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kipshasz
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Elvin's Darkside
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posted January 01, 2013 12:44 PM |
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Empire's End (IC)
The capitol of Terran empire. a huge floating city in the middle of the Pacific Ocean. a sprawling megapolis that can submerge itself in case of an attack. the royal palace stood right in the centre. The empress had called for a council meeting to discuss the growing threats.
- Tell me of these new threats again- The empress said.
- Well your majesty- Started one of the councillors- The rebels are growing stronger and..
- The rebels are nothing!- Said Krios Massani, a malari general of the imperial troops- We must be more concerned by the new alien attacks. not borrellians, not akhari. something new. these ships- He launched a holo projector- have been sighted near the southern border in the outer territories. several planets have been stripped clean of their resources, and all attempts to intercept them have failed. even with our superior firepower, the fleet patrolling there could not take down one ship they tried to intercept.
- How come?- The empress appeared to be interested.
- We're not sure your majesty. the survivors tell horror stories. they say that the ships themselves are alive. most went mad. whoever is manning these vessels has far more advanced tech than ours.
The empress remained silent.
- What other threats are we talking about? I understand there's more?
- Yes your majesty. in the northern sectors people are attacked by a some sort of machine race. however, so far our soldiers have successfully kept them at bay without heavy losses. but on the eastern fringe, we've encountered another hostile race. this is their main- The general opened another image of a starship- and only vessel. Our fleet patrolling there was ravaged. even our new Nova class cruiser wasn't a match for it. the vessel we encountered several times, must probably be a scout.
- Do you have any idea where they come from?- The empress asked.
- I'm afraid not your majesty. some scientists speculate that the two alien species may come from another galaxy.
- Strenghten our borders general. I do not wish to hear any more about any attacks on our systems. you are dismissed general.- The general bowed down and left the throne room.
- Now then, what's the deal with those so called rebels?- She asked and smiled. the whole idea of rebelling against her made her laugh.
Meanwhile...
a luxurious car drove through the streets of the city planet Lyra secundus, Dorian's place of birth.
- This is a sweet set of wheels Sage. Daddy's present?- Dorian asked
- It's dad's allright. though he doesn't know that I borrowed it.
Dorian smiled. a rare thing for him to do. He litted up a cigar.
- That's my girl. you learn quick.
- Where are we heading again?
- The Suron towers. One f£$%er messed with the Brittana Heavy Engineering corporation. Industrial espionage or some sh!t like that. The head of the corporation is in the council, and wasn't to happy about it, wants the f!$%er taken care of, and some of his blueprints back. We take him out and have a nice lunch at Dex's place.
- I don't understand how come you like that place so much?
- I grew up in those parts. Along with Dex. He's my friend. And he's made more than most Thoran do in the empire.- Dorian took out a flask of his arm and drank some of the content in it.
- You really shouldn't do that behind the wheel.
- You really shouldn't stolen your daddy's f£$%ing car.
- It was gathering dust in the garage anyway. better than the transport we can requisition from the HQ huh?
- Yea, yea, f*&%ing whatever. good thing the damn crap doesn't cramp up all the space in the cargo hold.
The two drove to the tower. a modest thing suited for higher middle class people. Dorian stopped the car and exited it. he opened the trunk and took his weapons.
- I heard the cocksucker has bodyguards. how many?
- three or four. not sure.
- So there can be up to six people in there? we've should have f*%£ing shotguns. let's go.
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"Kip is the Gavin McInnes of HC" - Salamandre
"Ashan to the Trashcan", "I got PTSD from H7. " - LizardWarrior
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Geny 
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What if Elvin was female?
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posted January 01, 2013 01:55 PM |
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Edited by Geny at 13:58, 01 Jan 2013.
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The room was full of people. All kind of people. Men and women of all races, ages and colors. Coming from different backgrounds and from all corners of the known universe. If a being whose vision could discern the differences between people would walk into the room, he'd run out screaming with a raging headache and would vow never to open his eyes again. In fact, there were only two things that were true about all the people in the room. They were all part of the rebellion. And they were all shouting at the top of their lungs.
All but one. He sat at the far end of the table. He wore a heavy armor painted yellow with red and orange added in some places. The over-all design made onlookers think of fire and explosions. His helm, the only piece of armor not currently on his person, lay at the table beside him. He fiddled with a piece of metal junk he tore off from something on his way to the place. If someone in the room would stop screaming for a moment and look at the yellow warrior, he would think he is bored. And he would be right.
"I'm telling you now is the time to strike!", shouted a big young human above everyone else.
"You're always telling it's the time to strike!", retorted a high, well-dressed Evolon.
"Oh like you've ever had any better ideas! If we'd listen to you we'd just sit on our thumbs all day.", this was an old Kharon who looked at the Evolon in disgust.
"Gentlemen! We're wasting time!", an important looking Malari tried to calm the spirits. "We've been getting reports that the Empire has been having troubles on most of its borders. Now might actually be a good time to do something."
"Like what? We still don't known anything about that. If we do something we need to know what that is and for that we need to know what's going on.", replied a scar-ridden Thoran.
