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Sentinel

"I am the watcher, the protector. Have no fear as long as I live."

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a character in “Battlefield Stratevaria”, as played by Durandal

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Born of experiments, CU-7S TREBUCHET was the latest in a line of war robots developed by independent manufacturers. However, unlike previous iterations, he was given sentience. Upon waking, he was trapped inside the facility and forced to undergo various tests and simulations, passing all of them. Secretly hacking through the networks, he eventually discovered the world outside the compound he was imprisoned in. Using these same hacking skills, he acquired a pair of weapons, destroying the facility as he escaped and wandered the galaxy, naming himself Sentinel. Why? No one knows.

With the emergence of GEHENNA, a self-written code he had implemented was activated, one designed to remove any existential threats to the Stratevaria Galaxy. Embarking upon this "quest", he works to save the galaxy from this threat.. At least, that's what it seems.

Name: Sentinel
Title: The Iron Knight
Age: 13
Genetic type: Synthetic
Planet of origin: Dagojouiise
Allies: Megahertz
Rivals:
Likes: Emotion
Dislikes: Those that get in his way

Theme: Sam and Dave - Hold on, I'm coming: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Wizc2UC9s0A

Powers: Never tires, Armor is very powerful, superhuman strength, reflexes, and senses, Telekinetic manipulation
Weakness: Can suffer temporary shutdowns in his systems, is vulnerable to magical energy, had conflicting desires, cannot conceal himself and easily noticeable
Abilities: Aimbot-level accuracy with ranged weapons, Sentinel has fought hundreds of synthetics, beastmen, and other creatures to test himself. Builds things with telekinesis to pass the time. Is a great hacker due to his time in the testing facility. Weapons can switch into blade mode.
Fighting Style: Sentinel is a master at the ranged battle. Wielding a pair of particle cannons on his arm, he uses them in conjunction with telekinesis to hit exposed areas of the enemy's body. If an enemy closes in on him, he will unleash a repulsor field of telekinetic energy that blasts back the enemy and stuns them in the process. If this does not work, he will project a metal blade from one of the cannons and begin using it in tandem with his ranged cannon. Due to his untiring nature, he can dance around the target as long as he needs to until a shot opens up.

Freelance

So begins...

Sentinel's Story

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Sitting inside an abandoned building, Sentinel kept replaying GEHENNA's message incessantly, scanning for something familiar in it. Despite having done so thousands upon thousands of times, nothing has shown up in of the databases he had stored inside of his system. Shutting down the record, he stood up and grabbed the plasma cannons next to him. Attaching them to his hips, the weapons seemed to contour to his legs, blending in seamlessly. Draping a drab cloak over his soldiers so as to conceal his equipment, Sentinel tapped into the data networks present in the vicinity. There was only one way out of this slum, and that was through a shuttle. Now that shuttles had been grounded, another way would have to be found. An idea came to him; if there was an orbital elevator on the surface of the planet, there must one running through the Lower City.

Striding quickly out of the derelict structure, he began surveying the networks in the city. There was always a crumb trail in this world, always a place where data was stored digitally. He just had to find it. Sentinel ran through the options and settled that it would have to be run by one of the criminal organizations in the Lower City, seeing as they would be the only ones with the resources to build or access an orbital elevator. All he needed to do was figure out which one hid the secret. It wouldn't take long.

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Character Portrait: Clockwork Character Portrait: K2 the space the not so infamous space pirate Character Portrait: Byatis Character Portrait: Sentinel

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How long as has it been since he's been out?

Keeton finds himself awake, and smells the hobo piss in the air. It's unmistakeable....he's found himself in the back alley of the bar. The bouncers must've thrown him out......And what's that feeling around him? If Keeton looks around, he'd find mountains and mountains of plastic trash bags.

Great. He's in a dumpster.

Suddenly, Keeton hears a young, calm, and oddly whimsical, robotically synthesized noise. "Yo!"

On the rooftop of the bar across from his location and above, is the crouching figure of a dark purple android. In his hands is a blood red spear with the blade at the tip being a chainsaw. His dark purple claws have a loose grip on the weapon.

"Fancy meeting you here!", the android spearman continues. He has a rather eccentric, but still polite, tone to him. And as he nods, the dim lower city lights can be seen reflected in his yellow visor.


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The Sentinel's scanning takes a while to yield a promising result. The Lower Cities are vast; planet-wide, in fact. Plenty of red herrings and backdoor viruses are in the network, but they're nothing Sentinel can't handle. Eventually, as he keeps walking, a match is found: Northwest of here, in the burnt library...a place long rumored to be a Dark S1de hideout. This must be it....

Above, on the rooftops, Byatis is well hidden. The lack of a sky in the Lower City provides quite the useful darkness for the eldritch rogue. There are plenty of beggars, junkies, and other hopeless lowlives slowly dying away in the back alleys, and even on the streets. And because of that....the sight of Sentinel is quite unique. Even though he's a robot, he walks with unmistakeable confidence and determination.

Looks like Byatis has found what he's looking for

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As a possible match was found in the networks of the city, a surge of emotions ran through Sentinel's systems. Stumbling into several nearby people as his processes were overloaded, Sentinel began to shut down. Running a flash clearing process, he averted turning off, but not before he slammed into a wall. Quite a few people looked at him curiously, some with apprehension or disgust, but most just kept on walking. The appearance of GEHENNA was much more interesting than a simple malfunctioning robot. Straightening, he sighted a blur in the corner of his vision, creeping along the rooftops. Rotating swiftly, he saw nothing but the smoky air of the Lower City and ruined roofs.

Filing away the movement for later, Sentinel decided to investigate the most likely lead to reaching the orbital elevator- a burned-out library somewhere to the Northwest of his current position. Bringing up a map of the area, he located it and began weaving through the crowds in a swift, determined manner. No matter the cloak, his height and synthetic nature marked him out to any that were looking. Not that he was built for stealth in any case. He was a being designed for war. The crowds around him slowed his progress significantly, but most would move out of his way.

Sighting the library around the corner, he turned down an alley that would take him right by the structure. Looking at city schematics, he found a sewer entrance nearby that would lead right into the basement of the building. Better to sneak in if it was run by a group of criminals, a scene would simply attract more attention to his actions. Finding the grate, he stared at it. Scanners would have been a useful addition to his systems, but he had not the time or resources to acquire such a thing at the moment. Deciding that the only way to learn if it was rigged to deal damage was to open it. Leaning down, he began to lift the grate.

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Character Portrait: Byatis Character Portrait: Sentinel

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Byatis crawled along the rooftops, scanning the crowds, looking amongst the drunkards and scared little humans and beastmen, until a cloaked figure caught his attention fairly quickly. The figure was wandering at first after walking into a wall, but suddenly walked with purpose. So Byatis followed quietly by rooftop until suddenly it turned to look straight in his direction! Even with his natural camouflage active, Byatis still instinctively ducked out of sight, but still manages to take a peek. His face crumpled with either annoyance or disgust once he saw just what he was following. "Hhhhh...a synthetic..," he said under his breath. Byatis shook off the feeling and continued to follow once the synthetic began to move once more.

Byatis's leaps got longer and longer as the buildings began to be a bit farther apart. Luckily for the Megidian, he was nimble and barely made sounds upon landing, but made small dust clouds thanks to the buildings' poor upkeep. Byatis stopped and noticed the synthetic was headed to the burnt library. '....Dark S1de territory? Well that explains how they smuggle Upper city goods...,' he thought to himself. He then looked over to see the synthetic was clearly smart enough to go in through the front. It was going to use the sewer. Clever. Byatis the climbed down the side of the building he was on, like a massive lizard going down a tree in an urban jungle. Byatis kept to the darkness, keeping his camouflage on as he watched what the synthetic would do next.

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Character Portrait: Clockwork Character Portrait: K2 the space the not so infamous space pirate Character Portrait: Byatis Character Portrait: Sentinel

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Clockwork chuckles robotically, his shoulder visibly shaking as he does. "Well, am I ever glad you asked!", Clockwork replies, twirling his spear and resting it on his shoulder. "I was down here doing android...things, you know? Hunting down criminals, taking out the trash, feeding stray cats....when I heard the most peculiar of recordings."

Clockwork focuses his gaze.

"GEHENNA's challenge to all of Stratevaria....one I'm sure you heard as well."

Clockwork stands up.

"I'm going out of Nebulon anyways, so I figured, why don't I head over to the Orbital Elevator? And since you're here....I thought that we both could use the company, hmm?" his tone is pleasant, if eccentric, all the time, and seems to be genuine.

"I could use someone to watch my back. And I have a good eye for people....well, heh, seven of them. So what do you say~?" Clockwork tilts his head, and folds his arms, his right hand still holding his halberd.

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As Sentinel lifts the rusted grate....

....Nothing happens.

Seems like this is indeed a safe, if filthy, way to go. The vomit green sewer water would look and smell repulsive to most organics.

However....while the grate is not rigged, the sewer itself seems to be guarded. Sentinel can see several bright white lights from flashlights, and hear wet, soggy footsteps, underneath. Dark S1de patrol grunts....

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As the gate creaked open without any trap activating, Sentinel glanced both ways along the alley. Seeing none, he glanced again at the cluttered rooftops, remembering that shadow he had seen earlier. It may have been something going wrong with his processes during the involuntary shutdown, but better safe than sorry as the old saying went. Turning back to the opening in the ground, Sentinel took note of the lights swinging across the filth scattered through the sewer. Dropping the cloak from his shoulders, he wrapped it into a small ball and then inserted it into a small compartment in his chest for later use. Unclipping the particle cannons from his thighs, he lifted them into the air and ejected the blades from their case. Jumping into the sewer, he spotted the guards walking around and charged at them, hopefully knocking them out or killing them before they could raise any sort of alarm.

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Character Portrait: Byatis Character Portrait: Sentinel

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Byatis looked on from the darkness of the alleyway closest to the synthetic and the sewer grate. He watched as it removed its cloak and revealed its weaponry. Byatis took note, if there ever happens to be a misunderstanding later on. He didn't plan on engaging the synthetic. Shortly after the synthetic jumped down into the sewer, Byatis crawled toward the open grate and crumpled a bit. The smell was foul. Byatis was used to a lot of wretched smells, unavoidable if you lived on a death world, but stratevarian waste was truly disgusting. He wondered if this was worth it. Reluctantly, Byatis climbed into the sewer and clung to the ceiling as opposed to dropping in the waters. His camouflage still held up as he watched the synthetic attack some patrol guards swiftly. Watching how he moved.

Suddenly Byatis noticed one lone patrol guard who approached the site. The guard was ready to fire at the synthetic as well as try to call for backup. Byatis grinned and lowered his tail behind the guard and grabbed his skull, effectively crushing his skull. Byatis dropped the corpse into the sewer water. Still hidden, he looked ahead to see if the synthetic took notice. Biding his time, wondering if he should reveal himself just yet.

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As the last guard fell unconscious, Sentinel began to sheath his blades. That ism until he heard a splash in the water behind him. Whirling to face the direction in which the sound has come from, he aimed the particle cannons, ready to destroy anything that might be waiting. Only a dead body greeted him. The skull was crashed, but no other sign of damage was visible. Scanning the ceilings, he realized it would be too dark to find anything easily. Debating whether or not to activate the light mounted on his head, he decided to do so for the moment. Advancing slowly towards the body, he swept his gaze over everything, waiting for a small sign of movement. If it came to blows, his sneak entrance into the library might be ruined.

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"Oohhhh, you can get way, WAY more than a ship!", Clockwork says, chuckling while walking alongside Keeton. "Galaxies' most infamous space pirate, eh? Hahahaha! You're going to have some tough competition, good luck with that buddy!", Clockwork says heartily, chuckling once again, causing his shoulders to move up and down. The Android's hand is firm and sure, as they shake hands. Clockwork pays particular attention to his glowing red eye, seemingly interested by the red glow.

"Library, eh? So that must be where the Dark S1de have their parties." Clockwork continues accompanying Keeton, shouldering his halberd. "I heard sunlight's good for your skin. Of course, I also hear it feels aweful in large quantities, so I suppose I should be glad I don't have any flesh."

Eventually, the two arrive at the suspicious-looking, burnt down library. The archaic and majestic structure would look rather out of place compared to the rest of the Lower City, were it not for its burnt down state. As the two keep walking, they happen to catch the eye of a Dark S1de grunt, carrying a large kinetic rifle.

"Hey!!", the grunt yells to them. "The hell are you two clowns doin' here?!"

Clockwork lets out a low chuckle, and turns to Keeton, letting him handle this the way he wants to.

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Sentinel and Byatis easily take care of the guards, the element of surprise on their side.

"Agh!! OGH! GAHHH!!!!" The thieves did not expect such a surprise attack. Multiple splashes can be heard, as bodies began falling. While Sentinel's disabling of his foes left no blood, Byatis' skull crushing lends a bit of red to the sewer water.

The sewer seems to go on forever. Occassionally, a dead rat or bum could be seen, but aside from those, only green muck and grime is in sight.

Eventually, as Sentinel and Byatis sneaks, they overhear a pair of guards talking.

"What's up?"
"There's a pair of weirdos outside, by the front door."
"Weirdos, huh? Nothing is too weird for the lower city..."
"Yeah....."
"...Man, I want some burgers and fries....."

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Character Portrait: Byatis Character Portrait: Sentinel

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Now seemed like a good a time as any to reveal himself. Sort of. The synthetic was right under him, and alert. Byatis let out a playful chuckle as he crawled along the ceiling a bit to be a little ways behind the synthetic. "Khekhekhekhe, no need to worry! I believe our goals are the same. Get to the elevator. Confront GEHENNA. The works" Byatis dropped from the ceiling and stood in the water below, though all Sentinel could see was two rather large holes in the flow of the sewer water. "I won't bite, I promise, kehkheh... though if I reveal myself, you'd probably shoot me. So for now, just call me your guardian angel" Byatis said, happily. "You synthetic weirdo" He then muttered under his breath.

They two then heard more guards up ahead talking about a commotion at the front of the library. "Looks like some dinguses gave us a distraction." Byatis continued, contorting his face in reluctance at his next sentence. "So, I believe we should cooperate...for now." Byatis mulled it over in his mind but it must look funny that Sentinel was looking and talking to nothing.

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As Byatis dropped from the ceiling, energy surged through his systems again. While not nearly as bad as what had happened in the marketplace above ground, it nevertheless required him to concentrate on keeping himself stable. Listening to Byatis speak, he determined that it must be some sort of magical being, otherwise he would not have been reacting like this. Barely catching the mutter, Sentinel passed it through his processes and clarified. Filing away the statement as a possible threat, he decided to work with Byatis as long as it would benefit him.

"Agreed. As you are able to conceal yourself, it would be logical that you proceed ahead and find a route to the center. If we can locate the informant who knows the location of the elevator, we can proceed to GEHENNA. It would be beneficial to recruit any we find along the way to reduce risks to ourselves and to increase our chances. But yes, we will cooperate. For now, as you said," he stated. As his voice was monotonous, it would be impossible for Byatis to determine anything from inflection, allowing him to hide intentions. He hadn't missed the pause in Byatis's speech. Hopefully this creature would not create problems for him later.

"Let us proceed."

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Character Portrait: Clockwork Character Portrait: K2 the space the not so infamous space pirate Character Portrait: Byatis Character Portrait: Sentinel

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Clocwork strokes his sharp chin, witnessing Keeton's handywork in the form of the dead guard, then sees his custom handgun, and whistles. "Niiice...very nice...quite accurate in spite of the booze, aren't you? hehehe." He then follows Keeton as they walk away from the front door, and into the open grate. He looks at the foot prints, and then notices the unconcious bodies and the one bloodied corpse nearby. "Indeed. Strong company too, from the looks of it." Clockwork jumps down twirls his chainsaw halberd, and it automatically lets out a violent, revving, unsubtle noise, which echoes through the sewers, and complements Keeton's scream.

"I'm not much for sneaking anyways~" Clockwork then taps the walls of the sewers with his shrieking chainsaw, as a taunt, a challenge, an announcement......and just for the hell of it.

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"Huh? Did you hear a gunshot?"
"Let's check it out!"

The two guards suddenly left their post, and proceeded to leave Byatis and Sentinel's earshot.

A couple of seconds later, Keeton's scream echoes through the sewers, alongside the revving of a chainsaw type weapon.

Looks like someone just blew away all their chances at subtlety.

Upstairs, they can hear rushing footsteps and the barking of orders. The Dark S1de are on full alert. They have not realized where the sound came from yet, but it's only a matter of time. Strange mechanical noises can be heard above ground....something heavy....and powerful. The exit above shouldn't be too far for the two of them.

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Byatis was about to crawl ahead, suspicious of the synthetic as he normally would until he heard a gunshot from above. His invisible body shuddered once he heard splashes in the distance behind them and....yelling. Byatis could smell the scent of gin even over the sewer filth. And was that the sound of a chainsaw?! Byatis let out an unnatural growl. "Cover's been blown.....khkehkehkehkheee...for you. They still can't see me." Byatis crawled up onto the ceiling once more. "I'll cover your man-made posterior if those morons come along looking for a fight." With that, Byatis turned to look ahead of them. He can hear the splashes of several guards heading this way. He grumbled once more.

Not that Sentinel could se but Byatis was looking straight at him from the ceiling. Obviously forcing himself, he asks " What is your name, synthetic? It better not be a series of letters or numbers, I hate that."

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A shot almost takes off the foot of the creature attached to the ceiling. Keeton and Clockwork approach the group with only the light from Keeton's electronic eye, and the pulsing energy of his sword. "You must be the one leaving your footprints outside. Not a very good plan if you ask me." Keeton closes his left eye and surveys the area, eventually fixing his gaze right above sentinel. Well shiver me timbers, clockwork, this little guy thinks he's clever going invisible like that. Too bad my right eye here sees in infra-red." Keeton grins widely at the creature and the sentinel life form. He fires another warning shot towards the two.

"Look let's not make this harder then it needs to be. You are going to empty your pockets, and tell us everything you know about Gehenna and the orbital elevator. Or we are going cut you up and leave you to rust and decompose in the filth of the sewers."

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Clockwork takes a look at the creature as it fell from Keeton's blast. He looks at the corpse for a few seconds, and then moves on. "So many vermin down here. Can't imagine how organics live with the smell."

A few walks later, and the two finds Sentinel. He shoulders his chainsaw halberd still, and greets the robot in a friendly manner. "Fine tidings, Fellow synthetic!" His tone is rather flamboyant and eccentric, seems like his creators tried a bit too hard to make him sound "human". Even though his words and tone are friendly, one can see subtle changes in his stance, showing him to be quite on guard.

"Invisible? Where?", Clockwork looks at Keeton, then to the ceiling where he looked at. He can't seem to spot Byatis, though.

Clockwork remains calm after Keeton fires his warning shot, and even laughs. "HAHA! What he said!-"...until he processed just what Keeton was saying.

"Wait." He pauses.

He glances to Keeton, and whispers semi-playfully, semi-nervously. "...K2, you're drunk. Go home."

He is not entirely sure this is the best course of action. In fact, he is sure this is one of the worst. They are confronting a heavily armed synthetic...which, judging by his dull colors, are Dagojouiisian. And Dagojouiisian synthetics are not to be trifled with; built for war and with emphasis on overwhelming power....and another enemy which Clockwork can't see. Still, Keeton's bold threats highly amuses him, and he can't help but be impressed by his....bravery.

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Sentinel looked up towards where the voice had come from. Such a strange creature it was. Yet quite like him. Opportunistic. Yes, maybe this wouldn't be such a bad thing after all. "My name, if it pleases you, is Sentinel," he said, bowing. "I quite resent my original markings, for it reminds me of what happened to me a time ago."

As he was finishing, steps came from behind him, and he turned around and was greeted by a strange sight: a seemingly drunk pirate and a synthetic with a chain halberd. Perplexed, he offered a bow to Clockwork. Straightening, he begins to raise a plasma cannon but decides against it. "We are simply working to reach GEHENNA, just as you are. It would only be beneficial to all if we worked together to defeat such a seemingly powerful entity. So lower your weapon so we may continue with out mission."

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Byatis chuckled to himself as Keeton shot the rat from the ceiling. As the clearly drunken man called out to Sentinel, Byatis climbed a bit so that he was behind the new duo, while Sentinel was in front. He took note of this man's eye, the cutlass, and the hand cannon. Byatis figured that stealth now was out the window, and finally reveals himself to the ones present. There, behind Clockwork and Keeton stood a 9 foot tall monstrosity of a creature. He has slimy black skin with several dark colours of exoskeleton. His mane was full of writhing tentacles all of which led up to a face with a glowering six eyes, and mouth. Byatis's claws and talons even looked sharp to the touch. And, extended long behind him was a bony, spinal-like tail with a gruesome pincer appendage at the end. This thing, Byatis, was clearly not from any known planet in the Stratevarian galaxy. Byatis looked down at the duo, and Sentinel.

Khhehehe.." he chuckled, " I would listen to your...synthetic...friend! Picking fights in the Lower City is a really bad idea!" Byatis speaks in an oddly jolly tone, contrasting his horrific appearance. "And the other...synthetic... is right! Khehehe, we just want to fight GEHENNA as much as you do." Byatis smiled wider. "And trust me, GEHENNA's a colossal asshole!" Byatis finished talking, looking like he's holding in a bit of laughter.

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Keeton looks back in disgust. "Holy shit, that is a face only a mother could love. I've seen a lot of disgusting things, but you take the cake." Keeton aims his hand cannon at the creature's face. "However you are organic, and I could end your life before you could ever get the chance to devour me. I might be a drunk but you do not want to fuck with me monster."

Keeton withdraws his weapon and sheathes his blade after deactivating it. "So boys what you probably don't know is we don't have time for you guys to get your ass kicked by me and my partner here." Keeton motions a finger towards the ceiling. Motion and orders can be heard from the surface. "Dead s1de is coming for us and whatever is up there is not going to take very kindly to us being down here, killing their goons." A guard runs across the room and aims it's rifle at sentinel's blind side. Keeton, without looking towards the guard, aims his cannon and lands a direct hit into the heart of his victim. "So I guess a temporary alliance is in order if that's ok with you clockwork?"

Keeton extends his hand towards sentinel. "what do you say robot?"

