Missions of the Black Orchid

[Vegas]

"Aye, Ma'am," Vegas sighed before standing up. Well that was a tad bit embarrassing... Although I guess being alive kinda makes that even. Kinda. He paused a moment to place a hand on Odin's shoulder, "Welcome to the Orchid," he smirked before exiting the bridge.

He decided to take the Captain's advice, and so he strolled on down to the Armory to turn in his rifle, though he decided to keep his sidearm. Force of habit; he didn't like being completely unarmed, no matter what the situation. On that note, he proceeded down to the airlock, and by the time he got there he only had to wait about a minute for the docking to complete. He stood at ease and threw on a welcoming smile as the doors opened...

[OdinAshcroft]

Odin just stared dumbfounded at the sheer size and mass the Shadow of Hevus had. Inside, yes he was relieved to know it was on THEIR side, but my Bod, it was gigantic! He was too busy admiring its outer structure that the buzz coming from Vegas, Trinity or even the communications flew over him like background static, but it slowly filtered through and the wolf's ears twitched, making him look back as Trinity once more referred to him, but as an example in her case NOT to take anymore passengers. He couldn't complain. Both that he was much safer here, and he literally couldn't complain, as going back to her snapping on him and probably taking his head off while shes at it. Standing straighter, he gave a weak salute before she turned back to her heated conversation, sighing in relief.

...Which lasted a fraction of a second before Trinity requested he report to her quarters. He became a weird dull, dark hue of pink as he both blushed at the thought and paled at it as well, standing there in that state, nearly falling onto his face when Vegas patted his shoulder. He shook it off thanks to that pat, but he gulped and nervously followed after her, trying to straighten his attire out and look more presentable, as much as an out of work techspert as he could look in such circumstances. When he arrived as he'd hoped was the Captain's Quarters, he gave it a gentle tap with his metal tipped finger and waited, knowing better then to assume he had the right to enter...especially into a Captain's quarters...or a woman's quarters...or a woman captain's quarte-I'm drifting...

He stoo straighter and tried to keep a focused mind...an addled with fear and nerves mind, but still focused nonetheless.

[Slate]

"Granted, Novastorm. Prepare to be received in repair dock twenty-three." said a feminine, slightly digitized, voice. "Further non-classified information shall be transmitted upon completion of repairs." her voice lacked personality, but at the same time it didn't sound completely like a computer.

An invisible force seemed to pull at the Novastorm towards the immense ship, wether they were prepared or not.

The Black Orchid, forward airlock...

As the thick metal doors slid open, they revealed a light grey Asteran dragon standing nearly 8.5 feet tall. The parts of his body that weren't covered by armor were concealed by a red, close fitting, cloth-like material. On his right arm, there were to rods of metal the ran parallel along the length of his arm. On his back was what appeared to be a hilt of sorts with a similar metal rod, roughly three feet in length, coming to a 'T' at the end. His head was in no way concealed, revealing a serious, almost angry looking visage. He looked down at the wolf sent to greet him, and in a deep, cold voice he said, "Barracks." He also looked at the Sergeant's sidearm, but did little more than huff.

The Black Orchid, Trinity's quarters...

The metal door slid open quickly to a room that wasn't quite dim, but wasn't too bright. There was a well made bed in the far left corner of the room, underneath an elongated oval window. Trinity, however, was sitting at a table in the center of the room that could seat two others. The color scheme of the room was mostly silverish-black with red accents.

The dragoness was drinking a clear, light brown liquid from a small, clear glass. She closed her eyes for a moment, and ran her claws through her light blue hair.
"You don't have to be so formal, as you're not part of my crew. Heh, actually, I'd prefer it if you were more relaxed." she sighed for a moment. "I didn't always be the Captain of a military ship, in fact, quite the contrary... Those were the days. I mean, I was free! Even now, I'm free, but not like I was. Now I have to follow protocols and what not..." Trinity paused and took another sip of her beverage. "Sorry, I rarely get the chance to have a conversation with non-military personnel. Please, take a seat, and tell me a bit about yourself." she requested of the wolf. "Can I offer you a drink? I have quite the variety of beverages."

