Traveller: Life in the Marches - A ship of our own

Baggly · 20-03-2018 11:48PM

Fourier wrote: »

"Legally I have to remain here, I don't have emigration papers, but....when we get your ship, I'm coming with you..."

He's surprised at his own candour and becomes flustered.

"...I mean, if that's okay?"

'Why are you trying to flee this planet? And what is your plan once you do? We arent a refugee ship, we are a Scout Crew. Everyone contributes to the collective good, so that we all get paid and see some action in the meantime. So lets hear your pitch to get on the ship.'

Baggly · 20-03-2018 11:48PM

Fourier wrote: »

OOC: He rode it.

OOC: Evan you dawg

Fourier · 20-03-2018 11:51PM

Pter wrote: »

'Why are you trying to flee this planet? And what is your plan once you do? We arent a refugee ship, we are a Scout Crew. Everyone contributes to the collective good, so that we all get paid and see some action in the meantime. So lets hear your pitch to get on the ship.'

"The way they treat us, it's pure prejudice I mean...."

He fears such a line of reasoning will not appeal to Dhinor.

"...okay look, I know geology, that means I know the best places to land a starship, where not to land one and what asteroids to mine for selling to planets and starports. Riches and I can keep your ship safe."

He is almost sweating and his tongue hangs slightly out of his mouth, the Vargr have trouble hiding their excitement.

Baggly · 20-03-2018 11:59PM

Dhinor considers the situation and comms the rest of the group.

'Anyone with Zero-G or Athletics training can leave the ship during the survey mission. Ill need another pilot on board just in case anything happens to me during the mission. Anyone?

We also have a would-be stowaway to contend with - we need to get a read on whether he can be useful to us, so keep your eyes, ears and psychic abilities open, respectively.

Anyone coming on the mission, get here fast. We are almost ready to go'

OOC: Not trying to rush - everyone take your time and finish your adventures and whatnot. Dhinor has spent 3 days looking at Bakleth digging, so is just keen to get underway.

Dhinor turns and looks back to Aelnoen, with a stern look, before speaking in an even, quiet voice full of import and meaning.

'We will see how you fare on this mission and determine if your claims of proficiency are on the level, my little friend. It would be very wise of you to come clean now, if that isnt the case.'

Banjo · 21-03-2018 12:09AM

Fourier wrote: »

OOC: He rode it.

Evan slaps the flanks of the digger as he leaps to the ground. Turning back, he makes a phoney-phoney hand gesture and says
"Comm me!"

The digger doesn't answer. Evan makes his walk of shame to the raft, taking a back seat.
"Pilot! Set course for Salbarii. Make it so!"

Fourier · 21-03-2018 12:13AM

Banjo wrote: »

The digger doesn't answer.

Or so he thought.

"An organic relationship? Not in my line of work honey."

Then in a flatter voice.

"Humour module brought to you by Sternmetal Horizons. Just because it's industrial, doesn't mean you can't have fun.

Sternmetal Horizons, building your worlds."

Fourier · 21-03-2018 12:20AM

Pter wrote: »

Dhinor turns and looks back to Aelnoen, with a stern look, before speaking in an even, quiet voice full of import and meaning.

'We will see how you fare on this mission and determine if your claims of proficiency are on the level, my little friend. It would be very wise of you to come clean now, if that isnt the case.'

The Vargr swallows.

"Of course not, Mr. Pira sir."

Necro · 21-03-2018 12:28AM

Bakleth regards RJ with a sense of awe.

Steak pleasuring, copulating with mechanical objects...

This guy knows it all.

He rushes over and shakes RJ.

'Humie. Bakleth will devote his life to serving you if you agree to teach Bakleth your humie customs. Bakleth is impressed.'

He calls to the digger.

'Bakleth would like to ride. Should I pleasure a steak first?'

Banjo · 21-03-2018 12:38AM

"first rule, Bakleth. Never beg.

Second rule. Only captains get to put it about like this. You're a chief of security at best - bide your time.

Rule three : that digger is a lady, not some common harlot! Give her a chance to clean up before you soil her again. "

He claps the centaur on his man-back.

"Now sit! Ruminate while the cabin lights deluminate. Pilot! What's the hold up? Salbarii!"

Necro · 21-03-2018 01:27AM

Banjo wrote: »

"first rule, Bakleth. Never beg.

Second rule. Only captains get to put it about like this. You're a chief of security at best - bide your time.

