Resounding Memory
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- Posted: Tue, 27 May 2014 18:47:42 +0000
William Howard Braxton
The abrupt brush with the stranger brought Will’s attention back to the people immediately around him. The man grumbled an apology but made no attempt to make it seem sincere. Catching a glimpse of the man’s face, Will recognized him as Alistair Blood. While there were many faces on Terran Intelligence’s “list of people to watch out for on Kessel Station,” Alistair Blood’s stood out for several reasons. One of the most prominent was his last name was eerily appropriate given his violent tendencies. Thankfully, this was Will’s first encounter with the man, and he hoped that it would be the last; however, in this business, it was unlikely this would be the last he would see of Blood. Smuggling got competitive, and it would not surprise Will if he ended up in Blood’s crosshairs in order to eliminate some competition. For now though, he needed to focus on finding the girl, not a brush with a notorious smuggler.
Will continued to walk the streets of the entertainment district; unaware he had missed his target. The sprawling entertainment district was a lot of ground to cover, and with the throngs of people constantly looking for a diversion, finding this girl was like finding a needle in a haystack. Realizing he was never going to find the girl on his own, Will pulled out his datapad and took a seat on a nearby bench. With a few quick taps on the screen, an audio channel was established with his ship’s AI, Corsair. ”Ello, Cap’n. Refueling is complete, and Quincy is makin sure the booty is all set for our departure. The ship’ll be ready by the time you get back,” Corsair stated, a hint of pride in his gruff voice. The AI based his appearance and voice off a privateer from the days of colonialism on Earth, when ships still sailed on the ocean with wind sails. Will never knew why AI picked the forms they did, but it was irrelevant so long as Corsair got things done.
”I need your help finding our missing friend. I’d hate to lose her,” Will said has he surveyed the crowd, hoping to see her.
”Aye aye, Cap’n,” the AI responded. All was quiet on the channel for a few moments. Undoubtably, the AI was accessing the station’s security systems, searching for signs of the telepath’s whereabouts. Corsair was a Terran Intelligence AI, meaning he was an invaluable ally and terrifying enemy. Data mining, hacking, analysis, combat, ship control and management were all areas he could handle with ease. He could filter through massive amounts of data in seconds, which was likely what he was doing now. It was entirely probable the station’s security had no idea of the intrusion, nor would they ever know. Corsair had a knack for getting into systems without leaving a trace. The silence was broken when the AI’s voice came back on the channel. ”Found ‘er. She took a cab down to the docks. Head to Docking Bay C, and you should find the lass. No eyes on ‘er, but I ain’t seen ‘er leavin. Good luck, capn’n,” the AI said.
”Thanks. Be on standby in case we have to leave in a rush,” Will replied, closing the channel before the AI could respone with another “aye aye.” Will briskly walked towards the nearest taxi station. He was kicking himself for missing her, but he would be able to make up for it by getting her now. As he approached the station, he felt the ground shake. For a moment, he did not break stride until he realized everyone else had stopped, many looking panicked. Spending countless hours aboard space stations and ships had made Will used to such events, but this was Kessel Station. Kessel Station did not shake. Seeing an opportunity to avoid people’s attention, Will slipped through the confused and anxious crowd and slid into a taxi. The driver looked as concerned as the people at the taxi station, but quickly focused on his job as Will directed him to head to Docking Bay C, promising a good tip if he was fast.
The ride passed in relative quiet, the driver focusing on making the extra cash, and Will thinking on what could have caused the station to shake. An explosion? No, there would have been an announcement, right? If it was something major, Corsair would be in touch, he thought as he looked out the window. A tremor through the station was not a big deal to him. There were more important things for him to worry about at the time. As the taxi came to a not so gentle stop, Will checked the time. The driver had indeed made good time, so Will kept his promise and gave a generous tip to the driver as he paid the fare. He then quickly proceeded out of the cab and began his search for the girl.
After a few minutes of searching, Will caught sight of the girl, but she was not alone. A man stood with her, and by the way he was dressed, someone with a good bit of money. It could be her contact to get off the station, or maybe it was someone who was helping her from the inside. At any rate, this complicated Will’s plan to grab her and go without causing a scene. Will paused for a moment and formulated a plan before running up to the two. ”Daniella! Hey! Where have you been? I’ve looked all over for you,” he said as he stopped a couple of feet from the two, putting on his innocent and friendly persona. He then looked at the well-dressed man and said, ”Did you find her? She likes to go off places without telling anyone, so I’m glad she found someone who looks as respectable as you to help her out.” Turning back to Daniella, he reached out to grab her hand. ”Come on, we need to get going or we’ll be late.” During this intrusion, Will made his thoughts and intentions clear in his mind. He kept repeating the same thoughts over and over so the girl would know what she was dealing with.