[OdinAshcroft]

The wolf blinked when the door slid open without notice and peeked in cautiously, admiring the room itself, the offer provided, and a rather surprised looking expression when he finally realized she was there, the Captain. Walking in, cheeks tinged with red once more as his attempt to add a looseness in his stride came off obviously strained as he took a seat opposite, gulping as tried to become comfortable.

He nodded slightly, and stammered "Apologies about that captain...Its not you or your crew...well, maybe it a little bit, along with what has happened in the recent future, but I've never always had the best luck with social encounters of any shape or form, so please, don't take it as a personal affront to..." he stopped when she sighed, stopping to listen further, blinking at how she put emphasis "Quite the contrary". Wonder what that meant. I mean, he wasnt quite sure the type of people that could get recruited by the Guard, but she seemed to carry herself with the control and power one would expect from an officer. I mean, what else could she have been. His eyes widened a little when he ran options that answered his question and bit down on his tongue as she went on. When she offered him a drink he lightly stammered

"Something carbonated is fine, thanks. I'm not much of a drinker...which is alright for anyone else to, I'm not trying to insult you I..." stops takes a breath, and as calmfully as he could, continues

"Well...theres not really too much dreadfully interesting for me to share. I'm bit of an eccentric inventor of sorts, but I try and find work where ever I can, under any circumstances, so I've been tending more of a repairman and maintance capacity, while keeping my other interests onto the side or as hobbies...Of course, as luck would have me, I've been too many planets in the galaxy, and proceeded to blackballed off a lot of them. I mean, I don't mean to do it, but well, when you try and explain to someone that they're wrong about something, especially something could cost one person a massive loss of funds, or hurt someone, most people tend to think I'm the problem and remove me instead of considering the real flaw...but I digress..." he said with a shrug, smiling a little, looking back the dragonic captain, surprised at how relaxed she seemed, especially after the conflict with a most stern and imposing opposition...oh, and the Selkis too.

"Thats really anything of real importance about myself...I mean, I could go onto the point I start talking about my astrological sign or what I prefer to read, but I don't think thats your cup of..." Stops, looking to the glass. Well, it was brown, but he wasnt sure that was tea.

"Er...your beverage of choice, I mean to say..."

[macrorufus]

OOC: Huo is a white fennec, with black markings. The stripes are unnatural in that they mark his right hand up to his elbow in black fur, and his left foot up to just below the knee. His ears are also black furred, though his body is mostly white furred, his shoulders have black fur that form circles.
His eyes are red in colour, due to a genetic anomaly. He wears a standard uniform, (although starched) and always wears a switchblade on his thigh.

A tiger edged round Kensyr Frel, and walked up to Vegas extending a hand. He was wearing a dress uniform which was marked on the shoulder by the infamous FSI symbol, indicating he was part of the Faction Signal Intelligence division, which the not so subtle name for the spooks.
"Huo Lao Hu, Signal Intelligence Division. I'm here to see the Captain."
The right hand Huo extended was black furred, while his left hand was white furred. Huo waited for Vegas to follow protocol and salute him first then Huo would return the salute. He was carrying a small backpack made of brown leather, he also wore shades to cover his eyes though the colour could still be seen from time to time. Attached to his right leg was a switch-blade, as well as a standard energy pistol attached to his waist.

[Nelle Kozera]

"Docking complete..." Pas said standing on his holopillar. "Bring the core down, don't need them freaking out about have a hot core in there bay." The Fury was brought down to it's lowest power setting, even then it was putting out well over the power peak of a fusion core or even a set of fusion type power system, though they didn't know that the Novastorm used anything else. The power core of the ship was shielded with several types of the shielding that protected it scans. It was given a false signature of a normal fusion core. "Jason go down to deck four and meet are friends that are coming on, fox..." She said turning around. "Thanks for the help, but it's best you get going, unless you want to stay over here, though i don't think you captian would like that..." She shurged.

