The Butterfly Effect (Formerly Caprica)

[Nelle Kozera]

About twenty seconds after the little demonstration from the android emergency crews began to poor in. One thing that one would have noticed was, that aside from the people that where actively helping the people on the train the hundreds of people that had been in the square when the crash had happened where merely watching. It wasn’t that they were scared or incapable; it was disaster voyeurism at its finest. The people of Caprica were watching the disaster because it was disaster and nothing more. If one was to look around one would notice that the majority of the people on Caprica where reptilian, secondly, no of them looked alike, Not in the fact that where all different but in the fact that each one while vague similar was radically different from one another adding to the effect. Most of the emergence craft where ultra-lightweight VTOL craft with thrust vectoring propellers attached to the craft. EMT’s began flowing out of the medical albatross in droves to help the wounded a few of them caring bandoliers like belts filled with medical cells.

Weather it was odd or not was for the individual EMTs they went for the people that where already dead but with relatively little or no brain damage and started to bringing those back to the albatross first. Though there were not many of those. It was a minute later that a few people with the images of black suns on the chests their uniforms came to grab the wounded.

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Text scrolled across the mercenaries’ visor. ‘Well done, you have earned you ten million credits, we may enlist your services in the future…’ A second message came informing the wolf that a transaction of ten million credits had taken place that included his bank accouts…

[Arratra]

Arratra looked up as the shuttle landed noisily not far off, and the ship came to a hovering position overhead.
"Get her aboard the medivac shuttle," he told Darien, "The ship has a fully-equipped medical bay and a medical AI."

[Brome Teks]

Darien Nods and lifts the Vixen into the shuttle, climbing inside of it to do so.

He begins to secure the straps and whatnot to her.

[Nelle Kozera]

(Um...there is a medical albatross right there....and...your on the planet with some of the best hospitals in the GSA....)

[Arratra]

OOC* Arratra doesn't precisely trust these people. He's happier helping people aboard his own ship.

[Akhil.WhiteWolf]

Rashek grins as he approaches the gates, walking right in, flashing an ID at the guard anyway, just to be sure. He smiles inside, thinking of what he just did for such a grand sum of money. Necessary losses, he told himself. All to eliminate a worthwhile target. The same phrase he'd used for decades, to justify all the death he'd caused.
He'd gotten used to it fairly quickly, of course. He didn't even need to say it anymore, he just did it out of habit.
He approached the building swiftly, taking off his helmet and removing the lenses, putting on a sunglass-looking device over his eyes instead. He quickly ran his paw down his hair, combing out a few tangles. He felt the dyed lock of hair, a deep purple, and smiled again. How he loved it.
He locked onto one particular signature inside the building, a rather large, white dragon, walking two floors above him, with another creature, a canine like himself. He felt a little stab in his heart, thinking the worst, then remembered it was his assistant. He smiled again, much to the worry of nearby workers, as they hardly ever saw him smile. A moment to remember for them, he thought to himself.
He punched the button on a nearby elevator swiftly, stepping in as the doors parted quietly. He grew almost impatient as the elevator rose a little too slowly for his liking. He finally arrives at his floor and steps out, helmet tucked under his arm, rifle swung around behind him on its webbing. He checked where he was at again, and quickly turned into another hall, heading on a crash-course for the dragon.

[Cobalt3924]

Kai’Sera sat down on the ground nearby, utterly distraught. She had managed to pull five people free from the wreckage before the medics arrived. The sight was enough to cause her to break down in tears.

She sat on the hard concrete as a small tear dripped off her muzzle before she looked around at where the Gratiir was standing, but he was gone. She looked at a small snapshot of him that her visor had taken before and she spotted something that infuriated her:
He was smiling.

“So… You were the one that did this.” She whispered to herself, looking at his image.

[BIos_Reaper]

(OOC: Cobalt... My implosion device only fired for 10 seconds, it was to suck in the flames and partially drain O2, not to suffocate the people... I don't cause people to die... Besides, how does everyone know my name?)

[Cobalt3924]

(OOC: Cobalt... My implosion device only fired for 10 seconds, it was to suck in the flames and partially drain O2, not to suffocate the people... I don't cause people to die... Besides, how does everyone know my name?)

(OOC: My bad. Fixed it. That and Kai'Sera Didn't know your name. It was so that Other RPers knew who I was talking about.)

