Silverose

Earth

a part of Silverose, by Chari.

Capital of the Solar Empire. Is basically one big nature preserve now, with the cities in glass domes to keep nature out and people in. Big Cities: Nuvo Yorka (yes, New York???), Los Angeles, Romahi (Rome)

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Capital of the Solar Empire. Is basically one big nature preserve now, with the cities in glass domes to keep nature out and people in. Big Cities: Nuvo Yorka (yes, New York???), Los Angeles, Romahi (Rome)

Earth

Capital of the Solar Empire. Is basically one big nature preserve now, with the cities in glass domes to keep nature out and people in. Big Cities: Nuvo Yorka (yes, New York???), Los Angeles, Romahi (Rome)

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Earth is a part of Milky Way.

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Nicholas Taylor [0] One of the greatest engineers that works for the Solar Alliance. He develops the CHEsuits that are used to oppose Humans First.
Johana "Joey" Cross [0] Bar Tender, Card Dealer, Undercover Security Officer, and Emergency Lounge Singer, Joey is employed by Lux Beta Pleasure Cruises

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Nicholas Taylor is a busy man. He spends the majority of his days cooped up in his workshop, which is his house's basement.

Okay, 'cooped up' would be stretching it. His basement is 10 metres tall and wide and long as three parking lots. He would've requested slightly more space, but he felt that that would be pushing it. Point is, he spends a lot of time at home. He gave a small cough at his workspace. "Ultimus," he called, and the room consequently brightened just a tad. "Run a diagnostic on the ventilation systems. If there are any blockages, send them to the garbage. If there are any toxic or potentially toxic fumes, please purify them." The room went back to its normal lighting right before Nick reached for his glass of water. He took a nice, long drink. Upon finishing, he exhaled through his nose and began working on his computer.

The teleporter in the corner of the room came to life and a woman walked through. This woman was Elsa Mayer, and she was Nick's secretary and only link to the outside world excluding his computer. She wore her typical work outfit: a black suit with a black skirt going below her knees. A very small slit was present on both sides of the skirt, allowing for extra mobility. It was bizzare logic to Nick as he has never seen a woman need to run or fight in a business suit, but he dismissed it and passed it off as a girl thing. "Hello Mr Taylor," she said. "It's rather pungeant in here."

"Ultimus is taking care of it," Nick responded as he continued typing. A small spherical object roughly a foot in diameter mounted on four wheels rolled up to Elsa. As she picked it up, a small section rose up from the robot and aimed its blue lens at her. It was its head. Elsa couldn't help but smile.

"Hello MAGNUS," she greeted. The rotund Navi beeped happily and extended two think arms from its sides. Now, it's rare for Nick to show any signs of affection for any living creature, so the fact that he finds MAGNUS's acts endearing say a lot. Elsa looked towards him. "So whatcha doin'?"

"Well," began Nick upon turning around to face the computer again as Elsa walked towards him with MAGNUS, "I'm sending a message to G.M.A. asking where the hell my supplies are," he explained as he continued typing. "It's been three days since you sent in the order- yes, it went through, I checked- and I haven't received them yet." He pressed the 'Send' button and the message was on its way. "Maybe I should've signed up with REAP..." Nick turned to face Elsa. "So what are you doing here so early? You don't start work for two hours."

Elsa put MAGNUS down for a moment to reach into her pocket. "I was asked by your manager to deliver a letter to you." After observing his bodily twitch at the word 'deliver', she made sure not to say it later. She pulled out a small thin rectangular metal-carbon material and handed it to Nick.

"Nicholas Taylor", he spoke, causing the letter to expand in size to be roughly the size of an A4 sheet of paper. It was apparently a voice-recognition lock system. After reading over the contents, he sighed. "Elsa, get to the computer and sort out some order forms, please." Nick turned to his computer as Elsa walked over to her workstation. "Why do we still have this things? What's wrong with the online network to still send couriers?"

Elsa looked over her shoulder as MAGNUS rolled up to her. "Is something wrong?"

"Nah," responded Nick tiredly. "Just a maintenace request. Apparently, a CHEsuit's been damaged."

"Oh," replied Elsa. After a few quiet seconds, she spoke again. "Can I help with repairs?"

Nick was about to reply with a sharp 'no', but stopped upon remembering the infamous phrase from his manager: 'Only one in a million people can even begin to understand these things. You need to train someone.' "Sure," said Nick, sounding the slightest bit regretful. "You need the experience."

Elsa smiled. She was surprised and incredibly elated. This is the first time Nick has allowed her to work alongside him with CHEsuit repairs. "Thank you, Mr. Taylor!"

And with that, they got back to their computers.

