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Keep Calm I am The Doctor
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 Posted: Mon Jun 11, 2007 3:43 am
Hyperon
En Route to Ultra System
Hyperspace
Letting out a sigh, Captain James Stratford [Has no one worked out the initals yet, and who I've partially based him on?] stood, leaving the ship to run itself, he strode to the back, searching through for something in his 'luggage'. Pulling out a bottle, he opened the lid, breathing in the smell, and sighed, then raised the bottle to his lips, drinking deeply.
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Posted: Mon Jun 11, 2007 6:49 am
((Nope.))
Arianeira heard the footsteps approaching although she was still unable to see. She could dimly hear someone telling her to drop her weapon but she ignored them. They seemed to confer before moving to grab hold of her arm. She reversed her grip on the knife and slammed the handle into the side of the first man's head. He went down with an "Oof!" sound, but before he had even hit the floor others were already moving forwards. With so many of them, the sounds were distorted and she was striking out blindly. It was several minutes before they were able to grab her; in the end they levelled a stun-gun at her, knocking her unconscious.
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afterdark_angel Vice Captain
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Keep Calm I am The Doctor
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Posted: Mon Jun 11, 2007 3:31 pm
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Posted: Tue Jun 12, 2007 12:40 am
((JS? No idea at all. Why don't you enlighten us, o educated one?))
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afterdark_angel Vice Captain
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Keep Calm I am The Doctor
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Posted: Tue Jun 12, 2007 4:22 pm
Hyperon
Ultra System
Reverting to Real space
The computer gave a bleep. The ship was ten light seconds from its destination. Sitting, with his liquid, Stratford brought the ship from warp.
And froze. All around him were Naval ships. They were all firing on a distant Pirate fleet.
A message boomed onto his screen. This is Second Lieutenant Banks, of the Phlebas. Identify yourself, or be destroyed. Stratford dully cursed, then opened a com's link. This is Captain James Stratford, of the Hyperon. The line went quiet, while the officer probably recoiled for being so rude to a seniour officer. M...M...My appologys, si... Sir. Came the eventual reply, Was you sent to re-inforce us? The voice sounded hopeful, and young. To damn young. While Stratford hesitated, a ship exploded, filling his communication system with screams. No, Stratford replied, I was sent to defeat them. There was a faint laugh on the com, before another split of screams marked another destroyed ship. Good.
Cutting the communication, The Hyperon drifted over the larger ships, at low burn, then sped up to a full burn to race towards the Pirates. banking down as the ships begun to fire, James dropped it to half burn to let the lasers miss him. As the ship spun up, he pointed it at a ship. As he raced past, he fired every weapon on his ship at it, which added up to a rather mighty 2 Particle Lasers, 8 Medium Pulse Cannons, 2 Fusion Missile Launchers, 25 Gatling Flak Cannons, 25 420mm Anti Ship Cannons, and 50 Avenger 70mm Gatling Guns. Enough to tear through the ships shields, and into the vital systems inside. shifting the ships orbit so it appeared 'upside down' as to how it had been before, then suddenly hit full power, which put the ship at a rather swift 200MG [Mega G's]. The outside blurred as the small ship returned to the Naval vessells, who were still pounding the other ships.
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Posted: Tue Jun 12, 2007 6:32 pm
Laria Space Station
Anna pulled out her passport and flying license, flashing them to the inspector at the doorway paying little attention to anything but the instructions the man gave her as he inspected the few items she had brough from her ship.
:Very well, miss. Welcome to Laria," the man said.
Anastasia nodded simply, continuing to walk, her cyan eyes only passing a final glance at the officer. Now what was there to do? Although she had never been to this station, she felt like she was bored already with it. Perhaps she just didn't know what to expect. She let out a small sigh, continuing along, her eys facing forward.
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afterdark_angel Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Jun 13, 2007 9:55 am
Arianeira awoke on the cold stone floor. It only took milliseconds before she recalled everything that had happened and sat up with a start. Her eyesight was back to normal but her temper was running high. This was the second time she'd had a bad run in on this stupid shuttleport and this time they'd taken her weapons. She was not pleased and her first resolution was to get them back. The next thing she had to do was escape. Luckily, the authorities had not discovered the symbol around her neck - that would have made things more complicated - so she sat on the floor of her unfurnished cell and waited for an opportunity. It shouldn't be too difficult.
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Posted: Wed Jun 13, 2007 4:04 pm
Hyperon
Ultra System
Reverting to Real space
As the Hyperon flew back to the rest of the ships at full burn, a message flashed up. Captain Stratford? We have a message from Laria, informing us to arrest you. If you go to the planet Ultra, we will claim not to have seen you. Thank you for your help.
Swearing, the Captain key'd in the co-ordinants and sped, disgruntledly, towards the planet, watching the battle in the rear viewpoints.
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Keep Calm I am The Doctor
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afterdark_angel Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Jun 14, 2007 1:21 am
It ws several hours before Arianeira's opportunity presented itself. It was singularly uninspiring. The development occured in the form of the hybrid who brought the meals. A small, weedy individula employed by the police force for any jobs that they did not want to, he was used to mingling with the prisoners and known for smuggling in items for them - at a price.
Arianeira stood at his approach and when he opened the door, he glanced up at her. "You want something?" He asked greedily, as he passed her the small tray of soppy vegetables. "I want a message taken."
The man rubbed his hands together. "It'll cost ya."
"I'm a member of the Guild. We're exempt from this sort of charging." She frowned at him, arms folded.