[BIos_Reaper]

(OOC: It's all right. I'm usually quite the Paladin, but I'll have the merc in this story know when I catch up to him I intend to make sure he can never move a limb again.)

Stepping out of the wreckage of the car, the people walking by him giving him their thanks, he would have smiled, but his face was missing. The tatters of scorched skin began to re-knit however, re-forming his exterior outlook, bringing back the 20 year old in-his-prime young male appearance the android preferred to hide under.

After all even if you have the collective intelligence of a 100 year old entity worth of data transfers, that's not reason to not want to feel young and cute. Looking at the glass on the ground he figured, bare-pawed not so good and idea anymore, his ADD often caused him to ignore the prime-morality-and-decency or PMD protocols installed in his base code.

Lifting one foot at a time metallic components formed out of seemingly nothing but bright, circuit-like blue light, solidifying into toed robotic looking boots, the same happening to his chest, groin and hip area, making him appear much more robotic, covering his hands in black, segmented armor pieces with soft dark gray lined padding on them.

Stretching his limbs he stepped up towards the emergency crew, offering his aid to them, using his brute mechanical strength to rip open the cars or lift debris. Being robotic had massive benefits, though he couldn't help but shoot the civilians going by a poison-like glare, he hated civilians who just stared... To a point where he got fed up and openly spoke, albeit rather quietly, but loudly enough for many to hear him. "Okay, party's over folk so either grab a hazard suit and help out or get your worthless asses home or so help me I won't hesitate to shoot at you!" With that his eyes started glowing a bright red. That should be enough incentive even though he'd never actually hurt anyone but hey, a low-yield stun laser never hurt anyone, well technically it did hurt... A lot, but at least it wasn't lethal!

[WolfyWetFurr]

Kaythe's slender furred tail brushed past the dragon's as it waged behind her self a few times before they put some space between themselves. She perked her ears, feeling her body starting to vent heat as they walked the well kept halls. Her posture was still relaxed. Being back in company zones and not mingling with other populace, she allowed herself to relax more, adopting an easy gate the rolled each hip and her free swaying tail with each stride. She felt good, her lips pulled back in a smile that Dresdin had come to know as such, rather than the slight snarl it looked to be. "If ya don't mind me asking before we get there, what is it we are to be seeing to?" she was curious to say the least and liked to be mentally prepared for things. There was not much that Dresden could not handle on his own.

The karn raised a hand to touch one of her short blade like horns. The electronics about them were something that took her a year to get used to. All the signals moving about were often caught by her though most of it she never understood, not having the know how of how all the computer languages. A minor hint suggested that something was paying more attention to Dresden and herself but it was fleeting and ended up being ignored, dismissed as a passing security camera or scanner which were all too common.

Her fur seemed electrified and the run like pasterns in her fur started to gain an incandescence as she continued to get rid or more body heat left over from being out side. In wearing such dense clothing, she did not need much of her own heat. "Perhaps we could grab a drink together on the way. Gota be a refreshment station near..." her words faded as if she was ready to say more but realized that was all there was to say, focusing instead on her surroundings.

Kaythe lowered her hand to the front of her top, un-clipping the double breast plate to allow herself to breath deeper and to further vent heat. The steel clasps popped as she unfastened them and the plates clung to the fabric. Being open there was an inch space that showed her now half way un-zipped top leaving just enough of an opening to hint at the valley that ran down the center of her chest. She did not carry herself in a lewd fashion and her smile was a kind one. Perking her ears forward she smiled, "People are thinking about you again." She teased. She was no mind reader but she had gotten used to being around large amounts of people that thought of Dresden enough to pick up on such vibes. Not to mention that even with out such any one could say some one was thinking of the white dragon and be right at any and all times of the day.

[Nelle Kozera]

Not one, not two, but eight Thetas came into the maglev train crash area, each one of them where making a bee line towards the good Samaritans. Within seconds the group was surrounded by the eight The lead one started talking aloud. “Each one of you has been charged with murder, attempted murder, terrorism, and disturbing the peace, you may come peacefully or we will make you come.” The Thetas said each one of them if necessary could very well carry out their threat if needed be. One of the Thetas looked at out anthro dragon, “You are to fined five hundred thousand credits for violating the Caprican no flight zone.”