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Kofleur smiled as the waiter brought over the water to her table. It looked surprisingly... vacant with only her at it. After all it was a decently large table and capabele of seating at least four people and it was one of the larger tables they had outside. She sighed and stretched a bit. Man, it had been a long time since they'd had a vacation! And she had missed the food so much!!! That was one of the bad things about being in a work cycle for the wayfarers. You were constantly moving and had to keep the lowest profile you could possibly manage, so you ended up having those heat-em-up meals.

Blech.

As Kofleur started to look hungrily at the rather delicious looking appetizer menu a pair of bobbing ears caught her eye. "Finally!" She thought, "Tei is here." Normally it was Tei that got to places first when they decided to meet up but Kofleur had been lucky this time. She had already been on Earth when Laryn and Sacura called over the comms. She returned to her menu as Teisha sat down at a seat next to her. "So" Kofleur began, "Anything new Tei?"

Teisha took a minute to respond, like always, thinking through her answer. But soon she replied with a rather blunt "No, nothing of importance." Kofleur sighed and returned to her menu discussing with Teisha the possible meal choices for their first meal of their vacation. Although after a short while Kofleur spotted Laryn approaching and she waved him over. Laryn quickly sat down opposite of Teisha and next to Kofleur and buried himself in the menu. Kofleur frowned, recognizing this as a Laryn bad mood. "So" she said trailing off slightly "How's the arm?" She asked. "No better" Came the cutting response. To that, Kofleur sighed "You really shouldn't push it! That could put its healing back for we don't know how long!"

"I know that!" Said Laryn dropping his menu onto the table in disgust. "But I can't sit and just let it be! I gotta check on it, see how it's coming along! Anyway. This is vacation, and not time to worry about stuff like that. Let's order some appetizers while we wait for Cura. I need some good food."

"Right!" Came Kofleur's response. So she wasn't the only one the lame food was getting to eh? Although, come to think of it, wouldn't Laryn be more used to the crappy food? He'd been a Wayfarer much longer than her. Heck, he STARTED the Wayfarers. Just as soon as Kofleur was about to ask, the waiter came by their table with a rather delicious looking antipasto salad. So Kofleur busied herself looking it up in the menu.

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Romahi was the same as Sacura had remembered. She had grown up in this city, but hadn't visited in more than two years. In fact, she had done everything she could to avoid coming back here. While she loved this city, there had been a good reason she had avoided this place for that long. A very good reason. Her anger, however, had also greatly clouded her judgment. She was still ablaze inside. That man had been extremely unlikeable. He had taunted her friends, then attacked her for her race. It was funny. She had been born as a pure blood human, or so she had thought, but she had been forced into this beast form two years ago. She now knew how to change from her human form to her beast for, which was extremely useful for disguise, she had now become more fond of her beast form than her human form, and she had come to think of herself as more a beast than a human. And now her beast blood had reached a boil. She had never been so happy with her job until now.

As she walked through the streets of the capital city, she spied three familiar faces sitting in an outdoor cafe. Finally, she had found them. She walked up to them and plopped herself down in a chair, a look of disgust still on her face. Even still, she was happy to see them. It had been awhile, that was for sure. Laryn's arm didn't look any better, Tei looked as shy as ever, and Ko... Ko just looked like Ko. She had cut her hair short recently for the sake of a disguise, but she knew that she still looked a lot like always. Better than she had after she had fought Chronos, that was for sure. She looked around at group again, then said, "Laryn, did you invite that person you said you had worked with? Althy-something?"

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"Done and done," declared Nicholas as he reclined on his office chair, stretching his arms. "Teleportation protocols complete." He rotated on his chair to face Elsa and MAGNUS on the other side of the 'lab', as Elsa like to refer it. "Elsa, can you please?" he requested, pushing up his glasses.

Elsa smiled. "Aye aye, captain," she answered as she typed in a few keys. Elsa and Nicholas focused their attention to the four gaps that appeared in the floor and ceiling around a spare docking bay when those sections of the room retracted. Four objects that looked like thin pillars rose from the ground, and at the same time identical structures appeared from the roof, and descended until they locked into place with the grounded pillars. A glass casing rose from the ground, containing the devices. Within moments, the pillars lit up with a blue energy, which then jumped to the pillar to its left. In a second, the energy jumped to the next pillar, and in half a second it jumped to the one after that one. This cycle repeated itself until the energy appeared to have formed a cylindrical vortex of sorts. After 10 seconds, a pulse of light caused the energy to subside. The glass casing, which just had a crack in it, also retracted, followed by the pillars. The teleportation of the CHEsuit was complete.

Despite being the 'father' of the CHEsuits, Nicholas still couldn't help but be in at least the slightest awe of his creations. The 15 foot black-and-red titan has a torso-cockpit shaped like a gondola lift, two powerful arms attached to the sides of the machine via two orb-shaped shoulders and on the bottom of the cockpit, two legs easily support the structure. Five prongs at the end of each leg form the feet. To deal with conventional warfare, it is equipped with a rapid-fire photon turret mounted on either side of the cockpit and two larger, slower but more powerful photon turrets on the top. In the event of a more powerful adversary, the CHEsuit boasted two forearm-mounted photon blades, if the arms alone aren't enough. On the surface, the CHEsuit looked good as new.