"What I want to know is when the Akhari will finally make their move! Why won't they send their ships to our aid?!", the loud human from before refused to calm down.
Everyone looked at the guy at the end of the table. He didn't even raise his head.
"Because they're not blind morons like you, George Newman." he said calmly still fiddling with the piece of metal in his fingers.
"WHAT DID YOU SAY, JAK COPOOL?! I SHOULD RIP YOUR THROAT OUT FOR THAT!!!", the human bellowed.
The little piece of metallic junk fell slowly on the table. The clang it made echoed across the otherwise completely silent room. No one seemed to move, yet George Newman found himself in the middle of a large empty space just seconds ago occupied by his fellow rebels. Jak Copool raised his head and smiled a smile that went almost from ear to ear. His toad-like features made it very easy. His voice was as calm and quiet as an assassin's dagger moving in the night.
"Why Georgy, that's the smartest thing you've said all night. Would you like to do it here and give this people a show or should we step out? Wait, I know! How about a space fight? Come on, Georgy, pick your weapon, don't keep me waiting. I don't know if I can handle the tension."
The human back away and put his hands in front of himself. He looked around for help, but no one looked back at him. They knew better than to meddle in the "Aggressor"'s affairs.
"P..p..please, Jak, I..I didn't mean it. Please don't..."
The smile disappeared. The Akhari warrior stood up and grabbed his helm.
"And that's why the Akhari do not send their ships to help you. Because all you can do is talk. This meeting was as useless as always. Call me when something changes."
Jak the Agressor Copool went out of the room incomplete silence. He made a mental note not to come to the next couple of meetings, in hopes that by then someone will forget not to contradict him.
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War-overlord
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Presidente of Isla del Tropico
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posted January 01, 2013 02:05 PM |
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Harbyx needed to find out what had gone wrong with the Brittana operation. Via a circumvent route, the info was being supplied to the rebels who could make good use of the stolen designs. The more they knew, the better they got in and out of whereever they pleased without being noticed.
The fault lay at the beginning of the track, that much was clear. Somewhere the spy messed up and the higher-ups had decided that Harbyx had to find out how and why.
It was a good thing that O'Kais Brismoth, his alias, worked as a private security contractor and had a reputation of finding the flaws in systems. And it so happened that Brismoth was frequently hired by the company that handled the security of the building where the spy lived. So him showing up there could be explained easy enough.
Harbyx pulled his hover-car up to the building in question. Harbyx preferred hover-vehicles. And his V8-Revenge was a prime example of what one could get ones hands on with enough money, even if you were one of the "lesser races". He got out, put the cap on that indicated he was of securitycompany in question and strolled in.
After a flash of his card, he commandeered the security-desk in the main hall. But not without getting a dirty look from the human that sat behing the desk. Many humans and some Malari had problems with Thorans, Kharons or Evolons being higher in rank then they were. This was obviously one of them. Harbyx could hardly care less.
While he was busy pulling up files another car pulled up before the building. A rather flashy wheeler, much more stylish than his gaudy V8. What got out surprised him, they had the look of Hunters about them. Especially when they pulled weapons out of the trunk.
"This is going to be interesting." Harbyx muttered to himself, sparking another dirty look from the human guard that was loafing about in the hall now.
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kipshasz
Undefeatable Hero
Elvin's Darkside
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posted January 01, 2013 05:09 PM |
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- Well you look at that, now here's a f£$%ing racers dream- Said Dorian while looking at a parked hover-car.- A real nice piece of engineering.
- We can admire the car later Dorian, let's go.
- Right.- Dorian took a few gulps from his flask.
- Krasnak again?- Sage asked. She was a bit nervous. the blueprints could give the edge to the rebellion, pointing out the weakpoints of the new imperial "Nova" class cruisers. She tried to act as she is on duty.
- You know I don't drink krasnak when I work. Last time that I did, i killed an imperial recruitment prick with a throwing knife. right 'tween the eyes.
Dorian checked his pistol before placing it it the holster on his right hip
- Next time grab a shotgun will ya?
- Sure.
Before entering, Dorian finished smoking his cigar.
- You heard about Annovar Navatho? Used to call him The Butcher of Marrak IV.- Dorian began talking. Sage was surprised. Usually Dorian isn't the talkative type unless it's about motorcycles and cars. or drinks.
- What about him?
- General Krios f$^£ed the basterd up real good. It was all of account of Krios's new wife.
- So what he did to her? slept with her?
- Nah, nothin' that bad. Just gave her a massage.
- A massage? what did the general did?
- Sent some low life motherf"£%ers to Navatho's place, caught him unprepared and threw him out the window. F$£^er fell four stories. had a sort of a glass encased garden, like a greenhouse or some sh!t. Motherf$^£er fell through that. since then he developed a speech inpediment.
- That's a shame.
- Yea. If someone would do that to me, they better paralyze my ass, 'cause I'd kill the damn b!tches.
- You don't have an apartment.
- Or a f"£%ing greenhouse. what, ya gonna dis me again, are ya? For living in Sweethart instead of buyin a decent home?
- When was the last time you got yourself a lady Dorian? A relantionship I mean.
- Ain't your f£$^ing businnes Sage.