(Before you guys jump the gun, each one these thetas are former shock troops, do you really take them on?)

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“Pandora…” He said, Pandora was one of SDI’s next generation AI prototypes which were one of its most highly classified projects. It was then that the dragon turned around to see a large wolf heading his way. He shifted his wings being quite for the moment, the wolf didn’t have the clearance to hear what they were discussing but he was still happy to see him anyway, though he thought that Rashek was still off world. “Well well, someone is back early, get your job done?” He tone was causal as it always was when discussing topics such as this, that and he still need to keep image for the employees he would deal with the other issues regarding the wolf later, he had something for Rashek to do at the moment anyway.

[Cobalt3924]

Kai’Sera said nothing as the Thetas surrounded her, but looked up as the lead one gave their judgement.

“Excuse me, but what evidence do you have to suggest that we did this?”

[BIos_Reaper]

Looking up, rotating his head towards the approaching creatures, stepping away from the wreckage he approached, halting mid-way, brightening and dimming his eyes as if he were adjusting to the brightness.

"Is there a problem here officer?"

He regarded the creature as an officer, something he expected would at least be similar between his world and theirs. Remaining perfectly motion and expressionless, the Theta would get no readings off of him. A good thing about machinery, no biological emissions to sniff out or read out.

"For according to my sensors no one here is responsible for this catastrophic event, meaning whoever is responsible for this order is relying on false information, this must be corrected as clearly organics are incapable of discerning their own illogical conduct lest someone else slam it in their faces.

I will come quietly to be processed however. I have no intention of displaying disobedience to this worlds law. "

With that he prepared for what was to come, be it for good or worse. However even if these units were elites, should he need to he could always neutralize them, nothing that lived could not be taken apart.

[Akhil.WhiteWolf]

Rashek grins as he approaches Dresden, holding out his hand. "It went very, very well. A lot better than I expected it would. It was surprisingly easy for what I assumed it might be like. So how've you kept while I was gone?"

[Brome Teks]

"Woah, what? How could I possibly have caused this?" Darien asks as he holds his hands up.

[Arratra]

"I beg your pardon!" erupted from the com unit on Arratra's wrist, making even the anthro dragon jump.
"Likilia! Enough!" he said into the unit, tapping the mic and causing a squeal of feedback. He winced, covering the speaker.
"I am sorry, but I am afraid I must decline," Arratra said to the Theta, "And the fine is null and void. My ship is a military vessel, inside the no-fly zone on a humanitarian mission. And you can't exactly fine the ship's AI. I didn't tell her to breach the no-fly zone."
"The Captain is right," said Muukhuz, her hologram projecting from Arratra's wrist, "While I have no funds, I am under no ownership, and am an integral part of this vessel. Attempting to remove me would be an act punishable by execution... under your own laws, I believe," she added, "With the Captain ashore, he is in no way responsible for this ship. The fine is negated."

[Nelle Kozera]

One of the planetary AIs Adraen made an appearance from one of the nearby holo emitters. “It frankly doesn’t matter if you’re military; you knew well in advance that entire air space was a no fly to all vessels with the exception to designated craft. Neither you nor your vessel falls under that classification, nor does your status as military grant you very little privileges, this fine is revoked as you had no influence over the actions of the Alpha level.” Adraen looked coldly at the alpha’s Image. “You should know better than to violate the Air for such a minor incident this world has the best medical facilities in the galaxy there was no need to bring the few people you gathered to you orbiting ship…now, there are warrants for the arrest of each of you as I did not file them I’m not at liberty to discuss them so I suggest you follow the thetas…” With that the image disappeared, “You heard the Alpha, start moving people…” As they said this a police craft landed near them….

[Brome Teks]

"...Very well." He goes towards the police vehicle. .oO(Dammit, why couldn't the Coalition finish teleporter technology before this mission?)

Darien Mutters a few curses under his breath.

"Wait, that salesperson at the Computer shop saw me in there before and during the incident. She can clear me!"

[BIos_Reaper]

Following the Thetas, but keeping out of their imminent grapple range he proceeded with them, running passive scanners and sensors aplenty, not wanting to miss so much as a stray jingle-add if it happened to be suspicious. Twitching his ears and dimming and brightening his eyes intermittently, the few data files he had read prior via the bio-cortex interface had contained some rather disturbing information. Apparently being a business empire the GSA had no qualms about unethical conduct. It wasn't too problematic if there was solid reason behind it. Still, the massacre of over 6 billion sapient life-forms. Something like that was unforgivable by any standard, still. Holding his thoughts to himself he merely pressed onwards, awaiting the end of the long walk.

