Starfields: The Second Age

[Grace]

((The parade was supposed to be for everyone from Haven who's been selected for the mission... to be honest, I thought everyone else had abandoned the parade. But we can have only Exile_Hunter's char miss the parade... he doesn't seem like the parade type anyway And your character will be surprised to discover that we aren't going to be on a float... we'll be telekinetically lifted into the air... but you'll discover that ))

 

 

Location: Haven, Paramount, Capital City

 

Time until Haven meeting: 66 hours, 10 minutes

 

 

For at least the fifth time, Grace Tyler checked the big clock counting down the time until the meeting that the public had somehow learned about. The parade was scheduled to start at exactly 66 hours 'till the meeting. Only ten minutes left and her companions had still not shown up.

 

"I wonder what the Planning Committee will think," Tyler murmured to herself, amused as she watched the final touches being put on the parade. The twelve young men were now positioned directly ahead of Tyler's fighter craft, waiting for the signal to begin their part and lift the heroes on high! A part of the idea was unsettling to Tyler, for though she felt comfortable holding herself aloft, she had always found it difficult to trust others to do so... especially after being dropped once.

 

Shuddering, she resolved to put it out of her mind and do what she could to enjoy the parade.

[Master_Archon]

Location: Mormirath, Dry Docks - Boarding Cermië Class Vessel

Time Until Haven Meeting: 43 Hours, 12 Minutes

 

Umbar and Ciyagi stood in line, slowly marching up an enormous ramp with ship personel and soldiers all around them in a formation. They were boarding a strike barge, known as the Mor-Lŷg, or Black-Snake; a vessel meant for transporting supplies and soldiers, and yet capable of heavy engagements.

 

"Why all the soldiers Umbar?" Asked Ciyagi curiously.

 

"Because, after the ship drops us off at Haven, they'll be going into space with FTL drives to explore the galaxy. They need to be prepared for any event, so they bring soldiers along, and quite a few other people and things." Umbar answered.

 

"Ah," said Ciyagi understanding.

 

"Come on, our columns moving," said Umbar, as the men ahead of them, and all around them in their square little formation began to move up the ramp. The stamp of many feet stepping in unison up the ramp sounded like distant thunder in their ears as they moved in the formation, in step, and at attention.

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Locaton: Mor-Lŷg, Mid Transit to Haven

Time Until Haven Meeting: 23 Hours, 50 Minutes

 

Ciyagi lay sleeping, butt in the air, on his bunk, his white feline tail flicking and twitching as he dreamed.

 

Umbar was on bottum, still awake, he wondered what would happen when they got to Haven. Would they be treated kindly? Would they be held without prejudice from the other nation's people? After all, two of the nations, at least, were nations that shunned any genetic differences, even natural ones that couldn't be helped.

 

When he thought of natural mutations he traced the edge of his long square pointed ears. He wondered if Haven had changed since he last visited, were the people any different? Well of course there would be different people, no one on Haven lived to be a hundred, well, very few at least.

 

Umbar closed his eyes, and was about to drift to sleep, when he heard Ciyagi mumble in his sleep, then ten seconds later he was falling off the bunk and to the floor with a thud.

 

Ciyagi was, amzingly, still asleep. Umbar let out one little snort of a laugh and got up, he picked the dead weight up, an tossed him back into the bunk. Then got back in his own bed, and went to sleep.

[TheExile_Hunter]

Location: Haven, skies above Paramount.

 

Time until Haven meeting: 46 hours, 17 minutes.

 

Not far above the ground, the shuttle transporting Laique'Hen was getting near to it's destination. Three hours ago, Laique'Hen had decided to put the travelling time to good use and take a nap in the passenger seat in the back of the shuttle. Seeing he was sitting almost straight in his chair, the pilot wasn't able to tell whether or not he was asleep, but decided to warn him anyway.

 

"Sir." The pilot called from the cockpit.

 

The bounty hunter snapped out of his sleep, automaticly turning his attention to the direction he heard something from. "What is it?" Laique'Hen asked.

 

"We're almost at the Capital City." The pilot said without turning around. "E.T.A. 3 minutes."

 

"Let me know when the landing pad is in sight." Laique'Hen answered and surpressed a yawn afterwards. The trip was shorter than he had thought and three hours of sleep in two days just doesn't quite suffise.

 

"Will do." The pilot responded and the shuttle was silent for a few moments. "Sir, ehm...permission to ask you a question?"

 

"Typical, they're always curious about something." Laique'Hen thought and sighed, although unheard by the pilot. "As long as you're not trying to get any classified information from me, go ahead."