- I wonder who spents way too much cash in the...
- Whoa whoa whoa, stop right there missy, I'm getting a little pissed here. the damn general over reacted.
Sage smiled.
- it's as bad as if they slept together.
- No it's not. there's nothing wrong in giving a massage. If the generals too busy chasing motherf£$^ers who's gonna take care of the b!tch while he's gone.
Sage sighed.
- You're hopeless Dorian.
- I know- Dorian looked at the watch.- quarter past eight. C'mon, let's get into character.- He said and knocked on the apartment door.
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"Kip is the Gavin McInnes of HC" - Salamandre
"Ashan to the Trashcan", "I got PTSD from H7. " - LizardWarrior
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War-overlord
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Presidente of Isla del Tropico
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posted January 01, 2013 07:15 PM |
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Keeping one eye on the Hunters, Harbyx continued his recon work. The Human male of the two was eyeballing his car for a bit before the female Malari called his attention back.
They past the security-desk without giving Harbyx a second look. Which suited him just fine. By the time the Hunters got into the elevator, Harbyx had acces to the security cameras and he decided to follow them on screen.
It was slightly strange that these Hunter made such little effort to mask their presence, but then there was plenty use for overt intimidation. Especially the human made quite the effort to look as intimidating as he could. As far as his species allowed him.
Harbyx could follow the Hunters through the hallway with the cameras, inside the appartment they were eventually going to enter would be a different thing. Most had cameras in them, wether the owners knew about them or not. But activating them required governmental override or clearance by the security company. And officially O'Kais Brismoth had neither. Luckily he knew a way to get to them but that would require time and effort, so unless these Hunters were going anywhere interesting, Harbyx would not bother.
The Hunters, however stopped at the wrong apartement, or the right one depending on your view. They stopped at the one used by the spy. Luckily for Harbyx, they stopped and chatted for a bit, which gave Harbyx some time to activate the cameras inside.
"Is this gonna take much longer?" the annoyed Human guard began from the other side of the entrancehall.
"Yes, it is." Harbyx answered without looking up from the screen, the guard wasn't worth the attention he was demanding. His biggotry would not earn him any sympathy. "Go do something usefull while I'm busy here, won't you."
The Human gave him another foul look and stalked off.
Harbyx started to get a fuzzy feed when the Hunters, who were taking their damned time, finally entered.
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kipshasz
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Elvin's Darkside
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posted January 01, 2013 09:48 PM |
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As the duo entered, they found their targets eating.
- Hey, how ya'll doin'?- asked Dorian as he took out the second flask from his bionic arm.
- Keep chilling- He said to an edgy thoran who lied on the sofa. Dorian took a gulp from the flask.
- You all know who we are?- Sage asked.
- We're the associates of your business partner, Nathan Zerrini. You do remember your business partner, now do you?- awkward silence stood for a few minutes.
- Let me take a wild guess there, you must be John- Dorian pointed at the human sitting behind the table.
- Yeah- He nervously said, while looking at Sage. Dorian didn't noticed, because he was a little busy acting his little play.
- I thought so. You remember your business partner, Nathan Zerrini, don't you John?
The man shook his head positively.
- Good. Looks like me and Sage caught you guys on breakfast. We apologise for that. Whatcha havin?
- Burgers.
- The breakfast of champions.- Dorian grinned and took another gulp from the flask.- What kind of burgers?
- Ughm... cheeseburgers.
- No no no, where'd ya get them?
- Dex's Takeout.
- He does fast food now?
- Well, uh, yeah. he expanded his business several months ago.
- Good old Dex, never misses a business opportunity. How are they?
- Good.
- Mind if I take a bite?
- Go right ahead.
Dorian took a bite. he seem to enjoy chewing the food.
- Mhm... this is indeed a tasty burger. Although I prefer Dex's steaks more, ya know, the one served with krasnak sauce? But I do love the taste of a good burger. Sage, after this, I'll buy you lunch at Dex's place. I won't take no for an answer.
Sage shrugged. she just wanted for Dorian to finish up his little game here. she needed to find the blueprints for those ships.
- What's in the cup?- Dorian asked while pointing at the paper cup
- Cola.
- Cola, good. You won't mind if I drink some of your tasty beverage to wash the burger down?
- Of course not.
Dorian drank the cola, and slammed down the cup. he then took another gulp from his flask.
- Ah, that hit the spot. You- Dorian addressed the Thoran- walking handbag, you know why we're here? Why don't you tell my partner where you hid the sh!t you stole from Brittana.
Another Thorar, the one that let the duo in said:
- Look, we don't want any trouble, the goods are...
- DID I ASKED YOU SOMETHING MOTHERF"£%ER?- The Thoran shut up and leaned back against the wall.
- It's right near her, in the cabinet.
Sage started to search the closest cabinets near her.
- In the one by your knees.- He said. Sage took out a small leather back. She opened it and took out a silverish data slate. She scanned the contents with her wrist computer, downloading the data into it.
- Sage, we happy?- Dorian asked.- Are we happy?
- Yeah, we're happy.- She gave a wide smile.
Look- John started- I'm sorry, I didn't catched your name, I've got your's, Sage right? But I've never got yours.