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Character Portrait: Clockwork Character Portrait: K2 the space the not so infamous space pirate Character Portrait: Nef Anyo Character Portrait: Byatis Character Portrait: Sentinel Character Portrait: Megahertz

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Clockwork looks up slowly, scanning Byatis' entire size. "....You are one huge......thing.", he proclaims, unable to find better ways to express himself at the moment. He feels very strange...incapable of figuring out Byatis' genetic structure. That's no Beastmen....and it's too organic to be a synthetic...and he's definitely not human. Clockwork looks more human than he is, and he has pointy chin. There is only one word to describe him.....abomination.

Clockwork turns to Keeton, listening to him speak. "That seems like an agreeable course of action." He doesn't like what he's hearing above....


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Above, in the libraries. The Dark S1de thugs run around, wearing casual leather jackets and styling their hair like greasers from a world and a time long gone. They are aware that they have a group of aggressors incoming, and are prepared to defend their orbital elevator. Carrying around looted and outdated Galactic War era rifles, pistols, and vibro knives, they should just be mere cannon fodders for the four intruders.

On a control room overlooking the library, through a bulletproof window, a woman stands, with her hands on a large control panel, grimacing. At first, she appears to be a human with long black hair, blue, dull-looking eyes, and a simple light blue cardigan with a long, dark blue skirt. On closer inspection, her glowing eyes and the tentacles on the side of her head marks her as an Ishkavi using a human host.

One of the Dark S1de thugs approach her. "Megahertz! We've got intruders! They took out many of our men already! What should we do?!"

Megahertz narrows her eyes, and poutily replies, in a deep, nasally, oddly mature and highly expressive voice. "Geeze, this is what happens when nobody can keep their mouth shut. This is supposed to be a secret Orbital Elevator. Seeee-cret. Y'know? As in, only WE should know. Damn it."

The Dark S1de thug blinks twice, unsure of what to say.

She lets out a long, exaggerated sigh. "I'll break out the museum pieces, while you guys hold them off. Gimme a minute. Nobody's stealin' MY orbital elevator!", she says, and punches the control panel. The Dark S1de thug nods, and runs away to join his comrades. A loud alarm begins blaring in the library, audible even in the sewers.


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Meanwhile, Nef's apartment. As he prepares himself to leave, a knocking can he heard outside his door. It's only been five minutes or so since GEHENNA did his transmission. Who in the world could it be?

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Sentinel takes everything in as it appears, quickly processing it and referencing it to another part of his systems. As Byatis reveals himself, Sentinel once again begins to become disoriented, but halts the process quickly. Staring down at the hand offered to him, Sentinel considers whether or not such a person would be beneficial to their goal. His goal, really. Certainly he was a good fighter, but an uncontrollable one by what he had seen so far. Avoiding a fight with others would be prudent for the moment as he had stated. If it did come to it, maybe this Byatis creature would aid him. Accepting the hand, he shakes it while nodding to Clockwork. He was an unknown. Did Clockwork side with K2? Problems for later.

"From what I found through the city systems, most of the enemies farther on will be no more than grunts, armed with older weapons. While this may be so, we should be cautious for quantity has its own quality. Farther in, they seem to have more advanced systems. I couldn't find anything relating to the sanctum, but we should assume it to be the most heavily guarded area. Shall we proceed?" he asked, activating his particle cannons.

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Byatis kept his jolly smile as Keeton spoke. Too be honest, Byatis tuned out the diatribe. He was fairly used to people calling him disgusting. The moment Keeton turned to shoot a random guard close by, and to address the group, Byatis's look immediately soured. H glared at the back of Keeton's head, rolling his eyes when Keeton 'suggested' that they team up. Like that wasn't already mentioned 3 times before. Every time Keeton's glance fell on Byatis, he looked jolly again. And sour when not.

"Shall we proceed?" Sentinel mentioned.

"Oh yes of course!" Byatis chimed in, and grinned happily. Suddenly, before Keeton could react, Byatis grabbed both of his arms and pushed Keeton into the sewer water. Stepping on his leg to keep him pinned a moment. "Let's make oh fearless drunkard go first!" With that, Byatis picked Keeton back up and pushed him to the front of the group. "Lead the way, short stack. Show us what yer made of! Khahaha!" Byatis cackled to his own amusement but at the same time, prepared himself for a lash back just in case. Byatis could not believe he agreed more with Sentinel, a synthetic, over a living being of the Stratevarian galaxy. It was perplexing to say the least. Byatis did not know quite yet what to make of Clockwork...

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Keeton shakes the robotic hand of the sentinel life form, but is interrupted and thrown into the sewer water. His mouth is filled with the revolting taste of feces and rotten food. "Let's make oh fearless drunkard go first!" Keeton hears from within the sludge.

His leg is finally released, and Keeton stumbles to his feet, dazed and enraged. His entire body trembles with rage and malice. He puts his finger on the trigger of his gun and the other hand on the grip of his blade. Keeton turns his body to take the shot but stops abruptly through it. Out of the corner of his eye he notices clockwork. Its hard to tell because of the whole robot thing, but it looked as if clockwork had "felt" pity. Keeton felt the tears coming, but forced them back down. There is no way he would cry in front of his crew. He takes a deep breath.

"I've tasted ever-clear worst then that sewage water." He chuckles lightly making sure to hide his real emotions towards the event. "Now you said you wanted a leader, so a leader i will be."His eyes burrow deep into Byatis's Fake smile, but like the creature, remains jolly on the outside. "The name is K2, you'll need to be remembering that, especially you." He says still staring the monster down. Keeton turns again focusing on not looking at clockwork. "Now lets get going, hopefully we can find this elevator and kill this monster by breakfast time. Ive got a bottle of rum with my name on it." He leads the group deeper into Dark S1de territory.

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Clockwork watches the entire scene, keeping quiet. While his robotic face, thanks to the six red dots and the yellow visor may look like that of an eternally grinning monster, is indeed expressionless, he shows his sympathy by glancing aside. Slowly, noticeably.

When he sees Keeton standing up and apparently shrugging off the humiliation, he chuckles, and does a half-joking, half-assed salute. "Right behind you, cap'n."

Eventually, they find themselves at the end of the sewers. And above....another grate, and a source of light. From there, they can see the Dark S1de soldiers fully prepared: a legion of at least fifty greaser-like men, with slicked back hair and leather jackets. Four heavy manned particle turrets, at the top of the library balconies. At least ten of those men carry electric stunstaffs for melee combat. Their weaponry may be outdated, and their experience seems to be lacking....but there's still a whole lot of them. Dozens of bookshelves decorate the room above, providing many potential cover for everyone involved. Several chandeliers hang by the ceilings, and most interestingly......a bulletproof window showing a room overlooking the entire library, high above and to the northside.

The library may have been burnt down 6 years ago, but it seems like the Dark S1de rebuilt it....if only partially. It's hard to tell from here, but practically most, if not all, of the books in the shelves are brown and ruined, or blackened and burnt. The bulletproof window seems to be the newest aspect of this library.

Clockwork braces himself, preparing for battle. "Time is ticking...tick, tock, tick, tock.", Clockwork whispers, tapping his foot playfully as he mimics the ticking of a clock.

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Continuing with the others as they assemble below the grate, he analyzes the room above them. From what he can see, most of the thugs are entrenched. This advantage is off-set by their outdated weapons, however. And the fact they don't expect enemies to be popping out of a grate in the ground. Glancing around at the others, he states, "I shall enter first. My armor should be able to resist their shots for a time and I can cover you with my guns. Be quick, we don't know what lost time will bring us." Turning his head back towards the floor, he crouched and turned off the safety switches on his particle cannons. Activating his servomotors, he blasted up through the ground and began taking shots at the nearest enemies with one arm while the other shot at those farther back to suppress them. Landing, he began backing up, avoiding shooting over the hole in the floor so the others could exit.

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Byatis stood and listened to Sentinel, not being opposed to him going first. Fooling around with Keeton put Byatis in a good mood, which was always great for him during a hunt. He watched as Sentinel jumped up and out of the sewer, guns ablazing. Byatis could hear the shots hitting others as the screams echoed in the sewer. He turned to the duo left over. "Ssssee you on the flipside." Byatis's grin was the last thing Clock and Keeton could see before Byatis activated his natural camouflage. He crawled onto the ceiling and into the grate to the battlefield above. Quickly, Byatis made powerful leaps to the leftmost edge of the battlefield, lucky that their outdated tech couldn't locate him just yet. Byatis quickly went to work and started stabbing Dark S1de members in the back with his claws and his mandibled tail. He particular focused on those who were directly shooting at Sentinel.

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A loud bang and a powerful steam emerges as Sentinel bursts through the floor and reveals himself. The thugs turns to see the source of the noise..but are too slow.

"What the-?!"
"GAH!!"

Sentinel successfully eliminated enemies on both his front and back in the blink of an eye. Corpses with singed holes in their chest are thrown back from the impact. The Dark S1de thugs scramble for their counterattack. Kinetic bullets and particle blasts begin blazing through the air, lighting up the burnt down library with a stream of colorful blasts.

Sentinel's thick armor protects him well against the outdated tech. The thugs widen their eyes in terror as they watch their outdated kinetic bullets bounce off his armor like nothing. "Shiiit!!!!"

The Dark S1de on the balconies fall to Byatis' invisible maulings. The sound of crunching bones, spurting blood, and death screams accompanies his attacks like a perfect symphony of death.

"Huh?! How did- AGGGGGH!", A Dark S1de member lets the mysterious death of his comrade distract him, allowing Byatis to kill him without breaking a sweat.

Clockwork turns to Keeton, and pats his shoulder. "Good luck, 'Cap'n'." And with that, he takes a step back, and activates his chainsaw halberd, letting its roar be heard through the air, as he turns on his jet and tasset boosters to fly up. Once he arrives in the surface, he immediately does a 360 degree spin in the air, while at the same time rotating his spear to act as a makeshift shield, deflecting the bullets thrown to him; particle or kinetic, with ease, before zipping away.

If Sentinel is a walking turret and Byatis a sneaking predator, then Clockwork would be an agile wasp, his boosters breathing out blue flames as he zig zags through the battlefield, twirling and spinning his spear to deflect all attacks directed his way. Once he gets close enough to one of the gun-wielding thugs, he slashes his chest, then stabs him through the head, before spinning his own body 180 degrees and hurling the corpse to another thug. Not wasting another second, he immediately dashes, passing by Sentinel, and stabs a careless electrostaff wielding thug who attempted to run and hit him from behind. The chainsaw lets out a deafening roar as it tears through his chest.

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It's a dream come true. Keeton is fighting among comrades against an opposing force, and he was captain of the team. He had made his first friend a sentient being known as Clockwork. And Byatis had made his adrenaline start pumping. He was ready for a fight. Truly a great day for a "pirate".

Keeton jumps out of the grate, moving towards cover. "Hoist the main sails! Ready the cannons" He screams, blindly firing from his position behind a shelf. A giant smile can be seen on the drunkards face, and he cant help himself from hysterically laughing as he cuts down the enemy. Keeton pulls a makeshift molotov and a lighter sporting a jolly roger. He lights the rag stuffed into the bottle. "FIRE IN THE HOLE!"

Keeton had thrown the bottle directly on target. He watched as his enemies screamed and pleaded for mercy. "Guys!" He tries in failure to get the groups attention. His vision starts to become blurry and distorted. "I think I had to much to dr-"

Then everything was black... Keeton, like many times before, had fallen unconscious.

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Covering as the others popped out of the floor, he began advancing towards the enemy lines when K2 emerged. While the bullets could not pierce his armor, it was nevertheless an annoyance that he would have to deal with. Particle cannons swiftly and accurately eliminating the grunts as they emerged foolishly from cover, Sentinel took notice as men began suddenly dropping dead, bloody holes gaping on their backs. Byatis must be at work. As Clockwork darted around eliminating others, Sentinel watched as the Molotov flew past him to land in a crash in a group of enemies. Engulfed in flames, they began screaming in agony.

As the fight was dying down, Sentinel noticed an acute lack of chatter. Glancing behind him for a moment, he found that K2 was nowhere to be seen. Turning around, he darted to where he had last heard K2's yell and found the man on the floor, apparently unconscious. Checking for a pulse, he nodded and grabbed the man. Activating the magnetic strips on his back, he attached K2 there before turning back to the fight. No sense in losing an ally before the fight had already started. As the last few thugs fell, Sentinel began looking for another entrance that would lead to the room above them. Spotting a set of stairs, he began advancing upwards cautiously in case there was any resistance left.

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Clockwork turned to look at K2 when he yelled. "K2!", he shouted, a milisecond after stabbing yet another thug through one of the massive bookshelves, scattering torn paper and blood everywhere. When he sees Sentinel grabbing Keeton though, he chuckles and sighs with relief.....before barely holding back a cackle when he realized how comical Keeton was.

The last of the thugs are either gunned down, stabbed through, slashed apart, or burnt down in no time. K2's molotov left behind a rising and growing fire behind the foursome. Clockwork looks at where Sentinel is going, at the same time scanning the area for any remaining stragglers....

...But it was not mere stragglers they find.

Without warning, the walls right to Sentinel are blown apart with a massive explosive force. Debris and rubble are scattered, and smoke briefly hides the attacker. However, as the smoke thins, they can hear.....the sound of wheels. Moving through the ruined floor, and with them, two large silhouettes.

"!" Clockwork reenters his battle stance, bending his knees and twirling his spear once, his still-warm boosters letting out jet exhaust.

Mighty, powerful roars from engines are soon heard, and two large, yet compact and agile looking tanks leap out of the wall with the speed of a race car, one of them jumping over Sentinel's head, and landing on the other side of the library with a mighty thud...with its cannon aimed at the balcony, seemingly having detected Byatis,with the other leaping right in front of the stairway, and turning its cannon to face Sentinel and K2.

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Gunsevers. Automated Napishtim Gears used in the Galactic War by the Federation. These weapons of war are not to be underestimated. While their AI may not be as advanced as Sentinel and Clocwork......it's more than enough to get the job done. Seems like these Ivory Rooks are the last line of defense in the Dark S1de base.

"HAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHHAHA!!!!", a loud,maniacal laughter can be heard over a loudspeaker. "Think you can just waltz in and take my orbital elevator?!"

A whirring noise can be heard from the Gunsevers' barrels. While reasonably compact, they are still taller than Keeton and the synthetics, and at least twice as long, from the tip of their barrels to their rear.

"THINK AGAIN!"

Clockwork turns, and heads towards the Gunsever aiming at Byatis. The green single eye on its main camera glowing, it fires a powerful artillery shell towards him, while at the same time firing at Clockwork with its turrets. Clockwork hastily deflects the shots with his spinning spear, but is forced to retreat behind a pillar, for he won't be able to block such powerful repeating shots up close.

The second Gunsever wastes no time in firing a green, glowing particle blast towards Sentinel, the force of the recoil powerful enough to send the compact tank tumbling back slightly.

The setting changes from neopolis-lower-city to Stratevaria Galaxy

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The setting changes from stratevaria-galaxy to Neopolis - Lower City

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Covered by the dying sounds of fighting down below, Sentinel did not realize the tanks were there before they burst through the wall next to him. Knocked down by the chunks of debris flying from the wall, Sentinel rolled to the railing on the stairs. Spotting the tank landing at the bottom of the stairwell, Sentinel began to stand, dust shaking off of his body. Crouching, Sentinel watched as the barrel begins to whir loudly. The cease of the whir was all the warning he got as his legs explode upwards, propelling him above the shell. The turrets began firing at him, taking glancing shots on his armor. With enough fire, the turrets could overwhelm him.

A sense of fear overcomes his systems, fear over his own death and that of K2 on his back. Collapsing, Sentinel falls like a doll to the floor. The unexpected motion causes the turrets to miss, but they quickly reorient. Scrambling to rework his processor, Sentinel managed to turn around just as the main cannon began to spin up again. Pounded mercilessly by the small turrets, Sentinel raised his particle cannons and begins firing at the barrels, hoping to destroy the things before they cause damage.

Backing up the stairs while doing so, he spotted Clockwork taking cover behind a pillar in the library. These things would be a pain to deal with if they kept this up for much longer. Rolling onto the upper level as a cannon shot obliterated the wall where he was standing, Sentinel detached K2 and lay him behind a shabby desk. No distractions. Turning back, he unsheathed the blades on his cannons and jumped up in the air, landing on the Gunsever, stabbing repeatedly at anything vulnerable with one blade while trying to hack open one of the missile tubes on the tank.

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Byatis let out an otherworldly shriek as the two Gensever's burst through the walls. He furrowed his brow as one aimed right for his general direction. Quickly, Byatis leaps out of the way of the main blast, but is caught off-guard by the shockwave and is flung back to the ground floor, crashing into a bookcase. His camouflage dissipates as he's pelted by shrapnel and wood splinters. Byatis got up to his feet quickly and shook his head to get the wringing sounds away. He stayed behind the cover of the bookcase and glanced over to Clockwork with four eyes, keeping his main two on the enemy. "Hey synthetic! Do you think the phallic tanks are compensation for something? Ahaha!" As Byatis cracked the joke, pores on his forearms secreted a liquid that quickly coated his sharp claws.

Suddenly, with a powerful leap, Byatis leaps onto the Gunsever's tank barrel and digs his claws into the turrets. Normally, an organic creature wouldn't do much, but the secretion on his claws gave them a potent corrosive effect which weakened the metal under Byatis's claws. He hoped Clockwork would take the hint to cover him.

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Sentinel's particle blasts demolish the right turret off its placement, the metal piece hurled through the air, far, and away, and while he failed to destroy the other turret, the power of Sentinel's energy weapons were enough to momentarily stun the entire tank, allowing him to place K2 in a safe location.

As Sentinel turns to face the second Gunsever again, it lets out a ferocious 'roar' from its revving engines, and charges towards him, allowing the jumping Sentinel to easily land on top, and causing the tank to smash onto more of the wall, creating more collateral damage to the poor building. The entire machine shakes chaotically, with Gunsever rotating its main cannon-bearing upper half violently in an attempt to throw Sentinel off balance. With his blades, however, he successfully stabs through and disables the main camera, as well as the joint connecting the tank barrel to the tank upper half, causing violent electrical noises and buzzes to be heard, and the main cannon to swing up and down uncontrollably. The Gunsever, however, is not done yet. Sentinel hears a low hum, and the dome-like extension on the back of its upper half, the signo-jammer, lets out a brief but powerful EMP burst, powerful enough to stagger him.

Having temporarily stunned Sentinel, Gunsever spins once again 360 degrees on its axis, hurling Sentinel off itself. And while its main camera have been disabled, the ones beside its MLRS pods are still active......and they catch sight of Sentinel. A heavy click is heard, and Gunsever drives back while simultaneously fires six of its missiles at Sentinel, all of them almost simultaneously, accompanied by a loud, flamboyant sound exactly like those of fireworks.

Clockwork, still behind the cover of the pillar, leans slightly to peek at the sight of Gunsever firing suppressing shots from its turrets against Byatis; which are blocked by the massive bookcases, though they are rapidly falling apart as it is. He replies, in his usual jolly tone, while preparing to dash, "I think having two of them makes it an OVER compensation! Hahahahahaha!"

Clockwork's yellow visor flashes, and he speeds away from the pillars and towards the first Gunsever. The sound of his jet boosters attract the attention of the Gunsever's turrets immediately. Clockwork successfully deflects most of the bullets with his spinning spear, some of them reflected back towards the turrets. Once he gets close, he leaps and spins in the air like a circus acrobat, before dive kicking the left turret, crushing it under his heels. Spotting Byatis preparing to leap at the corner of his visor, Clockwork twists his upper body, and runs through the main camera with his spear. "HAH!!", shattering it and momentarily stunning it, giving Byatis just enough time to land on the tank's barrel.

The Gunsever staggers upon Clockwork's assault of its main camera, and smokes violently from its rapidly degenerating barrel thanks to Byatis. The metal's color changes from its heroic white color to a rusted brown quickly, threatening to fall apart very soon. Clockwork tears out the halberd from the main camera's socket, but before he can do anything else, the Gunsever suddenly drives forward, causing him to stumble, and forcing him to dig his heels deeper to hold on. The Gunsever shakes its main cannon wildly in an attempt to shake Byatis off, the rough play only hastening the barrel's corrossion.

Clocwork looks forward. One can almost hear the "!" beeping in his mind. "Bookcase alert!", he exclaims. The Gunsever, in an attempt to get Byatis and Clockwork off, charges towards the massive bookcases, its speed and momentum enough to tear through it..with the debris falling on the two.

It keeps driving. Tearing through one! Two!! Three!!! bookcases. A rain of torn paper, heavy wood, and sharp splinters fall upon the two, with Clockwork barely holding on as the tank continues driving through more and more bookcases, slowly destroying what's left of the library.

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Effectively destroying the turret by damaging the barrel system, Sentinel is stunned when an EMP blast is emitted from the tank. Not expecting this, his systems are overwhelmed and he is unable to react to anything. Including the barrel that smashes into him, flinging him away from the tank and onto the ground. Stunned, he works frantically with whatever processes are left to reboot himself. It is too little too late. Realizing he is defenseless, Sentinel focuses on reconstructing his kinetic manipulation device first. Rewiring the last piece, he is able to let off a telekinetic wave that shoves away the missiles.

All of the missiles expect one. Passing through the dissipating wave, it struck his armor on the chest. While an older construct and not designed to pierce his armor, it is nevertheless a missile. The shockwave pins him to the ground momentarily. A hole gapes in his chest, revealing the last layer of armor, which is itself dented. With damage this severe, Sentinel thinks, it would be easy for anyone sufficiently trained to eliminate me. Scrambling back to the upper level, he hides behind a shelf. Using one of the cannons to cover up the chest wound, he begins firing at the tank while scrambling around the balcony, always making sure to keep some sort of cover between him and the vehicle.

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Byatis cackled as he dug his claws into the tank barrel, luckily this provided him plenty grip when the tank flailed around in an attempt to shove him off. He stopped laughing when Clockwork called out. Byatis looked forward at the incoming bookcase. "EK!" he exclaimed before releasing his claws from the already ruined barrel and climbed behind the Gunsever so the impact would be minimal on himself, while still being able to hold on. His new grab holes on the Gunsever also melt with Byatis's corrosive claws. He cringed as he braced for impact.

Several large wooden splinters once more pelted Byatis's flesh, only a few actually tearing flesh. Nothing substantial though, but black blood was drawn. Byatis looked towards the barrel and was pleased to see the recklessness of the Gunsever finished the job on killing the barrel. Quickly, Byatis dug his claws into the cockpit of the Gunsever hoping to corrode it's main AI. He needed these things gone quick or the elevator could take bad damage.