"Andy how much damage is on the Bridge?"

"Not much, but i do need to replace these terminals..." He said, pulling off the charred Star diamond screens...

"Only 2, the rest go with Jason, once your done your are to go help them." She said, "...and jason..." She said stopping him on his way out, "Yes?" He asked, "Keep them away from the core..." He nodded leaving...

"Pas open a line to this beast...." As she said this a com line connected the tiny ship to the comparably massive vessel. "Shadow of Hevus, this is the Novastorm captain, i would like to know if i would be needed for anything?"

[Vegas]

OOC: Apologies for taking so long to reply, I've been having some interweb troubles lately.

RP:
Vegas involuntarily clenched his jaw as the Asteran Dragon stepped through the airlock door, though his eyes remained very calm. The Sergeant had a bit of a reputation for his poker face, and it often came in handy away from the cards. He nodded respectfully as "Barracks" escaped the Dragon's lips, but felt a tinge of rage as he heard the taller being huff at him. Asteran prick. Of course he respected the Asterans, but he'd always had loathed any being that considered themselves to be automatically superior to others.

Sagrasian relaxed slightly as the second being stepped out from behind the first. He saluted the newcomer before shaking his hand.

"Of course, sirs. Right this way." He fought the urge to glare at the Dragon before turning around. Luckily for the Husky, the main corridor would take them by both the Captain's Quarters and the Barracks.

The Sergeant paused in front of Trinity's Quarters, knocking on the door twice before waiting for a response...

[Mercurio]

“Well, I’m glad of some help.” Micky saluted the Novastorm’s captain and proceeded to return to The Black Orchid. “Man, what a day.. Seriously.. What.. a.. day..” He shook his head in disbelief as he ran the entire events in his head over and over again. He rushed over to the bridge but the he scratched his head when he noticed that the Captain wasn’t there. The fox shrugged, and decided to pay a visit to the barracks.

He popped his head in the barracks, “Hey sarge? I’m back, you in here?” He asked out loud, looking around for any signs of his lupine team leader

[Slate]

Trinity's quarters...

The dragoness proceeded to pour a dark brown fizzing liquid into another clear glass, and then set it in front of Odin.
"I hope you don't mind Cokesi." she then took a sip of her own drink. "Years ago, I would have envied you... But that is the past, and your life ain't mine." she grinned. "I can tell, you are a bit of an oddball, but then again, those are the best kind. I mean, you can always count on those like you to do something unexpected."

There was a couple knocks at the metallic door. Trinity set her glass on the table and got up, walking to the entrance of the room. "Oh, if you ever need a favor in your future travels, contact me." she said before opening the door.

The Black Orchid, squad two barracks.

"Micky! Glad you made it through that encounter. However, I need you to prepare to fall in line! The bridge just notified us that a member of the Arken Guard is on his way, and I won't have any of us looking like undisciplined slobs!" barked the Sergeant, now in Micky's face. "DO I MAKE MY SELF CLEAR!!" he yelled, grinning right after.

Shadow of Hevus, repair dock.

Contrary to what the crew of the Novastorm thought was going to happen, no one showed up at the airlock. Rather, several three-foot tall drones started to surround the ship, making small repairs to the hull, even if damage was negligible.
"Shadow of Hevus to Novastorm, commencing data transfer..." said the previous computerized femenine. She paused as it would take a few moments to complete the transfer. "And let me welcome you and your crew to the Milky Way."

[OdinAshcroft]

There was a couple knocks at the metallic door. Trinity set her glass on the table and got up, walking to the entrance of the room. "Oh, if you ever need a favor in your future travels, contact me." she said before opening the door.

The wolf smiled and nodded, taking the proffered glass, sipping from it gingerly, sighing as the fizzy drink went down smoothly if tingly.