- The name's Hawken, but your cocksucking ass ain't talking the way out of this deep sh!t you're in.
- No no no...- John stood up, but Dorian gestured him to sit down.- We've never would steal of our own account, it was the rebels that payed us to...- Dorian shot the Thoran lying on the sofa.
- I'm Sorry, did I break your concentration? I apologise, I've never meant to do that. please, continue. You were saying something about rebels buying you. go on.- Dorian paused. Oh, you were finished!, well then allow me to retort. What does Nathan Zerrini looks like?
- W-what?
- What planet you're from?
- W-w-what?
- What ain't no planet I've ever heard of. they speak imperial standart in What?
- W-w-w-what?
Dorian aimed his gun at John.
- Imperial Standart, motherf"£$%er, do you speak it?
- Yes.
- Then you can understand What I'm saying?
- Y-y-yes...
- Describe what Nathan Zerrini looks like.
- What, I.. I.. I...
Dorian was angry.
- Say what again. SAY WHAT AGAIN! I dare you, I double dare you you cockless prick, say what one more goddamn time!
- He's a human.
- Go on.
- Tall, green eyes, prosthetic hand.
- Does he look like a b!tch?
- What?- Dorian shot the man in the shoulder.
- DOES HE LOOK LIKE A B!TCH?
- No...- The man was in a lot of pain. blaster rounds gave no bleeding, but a very stinging burning sensation.
- Then Why you're trying to f£%^ him huh John?
- No I didn't...
- YES YOU DID. YES YOU DID JOHN. But Nathan Zerrini doesn't like to be f£"% by anyone but mrs Zerrini. And don't Bullsh!t us about rebels. there's no one within the right mind who could go up against the empire, and you motherf"£%ers know that damn well.- Dorian took out a throwing knife and killed the other thoran, by hitting him in the throat. Sage's blaster fire tore John apart. from another room, a screaming human wielding a cutlass emerged, running straight at Dorian. With a powerful telekinetic push, the man was slammed against the wall and shot by Dorian.
- Let's go get that lunch. I'm starving- Dorian said to Sage. She felt quite uneasy, and although the data was secure she felt sorry for the men that died today. but she had to maintain her cover. Until she can persuade Dorian to join the cause. The duo left the apartment, and took the elevator to the lobby.
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"Kip is the Gavin McInnes of HC" - Salamandre
"Ashan to the Trashcan", "I got PTSD from H7. " - LizardWarrior
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JoonasTo
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What if Elvin was female?
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posted January 01, 2013 11:07 PM |
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Edited by JoonasTo at 23:14, 01 Jan 2013.
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Light rain was illuminated in the night of Lyra Primus by pulsating, neon purple, hologram lights spelling out Nightcrawler across the rain drops. An older man in grey robes shook some water out of his sleeves before stepping into the club. In the dim light of the club he made his way to the edge of the first floor just above the dance pit below. He leaned on the steel railing and seemed to be looking for someone from the crowd below.
"HEY!", someone shouted to him just barely above the throbbing music. "You look like you're looking for something, may I help you in any way?"
The older man turned around to be faced with a rather handsome young man, or that's what he would have noticed if his vision hadn't been completely occupied by glowing violet hair illuminating his face.
"Maybe! Do you know where I could find mister Lance?", the older man replied.
The younger man's mouth straightened a little. "Perhaps, why is it that you're looking for Lucky?"
"Lucky? You mean mister Lance? Do you know him?", the older man replied urgently.
"I might, depends on who's asking!", the younger man shouted to him.
"I'm councilman Chevlov, I was referred to him by Nana Yourda!", just as the coucilman finished his sentence the music died out.
The younger man quickly grabbed him from his shoulder, spinned him around and pushed him on the railing, leaning besides him himself. "Nice to meet you Chev." He shook his hand smiling just as the music came back blasting. "I'm Lucky Lance, consider us introduced. What do you need?"
Councilman looked at him doubtingly. "You're mister Lance? But you-"
"-look a little young to you?", the young man cut him short. "Yeah, I hear that a lot, now what is it that you need Chev, besides of some clothing that does not scream *I'm way too old to be in here!* across the whole room. A little advice councilman, civil servant clothing is not the hottest fad in tonight's club scene."
Chevlov looked down at his robes but quickly turned back to the young man, claiming to be mister Lance. "What proof do I have that you're, in fact, mister Lance as you claim to be?", he asked hesitantly.
The younger man sighed. "Look, you really don't know this side of town, do you? People are here for two reasons only:", he pointed at two people to their right, an evolon and a thoran, they took turns licking a glue-like substance of each others face. "To get high!", the then nodded down towards the pit. "Or to dance!" A kharon fell down at the dancefloor. "Or both! Yet, here I am, talking to an old man dressed for a funeral!"
Councilman Chevlov took a look around, then turned back to Lance. "I've heard you're good at what you do, I need this datacube-", the old man reached for his pocket on his left only to find it empty. All the colour left his face as he turned to Lance, who was already holding the little cube between his fingers.
"You know how I charge?"
The white-faced councilman nodded.
"Good, where to?"