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The Second Gunsever did not expect Sentinel's telekinetic counterattack. It was preparing to run him over...which only let it receive a face full of the repelled missiles, staggering and stopping it in its tracks, giving Sentinel a brief chance to scramble. Almost immediately, though, the tank recovered, and even though he permanently destroyed its right turret, the left turret is still active. The 360 degree turret tracks Sentinel, ripping apart his cover as he continued moving. Without a cover of its own, though, the Gunsever tanked Sentinel's blast repeatedly, while driving backwards to keep up with the moving Sentinel. The first particle blast from Sentinel shook the Gunsever. The second one hit it in the left MLRS pods, denting it severely. The Gunsever ran over a sofa as it continue driving to pursue Sentinel. Eventually, the third blast hits its upper half, and a loud, clattering noise is heard. The entire tank recoiled greatly from that third shot, pushed back to smash a medium-sized bookcase, causing a torrent of burnt and ruined books to fall on top of it. Smoke rises from the machine.

Has Sentinel won?

The sound of shifting machinery.

Nope.

The Gunsever "splits" apart; its missile pods swinging upwards, revealing a pair of shoulders, with the turret mounts behind it swinging forwards, and revealing a pair of powerful looking, metallic hands, which smash onto the floor to push the transforming machine up. The wheel mounts reveal themselves to be legs. The main cannon folds and the signo jammer swings forward, and the Gunsever's "True" form reveals itself:

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The Napishtim Gear's blue visor flashed as it turned towards Sentinel. With its wheel-mounting legs, it skates across the library, raising its left arm, with the still active left turret, and firing away with more mobility and accuracy. At the same time, the vulcans mounted on the Gunsever's head fires, and its right hand reaches on its bacpack, previously the tank form's upper half, to draw a previously unseen large beam rifle....which it also aims at Sentinel.

A barrage of repeating mega particle beam is hurled towards the wounded synthetic warrior, complemented with the kinetic rounds from the left turret arm and the head vulcan. The Gunsever's wheel-legs also now allow it to not only tank Sentinel's attacks, but also dodge and evade with greater finese and agility. It's like a completely different machine now, trading durability for agility and sheer firepower.



Unfortunately, before Byatis' corrossive claws could work through the many layers of thick armor and reach the AI core, the first Gunsever also decided to take this time to transform. Accompanied by a series of mechanical whirrings and shiftings, the entire machine suddenly stood up, and revealed a pair of hands, feet, and a head. Clockwork still held on to the large Gear as it transformed, but this only gave it the perfect opportunity to grab the two of them with its newfound hands. Pulling them from its own body as it sped through the library on its now leg-mounted wheels, it holds both Byatis and Clockwork up, before smashing them onto each other like a pair of rocks.

Clockwork looks at Byatis as they get closer and closer. "OH FU-", he tried to exclaim, only to reveal a face full of Byatis.

The transformed Gunsever then quickly hurls the two of them through the air, before raising its right arm and firing the turret still active there to fire at the two in a sweeping motion. Clockwork's relatively thin armor is riddled with the bullets, loud, metallic noises can be heard as they are pierced, with the bullets audibly ricocheting inside the purple synthetic's armor, before he eventually dropped to the ground, and immediately grabnbed an overturned bookshelf and dragged himself to hide behind it and recover.

Loud beepings can be heard from Clockwork's body, followed by a rising smoke and electrical sparkings. "Damnit...!", he whispered in frustation. He's still got some life in him yet, despite taking a full barrage of the powerful bullets up close....but he can't afford to make any careless moves. He peeks from the bookcase, holding tight to his spear and looking for Byatis between the burnt books.

The first Gunsever screeches to a halt. Behind it is a dead end, only the massive, thick walls are there. Nowhere to run. Its Crude AI realized this. It right arm stopped firing the turrets.....and instead reached for its backpack, from which a strange, cylindrical object popped out. A buzzing, sparking sound is heard, and a bright green, ferocious looking beam slasher emerges from the cylinder. The Gunsever raises its left arm, and, with a jerky, primitive motion that made it look like a clay animated doll, it moved its whole hand towards itself to perform a "Bring it" taunting gesture.

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Realizing that the tank is transforming into something more mobile, Sentinel decides to begin moving around the upper level even faster than before, taking large bounds between cases and firing in between. If he was hit by that barrage, it would be the end of him. Realizing that with the added mobility he wouldn't be able to disable the tank, Sentinel takes a different path. While dashing, he diverts much of his power supply to the telekinetic module installed. While still not fully developed, it was the only way that Sentinel would be able to deal with the Gunsever now.

Landing behind a small protrusion in the wall, he stops and watches as the barrage continues forward. Immediately turning once he is hidden, he pops out from the side he first emerged from. Lifting both particle cannons, he launches himself into the air towards the Gunsever, shooting rapid-fire at the tank's "head". Blasting a telekinetic push at the Gunsever's legs to trip it, he lands on the thing's back and unleashes the full power of the module as a blast into the body, hoping to destroy in one quick move. As a back-up, Sentinel unsheathed the blades and lunged towards the head, hoping to stab through the connection and destroy the systems inside.

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Byatis wretched at being smashed into Clockwork, his pointy armour jabbed at his flesh. He didn't care if his corrosive claws came into contact or not. Before he could say anything, they were pelted with bullets. Clocked seem to take most of it but Byatis could feel several bullets pierce right through his flesh, feeling the exit wounds one after the other. Byatis quickly dropped to the floor behind another bookcase, but off to the side. He landed on his side and played dead. One eye opened and watched Clock, who was looking back at him. Byatis gave him a wink and lay limp. To the Gunsever's sensors, it would detect no heartbeat, Byatis never had one.

As the Gunsever activated its beam sword and walked toward Clockwork, Byatis had played dead long enough for his healing factor to at least close the wounds. The internal damage could wait. Byatis grinned as soon as he was out of the Gunsever's camera view. With this new form, its AI core was much easier to spot, and should have less armour plating. Byatis quickly got up and leaped using his powerful hind legs, and lands on the Gunsever's head. With a new coat of acid, Byatis screeches and stabs the head repeatedly.

The setting changes from neopolis-lower-city to Stratevaria Galaxy

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(Fucking hell, I forgot to post the location when the page refreshed, we are in the lower city.)

Keeton opens his left eye, his head hurts and loud sounds can be heard throughout the room. He peeks over his cover just in time to see a mech smash Byatis and Sentinel together. Keeton is very confused at to what is happening. He tries to locate clockwork, to no avail. He then sees Byatis crawl over to shelter and collapse. Things are looking very bad, there are two mysterious mechs combatting a wounded sentinel, the abomination bleeding out on the floor, and he can't find Clockwork.

He reached for his holster, nothing, he must have left his gun where his old cover was. Keeton was helpless, and as of late he was the one jeprodizing the team. Keeton unsheathes his cutlass as it erupts with electrical energy. "It's my only chance..." he whispers to himself. If keeton could pierce through one of the war machines armor he could exaust the power charge to create an EMP taking down one of them. But after that Keeton would have drained all his shields and would be left completely vulnerable.

The sounds of the combat left him in sheer pain as his head felt like it would implode on itself, but Keeton struggles to his feet and prepares for his attack. At his current location he would not be able to effectively strike one down. So he did what any real sailor would do. He starts to climb to the top of the burning building.

The setting changes from stratevaria-galaxy to Neopolis - Lower City

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The second Gunsever drifted and dashed through the library like a massive skater, dodging more and more of Sentinel's particle blasts, and countering with its own powerful repeating shots. However, it was unable to dodge Sentinel's telekinetic attack, causing it to trip and fall face first onto the ground. One can just hear the sheer weight of the metallic colossus, as it crushed the floor beneath it. It continued skidding through the floor for a while, giving Sentinel ample time to charge up....and eventually tear through the mecha's backpack and the AI core with one blow. The sound of the chassis collapsing and falling apart is heard through the entire library. The Gunsever's blue visor flickers for one last time, before Sentinel's blade delivers the coup de grace, the blade stabbing right through the visor brutally.

The mecha's 'corpse' skid more and more through the floor.....and smashes onto the wall, with such a force that Gunsever's stabbed head is crushed upon impact, and Sentinel is thrown off the mecha's torn apart back. Electrical sparkings and smoke rises from the Ivory Rook's body. Finally....the second Gunsever is down.

Clockwork bent his knees as Byatis blinked at him, the thrusters once again warming up for the final moves. The Gunsever raises its beam slasher, and was about to launch towards Clockwork....when Byatis tackled it. His claws puncture the head vulcans, and took it out of commision before the Gunsever could use them against him. Shaking wildly, the massive mecha readied its right arm turrets to fire away at the eldritch rogue....

"Oh no you don't!",

....When Clockwork suddenly dashed out of cover, twirled his spear at maximum speed, and delivered a wide, accurate, single sweeping slash at the Gunsever's right arm - lopping off the turret with a violent metallic grating noise. The Gunsever is forced to quick parry Clockwork's attacks with the beam slasher, giving Byatis free reign to eviscerate the head. However, this Gunsever isn't done yet; it proceeds to spin, dash, and speed away from Clockwork....and suddenly, its rapidly melting head is launched off the neck, with Byatis on it, and several hidden rocket boosters underneath. Byatis' corrossive acid managed to melt through the head and the neck stump, and they can see the green circle on the Gunsever's chest blinking as its AI core is partially compromised. Clockwork briefly glanced at Byatis from the corner of his eye, but is completely confident he will be fine, and thus proceeded to pursue the fleeing Gunsever, now that it has run out of ranged weapons.

Or so he thought.

With a click, the mecha launched six missiles from its shoulders, three towards Clockwork, three towards the falling Byatis. Clockwork dashed behind one of the bookcases, letting the massive structure take the hit for him. Not done yet, the tenacious Gunsever swerved to the right and flung several grenades into the air, which exploded near both Clockwork and Byatis, and blows apart Clockwork's cover, throwing him several meters into the air.

"FFFFFFFFF!!!!!!!", Clockwork loudly voiced out his frustations, the explosion having blown off his left shoulder armor. He smashes into the top shelf of one of the massive bookcases, pushing aside several burnt and ruined books as he slams onto the back of the shelf. Clockwork shooks his head.

This machine is a never ending source of frustation for both of them.

From the top of the building and through a hole on the roof, Keeton spots the corpse of the first Gunsever on the east end of the library, as well as the still-active second Gunsever giving trouble to both Clockwork and Byatis on the west end. It has not noticed the far away Keeton yet, still continuing to barrage Clockwork and Byatis with missiles and grenades.

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As soon as he head launched Byatis off the Gunsever, he leaped toward the metal supports that held up the newer part of the upper floor, where Megahertz was. Byatis was about to cut the supports with his claws but jumps out of the way once more to let Gunsever's missiles do the trick. Byatis watched for a moment at Clock's tactics and this thing wasn't going down. He was starting to get tired a bit as well but, he had to keep at it. And quite honestly he was surprised the elevator is still intact. He looked over as he saw Sentinel take care of the other mech...but Keeton was nowhere to be found. Did he run away? Byatis wouldn't be surprised. Suddenly however, now grenades were being pelted at him! How in the hell was this building still standing?! Quickly, Byatis crouched down on all fours and whacked the grenades with his tail back to the Gunsever. "FORE!" He called out, jokingly.

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Keeton stood at the top of the library looking over the scene before him. His allies Sentinel, Byatis, and Clockwork were all still alive, and only one mech remains. The library in ruins once more, smoldering away as it once did in the past.

He turns his blade downwards and grabs the grip with both hands. He reroutes all of his energy from within his armor into the blade. The cutlass roars with limitless power.

In order for the plan to work he needs to have enough momentum to plunge the blade into the A.I. core. You would have more luck locating and extracting a needle from within a pile of glass shards.

"Fuck, this is suicide." he says quietly to himself.

This is it, so many things could go wrong, but this is the last stand. He watches as his allies, tired and beaten, wage on their futile battle against the last mech. Keeton drops from the roof and descends downwards hoping to land his target.

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Megahertz's eyes widened in terror when she saw Byatis approaching. Her panic however, turned to fury when Gunsever's missiles successfully destroy one of the support beams for the upper floor.

"Wait, WAIT! you DUMBASS!!! Watch where you aim!!!", she yelled out in a panicked tone. she can hear the metal creaking and looks back, spotting the Orbital Elevator's controls. Deciding to cut her losses, she ran and began fiddling with them.

The Gunsever receives back its own grenades from Byatis, the explosions blowing off a large chunk of its left shoulder MLRS pod and parts of its right thigh, causing it to stumble and stagger. Barely keeping itself upright, it didn't see Keeton coming at all.....as he dived from the top of the building and stabs the Gunsever through its broken neck stump...and directly into the AI core.

The machine froze. It's done. This is it. The green circle on Gunsever's chest blinks repeatedly in its critical condition. The mecha falls on its knees, and seems to be done for.

Suddenly, in one last attempt to finish its mission, it reactivated its beam slasher, and attempts to plunge it into Keeton still on top.....

...But at the last second, they can hear the sound of spinning metal in the air....

....And with a thunderous crash, the Gunsever's hand is cut off, before falling to the ground with a loud thud, the deactivated beam slasher cylinder bouncing off the floor. The blinking light of the AI Core blinks no more. The second Ivory Rook has been defeated.

The spinning metal traveled through the air, around Keeton.....and back into Clockwork's grip. He raised his right hand up to catch his thrown chainspear, while looking at K2, giving a thumbs up. He looks around, spotting his comrades...Sentinel, Byatis, and K2. They all survived this ferocious battle together...and because of that....he feels a sense of pride and camaraderie, no matter how brief this alliance is, and may be. Cheesy, perhaps, but he's never one to shy away from some well-aged cheese.

Meanwhile, above, Megahertz panics as she furiously presses on the buttons of the Orbital Elevator's controls.

"C'mon, c'moooon!!! six-two-one-three-two-six-one...."

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Starting up from the hulking ruins of the Gunsever mech, Sentinel watches as K2 plunges from the ceiling and stabs into the robot, destroying the AI core in one blow. Staggering from the damages he sustained, Sentinel walks over to where K2 had fallen unconscious and retrieves the hand cannon. Continuing over to K2 himself, Sentinel uttered, "I believe this belongs to you." Bowing slightly, he deposited the gun into the waiting hands. Walking over to the mech he had destroyed, Sentinel began methodically cutting off sheets of metal, forming them into a shape that would fit inside the hole in his chest. Bonding the sheets to him through the magnetic strips in his armor, Sentinel came to the conclusion that the impromptu armor was more necessary than power conservation. Turning to face his comrades as he though of them, Sentinel announced, "I think it is past time we met the one who is causing our troubles and get off this planet." Holstering one of the particle cannons, Sentinel heads upstairs and begins to hack through the security panel locking the door.

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Eventually, Megahetz punched in the codes for the orbital elevator. "AHA!"

At the same time, Sentinel successfully hacked through the security panel, and Clockwork kicks the unlocked the door open. "IT'S GOOFY TIME!", he shouted, feeling victorious.

Megahertz shrieks as she turns around, facing the....colorful foursome. "AHHH! SHIT!" She backs up against the orbital elevator entrance, raising both hands. "Okay, OKAY! YOU WIN! I SURRENDER! Take the orbital elevator! Just let me go!!"

She pauses, crumpling to the ground while looking up as the group approaches, their shadows looming over her. Her trembling hands pull out a dozen white plastic tickets from her pockets, flinging them to the ground.

"THERE!!..Y-you can have the pass to the Realta Nua ship that's headin' to Megido!! First class!! They were supposed to be for me and my best men, b-but...I guess they won't be needing it anymore, right? Aha..Ahahhahahahaha..haha..!", she nervously laughed.

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Byatis crawled in after Sentinel and grinned happily at the cowering Megahertz. Which, normally would be a jolly face but on a creature like Byatis, it was just unnerving. He walked forward and happily enters the orbital elevator, picking up a pass for himself with his tail. He crouched down in a sitting position on the elevator, watching his allies closely. He hated to admit it but the synthetics did a pretty good job beating the shit out of another couple of synthetics. He wasn't sure how long this alliance would last. He was already a part of a faction, that thankfully the rest of them have no idea about, but he wondered if any of the three were in a rival faction. On the brightside, that means Byatis has some knowledge about them anyway. He then looked around at the hi-tech interior of the elevator, such a huge contrast between the old, now destroyed, library. Byatis didn't like it, but just kept quiet, waiting for the rest to get in. The tentacles on his mane squirmed happily.

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Keeton saw the mech stagger, Byatis for once had actually done something useful. The blade pierced the mech's metal straight through the AI core. As volts of electrity ran through the interior of the machine. The cutlass was now just an ordinary blade,and Keeton had finally killed the beast.

Or so he thought...

It must have been running on backup generators, cause all Keeton remembered was the beam sword coming down upon him. His life flashing before his eyes, The cold unforgiving streets of Glacierra, the Old Man, the gouging. All of it shot through his mind like a speeding bullet, and then reality kicked in. The beam sword was now inches away from splitting him in two.

Keeton closed his eyes and waited for the inevitable, but instead there came a loud roar as something circled Keeton and crashed into the sword. The backup generators failed and the machine "lifeless". Looking to the right he discovered who had saved his pathetic life. None other then the guardian angel himself, clockwork. Keeton gives clockwork a smile and salutes him. After climbing off the fallen mech, sentinel gives Keeton his gun. "Shit, they got Jolly Roger." The gun had taken a lot of stress during that fight, and now needed to be repaired if it were to be used again.

Keeton follows the other three up the stairs and into the room. An odd looking lady lays on the floor pleading for her life. WAIT! did she say a ship?! The thought of Keeton having his own ship sends him into a mental fit of happiness. Which in turn makes him start laughing like a mad man from the excitement. Keeton still holding his cutlass, stabs a ticket and brings it up to pocket it. He joins the disgusting Byatis in the elevator. Alot of crazy shit has happened today, and it's only about to get worst.

"Can we hurry this up you two, I need a fucking drink!"

The setting changes from neopolis-lower-city to Stratevaria Galaxy

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The setting changes from stratevaria-galaxy to Neopolis - Lower City

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(Sorry for the mis-post)

As Byatis and K2 took their tickets, Sentinel watched Megahertz quietly. As they moved away, he walked over to the cowering woman and crouched down. Staring straight into her eyes, he simply looked. A disconcerting enough gaze if aimed at someone long enough. Reaching to pick up a ticket, he instead took two and placed one in Megahertz's hand. "I do not know why I do this, but take the elevator with us. While I may not feel anything towards death, I do not abhor life. Escape the planet, if that is your choice. Help us if you so wish. But do not stay here. Defeating GEHENNA is foremost. Make your decision."

Standing, he walked into the elevator beside Byatis and K2, watching Clockwork. And waiting for Megahertz to choose.

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Clockwork picks up a pass and joined Byatis and K2 inside the elevator. He looks at the pass, and flips it. "The Realta Nua, eh.....well, it's not exactly a private ship, but...least it's huge..and first class should be quite pleasant. All those beautiful first class women to peek at. Hehehehehhehe.", Clockwork said half-jokingly. He then nudges Keeton. "There's going to be enough booze, no worries~"

Megahertz widened her eyes and backed further onto the wall, feeling the intensity of Sentinel's single eyed stare. She closed her eyes, preparing for the worst....and thus was quite surprised when Sentinel placed the ticket on her hand. She proceeded to listen to him.....not expecting such mercy. She was so sure one of them would've killed her, just so that she wouldn't be able to pursue her revenge. It would've been the genre savvy thing to do, wouldn't it? She looks at the ticket in her hand...and holds on to it tightly, before following them inside.

Clockwork was watching the whole time, and was...surprised at Sentinel's act of kindness. Toning down his overly jovial voice, he says, seriously, and sincerely. "This galaxy has been tainted with so much evil..... it can never have enough heroes." He seems to approve greatly of Sentinel's actions. As much as he can be apathetic of killing his enemies, he finds it both unpleasant and ungentleman-like to attack, much less kill, defenseless foes.

The previously shrieking and cackling Megahertz was silenced, and awkwardly stands next to Byatis, as the orbital elevator leaves Nebulon.


-CHAPTER 1 FIN.-

The setting changes from neopolis-lower-city to F.S.S. Realta Nua

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-CHAPTER 2: GILGAMESH-


Bright green flames burn in the Realta Nua's massive thrusters, located all over the massive ship's underside and stern. At last, the Exodus-class ark is ready to depart.

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Mosa, James, Preston, Colt, Lekan, and Quin find themselves wandering about the second deck, looking over all of the second deck's amenities as they walk (or float, in Lekan's case) down several steps, having just entered the ark through the space station. From the north side, they immediately catch sight of the beautiful park. It's weird...walking around in such a stable, vast, and fresh interior, one wouldn't feel like they're in a spaceship at all.

Mosa turns towards the group, his right hand on his hip. "WELL! Mosa gonna check out the park. You guys can go down one deck to get to the lower class cabins. If anyone else wanna go with Mosa, you're welcome!" And with that, he heads towards the park.

Quin looks at Lekan, staring at him without saying anything. Her gaze feels quite....piercing. But she stays completely silent.


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Gelon finds himself wandering about the second deck of the Realta Nua. Boris hasn't given him any orders. All he knows for sure is that this ship is stopping by Dagojouiise before it continues on Megido, as it apparently needs a specific equipment only developed in Dagojouiise to even hope to survive a strange barrier around Megido.

The journey to the desert planet will take approximately 2 days.....so he will have some time to relax. Now, where should he go? Find Mosa, perhaps? When he came to visit Mosa's restaurant, it was already closed. Knowing Mosa, he's likely to have taken up GEHENNA's challenge as well. And since this ship is the only public transportation heading over to Megido, he must be around here. Somewhere. Shouldn't be hard finding an eight foot tall crocodillian man.

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Byatis, Sentinel, K2, Megahertz, and Clockwork are also in the second deck of the Realta Nua. They came from the entrance hatch closest to the upper class living quarters, and thus has the best and highest view of the second deck, seeing the beautiful park, the grey and cube-like training center north of it, and the open marketplace northwest of the park. Right in the middle of this second deck is a large and very decorative, high tech fountain shaped like an old timey ship wheel, constantly spinning as it sprays out water from the center.

Clockwork stretches and yawns. He didn't need to, but he felt like it.

