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 Posted: Thu Aug 18, 2011 2:56 pm
On the lonely road... ...the only road i've ever known" Nathan moved quickly but silently through the utility sections of the ship, trying not to trigger any hidden alarms. He found his way to a service shaft and climbed in, taking a moment to ensure his weapons were loaded. "Alright mona, let's just hope you and your sister don't have to get bitchy" he mumbled to his pistols and began to scale the ladder leading to the upper decks, where he hoped to find some kind of mess hall or cafeteria and maybe an arsenal or weapons locker of some sort. After climbing a few decks he found an access passage into the main deck, which he carefully climbed onto. As soon as he was out he heard movement down the hallway, most likely a silent alarm got the attention of someone and a search party was on the way. "It's always somethin..." He drew his pistols and quietly backed down the corridor, until he almost tripped over a piece of metal that clanged loudly in the silence. "mother ********> he swore loudly, there was no point in being quiet now "Don't shoot! Don't shoot!" He yelled to whoever was searching for him, praying that they would understand, or that they would care. he slowly holstered his weapons and held his hands out to his sides and walked towards the approaching crew. "out of the friggin frying pan...
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Posted: Fri Aug 19, 2011 11:43 am
Hyle wasn't sure if Gilliam had come after him, but he didn't care either. What he was going to do was going to benefit both himself and his brother. Free maintenance and repairs for Starwind, decent food, they would get to keep alot of anything the two managed to find or salvage, at least half of it. And they'd get plenty of freedom and elbow room to do it their own way. "I still can't understand why he wouldn't like this idea. Sure, he's not the best with figures of authority but there's more to it then just taking orders. Hell, we'd barely have to take orders to begin with!"
Having arrived at the GP complex, he followed the directions as dictated by the signs in the facility. It wasn't long before he had reached the application center, and was promptly given a few forms to fill out. "Name, DOB, yadda yadda yadda...hm?" While filling out the form, Hyle came across a field titled 'Comrades/Subordinates/Partners: This field is used to detail anyone planning on accompanying you--'. Hyle stopped reading there, and started jotting down Gilliam's required information. Just his name, DOB, age, any licenses or permits he had, and his relation to Hyle.
A signature here, and initial there, and everything was completed. Hyle handed his forms to an attendant whom looked them over to check for completion. "Everything appears to be in order. We can assign you to a ship now if you'd like?" Without a second thought, and probably not a first thought, Hyle replied with a yes. "Let me see who we have a little short-handed..." A few taps and clicks later, the attendant had found a candidate. "Alright, you will be assigned to to acting commander Alexandria Tearlach's vessel. She's not on the planet right now, but she'll be sent a notice of your attachment to her crew. If you don't hear from her within seven days, please check back with us. Please look over this booklet, and thank you for joining the Galactic Privateers!" Hyle turned on his heel and strolled out in a much lighter stride then when he left the house. "Thanks babe." he said as he waved his hand in the air on his way down the hall.