He laughed. "You and every other layabout in this building." He moved back towards the door, obviously intending to move on to other prisoners who were more generous with their cash.
Not ready to give up that easily, Arianeira pulled the medallion out of her shirt and held it up to the light. "Do the others have this?" She asked softly. The man froze, his eyes widening as he dumbly shook his head.
"Good." Arianeira said. "There's an inn in the suburbs, The Green Dragon, do you know it?" He nodded mutely, reluctant to open his mouth. "There's a barman there called Jet. He's a friend of mine. Tell him Aeron Skyhawk sends her regards. He'll know what to do." The man nodded again and Arianeira was tempted to laugh at the change in the smug little man when he'd realised she was actually a pirate. "Get a move on then." She added and he fled. Arianeira tucked the medallion back inside her shirt and settled back down to wait. She ignored the plate of vegetables.
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Posted: Thu Jun 14, 2007 3:45 am
Somewhere
unknown
Real space
Nonah, in her little space craft, had no idea where she was. She obiously didn't care either. Then, a loud crash from the left side. She looked out her window to see no left wing. "Oh damn, ole chap. Just marvolous. Another astroid feild." She said to Whenevae. The pine martin hid under the seats. Nonah tried to piolet through the shower of rocks with out a left wing, but it didn't hold up very long. The engien went out. She cursed agian. Now she was floating in the middle of space, no idea where, in an astroid feild.
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Keep Calm I am The Doctor
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Posted: Thu Jun 14, 2007 12:00 pm
Hyperon
Ultra System
Reverting to Real space
The planet grew larger as the ship swept lower into orbit. The retro's flared every so often to prevent the ship from going to fast. The heat shields flared up, then cooled as the ships onboard compensators activated. A few moments later, the ship hovered a few meters from the floor, then lowered its handing gear, completing the drop. One of the legs slipped on a rock, makign the ship start to pitch fowards, but a burst of retro let it reposition the leg onto a safer place. Moving towars his battle s**t, Stratford raised the ships shields while he suited up.
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Posted: Thu Jun 14, 2007 12:58 pm
The next time her cell door opened, it was opened by several officials. Arianeira made to rise, thinking that they'd come to get her but another prisoner was shoved into the cell with her. A drunk troublemaker from the look of it. The moment he entered the cell was filled with the stench of stale kariol, the type of alcohol favoured by the hybrids. It was weaker than the type drunk by the people on earth but compared to the humans, the hybrids were lightweights. He reeked of it and Arianeira had to cover her nose. The officials locked them in together and left.
Jet through off his frieze coat. "Surprise."
"You stink." was the only response he received from Arianeira.
He grinned. "It was only the coat. I wouldn't drink that rubbish." He spread the coat out on the floor and tore open the lining. Strapped securely to the inside of the coat was an assortment of 'tools' used for breaking an entering along with a selection of weapons.
"Excellent." She said, picking several up expertly.
"One more thing." Jet said, holding out a piece of paper. She took it puzzled, unfolding it to see a small red dot marked on a map.
"What the...?" She asked and then gasped. "My ship! You found it."
He nodded. "They anchored it out on the other side but then someone was bribed to do a servicing on it. It didn't take much for one of our tags to get word of it and pass it on to us and we set out a probe." She was so excited that she hugged him and then quickly back-tracked, recoiling from the smell of the kariol.
"Let's get to work."
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afterdark_angel Vice Captain
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Keep Calm I am The Doctor
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Posted: Fri Jun 15, 2007 11:43 am
Hyperon
Ultra System
Real space
Running a scan, The ship scanners picked up nothing. "..." Stratford was suddenly suspicious. Switching his scan to search for life, there was still nothing, "..." After a few moments, he searched for toxic gas, then gasped as his gauge turnt red and bleeped, showing it was overloaded. "Oh my..." he murmered, then repowered the ship up, he'd landed on the only planet in the small system, and found nothing. He lifted off, pointed the ship up and hit maximum burn, setting fire to the toxic gases as he passed it. As the ship hit orbit, a Naval ship opened fire on it. Corkscrewing to avoid the fire, Stratford cursed. He was clearly wanted dead by someone. As he stunt flew to get away, he begun to power the warp drives, then was knocked back in his seat as the ship raced away.
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Posted: Fri Jun 15, 2007 1:57 pm
Laria Space Station
True Space
Several hours later, Arianeira and Jet were back at the spaceport. They had ditched the friezecoat and Arianeira had also recovered her weapons, despite Jet's reluctance to waste time hunting round the prison for them. They were now inspecting the outside of several spacecraft.
"I like this one." Jack said, indicating a chunky and ostentatious but expensive model." He'd always had a weakness for showy things, the main reason he'd chosen the pirate's road. Arianeira glanced over but shook her head.
"Not enough speed or agility for this job. We need something slimmer." She indicated a two-man craft that was comparatively sleek and sophistocated. Jet looked disappointed and only agreed when Arianeira pointed out that there was a good chance of them getting the craft they rode in smashed up. They used some of the toold from the coat to break through the sensors and stole aboard, soon taking over the control systems. Within seconds they were in control of the ship and quietly sped out of the port without any of the lookouts the wiser.
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afterdark_angel Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Jun 16, 2007 8:41 am
Nonah set out an S.O.S signal. It worked for a few seconds, then a flying rock hit the front of her craft, and the signal broke. "Crap....crap crap crap crap crap CRAP!" She said angery. She swore a few times, then kicked the control panal. IT bleeped on and the S.O.S signal went out agian. "Wow...I guess kicking is the new thing, wot?" She laughed.
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