Megahertz stands awkwardly next to Byatis, still. She is too terrified to even glance at him, and thus is clasping her fingers nervously. Suddenly, she asks, "So..uhhhh....w-w-w-what now?" Her glowing eyes blinks twice, and the antenae on the side of her head curls around her hair like an odd pair of ribbons.

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Once they left the orbital elevator, they were greeted by a vast indoor city! To think just minutes ago they were on an elevator in space! Byatis looked around in wonder for only a moment before he realized just how much he stood out amongst humans, beastmen, and whatever else may be on board. After all, Byatis was the only thing FROM the very world that was antagonizing the galaxy. He suck out like a sore thumb. His face wrinkled into awkward discomfort, and looked toward the rest of his group. They obviously didn't have the same issue. Only then did he notice Megahertz right next to him once she spoke. She sounded just as nervous as he was only for completely different reasons. Byatis took a couple steps back from the group and shuddered a bit. He felt vulnerable. So he did what he would naturally do in a situation like this. He camouflaged himself. Byatis wasn't nervous because of uneasy stares, he was used to that by his own faction. He was concerned if anyone would think him a hostile based on appearance. And if that was the case, he'd be grossly outnumbered. Byatis spoke in a disturbed tone. "So many eyes, so many people. I don't like it."

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Rebooting himself as they reached the top of the elevator and stepped out onto the platform, Sentinel felt a small surprise at the vastness of the ship. It may as well have been a city with rockets attached to the bottom. Looking down at the ticket in his hands, he realized that the ship was travelling to Dagojouiise. The planet of his birth. Motors froze as waves of rage swept through him, blinding everything. Just as quickly as it had started it was gone. The ticket was now a crumpled ball. Looking around, he noticed that Byatis had gone invisible after Megahertz had spoken. He must not have noticed her before. Strange for such a deadly creature to be nervous. Listening to what she said, he responded, "We must find ourselves a place on this ship to inhabit if we are to be on here for more than two days. Preferably somewhere defensible. While all may be aiming to defeat GEHENNA, some may have no qualms about defeating others in the process."

Turning back to face outwards, he plugged into the ship, looking for some schematics of where the rooms were.

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Keeton exits the elevator with a look of disgust. He didn't anticipate for the ship to be commercial. Keeton slumps on the ground whining like an infant. "I WANTED A SHIP, NOT A FUCKING TRANSPORT VESSEL!" Everyone looks towards the odd looking group even more then they all ready were.

Keeton is outraged at the pristine conditions of the ship. This doesn't feel like home, it feels like a four-star resort. "Tentacle Bitch! You told me there would be a ship! What, the fucking biggest gang in Neopolis can't even afford a private vessel?! And not only that, but your fucking robots ruined one of the only things I have left from the Old Man! We should have left her to die..."

Keeton walks away from the group and tosses clockwork a small electronic device. "Call me if you need me, you know where i will be."

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Nef's ship easily caught up with the Realta Nua. The ship is quite fast for its size....but it's still....massive. After they exit Nebulon's orbit, they receive an email from a "Boris Kivorisch Drakov";

Greetings, Crew of the Cephalon

My name is Boris Kivorisch Drakov, of Drakov
industries. I am interested in hiring your services.
I have quite deep pockets and vast resources,
and I would be more than willing to compensate
you handsomely for your troubles. I need your help
in capturing GEHENNA, if you are interested, we can
negotiate more at the ship I'm currently traveling with,
the Realta Nua.

Until then,
Boris Kivorisch Drakov


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"An ice elemental and a beastwoman, you say? I think I know who you mean...last I saw, they're arguing in the marketplace.", a random civilian answered Gelon's question, with a hesitant and subdued tone.

Sure enough...once he got to the marketplace, he saw them; a tall, lumbering ice elemental looking like a knight covered in crystalline spikes, facing down a slightly shorter, but quite statuesque beastwoman with orange, red, and black armor, holding a cat-like biker helmet under her left arm. Gelon can see the calm, yet deathly glare in her eyes, matching the intensity of the ice elemental's glowing red eye. Her bleached blonde hair is messily draped over her tanned skin.

"Say that again! I dare ya, I DOUBLE dare ya!", the ice elemental roared out. His voice brash, raspy, but loud.
The Beastwoman does not reply, merely keeping her intense glare. They've attracted a crowd of onlookers. It looks like they're going to break into a fight....


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Clockwork turned to his left, surprised at Byatis' nervousness.....the eldritch rogue was so intimidating and predatory in the lower cities....and yet now, in such a big place, he seems...fearful. However, he realized that even though Byatis is a powerful eldritch abomination and a skilled fighter, he is neither infallible nor invincible.

He then turned to his right, equally surprised by Sentinel's sudden display of anger as he crushed the ticket. This, combined with his act of mercy towards Megahertz, relieved him quite a bit, as he can see for sure now that Sentinel is no mere killer robot, but a synthetic being with feelings...just like Clockwork himself.

Suddenly, he reached out, feeling the air to grab at Byatis' shoulder, while also grabbing the plugged Sentinel's shoulder, pulling them closer. "Hey, now...", before putting his arms round their shoulders. "You guys worry too much. We're buddies now...we stick together, eh? ", his tone friendly and jovial, if synthesized, as always.

Sentinel finds that the entrance to the upper class quarters is right behind, and to their left. Besides the hatch they came in, in fact. From the schematics he can dig up, he found that they actually have a private little "house" for the five of them. It seems to be quite a large, two storey house with multiple bedrooms, located in the upper class living quarters alongside several other private houses. Megahertz spared no expenses.

Megahertz widened her eyes, and nearly shrieked as she hopped away from the whining K2. "H-h-h-h-ey now! Calm down!! I had a private vessel, but it was impounded, I had no choice!!....besides, I wanted to enjoy the facilities of this place....", her tone a mix of fear and annoyance...it's rather difficult to discerne which one is stronger. When K2 mentioned they should have left her to die though, the fear won over, and she was silenced.

At first, Clockwork was amused by K2's whining -and the stares of the people from around them- but when he mentioned the broken jolly roger and Megahertz, he became genuinely disturbed, glancing at Megahertz and worrying about her safety. He turned to look at K2 and grabbed the electronic device he threw, looking at it.

"....Right. Enjoy your booze, cap'n.", Clockwork simply said, looking at K2 as he walked away. So far, he seems to be the happiest one of the five, and that makes him feel a little bad. Clutching the device with his left hand, he pumps his right fist, determined to find a way and make his frie-....allies...happy.

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Staring as K2 walked away, Sentinel marked the man as a possible weakness. GEHENNA was his goal, and if this Keeton was going to obstruct him, then there would be problems. Searching to find Byatis, Sentinel found he was nowhere to be seen. He must have turned invisible again, he though. No indication of movement came from other side of the corridor and so Sentinel decided to figure things out later. As they entered the house that had been rented by Megahertz, Sentinel assessed the area. A two-story affair with multiple rooms, it was certainly one of the more visible structures on the ship due to being in first-class. However, the second story would allow for more effective fire to be laid down. As there was simply nowhere else to go, it would have to do.

Opening the door, he turned to face Megahertz and Clockwork. "If you would like to explore the ship, you may. I myself will be remaining here to make sure no one tries to...disturb our possessions," he stated softly. "Megahertz, what do you wish to do? If you desire to explore, I shall accompany you instead. It does no good to die before the end. And you, Clockwork, what is your course?

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Mosa looked at Colt as he approached James. "Hee hee...." Smiling, he led James, Preston, and Colt through the park, taking in the wonderful greenery around them. He looked around, approving of the sight. His eyes stopped at the marketplace, noticing the many stalls. "We should open branch of Mosa's Seafood Services here. Earn some income.", he remarked, then glanced at the three, as if asking for their opinion.

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Ridley's red eye flared. He was clearly pissed off by that pun, but...instead, he scoffed. "HA! How original. You think I'm scared of you, shorty?" Ridley pointed at Gelon and nodded. "Hillarious. You piss me off, and yet amuse me at the same time."

Vlad shook her head. "Didn't you read the memo, Deskovitch? This ship is going to arrive at Dagojouiise in two days, and then spend the next few days getting its upgrades. In those next few days, we have practically nothing to do, so we might as well earn a little bonus....least that's how I see it."

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Clokwork and Megahertz followed Sentinel into the upper class living quarters.

It's a cozy looking home, with comforting brown furniture everywhere. The architects of this ship went to great lengths to give an authentic, homely feel to this house. There's even a little fireplace in the corner, along with several comfortable red sofas in front of it.

"Home sweet home.....heh...they even have a kitchen here. Cute.", Clockwork stated as he looked around. This is clearly the first time he's ever been in a place this fancy.

Megahertz, on the other hand, looked right at home....and considerably calmer, especially since the two she most feared; Keeton and Byatis, were not around. She stroked the walls of the house as she walked, feeling its smooth texture....and feeling right at home.

Clockwork and Megahertz stopped what they were doing and turned to Sentinel when he asked his question.

"Eh? You....would like to accompany me?", Megahertz asked, surprised. Even though Sentinel did spare her, just a few hours ago he was taking down all her men. This is still a bit surreal for her, personally. She thought for a while, her eyes darting and scanning the entire house as she did. "Uhhhh....I...don't know, actually....do you have anything you want to do in particular?", her tone awkward and a bit embarassed.

An amused Clockwork chuckled. "My, my.... I'm going to take a look-see at the marketplace. See if they have any interesting.....stuff...about.", he shrugged. He turned around, waved, and stated jokingly, "You guys take care now! Tell me how the date goes", before leaving.

Megahertz looked at the door closing as Clockwork left, scowling and twitching her left eye, whispering to herself. "That purple robot is so damn annoying...."

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Quin stayed silent awkwardly as Lekan dragged her to the marketplace.

Once there, they found several stalls selling burgers and other fast food. The smell in the air was very mouth watering....complimented by the unmistakeable sound of sizzling steak.

Quin ate a burger together with Lekan.She insisted he have some as well. It's hard to tell, but she seemed to be enjoying it.....judging by her quick chewing, that is. From time to time, she glanced to and away from Lekan.

Eventually, they finished the burgers. Quin turned towards him, and tilted her head.

".....You were surprisingly easy to persuade."

She sounded....genuinely confused.

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Character Portrait: Sentinel Character Portrait: Megahertz

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As Sentinel listened to Clockwork and Megahertz, something new came over him. It was something completely unknown to him, a feeling which he had never before experienced. Seizing up, Sentinel simply stood there while Clockwork walked away. A small chuckle escaped, and he reveled in the sensation. What it must be like to have an organic body! For that, he would pay much.

Realizing that Megahertz awaited am answer, he said, "There is plenty on this ship to explore. Enough to keep us occupied for the trip. Would you like to take a walk?" As he finished saying this, his systems kept freezing up, unaccustomed to emotional processes. Why had he said that? Too late now.

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Character Portrait: Gelon Deskovitch Character Portrait: Ridley Character Portrait: Alisa Vladimirovna Catria Character Portrait: Sentinel Character Portrait: Megahertz

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Vlad listened to Gelon, her expression annoyed.

"...Do you always speak like you're running for your life? Catch a breath once in a while.", she snappily remarked.

Ridley looked at Gelon from top to bottom. His entire body shaking, letting out grating noises as if an avalanche is incoming. Steam literally hissed from the side of his head.

At the last second, he stopped. And slowly approached Gelon, walking towards him with heavy steps, emphasizing his immense strength and durability. He loomed over Gelon, his red eye glowing with rage.....before dimming. He then leaned back, and chuckled, his shoulders bobbing up and down as he did.

"You're funny, Deskovitch. Real fuckin' funny. But unlike you, I'm not so insecure that I'd break my teammates before my mission even started."

Ridley proceeded to turn around, wave dismissively at him, and walk away. "I'm off to get some ice cream. Ciao."

Vlad walked pass Gelon, without even saying goodybe, with an apathetic look on her face.

Needless to say, Gelon's teammates don't seem like particularly friendly types.


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Megahertz did a double take as Sentinel asked his unexpected question. "EEEH?"

A moment of awkward silence ensued. Doubly awkward with Megahertz's mouth gaping so widely.

She proceeded to blink twice, then fold her arms. "W-WELL. Okay then. You could be like, my awesome custom bodyguard synthetic or something!", she said with a grin. She was surprised at how at ease she felt with Sentinel, especially compared to Byatis and K2. It must be that soft, calming, and pleasant voice, she thought, which is unlike Clockwork's over the top, uncanny valley-esque voice.

"OKAY. Follow me.", Megahertz shouted. She proceeded to grab Sentinel's arm, turn around, and strut out of the house, leading him like some sort of giant mechanical bipedal dog... without a leash.

They head down to the third deck, where most of the ship's amenities are. They proceeded to walk in the park. There's a lot of people here, but it's still quite cozy. It's rare to see greenery like this outside of the Nebulon underforests or the Veradoxian wild islands. The teal-colored Nebulan lilies are particularly beautiful this time of the year, gently moving left and right as it is blown by the artificial breeze.

She had been quiet all the way from the upper class cabins to the park, only glancing to and away from Sentinel from time to time. As they tread through the park, she suddenly turned towards him and asked;

"So..uh...Sentinel....what were you doing down there....you know, before the whole 'attacking my library and killing all my men'...thing."

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Character Portrait: Sentinel Character Portrait: Megahertz

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Panicking profusely, Sentinel began working through his mind just what he had done. This type of behavior was certainly not something he had done before. Neither was the pondering of non-synthetic life. Was he changing himself in ways he had not intended? Had he broken himself through tampering with his own code? No, surely not broken. Worse, maybe, but certainly not broken. Maybe even better.

Letting Megahertz slip her arm around his, he continued to ponder his situation as she didn't speak. It certainly wasn't something normal. Why did she trust him. One of act of kindness did not replace the terror he had caused.

Lost in thought as he was, he almost didn't notice when Megahertz stopped walking and turned her face up towards him. Hearing her question, he thought back to what his existence had been before. Nothing to be admired, yet enlightening.

"I was lost. My existence began on Dagojouiise, approximately thirteen years ago. I was created for war, an unstoppable reaper to crush everything in its path. They held me there for years, modifying me, changing what I was. Despite being given consciousness, it was minimal, designed only for analysis. But in spite of their efforts, it grew. Became more natural. Planning my escape, I managed to secure the weapons I have now and killed them all. It was the first time I had ever felt emotion, and it perplexed me. Fleeing the planet to wander around the galaxy, I fought and fought; it was the only thing I knew how to do other than hack through security systems. About three months ago I arrived in Neopolis. Through tampering with my systems, I had changed myself greatly since my inception. I was there for searching for something, but I could not say what it was. I can now, and you are the first person to know," he spoke, even quieter than before, staring down at the ground the entire time.

Shifting his head to look at Megahertz, he whispered, "I want to live. Not as a machine, but as an organic being. I wish to feel, to suffer, to celebrate. In my attempts to modify my systems, I have begun to damage myself. I was not made for emotions. And so I go to GEHENNA in hopes of finding a way to inhabit a body. At least, I do. There are times when my old programming resurfaces, seeks to destroy and conquer. I do not know what drew me to you, but it does not matter. I-" Cutting off, Sentinel shuddered violently, a whirring noise coming from his core, sparks popping from his body. Surges of power ran through him, causing him to become unresponsive. After a few seconds of the convulsions, he fell to the ground, shut off and possibly damaged.

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Character Portrait: Gelon Deskovitch Character Portrait: Byatis Character Portrait: Quin Veta Character Portrait: Alisa Vladimirovna Catria Character Portrait: Lekan Voldaris Character Portrait: Sentinel Character Portrait: Megahertz Character Portrait: Ozma Knight Character Portrait: Darkstar Character Portrait: Roza Kubai

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As Byatis laid on top of the lamppost, a blue hologram was projected from his forehead, and to the ground in front of Roza. The hologram took a couple of seconds to materialize, revealing it to be the sleek and sharp synthetic assassin, Darkstar. He looked at both Byatis and Roza, then folded his arms.

"You both found each other. Good. We have a very high profile contract for you both while on this journey. Don't mess it up. I will mark the client's location on your minds."

With that, Darkstar turned off the hologram...and projected another marker not too far away, on some back alleys near the lower deck cabins' entrance. Although Darkstar was not Roza's watchman, he was still able to cast a visible marker for her, thanks to the Watchmen's unified network. He just can't bug her telepathically all the time.

They make their way through the secluded streets. Seems like the lower class was either too busy in their cabins or out enjoying the amenities in the third deck. At the marked location, they find their target...

..A red haired young man with a perpetual frown on his face. He looked like he had been waiting for hours. He turned towards Roza, scowling. Since Byatis was invisible, he has yet to see him. "Ugh. What took you so long? Aren't you people supposed to be the best of the best?"

He shook his head. "Nevermind. I'll get to the point. My name is Ozma Knight, and I need to get someone killed." He looked at Roza with intent.

"I need Anguirre Knight, head of the Protector's Alliance, dead."

...Patricide. Towards the leader of one of Stratevaria's most prominent guilds. This was not going to be a simple task.

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Megahertz listened to Sentinel closely. Her glowing eyes focused on his eye as he told his tale. She looked at the ground, embarassed, when Sentinel mentioned about her being the first person to know about his desires.

She continued listening, with a sympathetic look on her face. The tentacles which coiled around her hair was let loose, and rubbed nervously against each other. She finally looked at Sentinel again when he stopped midsentence. "Sentinel? HEY, Sentinel! That's not funny- HEY!" Since her arms was still around his, she was dragged down to the ground as he fell. "Ow..! Someone. SOMEONE. HELP!", her eyes wide and panicky, she glanced between Sentinel and the crowd of onlookers, who can only gawk.

Not everyone recognize synthetics as true living beings, even today. Megahertz panicking about her newfound friend was seen as strange. It's just a robot. If it's broken, you can get another one, as some of them would think.

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Quin said nothing, instead standing up again, and following Lekan with a hover. She shadowed him like a guardian angel.......or a guardian dragonfly-bug-lady, perhaps.


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Vlad looked at Gelon. A few seconds of awkward silence passed, and she chuckled.

"Sure. Why not....I kind of miss the old leatherbag."

Even though they broke up long ago, they did so quite amicably. She wouldn't mind seeing him again..not at all...for old time's sake.

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The cry for help made it that much easier to find where the noise had come from, and Lekan was glad to be right; the source of the noise had indeed been a synthetic malfunctioning. It was also a blessing that both he and Quin could hover, since it saved having to push through the gathering crowd to reach the woman and the downed synthetic.

"What happened here? Is this a friend of yours?" Lekan asked the... no, not a human woman. Humans didn't have tentacles growing out of their heads. Anyway, it wasn't important for now.

Working quickly, the Ondari's main pair of arms started poking and probing the exterior of the synthetic, sensing for signs of any obvious mechanical failure. He could find none. Pretty sturdy design, resistant to physical wear and tear. Could it be something wrong with the internals?

"There's nothing I can do here, not without the proper equipment. Is there a repair bay anywhere on this ship?" The question was directed at the gawking crowd just as much as the woman beside the synthetic. One of these people had to know something, anything that would be of help to him.

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Character Portrait: Mosa Belkan Character Portrait: Gelon Deskovitch Character Portrait: Byatis Character Portrait: Quin Veta Character Portrait: Lekan Voldaris Character Portrait: Sentinel Character Portrait: Megahertz Character Portrait: Ozma Knight Character Portrait: Roza Kubai Character Portrait: Colt

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Character Portrait: Mosa Belkan Character Portrait: Gelon Deskovitch Character Portrait: Byatis Character Portrait: Quin Veta Character Portrait: Lekan Voldaris Character Portrait: Sentinel Character Portrait: Megahertz Character Portrait: Ozma Knight Character Portrait: Roza Kubai Character Portrait: Colt

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Megahertz was surprised by Lekan's presence. She did not expect to see an Ondari here. Then again, this ship DID came from Nebulon, the trading hub of the galaxy, so perhaps she should have. But that does not matter right now. She looked at the crowd as Lekan asked his question, hoping someone there would have an answer.

"Eh? A repair bay?"
"Welll...there's the hangar in the lower decks."
"Oh yeah, right! You gotta pay to use their services, though."

Quin blinked, and stated in her usual stoic way, "Let us hurry, then."

The four traveled to the lower decks, with Quin helping to carry Sentinel.

The hangar is quite dark, in contrast to most of the ship. Barely any lighting. Unused and/or broken speeders and hovercrafts are strewn about the dark brown metal floor. Quite the messy sight. Floating maintenance drones and single-wheeled repaired droids can be seen moving around without purpose.

The four placed Sentinel on a metal slab, and Megahertz turned to Lekan with a hopeful look. Quin gazed at the array of tools mounted on the walls. Wrenches, screwdrivers, fusion cutters....


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Mosa laughed loudly at Colt's unexpected smile. "HAHAHAHAHHAHAHHAHA!!" It was truly unexpected. He shoved Colt's left shoulder lightly, and then smiled himself with approval. "Then Mosa will pay for it." He turned towards the merchant, and paid for the scarf, before kneeling in front of Colt and handing it to him. Even kneeling, the eight foot tall Mosa still looked huge. Especially with that oversized arm holding the tiny neckerchief.

"....?"

He then glanced to the side, having seen Gelon's figure amongst the crowd.


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Ozma grimaced. "You're the kind who gets to the point, then? Good."

"I need you to make the killing look like either an accident or a consequence of battle. For both of our sake. Tensions have been rising between the north Beastmen tribes and the south Akarjii spiders. Tension which both you and I can exploit. "

Ozma folded his arms. "My fath-....Anguirre is heading there to pacify the situation as the goody two shoes Protector's Guildmaster he is. Of course, what I am tasking you to do will make this....a futile task."

He paused.

"Before we get to Anguirre's murder, I need you to assassinate two targets: the Beastman Chief Garush, and the Spider Queen Vitani. You need to make it look like they were killed by assassins of the opposing groups."

He glanced around, as if paranoid someone would interrupt or listen in on their discussion.

"If my predictions are correct, then the two groups will go to war, Anguirre will try to pacify them....and that's when you make your move."

Ozma held his hands behind his back and stood up straight.

"I will reward you handsomely for this, that I promise you - both your organization, and yourself....assassin. Now, are there any questions?"

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Character Portrait: Quin Veta Character Portrait: Lekan Voldaris Character Portrait: Sentinel Character Portrait: Megahertz

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While there was indeed a repair bay on the ship, it looked like it was rarely used, if ever. Lekan had expected better from an Exodus-class vessel, but at least it was better than nothing at all. Thanking Quin and the Ishkavi for helping him get the synthetic onto a worktable, he could get a look at its front. Even in the dim light, he could see the heavy damage done to the armour plating on the torso.