"Oh no, Cokesi is quite good...I mean, its been sometime since I could afford some...been getting by with Royal Jolones Cola...not the best substitiute, but it did the job at a cheaper price...but I'm drifting..."

He laid back in his seat, drinking it lightly as he listened to her, blushing a bit to the oddball comment, but nodded his head, raising his glass in agreement. When she offered him a favor, he considered this as she walked off. He watched her in silence, still drinking his soda, his analytical mind flowing like the soda down his throat. It was considering the options that were now open to him...among other things.

But he snapped back to attention and saw that his acquaintence the seargent was standing there in the captain's doorway. His hand was halfway up and a smile was partially formed to greet the friendly soldier when he froze, noticing the larger Asteran behind him. The look on the husky's face and this new figure led him into a single conclusion: another conflict this way comes.

The wolf, beginning to pale once more, takes a long drag on his glass of cola.

[Nelle Kozera]

"Milkyway..." It was all Tiamat was going to say, the maps of her home galaxy where useless here. "Hmm, this galaxy is much smaller than ours..." She said looking over the map, the Milkyway was about 1/10 the size of there home galaxy. "Alright..." She said typing commands into her consoles, "This the Novastorm requesting permission to detach..." She asked, the otter and the shep came back to the bridge. "Just like a mothership, should have know..." The otter said sitting down, "And those drones didn't get near the computer systems." He said, "Good..." She nodded, waiting for confirmation.

[macrorufus]

Huo looked up at Trinity, and gazed her up and down. This was by no means a flirting move, the expression on Huo's face was so analytical and without emotion that it was as if he was filling out a mental card with information to be filed away in his mind, filing away every minute detail. Huo easily gave the impression that he'd know everything after that, his red eyes stared behind their shades and he saluted first, following military etiquette. Trinity's dosier did state she was one of the rare Faction Guard (1st Class). The Number 4 of the Light and Shadow faction if Huo was not mistaken.
"Captain Trinity, I am Huo Lao Hu and I represent FSI's interest in the recent developments. I will be joining your crew as I perform my mission. In the interests of following protocol I'd ask if I'm welcome aboard, though most people don't welcome the spooks." There is a grin at that.
Huo was about as forthcoming with information as a rock bleeds. Huo noticed Odin behind Trinity, and similarly began to make notes of this one. His interest in the wolf climbed as he noticed the wolf wasn't wearing a uniform.
Huo suddenly grins as he looks back to Kensyr, though he quickly resumes his bland expression.
My ancestor would laugh at how close I am to the Asterans.
Huo's behaviour and duty as a spook naturally makes a few people nervous, as no man is so guilt free of conscience that he can ignore the presense of one of the FSI's spooks. Though Huo, himself, was aware of the reputation that FSI had amassed so was doing his best to be 'one of the lads', or to be more correct, trying to be friendly.

[Vegas]

OOC: This is in the "Sins" universe now? Forgive me if I missed something but I thought this was a separate universe. Anybody know for sure?

[macrorufus]

(It's a separate universe, though sins does enter it in the form of the Novastorm)

[Vegas]

OOC: Ahhhhh okay that makes sense. I haven't been following the Sins stuff, so I missed the reference. Thanks for clearing that up

[Slate]

OOC: Sorry, because of Borderlands, I haven't really been on enough to post. Also, I'm going to be going to Arizona tomorrow for a bit of vacation, and won't be back until November 4th.

IC: "Our scans show that repairs are sufficient, though not 100%." said the computerized feminine voice. The drones stopped what they were doing, and flew back to where they originated from. "We did detect an odd energy signature emanating from your core, but our sensors aren't calibrated for fusion, so I doubt it is a problem." she noted. A few seconds later, the invisible force that was holding the Novastorm seemed to release the ship.

Trinity's quarters.