"To the Virennak family"
"Nice to see you Chev. Next time, let Nana pick your dress for the ball. Try to stay out of trouble.", the young man took a step back and dodged a hoverblading waitress in a flash of violet. Then he was just...gone. The councilman took another look at the dancepit below and headed for the door.
On his way to his motel Yed shoke his head in the, now hardening, rainfall of Lyra Primus. He was looking at his wrist computer's holo feed. From what info he had gotten one of the Virennaks was currently on Lyra Secundus. Or at least she had arrived the planet and there was no recorded exit. At that point he had thought he had luck on his side. The info on the woman had left him bled from spirit though. She was a hunter. Hunters never traveled alone. Well, at least she was cute. He brought up her picture again. Yeah, he definitely wouldn't mind getting closer to her. Might as well contact her. That and the fact that all the rest of Virennaks were half-a-galaxy away and behind a security tighter than the empresses' ass.
Suddenly a disturbed wave flashed across his mind. RIGHT. He dodged left and an energy blade cut the damp air zizzling as it went where he had been just moments ago. UP. He ducked below horizontal slash and sprang. A silent gurgle was heard as 10 inches of cold, black steel pierced into the thoran's head. He pulled the knife out and let the lizard fall down to the street. While swiping the blood clean at the assailants clothes he decided to head straight to the ship and get off this rock as soon as possible. A delighted wave crossed his mind and a small, six-legged, green lizard swooped down from above and landed on his right shoulder. He petted it's head.
"I know, you hate the constant rain.", the lizard rubbed his head against his hand and curled down satisfied on his shoulder.
Quite sometime later on Lyra Secundus Yed was strolling on the streets looking for a place to eat when he spotted a burgershop, Dex's takeout, might as well eat there, he thought.
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kipshasz
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Elvin's Darkside
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posted January 01, 2013 11:48 PM |
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while exiting the building, Dorian noticed a Thoran security guard behind the desk. suspicion arosed within Dorian, but he quickly blew those thoughts away, as he litted up a cigar, and took another gulp from one of his flasks.
- What's with the show Dorian?- Sage curiuosly asked.
- Just feeling happy being home after all these months we spent in the Nekhunna Sector, hunting down those Kharon extremists.
- You? Happy?- Sage laughed.- Well, who's dogs hung themselves?
- Make all the fun you want.- Dorian putted his katanas in the trunk. the bandoliers with throwing knifes and shuriken as well as his gun remained on him. He blew out a huge smoke cloud and sat in the car.
- I just don't quite get it. You always appear so grumpy.
- For the last f"£$ing time Sage, I'm not pissed off at anything that shows signs of sentinent life. I just don't waggle my tongue as much as other people. But sometimes I need just to let it all out. Try being in my shoes for a while.- He started the car, and drove to Dex's restaurant.
- It's allright. I'm sorry, never meant to offend you.
- I'm not offended. How much did you pay for this luxury crap anyway?
- I don't remember, but somewhere near five million creds.
Dorian whistled.
- Holy f!%&ing sh/t! five million... Damn. not even Sweetheart costed me as much. But hey it looks cool, isn't a f"%^ing gas guzzler and it works as intended. planning on keeping it?
- Not Sure. Dad uses his new hover car mostly. so all the others are left in the garage.
- I see. Well, this is the place. Except for the new drive through, Dex's place hasn't changed one bit- Dorian said as they exited the car.
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"Kip is the Gavin McInnes of HC" - Salamandre
"Ashan to the Trashcan", "I got PTSD from H7. " - LizardWarrior
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JoonasTo
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What if Elvin was female?
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posted January 02, 2013 02:28 AM |
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Edited by JoonasTo at 02:32, 02 Jan 2013.
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Yed entered the burger joint. It was a small, surprisingly clean, establishment. It seemed quite busy at this time of the day as there was little space left to sit. It seemed that besides just making burgers the place offered real food too. A lot of the customers were eating steaks. The crowd inside was quite diverse. It was like walking into the middle of a unity fair. Besides not seeing any Malari there was one big difference though, none of these people could afford to waste time at such events. They had to spend their time working to make it through the month.
When Yed got to the counter he decided to order a steak as most of the locals seemed to do so too. He also asked for some raw meat for Cresc, his pet lizard. He turned around to look for a place to sit just as three men got up from a table close to the windows. He darted to the table and sat down next to the window. He pulled up his holoview from the wrist computer and started going through todays headlines for the planet, especially the crime related ones. Perhaps the Hunters were here to put down a crime lord or a syndicate branch. Odds were slim that they would ever reach the news but one could never know. Anything to let him start his search for the Malari.
Suddenly he felt a wave of excitement flash through his mind. He could feel Cresc trembling out of anxiety on his shoulder. Wondering what it was that could get her into such a state he turned his eyes away from the newsfeeds just in time to see a sumptuous car park next to the building. Totally out of place in such an environment.
But it wasn't the car that got Cresc excited. A young Malari woman stepped out of the passengers seat.
He petted Cresc's head, "Must remind you of where you're from, huh? Maybe she's a nice woman and you can meet her later, would you like that?"
