br><br>I move to my equipment, starting with pulling out sheets of metal and a number of other objects, and get to work.&nbsp; It would take me nearly two hours to finish, but when I'm done there's a long metal tube, much like a torpedo or coffin, sitting where my bunk was.&nbsp; It was tapped into the ship's power systems, though it had a backup, though not the data network.&nbsp; A number of lights were blinking, and I sigh as I hook up a final tank, and sit back, waiting for the chamber to drain it.&nbsp; Almost done...
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sexy space pirates: Boarding &amp; random stuff</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>10-01-2010, 02:50:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Once everyone seemed to be boarding and taking care of their stuff Tyla made her way over to the blue haired woman she had seen on the datapad, her name still fresh in her mind. "Nell right? I dont really have time to do all the formalities right now but I just wanted to say Im looking forward to working with you and I need you in the infirmary to get started as soon as your stuff is taken care of. I'll see you there." she said while giving the woman a pat on the shoulder. <br><br>Tyla made her way into the ship, stopping by her quarters long enough to set her things down and then moved straigth to the infirmary to get her station squared away. <br><br>-moving to the infirmary- 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sexy space pirates: Boarding &amp; random stuff</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ReijiTabibito</strong> on <strong>10-01-2010, 03:08:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Akari had, for the time being, set herself up in her room.&nbsp; She'd be back later, though, once the comm station was ready on the bridge.&nbsp; She left, and headed over there.<br><br><br>-Moving to Bridge-
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sexy space pirates: Boarding &amp; random stuff</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elven Sex Goddess</strong> on <strong>10-01-2010, 07:23:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong><span class="bbc_u">Jae Kwan</span></strong><br><br>Finished for now,&nbsp; Jae would give a genial nod of departure to the busy engineer.&nbsp; &nbsp;As she headed out of the room and made her way to the bridge of the ship.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Not so much to check out her duty station.&nbsp; &nbsp;No it was more to get familiar with the ship as a whole.&nbsp; Or at least a start to such, as she made her way to the bridge.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sexy space pirates: Boarding &amp; random stuff</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>14-01-2010, 04:30:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Not long after a messege carries over the ships intercom, coming directly from the control room of the station. "Cargo loading and refueling have been completed for your vessel. You may leave port at anytime."<br><br>OOC: I think we've given enough time for people to settle in. Im moving the game on since some people have been stuck in their positions for a long time. If you're no longer playing and notice this please send me a PM
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sexy space pirates: Boarding &amp; random stuff</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Paladin</strong> on <strong>16-01-2010, 21:25:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ryudo heads back to his room when he hears the announcement over the comms.<br><br>(Returning from Holo Room 1)
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