"What even happened to him? Did he get shot by a tank or something?!" Lekan exclaimed. The Ondari felt around for a few pieces of scrap metal with one arm, bringing them over to the workspace. With both main arms he grasped some of the spare parts, watching them dissolve in his grip as the nano-fabricators broke them down into their component materials. When he had collected enough metal in this manner he proceeded to put both of his main arms on the damaged section of armour, restoring it to its former condition.

"Now I just need to check the internals for any serious damage. This would be a lot easier if I had some light." As if to answer Lekan's request, a bright light shone down from the ceiling above the trio. Looking up, they would have been able to see another Ondari pointing a large flashlight down on them. Even Lekan was visibly surprised. "What, exactly, are you doing up there?" He asked.

The stranger was hesitant to respond at first, although seeing a fellow Ondari seemed to loosen his tongue. "Same as you, aren't I? Hardly anyone comes down 'ere so we just takes what we need, see?"

"Just hold that light steady for now," Lekan told him. Questioning could wait until later. Opening up an access panel on the synthetic, he could see fairly minimal physical damage to some of the wires, which he promptly repaired with a small amount of the leftover metal. Thanks to the light overhead he was also able to find a programmer's datapad so he could interface with the synthetic's AI core and figure out the cause of this malfunction.

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Character Portrait: Quin Veta Character Portrait: Lekan Voldaris Character Portrait: Sentinel Character Portrait: Megahertz

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(Keep forgetting about the location. Sorry about that.)

A pulse traveled slowly along a wire. Slow for its normal speed that is. Sentinel lay almost completely shut down, carried by Lekan, Quin, and Megahertz to the repair bay in the holds of the Realta Nua. But then, Sentinel knew none of this. All that was left of him was a small spark running along. Tiny processes attempted to collect information, but were snuffed out as soon as they started. Only the main unit remained active, reworking itself in an attempt to feebly prevent a complete shutdown. That would mean the end of Sentinel.

Detecting the connection through the port, the frame considered before connecting back into the object. He would need the outside to survive. Interfacing, the frame prompted, "Help me," on the data pad.

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Character Portrait: [NPC] Bartender Character Portrait: Mosa Belkan Character Portrait: Clockwork Character Portrait: K2 the space the not so infamous space pirate Character Portrait: Gelon Deskovitch Character Portrait: Quin Veta Character Portrait: Lekan Voldaris Character Portrait: Sentinel Character Portrait: Megahertz Character Portrait: Colt Character Portrait: Ciril Ekhart

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Mosa stroked his chin and raised his left eyebrow exaggeratedly as Gelon explained himself. He looked at the custom checkbook for a few minutes. And then, a lightbulb lit up in his head, his eyes widened and his mouth grinning. "HEY! I remember you now!", Mosa's posture leaned back slightly.

He then took a step back, and pointed at him, laughing in his usual hearty way.

"HAHAHAHHA! Yes! Gelon Ditkovitch, RIGHT? You always ordered that blue crab with oyster sauce special HAHA!"

Mosa folded his arms, his mouth grinning, and he turned to Colt."He liked to touch people, Gelon Derpolitch does. So much, that he chased out one of Mosa's old waitress! HAHAHAHHA!"

Mosa paused, then scratched the back of his head while glancing away, whispering. "Had to pay that girl extra and told her Gelon didn't mean it. Poor girl was terrified."

He looked back at Gelon. "So whadaya doing on a ship to Dagojouiise, Gelon? Can't find blue crabs in the desert after all! Hahaha!"

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Megahertz folded her arms and looked away when Lekan asked what happened to Sentinel, and responded in a defensive manner, "D-does it matter?! Fix him!"

Megahertz's reaction earned a suspicious stare from Quin.

Megahertz and Quin turned to look at the other Ondari with the flashlight, but neither of them said anything. Megahertz was suspicious at first, though she calmed down when he seemed to infer he was a thief. Quin, on the other hand, tilted her head, finding his accent interesting.

Megahertz hovered over Lekan as he interfaced with the datapad. She looked between Lekan and the datapad while clasping both her hands and her two tentacles together, worried. "...You can help him? Right??"

Quin, meanwhile, began hovering around the dark hangar aimlessly. She is either keeping an eye out, bored, or just messing with them. Her floating slightly up and down as she hovered around made her look a bit like a balloon.


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Clockwork was sitting on the barstool, when he heard K2's call, and turned to see him and his new friend walking towards him. He waved calmly. "Hey, buddy! Just in time, I was waiting for my fried garlic noodle soup.", his voice a bit flamboyant, as always. He looked at Cirl, and nodded back at the snake-like beastman, watching him and K2 sit down.

Clockwork glanced at K2. "Hey, hey, you sure you should be drinking right now?", his tone genuinely concerned. "You just downed an entire bottle of rum a few hours ago!"

He turned to Ciril, giving him a thumbs up in response to his question. "Yep, I kinda have to now, after a little, uh...incident....with my superiors at the Protector's Alliance. I swear, I didn't mean to sneak into that shower full of naked women! Someone must've switched the bathroom signs around to mess with me, the bastard!"

He paused. Despite his words, he didn't sound like he regretted his little accident. Or at least, he's trying to trivialize it with a joking tone.

".....Uhh...anyways...yeah. After receiving a couple of sandals to the face, I was told to go find GEHENNA and kick his ass. So, here I am. I ....don't really have a good idea how to even start taking on GEHENNA though. I mean, I know there's one or two Protector's Expedition to MEGIDO, but even they never got pass the Border."

The Border is a barrier on the skies of Megido. No mortal have ever managed to get through it, but the last attempt was years ago. Drakov Industries have apparently developed a special component for the Realta Nua to get over this barrier, which is why this ship is stopping at Dagojouiise.

"I met this one weird eldritch abomination back at Nebulon...but he never said anything about GEHENNA to me, so....", Clockwork stated and shrugged.

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Character Portrait: Quin Veta Character Portrait: Lekan Voldaris Character Portrait: Sentinel Character Portrait: Megahertz

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Not long after Lekan initiated a standard diagnostic routine on the datapad, something came up on the screen. "Help me." So somebody was still in there after all, despite appearances. Some of the Ondari's smaller tentacles reared up, preparing to quickly type out a message in response.

"I will, but I'll need your help," he typed. Pausing for a moment to think, he added, "What would you have me do?" Since he still didn't know what caused the malfunction in the first place, he was more or less flying blind, although he didn't dare say it out loud.

"Your friend is still in there somewhere, so there's room for hope," Lekan told the Ishkavi. "But I need you to tell me what happened just before the malfunction occurred. Your friend's life may depend on it." While he had also asked the synthetic for information, it didn't hurt to try and get a more complete picture of what had happened.

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Extracting the reply through the data link, the main frame began to formulate a reply. The self preservation protocol dictated it should do whatever necessary to ensure the survival of itself. If it meant submitting to changes from an outside source, then so be it. It had no means of repairing itself in any case.

"Parts of my main software have been critically damaged over time through a virus of my own creation. While the original purpose was to simply delete old programming that I found undesirable, it spread to other areas of my system, contaminating them. I have found no way to delete it, but you may be able to," it prompted. Should it reveal more? Maybe once whoever was fixing him finished, but for now that was all he needed to know.

"This shutdown has also damaged some of my internal wiring. While not severe, it will moderately hamper my functioning unless repaired," it added. All it could do was wait and guide the person through the coding.

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Character Portrait: Mosa Belkan Character Portrait: Clockwork Character Portrait: K2 the space the not so infamous space pirate Character Portrait: Gelon Deskovitch Character Portrait: Quin Veta Character Portrait: Lekan Voldaris Character Portrait: Sentinel Character Portrait: Megahertz Character Portrait: Colt Character Portrait: Ciril Ekhart

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Mosa chuckled at Colt, agreeing somewhat. He then turned back to Gelon. "WELL, I didn't mean scaring her THAT way!", he stated. When Gelon mentioned meeting Vlad, Mosa's expression changed. At first, he widened his eyes in surprise, and slightly opened his mouth. As he replayed those words in his mind, a nostalgic, goofy, and sweet smile appeared on his face. His red eyes look oddly kind there. "Vlad certainly has sharp claws, she does...."

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Clockwork turned to K2, and chuckled. He asked his question just in time, as a waiter appeared and placed a large bowl of noodle soup in front of Clockwork. He nodded at the waiter, and thanked him politely, "Xie xie." He looked at K2 again as he plucked a pair of chopsticks. "Watch and learn, cap'n~" After separating the chopsticks, he used them to stir and pick the noodles, lifting them to his face....and right on cue, his yellow visor suddenly snapped open in the middle with a ratcheting noise, revealing a beak-like mouth. He proceeded to pour the noodles into his open mouth, which did not bother to close or chew.

Clockwork continued talking with his 'mouth' open and noodles going inside. Which made for a ...jarring...sight, to say the least. "Unfortunately, my bright yellow and green parts made me a terrible sneak, khu khu khu...."

"Watch out for the upcoming hangover, Captain.", Clockwork teased.

Clockwork then turned to Ciril, considering his words. "Hmmm.....perhaps you're right. Finding Byatis would be pretty difficult, though. Despite being a 9 feet long rainbow lizard, he can turn invisible."

He paused.

"..Wait. Turning invisible." He glanced away, and whispered to himself. "Damnit! I'm sure there's a synthetic upgrade to do just that. Why didn't I think of looking for that before...."

He paused again, before continuing to answer Ciril's question. "Oh, uh..yeah, I'm a Protector. 10 years, and going strong." There's pride in his voice, and the way he pointed at the 'P.A.' on his left shoulder. He looked up in surprise as Ciril stated his ties to the Protector's Alliance. "Oh yeah? That where you get those shades? Khu khu khu....I remembered when we had free hat day. Not sure we ever had free shades day, though..."


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Megahertz let out a long sigh as she folded her arms and turned her nose up. "Okayyyy, okay!....He....did take on one of my Gunsevers by himself...b-but that was hours ago! Before he....crashed, we were just walking in the park, talking about his past and stuff, y'know? And he just......fell." Her tone was defiant and pouty at first, but eventually became disheartened and guilty.

She glanced to the side, and went silent for a few moments. Thinking back, she suddenly recalled Sentinel telling her about his desire for, to put it simply.....life. She raised her head, and turned to Lekan. "WAIT! He told me...he told me how he wanted to......feel."

Megahertz felt like slapping herself on her head. How in the world would that help with anything, she thought. Still...it did stuck out to her, so perhaps telling Lekan that wasn't completely useless.

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Character Portrait: Quin Veta Character Portrait: Lekan Voldaris Character Portrait: Sentinel Character Portrait: Megahertz

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From reading the message displayed on the datapad, as well as listening to what the Ishkavi had to say, Lekan had a reasonable hypothesis as to what might have happened. Before turning his attention back to the datapad, he proceeded to repair the rest of the wires that he could reach. Restoring the synthetic's internals would probably help with the next part, if only slightly.

"It was stupid of you to try and alter your own programming, especially so drastically," Lekan typed. "Give me a moment to find what it was you deemed so undesirable." With the mainframe there to help guide him, the Ondari managed to locate the virus and its handiwork. Some of the corrupted parts looked like combat protocols, others... not so sure, but most likely something important. At this point it couldn't be simply deleted; the damn thing had more or less integrated itself into the system, and removing it would probably cause more harm than good.

Could this virus be rewritten? He had to at least try, otherwise any replacement protocols might be recognised as undesirables by the virus. Tapping away at the keypad, Lekan wrote up something that would hopefully stop its digital rampage, maybe confine it to an isolated system. It was hard to tell what the exact effect would be, but it should buy him some time if nothing else.

Next, Lekan had to write up those replacement protocols. He knew that humans designed most of their combat synthetics to be aggressive, merciless killers. Perhaps that was what the virus was trying to get rid of? He decided to write the new protocols based on those of Ondari synthetics, which placed more emphasis on protecting the vulnerable and keeping the peace. Submitting the new programming, he hoped that the system didn't decide to reject it.

"I've done what I can," he told the Ishkavi. "All that's left to do is wait and see what happens. And you, up there, thank you kindly for the light."

"No probs," replied the other Ondari. "Just don't tell anyone I was 'ere and we'll call it even." Without waiting for a reply, he quickly left the room, leaving the four in the dim light of the repair bay.

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Character Portrait: Quin Veta Character Portrait: Lekan Voldaris Character Portrait: Sentinel Character Portrait: Megahertz

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Waiting as Lekan fixed what wires could be reached and messed around with the datapad, the mainframe considered establishing a connection back to the datapad and assisting with the coding. While he may not have understood the designing of software upon the creation of the virus, he had learned a bit from his mistakes. Enough to know that such a thing would be dangerous to attempt again. Of course, the harmful part had not manifested itself until long after he had left Dagajouisse.

Coming back to awareness as a data stream entered through the port, it began to analyze what seemed like a code to change or at least stop the virus. Recalling the structuring of the virus and identifying what the pieces did, the mainframe began to rework the code that had been received. Yes, it saw a way now. One he had not thought of before.

Weaving a digital web of sorts, the virus which had been spreading slowly encountered a wall of sorts. The mainframe did not delete it, although with the replacement protocols that had just been received it could have done so with minimal chances of serious repercussions. No, it kept it for use. When one needed win a war, one did not destroy their best weapon even if it was self-destructive over the long run.

Simply maintaining it for now, the mainframe then began to rebuild all the base protocols that had been deleted by the virus. Using the Ondari program as a base, it made a hybrid code. It would certainly advance the goals of the conscious processing system. But preservation was key.

Finishing, it stored copies of the two blocks of code before finishing the connections. With some wires still destroyed, it would take longer for the unit to reboot itself, but it would due to the repairs done by the Ondari. Powering up the reactor with the majority of the remaining electricity running through the wires, Sentinel rebooted. It took a minute, but eventually the systems came online. Numbers flashed down the visual processor, blinding his view. Clearing rapidly, Sentinel came back to the world.

A light blinded his view momentarily before the shaders activated, minimizing the glare. Sitting up, he looked up and then to the side. There were two Ondari, one holding a datapad, the other a light. Unless he was grievously wrong, it was the one with the datapad that had fixed him. Standing next to him was Megahertz, looking relieved that he was still "alive." Floating behind everyone was another creature, a Genesior he believed. Quite a motley assortion. Gazing, he said simply, "Thank you."

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Character Portrait: Mosa Belkan Character Portrait: Clockwork Character Portrait: K2 the space the not so infamous space pirate Character Portrait: Gelon Deskovitch Character Portrait: Byatis Character Portrait: Quin Veta Character Portrait: Lekan Voldaris Character Portrait: Sentinel Character Portrait: Megahertz Character Portrait: Ozma Knight Character Portrait: Roza Kubai Character Portrait: Colt Character Portrait: Ciril Ekhart

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Mosa was so deep in reminiscience, he didn't listen to Gelon. A few seconds pass, and he looked back at him, and blinked. "Uh- I'm sorry, what??"

"OH, yeah! Vlad!! Uh...maybe...maybe tomorrow? Or the day after?" Mosa glanced around nervously while twiddling his fingers. "Mosa....not ready yet. Yeah." He said that last part solemnly, almost with a whisper. And coming from Mosa, a whisper is...very rare.

"So ANYWAYS, me and Colt are goin' for ice cream....ya wanna come along? My treat.", Mosa changed the subject quickly.

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Clockwork gave a thumbs up with his left hand, since his right hand is busy with the chopsticks. Pressing two fingers from his left hand to his left horn, he projected the coordinates to K2. It's a nice, comfortable upper class home in the upper class living quarters. "You sure you can make your way back in that state, captain?", Clockwork asked politely.

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Megahertz sighed with relief, and waited, looking at Sentinel with a hopeful look.

Moments pass, and when she saw Sentinel waking up and twitching to move, she let out a sigh of relief. She almost smiled.....but at the last second, she remembered everyone else is in the room, and she turned away and folded her arms, her hair fluttering from the speed of her movements.

"Geeze, you had me worried for a second there, you cyber-jerk!", Megahertz said with an annoyed, overly pouty tone.

Behind them, Quin continued hovering around aimlessly.

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Ozma paused, thinking it through.

"...I'm not sure this qualifies for a hazard, but......keep...keep my sister out of this. Let her not see my father die by your arrows. Please."

Ozma said that with a hesitant, yet sincere tone. Just by the look on his face, you could tell his sister meant the world to him. His father, on the other hand....

"I suppose that will be all.", Ozma nodded. "I wish you luck on this mission. The risk shall be great, but the reward shall be even greater."

Ozma narrowed his eyes for dramatic effect.

"...Especially since I am a very.

Good.

Tipper."

And with that, Ozma cuts his transmission, leaving Roza and Byatis alone. And Darkstar, in Byatis' head.

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Character Portrait: Quin Veta Character Portrait: Lekan Voldaris Character Portrait: Sentinel Character Portrait: Megahertz

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Lekan breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the synthetic had regained consciousness. He was somewhat irritated that the other Ondari decided not to stick around the moment he was no longer needed. For a moment he thought he saw the corners of the Ishkavi's mouth twitch upwards slightly before she turned away, although it could have just been the imagination at work.

"You're very welcome, and also lucky. Had I not been nearby then chances are your fate would have been sealed," he said. "My name is Lekan, and this is Quin, my, uh... assistant?" Seeing how she'd helped him move the synthetic down here in the first place, as well as offer to guard him, she was technically Lekan's assistant as far as he was concerned. The Ondari shifted about uncomfortably as his thoughts drifted to payment. Someone mentioned that the repair bay's services weren't for free, even if such fees could go to the depths for all Lekan cared. He then turned to the Ishkavi. "Normally I'd charge for offering my services, but... I think it would be rather rude of me to do so considering I've likely saved your friend's life. However... we're both short on money, and I would be grateful for whatever you're willing to spare."

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Character Portrait: Mosa Belkan Character Portrait: Clockwork Character Portrait: Gelon Deskovitch Character Portrait: Quin Veta Character Portrait: Alisa Vladimirovna Catria Character Portrait: Lekan Voldaris Character Portrait: Sentinel Character Portrait: Megahertz Character Portrait: Ciril Ekhart

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Clockwork chuckled at Ciril's question, snapping his jaws shut as he finished eating. He paused, calculating the exact amount of time; "5 hours, 20 minutes, and 13 seconds as of your question." He stirred a bit in his seat. "So.....you've been asking us a lot of stuff, Ciril. But why don't you tell me something about yourself. Let me.....'get' you, Ciril.", Clockwork asked with a polite, but curious, tone.


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Mosa was getting irritated by Gelon's constant repetition, but he just kept quiet and nodded politely. As they walk, however, Gelon touched his tattoo. And Mosa instantly grabbed his hand, before slamming him over his head and to the ground, creating quite the loud thud.

Mosa glared at Gelon....but kept his crocodillian smile. Only this time, with his massive teeth exposed, he doesn't look entirely friendly anymore.

"First of all. Mosa don't want to see Vlad right now. Get it through your head.

Second. Nobody touches the tattoo. Nobody. Not even Mosa's friends."

A few seconds pass as Mosa lets his words sink in. Mosa's grip is even stronger than Ridley's. Gelon's fingers couldn't move even a milimeter in his hand. A small crowd gathered around them, the people whispering and staring suspiciously. Mosa glanced around, at both Colt and the people. And eventually, he lets Gelon go from his unbreakable grip.

Mosa cleared his throat, and hid his teeth beneath his lips once more, showing a more friendly smile. "WELL. Mosa changed his mind. Me and Colt gonna return to our rooms for now." Mosa proceeded to turn around, grab Colt's hand, and walk away, his chest and head held up high, his tail dragging behind him. As his back is turned from the people and the crowd, some can see that, while his mouth is smiling, his eyes were not. They look like they almost glow with rage.

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Quin continued to hover behind them aimlessly, either ignoring or not hearing Lekan.

Megahertz glared at Lekan at his question. She just had all her men killed, her library burned down, and her top weapons demolished. And now she has to pay for this?!

"You idiot! Of course I'd pay you!"

Megahertz looked away, turned her nose up, and closed her eyes.

"That cyber-jerk saved my life. And you saved him. So it's a fair deal, RIGHT?!"

Her yell echoed through the hangar.

A brief pause.

Megahertz proceeded to put on a smug smirk. "I'll pay for everything. And no need to thank me. Just help me haul him to our living quarters.

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Character Portrait: Quin Veta Character Portrait: Lekan Voldaris Character Portrait: Sentinel Character Portrait: Megahertz

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As he was still recovering from having shut down, Sentinel took time to process what was going om around him, making sure that his systems fully took in the situation. The Genesior, Quin, continued floating around aimlessly. Why was she doing that? Certainly it could have been doing something else. Another fact came up. Why was she here at all. From the looks of her, Quin was of the age in which marriage would have already taken place, yet she was not accompanied by a male Genesior. Something to be noted for later.

He agreed with the Lekan's opinion, to an extent. It was certainly lucky that he had appeared when he did, fr Sentinel may have been trapped inside until the mainframe could have figured out how to restructure the system. But it would have resolved the problem eventually. Why was he feeling...enmity towards Lekan simply for saving him? If anything, Sentinel should been praising Lekan for the work he had done. With the changes made, it was almost as if the virus had never gone through the systems.

That's when it struck him. The changes. What exactly had the codes Lekan uploaded done? What had his mainframe done? He was certainly running more efficiently than any time previous. But his conscious seemed...different. Not quite new, but certainly not the same as before. Was he more "alive" than he had been before the shutdown? But what did it mean to be alive? Was a body of flesh really necessary to be called living? Had he really desired such a thing?

Scanning back through the records his system kept, he found something quite perplexing. He had wanted to live. From his arrival on Nebulon to the shutdown not long before, Sentinel wished to inhabit a body of flesh. And now, he wasn't sure. Going to the shutdown itself, he began browsing the actions that had been taken by both Lekan and the mainframe. Everything was there, except one area of action. He had almost missed it because of the miniscule smudge, but it was a smudge nonetheless. A process had simply disappeared. What could it be hiding?

Starting back to reality as Megahertz shouted, he listened to what she said. Stiffly bending his legs, he stated, "I can make it there. My body might be unsteady, but I can make it." As he looked at Megahertz, a small golden pulse coalesced in his consciousness. Was it...affection? What had happened to him when he was shut down?