The lizard seemed to understand and calmed down. The Malari woman entered with a man who was armed with various weapons. What drew Yed's attention was the metallic hand. Wait, couldn't be. He drew up the picture of his supposed contact. But it was, third daughter of the Virennak Family, Shashnavi Virennak. From the looks of things she was just here to eat with her partner. Yed concentrated his attention on the man. He didn't seem like a particularly courteous type. It could complicate matters. Yed cursed in his mind for not taking his hoverbike, he could have just followed them and contacted the woman later when she was alone. He couldn't be sure what it was in that datacube but he could judge from the look on the councilman's face when he thought he lost it, it wasn't exactly meant to the see the light of day.
He took a look around. The two were at the counter, ordering and the man seemed to be talking with the thoran behind the counter. The place was nearly full, there were no empty tables left. His table was was not the only table with only one person but his was the only one with a greendart.
Yed smiled and talked to Cresc, "You can go meet the nice lady, but bring her here for me would you be so kind?", Cresc leaped off his shoulder and darted straight towards Shashnavi, while sending an excited greeting to the her at the same time. It was overflowing so that even Yed, and every psychic, could feel it. She circled around the Malari three times before stopping to hover around a forearms distance from her face. It extended it's neck towards the woman and beckoned her towards Yed's table. When she looked his way, Yed just smiled and waved. He couldn't afford to send a message about the package through Cresc in case the male hunter was psychic. A wave of uncertainty flashed through his mind. Only if she allows you to., he sent back to Cresc. The greendart seemed to understand. It requested a permission from Shashnavi to lie down on her shoulder and waited.
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The hunters had left the building. The Human of the two had looked at Harbyx with quite some suspicion, but he left it at that. By the time they had passed the desk, Harbyx had already erased the footage, all the footage of the Hunters, disabled all the cameras on his path and the traces of him ever being there. It was a shame he could not activate the soundfeed without filling the lobby with whatever went on in that apartement. But Harbyx had seen enough. What he had to do now was cover his tail, and if possible the entire event.
So he called back the Human over the sec-feed and left for the apartement.
When he arrived there, the scene was just as the Hunters had left it. The hit was messy. The two Thorans were dead, as was the human who had done most of the talking. The one who had jumped out of the closet was still breathing, but not for much longer. Harbyx needed to get whatever info possible from the guy.
Harbyx slapped the Human across the face to get his attention.
"What happened here?" Harbyx asked. Quite the unnecessary question Harbyx realised once he had asked it.
"Nothing, just a little brawl with my friends." the Human rasped. Great, now the cowards could keep their mouths shut, but when the Hunters were there they were flapping lips all to easy.
Harbyx made it clear he was a rebel operative to the Human.
"I'm with you, I'll get you fixed up. But I need to know what happened and where the Hunters went."
"They took the plans, they asked questions about Nathan Zerrini. The guy said something about Dex' Place." The Human coughed and blood flecked the side of his mouth.
"Anything else?"
"The guy kept asking about Zerrini, he was just toying with us <cough>. Are you realy gonne fix me up?" The human had a glimpse of hope in his eyes.
"I am." Harbyx said and he drew his dagger out of the sheathe he had hidden beneath his security clothes. "Or I would have, if you worthless scumsuckers did not crack so easily." Harbyx slit the throat of the Human, carefull not to get any blood on his clothes.
After that, he made sure that the apartement looked like a robbery gone bad. If luck was on his side, the authorities wouldn't look into it that much. There was a spree of robberies lately in the region, a few of them ended badly as well. Not this bad, but still. And if they did, they would not be able to get to him. Harbyx left.
As he left, Harbyx noted the security Human about the malfuntion of the cameras he had caused. He got into his car and drove off. Harbyx did not know of Dex', but luckily his nav did. It was in the oposite direction of where Harbyx lived and not in a part of town where he came much. He pulled op to a parking, changed his clothes to that of a low civil servant, locked his car and walked the last two blocks to the diner. The Human did not pay him much attention and the Malari did not pay him any attention at all and since for someone of a different race all people looked the same unless you knew them well, the chances of him being recognised were slim.
Walking in, Harbyx spotted the Hunters standing at the counter. The Human was talking to the Thoran behind it, the Malari looked quite bored. Either they were taking their sweet time again, or Harbyx had made better time than he thought. Sure hover-vehicles were faster than wheelers, could use the upperways and Harbyx didn't take the rules of the road all that seriously, but it was slightly surprising how easily he caught up with the Hunters.
There were no empty places and no vacant seats at the already occupied tables with good vantage points. Harbyx had to come up with something quick and started for the restrooms in the corner.
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posted January 02, 2013 05:24 PM |
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Dex greeted Dorian and Sage. Dex was a large, greyskinned thoran, with a scar over his left eye. He wore casual clothing, and a white apron.
- Hey, my two best customers are back! Dorian, to you, the usual?
- Yea, sure. You sure don't sit holding your hands down.
- I sure ain't.- He poured some whiskey and some red wine and passed the glasses to Sage and Dorian.
- On the house.- He said.- So, what god forsaken mission are you on now?
Dorian smiled.
- You know I can't tell ya that buddy.
