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#2013-09-16 00:40:00, as written by Tiko

Henry Flynn would find himself seated in a simple chamber with white walls, white floors, and a white table with two chairs seated at either end of it. No explanation had been offered as to his change in destination. His notoriously colorful criminal record had landed him en-route to the nearest Arastel space-port for transfer to chiron-delta, a notorious prison world within Isiria, and yet here he sat no longer in Isiria at all.

What bits of information he had managed to glean en-route to Langara left it clear that Isiria had fallen to a foreign power - the Aschen Empire. What this had to do with him was yet to be determined.

The only entrance into the room was a single locked door, and both the collar that had been fastened about his neck, and the dampeners on the room itself would serve to mitigate his inherent mutation that allowed him to manipulate gravitational fields.

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#2013-09-16 00:48:38, as written by Architect

So aliens took over the world huh? Who would've thought something like that happened in reality. Guess it's our own fault.

Flynn sighed and looked around the room he was in. There wasn't exactly artwork to admire, but there was something that caught his attention. There were small machines high in the corners, what they did was as unknown as the collar around his neck.

What am I an animal? You screw with one little zoo and next thing you know they have a damn leash on you...

Still something of greater importance bothered him. For some reason he was no longer able to sense the fields of everything around him. They had been there since birth, and their absence was....unsettling.

"Hey." He called out to the closest machine. "Don't I get like, a phone call or something?"

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#2013-09-16 01:05:05, as written by Tiko

The door opened a few minutes later and a woman entered with a file in hand. Her attire didn't much leave her with the look of a law enforcement officer with the form-fitted red dress that left little to the imagination, and the heels of her sandals clacked upon the floor as she approached the table with leisurely strides.

"And who would you call?" the woman asked.

She tossed the file down on the table and flipped it open before sliding it across to him as she circled the table thoughtfully.

"Six counts of assault, two counts of aggravated assault, twelve counts of resisting arrest, two counts of auto theft, sixteen counts of loitering in blackout zones, one count of criminal impersonation of... a nurse?" she asked with an arch of her eye. "There are easier ways to get your fetish kicks."

"And your latest - armed robbery - which as I understand it landed you a ten year vacation to chiron-delta."

The list went on, but the woman seemed to feel it redundant to list off the rest of the man's rather colorful rap sheet.

"Shall I continue?" she asked.

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#2013-09-16 01:17:24, as written by Architect

"Oh please do." Henry smiled as he made no effort to hide his...observation, of her outfit and form. "I always do enjoy a trip down memory lane. For the record I was impersonating a physician, and I would've got away with it if it weren't for those meddlesome kids...."

It seemed like Illumene PD still hadn't pulled it's head out of it's ass and corrected the mistakes in his file. What were they just two lazy to go through a few dozen pages?

"You know for making a crack about my fetishes, you people sure seem to have a sadistic way of doing things around here." He made his point by flicking a few fingers at the collar on his neck.

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#2013-09-16 01:34:40, as written by Tiko

Kianna leaned over Henry's shoulder as she closed the file that was resting in front of him.

"Believe me," Kianna purred with an amused twitch of her lips. "You don't want to know about my fetishes."

She glanced briefly to the file folder in front of him.

"It's clear that you have no respect for your government, or its laws. You have spirit though, I'll give you that," Kianna mused. "Fortunately for you, I can use that."

"That is unless you enjoy squandering your potential on petty crime as you cycle in and out prison for the rest of your likely to be, short life."

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#2013-09-16 01:54:50, as written by Architect

"So just to be clear, you're asking me to help the people that took control over my home world?" He asked with a raised brow at his own folder, that was fairly smaller than expected.

"If you could conquer my government without me, why would you need me now?"

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#2013-09-16 02:18:11, as written by Tiko

"Soldiers fall in the line of duty and need to be replaced," Kianna replied. "Our spread would be short-lived if we weren't replenishing our numbers."

"And yes, that's exactly what I'm asking," Kianna added with amusement. "But we both know you don't give a rats ass about your home-world. You thrive off anarchy, and Isiria is a nation of order."

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#2013-09-16 02:23:57, as written by Architect

"If what you say about me is true, then why would you even bother asking me to not only obey a government forced upon me, but enforce it's rule? Is your government not a nation of order as well, hostile as it may be?"

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#2013-09-16 02:33:41, as written by Tiko

"Indeed it is," Kianna agreed. "But unlike the Isirian government, I understand that anarchy is the instrument that paves the way for order. You have limitless potential, and you squander it on joy rides and knocking over cheap convenience stores."

She slid a hand over his shoulder and let her fingers dance across his chest, the tips edging under the collar of his shirt.

"If you serve me," she said. "If you serve this Empire..."

There was a serpents edge to her voice as she spoke to him, and an almost feverish warmth to her hand against his skin.

"I will give you the tools to spread anarchy," she told him. "Your skills will be honed and you will be the herald that paves the way for our arrival."

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#2013-09-16 02:47:54, as written by Architect

Henry sighed.

"Humans are spiteful creatures. Always looking for a reason to hate each other. Isiria's government was a failure to the people oppressive and powerful, well as it turns out, only oppressive. Civilians were growing more and more unsatisfied. For a state of such peace, why is there a planet devoted entirely as a prison?"

With another sigh he gave a tap onto his file.

"I gave them something else to direct their hate at. Ironic isn't it? A citizen using anarchy to preserve his government. But now, I'm unnecessary, they have you guys to hate now. I have no purpose with Isiria anymore...."

He took a moment to think to himself silently before looking back to Kianna. "Tell me a little about this Empire of yours."