But Hyle stopped dead in his tracks. "Oh s**t...we're a part of the GP now." Hyle looked down at the booklet he was given, which just had 'M.P.' in big letters on the cover. "Let's see what the hell I just did..." Hyle proceeded to read the booklet's contents and enlighten himself on his new situation.Quote: M.P. stands for Mercenary Privateer. This is the rank issued to you by Galactic Privateers (referred to as GP from this point onward). M.P. is a rank apart from official GP soldier ranks. It is a special rank given to those who join the GP through the Mercenary Attachment Program. The following articles are from the GPMPI Treaty. Galactic Privateers/Mercenary Privateers Intergalactic Treaty Article Number 1: Any and all M.P. are allowed to act of his/her/their own accord within the area(s) given to them by their superior. Galactic Privateers/Mercenary Privateers Intergalactic Treaty Article Number 2: Any and all M.P. are required to delegate half of any of his/her/their spoils and/or treasures to their superior after engaging in a Live Raid. Galactic Privateers/Mercenary Privateers Intergalactic Treaty Article Number 3: Any and all M.P. are not required to go on official GP issued missions, regardless of the superior's order. Galactic Privateers/Mercenary Privateers Intergalactic Treaty Article Number 4: Maintenance and repairs to any and all M.P. space vessel(s) will be payed for at the cost of the GP. Any upgrades must be payed for at the M.P. expense unless any upgrade is required by the GP. Galactic Privateers/Mercenary Privateers Intergalactic Treaty Article Number 5: The GP can and will provided rations for any and all M.P. if necessary. Supplement to Article 1: Any and all action(s) exacted by any and all M.P. outside of their designated area(s) are to claim responsibility for them if and/or when confronted about the action(s), unless it can be proven that any detrimental and/or impeding and/or any kind of negative action(s) was not their fault. Supplement to Article 2: A Live Raid is defined by the GP as the raiding of an active ship with at least, but no less than, ten (10) hostile bogeys. An active ship with nine (9) or less hostile bogeys is not considered a Live Raid by GP standards, in which case the M.P. are entitled to the entirety of their spoils and/or treasures if they so desire. The raiding of an abandoned ship is not considered a Live Raid by GP standards, in which case the M.P. are entitled to the entirety of their spoils and/or treasures if they so desire. Supplement to Article 3: Any and all M.P. are however eligible to partake in an official GP issued mission with the permission of the M.P. superior. A superior does have the power to order M.P. to not partake in an official GP issued mission. These articles are your new laws. Please abide to all the articles in the Treaty. Thank you for joining the Galactic Privateers!
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Posted: Fri Aug 19, 2011 7:42 pm
Before anything else could happen though, the intruder practically barged in on them. leaving Alex baffled for a moment. But upon lying eyes on the intruder, instantly her own eyes narrowed, and despite the fact he approached them in a calm manner, Alex whipped out her own pistol, aiming directly at the man's head. "Stay where you are." Alex barked loudly, "Put your hands on your head, now. If you don't, I will shoot." She added in a loud voice, approaching the man with her gun held at point with his chest.
Without taking her eyes off of the intruder, Alex spoke to Baakz. "If you wouldn't mind grabbing the others and a pair of cuffs, I would appreciate it." She said to him in a neutral tone, her focus on the intruder never wavering as she spoke.
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Posted: Sun Aug 21, 2011 4:45 pm
On the lonely road... ...the only road i've ever known ...And into the friggin fire. Nathan stopped as the ship's acting captain slowly approached him, gun raised, and started barking orders at him. "Acting Commander Alexandria Tearlach i presume? I'd say it's a pleasure to meet you, but under the circumstances it looks like pleasantries will have to be discarded for the moment." Nathan slowly complied with the Commander's orders, and as his hands reached the back of his helmet he rested his fingers on the manual release for his mask "Though, before we continue, allow me to properly introduce myself" He depressed the manual release and slowly the front of his helmet opened and slid back to reveal his face " Nathaniel West, at your service ma'am. Now, I'm obviously not in any position to harm you or your crew. Would you mind lowering the pretty little piece you've got there so i can offer you a little proposition that just might end up helping us both out?" Hopefully this time he could talk his way out of a potential gunfight for once. "Honestly ma'am, i've been shot at enough today by more people than i care to count, i really don't intend to give you even the lightest reason." What am i getting myself into...
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Posted: Tue Aug 30, 2011 5:53 am
If it isn't one thing, It's another. ENGINEER BAAKZ Baakz heard the shout and came running. The Acting Commander did not appear to be yelling at him specifically, so it was probably safe to see about this 'situation.' As he approached the area where the Acting Commander's voice had originated from, he heard two separate sounds: a strange voice, and the distinctive BEEP! of an incoming message from Privateer Command. Deciding that, based on the facts that the Acting Commander was armed and experienced, she could handle the situation, Baakz made his way back to the Navigation Suite, or 'bridge.' Once there, he shut off the annoying red light that kept going off next to one readout, and activated the Communications System.
After listening to the message in its entirety, Baakz muttered under his breath, 'How very interesting...'{Out Of Charisma}
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