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Posted: Thu Feb 28, 2008 9:41 pm
The young hacker with no apparent name (and certainly no story importance) passed by cautiously, distracted by trying to remember the ship's layout enough to get to a secure section.
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Posted: Thu Feb 28, 2008 9:50 pm
Forde noticed the young man and smiled as he approached. He waited for the right moment, grabbed him back the back of his shirt, and pulled him inside.
"Scream for me." Forde whispered into his ear, but laughed as the young hackers eyes went wide. About halfway up his back, Forde's dagger was slowly making it's way up along side the spine.
After the dagger broke through the neck area, Forde reached into his closet, pulling out an assortment of small bags, medical tubing, and things of the sort. "Love those medical supply stations..." He muttered as he tied the tubing around the base of the hackers arms and legs.
Forde hummed to himself for a moment as he finished up. "Oops...can't have that one too loose. Arm blood is no good!" When he was finished tying, Forde slit the throat of the hacker, and positioned him over the bag, letting the blood flow into it. He smiled as the bag filled, and then sealed it shut and threw the young man into the corner of the room.
Forde placed the bag into his suitcase, along with a select other few items in his room, and paused in front of the door before leaving. He looked down at the stains of blood and food on his shirt, and swore. "Ugh...filthy." He said to himself, and changed before heading from his room.
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Posted: Thu Feb 28, 2008 10:00 pm
Jason Bartholmew St. Crist died on the 29th of February, in cold blood aboard a doomed vessel. Were God to give his staring eyes a eulogy, he would say, "It's not only the good who die young."
((o.o))
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Posted: Fri Feb 29, 2008 8:51 pm
--> OoC: Sorry for the wait guys, I got held up by school and work. Sorries! <--
Loraine gave a yelp when she was lifted off the ground by the boy and onto his back. "But why doesn't she bring her friend with her?" she asked the boy curiously looking back at the girl and her unconscious friend. She bit her lip as the boy carried her towards the bar, but then a tremor erupted from somewhere within the ship and the boy fell, knocking Loraine off his back and her head hit the base of a pipe that came out of nowhere (or something like that).
As everyone's heart pounded and people began to get really scared, Loraine remained unconscious on the ground. She'd bitten through her lip when she'd fallen from the boy's back, and that bled a bit.
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Posted: Mon Mar 03, 2008 4:44 pm
((no worries, Blumoo, school tends to get in the way of all of us.))
Haldis was sitting in the hallway looking unconcerned by the general disarray. She stood over AC's form, looking down at her.
People rushed by on all sides, attempting to find a place of safety as the alarms sounded and the ship continued to shake and shudder from the attack f Erebus. "Silly Lux is going to kill all the people if he can, that's no fun. I don't want to go back to Lankin."
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Posted: Mon Mar 03, 2008 11:53 pm
Forde left his room and started walking towards the prison section, there would be less guards there, and he would be more free to do as he wished. He looked at Haldis as he passed, and shrugged. Stupid girl meant nothing to him.
He shifted the briefcase he was carrying, along with a pack he had grabbed from his room, and swore when he realized he had forgotten the food. "Can't find the damn stone if I starve to death..." He muttered, and turned back, this time pausing when he reached Haldis.
"And who might you be little girl?" He asked when he saw her.
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Posted: Tue Mar 04, 2008 6:30 pm
Haldis glanced up at Forde. "My name is Haldis." Her blue eyes stared him down, blinking only once. "What do you want?"
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Posted: Tue Mar 04, 2008 10:21 pm
A cliche siren erupted from the speakers, and the annoying sci-fi red light started to flash. As the voice that issued the warning only sufficed in concluded the 2000's space movie genre. "All commercial passengers please..." then about this time he had stopped listenting. Overun by crimnials, he had expected this excitement and thus why he had brought a small supply of guns to sell. Being a liscenced arms merchant he didn't even need to smuggle them in. Not to mention he had connections with the designer of the ship forcing the captain to take it easy with the restrictions placed on this passenger.
Kay smiled, "An outbreak of prisoners? Need protection? Need to get rid of items that would make prisoners target you in their attacks? Why not exchange them in for protection. Small, military grade shields as well has high priced relics from the Mimic Wars. Even an artifact PEEstol. Not good with ancient weapons? Or don't want someone to kill you with the weapon you just bought? Get the Human Laser! One p***k in your finger and only when your DNA, Vitals, and signature ENI match does it fire, protecting you from your enemies getting your gun and killing yo with it! On your way to the Bridge or Prison, why not buy something to secure your "entrance"?" taking advantage of the confusion, as well as keepy sturdy the paranoia that was fed unto these people Kay went about waving the weapons he had. Most people either ran past trying to leave until he decided to show them his guns where "nessicary."
A small laser bolt zoomed pass the exit barley missing an individual that was going to step on a little girl.
"Now was that nice? See if you had a Military Gravity Shield people wouldn't be able to trample you!" holding up a small box that looked like it was the bottom of a gravity boot, if one was foolish enough to even look at it. "So what say you? Gaurentee your safety or go out like mad men?" he said as the crowd had calmed down to listen to him. It wasn't until he started packing up his items that they realized what his true objective was. He had simply calmed the riot that was pertaining in his area.
"Alright, now I am sure the guards have instructions on how to get where, safely, so why don't we actually try to listen?" he said to the crowd as he walked among them, simply getting lost in it so they would all stop staring at him.
Grumbling at the loss of the customers he had, he decided it was best to sneak out of the area and make his own way to the prison, but through less then "optimal means". Placing his left foot on the wall and waiting for it to kick in, he started to slowly walk up the wall. His other foot being fitted with an adhesive, it stuck to the wall just enough for him to push of and take another step. Soon he was walking upside down on the ceiling. Occasionally he would do a "crunch" to get the blood flowing the right direction so that his headache would go away. IT looked quite odd actually, even in this more scientific world. Someone jogging and doing crunches on the ceiling? Definable not a common occurrence.
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Posted: Thu Mar 06, 2008 10:47 pm
Haldis leaned down and grabbed AC by the collar. Despite her child-size, Haldis was able to drag AC along with ease. "If you wish to talk," she said to Forde, "then follow me to the bridge. She glanced up as Kay's noise making and bizarre behavior passed by, and then continued on to the bridge.
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Posted: Sat Mar 08, 2008 9:31 am
Kay decided to drop down on a few muggers whom had attacked, yet another criminal. After he had knocked the two unconcious the third thought he was comming to mug him so he sent a punch at Kay. A knife seemed to come out of nowhere and plunged through the mans head, about a millimeter up and it would have been right inbetween the eyes.
Kay's hand twisted and the sound of a cracking skull could be heard. Shaking his head he had over heard the fact that the bridge was indeed harboring passengers, figuring that is where the "benficiaries" would be cargoed two, he still kept going to the prison section. He would be locked in with many criminals and other people induced with paranoia, what better place to hide one of the key cards? Also, what better way to ruin the reputation of the Gilgamesh then to collect all of the key cards and unlock the bridge and prison to the surrounding environment? If he got the stone, then his lineage would be able to carry on with the stone and he wouldn't mind dying.
"But alas, to many taste have been untasted. We will figure out a way to surivive on the way. And if not, why by saftey?" he said implying that the key cards would be the "blood diamond" of this strip.
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Posted: Sun Mar 16, 2008 1:13 pm
At some point before the hull was completely breached, Jeff regained his bearing and got the unconscious Loraine to the bridge, plowing through people like a linebacker and trusting that Haldis knew the way.
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