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 Posted: Fri Apr 11, 2014 12:45 pm
When another figure entered the room Ral turned to examine him, immediately he was able to tell that it was not organic. Upon further inspection he was surprised at the design, it was clearly of ferogan make; it was curious to him that he hadn't noticed the magnificent machine before. With a nod and a hint of excitement he replied, "well met, is there anything I can do for you?" He was curious what had brought it here, no doubt it already knew who he was. 
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Posted: Fri Apr 11, 2014 1:39 pm
I am the shadow, and smoke in your eyes.  The drone nodded at Ral, knowing that he was Ferogan. Even without spectral scanning systems, the droid could tell just from the shadow that he cast that he was not of human origin. At the question, the droid simply shook his head. "I am informally designated as Aingel. I was recently activated in the hold of this vessel by ship personnel, however my handlers have been killed in a previous incident, and I am unable to contact the Ferogan High Command for further orders. As such, I have been temporarily assigned under the command of Kyon Luna until I can re-establish contact with the Ferogan military. In the meantime, I have taken the liberty of logging this vessel for familiarity." I am the ghost, that hides in the night.
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Posted: Fri Apr 11, 2014 4:14 pm
Ral nodded at the responses given by the drone, it all made sense... His work with robotics was limited so he wasn't sure how he could help, but it seemed a shame to let an amazing piece of ferogan technology work for another race even if they were allies. The only problem was that he wasn't sure what the current state of communications was, and he had doubts as to whether or not he was important enough to make a call in this situation. "Aingel who is Kyon Luna?" The name sounded familiar but his mind was drawing a blank. The idea of working with Aingel was exciting though, "while logging the ship have you found anything of interet?"
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Posted: Fri Apr 11, 2014 6:41 pm
I am the shadow, and smoke in your eyes. Aingel tilted his head blankly. While it was obvious he was intelligent enough to hold conversation, the blankness and matter-of-fact tone showed that he did not have much if anything in the way of emotions. "Kyon Luna is the authority figure of this vessel. In human terms, she is the "Commanding Officer" aboard this vessel." He paused, tilting his head to the other side. "There is some of note to this vessel, however I have not been thoroughly informed on the specifications. I have made a note to request such in the future." I am the ghost, that hides in the night.
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Posted: Fri Apr 11, 2014 8:06 pm
That made sense, like most of the commanding officers aboard he had not spoken with her more than once or twice. Ral was still getting used to working with the other races, his extremely distrusting nature didn't help either. It was good news however, with her position she had access to just about anything she wanted and Likely would not be too attached to the ferogan tech. It would however go a long ways toward putting his mind at ease, the drone had just become his most trusted comrade. "Good work Aingel, when we start getting missions again I will speak with Miss Luna and see if I can get you back under ferogan supervision," the emotionless drone probably didn't care either way but it made Ral feel better about being the only ferogan aboard.
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Posted: Mon Apr 14, 2014 11:07 am
I am the shadow, and smoke in your eyes. Aingel gave a small click, nodding lightly. "Acknowledged. I believe that Cyon Luna's qualifications are sufficient for supervision, however your presence is still beneficial to assist her with such supervision, because of your familiarity with Ferogan-made goods." I am the ghost, that hides in the night.
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Posted: Mon Apr 14, 2014 4:09 pm
 Amarissa Amarissa watched the exchange with interest, seeming to follow very little of their conversation despite her every attempt to. Eventually, she began picking at her dress, trying to draw out what the situation was.
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Posted: Tue Apr 15, 2014 9:22 pm
Glancing over he noticed the confusion on Amarissa's face, "this is a drone built by a ferogan far smarter than I." He glanced back at the construct, and took a moment to take in all of the details. It truely was the perfect example of ferogan versatility, "if I am not mistaken this particular model was designed for stealthy purposes like sabotage behind enemy lines." Efficiency in war was a trait ferogan's prided themselves on, there was no telling how many tricks were hidden inside that tight frame.
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Posted: Tue Apr 15, 2014 9:34 pm
I am the shadow, and smoke in your eyes. Aingel nodded, the plates on his cheeks reflecting thoughtfully. "Affirmative. I am also equipped with an equivalent to Ferogan shape-shifting abilities, to allow for infiltration of facilities otherwise inaccessible. My primary directive is to gain access to sensitive facilities and infrastructure, cause maximum damage, and to escape for re-use. However...." He refocuses his lens. "My primary difference between myself and an organic Ferogan Infiltrator is my..." For the first time, the droid seems to hesitate. "....dispensability. While I was only developed as a prototype, I was built to be easily mass-produced. Should I be destroyed in battle, another may replace me with no loss of Ferogan life. To simplify, I was created as a disposable soldier." There was a slight pause following this, Aingel's head once again tilting to the side as he seemed to reflect on those words, though any thoughts soon seem to be dismissed from his mind. I am the ghost, that hides in the night.