 

"Did you really knock the drill instructor out cold, on your first day in the Army?" Crash asked plainly.

 

Laique'Hen shook his head. "No, I did not."

 

"Oh." Crash said dissapointedly. "Thought someone finally gave the guy what he deserved, I've met the guy once and he is a real pain in the ass---sir."

 

Laique'Hen sighed heavily. "Couldn't agree more with you." He said. "That's why I broke his left arm and 3 ribs instead."

 

The pilot laughed out loud. "You're kidding." Crash said and briefly turned to face Laique'Hen. "Right?"

 

"Took him several months to heal." Laique'Hen answered seriously and tapped him on the shoulder. "And it looks like we're there." he stated as he looked through the cockpit window. They were approaching the city and there was a small landing pad in sight, right near the edge of it. "Drop me there."

 

"Approaching landing pad now." The pilot stated as he commenced landing procedures.

[Jedi Atomic]

Location: Haven, Capital City

 

Time until Haven meeting: 66 hours, 15 minutes

 

Tekla stared out the cockpit window, "Can't this thing go any faster?"

The pilot never glanced at him and stated, "Please stay out of the cockpit unless authorized to."

"Oh sooorrrry.." He took a step backwards and kept staring out the window.

 

About 10 minutes later........

 

The ramp lowered with a hiss and Tekla rushed out and down to the where he was to meet with Grace. He noticed a lady standing staring at the parade floats. "Uh.... miss do you know where Grace...Tyler is?" he quickly asked in panic, not knowing what Grace looked like. ((You Grace.......))

[Grace]

Grace looked up at the clock again before turning to the man who'd just approached her. Holding out a hand, she said, "You're talking to her. And who might you be?"

[starmark2k]

Jennifer watched the streaks of differant coloured light streak past the screen infront of her. The Lights were produced by the energy field that stretched between the two gates. It was the first time Jennifer had ever seen it as this was also the first time she had left Apex territory. Most people are fasinated by this sight but Jennifer had been trained not to feel any form of emotion, emotions got in the way of her task as an Agent.

 

She turned out of the cockpit and went down the corrior and passed the room of Dr Stevens. She Knocked on the Door.

 

((OCC: K guys i think we need to speed things along a little so i'll be doing the Haven meeting on this monday coming at 6pm GMT. So please have all the seperate stuff done by then.))

[Jedi Atomic]

((Grace you can control my character for the parade so we can get this done. Otherwise leave it a cliffhangar and I'll post because I have no idea how you want the parade to be like.))

 

Tekla was shocked at first by her remark and then grabbed her hand, and gave a firm shake. "I am Tekla. I am one of the few members of the search party from the Haven army. Lead the way, I have no clue what to do." He gestured to her take the lead.

 

((BTW, Starmark2k, where do we meet 'in-game' at?))

[starmark2k]

((OOC: Sorry i wasn't clearer, I must have forgotten to tell you that bit. We are meeting in the Embassy Building's diplomatic Hall.))

[Grace]

Tyler chuckled softly at Tekla's confusion. "It's a parade," she said. "We have nothing to do more than wave at the crowd... and try to look pleased that such a thing has been prepared for us."

 

Only five minutes later, Tekla and Tyler were positioned just ahead of Tyler's fighter craft and the men standing there telekinetically lifted the two up into the air. Then, the parade got underway.

 

Two hours later, the parade was over. It had gone off without a hitch... save for the men nearly dropping Tekla. His fall was only halted by Grace Tyler's quick thinking and her telekinetic support. With her help, he was again raised up next to her and the parade continued.

 

The climax of the parade occurred twenty minutes before the parade's end, when the men told Grace they were going to launch her. Before they could explain further, she nodded and ordered them to continue. Thanks to her telepathy, she gathered an idea of what was supposed to happen. An extra telekinetic surge sent Grace Tyler high into the air and she began a controlled fall, landing squarely on her feet on the nose of her fighter. Waving to a cheering crowd, she used her power to trigger the cockpit of the fighter to open and backflipped into it.

 

"Plt. Tyler, ready for acrobatic demonstration," she said, sliding the pilot's helmet over her head.

 

"You are cleared for launch, Tyler," an Air Controller answered. For the next twenty minutes, Grace Tyler proved to the crowd exactly why she was Haven's best pilot. Then, the parade ended, the fighter was taken back to her mansion, and she again joined Tekla on the ground.

 

"A success," she told him, "save for when they nearly dropped you."