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#2013-09-16 03:02:49, as written by Tiko

A light smile played at the edges of Kianna's lips.

"What do you want to know?" she asked as she straightened and walked around to the other side of the table.

She took the seat across from him and folded one leg over the other as she watched Henry with an almost curious look.

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#2013-09-16 03:06:59, as written by Architect

"Let's put aside the obvious 'not going to jail' bit for a second and how about you tell me what exactly I am to gain through helping pave the way for your government's order? What exactly would you have me do? I have no intention of becoming a mere foot soldier in some foreign army, I don't much care for restraints of any sort either."

Again he flicked at the collar on his neck.

"To be simple, how do I know I'm not being set free from one prison, to be put in another?"

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#2013-09-16 03:18:25, as written by Tiko

"You don't," Kianna remarked. "You can either take the path you know, back to Chiron-Delta, or the path that is uncertain, but full of promise."

She gave a brief hand gesture, clearly a signal to some unseen observer as the collar around his neck disengaged.

"I have no intentions of fielding you as a foot soldier," she said as she leaned forward. "The mindless drones of the Aschen military hold little interest to me. What I need are people with the ingenuity and capacity to think for themselves behind enemy lines. People who can't be bought, and who work off their own codes. You don't do the things you do for money, and I can give you unlimited potential to spread anarchy among our enemies."

"The only question is, can you kneel?" she asked.

Her eyes found his as she studied him.

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#2013-09-16 03:51:34, as written by Architect

"A weapon or a prisoner..." Henry lowered his head slightly as he thought. What would await him in Chiron? Years of solitude, strict routines, abuse of the highest level. He had succeeded in his quest after all, his people hated him....

But they no longer needed him. He felt the fields return and breathed a sigh of relief. What would he get with these people? It was unclear. Would he be able to swallow his feelings and do what they wanted? Would he be able to support them?

What else was there?

He looked back up at the woman across the table. She needed him for something....at least that much was true.

"Alright." He said, crossing his arms. "Tell me what you're expecting from me."

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#2013-09-16 03:59:04, as written by Tiko

"For now, you will train," Kianna informed him as she rose from her chair. "And in time you will kneel before the Divine Shadow to profess your loyalty to this Empire," she added.

"Come, I will show you the facilities here where you will learn to hone your abilities."

She retrieved the file from the desk as she gestured for him to join her as she opened the door which exited out into a long hall with bright overhead lights. More doors lined the passageway - likely other interrogation rooms similar to the one they left.

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#2013-09-16 04:04:45, as written by Architect

Henry sat and stared at the wall farthest from him. "I have no issue with helping you, but swearing loyalty to someone I don't agree with is asking the near impossible." He glanced over his shoulder at her. "I'm not trying to start anything...merely being honest with you. You wanted someone with their own code after all, did you not? I can not promise that this divine shadow will get allegiance from me, but..." He got up from his chair and stretched. "You seem to be honest at the very least, so I can promise you I won't betray your project."

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#2013-09-16 04:09:07, as written by Tiko

"All things in good time," Kianna replied.

It seemed likely that the man didn't yet know of her exact station within the Empire, or her position as Empress and Black Hand to the Divine Shadow, but she intended to take things slow with this one.

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#2020-04-19 05:39:29, as written by barney_fife

There was a young, sharply dressed receptionist seated at the desk, tapping away at a flickering, soft holographic screen, manipulating icons, and entering in text.

She hardly looked up, the lights of the screen reflecting on a pair of glasses she was wearing, where additional information was displayed on a sort of heads up display.

"Yes, here you are. Dr. Mantrid is ready for you." She said, tapping at the screen, before she handed him a piece of paper, a simple medical disclosure, and a checklist to make sure he was current on all his vaccinations.

"Just sign the forms here... and here." She said, pointing to the paper.

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#2020-04-19 05:54:54, as written by Scorpion01

O'Quinn nodded and signed the required forms, made sure everything was correct, then handed back the piece of paper. This woman didn't really seem to care all that much, or was too engrossed in her work to really put much care into it. Whatever, he thought. It happened to everyone, eventually. He took his file, and headed through the back door where, hopefully, Dr. Mantrid would be waiting for him.

"Ad Victoriam, Dr. It's a pleasure to meet you." he greeted upon seeing the man, quickly taking in the surroundings of the room around him as well. His eyes in were sharp and took in almost every detail at a glance. Part of why he was chosen, no doubt. He exhaled softly and then raised his chin slightly. Better to look tall and proud than unsure and afraid.

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#2020-04-19 06:07:15, as written by barney_fife

On the other side of the door, which opened with a pleasant chime, was some kind of commotion, an older man in a white lab-coat seemed to be berating a technician, his words echoing through the sterile walls of the laboratory.

"Should snake venom swell your limbs to bursting!" The older man shouted. "Should Spider poison cause your brain to explode! Should your bodily fluids drain out through pustulant sores!"

The man craned his neck at the entrance of O'Quinn.

There was a hungry grin that crossed his face as he smoothed down his coat, and he placed a pair of forceps down onto an aluminum surgical tray.

"Ahhh... the specimen..." Mantrid said, walking over to him, grabbing him by the chin, and inspecting his face. "Yes... You will do! But!? Will you do!? Ah that is the question!" Mantrid said cryptically, flipping a switch, and turning on a nearby holoscreen. "Your service record... impressive, but irrelevant! Your enhancements are minimal, untainted! A pure specimen!"

"Up!" He said, pointing to a metal surgical table in the center of the room. "Lie down on the table."

Henry Flynn

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