- Aye, sorry I forget. Hunter business. Top secret bullsh!t, am I right? No use poking my nose there eh?- He laughed. Dex turned to the kitchen window.
- Hey, get one Signature steak, medium rare, extra sauce! What'll you be having Sage?- Dex asked. Sage took a sip of the wine and browsed the menu.
- I wanna try the Nostrokian venison.
- Ah, excellent choice. One Nostrokian!- And hurry both the steak and the venison! chop chop!- Dex returned to chatting with Dorian.
- Staying for a long time, or just a quick stop?
- Not sure. we took care of some business. I'd really like to stay for a while, remember the good old days for a bit.
- Oh, not that sh!t again, I'm getting too old for that.
- What you scaly f$%^er, you think I'm getting younger?- They laughed.
Meanwhile, Sage noticed the Greendart. A curious creature. She had one as a pet when she was a child. It seemed that the critter wanted to tell Sage something. It pointed at a young man with violet hair sitting by the window. Without words, Sage understood what the creature wanted.
- Ugh, Dorian, I'll leave you guys for a few moments, allright?
- Yea, go ahead. I know our talks bore ya- Said Dorian and drank some whiskey.
Sage followed the creature and sat at Yed's table.
- An interesting pet you have there- She started a conversation.- I understand you have something for me?
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posted January 02, 2013 09:13 PM |
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After going to the restroom and pretending to releave himself, Harbyx exited the restrooms and spotter an open place at the end of the barcounter where he quickly seated himself there. The Thoran behind the counter was still talking to the Human, the Malari was just getting up and following some flying lizard to a booth. Harbyx had seen such a beast before, belonging to some freelance operative. Covertly he followed the Malari to the booth, noticing a human sitting there. The violet hair was unmistakeable, this was the freelancer he worked with a while back, Jed was his nickname, or something of the like. He would contact him once the Hunters had left. In the meanwhile he would order himself a Rautherion Cheesesteak and a drink to pass the time.
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posted January 02, 2013 09:52 PM |
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- It's not all happy and peaceful here.- Dex said while refilling Dorian's glass.
- Was it ever? Pass the ashtray.- Dorian said as his integrated lighter sprung up from his bionic palm.
- Forget gang wars we used to wage. That sh!t is history. The enforcers take rather good care of them, don't cause much trouble. Lately though some bigger cartels sprung up, protection rackets and such. well, I have some boys that keep those motherf"£$ers at bay, but...
- But what?- Dorian inhaled the smoke of the cigar.- Out with it Dex!
- Some F$%^ers torched old man Georg and the orphanage. Last week. None survived. Me and the boys tried to save what children we could, but to no awail.
The cigar droped out of Dorian's mouth, as he slammed down his bionic arm on the counter. Georg Razmanov was in charge of the orphanage in which Dorian and Dex grew up. and even the duo went down the bad side, they made sure that no one messed with Georg. And now someone has killed him, and the poor kids. One of the reasons why Dorian lived in his starship, was that he donated most of his earned money away to welfare organisations.
- THEY DID WHAT?- He shouted across the restaurant, startling the customers. He was furious.
- Hey, Dorian, calm down.
- I WON'T CALM DOWN UNTIL I HANG THE HEADS OF THOSE COCKLESS MOTHERF£$%ERS ON MY WALL!
- I'm angry too man. We'll sort this out, and claim their heads. You're a Hunter, the most badass motherf£$%er in the damn galaxy! My resources are too thin to track them down in this planet sized dump of a city. But I've got their symbol or something- Dex showed him a dented belt buckle.- all of the dicks we popped had them.
- Thanks for the lead. and give me some krasnak.- Dorian said while picking up his smoldering cigar from the counter.
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"Yeah, she's really something alright.", Yed patted Cresc who had now landed on his shoulder. "Seems to like you a lot too.", Cresc leaped and landed on the Malari's shoulder. "Name's Yed.", he offered his hand for a shake.
"Sage", she reciprocated.
"A pleasure miss Sage", he slipped the datacube into Sage's hand as he shook it. "And I do have somethind for you, an offer of sorts.", he retracted his hand. "Cresc really seems to enjoy your company and our orders should be ready any time soon. I think it would be a shame to let a woman leave my table without at least offering to pay for her meal.", Yed nodded at Sage's loud partner's direction. "That is, if you don't have a previous engagement."
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posted January 02, 2013 10:07 PM |
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Sage grasped the data cube.
- I had one when I was younger.- Sage said while looking at Cresc- Thank you for the offer, but my partner has covered it all. He knows the owner of this place. Grew up together I believe- She smiled, but then Dorian's shouting ruined the moment.
- Never seen him this angry before. I wonder what started him up. He doesn't share his past much.- She answered the puzzled look on Yed's face.- I believe because we've come from different layers of society. Don't Worry, I think his friend will manage to calm him down. Tell me, haven't we met before? I'm pretty sure I saw you someplace else, if you catch my drift.
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What if Elvin was female?
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posted January 02, 2013 10:41 PM |
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"We don't exactly run in the same layers of society either.", Yed pointed at the car out front. "Where I come from we don't have quite that sweet rides around.", he smirked. "But I believe we have similar hobbies.", he winked.