 

 

((Jedi Atomic, keep in mind that they were a good 50 or so feet in the air when the near drop happened. I'd say that would significantly freak you out... and I'm just now realizing it would mean Grace saved your life! lol! Hadn't thought of that ))

[Jedi Atomic]

Tekla was still a little horrified from the events that took place, "Well thanks for the save." He thought of what he'd be like if he wasn't saved by her; laying on the ground..... He shakes back to the present and smiles at Grace.

 

"Where you headed to next?"

[Grace]

Grace frowned thoughtfully and looked at her timepiece. "We have..." she began, "... nearly 60 hours before the meeting. I think I'll just go home... it'll give me time to dress down a little." She ran her hands over the formal uniform she wore, now very wrinkled by being used as it had. Looking up at Tekla, she smiled.

 

"And what about you?" she inquired. "Anything specific in mind? If not... you could come to my house. Plenty of entertainment, and... what is it... ten extra beds?" She grinned, looking almost a little embarrassed and admitted, "It's a mansion."

[Jedi Atomic]

Tekla smiled, "Thank you, That be very nice of you, I haven't ever been invited to someones house, or mansion before," he then looked down at himself, and he caught a smell of himself, "After I take a shower at my bunk room. Just tell me where you live and I'll meet you later, unless....... its alright to get cleaned up ar your place, since we all know I live in one of those ratty old bunk rooms down at the military base." he looked at himself as he waited for an answer.

[Grace]

"You're fine to get cleaned up at the mansion," Grace answered with a smile. "Lord knows there are more than enough bathrooms for you to choose from!"

 

She flagged down a hovercab and turned to Tekla. "Shall we?"

 

She got in the cab and told the driver where to go. When Tekla got in, the cab was off. Only a few minutes later, it arrived at the mansion and Grace got out.

 

"Welcome to the Mansion," she said, staring up at the enormous, three-floor house. As she climbed the front steps, she began describing it to her guest. "Fifteen bedrooms, three living rooms, two kitchens, one dining room, a swimming pool out back, at least seven offices, and one private theater."

 

The door opened as they approached and a well-dressed man stood on the other side.

 

"Welcome back, Grace," he said pleasantly. She smiled.

 

"Hey, Max." She turned to Tekla. "Tekla, this is Max, the overseer of the grounds." To Max, she said, "Tekla is also assigned to the mission."

 

"Welcome to the Mansion," Max greeted. "Grace called ahead and said you need a place to clean up. We've prepared one. Marta!"

 

A young woman, clearly Marta hurried forward, beaming a smile to Grace and gesturing for Tekla to follow her. She led him to a very large bathroom. A towel and everything else he'd need were laid out for him. "Enjoy," Marta told him. Then, she bowed politely and backed out, closing the door behind her.

[steven]

Location: The Hercules

 

Time until Haven meeting: 93 hours

 

Mark Tylor entered the briefing room where the repersentives were. "Okay people, I have new orders, you'll all be left at Applo station where you'll be given passage to where ever you have to go."

 

The repersentives weren't happy about that "This is unacceptable, you promised..."

 

"I promised jack. My crew and myself are fed up with all of you. It'll be an apposollute pleasure to have you finally off my ship." Mark replied, happy to finally be allowed to express his feelings.

 

"How dare you!"

 

"No! How dare you insult, criticize and disrespect my crew when ever you get the chance on whatever you thing is wrong, no matter how small it is, after we have done next to everything you ask." Mark snapped back "Now if you please, I'm needed at the bridge. I've wasted enough of my time on all lot."

[starmark2k]

((OOC- It's pretty clear that not everyone would have posted to have arrived at haven by tomorrow, So i'll Extend it until wednesday. Your characters need to be at the Embassy Building on Haven by that time.))

 

The Piranha sped through the Hyperlane and towards Haven, Michael was in the in the sleeping birth resting before the arrival. Jamie and Tralane were in the Cockpit trying to play a Game of cards in Zero gravity. A small alarm beeped lightly 4 times.

 

"That's 10 Minuet untill we reach Haven." Jamie said. "We better wake Hustle up."

[Dark_Lady]

Jennifer watched the streaks of differant coloured light streak past the screen infront of her. The Lights were produced by the energy field that stretched between the two gates. It was the first time Jennifer had ever seen it as this was also the first time she had left Apex territory. Most people are fasinated by this sight but Jennifer had been trained not to feel any form of emotion, emotions got in the way of her task as an Agent.

 

She turned out of the cockpit and went down the corrior and passed the room of Dr Stevens. She Knocked on the Door.

((Gah! Sorry I didn't reply earlier.))

 

Dr. Stevens looked up from making calculations on her datapad as Maurus walked over and opened the door for Jennifer Nelson.

 

"Yes?" she asked.