Elsa got up and climbed the steps of the docking bay, which brought her to the torso of the CHEsuit. MAGNUS tried to follow, but its wheel configuration prevented it from climbing stairs. "Doesn't seem to be anything wrong with it," she reported as she walked around it.

"Hold on a sec." Nick pressed the sides of his glasses and repeated Elsa's actions, but this time at the base of the behemoth. After two revolutions around the CHEsuit, he climbed up the sides of the mechanical creature and pressed his finger against a panel of black that stood out slightly. He removed his finger, and the cockpit opened up, revealling a chair, a helmet, two circular pedals, two gloves that could reach up the forearm and a computer terminal that was built on top of the battery of the system.

As soon as Nick sat in the chair, he felt a wave of nostalgia and serenity run over him. It only felt like yesterday when he made the prototype of this suit and was running around in it. The design, over the years, had rapidly evolved. Even though this was not entirely his doing, he still felt proud. He had never been closer to his creations. Walking with them, exploring with them, feeling them; these sensations came running back to the old days of maintenance work. But now, they were mere shields; tools that exist only to take all of the hits that the enemy could dish out. He put his hand on the glove and closed his eyes. He could feel the CHEsuit. He could see its heart. He could see its pain, but he could see its happiness.

"Mr. Taylor, have you found anything?" Elsa brought him out of his reverie.

"Uh, no I haven't. Give me a few more moments," came the response. Truth be told, there wasn't anything wrong with the suit at first glance. The suit was in prime condition and he couldn't find any cosmetic damage (leaving aside small bits of dust, but that's normal). Using his glasses, he inspected the circuitry. Everything was normal as far as he could see. The interfaces were configured correctly and the battery was still fully functional with plenty of power flowing through it. The terminal was also- wait; what the hell was that?

"Elsa," he started, voice uncertain, "why is there a chocolate wrapper in the circuitry?

Elsa, obviously, was caught off-guard. "Uh... I dunno. Gimme a sec, I'll get the screwdriver." She climbed down the stairs to get the tool, but MAGNUS was before her, holding out a strange device with a surprisingly large handle. Elsa smiled. "Thank you, MAGNUS." She took the device from the Navi and walked back to the CHEsuit. "Um, Mr. Taylor? Since you said I could help with fixing, could I do this step?"

Nick looked down at Elsa, surprised by her inquiry. "Sure, why not?" he said, getting out of the CHEsuit. Estatic, Elsa climbed in and got to work. Nick walked down the stairs, stopping when he got before MAGNUS. "Someone's gonna trip over you. You know that, right?" Nick picked up MAGNUS, who beeped happily, and carried it with him to the computer. He set MAGNUS beside him on the desk, sat down in the chair and started by accessing his emails. There was a new one. He was going to delete it, but then he discovered that the sender was none other than one of the Colonels at the Solar Alliance military. With that, he opened the email and began reading...

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"Done and done," declared Nicholas as he reclined on his office chair, stretching his arms. "Teleportation protocols complete." He rotated on his chair to face Elsa and MAGNUS on the other side of the 'lab', as Elsa like to refer it. "Elsa, can you please?" he requested, pushing up his glasses.

Elsa smiled. "Aye aye, captain," she answered as she typed in a few keys. Elsa and Nicholas focused their attention to the four gaps that appeared in the floor and ceiling around a spare docking bay when those sections of the room retracted. Four objects that looked like thin pillars rose from the ground, and at the same time identical structures appeared from the roof, and descended until they locked into place with the grounded pillars. A glass casing rose from the ground, containing the devices. Within moments, the pillars lit up with a blue energy, which then jumped to the pillar to its left. In a second, the energy jumped to the next pillar, and in half a second it jumped to the one after that one. This cycle repeated itself until the energy appeared to have formed a cylindrical vortex of sorts. After 10 seconds, a pulse of light caused the energy to subside. The glass casing, which just had a crack in it, also retracted, followed by the pillars. The teleportation of the CHEsuit was complete.

Despite being the 'father' of the CHEsuits, Nicholas still couldn't help but be in at least the slightest awe of his creations. The 15 foot black-and-red titan has a torso-cockpit shaped like a gondola lift, two powerful arms attached to the sides of the machine via two orb-shaped shoulders and on the bottom of the cockpit, two legs easily support the structure. Five prongs at the end of each leg form the feet. To deal with conventional warfare, it is equipped with a rapid-fire photon turret mounted on either side of the cockpit and two larger, slower but more powerful photon turrets on the top. In the event of a more powerful adversary, the CHEsuit boasted two forearm-mounted photon blades, if the arms alone aren't enough. On the surface, the CHEsuit looked good as new.

