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 Posted: Sat Sep 18, 2010 7:35 pm
((well I have to get to work, get briefed and just get stuff around.. mabye.. an hour at most?))
It was.. almost painfully pleasurable to see that ship. Free of the infection, free of any of the memories, and bright. The lights there were working, and as adjusted to the flickering lights, and how dark and dim things were the normal light was almost painfull to her eyes.
"Yes Captin" she said wincing as she tried to get her eyes to re-adjust. It had been what felt like forever since she'd had the normal day to day lights. It woudln't take her to terrably long to properly wash her body, she used a med kit that was in the room to re-bandage her wounds and disinfect. Owww that hurt so good. She almost felt like she could face this. A little food and water and she'd be ready to resume the fight. Amazing what a breif rest could do. She found her way back to the galley, her eyes having finally adjusted. But it still felt to bright to her right now. She did however keep her weapons on her. She coudln't stand to part with them for any longer then the shower had taken.
((Ok I'm leaving now for work See you as soon as I can ^^))
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Posted: Sat Sep 18, 2010 7:38 pm
Boda nodded to the Commander and found his way to the latrine. He set down his weapon and helmet and washed his face and hands. Boda then dired his face and hands then picked up his weapon and helmet. he headed out the door and simply followed the signs to the ships galley and found a place to sit close to the door while he waited for the Commander to show.
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Posted: Sat Sep 18, 2010 7:42 pm
Miya watched him carefully, shaking her head as he described what he thought were her motives. "You don't get it," she said quietly as she walked behind him. "I don't 'bring their pain upon myself'...it's not a voluntary thing. I have to feel their pain...I can try not to focus on it, but I still feel it. The relief I feel after helping someone...it isn't from their lack of pain, but mine..." Taking in a breath and exhaling it in a sigh, she kept talking. "You, on the other hand... You truly want to help people. Your research isn't merely to help yourself...you want to help yourself so that you have the chance to help others." Her ears drooped a bit more as she realized the full implications of what she was saying...the quick answer, one might say.
"Your ultimate goal is to help people. My ultimate goal is to help myself."
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Posted: Sat Sep 18, 2010 7:43 pm
(How long you got, Ras? Should we wait for Ukaia? )
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Posted: Sat Sep 18, 2010 7:46 pm
(Well, I'm not too sure. We can RP for now and might have to make Ukaia force edit when she comes back. Depending on if I leave before she comes back she will have to be briefed after I do.)
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Posted: Sat Sep 18, 2010 7:49 pm
Aleron stopped and....laughed. It sounded...really rather creepy, really. Like it was the first time he ever laughed. Which, oddly, made it sound as amused as evil. "No no...honestly I hate people. People destroy my research. They do nothing but consume and kill and destroy everything around them. And more importantly, my plants. I would rather help plants learn to fight back against being destroyed then help soldiers grow back an arm to kill again. Military Research is simply my funding. I want to help those who deserve it. Not everyone." he said, clearing his throat as he stopped at a door with a keypad. It looked like just a locked storage closet. "In here...in here is the perfect example of what my ultimate goal is..."
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Posted: Sat Sep 18, 2010 7:55 pm
(Alright. )
"Welcome to the Walkhurst, Chief Warrant Officer Boda." Aurora would have already seen the name on the man's uniform so she needn't ask. "Why don't you tell me what you know about those...things...on the space station."
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Posted: Sat Sep 18, 2010 7:57 pm
Miya just stared blankly, contemplating what he had said. "But...you'd just said...all the medical stuff..." Her voice trailed off as she saw the locked closet, confused and curious speckled eyes darting from the lock to Aleron and back. Something told her that whatever was in there was either going to be very good...or very bad...
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Posted: Sat Sep 18, 2010 7:59 pm
Bodaset his helmet down and sighed. "Well ma'am. To tell you the truth I don't really know much about them. I was forced out of cryo about an hour ago, that's where I met Mrs. Namida. She has alot of information, or so it seems, Ma'am."