[starmark2k]

"Dr Stevens I want to make sure you are completely aware of the situation and what is expected of you and your..." Jennifer paused for thought. "Assisstant. You Are the first person to represent our Great and Powerful empire for nearly 100 years."

[JasraLantill]

“Oh, it’s so good to be on the ground and in a place that feels like home,” Janalia uttered gratefully as she and Major Tien Sho-Khan entered the Ashoka Embassy on Haven.

 

Tien looked at his travelling companion askance. “Still worried about catching a mutation?” he said, with a hint of a grin.

 

Janalia gave him a disapproving glare. “Look, I’m just here as a technical advisor on this mission, all right? I’m not a seasoned traveller like you are. Besides, these Havenites….” She looked over her shoulder to see if anyone was listening to her, then continued in a low voice. “They give me the creeps. Like that guy at the docks…he knew where we were going before you even asked for directions to the Embassy. Like he could read our minds or something.”

 

Tien’s mouth broke out into an all out smile. “Don’t suppose me having a uniform with ‘Ashoka CIS’ printed on the name tag and you with your Brahama-Humana Co-op com link prominently displayed on your shirt had anything to do with it, do you?”

 

Janalia paused mid-step. “Ok…well….” She let out a sharp, frustrated sigh that told Tien he was right. “He may not have been a mind-reader, but he still was creepy.”

 

They had reached the large reception desk. “We’re here to see Ambassador Khan,” Tien told the receptionist.

 

“Names?”

 

“Major Tien Sho-Khan,” he said. He turned to Janalia. “And Janalia Ngyen.”

 

“Ah.” The receptionist nodded. “He’s been expecting you for the past two hours.”

 

“Yes, my apologies. We ran into a little….” He looked at Janalia. “…turbulence problem along the way.”

 

“I’ll let Mr. Khan know that you’ve arrived, sir.” The receptionist motioned for them to sit in a nearby waiting area, which they did. It wasn’t long, however, until the Ambassador’s assistant greeted them, then escorted them to his private office.

 

“Tien!” Ambassador Khan greeted the Major warmly. “It’s been a long time.”

 

“Too long,” Tien agreed. “But then again, we’ve both been rather busy.”

 

Khan grinned. “Indeed, indeed.” His attention turned to Janalia. “And you must be Miss Ngyen,” he said, nodding to her politely.

 

Janalia returned the greeting with a bow of her head. “It’s an honour to meet you, sir.”

 

“Please, Tien, come in,” said Khan. “Sit down. Make yourselves comfortable.”

 

After some small talk while tea was served to his guests, the Ambassador asked “So, Tien what are your plans to find this missing prototype Glo-Plasma generator? Have you any leads?”

 

“I’d rather keep an open mind to the situation,” Tien replied.

 

The Ambassador smiled. “Of course. Keeping to the ‘diplomatic’ road, I see. Very wise.” He opened up a drawer in his desk and removed a data disk. “This might be of help to you,” he said, handing the disk to Tien. “It’s information that the Darm have been collecting on certain… nonconformist individuals. It may help you during the meeting with the other representatives.”

 

“Thank you,” Tien said taking the disc. “And speaking of which,” he lookied at his watch, “we should leave soon if we don’t want to be late.”

 

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That's 10 Minuet untill we reach Haven." Jamie said. "We better wake Hustle up."

Tray groaned. "Oh, yeah, sure... just as I was about to make a comeback." He winked at Jamie, then waved the floating cards out of his way so he could reach the com button for the sleeping birth.

 

"Oh, Hus-tle," he sung. "Wakey, wakey...."

[starmark2k]

Michael eyes widened, he always slept lightly when traveling on long missions in the Piranha. You never knew what was around the corner, even when in a gate-lane as you could always run into those high tech pirates that halt transits. Michael un zipped the bed and pushed him self to wards the door and opened them. Going through he looked at the cards. "C'mon clean these up, Youknow the rules on gambling while on duty."

[Jedi Atomic]

Tekla walked out of the bathroom with steam coming out. "That felt refreshing." He walked down the hallway and spotted Grace.

"Hey Grace, mind if I stick around until the meeting, go do some stuff whatever you like? I really have nothing planned until the meeting."

[JasraLantill]

"Gambing?!" Tralane looked from Michael to Jamie, then back again. "That wasn't gambling. It was... a highly sophisticated ZG experiment that just happened to use playing cards." He grinned. "That's my story and I'm sticking to it," he added firmly.