Trinity saluted back to Huo and matched his gaze. The look in her eyes was almost that of defiance, with a tinge of anger. To the trained eye, it was clear she didn't like what was going on, much less the fact that they were on board her ship. After meeting two of the Asteran deities in person, someone from the FSI seemed far less intimidating, though that still didn't change her jaded opinion of the organization. As for Kensyr, she has dealt with members of the Arken Guard before, one of those times was with Kensyr. These were always (in one way or another) less than pleasant.

"You may proceed with your 'mission', and my crew will help in any way they can. But know this, it is only your mission that they will help you with." Trinity explained, careful not to say she would help. "And you, what are you here for?" she asked, looking up at Kensyr, who at this point, was probably the largest being on the Black Orchid.

[OdinAshcroft]

(Ooc: Well, the more I hear about this game, its clear that it has an addictive quality to it. Still, its not a big deal, and I understand the need to play a game...still waiting on a way to get my hands on Mothership Zeta DLC for Fallout 3 <..< Anyway, hope you enjoy yourself in Arizona)

Odin sighed in subdued relief as he took swallowed his drink hard, feeling the heat rise as the two Asterans stood before one another, eyes clearing showing that there was tension between them, harkening to days where their ancestors would be ready to pounce and tear each others throats out. Or were those his ancestors? Then again, anyones ancestors, far enough, could've been prone to such violen-I'm drifting...

He tugged gently at his shirt collar as he felt appraising eyes on himself, looking to the other visitor, a fennec who stood so rigid and garbed in different but still militaristic attire. He wasn't sure if he was just curious or sizing him up for a body bag. The wolf shook his head, trying to shake away that mental image. But, he looked to the fennec and smiled weakly, politely holding his glass to him before bringing it back to his lips, silently thinking to himself, as sweat formed on his brow and that itchy tingling of strong tension raked its claws down his neck

"Maybe I should consider drinking some of the harder stuff if things keep going on like this..."

[Slate]

OOC: I didn't notice this, but it seems as though the second half of my previous post didn't post....

IC: "I am here to take Sierra to Earth for study." Kensyr said, his voice low, and serious.
"No." Trinity coldly said. However, Kensyr slammed a fist against the metallic wall.
"Ruken valdun not a choice!!" he roared, though this did not seem to faze Trinity. "You will comply, and I will take it to Earth."
"DON'T order me on my own ship! In case you have forgotten, I am in command here." she growled. If looks could kill, then the gaze they were giving each other would be a massacre.
"This may be your ship, but orders are still orders, and considering the only ones who can order me, -you- know they are absolute."

Trinity paused for a moment. She forced his hand, and he had a straight, but she still had a card or two up her sleeve.
"Fine. But she will remain here on this ship, and you can take her when we reach Earth." she explained, regaining her composure.
"Acceptable. But I demand to see its condition."
"No. Until we reach Earth I will not allow any unnecessary contact with her." She looked to Vegas, "Sergeant, please escort them to the barracks." Trinity closed the sliding metal door a second later, and returned to the table. The dragoness grasped the glass containing her beverage, and downed the rest of it.
"Luckily, I have no intention of returning to Earth any time soon... Now, where were we?" she asked, taking the liberty to refill Odin's beverage.

[Vegas]

Vegas managed a quick "Aye, ma'am" before the door closed in their faces. Glad to know I'm on her good side. He pondered a moment. Was he really?

Irrelevant, for now at least. The Sergeant spun on his heel, announcing "This Way" as he began the short walk to the barracks. He glanced at his waist to double-check his sidearm was there, almost subconsciously. Things just seemed... off lately. Off enough to make double-checking what you know not seem crazy. Sagrasian allowed himself a quick smile though. He was excited to visit Earth again. Hopefully he'd get some away time to visit home.

Ahh, the barracks. "Home." He smiled again at the irony as he opened the door, stepping though first...