Rule three : that digger is a lady, not some common harlot! Give her a chance to clean up before you soil her again. "

He claps the centaur on his man-back.

"Now sit! Ruminate while the cabin lights deluminate. Pilot! What's the hold up? Salbarii!"

Bakleth nods and attempts to sit - something he as a K'Kree has never done.

It is an awkward dance that goes on for almost an hour.

Eventually he looks at RJ shamefully.

'I have failed you. I cannot even sit like a human?'

The K'Kree starts to wail in an attempt at crying - again something the K'Kree has never done before.

Banjo · 21-03-2018 01:34AM

"I'm proud of you son. You can't sit but space-god-damn it you gave it your best shot. And you knew when to quit! They say winners never quit. But if you never quit, and you're not winning, you're an imbecile. Do we need another imbecile on this boat? Hell no we don't. Besides, as head of security you should always be standing, ready to trample our enemies with the mighty hooves of truth and justice. PILOT! Maybe we should walk it?"
He notices the vagrgr skulking around.
"Heyup. What's your story? And more importantly are you happy to sleep on the floor or in a cargo hold?"
He puts out his hand
"Saul. Saul LeFleur, space captain."

Mollyb60 · 21-03-2018 09:30AM

Pter wrote: »

Dhinor considers the situation and comms the rest of the group.

'Anyone with Zero-G or Athletics training can leave the ship during the survey mission. Ill need another pilot on board just in case anything happens to me during the mission. Anyone?

We also have a would-be stowaway to contend with - we need to get a read on whether he can be useful to us, so keep your eyes, ears and psychic abilities open, respectively.

Anyone coming on the mission, get here fast. We are almost ready to go'

[OOC: I assume that Verne and Glenn have gotten all the necessary equipment sent on to the plane]
Verne comms Dhinor, 'Captain, myself and Glenn are just finalising details with the Forgein Minister. We'll make haste to the plane as quickly as we can. I can pilot the plane while you make the descent into the crater.'
He then turns to Glenn, 'lets get to the plane as quickly as possible'.

jasonb · 21-03-2018 09:43AM

Glenn agrees...

OOC: Succint and to the point! &#55357;&#56832;

OldGoat · 21-03-2018 09:54AM

Nestor examines the cryopod.
"Risk and reward.
Risky to pop it open here, no reward that I can see if we do.
No risk to bring it back to town and the reward is being hailed as the heroes and saviours.
So, on balance and until circumstances change my new cold friend stays cold."

She goes about rechecking the unit, prepping things for an emergency defrost but stopping at the point of execution, leaving the whole procedure just a single button press away. A big red button*.

She comms Dhinor: "I've got ZeroG and athletic but I'm staying on board with the cryopod, or we can shift the entire cryopod to the digger and drive it back to the port for a controlled 'decanting'."

*It was just the 'return' key on the keypad but she decorated it with 3 subtle hues of red paint to make it seem larger and redder than it actually is.

conor222 · 21-03-2018 10:17AM

Pter wrote: »

Dhinor considers the situation and comms the rest of the group.

'Anyone with Zero-G or Athletics training can leave the ship during the survey mission. Ill need another pilot on board just in case anything happens to me during the mission. Anyone?

We also have a would-be stowaway to contend with - we need to get a read on whether he can be useful to us, so keep your eyes, ears and psychic abilities open, respectively.

Anyone coming on the mission, get here fast. We are almost ready to go'

Alex lands down to the ship, ready to go.

OOC: Sorry, not very good at keeping up with this at all, keep ending up reading about 5 pages of story and realising I haven;t done anything in a while :P

Necro · 21-03-2018 10:32AM

OldGoat wrote:

She goes about rechecking the unit, prepping things for an emergency defrost but stopping at the point of execution, leaving the whole procedure just a single button press away. A big red button*.

Bakleth wanders over and admires the button.

'Bakleth press? Thank you for helping frozen being.'

He reaches out to press the button..

Mollyb60 · 21-03-2018 10:41AM

conor222 wrote: »

Alex lands down to the ship, ready to go.

OOC: Sorry, not very good at keeping up with this at all, keep ending up reading about 5 pages of story and realising I haven;t done anything in a while :P

[OC: sames

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Fourier · 21-03-2018 10:59AM

OOC: No worries guys sometimes there is little to say, etc. Will probably change when we get to the action parts.

OldGoat · 21-03-2018 11:42AM

Necrominus wrote: »

Bakleth wanders over and admires the button.

'Bakleth press? Thank you for helping frozen being.'

He reaches out to press the button..