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Posted: Wed Apr 16, 2014 6:11 pm
Amarissa Amarissa frowned. "But, you seem so... human, I guess. How can you be disposable?" She didn't really seem to enjoy anything being 'disposable', and glanced to the stars for a brief prayer for patience before returning to the conversation.
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Posted: Thu Apr 17, 2014 10:29 pm
Ral listened as the drone elaborated on it's skills and active purpose, "I don't think dispensable Is the right word... You are a valuable part of the ferogan republic." Glancing over at Amarissa he noticed that she hadn't taken the explanation well, he was glad that she seemed to value even artificial life so highly. The galaxy needed more people with kind hearts, and even though Aingel was a machine it deserved the proper respect. Ral couldn't wait for the opportunity to see the synthetic in action, he had been briefed on the new prototypes but as it was still in its beginning stages not much field time had been logged yet. ((Redtail edited your post: Ferogan Republic, not Empire. The Ferogan Imperiate was disbanded))
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Posted: Fri Apr 18, 2014 9:47 pm
Back when you first came into my life,
we recalled a place that I knew as a child,
a special place, one that I held close to my heart,
won't you leave me in a dance down this winding road,
where light and shadow entwine to take hold of the thoughts so far,
one left far behind.
 ♬ ♪ Edgar Johnson ♩ ♭
"I sing to life and its tragic beauty, to pain and to strife, and to all that dances through me..."
The doors opened and Edgar walked in, guitar case on his back. When he saw the three people, already in the room, he froze, recognizing none of them, seeing as he'd arrived at the camp only an hour or so, before the transport landed.
"Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt anything..."
Bit by bit I´m falling under your charm,
you'll keep me and all the world far from harm,
bring hope to everyone, take in your hands eternity,
even when it seems that I don't need you,
just know that I am in love can't wait to,
leave this endless darkness,
won't you come along with me, hold my hand
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Lord Redtail Rathan Captain
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Posted: Fri Apr 18, 2014 10:13 pm
I am the shadow, and smoke in your eyes. Aingel looked at Amarissa, then at Ral, making a small hum with a movement of his neck and shoulder plates under his clothes that could be seen as the mechanical equivalent of a shrug. "It is...true that my loss would be considered a setback within the military, and indeed I am programmed with self-preservation protocols, however...I do not....value myself as you would yourself. I am a machine, and to call me a person or even a living being would be...inaccurate." Despite the blank monotone voice in which Aingel delivered this manifesto, one would notice his eyes wandering to the floor. WHen he spoke again, his tone had not changed, but he did speak quieter. "Even if I...wanted to, I cannot consider myself alive. To do so would be a breach of my prime directives. For me to place self-value could compromise orders, reduce efficiency. An inefficient machine must be destroyed or replaced." I am the ghost, that hides in the night.
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Posted: Sat Apr 19, 2014 9:43 pm
Amarissa Amarissa's frown deepened. "I don't like the idea of you being disposable. It's just not fair. You seem to at least have some sort of feeling, even if you aren't technically living," she said, a slightly frustrated tone to her voice. Her eyes swung to the door when it opened, and she had to soothe her slightly frazzled and angry nerves before simply asking, "It's fine. Who are you?"
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Lord Redtail Rathan Captain
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Posted: Sat Apr 19, 2014 9:57 pm
Back when you first came into my life,
we recalled a place that I knew as a child,
a special place, one that I held close to my heart,
won't you leave me in a dance down this winding road,
where light and shadow entwine to take hold of the thoughts so far,
one left far behind.
♬ ♪ Edgar Johnson ♩ ♭
"I sing to life and its tragic beauty, to pain and to strife, and to all that dances through me..."
Edgar got a little red.
"I'm Edgar. Edgar Johnson."
We noticed one of the people there looked...strange.
"Hey man, you alright? You look a little pale? May be you should see a doctor..."
He was looking right at Aingel
Bit by bit I´m falling under your charm,
you'll keep me and all the world far from harm,
bring hope to everyone, take in your hands eternity,
even when it seems that I don't need you,
just know that I am in love can't wait to,
leave this endless darkness,
won't you come along with me, hold my hand
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