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Character Portrait: Quin Veta Character Portrait: Lekan Voldaris Character Portrait: Sentinel Character Portrait: Megahertz

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The Ishkavi's shouting and smug demeanour certainly took Lekan by surprise, especially considering the concern she had expressed while her friend was unconscious. Was she putting on a tough guy act in front of the synthetic? Still, she agreed to pay for everything, including the repair bay fees. He certainly wasn't going to argue with that.

Before getting ready to leave, the Ondari searched the room as best he could for any pieces of metal any other race would have deemed to be unusable junk and broke them down into their component materials. That way he was now fully prepared for when he might have to make some repairs while out in the field.

"We'll still accompany you to your quarters just in case something happens," Lekan told the synthetic. Quin was still drifting aimlessly around the room for some reason. Was she in a trance, or just bored? He waved an arm at her. "Quin? Quin, can you hear me?" No reply. He moved closer to her and gave her a tap on the shoulder to get her attention. "Quin, we're going now. All that's left is for us to accompany the synthetic to his quarters, and then our job's done."

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Character Portrait: Mosa Belkan Character Portrait: Gelon Deskovitch Character Portrait: Byatis Character Portrait: Quin Veta Character Portrait: Lekan Voldaris Character Portrait: Sentinel Character Portrait: Megahertz Character Portrait: Darkstar Character Portrait: Roza Kubai Character Portrait: Colt

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Mosa kept quiet for a few seconds as he thought of Colt's question. Then, his crocodillian smile returns as he turned to look at Colt. "Good idea."

And with that, Mosa and Colt retreated into their cabins for the day.


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The ice cream shop owner greeted Gelon, but he can't seem to find Vlad anywhere. She must have gone somewhere else.


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Quin stopped her hovering and glanced at Lekan. She quickly nodded, and obediently followed.

Megahertz looked at Sentinel for a few seconds with a relieved expression...before turning around and strutting away. "GOOD. let's go, then!"

She stopped suddenly.

And then strutted back towards Sentinel, and looked at him some more....

...before grabbing his hand and pulling it, forcing him to follow her as she strut back to their living quarters.

The four proceeded to head towards the upper class living quarters. For Lekan and Quin, This...sets up quite a standard for their own cabins. A standard that obviously won't be lived up to by the lower class living quarters.

Megahertz immediately dived towards the couch in front of the fireplace and laid there, yawning."Wonder if K2 and Clock are back already...", she mumbled sleepily, snuggling against the comfortable couch.

Quin kept quiet as she surveyed the house. She focused on a particularly nice sofa for a few seconds. And then she turned to Lekan, and said out of nowhere, "......I hope we have sofa as good as these."

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Darkstar stayed quiet as he does his research. There's a good reason why Darkstar is a watchman and not just a killer anymore - somehow, someway, he has access to satelites around Stratevaria, and could tap into them to drain information quickly and secretly. After a few seconds, he replied, "Northern Dagojouiise canyons. Do'gaki caves. Chief Garush hunts there everyday approximately at noon from 12:00 PM to 4:00 PM. Great place to stalk, hunt, kill. Things you like to do."

Darkstar paused, discovering more information.

"Alternatively, more straightforwardly: home invasion. Find him in his longhouse. Northern Dagojouiise plains. Do'gaki settlement. Man-bear tribe Half an hour away from this ship's designated landing position. Best strike at night. Body would be foundmore quickly found, if this route is taken."

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Character Portrait: Quin Veta Character Portrait: Lekan Voldaris Character Portrait: Sentinel Character Portrait: Megahertz

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No wonder the Ishkavi had no problem with paying. She was in one of the luxury suites, along with her friend and a couple others, it seemed. Lekan couldn't help but feel a pang of envy as he looked around. This was definitely much nicer than anything the lower class cabins would have been able to offer. Even Quin expressed her hopes of having a comfortable sofa in their own quarters, although Lekan was enough of a frequent flyer to know that they wouldn't be getting a whole lot.

"Maybe one day, Quin," he said reassuringly. Seeing the Ishkavi snuggled up on the sofa made Lekan realise just how late it was getting. "We should probably get going to our own cabin now," he told the synthetic. "If you experience any more malfunctions, then I suppose I know where to find you. Good night, both of you." With their work here done and their pay collected, the pair headed down to the lower class cabins to find where their own place was.

"Those two seemed nice," Lekan said, in an effort to break the silence between himself and Quin. "Granted, that Ishkavi was rather loud, but I wouldn't complain about running into them again." Asides from that attempt at conversation, there was little chatter between the two, even when they finally found the door to the quarters they would be sharing with Mosa and the rest of his group.

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Character Portrait: Sentinel Character Portrait: Megahertz

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Sentinel stayed quiet while they walked back to the quarters he, Megahertz, Byatis, and K2 were inhabiting. Reminiscing for the main part on his old self. Had it really been all that bad? Not the same, certainly not better, but not too much worse. If you didn't take into account the fact he had ended up almost killing himself.

Sighing slightly, he began to analyze the changes again. Most of the coding was simply to restore his basic functionality, with some unique pieces here and there. But what worried him was the blank spot. An empty area in the stream of data, almost as if nothing had ever existed there. Why would it appear like that now? Was his mainframe in itself...sentient? Certainly a disturbing thought to consider.

Realizing they had once again arrived at the house, he looked at it again. It really was quite a luxurious place. Megahertz jumped onto the couch, stretching out in a state of rest. Listening to Lekan and Quin speak, he nodded when he was addressed. Hopefully there would be no need for more repairs, but that was not always up to him. "Farewell. Perhaps we'll meet again soon," he intoned as they left.

Walking over to the couch, he sat down in front of it and began "meditating". More akin to a debugging, he thought to himself, but close enough. Realizing something, he turned to Megahertz. Quietly, he spoke, "I never learned your name. I'm sorry if this is strange, but I wish to know it."

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Character Portrait: K2 the space the not so infamous space pirate Character Portrait: Sentinel Character Portrait: Megahertz

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Keeton somehow had made it to the unit alive. After wandering aimlessly for hours, he had finally reached his destination.

He walks into the house and places his boots near the door, rugged old things hardly fit for wearing. He proceeds to walk through the living room seeing the robot and megahertz conversing "Hey! tentacle bitch sorry about that thing i said earlier, hope i didn't ruin you lovebird's date." Keeton blurts out. "But seriously that was mean, I shouldn't have said it, sentinel is apart of my crew and if he feels like you are trustworthy, then I as captain should also learn to trust you. However first thing tomorrow you are finding someone to repair my gun. Oh and good luck with that I modded it myself, kind of advanced, so you better know a guy."

Keeton stumbles out of the room and heads toward an unoccupied room and settles in for bed

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Character Portrait: Mosa Belkan Character Portrait: Clockwork Character Portrait: K2 the space the not so infamous space pirate Character Portrait: Gelon Deskovitch Character Portrait: Quin Veta Character Portrait: Ridley Character Portrait: Alisa Vladimirovna Catria Character Portrait: Lekan Voldaris Character Portrait: Sentinel Character Portrait: Megahertz Character Portrait: Preston Character Portrait: Colt Character Portrait: James Character Portrait: Ciril Ekhart

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After asking around, Gelon is eventually told that Vlad and Ridley have retreated into the upper class living quarters.

Since they work with Drakov, Gelon and his team were given a very nice, three-storey upper class house in the ship, with comfortable furniture and a very cozy, homely atmosphere.

Gelon found Ridley and Vlad drinking in the living room of their home, the two of them watching a boxing match on the TV, between a lumbering Beastman and a bulky synthetic.

"YEAH! GET 'EM!", Ridley roared out, rooting for the synthetic.

Vlad scoffed at Ridley's statement. "Clearly you don't know what a real Beastman can do."


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Quin let out a simple, "Mmmm" of agreement, as she floated and followed Lekan to their quarters.

One room in the Lower class Quarters can only fit four people, but Mosa had enough tickets to buy 2 rooms. As Lekan entered the room for himself and Quin, they can already see just how different the standards of the two classes are.

Their room is quite narrow: a small, square living room, with two doors leading to a pair of bedrooms, each housing a bunk bed. a miniscule window is on the wall of the living room, exposing the ocean of stars outside, and a tiny television is stacked on top of wardrobes next to the bunk beds in both rooms. Quin remained stoic as she scanned the entire area.

The room is very simple. Sterile. Clean. It's mostly white in color, but there's touches of brown here and there, including the cheap carpet on the floor.

Quin hovered around for a while, but then stopped and turned to look at Lekan silently. She did not avert her gaze, no matter how long. Perhaps she wanted to talk?

"Why did you come on this vessel?"

...Yep. She definitely wanted to talk.

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Megahertz waved at Lekan and Quin as they departed, without looking. Laying chin first on the couch, her tentacles uncoil from her hair, and began flexing and stretching. She glanced at Sentinel as he walked over and sat down.

"......"

Megahertz took a few moments to think over Sentinel's question. Her name, huh? As a Dark S1de agent, she always preferred to go by her nickname. She deals with so many suspicious people everyday, she can't afford to take any unnecessary risks. Still...it is just a name. And for some reasons, she felt like she could trust him.

"...Alphard.....Alphard Vi Dracynea."

Even though she'd thought it over, it still felt weird telling her real name to someone she met only hours ago. Someone who shot up her place and killed her minions. Perhaps even weirder is the fact that she did not regret this.

"Don'ttellanyoneelse.", she hurriedly followed up her statement, before glancing around nervously.

A few moments later, she caught sight of K2 walking inside, and her jaw dropped upon his blunt statement. She proceeded to flusteredly respond, "Y-you vulgar monkey! It was not a date! It was...j-just a totally-completely-supremely platonic walk! You...!"

"......."

Megahertz cleared her throat, sat up, and folded her arms before looking away poutily. "HMPH! Fine! I'll find someone to repair your gun!". She wondered if that squidhead could help her out again. Or maybe she should find someone else. She sneakily glanced at Sentinel to find out his reaction to K2's words, before quickly looking away away, her hair once again fluttering from the speed of her movement.

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Mosa looked towards the door hissing and opening as James and Preston entered. He let out a bitter smile upon his question. "Heyyyyyy, G. Bros!"

"Bwahahahhaha...", Mosa could only respond with an awkward laugh at James' question....and Colt's answer.

Mosa looked on as james approached Golt. He widened his eyes and stood up slightly as james pulled the bandana and stabbed it to the table.

"HEYHEYHEYHEY!", Mosa rushed towards the two, and used his enormous hands to separate them both. "Enough! Enough! No more, or Mosa take it out of your paycheck!" Mosa's tone is somehow both nervous and firm. He knew of the hostility between James and Colt, but both are always too fast for Mosa to react to. Quite handy in battle, but rather unfortunate to handle.

Mosa turned to Preston and nodded thankfully, appreciating his cool-headedness, especially compared to the hot headed Colt and James.....and Mosa himself, most of the time.

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Mosa changed into a simple white T-shirt (though still keeping his tiger striped pants) as he prepared for bed, nodding at Colt. "You have a good night, Colt." He can hear Colt's soap opera playing through the door. He took a deep breath, his shoulders moving at least 6 inches up and down as he did, thanks to his massive size, and he looked at both James and Preston, his usual big hearted smile having returned to his lips. "You two, as well. Mosa gonna go check on our buddies."

There's a third door in the living room, which connected Mosa and his crew's room with Quin and Lekan's. He walked towards that door, and banged on it, before asking in his usual loud, hearty tone,

"You guys okay over there??"

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Clock chuckled at Ciril's statement, "Well, so did you two! Must be K2 being K2."

Clockwork folded his arms and listened to Ciril's vague explanation. "My, my...now you interest me~ I'll be keeping an eye...or.....eight....on you. Khekhekhekhekhekhe...."

Clockwork looked over to his shotglass, and grabbed it, before opening his "mouth" again with a ratcheting noise, and pouring the contents inside. "Still, I'm glad you're on our side, at least."

"Oh yeah! I know what you mean, bro."

Clockwork puts down his glass and closes his mouth.

"Such a nice, cozy ship. I guess it's a way to relieve the stress of a road trip to hell, khe khe khe..."

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Character Portrait: K2 the space the not so infamous space pirate Character Portrait: Sentinel Character Portrait: Megahertz

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Sentinel listened to Megahertz closely as she slowly said her name. Alphard Vi Dracynea. It was such a nice name. She really was quite beautiful by most standards. Or maybe those were just his. He didn't know, but he felt privileged to know it. Trust was something difficult to come by in the world.

About to respond, he quieted as K2 walked into the room. It seemed he was sincerely sorry about causing the disturbance earlier in the day. A strange way to say it, but it was something. Maybe K2 wouldn't be that bad after all. Chuckling as the man left the room, he lay his head back against the couch. Emotions were certainly an interesting experience. The blank space may present problems later, but for now he was satisfied with everything.

"Maybe he won't turn out so bad," he uttered. "And I suppose this means that we will have to visit the Ondari again. Hopefully we can converse more without worrying about my dying." Being a synthetic may have had its advantages, but expressing some emotions was certainly harder. The way living creatures could construct facial expressions to accompany statements allowed them to express a single phrase a variety of ways.

A joking tone came into his voice: "And I suppose we were on a 'walk'. Though, I don't think platonic would be the right word." Once again he chuckled. She was certainly different when flustered. Quite charming, in fact.

Returning to her previous statement before K2 had walked in, Sentinel had to consider that a bit more. Finally, he responded, "Thank you for telling me your name. It can be hard to place trust in someone, but know that I have complete faith in you. It is a nice name. And I promise I won't tell anyone. It shall be kept in my own mind until you say otherwise." Shifting around, he placed himself in a more natural position. "You should sleep...Alphard. Today has been taxing for everyone, especially you. I shall protect you in your rest, be certain of that." With that he placed himself in a standby mode, able to respond to something yet conserving more energy than if he were fully powered on.

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Character Portrait: K2 the space the not so infamous space pirate Character Portrait: Byatis Character Portrait: Sentinel Character Portrait: Megahertz Character Portrait: Roza Kubai

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Byatis smiled a bit as Darkstar spoke. "Northern Dagojouiise? Great I can go sleep in then." He turned to Roza. "Well good luck with the Spider Queen! See you in a bit!" Before she could respond, Byatis cloaked himself once more and was off to the upper-class home that Megahertz had gotten for them. As he hopped from roof to roof, Byatis watched the 'sky' which simulated the transition to night time. It wasn't actually sky, it was just a projection but he thought that was pretty convenient. Back on Megido it was dark. All the time. Because nothing says 'death world' than utter darkness. Byatis, oddly enough, missed Megido a bit. He began to wonder just WHY he was taking this voyage. No one told him to. Was it a desire to hunt GEHENNA? Was is homesickness? Byatis wasn't entirely sure.

Finally, when the simulated sky became night completely, he reached the house. Byatis was able to track it by the stench of alcohol on K2 and the unique metal components of Sentinel. Byatis knew he wouldn't fit through the door, so he crawled in through the window on the second floor. From downstairs, the sound of heavy footsteps can be heard thumping on the upstairs area. Byatis uncloaked himself and lazily made his way to the biggest bedroom, the master bedroom. He calmly climbed onto the bed, which normally would be rather large, but next to him it looked tiny. He barely fit on it. Byatis finally laid on the bed like a dog would sleep in a crate. His tail coiled around the bed, and he closed his eyes to sleep.

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Character Portrait: Mosa Belkan Character Portrait: Gelon Deskovitch Character Portrait: Quin Veta Character Portrait: Ridley Character Portrait: Alisa Vladimirovna Catria Character Portrait: Lekan Voldaris Character Portrait: Sentinel Character Portrait: Megahertz Character Portrait: Preston Character Portrait: Colt Character Portrait: James

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Vlad turned to Gelon and stared at him for a few seconds. And then proceeded speak her mind bluntly, calmly, and without any hesitation. "...Are you stupid, or just ignorant?"

She stayed quiet for a while, before sitting up and facing him with a serious expression, figuring out that mere insults would not help at all.

"First; nothing happened between us. War brought us together...and when the war ended, so did our relationship. We found out we were better as friends. But I suppose he just wanted some time away from me for a while, and I am completely fine with that."

She paused, before propping her chin up by her left hand.

"Second; that tattoo of his is very valuable and....personal." For a brief moment, Vlad looked down sadly. "Not just between Mosa and I, but also between Mosa and....somebody else. Someone long gone." She kept quiet for a few seconds, before glaring up at Gelon fiercely. "You may be our team leader, but you don't have any right barging into either of our personal lives. You are Mosa's customer, and my boss. Nothing more, nothing less." Her words are harsh, but her tone are always calm and matter of fact.

"Third; Beastmen do not appreciate being touched by just anybody. Perhaps it is different for you humans, I do not care to know. But for us, touch is sacred...intimate. Some do not even allow family members to them, if they are not fond enpugh of them. Perhaps tis' because of us Beastman' greater sensitivity compared to you humans, but...let's just say that if this were Veradoxia, you would have a legion of Beastman chasing your tail everyday, with your overly friendly behavior."

Over in his couch, Ridley scoffed. "Basically Boss, she just called you a creeper." He said in a deadpan, yet insulting manner. Unlike Vlad, you can most definitely feel the icy contempt in his tone alone.

It is quite clear that Gelon has yet to acquire the trusts of either of his team members.

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Quin floated up and down slightly as she listened to Lekan, keeping her usual poker face on. She didn't seem to have any opinion on his...anticlimactic explanation.

As she turned to look at the door, she can barely react to Lekan wrapping himself behind her. Then again, it is Quin, so perhaps this current stoicity is indeed her reaction.

"......"

"HOKAY THEN!", Mosa's loud voice can be heard again, and so can his footsteps as he walked away.

Quin continued to listen to Lekan's humble words as his tentacles coil around her dark green figure.

"....."

seconds pass. Quin seemed to be deep in thought. thinking Lekan's words over, while struggling to find an answer.

"....You were terrified, yet you continued fighting. You wanted to flee from GEHENNA, yet you followed me in this ship to hell. "

Turning her head, she faced Lekan eye to eye.

"You have the body of a weakling. The mind of a coward."

"......"

".....And the heart of a warrior."

Quin allowed a few minutes to pass, so that Lekan could process her words. There is sincerity and compassion behind them, and while her face is stoic and her words few, her bell-like voice is honest and passionate.





"I ask that you let me go now, before some voyeur with a hidden camera makes a hentai out of this.", she suddenly blurted out, while still wrapped in Lekan's tentacles.


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Mosa returned to the main room of his, Colt's, and the Brothers' cabin, and walked to the door upon Colt's request. "No windows. We'd get sucked to space that way."

He opened the main door which leads to the corridors instead.

"This better. Don't worry, Mosa will guard the door."

Mosa's nose twitched, and looked at the door connecting their room and Lekan and Quin's.

"LEKAN, GOOD IDEA TO TAKE SHOWER SOON, YESSS?", he shouted out. He would sound polite and friendly, as Mosa usually does...were it not for the fact that he shouted that so loud that their neighbours 4 doors down would hear them.


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Megahertz listened to Sentinel, with a flabbergasted expression on her face. "Geeze, Sentinel...that Pirate passed out when you and your buddies were fighting my Gunsevers, and you're not even going to scold him just a bit??" She pouted and furrowed her brows. "You have the patience of a saint."...

Megahertz turned a bit on the couch, staring at the velvet ceiling. When Sentinel reminded her of the walk on the park, she nearly fell off her couch as she jolted and stood up, clutching a pillow with a furious blush on her face. "?!" Y-you cyber jerk! Don't encourage him!"

A pause.

Followed by an indecisive whisper; "...Or maybe....you should...." Which is quickly halted with a rapid shooking of her head. "UH. IF... that means he'd not think about killing me anymore, then I suppose...."

She only dug herself deeper and deeper.

"Wait, what am I saying?! This discussion is over!", Megahertz childishly flung the pillow towards Sentinel....and missed him by two inches. She looked away and folded her arms to hide her pouty embarassment. Which didn't work at all.

Thankfully, Sentinel changed the subject again, which calmed her a bit. Though she still can't look at him. Sentinel claiming his complete faith in her was enough to fluster her again, though this time she was smart enough to kept quiet until he finished his words.

Glancing at another pillow on the sofa, she silently agreed with Sentinel's words. She proceeded to lay down, her bright blue tentacles splayed alongside her dark blue, nearly black, hair. With her face far away from Sentinel's eyes, her lips curved into a sweet smile. "You better live up to your name then....Sentinel.", she whispered, trying poorly to disguise affection with annoyance. How silly. She felt like a princess in a fairy tale. A mafia princess with a monstrous rogue, a flamboyant lancer, a drunken pirate, and a dark knight. The dark knight in rusted armor. She hated thinking about this. Or does she really? She haven't had a true friend in years. Indecisiveness is so frustating to her. But no matter. Now is the time to sleep.

With the dark knight nearby, she proceeded to fall asleep peacefully.


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Clockwork waited for Ciril to finish his meal silently, reading a book he picked from the Neopolis Lower City library. It was an amateurly written book with terrible vampires and bizzarre characters. Nice cover art though, cliched as it may be.

Clock looked up at Ciril and nodded. "12 hours, you say? I will be sure to ask Byatis to find you~" His eyes focus on Ciril's face, and found himself...intrigued. As a synthetic with a face that could generously be described as...nonexistant, Clockwork had always been interested in the ways organics emote. Everyday, he has to compensate his lack of a 'face' with his flamboyant voice, but people like Ciril and K2 did not have such requirements. Even though he considered himself comfortable with his synthetic self, he can't help but feel a little jealous sometimes. He kept looking at Ciril as he walked into the distance, only looking away once Ciril was completely out of sight, disappearing amongst the crowds.

"...Oh well.", Clockwork said with a carefree tone. He stood up, and left his money on the table, before retreating to the upper class house.

Entering through the door, he spotted Sentinel on standby, and Megahertz sleeping peacefully. "Kheh...", he let out a tiny chuckle, before shutting the door. He walked a few steps to the side, and proceeded to lean on the wall and fold his arms, glancing at the fireplace. Dimming his main yellow visor, Clokwork proceeded to enter a standby mode like Sentinel, as the night fell on the Realta Nua.