Elsa got up and climbed the steps of the docking bay, which brought her to the torso of the CHEsuit. MAGNUS tried to follow, but its wheel configuration prevented it from climbing stairs. "Doesn't seem to be anything wrong with it," she reported as she walked around it.

"Hold on a sec." Nick pressed the sides of his glasses and repeated Elsa's actions, but this time at the base of the behemoth. After two revolutions around the CHEsuit, he climbed up the sides of the mechanical creature and pressed his finger against a panel of black that stood out slightly. He removed his finger, and the cockpit opened up, revealling a chair, a helmet, two circular pedals, two gloves that could reach up the forearm and a computer terminal that was built on top of the battery of the system.

As soon as Nick sat in the chair, he felt a wave of nostalgia and serenity run over him. It only felt like yesterday when he made the prototype of this suit and was running around in it. The design, over the years, had rapidly evolved. Even though this was not entirely his doing, he still felt proud. He had never been closer to his creations. Walking with them, exploring with them, feeling them; these sensations came running back to the old days of maintenance work. But now, they were mere shields; tools that exist only to take all of the hits that the enemy could dish out. He put his hand on the glove and closed his eyes. He could feel the CHEsuit. He could see its heart. He could see its pain, but he could see its happiness.

"Mr. Taylor, have you found anything?" Elsa brought him out of his reverie.

"Uh, no I haven't. Give me a few more moments," came the response. Truth be told, there wasn't anything wrong with the suit at first glance. The suit was in prime condition and he couldn't find any cosmetic damage (leaving aside small bits of dust, but that's normal). Using his glasses, he inspected the circuitry. Everything was normal as far as he could see. The interfaces were configured correctly and the battery was still fully functional with plenty of power flowing through it. The terminal was also- wait; what the hell was that?

"Elsa," he started, voice uncertain, "why is there a chocolate wrapper in the circuitry?

Elsa, obviously, was caught off-guard. "Uh... I dunno. Gimme a sec, I'll get the screwdriver." She climbed down the stairs to get the tool, but MAGNUS was before her, holding out a strange device with a surprisingly large handle. Elsa smiled. "Thank you, MAGNUS." She took the device from the Navi and walked back to the CHEsuit. "Um, Mr. Taylor? Since you said I could help with fixing, could I do this step?"

Nick looked down at Elsa, surprised by her inquiry. "Sure, why not?" he said, getting out of the CHEsuit. Estatic, Elsa climbed in and got to work. Nick walked down the stairs, stopping when he got before MAGNUS. "Someone's gonna trip over you. You know that, right?" Nick picked up MAGNUS, who beeped happily, and carried it with him to the computer. He set MAGNUS beside him on the desk, sat down in the chair and started by accessing his emails. There was a new one. He was going to delete it, but then he discovered that the sender was none other than one of the Colonels at the Solar Alliance military. With that, he opened the email and began reading...

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Even though she was happy to be next to her best friend for the first time in awhile, the question still made her scowl. She barked the response, "Fine until today." After a second, she calmed down enough to add, "But not from this. It really is nice to see everyone again." She smiled briefly at her friend before addressing the group. "If any of you ever meet a man by the name of Gabriel 'Zero' Angel, make sure you beat the crap out of the him. I was just at Silver's house earlier, and when I came out, this guy talked to me. He called Silver a fraud and a sham and me a filthy beast. I think we owe him something from good old Silver." Under he breath, she muttered, "Who's that arrogant prick to call anyone a fake, let alone Silver. He must be a real idiot to can someone a fake in front of one of his oldest friends. If I ever get my hands on him again, I'll..." She trailed off. She turned to Tei, a strange half smile on her face. "Looks like he got to me more than I thought he had," she said ruefully, then continued, "So, how have you been, Tei?"