Boda set his weapon on the table next to his helmet. "Ma'am, all I know so far is how to kill one, limbs first, then head and chest, all the rest of the information you'll have to get out of Mrs. Namida, Ma'am."
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Posted: Sat Sep 18, 2010 8:02 pm
Aleron got the door open, but only put it a crack. "Yes, I know what I said. And it's all true. But it's just side-research I've learned while going about my true motives. And it sounds great to the high-ups so they keep funding me." he said, opening the door just enough for her to get in and ushered her inside quickly, slipping in behind her and shutting the door as it beeped locked.
Inside the room seemed like a dark-room. The only light was blood-red and gave everything a flat-out eerie glow and hint. Around the room were built wooden tables, with a higher smaller table on the back of it against the wall, 2 plants on each, making 6 in the room. Each were on their own level of each table, on opposite corners of each-other. They were safely in aquariums that spanned the entire level of the tables, in a few inches of dirt, each ones tightly closed. There were sections of each lid that could be opened only with a few keys. "This...is my research." he said, walking deeper into the room, to it's center before turning to her. He smirked, his eyes turning dark, deep, poison-purple in the red contrasting light. "Care for a...demonstration?"
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Posted: Sat Sep 18, 2010 8:07 pm
"Namida, is it? Very good, Chief Warrant Officer." She gestures to the kitchen. "Why don't you help yourself? I know you must be hungry." she lets him rummage a bit before asking, "Do you know anything about the planet this station orbits? How habitable it is? I suppose you wouldn't know if these creatures inhabit the place if you don't know much about them." She files away the information on how to kill them, to be brought up at a debriefing later in the day.
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Posted: Sat Sep 18, 2010 8:08 pm
((Send the revisions whenever, Lyric, Trust me, I know how it is to forget to put in something like that.))
Mio was back on the bridge by the time Aurora goes into the galley with Boda and Gin. "His reply is slightly testy to her inquiry about the repairs, "Cap'n, I just got the bridge running again a short time ago, and then I modified the ship's filtration to hopefully keep that goop out there from starting up in our filters. I'm compiling the list of absolute necessary repairs to get off this station right now. Anyway, don't you think it's time we sent off out first message to the G.R.S. command to say that we've arrived and what our status is?" It was Aurora's duty, as the commander of this mission, to make the actual report after all.
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Posted: Sat Sep 18, 2010 8:17 pm
For some reason, Miya was starting to get a bit nervous. The speed with which she had to get inside the dark room wasn't very reassuring, either. Looking around, she spotted the few things that were in the room: tables, aquariums, and plants. But...why so few, and so far apart?
Looking to Aleron, she blinked when she saw what the light did to his eyes. They looked almost creepy. Hers probably didn't look much better, though; just a deeper purple with brown speckles. "I...guess...?" she agreed quietly and hesitantly, sounding more like a question than a statement. Logic said no, but curiosity said yes.
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Posted: Sat Sep 18, 2010 8:17 pm
((I'm back))
Gin was of cource later then Boda as she'd showered and gotten herself actually presentable. She haden't found fresh clothing yet so the one's she'd been in had to suffice.
She came in shorty after the captin told Boda to help himself. She pused a strand of damp hair out of her face.
"I appologise for being late. But the chance to actually shower.. was one I simply coudln't resist" she admited quietly her damp tail flicked back and forth. She looked around, still wincing slightly at the brightness of the light. Had the light aways been this bright? It felt like this was much to bright. It was giving her a headache actually.
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Posted: Sat Sep 18, 2010 8:21 pm
Boda stood up and the first thing he looked for was coffee. He found himself a medium sized paper cup and filled the glass with the liquid, black goodness then looked at a box full of sandwiches and other assorted foods then passed by them to open a door. It was a closet.
'Where the hell are the MRE's?' He thought.
Boda stepped back out of the kitchen and walked over by the Commander. "Permission to speak ma'am."
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