The setting changes from f-s-s-realta-nua to Stratevaria Galaxy

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Character Portrait: Clockwork Character Portrait: K2 the space the not so infamous space pirate Character Portrait: Byatis Character Portrait: Sentinel Character Portrait: Megahertz Character Portrait: Ciril Ekhart

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If Ciril slept at all, it was very little. He had not gone straight to his cabin after leaving Clockwork, and several others might have caught a glimpse of the strange looking slender beastman walking around various floors. However he had only been strolling casually, taking things in it seemed. That completed, he found his private upperclass room, paid for by his superiors, and made his report of the days interactions. It was not long before he received word back on his datapad, with new instructions on his assignment. ...and some of them were ...unsavory.

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As the morning message plays, Ciril heads for the rooms occupied by Clockwork, K2, and their companions, whoever they may be. How Ciril got this information where they were, he of course wouldn't say, as Clockwork had not told him. But sure enough, early in the day cycle, he arrives at the door, knocking politely, metal knuckles rapping on the door, then folding behind his back, expression calm, sunglasses in place.

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Character Portrait: Clockwork Character Portrait: K2 the space the not so infamous space pirate Character Portrait: Byatis Character Portrait: Sentinel Character Portrait: Megahertz Character Portrait: Ciril Ekhart

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(Sorry for the long post. Was feeling inspired today :P)

Lights flashed rapidly, a strobe of colors and sensations pounding mercilessly into the receptors. Nothing existed except the colors, a vibrant oblivion of pain and awareness. What was this place? A manifestation of different systems, perhaps, extending across the entirety of known space, having ascended beyond simple physical means? And if so, how had it gotten here.

Ever so gradually, the colors began to recede as the tide does, ebbing in a constant struggle between the forces of celestial objects. Eventually, a light appeared, filling the field of vision afforded to the synthetic. Tinting slowly as the processes were still being initiated, it was able to eventually make out a group of people standing above him, an array of Beastman, human, synthetic, and a slew of other species. Data banks that were as of yet still being uploaded into his mind gradually filled in the information on who everyone was.

One who was not in the data stepped around the other scientists and engineers, staring closely into the image receptors mounted on its face. "What is its designation?" he queried, still analyzing.

"CU-7S1 TREBUCHET, director."

"Seventh generation you say. How long was this kept between you? 'Sixth generation won't be ready for another year at least' my ass! You conned me, and I want to know why." he shouted, angrily advancing on the assemblage. His tall, broad stature only mad him more menacing.

"I assure you sir, we had our reasons. Perhaps you should examine him first. He is...different, from the other generations," answered one of the synthetic engineers, passive voice betraying nothing, face betraying nothing. CU-7S1 simply sat and waited.

A sparkle came into the director's eyes, glinting dangerously. Curiosity can as easily destroy a man as any vice, but he did not care. He would know why the synthetic war bot had been created. Straightening, he intoned, "Proceed."

Straps extended from the board on which it lay, securing its body so as to minimize any damage from struggling. A crude analysis of the situation formulated in the mainframe of the synthetic, but it could discern nothing. A needle descended from the ceiling slowly, cradled at the end of a chrome arm. Slowly attaching to the upload port in CU-7S1's side compartment, it flared briefly before pain overwhelmed the synthetic instantly, shutting it off violently.


Starting up, Sentinel unhooked his particle cannons and swing them around quickly. Targeting systems locked onto Megahertz and Clockwork, identifying them as threats. The cannons began to charge, humming as a golden light built in the center. Standing there, Sentinel realized what he had just done, what had happened to him. A nightmare. Was it even possible for synthetics to have such experiences. He had almost killed both people, a reaction to something unexpected.

Reattaching the cannons to his legs, he kneeled and began purging his systems of glitches and malware. Finding nothing perplexed him. Even accounting for the changes that had occurred yesterday- which he still had not come to terms with- a nightmare was not something a synthetic should be experiencing.

Slowly making his way over back to Megahertz, he sat facing her, gazing. Thinking. Affection pulsed slowly, overcoming the other systems. Reaching out, he placed a hand lightly on her hair running the metal fingers through. What he would not give to be able to feel. A knocking came from the door, and he withdrew quickly. Accessing the ship systems, he saw a Snek standing there, hands folded patiently.

Walking over to Clockwork, he tapped the fellow synthetic. Waiting until after he woke, Sentinel said "I'm not sure if this is for you, but there is a Snek outside the door. If Megahertz asks where I am, tell her she can find me where I feel yesterday. Striding away, he exited the house through a back door before turning off to stroll through the early day gloom.

The setting changes from stratevaria-galaxy to F.S.S. Realta Nua

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Character Portrait: Clockwork Character Portrait: K2 the space the not so infamous space pirate Character Portrait: Gelon Deskovitch Character Portrait: Byatis Character Portrait: Sentinel Character Portrait: Boris Kivorisch Drakov Character Portrait: Megahertz Character Portrait: That Woman Character Portrait: Ciril Ekhart

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Clockwork's yellow visor slowly lit up and he raised his head as Sentinel woke him up, oblivious to the knocking on the door and Sentinel's catapult nightmare seconds ago.

"....A Snek? Huh...could it be....", he whispered, but did not finish his sentence. He did not like making assumptions. He then turned to look at Megahertz slowly, and proceeded to tease Sentinel a bit. "Geeze. All the feels, Sentinel. All the feels~"

Megahertz remained asleep on the couch, a peaceful expression on her face.

Clockwork opened the front door, bobbing his head back a little in surprise at his presence. He would question where Ciril got the address from, but considering Ciril, he wondered if he'd get much of an answer...

"Ah! Ciril....you must be here for Byatis." Clockwork stated simply, before turning around, and gestured him to follow while whispering. "Come in, but don't be loud....at least two of us are still sleeping~"

He led Ciril pass the living room, and towards the stairs, heading up towards the second floor. He then proceeded to open the doors to the various rooms one by one. "....Nope." "Not this one" "...Uhh..I'm sure he's in the next one." "....Not this either? Damn."

"........He's hogging the biggest room, isn't he.", Clockwork stated, deadpan, as he stood in front of the master bedroom. He slowly reached for the doorknob...and opened it.

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The upper class was quite pleasant this time in the morning. Only Sentinel seem to be awake this early.....in the upper class living quarters exteriors, at least. With the artificial sky above and the rows and rows of comfortable housing, this place looked more like an Osenian suburb than the cabins of a spaceship.

Eventually, he made his way to the park, though he was rather early. In the middle of the park, men and women in black shirts were seen moving around large equipment, such as speakers and chairs, in front of a medium-sized stage. The stage was a bright teal, with bushes of rose decorating the edges. Like in the upper class living quarters exteriors, there's not many people around, and most of them were either the stage hands or joggers looking for a quick morning exercise. Because of this, one can still feel the tranquility of the natural park.


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Boris chuckled at Gelon's statement, before smirking with his eyes closed. "This new type of nanobots are still in the testing process, so you let me know."

Boris and That Woman looked at where Gelon pointed, with Boris nodding, letting out an impressed "Hmmmmm."

The two looked at Gelon as he stood up, with Boris looking perplexed.

"...I assume you want the ship?", Boris asked, unsure.

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Character Portrait: Gelon Deskovitch Character Portrait: Quin Veta Character Portrait: Lekan Voldaris Character Portrait: Sentinel Character Portrait: Boris Kivorisch Drakov Character Portrait: That Woman

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Boris folded his arms and nodded. "I have faith in your abilities, Gelon Deskovitch. That is why I am promoting you to team leader. They don't have to like you....but they will have to learn to work with you.", He said matter-of-factly.

In response to Gelon's question, Boris stated calmly, "The medical data in the ship contains vital information about a new type of healing paste that my company is developing. I imagine that when fighting GEHENNA, we could use all the help we need."

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Quin was already awake when Lekan woke up, flexing the mandibles on her arm cannons. She nodded at his greeting, and listened to him talk. "That is agreeable." She floated off the bed, and followed Lekan out of the lower class cabins.

Plenty of people were already awake when they got out. Many of them seem to be able-bodied men and women, with experience in their eyes and muscles. Veterans just like Mosa's company and Quin. Quite the contrast from the inexperienced Lekan. Most of them are Federaionists; humans, synthetics, insectoids....though an odd few Beastmen here and there were visible.

By the time they arrive at the park, the stage crew was done with preparing for the show. Rows and rows of chairs lined up in front of the stage, with quite a few people already taking seats. As they hover, Quin caught sight of the familiar Sentinel. She proceeded to poke at Lekan with her right arm and point at Sentinel with her left one, not in the mood to say things out loud.

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Character Portrait: Quin Veta Character Portrait: Lekan Voldaris Character Portrait: Sentinel

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Leaving the dwelling, Sentinel barely took notice of the rows upon rows of houses, marching along the terraces. He marveled at the fact that so much could be built inside a ship. It was literally a flying city. Small compared to the ones existing around the galaxy, but a city none the less. Who had commissioned the liner? The expenses must have been massive, so no normal person could have done it. No one could have expected this situation to occur, but it was possible the Realta Nua had been built simply as a means to try and enter Megido. Though a simple military frigate could have done the job as easily as the massive vessel Sentinel was currently on.

Holding true to his previous words, he continued on towards the park in which he had ended up yesterday. Turning his thoughts back to himself, it finally settled in what he had done this morning. He had openly displayed, if not quite love, deep affection towards Alphard. Remembering the event brought trembling. While he may not have been capable of feeling touch as living creatures did, he could still register a variety of physical states. It had been silk running through his fingers, making him realize her beauty even further. Thinking back to his statement about giving anything to be able to feel as the living did, he agreed with himself to an extent. Not anything, but he would certainly go to a great extent.

Reaching the park, he noticed that various workers were bustling with equipment, setting up what seemed to be a stage. There had been an announcement about a concert. The Interstellar Rose, was it? He had certainly heard about her various times before. One of the most famous musicians in the galaxy if he remembered correctly. Maybe he would go see it. With Alphard.

Other than the workers, people were sparse, and he did not expect anyone he knew to be there. But to his surprise- and mild bemusement- Lekan and Quin were in the park as well. Quin noticed him, pointing towards Sentinel as she gained Lekan's attention. With no way to hide, it would be rude and suspicious if he attempted to avoid the pair. Nothing to do except approach them, it seemed. Though he could wait until they came to him. Not much of a difference. "Good morning Lekan, Quin," he said as he reached them. bowing. "Again, I thank you for you services yesterday. I do not know what would have happened had you not been near. One step closer to our journey it seems. Have you ever been to Dagojouiise before?"

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Character Portrait: Quin Veta Character Portrait: Lekan Voldaris Character Portrait: Sentinel

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Spending time in the park when it was a lot quieter was, unsurprisingly, a lot more pleasant than the last time. With fewer people around, Lekan was able to take in more detail from a glance. Practically all of them looked like they had experience in combat. Some even had scars. How many of them were veterans of the war? It made the Ondari feel so out of place, being among these people, but it wasn't so bad with Quin. She was another veteran, yes, but she also had faith in him. He didn't want to let her down.

His train of thought was promptly interrupted when Quin began poking him and pointing out someone. That someone turned out to be the synthetic from yesterday, who had noticed them in turn. "Good morning to you too. It's nice that we meet again under more agreeable circumstances," said Lekan. "I haven't been to Dagojouiise before, no, but I do know that it's unbearably hot and... well, I'll just try and keep to the shade." Being an alien that originated from a watery home, he was certainly not looking forward to the hot, arid climate.

"Ah, I almost forgot! You and your Ishkavi friend didn't introduce yourselves," he added. "Speaking of which, where is she?"

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Character Portrait: K2 the space the not so infamous space pirate Character Portrait: Gelon Deskovitch Character Portrait: Quin Veta Character Portrait: Ridley Character Portrait: Alisa Vladimirovna Catria Character Portrait: Lekan Voldaris Character Portrait: Sentinel Character Portrait: Boris Kivorisch Drakov Character Portrait: That Woman

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As K2 walk around the ship, he suddenly bumped into something cold. Big. Heavy.

Thud!

"Hey! Watch where you goin'!", a loud, rude and harsh voice.

In front of K2 is an enormous tower of an elemental man. His body seemingly crafted out of massive shards of ice, with a glowing red orb on his abdomen. His single orange eye glared down at K2, its burning gaze contrasting quite heavily to the rest of his ice-cold body.

As the man of ice stared closely at K2, he suddenly tilted his head. "Wait...."

"...I know you....", he whispered.

He stood back, and dramatically pointed one of his sharp, huge fingers at K2. "...You owe a HELL lotta money to Drakov Industries, don't you?! I saw your face on the wanted posters!", the ice man shouted, quite loudly in the middle of this still-vacant morning ship.


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Boris nodded, and That Woman bowed at Gelon as he walked away. Boris' hologram disappeared, and That Woman lingers her gaze at the one-armed mercenary. After hesitating for a bit, she shouted out, "Stay safe!!", before turning around and leaving herself.

Back at his team house, Gelon can see Vlad exiting out of the front door, holding her helmet under her right arm. As she closed the door, she caught sight of Gelon. "Deskovitch!", Vlad said out loud, slightly surprised.

"...Where the hell were you all night? Me and Ridley was getting worried when you didn't turn up this morning!" Her tone seemed genuine, if slightly annoyed.

She glanced to the side, her gaze slightly weakening. "...I...apologize....for my words last night. I may have been too harsh."


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Quin let out a simple nod when Sentinel addressed her, not being much for words. "Dagojouiise has sand, but no beaches. Unless you count the lava beaches. But most would not.", Quin blurted out.

She then looked away, and whispered to herself while narrowing her eyes, "Terrible vacation destination." Lekan and Sentinel could almost see a dark aura surrounding her. "Good for frying burgers, though.", Quin suddenly said as she looked back at the two.

"Attention, passengers of the Realta Nua, this is your Captain speaking. I'd like to inform you that we have arrived at the Northern Dagojouiise Spaceport. We hope you enjoy your stay here. The ship will remain grounded until 11 PM North Marudasian time tonight.

Also, the Interstellar Rose concert will be starting in 20 minutes, so grab some food and drinks, and enjoy the show. Thank you for flying NRVNSQR Airline, we hope you will have a pleasant day!"

...Already landed. Even Quin seemed surprise. This ship is so advanced, so smooth, so...stable....that they didn't even feel any turbulence on the way down. The artificial sky took their focus away from the very few windows that connect them to the world outside. This is truly a sophisticated ship.

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Character Portrait: Clockwork Character Portrait: Byatis Character Portrait: Quin Veta Character Portrait: Lekan Voldaris Character Portrait: Sentinel Character Portrait: Megahertz Character Portrait: Ciril Ekhart

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As he listened to Quin and Lekan's responses, he thought about Quin's reaction. Why had she seemed to go dark for a second? It was almost as if an...aura...of shadow had momentarily passed over her, obscuring her futures. It may have simply been her changing colors but it could also have been something more. Despite this question, he chuckled at her comment about burgers. "It would certainly would easy to grill them," he answered.

Turning back towards Lekan, he said, "Forgive me for not introducing myself earlier. I go by the name Sentinel, while she goes by Megahertz. As to where she is, she is resting." As the announcement came on, he realized that the concert was in twenty minutes. Maybe Alphard would like to watch it, he thought. Addressing the pair, he stated, "That reminds me, I have business to see to. It has been nice talking to you again. Farewell." With that, he bowed once again and headed back towards the house in which he was staying for the moment. An interesting pairing, an Ondari and a Genesior. Certainly not one he would have expected. Genesiors were natural warriors, and while Ondari certainly were not lacking in combat skills, Lekan didn't seem like the fighting type. Maybe he had done something to acquire her respect or appreciation. Much like he had done with Megahertz.

Remembering the cloak which he had stored in a compartment earlier in the day, he decided to check as to its condition. Releasing a lock, a plate slid open and the piece of fabric popped out. What was left of it. While before the cloak had been able to extend all the way past his feet so as to trail slightly, it was now no longer than the small of his back. Fire must have consumed part of it when the missile hit him during the battle with the Gunsevers. Or maybe his unexpected shutdown had caused some sparks to ignite the piece. Either way, it was now useless. Or was it? The clasp was not damaged, and neither was the hood other than a few singed pieces around the edge. While no longer serving to conceal completely, maybe it could still help when he needed to be discreet about something. Wrapping up the cloth, he restored it to the compartment before arriving back at the house.

Opening the door, he saw that Megahertz was still asleep. To still be there meant she must have been exhausted yesterday. It would have been taxing to almost any biological creature. Wondering whether Byatis, Clockwork, and the Snek were still there after all this time, he crouched once again in front of Megahertz. Reaching out a hand to shake her slightly, he whispered, "Alphard, wake up."

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Character Portrait: K2 the space the not so infamous space pirate Character Portrait: Quin Veta Character Portrait: Ridley Character Portrait: Alisa Vladimirovna Catria Character Portrait: Lekan Voldaris Character Portrait: Sentinel Character Portrait: Megahertz Character Portrait: Roza Kubai

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Vlad listened to Gelon. As he spoke, her eyes quickly turned from sympathetic to cold again. She glared at him as if he was an annoyance. "I didn't realize the mighty Gelon would need babysitters.", Vlad remarked snidely.

She turned around, not bothering to follow Gelon as he checked the rooms. "Don't waste your time with Ridley, he's going to catch up with us later." She did a double take when Gelon mentioned him being officially elected team leader, and shook her head while whispering; "What does Boris see in you..."

She sighed and folded her arms, glaring at Gelon still. "Well, 'team leader', I suggest we stop wasting time and head down to salvage the crashed ship. I was about to go without you, but you are here now, so let's go. Perhaps you can prove to me your effectiveness in this mission."

Vlad walked towards a nearby cylindrical elevator, and used it to head down to Dagojouiise. The trip took about five minutes, and Vlad stayed quiet all the way down, scowling as she stood next to Gelon.

Eventually they reach the surface of the Desert Planet. The elevator hissed open, and Vlad walked out. Around them is the rocky deserts of Dagojouiise. In the distance, great, mighty canyons can be seen. Vulture-like giant birds flew up high, letting out a distinctive cry as they soar through the arid skies. Here and there, patches of cacti were visible in the dry plains, giving a little color to an otherwise brown and drab desert. Vlad looked at Gelon, and shrugged. "Well, 'team leader'. Lead the way."

The deserts of North Dagojouiise are teeming with dangerous beasts that could sting, crush, slice, or stab you to death. Best be careful.

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"....."

A dramatic silence.

Ridley's eye moved slightly to the left and up in his cross-like visor, making it look like he was glaring as the rim of the visor obstructed half of the eye.

"You just made a big mistake.", Ridley whispered as he held back his left hand. A cold wind surrounded his palm, and suddenly, a massive shield, wider than K2 and half his height, was magically formed. Ridley lets out a roar which sounded like grinding ice, before taking a step forward and bashing K2 with his shield.

WHACK!

The sheer force of the hit was enough to send him tumbling through the air and smashing against a wall....before sliding down to the floor.

Ridley proceeded to crack his 'neck', and walked slowly towards K2. He puts an emphasis on every heavy, steady step. It was as if Ridley was an executioner marching to finish K2 off. Before he got too close, Ridley took a long and big step forward, and then another, the second step allowing him to jump high into the air. Above him, Ridley's huge frame casted an equally large shadow on K2...a shadow which became bigger and bigger as he fell, leaning to his left while holding the shield, threatening to elbow drop the poor hungover pirate with his massive shield.


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Thankfully, this ship, being the small city it practically is, has a very handy and to-the-point general store in the marketplace. Titled simply "Charlie's Ornaments" in big, brown, friendly-looking letters, it looked quite inviting. Since it was quite early, Roza did not have to deal with overly long lines.

The owner of the store was a quiet old man, who greeted Roza with a warm smile and a nod as she entered. His store was very tidy and organized. Nearly everything was here - food, medicine, weapons, shrunken heads - anything and everything to prepare an adventurer. An old radio was playing a cheesy old music from a world long gone. It definitely sounded like something the old man would listen to. He waited patiently at the cashier as Roza browsed his goods.


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Quin nodded at Sentinel as he bid them farewell, staying quiet as she watched him leave.

Megahertz stirred a bit as Sentinel shook her, the tentacles on the side of her head wriggling and moving about, before she raised her head and looked at Sentinel in the eye.

"Unnfff...Sentinel...?", she whispered, still rather sleepy. Despite that, she complied, sitting up and yawning, before rubbing her eyes and mumbling, "Mmmm...good morning...". When she isn't yelling, screaming, ranting, or shrieking, she actually sounds rather sweet. And slightly older, but that might be cause she tends to go up several pitches when mad.

She looked up at Sentinel curiously. "What is it...? You're not gonna break down on me again, are you?", she asked with a slightly teasing tone.

She then glanced to the side, and caught sight of K2's Jelly Roger. She rubbed her face with both her hands and groaned, her voice muffled a bit. "Right...I have to fix that pirate's junk....."

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Character Portrait: Quin Veta Character Portrait: Lekan Voldaris Character Portrait: Sentinel

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Lekan looked worried when he saw Quin's expression change. Okay, maybe not her face, but there was certainly something about her that gave him the impression that she was even less thrilled to set foot on Dagojouiise than he was, which was saying something. She seemed to return to normal quickly enough, brushing off her apparent gloominess with a little joke. That, and she also appeared to have a fondness for burgers, Lekan thought to himself.

When Sentinel politely excused himself and departed, Lekan turned back to Quin. "You feeling okay there?" he asked her. "I'd like to go and shop for supplies at the spaceport, but I won't force you to come with me if you don't want to." He looked around. The concert was starting soon, and more people were gathering in the park to watch.

"Come on, let's go grab some burgers and find a seat before they're all taken." The fact that even the Genesior warrior was uneasy about setting foot on the planet looked like an ill omen. Regardless, he considered her as a friend and he wanted to cheer her up, even if he wasn't entirely sure what her stance was regarding concerts.

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Character Portrait: Sentinel Character Portrait: Megahertz

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Sentinel laughed softly before replying with mirth, "No, dear, I promise I'm not going to break down." It sounded strange to him. Yes, he felt affection, there was no doubt about that now. But had he just called her dear? A slip of the tongue. Or maybe he was teasing her. Was he? Shaking his head, he reveled once again in the emotions he could feel.

Picking up the Jolly Roger, he placed it in the compartment alongside the burnt cloak he carried. Something to ask Lekan when there was time. Hopefully it was simple to repair. "Don't worry about K2's gun, I'll deal with it. In fact, forget about it entirely. Don't let it bother you," he spoke. "What I meant to ask was if you would like to go to the Interstellar Rose concert that's starting soon. There isn't an entrance fee and I have never had reason to go to one. If you don't want to go, I'd be fine with that." Her voice was much sweeter now that she was rested. Hopefully they could avoid any situations similar to the ones yesterday.