[Arratra]

Arratra followed the Thetas, but there was something in the way he moved that suggested that he was ready to explode into action in an instant.
"At the time of the incident," he said quietly, "I was still aboard the orbital elevator. I did not carry any explosives down from orbit."
He glanced at the com unit on his wrist. "Muukhuz," he said, "Engage stealth protocols and move back into orbit... Then go on FTL to the edge of the system."
"Aye, captain," the AI responded, as the ship seemed to shimmer out of existence.
"Is my medivac shuttle exempt?" he asked the Thetas, noting that it was still on the ground, "As a medical vehicle, I believe it is... but I am not entirely familiar with your laws..."

[Nelle Kozera]

The Thetas didn't say anything as they brought the detainees to their police craft which had pulled up near by. They loaded the group into what would seem like a fleshy cavity in the back of the craft. While it seemed like nothing more than skin it was not so on closer inspection even a military grade cutting laser would have little effect of the material.

Once the doors had been sealed behind the group they could feel the change in the local inertia as it accelerated down the streets of New Copenhagen. It took about seven minutes for them to reach the location in which they where to be taken. The 'doors' on the back of the vehicle opened again this time it was the same thetas from before but the area in which they stood was closed off hall that had been lined with mirrors. Aside from the Thetas stood a human, who seemed far removed and out of place on Capirca. "Each one of you are to follow the Theta designated to you, the reasons for you being detained will be explained shortly..." He said standing with his arms behind his back. A Theta come to each of their designated charges, after a moment they walked as a group down the hall of mirrors till they came to another room once again filled with mirrors. (Every has a room, your not in one of these as a group.) "Someone will come for you shortly..." Each of the Thetas told their charges, though the thetas didn't leave the rooms in which they resided.

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"Bored more or less, now I have something for you to do because well this area of the building is off limits to you" He pointed to the maglev elevator behind him. "But, I have something for you to do in a few moments a bunch of people are going to be put into the hall of mirrors, I want you and your team of friends to process them. I don't need a repeat of what happened last time, invasive questioning is fine, but don't harm them I have something for them shortly I just need to do something first..." He said and turned to Kaythe, "Come on we have to get this set up..."

[Nelle Kozera]

(FIXED!!!)

[BIos_Reaper]

Awaiting his turn to be processed he simply sat still, twitching his ears idly, zooming in on random features of the room, taking down mental notes on the biological aesthetics he saw on his way in. New Copenhagen suffered a sevire lack in security according to him, as such incidents would be very difficult to commit on his homeworld due to all it's policing and passvive non-invasive security systems, still it wasn't a big-brother community though, merely a well financed and well guarded one. His tail flicked about irritable, off course as a machine it was impossible to read any facial expression from him, to him it didn't matter if he talked to someone in detention or out in the streets, anywhere was fine.

[Cobalt3924]

Kai'Sera reluctantly allowed the Thetas to lead her to the room, but her large wingspan prevented the Thetas from touching her. She hated being touched especially by people with guns.

When she was lead inside, the waited for the door to close then sat in the corner and started writing in her journal again; this time also speaking into a small voice recorder. She deliberately spoke her journal in Rakeese because no-one except a Rakai could understand the language.

"Acp ptyyvr, cn tzz roj iztsjrd V otp rc hoccdj necy, V otp rc ztsp cs roj csj xvro roj druivpjsr ceatsvsys cs vr. V dxjte, roj djhcsp V ajr yk otspd cs rocdj Vpvcrd rotr iur yj ojej..."

(OOC: That's the Actual Language I created for the Rakai; not just some random gibberish. I'm deliberately writing it like that because it is virtually impossible to translate.)

[Brome Teks]

Darien rubs his eyes. "Gods, what a messed up legal system..."

He stands around in the hall, waiting to be processed.

[Arratra]

Arratra stepped into the room without complaining, noting, as he did so, that they had neglected to take his pistol. He had no idea how they could have possibly missed it, as he carried it openly.
"You seem to have forgotten something," he said, drawing his pistol, but then flicking his hand; he caught it deftly by the barrel, and held it out. "I expect it back once this business is done," he said calmly, "The Dark Core won't be happy if one of their top operatives is locked away. Or has his weapons taken."