[macrorufus]

Huo was not surprised that Trinity wasn't pleased with having a FSI agent onboard. Huo wasn't the type to be fanatical or strong-arm about things though, so he'd admit to himself it hurt abit not to be formally welcomed aboard. Though it was clear from her attitude that she was going to be a difficult person. Oh, sure, she never said she was opposed to FSI, but it was there... hidden in the nuances, and of course, highlighted by the direct refusal to state that she'd be available to assist FSI. Crew technically not including the captain. Still, he'd take it at a victory and work on her later. For now at least, he had access to the crew and ship.
Huo broke his concentration and grinned at Odin while Trinity was fighting with Kensyr. Though he only did so after he was sure he'd consigned every detail of the wolf into memory. He nodded a return greeting when Odin raised his cup, then focused himself on Trinity's words.
The fennec was a brave one, and certainly managed to keep a neutral profile while Kensyr and Trinity glared daggers at each other, though her sudden dismissal did startle him. Naturally he was content to follow Vegas, who knew the ship better than he, of course, to the barracks. Huo quickly picked up Vegas patting his pistol.
"Don't worry Sergeant, the pistol is right where you left it, though you mind pointing out which berths Kensyr and I are using?"
There was already a duffel bag just outside the barracks, as Huo had tasked a bot to take it aboard for him. He folded up his shades and gave Vegas a pat on the back.
"And don't worry about the formality issue, I'm gonna fish out some slacks. Your captain isn't much one for protocol it seems. And no, that's not FSI asking questions."

[OdinAshcroft]

Odin sighed in great relief when the "guests" left, though he was also pleased that the fennec returned the greeting so positively, although he couldn't help think he was being measured up for something...

He blinked in surprise when he realized Trinity was talking to him. Not only talking to him, but not showing an hint of the previous attitude she bore to the other Asteran. But, not to get on her bad side after seeing it in play, he quietly blushed and held out his glass while she refilled it

"Um, I believe we were talking about me...but,I think it was so rude of me to take over the conversation that, Captain..." he said, trying to sound as polite as possible, his glass still shaking a little in his grasp. "So, um...would you care to talk about yourself? O-or if thats n-none of my business, perhaps any other topic?" he stammered, taking a measured sip of his refilled and bubbly drink...

[Nelle Kozera]

Tiamat sighed with her ship under her own power again was something of a relief. "Bring us around i want a little space between them and us..." She said and wasn't comfortable till she was two light seconds away from the overly large ship."You wouldn't happen to know how those weapons tick would you pas..." The Beta level sim came to life at the utterance of his nickname. "No, not much of it i can tell, but i have deduced it a form of directed energy weapon and while we have the means to fend it off, we would irreparably damage the Novastorm's power systems should we funnel that much power to the inertial suppression systems." Tiamat nodded, "No way of fixing the core, so it would be a one shot deal?" He shurged at that. "Well, we could fix the core, provided we access to the nessary ultraheavy elements need, we do have a naite factory on board should we be able to find an appropriate metal rich system we could have a new ship in a week..." Tiamat once again nodded, "But no fury...." The AI nodded, "Alright i guess we are keeping this ship then, open a line to the frigate." The AI nodded, "This is the Novastorm do you have any plans as to where we can go, or would you rather we went are own way?"

[Slate]

OOC: The Black Orchid is a light cruiser, not a frigate. For future reference.

IC: "Novastorm, this is the Black Orchid, our Captain is unavailable at the moment. She should be back shortly." said a male voice, cutting the feed not a second later.

Meanwhile...

"No, no, that is fine, though I would rather not talk about the first sixty-five or so years of my life." Though she said this, she appeared to be in her early to mid twenties. "Like all 1st class Faction Guard, I was chosen by one, or in their case, two of the Asteran deities about eight years ago. Though most of the time since then was spent in some academy, only the past couple of years have been spent on this ship." Trinity sighed, poured more brown liquid into her glass, took a sip, and continued. "I have seen, experienced things I never imagined possible. I still don't believe in them, but the most extraordinary thing I've seen so far, is the power of the gods. Nothing I have seen even compares to a fraction of their power..." she stopped and looked at Odin, her eyes revealing slight intoxication. "Sorry, I try not to talk religion, but-" a knock at the metallic door interrupted. "Captain, your presence is requested on the Bridge." said a voice through the door. Trinity stood up, swaying slightly before gaining her composure. When the door opened, she saw a crewman standing at attention.