If you want to be kept safe from GenEx, come with me. I’ll make sure you are not harmed. Do not resist coming, or I will kill this man.
Will continued to walk the streets of the entertainment district; unaware he had missed his target. The sprawling entertainment district was a lot of ground to cover, and with the throngs of people constantly looking for a diversion, finding this girl was like finding a needle in a haystack. Realizing he was never going to find the girl on his own, Will pulled out his datapad and took a seat on a nearby bench. With a few quick taps on the screen, an audio channel was established with his ship’s AI, Corsair. ”Ello, Cap’n. Refueling is complete, and Quincy is makin sure the booty is all set for our departure. The ship’ll be ready by the time you get back,” Corsair stated, a hint of pride in his gruff voice. The AI based his appearance and voice off a privateer from the days of colonialism on Earth, when ships still sailed on the ocean with wind sails. Will never knew why AI picked the forms they did, but it was irrelevant so long as Corsair got things done.
”I need your help finding our missing friend. I’d hate to lose her,” Will said has he surveyed the crowd, hoping to see her.
”Aye aye, Cap’n,” the AI responded. All was quiet on the channel for a few moments. Undoubtably, the AI was accessing the station’s security systems, searching for signs of the telepath’s whereabouts. Corsair was a Terran Intelligence AI, meaning he was an invaluable ally and terrifying enemy. Data mining, hacking, analysis, combat, ship control and management were all areas he could handle with ease. He could filter through massive amounts of data in seconds, which was likely what he was doing now. It was entirely probable the station’s security had no idea of the intrusion, nor would they ever know. Corsair had a knack for getting into systems without leaving a trace. The silence was broken when the AI’s voice came back on the channel. ”Found ‘er. She took a cab down to the docks. Head to Docking Bay C, and you should find the lass. No eyes on ‘er, but I ain’t seen ‘er leavin. Good luck, capn’n,” the AI said.
”Thanks. Be on standby in case we have to leave in a rush,” Will replied, closing the channel before the AI could respone with another “aye aye.” Will briskly walked towards the nearest taxi station. He was kicking himself for missing her, but he would be able to make up for it by getting her now. As he approached the station, he felt the ground shake. For a moment, he did not break stride until he realized everyone else had stopped, many looking panicked. Spending countless hours aboard space stations and ships had made Will used to such events, but this was Kessel Station. Kessel Station did not shake. Seeing an opportunity to avoid people’s attention, Will slipped through the confused and anxious crowd and slid into a taxi. The driver looked as concerned as the people at the taxi station, but quickly focused on his job as Will directed him to head to Docking Bay C, promising a good tip if he was fast.
The ride passed in relative quiet, the driver focusing on making the extra cash, and Will thinking on what could have caused the station to shake. An explosion? No, there would have been an announcement, right? If it was something major, Corsair would be in touch, he thought as he looked out the window. A tremor through the station was not a big deal to him. There were more important things for him to worry about at the time. As the taxi came to a not so gentle stop, Will checked the time. The driver had indeed made good time, so Will kept his promise and gave a generous tip to the driver as he paid the fare. He then quickly proceeded out of the cab and began his search for the girl.
After a few minutes of searching, Will caught sight of the girl, but she was not alone. A man stood with her, and by the way he was dressed, someone with a good bit of money. It could be her contact to get off the station, or maybe it was someone who was helping her from the inside. At any rate, this complicated Will’s plan to grab her and go without causing a scene. Will paused for a moment and formulated a plan before running up to the two. ”Daniella! Hey! Where have you been? I’ve looked all over for you,” he said as he stopped a couple of feet from the two, putting on his innocent and friendly persona. He then looked at the well-dressed man and said, ”Did you find her? She likes to go off places without telling anyone, so I’m glad she found someone who looks as respectable as you to help her out.” Turning back to Daniella, he reached out to grab her hand. ”Come on, we need to get going or we’ll be late.” During this intrusion, Will made his thoughts and intentions clear in his mind. He kept repeating the same thoughts over and over so the girl would know what she was dealing with.
If you want to be kept safe from GenEx, come with me. I’ll make sure you are not harmed. Do not resist coming, or I will kill this man.
Current Name: Ben Hughes
Status: Healthy
Location: Docking Bay C
Current Objective: Secure the Telepath
Location: Docking Bay C
Current Objective: Secure the Telepath