"Hold on a moment there Bak. Do you want to press the button... or... do you want these fruit baskets I brought? Hummm? Button or basket, basket or button?"

Banjo · 21-03-2018 11:44AM

Necrominus wrote: »

Bakleth wanders over and admires the button.

'Bakleth press? Thank you for helping frozen being.'

He reaches out to press the button..

Evan slaps his hoof? Hand? Hanf?
"Mr Bakleth! Back to your station! How are you going to be our chief of security when you're also the single biggest threat to the ship? Ms. Nestor! Prepare the cryo-pod for disembarkation. I think you're right - let's take the sure thing on this one. How long will you need to depopsiclise the cargo?"

"Sweet-cheeks" he comms to the digger "would it be in your remit to help us drag a potential survivor of a Scout craft incident back to town for safe defrosting? I can square it with Dyots if necessary."

OldGoat · 21-03-2018 11:55AM

Banjo wrote: »

"How long will you need to depopsiclise the cargo?"

"Do you mean how long to revive the patient or how long to move the fridge to the digger?
If it's the former then there are two options, safe&slow or rush&risky.
If it's the latter then it would take a few minutes to discombobulate the franjangle, switch it into autolease mode, snap the reticlets onto the fridgotubes and check the battery life of the digger. About 20 minutes all in all.
I'd have to go back with the fridge and digger."

Baggly · 21-03-2018 12:14PM

'We need our medic on this mission. Just push the damned button'

OldGoat · 21-03-2018 12:18PM

Nestor slaps the button.

OOC EDIT: Remember that scene in Ghostbusters where Walter Peck, the environmental officer orders the electrican to shut down the containment vault in the basement of the 'busters firestation?
/Backing away from the cryopod

Banjo · 21-03-2018 02:25PM

Evan begins to casually check that his shotgun is loaded, examine what the modifications are and how they might affect a close-quarters engagement with a xenomorph, and ask if anyone else saw the TripReel chiller thriller "Sleeper Reaper".

Necro · 21-03-2018 02:41PM

Banjo wrote:

Evan slaps his hoof? Hand? Hanf? "Mr Bakleth! Back to your station! How are you going to be our chief of security when you're also the single biggest threat to the ship? Ms. Nestor! Prepare the cryo-pod for disembarkation. I think you're right - let's take the sure thing on this one. How long will you need to depopsiclise the cargo?"

Bakleth growls in an unintelligible language and regards RJ with a hurt look.

'Striking K'Kree is punishable by death on home planet,'
He shakes his head.
'But you were good to Bakleth. Instead Bakleth just return favour.'

Bakleth rears up and kicks RJ in the chest. He then grabs a fruit bowl, rears up and gallops off the craft, heading for a quiet corner so he can regain his composure.

They wouldn't like Bakleth when he wad angry. Hooo, boy they sure wouldn't.

Banjo · 21-03-2018 02:50PM

Evan remains where he fell for a moment, trying to get air into his lungs past the ribs that seem intent on pushing themselves out of his back. "Security! Get that crazy bastard off my raft!"
Wait, wasn't Bakleth security?
"Mr Bakleth! I'm demoting you to janitorial crew!" he splutters.
Struggling to his feet, he coughs, tasting copper, spitting the blood out on the floor.
"Janitor! Clean that up!"

Baggly · 21-03-2018 03:13PM

Dhinor goes to see if Evan is ok, and offers him a hand in getting up.

'You ok?'

Banjo · 21-03-2018 03:27PM

Evan take that hand. The grip is firm but supple, like a well-set trifle and the lift suggests an arm like a leg. He meets Dhinor's eyes and in his peripheral vision entire galaxies explode in an orgy of light and radiation.

"I... I'm fine. Everything is fine."
He blinks a moment then bellows
"PILOT! Get this damned plank in the air! I want boots on the ground in Salbarii by 0-600!"

OldGoat · 21-03-2018 03:28PM

Medscans Evan for damage.

Necro · 21-03-2018 03:33PM

Bakleth is still outside the craft, munching on a fruit bowl.

His urge to kill is fading, but not quite gone yet.

'Silly RJ and his slappy slappy', he thinks. He'll probably pay for that later.

He could always just walk off and leave this crew and their silly ways.

But no, then he'd be alone again. Always alone.

Bakleth goes back inside the craft to check on RJ, noticing the blood on the floor.

'Bakleth sorry humie. Bakleth struggles to control anger.'

Traveller: Life in the Marches - A ship of our own

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