On Venus, a man in the bounty offices sneezed loudly. Gabriel "Zero" Angel, or Gabe as most of his friends called him (in total, one), had wandered in to look at what bounties were best for him nab before he looked for more mercenary work. The office in Venus didn't have as many as a planet like, say, Omic, but there were enough for someone to make some good money on them. The clerk of the store was sleeping in a chair lazily, snores penetrating the air every so often. Well, Gabe had to talk to the man, so the snoring didn't last for long. Gabe went to the sleeping man, rang the bell on the counter, and said, "Excuse me, sir, can I have more information on the man Brauhn?" The clerk, now awake, boomed in his low voice, "M'afraid you're too late for that one, m'boy. Silverose took care of that one two years ago, as I recall. We didn't really need this office while they were around. I miss the good ol' days. He was such a good lad, always helpin' wherever he had to to make this planet better. I remember this one time- Where are you going, m'boy?" Gabe had stalked out of the office, anger flaring again. Was everyone on this damn planet part of the Church of Ash Gibbs? Sure, this might have been his home planet, but was it really necessary to revere the ground that the little bastard had walked on? He was as phony as a three dollar bill, in Gabe's opinion. There was no way any man could do what the video tapes had showed, and that was precious little. The live video feed had been recorded and was shown in theaters as much as any movie, but it didn't show most of the battle. It showed the beginning, in which Gibbs and Chronos engaged in hand to hand combat. Then the screen suddenly went white, and nothing could be seen until the end, where Chronos shoots a ball of some energy at Gibbs, who fires a massive energy beam from his gun that destroyed the ball and Chronos along with it. But that blast had supposedly been only a huge mass of M-Photons. There was no way that could be true. People could only use one type of M-Photon. To do that, he had to be able to use all of them. And no one could do that. No one. Gibbs was a filthy liar, and Gabe would do whatever it took to expose him.

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Calling after the waiter, Sacura added, "I'll have one too, please!" She looked around at her fellow teammates again. It was nice to be with them again, even the newbie. She seemed like a nice person, but she was quite to the extreme. If she hadn't sad "Sleeping" earlier, Sacura might have thought she was a mute. But if Laryn had Ok'd her, she had to have some skills. That was just Laryn's way. if he didn't think you could do something, he'd tell you. No frills, no ribbons, he'd just outright say, "No, you can't do that" in the rude sort of way only he could manage. This gruff exterior hid a good heart, but not too many people got past the gruffness. Outside the former Team Silverose and the other current Wayfarers, she wasn't sure there were any at all who thought of him well. Especially not groups like Human's First.

Human's First was really the only remaining racial terrorist group, luckily. Well, okay, maybe that wasn't the right word. HF was likely the worst of all the former racial terrorists, which was saying something, considering the others. While she had never come into direct contact with either LCA or the Mova Sona, she had been more than acquainted with the Hand of Nam. In fact, that group had but a bounty on her and her entire family's head. Teisha had had one too, not nearly as large, but big enough for there to be many assassination attempts and an outright war here in Romahi. It had been her, Tei, S-9, her personal gang of friends from the city, and a royal guard named Seth who had ended up fighting the leader of the Hand at the Royal Palace. The giant man had simply been known as boss, and it had taken every single one of them to take him down. He had been incredibly strong, that was for sure, strong enough that Chronos formed an alliance with him rather than fight against him. She was glad he was never coming back.

Suddenly overwhelmed by a stream of memories of the city, she shook her head slowly. There were sure a lot of sad memories of this city, and Sacura suddenly didn't want to stay here any more. She turned to her boss. "Hey, Laryn, I think we should take an official week long vacation as a group somewhere. That way we can catch up some more and get some good rest. What do you think?"

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Laryn looked up at Cura, now resigned from figuring out why Althya was hiding in the bush. "Yeah, sounds good. It's sure been a while." But as he finished speaking, his phone began to ring, as if conspiring to destroy this vacation. Well, to be more precise, one of his phones rang. Laryn was really loaded up with phones and crap. He had his normal cell phone which the Wayfarers and Althya knew the number to, he had his team Silverose comm and he had the phone that rang. That phone was bad news. It was his phone that he did his... dealings with. Without a word Laryn rose and walked a short distance away from the table, opening the phone. "What now?" He said gruffly. though really the question he was asking was who's calling. In response came a female voice. "I'm only telling you this because I owe you one. Got it?"

"Doubtful" he replied. "What do you want Farin?" To which there was a short pause and a sigh. "It's true isn't it? You take nothing at face value." To that she expected a reply but Laryn remained quiet. "Alright. The remnants of the LCA have been acting up recently and are currently on the move here on Endro. Just thought yo might like to know that. You don't take a liking to them."

Laryn paused for a minute before responding. "And neither do you. If they knew about your chop-shop business the'd make you PE numero uno. That's your angle for it. But lucky for you, you're right, I don't like them either. But I ain't gonna be your little bouncer. There's gonna be nothing left of m' when I get through and if one of your cronies is there to I WILL kill them. So I advise you hold back. Oh, and don't even think of calling us even. Actually it seems you owe me more. I'm doing you another favor, aren't I?" With that and amidst Farin's objections Laryn closed the phone. Da*n LCA. Their freaking head was ct off but the arms stll wanted to fight. Well, he couldn't pass up the chance to at least cut a few more fingers off. However, since it WAS Farin there might be someone watching, so he couldn't send anyone else. Looked liek his vacation was gonna start a little late. He turned and walked back to the table with everyone. "Sorry, I'll call you later and find out where you guys went. See ya." Abruptly he tured and began walking toward the teleporter to Endro.