"Escort my guest to the lounge." she ordered, the crewman giving a quick nod.

Before long, Trinity was at her position on the bridge, and opened a feed to the Novastorm.
"In the interest of one of our 'organizations', I can't let you go on your way." She paused, and nodded to someone off screen. "A meeting at the location being sent to you is ideal. It's a small temperate moon, low risk for Selkis attack, as it is deeper in controlled space. I know it doesn't say much for trust, but that info package also serves as a form of tracking device, should you decide to change where you go." she paused again, and nodded, this time to a different crewman off screen. A second later, several dim blue lights illuminated not only the bridge, but every room and corridor on the ship signaling they would soon be entering compressed space.
"Once again, I am sorry, but I hope you understand." Trinity cut the feed, and gave the signal to Whisper.

The typical blue/green field of energy engulfed the ship, and it was soon on its way.
"Ensign, apprise our 'guests' of the current plan, and have a shuttle prepped for departure." Trinity ordered, going out of the bridge.

[OdinAshcroft]

The wolf quietly listened as Trinity gave him a look into her life, taking measure drinks from his glass to hide his reactions to some details. First sixty five years? He had an idea that some species aged slower than most but she only looked a few older than he...but then again, space travel could have a factor into this. It was interesting to hear that Asteran dieties were so "direct" with their people. He'd wondered if these very beings were indeed the figures in Asteran religion, but from the very few stories he'd been fortunate to hear, of power they wielded. It could very well be possible in this vast universe that gods could walk among mortals. Still no word on Bod though...

He smiled at her politely and waved a hand when she began to apologize

"Oh its quite al-..."

He too stopped when the message came in. He watched as the Asteran captain rose rather awkwardly. Perhaps imbibing in alcohol wasnt a good idea at this time, but he was guessing she'd metabolize it rather quickly. He finished his glass and set it down, looking to the crewman who'd been given the responsibility to look after him. He gently nodded and smiled while following the cue to the lounge...

Of course, once the ship went into Whisper, he suddenly felt the simulation of being drunk himself. Good thing he didn't eat, then...

[Nelle Kozera]

“Great, they’re dumping us off at a planet, wonderful….” That was Jason sitting on observation deck of the Novastorm, “We got to purge that data…” He said, “Not to worry, we it was uploaded I put it straight to Non-networked computer system, never touched the core, or any other system, all the data are on these pads. The only thing that is in the core is there charts, though I plan to purge the entire system once we have got the hang of this galaxy ourselves.” The otter said going over what he had on his data pad, even he was wiry to upload this information to his implant clusters.” “Think we should go to the moon?” Tiamat asked, “I mean we point the ship back home, but that across an entire super cluster, and I really don’t want to do that…” She was leaning with back against the window. “Well might as well figure out more of what is going on around here, if need be we rip apart a few suns before they let on our way…” The was a laugh before they left the room heading back for the bridge of the small vessel. “Might as well take a look…spinning up the Hyperdrive…” The power output of the ship increased one hundred fold as it pour power into drive system. “Jump on my Mark, 5….4…..3….2….1…..Mark….” The Novastorm’s Hyperspace strips glowed blood red as similarly demonic colored hyperspace window tore apart the membrane binding of the local space time. The Novastorm blurred into the opened before the wound healed behind the ship.

The Novastorm dropped out of hyperspace about 10 light minutes from the Moon they had been to told to arrive at.