Their dishes were brought to the table and Cresc walked down to the table to eat her share. It ripped the raw meat apart with it's front paws and gobbled it down hungrily. Yed had barely managed to get his first bite out of the steak as Cresc was already finished. It prepared to leap back onto Sage's shoulder.
"NO, manners Cresc, you don't want to get blood all over the beautiful lady here. Clean up first.", Yed scolded the creature.
Cresc looked at him frowning but started to lick its paws clean. Yed returned to his meal.
"As I was saying, I do believe we enjoy similar pastimes.", he put his left hand into one of the many pockets in his trousers. He pulled out a small transmit chip from his pocket and placed it next to Sage's plate. "Should you ever need a quiet ride or just an extra swing arm to make a full game, here's my contact info."
Cresc finished licking its paws clean and leaped softly back onto Sage's shoulder. Yed smiled at it and continued.
"Or you can just stop by to say hello to Cresc, she'd like it. I wouldn't mind either.", he returned to finishing his meal.
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posted January 02, 2013 11:06 PM |
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Sage began to understand why Dorian liked this restaurant. the food was exquisite. She written in Yed's contact info into her wrist computer.
- That'll do.- She petted Cresc.- I think you'll have a chance to meet my partner quite soon.
Dorian finished his food quickly.
- Someone's starving eh?- Dex smiled.
- Nah, just want to chase down those responsible for Georg's death.
- Make 'em suffer.
- Sure will. That you can count on. and once I've dealt with them, come by starship docking, bay number 58G. Bring a few bottles of that mature krasnak you've always been so proud of.
- Still living in...
- Yeah, don't you start about it too, Sage has been bugging me for it for the last few years. Well, thanks for the drinks and the food. I'll go get Sage and we'll sort this mess out.
- With a noble?- Dex was a bit confused.
- I don't give a damn sh!t about her heritage. she's been watching my back for the last eight years now. I'd trust her with my life.- Dorian looked around- Just don't tell her I said that.
Dex gave a wide grin.
- I mean it.
- Sure thing. when did I let you down?
Dorian rose up from his seat and went to pick up Sage. He went over to the table were she and Yed were sitting. He pulled up a chair.
- We've got some business. nice lizard you've got there.
- It's not mine.- She said, as she wiped her lips of the sauce bits.
- I thought you had one. mentioned it several times.
- When I was a child Dorian. When I was a child. You should lay off the drinks some time- She gave a comforting smile.
- Never in my f£$^ed up life. Who's the guy? A friend of yours?- Dorian tried to sound as friendly as he could.
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posted January 02, 2013 11:45 PM |
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Before Sage had a chance to answer to Dorian Yed offered his left hand forward for a shake.
"Yed"
"Dorian", he took his hand and replied.
"Sage just told me that the owner of this joint is a friend of yours. I have to give it to him, he does a mean steak.", he picked up the transmit chip from the table and continued: "I heard you mention business, I wouldn't want to keep you, it sounded serious.", he finished the little food left on his plate and turned to Sage.
"Delighted to have met you here Sage. Here's to hoping we meet again soon.", he raised his glass and emptied it.
"Cresc.", he tapped on his shoulder.
The lizard gave a slightly annoyed look at Dorian, as if it blamed him for having to leave it's resting spot, before leaping over to Yed's shoulder. He stood to leave.
"I think I'll grab a drink at the counter before I leave. If we ever meet with more time, I'll make sure to offer you Dorian."
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"I take it you have heard what happened to the orphanage and Georg Razmanov?" the man asked, arching one eyebrow.
"Of course." Koba answered, his voice a low and gentle rumble. "Everyone within my kind of business knows, several from his orphanage has done well, he is very well known for his work. Why anyone would harm him is beyond me."
"And me as well, this is why I have called for you. I was once a child there myself, and when I heard what had happened to Razmanov I was devastated. What I want you..."
Koba raised one hand, cutting him off. "I don't do this kind of work, I get people and convicts. I am not a detective."
The man smiled. "I know, but I have this feeling someone like you will be needed. You have a reputation of never letting anything go, once you have set your mind on a job you see it through. And you do the work thoroughly. You will not be the only one searching for whoever is behind the killing, believe me. There are several dangerous once-children from the orphanage, they will all want revenge for what happened to Razmanov and the poor children."
Koba nodded slowly. "And how much money are we talking about?"
"Have you ever considered retiring, mister Banskvi?" the man asked. "After this job you might consider it. That is the amount of money we are talking about."
Koba nodded. "Alright, I will take the job. But do not expect miracles."
"I do not." the man answered. "That is why I tell you to start by visiting Dex' Place. I take it you know where it is."
Koba smiled. "Who doesn't, his steak is famous."
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posted January 03, 2013 12:34 PM |
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Now "tall, dark and explosive" had left the counter it was possible to get some service from the Thoran behind it. His nametag would indicate that this was the "famous" Dex. Harbyx ordered himself a Rautherion Cheesesteak with extra mushrooms and a root beer.
Dex complied, but it was rather obvious he'd rather spend some more time with "tall, dark and explosive".
By the time his beef-sandwich arrived, Yed had stopped at the counter to order a drink.
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