[Akhil.WhiteWolf]

Rashek nods swiftly, patting Dresden on the back. "See you later, then." He turns on his heel and sets off to the Hall of Mirrors. As he walks, he puts his helmet back on, and patches into the security feeds of the building, looking at the people taken in. He opens several new comms, contacting several different people. In all of them, he speaks the same message; "Meet at the SDI building, East Wing, room 203. You have forty minutes."
Immediately, he gets responses on all but two. The responses varied, from "Yes sir!" to "Elek, al'verde!" and even more. He waited patiently for the last two. They finally responded, one saying "Seremir, vod. Be there momentarily," the other with a grunt. He quickly stepped into the room he gave them, and sat down, waiting patiently. He had plenty of time.
After around twenty minutes, the first two showed up, stepping in quietly. Two totally different looking individuals, a panther and another canine, walked up as Rashek stood, shaking his hand. They sit, and wait several more minutes, with very little small talk. They had a good idea what they were doing here. As two more walk in separately, they nod and shake hands respectfully.
Finally, the last one showed up, and sat down with a polite nod to all of them. Rashek sat up in his chair, and put his hands on the table, meshed. "Alright, guys. I'm sure you know why you're here. You're all my most trusted friends and companions, and you're all very, very good at your job. You're going to help me interrogate the detainees we got from the recent bombing. Here are your assignments." He stands, pulling out several chips, tossing one to each of them. "This has all necessary information on the subject you're interrogating, including what they were doing at the time. Get all you can out of them. Jate'kara, mhi vode." He claps his hands, and they stand, breaking up and heading to their respective subjects.
He checks where his assignment was, and heads straight for it. He walks down the Hall of Mirrors, only on the opposite side of the mirror, seeing through it. He looks into the room he was assigned. Arrata Drakenguard. He shrugs, peering in, seeing him hold out his pistol to the Theta. He, knowing it can see him, signals the Theta, and it steps out, leaving him holding the pistol out to no one. Rashek steps in behind the Theta, and takes it from him swiftly, holstering it on the opposite hip of his own.
"Arrata Drakenguard. Please, take a seat. We're looking forward to hearing from a witness."

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Darien sat at his table, alone in his mirror room, for a little while. After a time, a large canine walks in swiftly, shutting the door behind him, sitting down on the other side of the table, backwards in his chair. "Welcome to professional interrogation, Darien. My name is Shukalar Shev'la. Would you like a drink, or perhaps something to eat?"

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Kai'Sera also sat alone, patiently waiting. Soon after the canine, a large, black panther enters her room, shutting the door and sitting down quietly. After a few moments, he speaks. "Kai'Sera Tre'Kara, correct? I trust you know why you're here. Can I offer you a beverage, or a snack?"

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Quanti waited, observing the room, twitching his tail irritatedly. A female vixen pops in quickly, shutting the door behind her lightly. She sits down, grinning. "Hi there, Tierien. My name's Ruusan. Can I get you anything, before we get started?"

[Arratra]

"I'm afraid I'm not really a witness," Arratra said, shaking his head sadly, "Just a good Samaritan. I was still on the orbital elevator at the time of the explosion... but I know explosives, and that was most likely a military-grade 'needle bomb'. I've seen them before... never used them myself. Too sloppy, too much collateral damage."
He sat down, frowning. "Um, one question," he said, "Are medical craft exempt from the no-fly zones?"

[Akhil.WhiteWolf]

Rashek takes off his helmet, thinking for a moment. "Hmm. As far as I remember, they are, but this is from my knowledge as of many years ago. I haven't looked at the laws recently, sorry. Your input on the explosive type is taken note of, as is your non-witness status. Our apologies, we just apprehended non-victims. We still intend to question the victims, when we can. Unfortunately, we have very few leads right now, and we don't know much, other than it was a very big boom, and there were at least..." He looks inside his helmet for a second, and sets it back down. "Forty-one fatalities, and many more injured. Any information you have can lead us to a better answer faster, so please, don't hesitate." He smiles briefly, flipping open a panel on his wrist, pulling out a small stylus, writing down a few things. "So, anything?"