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Kofleur objected as Laryn began to walk away "Where do you think you're going!? HEY!! We're on vacation!!" But as she expected he didn't even turn around. He could be so frustrating at times like that. She knew what he used that phone for, she had been around him long enough to recognise when he was talking to one of his... business partners. Why did he even put up with them? Couldn't they get along without having to deal with these people? And it was always just him that dealt with them. Well, she could understand why, but still... what if he got in over his head? Well, no time to worry about that now. She looked back up at the people sitting around the table and smiled. "He'll catch up. Let's start thinking about where to go!"

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Laryn looked up at Cura, now resigned from figuring out why Althya was hiding in the bush. "Yeah, sounds good. It's sure been a while." But as he finished speaking, his phone began to ring, as if conspiring to destroy this vacation. Well, to be more precise, one of his phones rang. Laryn was really loaded up with phones and crap. He had his normal cell phone which the Wayfarers and Althya knew the number to, he had his team Silverose comm and he had the phone that rang. That phone was bad news. It was his phone that he did his... dealings with. Without a word Laryn rose and walked a short distance away from the table, opening the phone. "What now?" He said gruffly. though really the question he was asking was who's calling. In response came a female voice. "I'm only telling you this because I owe you one. Got it?"

"Doubtful" he replied. "What do you want Farin?" To which there was a short pause and a sigh. "It's true isn't it? You take nothing at face value." To that she expected a reply but Laryn remained quiet. "Alright. The remnants of the LCA have been acting up recently and are currently on the move here on Endro. Just thought yo might like to know that. You don't take a liking to them."

Laryn paused for a minute before responding. "And neither do you. If they knew about your chop-shop business the'd make you PE numero uno. That's your angle for it. But lucky for you, you're right, I don't like them either. But I ain't gonna be your little bouncer. There's gonna be nothing left of m' when I get through and if one of your cronies is there to I WILL kill them. So I advise you hold back. Oh, and don't even think of calling us even. Actually it seems you owe me more. I'm doing you another favor, aren't I?" With that and amidst Farin's objections Laryn closed the phone. Da*n LCA. Their freaking head was ct off but the arms stll wanted to fight. Well, he couldn't pass up the chance to at least cut a few more fingers off. However, since it WAS Farin there might be someone watching, so he couldn't send anyone else. Looked liek his vacation was gonna start a little late. He turned and walked back to the table with everyone. "Sorry, I'll call you later and find out where you guys went. See ya." Abruptly he tured and began walking toward the teleporter to Endro.

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Kofleur objected as Laryn began to walk away "Where do you think you're going!? HEY!! We're on vacation!!" But as she expected he didn't even turn around. He could be so frustrating at times like that. She knew what he used that phone for, she had been around him long enough to recognise when he was talking to one of his... business partners. Why did he even put up with them? Couldn't they get along without having to deal with these people? And it was always just him that dealt with them. Well, she could understand why, but still... what if he got in over his head? Well, no time to worry about that now. She looked back up at the people sitting around the table and smiled. "He'll catch up. Let's start thinking about where to go!"

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Poor waiter... Althya though, though her face did not give away any bit of emotion, a neutral smile still on her face.

These people were friendly, that could not be denied, but it was not easy to sit comfortably in company which all but you are closely acquainted with. It would seem that her silence had even spooked the others a bit, but that could not be helped. Althya simply did not like to speak. It is not because she is shy of what she says, nor is it because she dislikes her voice. She truly believed that through unnecessary speech, so many things could be misinterpreted; lies and drama which could have been avoided. The black haired girl nods to herself; silent communication through body language and expressions are best. (In her opinion of course)

Her thoughts were just pondering the words "feels like you can't even see the sky," when the ringing of a phone disturbed her. The thought of a job were instantly in her mind, but continued to sit quietly as the other conversed around her. As Laryn took his leave, she suddenly felt very alone. The thought of talking was frightening....

Perhaps I should follow, he may need help...But no...he would not help would he? I-I don't know what to do now... Her face twisted a bit into a grimace, and she sunk in her chair with obvious confusion.

This fit of confusion was sustained for several moments before Althya burst out of her chair, trotting to catch up with Layrn's receding figure.

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To be completely honest, Elsa was worried for Nicholas. He received an email a while ago from a high-ranking military officer from the Solar Alliance informing him of an ex-Humans First member on Venus by the name of 'Gabriel Angel'. The email went further, asking Nick personally to go looking for him. Why they asked was beyond Elsa. Nick wasn't the type of person to go to other planets, especially if he would be there for, at most, a day before returning. They should know this.

And yet, here he was; gearing up his CHEsuit that he had for emergencies and getting ready to go. With the helmet on, he was in the cockpit testing the gloves. So far, all systems were A-OK.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" Elsa asked. "You don't have to go. The Venus division of the SA military can take on Gabriel."