[Master_Archon]

Location: Haven, Embassy Building

Time Until Haven Meeting: 1 Hour 10 Minutes

 

Umbar looked at his GE issue chronometer, it was getting close to the meeting. They had been on Haven for three hours and roughly fifty minutes. In that time Umbar and Ciyagi had visited the Pharaz-Gil representative twice, and had sat in the guest rooms the rest of the time.

 

"Well, it's almost time, but there's still enough time for me to visit the rep one last time. Oh, before you ask, I'm going alone, there are some specifics that I have to get, and I don't need you around goofing off." Umbar stated bluntly, heading towards the door.

 

"What will I do?" Questioned Ciyagi.

 

"Mmmm? Oh, take a walk or something," Umbar said dismisively.

 

Ciyagi watched Umbar go, then after about ten minutes of just sitting there he decided to take Umbar up on his suggestion. He headed off down the hall, no initial knowledge of where he was heading, just as long as he went somewhere that had delisious sweet food stuffs!

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Location: Embassy Building, Who Knows Where?

Time Until Haven Meeting: How Should He Know, He Left His Watch In The Room

 

Ciyagi wondered aimlessly, another bag of cookies in hand, only this time his hand was bruised...rather baddly too.

 

He walked rather carelessly, smiling and humming to himself as he walked. He stopped at a sign that showed directions.

 

'You are here...hm? Of course I'm here, but where do I have to go?' He thought as he read the sign. He decided it was useless and kept walking. He saw a flyer on a wall that caught his eye.

 

"Nirvana...the place you want to be....Nirvana? Sounds like a rock band or something," he mumbled to himself.

 

He just kept walking, but after some time he got worried, he was definately lost, and he knew it. He looked around, maybe someone could give him directions. He rounded a corner, finding two people, a man and a woman. His almost ever present smile growing bigger.

 

He called out, "hey!" He waved at the two, then started trotting towards them, only to slip on the floor and fall forward in a big sprawl. He lifted the bag of cookies, not a single one dropped, "got it!" He said to no one in particular. He got back up, and continued to approach the two.

 

((Heheheh, a little satire, [if you could call it that] see if you can find it. ))

[Grace]

((Jedi Atomic, I'm going to speed us up a bit since everyone else seems to be trying to wrap up and get us all to the meeting.))

 

Location: Haven, Tyler Mansion

Time Until Haven Meeting: 61 hours, 11 Minutes

 

Grace smiled. "There are various ways to entertain yourself around the mansion grounds," she told Tekla. She was now dressed in the standard pilot's uniform, but her hair had not seemed to change. "I'm afraid I have a little work to do, but you may do whatever you wish. One of the groundsmen can tell you everything that's available to you."

 

And that's exactly what happened. While Grace did her work, Tekla was offered many different ways to entertain himself. This went on for nearly another two days before their paths crossed again. This time, Grace was dressed still less formally, now in a 'casual' uniform and her hair was let loose, draping around her shoulders.

 

"We have been called to the Embassy," she informed him. "There, we are to meet the third and final Havenite who is to be joining this mission. After that we will only have a few hours before the meeting."

 

((There! Now, we're all on the same day... aren't we? ))

[JasraLantill]

Janalia tugged on Tien's shirt. "Is that talking to us?" she whispered tentatively, her eyes focused on the violet-eyed man who was approaching them. "His eyes are strange." And then the man slipped and fell to the floor. "And he's clumsy."

 

"Apparently," Tien replied in kind. "Don't worry. I'll make sure you won't catch any 'clumsy mutations' from him."

 

Irritated with his flippancy, Janalia gave Tien's shoulder a light smack.

 

Tien stepped forward towards the stranger, who had now picked himself up off the floor. He raised his hand in a friendly gesture of greeting. "You alright, friend?" he asked Ciyagi.

[Master_Archon]

"You alright, friend?" Asked the man.

 

"Huh? Oh, you mean me, sure sure," he said, his smile widening even more. "I'm just lost is all, you see, I'm supposed to be at some boring ol'meeting and I went for a walk, and I got lost...where am I?" He asked pleadingly.

 

Ciyagi stared over at the man's companion, she seemed...nervous. Ciyagi got nervous too, his smile showed it. Ciyagi fumbled around, and eventually pulling off his round cap, his ears, hidden by plates that hung near the temples of his head on the cap, and by a neck flap that covered more than just his neck, sprung out. They wiggled a bit from the sudden release of their cloth prison.

 

Ciyagi gave a slight bow, "m-m-ma'am," he stuttered politely. His tail flicked around nervously. Ciyagi grabbed it and held it infront of himself, ringing it like a wet cloth. "Heheh, mind of it's own," he mumbled to her through a nervous grin. By this time his bag of cookies and cap were on the floor.