[macrorufus]

Huo decided to start looking around the ship and doing general 'spookery'. He turned to Vegas and smiled.
"Say Sergeant, I heard from some of the other crew that there is a ship called the Novastorm, currently unknown. What's the deal with that?"
Huo had a light face, and a smile on, though of course, he'd spoken to no such 'crew' he'd simply taken records from the Shadow on the 'unknown class - Novastorm.'
He'd rather extract information as a friend, than have to use the Captain's authority.
Which meant he'd better relax a little, so he reached for his duffel bag to take some slacks out. He placed a pair of simple off-duty clothing, not that it really mattered, but the off-duty clothing were still military. This was done on purpose to subtly emphasise FSI, despite the fact that most spooks wore whatever they could, it was more about message than anything else.
So relaxed, but still military. That would do. Huo smiled.

[Vegas]

Vegas shrugged sincerely. "I'm afraid I know next to nothing about that ship. It handled itself pretty well in that skirmish, used some weaponry I'm not really famaliar with. If I had to guess, it's not from around these parts. Can't say for sure though."

With that, the Sergeant sat down on his bunk, removing the bulkier parts of his combat armor. Protection was good, but not worth the discomfort if there was no immediate threat. Underneath his armor was a black shirt, bearing the Faction Guard emblem in white over his chest, next to the word Sagrasian. Black BDU pants were tucked into his boots, rounding out the uniform.

Standing again, he stretched lazily before coming back to a fairly relaxed stance, his eyes as alert as ever.

"Unless you two need any more help, I think I'm going to head up to the lounge for a bit."

[macrorufus]

Huo smiled at Vegas.
"No thank you Sergeant, that's all I need."
The FSI spook then got round to changing into acceptable 'off-duty' slacks and then grabbing a cap which he jammed on his head, went off towards the bridge.

[Vegas]

OOC: Thread? Thread?! THREEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAD?!?!

I miss this RP :C

[Slate]

OOC: Sorry this RP has taken such a long hiatus >,=,> However, I am more than willing to continue with it!

IC: Trinity made her way to the hangar, the most open yet most crowded place on the ship. Of the two multi-purpose shuttle/dropships, one was prepped and ready for departure. It was currently equipped as a troop transport, which made it fairly bulky. It's color scheme matched that of the Black Orchid's, even the dual mounted vector turrets. The transport has shields and armor that can protect it during a 'hot drop', but this kind of craft was never meant to take on the role of a fighter craft.

The doors of the craft were already open, and Trinity stepped inside. She was almost surprised to see Kensyr sitting in one of the seats, though it seemed a bit small compared to his draconic frame. Most things are made to accommodate a range of sizes, but due to the differences in hight and build between the Asterans and just about every other species, things tend to either be too small or too large.

Kensyr looked at Trinity, but didn't say a word. There was an almost suffocating amount of tension in the air between the two dragons. Trinity broke the stare, and went up to the cockpit. There were two men at the controls, running diagnostics and preflight checks. Trinity was practically squatting to fit inside the already cramped area. She pushed a holographic display button and spoke.

"Sergeant Sargrasian and FSI Agent, to the hangar bay, transport Number one, double time." She went back down after saying this, and took a seat across from Kensyr. One could speculate as to why the dragoness has who she has chosen to accompany her on this mission, though an astute person could figure it out easily.

Kensyr was coming along for two reasons. Even though Trinity doesn't like him, she won't ignore the fact that he would be a very good asset should things take a turn for the worse, and she would rather have him aweigh with her, than on her ship alone.

Huo would have to come because learning more about this unknown ship is his mission. So of course, a chance to meet the Novastorm's captain would be a priority.

Sagrasian would be coming because Trinity needed a soldier she could count on, one of her own. And despite Kensyr's position as a member of the Arken Guard, and skill with a vector sword and shield, Trinity would rather have a soldier with a gun.

The Black Orchid took up orbit around the moon/rendezvous point. There was very little traffic in the area, and a quick scan showed that the only other vessel that didn't need a gate to travel long distances was the Novastorm.