Nick bend his neck back a bit to twist it and get rid of cricks. "I've been down here for a long time, Elsa. I want to take a walk. It's been forever since I've been up on the surface and even longer since I've visited Venus. I want to go. I'm too cramped here."

Was that it? Did Nick simply want a change of scenery? Well, Elsa could definately tell how his life could become 'meh' very quickly. If it weren't for her doing his shopping, he probably would have been even further behind schedule with his works. But he had shields to make. So why did he feel it necessary to go all the way to Venus? What was wrong with being on Earth?

Nick walked over to a spare space in the docking bay. "Elsa, if you would activate the teleporter, please?" he asked before he lowered the cockpit lid.

Elsa shared a worried glance with MAGNUS before sighing. "Sure." She walked over to her computer and input a few commands. The eight pillars rose and fell from the ground and ceiling to surround and cage in Nick and his CHEsuit. A glass casing also rose up from the ground to contain any possible energy bursts. Elsa hesitated for a few moments before inputting the teleportation destination. Within moments, the pillars lit up with energy. The energy jumped to the pillar next to it, and then it jumped to the next one, and again and again until a pseudo-veil concealed Nick's CHEsuit from view.

And with one final burst, he was gone.

Elsa sighed and looked at MAGNUS. Even though she couldn't stop him, she wasn't going to dwell on that. "Well, we're all alone. Wanna go outside? I'm hungry for some lunch." MAGNUS made a single happy beep, which Elsa took as a 'yes'. "Alrighty then. Let me just set the security protocols..." After typing in a few commands on the keyboard, several turrets appeared from the roof and ground. "... and we're clear. Okay MAGNUS, let's get a move on."

MAGNUS gave another happy beep as Elsa pciked it up and walked to the elevator, intent on going to a restaurant.

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Discouraging aren't you? She could not help but think. Of course, there would be no use in following him; always much to serious sometimes. If he were any less, she supposed, Laryn would not be Laryn.

An uncomfortable feeling came upon her as she took her time walking back to the cafe. The sky was certainly dark now, almost making her wonder where the sun was. She was now in the view of the cafe and perhaps the others could see her now. Only taking a very slight moment, she flipped open her cell phone, and in a few keystrokes checked her empty mailbox.

Oddly a quiet day.

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Elsa twisted around on her computer chair and MAGNUS rotated towards the docking bay as a CHEsuit teleported in. Even if the cockpit was closed, Elsa knew who it was; Nicholas was the only one who could teleport in without sending in the passcode.

"Welcome home, Mr Taylor," Elsa greeted with a smile. She picked up MAGNUS and rested his wheels on the floor so that he could go up to his father. MAGNUS arrived at the steps of the docking bay ramps just as Nick got out of the CHEsuit. He walked down the stairs quickly, stopping when he came up to MAGNUS.

"Hey," he said as he picked up MAGNUS before proceeding towards his workspace. "Listen, Elsa. I need you to send a message to all SA Military and police branches saying that all CHEsuit repairs are to be postponed until further notice."

"What?" responded Elsa, quickly?

Nicholas continued. "Send another," he said as he sat down at his computer workstation, "to GMA to halt all CHEsuit manufacture- actually, send that one first."

"Mr Taylor, what is going on?" Elsa interjected as she walked towards him. "What happened with Gabriel Angel?"

"He got away," replied Nick as he began typing, MAGNUS seated beside him.

Elsa was obviously not expecting that response. "Oh... Well, that has to be a downer."

Nick was deeply immersed in his work, constantly typing. "Mhm. Now, I have work to do-"

"Nick, please!"

Nick stopped typing. Slowly, he turned around to face Elsa, who was obviously looking distressed. "You called me by my first name."

"I know..." sighed Elsa, putting a hand on her head. β€œYou’re obviously stressed out. Please, tell me what happened." Nick opened his mouth. "- but think about what you're going to say."

Nick shut his mouth. He reclined, pondering on his choice of words. "I intercepted Gabriel. He was quick: he tried to get to the ocean. I nearly cut him off, but he was more agile than the CHEsuit. I was forced to get out of the cockpit to intercept him, but it ended in a facedown between me and him. We talked, but he got a call. Apparently, Senator Voltome wants him to do a job of some description."

"Voltome?" Elsa repeated. "He's a member of Humans First?"

"Don't think so," answered Nick. "If Voltome was with Humans First, he would have contacted a Humans First member. Gabriel quit them, so he no longer has their protection from the law. Voltome's presumably using that to his advantage so that he doesn't have to pay up. There's another thing that's bugging me. Surely, Voltome wouldn't send me just to stretch my legs."

"Wait," Elsa cut in, "didn't Colonel Sparknel send you?"

"You mean the Colonel under Voltome's jurisdiction?"

"Yeah... oh..." Nick couldn't help it; he snorted. Hey, you would too if you saw your apprentice realise something that was obvious. "Hey!"

"Sorry, couldn't help it," Nick apologised.

"So..." Elsa began. "What are we gonna do about Voltome?"

"What can we do?" Nick stated as he turned around to his computer. "We don't have enough evidence to convict him of anything. Gabriel probably has logs, but I have no idea where he is. Anyway, I want to work on the CHEsuit. It was useless at apprehending Gabriel, and I want to make some modifications."

Elsa perked up. "Actually, I wanted to show you something on my computer."

Nick groaned. "Elsa..."

"No no no, it's good. You'll like it." Elsa went back to her computer.

Nick kept sitting for a moment moments before getting up. "It better be quick. I have work to do." He picked up MAGNUS and made his way to Elsa's computer.

Elsa just smiled and waited for him to come along. On her computer, she opened the program detailing a basic outline of the proposed new CHEsuit design and what will be included. "MAGNUS, capture the image, please." MAGNUS' head rose and its blue lens scanned the screen. After the scan, a little chip popped up from MAGNUS's body, which Nick took out. The little chip folded out to become the size of an A4 piece of paper. The chip was actually a screen capture image, so Nick could look even closer into the new design. It wasn't the most advanced blueprint, but Nick was the engineer; this was just a concept piece.

The new design had a more smoother body compared to the last one. Its cockpit now looked like the cockpit of the ancient MD 520N helicopter and the limbs were a lot less bulky in appearance. He could see that underneath the metal armouring laid a sheet of flexible metal fibres, like skin under a suit of armour. The five-pronged office-chairesque feet were replaced by feet that looked like As if viewed from underneath, with the 'toes' facing forward. The arms and radomes were virtually unchanged except to accommodate for a more streamlined silhouette. Overall, it was definitely much better than the design he had now.

But then he looked at the features and his approval rapidly faded away. According to the list, the left arm could transform into a photon Gatling gun and the right arm into a photon missile blaster for long-range combat. On the outer-side of each forearm rested a photon blade-emitter. On each side of the cockpit was a zero-energy kinesis gun capable of moving objects, sentient or otherwise. The gloves, pedals and helmet were replaced by a special chair located in the front of the cockpit protected by a capsule. The chair used a neural interface that plugged into your spine and transfer the consciousness into the new CHEsuit and... Well, in essence, the pilot becomes the CHEsuit. Oxygen was fed into the capsule via two tubes on either side of the capsule. The rest of the cockpit held the energy supply and the core components required for the suit's computer to run.

"No," Nick said simply. "Too expensive. I like the silhouette, but this is too expensive for mass-production."

"It's meant to be a solitary unit," Elsa countered. "With the strongest armour available and the strongest weapons I can imagine, Humans First won't stand a chance."

"Elsa, what you're proposing is definitely going to cost over $1 billion."

"I've done the math, actually. $1.39 billion," retorted Elsa, confidently. "What have we got to lose? It has top-of-the-range satellite equipment, top-class weapons and it's sure as hell not going to be stopped by anything short of another one of it's kind." Then Elsa took a serious tone. "Also Mr Taylor, this would be good as a solitary unit because if by some miracle it did get mass-produced, Voltome might figure out how to build it. With one unit, we can stay under cover."

"You've got a point..." groaned Nick, grabbing his head. "But even if it could be built, who can we get to build it that won't rat us out to Voltome?"

Elsa was about to speak, but she stopped. Nick was right. GMA wouldn't know that Voltome was corrupt and Nick and Elsa couldn't prove that he was, so Voltome could make an inquiry and there would be nothing stopping GMA from telling him about the new CHEsuit. Nick couldn't build it himself without some serious supplies, and if he ordered them then the SA would get suspicious. They couldn't say that Voltome was corrupt because they had no proof. It looked like they were out of options.

Then she had an idea.

"AUGER."

Nick looked at her as if she just commited verbal blasphemy. "What?"

Elsa was serious. In her eyes, she showed the most confidence she had had since working under Nicholas. "You heard me. REAP can build it. AUGER worked for Silverose."

"Elsa..."

"No, think about it. REAP, unlike GMA, doesn't hold a contract with SA. If the SA asks, they can say it's a confidential project. REAP can stay out of their eyes, and we can build the CHEsuit in peace. Problem solved." Elsa leaned back in her chair, crossing her arms.

Nick paced back and forth for a few moments. "... alright," he conceded. "But before we meet with him, we have to make blueprints of the proposed design. Send those emails, and I'll get to work. Once the blueprints are done, then we'll arrange a meeting."

"Yes, sir." Elsa turned to face her computer. As she was typing, Nick was walking to his computer. He looked at MAGNUS as he sat down.

"What are we going to do?" he sighed, to which MAGNUS just shrugged. Nick smirked right before he heard a beeping on his computer. "That'll be the design. Come on, let's get to work."