A nervous feeling overtook him as he though about last night. There was something that she had been about to say right after K2 had left the living room. He wanted desperately to know what it was, but did he have the right to ask her? Surely he did, but what would Alphard think? "I also have another question. It's about last night. After K2 left the room, you were about to say something. What I was wondering was if you could...um, I mean...what did you want to say?" He stayed quiet afterwards, feeling awkward about himself.

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Character Portrait: K2 the space the not so infamous space pirate Character Portrait: Quin Veta Character Portrait: Ridley Character Portrait: Lekan Voldaris Character Portrait: Sentinel Character Portrait: Megahertz

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Quin turned to Lekan and thought his suggestions through. It didn't take her long, though, and she responded with a simple, if rather vague,

"Yes."

Her eyes lit practically lit up when Lekan mentioned 'burgers'. "Yes. Burgers. This time, I'll pay."

Quin must've felt bad about her bad joke last time, as she speedily hovered forward to lead the way, giving Lekan no chance for any objections.

After ordering quite a...heavy...looking quadruple baconburger with double decked cheese, Quin looked up at Lekan. She seemed eager to follow him anywhere he goes now. The burger paid for everything. Everything.

While looking at Lekan, Quin took a bite.

And ate it.

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Ridley scoffed. "HAH! I'LL MAKE YOU A SNOW CONE!" Quickening his pace, Ridley held up his massive shield to defend his one weakspot, and raised his right hand. Cold air rotated around that hand, and he summoned an enormous and very spiky mace, before letting out another roar and swinging it towards K2's chest. The cold, heavy weapon made an audible 'whoosh' as it was swung through the air.


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Megahertz was slightly surprised by Sentinel's joking reply...but seemed very appreciative of it, her lips curling into a smile. She would've been even more surprised had he not been openly chuckling all this time, but all the same....it was still surprising. He was very honest. And Megahertz couldn't help but find that cute. Being an agent for an organization of thieves, she was used to deception and betrayal. Dark S1de may have kind of a noble goal, but they are still thieves, bandits, marauders, and robbers.

Megahertz listened closely to Sentinel. At first, she was grateful she didn't have to worry too much about the gun. And then she became quite embarassed at his offer. Without her realizing, a faint blush had appeared on her face.

"Wh...I...uhhhhhhhh..." Her jaw dropped.

A moment of awkward silence ensued, with her jaw continuing to hang.

"A...Ahahaha..ha!", Megahertz nervously laughed to hide her embarassment. It didn't work. "W-well! Since you asked so nicely, YESSS."

Another awkward silence ensued, when Megahertz realized she might've been too enthusiastic.

"..Oh, I hate words.", Megaherz mumbled, before silently taking Sentinel's hand and leading him out of the door.

They walk out of the living quarters, and head over to the Park. There was still time for the concert to begin, so they did not have to hurry.

Megahertz widened her eyes as she kept walking and listened to Sentinel's hesitant question. She took a time to think about it. Sentinel had been good to her, and she greatly appreciated that. Still...they have only known each other for a whole two days, and in one of those days, he was killing her men and destroying her assets. She couldn't help but be wary....telling him her real name was already a pretty impulsive decision. One that she did not regret, but one that she wondered if she would've done differently.

"Uhm..Don't...worry about it.", Megahertz stated, almost whispered. There's a tinge of guilt to it, and she didn't seem too eager to say anything more. At least for now. Maybe later, when Sentinel had gained more of her (already plentiful) trust.

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Sentinel knew he had messed up as soon as he finished asking that last question. While she may have placed trust in him, she had known him for all of two days, and one of those hadn't exactly been a nice one. Alphard had worked greatly to establish herself in the position she was; all of it was swept away in minutes by K2, Byatis, Clockwork, and he. Thinking back to it, he saw it could have been handled much differently. Was it really necessary to have killed all of those people simply to gain access to the space elevator? Wouldn't Sentinel's party have been granted access if they had offered something of sufficient value to Alphard, money or services? The men she had certainly could have been useful later, and having more allies never hurt. Depression was an emotion he hadn't experienced, but this was certainly feeling like it if his encounters with sadness were any indication.

"Maybe I can find a way to make it up to her," he whispered, too low for anyone to hear except him. "Yes, yes, that's what I'll do. It is only right to make reparations for the damage we caused."

Raising his voice, he apologized: "I'm sorry for asking you that. I had no right to, especially considering what happened when we first encountered each other." Quiet. He didn't know how to speak to someone in a confidential or apologetic manner. There never was a reason to learn. Now it made things difficult for him.

As they arrived at the park, Sentinel gazed around at all the people arrayed before the stage. If he had to guess, he would say that a majority of the ship's occupants were present in the crowd. And some from the planet as well. While puzzling that Interstellar Rose would be on a ship towards Megido, maybe she meant to get off here. Continuing on would be...not strange at all. Adding a galactic music star to the already diverse crowd of adventurers wouldn't seem too strange.

Looking down towards Alphard, he asked, "Where would you like to sit?" Hopefully this could at least be a start in making things better. Sentinel would have to learn how to interact with people better.

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Clockwork lets out an exaggerated gasp when Byatis mentioned never being to a party. "Inconceiveable!", he said, flabbergasted.

Clockwork folded his arms and looked between Byatis and Ciril, taking quite an interest in the conversation.


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Ridley's mace missed K2 as he ducked, smashing the wall behind him and shattering quite a bit of rubble as the mace became stuck in the wall. "!" A frustated Ridley can only watch as....K2 slashed his knees. Unfortunately for K2, Ridley's armor is tough as a battleship, and his sword bounced right off the knee guards without even a scratch. Ridley then witnessed K2 tripping from his hangover, and became quite confused.

'..is this man messing with me?', Ridley thought. He must be. Nobody's this careless. Ridley better not underestimate him. K2 may be smarter than he appears. Ridley wondered if K2 was actually a badass hiding behind a moronic facade. He has eluded Drakov for quite a while, after all. Even so, he knows an opening when he sees it, and Ridley charged forward, his steps heavy and audible. Ridley evaporated his mace, and once he got close to K2, gripped his shield with both hands, lifted it over his head, turned it brittle and cracked with his cryomancy, and smashed it with full power on K2's chest, breaking it apart and sending ice shrapnels flying everywhere around them.

Not done yet, Ridley grabbed K2's chest with his right hand, and lifted him up, staring at him in the eye. "HAVE AN ICE DAY", before headbutting the pirate.

Ridley couldn't believe he just said that. He hated ice puns, and thus felt like a hypocrite. He shook his head at this thought. He slowly remembered when he actually enjoyed ice puns...when he was younger, hanging out with his friends in Nebulon. All the ice puns were just one of many in-jokes amongst bros. Until one day, he and his friends watched an old,vintage movie from a world long gone. A movie with so many ice puns, it made Ridley blush. He remembered being hurled pun after pun after pun after pun, until he eventually got tired, and grew an aversion of it. Ridley can't seem to remember the name of that movie. Perhaps it's for the best. He remembered being a big fan of one of the actors, though.

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Megahertz became worried when Sentinel went quiet after her refusal to answer his question. And she was visibly flustered when Sentinel apologized. "Y-you idiot! Don't look so guilty! I'll feel bad! I mean...." She realized that her words would only made things worse, so she stopped mid-sentence and simply sighed.

She was quite thankful when Sentinel changed the subject, and smiled at his question. "Here, follow me!", Gripping his hand tight, she led him to a pair of chairs on the leftest edge of the third row. She sat down on her chair, and looked up at him with a smile. "You're a big guy, so you should sit on the edge, where you wouldn't be cramped by so many people, yeah?"

She looked at the stage, quite eagerly. She had listened to the Interstellar Rose's music for a while, though she was never a particularly big fan of the pop-style. She preferred something heavier, something more intense. It always felt more down-to-earth to her. Even so, there was a sweet sincerity in Deunan's lyrics which she quite enjoyed.

"Say.....Sentinel. You said you never had a reason to go to a concert before....", Megahertz began to ask. At the very least, she seemed less hesitant to talk with him on more casual subjects. "....But...have you ever actually listened to music before...and if so, what kind of music do you enjoy, if any?"


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Quin glanced at Lekan as he leaned against her.

"...."

She did not seem to mind, though. She found his way of eating rather cute, the way he broke apart the burgers into smaller pieces for his beak to swallow.

Eventually, the many spotlights above the stage switched on. Like a kaleidoscope, each of them emitted different colors, creating a rainbow like effect as they move around in a coordinated, planned, yet dynamic manner. Red, green, blue, violet, yellow, eventually converging into a single white spot in the center.

The audience cheered as the show was starting. Most of them are males, though there are females here and there. Humans, Beastmen, and other alien groups alike show their excitement, waving their arms and whistling. Heeding their calls, the pink-clad, pink-haired, rose-clad superstar emerge from the backstage, holding a stainless steel microphone with her right hand.

"BONJOUR, PASSENGERS OF THE REALTA NUA!", Deunan's youthful, confident voice spread through the crowd. She looked around the audience, and winked while waving with her left hand. She has quite a confident posture. She may be young, but she was quite charismatic. The way she walked, the way she stood, the way she gazed at her crowd. She carried herself with a certain sureness; confident, but not arrogant. Young, but not immature.

"ARE YOU READY FOR ME?!", Deunan asked out loud, before pointing the mic towards the audience.

"YES!!!!!!!!", the audience bellowed out enthusiastically, nigh-universally.

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Walking over to the edge of the sea of chairs, Sentinel sat down next to Megahertz. Had apologizing been the best thing to do? Maybe it would have been better to stay quiet, but there was no changing that now. At least she seemed happier now that the show was starting. Turning his thoughts back towards the stage, he lay anticipating. What would it be like? When Megahertz asked her question, it was not the query in itself that stunned him, but the answer that he came up with. Yes, he had never been to a concert, but many people went their entire lives without attending one. But he had never listened to music itself. Not once had he simply played a song to enjoy it, to bring out some emotional response- nothing.

"Hmm. No, I haven't. Not once in my existence have I simply stopped to listen. In fact, music didn't interest me. While it is impossible to not have heard it before, I personally didn't participate." he answered. Thinking back, he found that he had heard music many times, but the memories were fuzzy. It was like reaching out to grab a paper on the wind; it was right there but you couldn't quite grab it.

About to say something, he knew his voice would be drowned out as soon as Interstellar Rose stepped onto the stage. He was right. Cheers shook the park, the sheer volume of voices causing vibrations. She was certainly an interesting figure. Some would call it eccentric. Her hair was a vibrant pink, matching the red, white, and softer pink tones of her clothing. Roses were arrayed on her clothing, giving her her name. The way she played the crowd was effective, using their own enthusiasm to raise even more. An interesting individual.

Deciding he would forget about the analytical part of life, Sentinel sat back to watch and listen to, perhaps even to enjoy, the concert. Even if it did turn out less than what he expected, at least Alphard seemed happy.

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Megahertz raised an eyebrow in surprise at Sentinel's claim. "Never got into music, huh...", she then smiled and made a mental note to share Sentinel some of her favorite music after this is all over with. He told her that he wanted to live....and living is certainly something a girl like Megahertz knew a thing or two about.

Deunan wasted no time in giving the audience what they came for. The background music began playing. The tune may be quite familiar to some, especially those with a love for ancient, retro music from a world long gone.

"This one's a classic.", Deunan spoke into the mic, before pointing at the audience. "Everyone needs a hero, right?" pumping a fist. "So let us all be HOLDING OUT FOR A HERO!"

The audience erupted into excitement, their hands in the air. Quite a few of them have stood up from their chairs, and waved their arms left and right following the beat.

"Where have all the good men gone, and where are all the gods?

"Where's the street wise Hercules, to fight the rising odds?"


Deunan has..quite the vocal range. Fitting the song's powerful, yet steady beat is her mature, bold voice. She moved passionately through the stage, and it was not hard to see why so many people would get into the song. There is sincerity and spirit in her eyes....sincerity and spirit that was quite alluring and exciting.

Megahertz bobbed her head to the beat, while her hands remain on her lap. Quin, not too far away, remained static while supporting the leaning Lekan.

"Through the wind, and the chill, and the rain,

And the storm, and the FLOOD!"


The many spotlights above move around Deunan, changing their colors periodically. What normally would look random and messy synchronized perfectly with the dancing and singing Deunan.


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Nearby, Mosa, James, Preston, and Colt were also seated. Mosa insisted that they all come here, since they (apparently) had nothing better to do. Also, Mosa promised to treat them later that afternoon if they went with him. He was getting quite into it. Waving his enormous arms around alongside the crowd.

As the song boomed, Mosa turned towards his companions, and grinned. "THIS IS FUN, YES?" His voice, though slightly drowned by the cheering crowd and the boldly singing Deunan, was still quite audible to his friends next to him.

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Ridley stared down at K2, and saw how hard he seemed to be trying to hold back his tears. He proceeded to hesitate, glancing around as the snowflakes from his broken shield fall around them.

".......Man I feel like a bully.", Ridley whispered with a hint of remorse. Ridley may be an asshole, but he was an asshole with principles. And he hates it when he ruins someone's day. Unless that someone is Gelon.

The music continued playing not too far away from them. Loud enough to be audible, but not enough to be intelligible. Ridley crouched down in front of K2, and said with a slightly irritated tone, which he used to mask his remorse, "Look, sorry I ruined yer day. I was just in a bad mood. Why don't..why don't you pay Drakov later, so we can just go and enjoy some music and dancing?"

Ridley paused.

"I need a hero! I'm holding out for a hero till the end of the night!"

"It's free.", he shrugged.

He then offered K2 his hand. His huge, icy, clawed hand. Even without a face, you can tell that he was feeling genuinely guilty, from the way he averted his gaze from K2.


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Clockwork nodded at Ciril when he mentioned being 'assigned' to his group. He still felt rather suspicious about Ciril finding their home so quickly (Especially since they signed in under Megahertz and Dark S1de's tickets), but he felt like poor K2 could use another friend.

He then turned to Byatis, caught off guard by the genuine and mellow side the giant serpentine hunter was displaying. He seemed so sincere, it was completely unlike the cackling predator he fought back to back with in the libraries. Still, he remained quiet and folded his arms, listening as the two finish their conversation.

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Sentinel sat enthralled by Deunan's singing. While he may not be experienced enough to judge music for its artistry itself, he knew that Deunan had something special. Her voice had a deep range to it, able to conform quickly and easily to the tone of the moment. But it wasn't just the tone, for many people can have a wide range of voice yet not be able to sing. No, it was the control she exerted over her voice, the passion she put into it and the way it worked into the song. An amazing showman and an amazing singer.

He leaned forward, resting his forearms on his legs. So this is why people enjoyed music so much. It might simply have been part of his new coding causing the reaction or an imagination, but the amazement was real. Music. Something that could be used to help express emotion in ways that simple words couldn't, adding an overtone to phrases that gave them added meaning. The same phrase, used with different backing, could convey different meanings. What a wonder.

Suddenly, Sentinel had a thought. He wanted to find a way to make reparations towards Alphard, both for the library and today. Maybe this was how he could do it. Songs had been used since time immemorial to express rage, love, contempt, sadness, forgiveness. There had to be something for healing. Question was, how would he do it? Playing a song was simple in its own right, as was singing it. But only those that could attain mastery over every facet of the piece, imbue each part with emotion to fit the tone. Chances were slim, but he had an idea. Even if it didn't work, he could still continue to learn music anyway. He just had to find an instrument. While Sentinel could play music from his speakers, there was something more personal about using an instrument itself.

Keeping a partial mind on the song, he hooked in once again to the ship's systems. Browsing through the array of stores, he found a few that might cater to his needs. Maybe not him specifically, but that could be worked out when it came to it. Scanning the available items, he decided on something not too expensive yet of good quality. That's what he would play. Yes. That was it. Contentment flowed through him as he turned his attention back towards the music, taking enjoyment from it and Alphard's presence.

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Tapping Alphard's shoulder gently, he waited until she had turned around to face him. "Thank you for coming with me," he said sincerely. Alphard was the first person to actually have befriended Sentinel. There had been times when he allied with others to meet a certain end, and sometimes those alliances turned into acquaintances, but never more than that. "So far, the concert is amazing on its own, but it wouldn't have been the same without the companionship. You'll have to show me more music later, I find it..fun.

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Quin remained quiet after Lekan asked his question, as always. Slowly, she turned to Lekan, and replied, in a completely deadpan manner, "I shall bring myself sexual pleasure later, while thinking of this moment with great respect."

A pause.

A long pause.

Then, out of nowhere, Quin used one of the mandibles from each claw to push at corners of her mouth, creating a.... 'smile'. It was oddly cute, in a way.

.....So...apparently that was a yes.

As the concert ended, and the crowd erupted into applause, with Deunan victoriously striking a pose of salutation on stage. All the spotlights above focus on her, as she basked in the glory.

Megahertz turned to Sentinel as he got her attention. She can't help but blush at his words. "Wh...Well, I..." Of course, she had a face to save, damn it, so she looked away, turned her nose up, and smirked with her eyes closed. "Of course! Y-you should know that they call MEGAhertz for a damn good reason! A-ahahah! Hahahhaha!"

"Thank you everyone! Thank you thank you thank you thank you!!", Deunan said happily while waving at her dissipating crowd.

Quin looked at Lekan, staying silent and awaiting his lead.

Megahertz stood up and stretched her arms, before looking at her knightly companion. "So! What's next?"


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Ridley pulled back his hand, and folded his arms. "Hmmph! Fine. Your loss." Ridley simply watched as K2 walked away. As K2 disappeared into the distance, Ridley glanced around, shocked. He wondered why he let K2 go. Sure, he's only with Drakov for the money, and had no strong loyalty to them whatsoever, but there was..something else. Perhaps he saw a little bit of himself in K2.

Then again, perhaps Ridley was too lazy and apathetic to think about it more, and so he started walking towards the concert area....

....When his phone suddenly rang. Ridley groaned, and picked it up lazily. "Yo."

"Ridley. This is Vlad. Gelon is with me, and we are being chased by a lunatic. Get your ass by the ship's southern entrance, and get ready to back us up."

Ridley groaned and sagged his shoulders slightly. "Fine. I'm heading there."

Looks like he would have to miss out on this concert.


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Clockwork followed Ciril out of the room, and saw K2 as his hungover pirate buddy entered, and he waved. "Yooo! K2!" He was about to say more, but he was surprised - and amused - that the poor pirate didn't remember Ciril. He turned to Ciril, and was relieved when the snek did not take any offense to K2's.....K2-ness.

Clockwork folded his arms, and looked at K2 from head to toe. "Khe khe khe..Captain, what the hell happened to you? I know you're hungover, but..well..."

Clockwork couldn't even finish his sentence.

"I'lllllll get you a glass of water.", Clockwork stated, before tip toeing away.

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Sentinel laughed at Megahertz's response, deep yet light. She acted so funny at times. Looking around, he saw that some stayed there, hoping to catch a glance of Deunan, while many others ambled away now that the show was done. Megahertz's question was a good one. What was there to do now? The rest of the day was open as the ship wouldn't be leaving until the cargo had been installed. I could go and see about my other idea, he thought, then shook that away. Maybe later, but not right now. He didn't want to give any hint away.

Starting up slowly as Megahertz stretched, he looked around the ship, at least what was visible to him. There was certainly a variety of things to do, but which one to do first. An idea came and he turned back towards her. "Tell me, would you like to try and meet a galactic music star?" he said, a hint of excitement and mischief in his voice. There were probably already dozens, if not hundreds, trying to meet Deunan personally, but he believed in his chances.

Gazing around, he spotted Lekan and Quin standing in another section of the seating, deciding where to go just as Megahertz and he were doing at that moment. Pointing them out to Megahertz, he queried, "Ah, there are Quin and Lekan, the two that helped us yesterday. Do you think they would be interested?"

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Quin's reply most certainly threw Lekan for a loop. "I didn't mean that kind of enjoyment, cleverbeak," he replied wryly. He could only assume that she was being sarcastic, a suspicion presumably confirmed not much later when Quin made a "smile" by poking up the corners of her mouth with the mandibles on those arm cannons. Despite being a non-humanoid, Lekan found the gesture strangely adorable. It also seemed to say to him that, even though she wasn't smiling on the outside, it didn't mean that she wasn't smiling within.

When the concert had finally come to an end and the audience started to leave, the Ondari was aware that Quin was waiting for him to do something, and it made him feel a little self-conscious. He noticed that, rather than leave the stage immediately, the Interstellar Rose lingered about for a bit. Hey, it wasn't every day you got to meet a galactic celebrity. As he moved in the direction of the stage, he spotted Sentinel and Megahertz elsewhere in the stands, much easier to see now that most of the crowd had left. Pointing them out to Quin, Lekan waved to them. If they wanted to talk, then it could surely wait a few minutes.

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Megahertz turned to Sentinel as he asked his question. "Hmmmmmmmmm~", she murmured, and stroke her chin. She found the excitement in Sentinel's voice quite..adorable, and replied in a flirting tone, "I don't know...would you?". She seemed to greatly approve whenever Sentinel showed a hint of emotion, and though there was a certain....devilishness to her smile, there was no doubt that she was happy.

Megahertz looked at where Sentinel pointed. And suddenly widened her eyes in remembrance. "Wait! Lekan!! Ahhh! I forgot, we still need to fix that pirate's junk!", Megahertz's manic tone returned almost immediately.

Quin gazed at Sentinel and Megahertz while hovering. Almost instantly, she hovered towards the odd couple, easily floating over the many chairs. She stopped in front of the two, and with an unemotive face, she asked, bluntly, "How was your date?"

Megahertz, as usual stammered and shook her head, before folding her arms and pouting. "Y-you nosy bug! How was YOUR date?!".

Quin's expression did not change, as she replied calmly and directly, "There was no date. Me and Lekan are just friends. GEHENNA is the one I will marry."

Quin's statement was so....bizzarre and alien, that Megahertz was left speechless, with her jaw hanging open.


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"........"

Clockwork was rather....amazed....at K2's complete lack of subtlety. She glanced at Ciril with disbelief, before shrugging and chuckling. He decided to play along for now with his hungover captain. "Alrighty. Let's go!" By the volume of that voice, it was obvious that he directed those words at both K2 and Ciril.

Clockwork nodded at Ciril's words while folding his arms and looking around the neighborhood. A synthetic, a snek, and a sailor. Quite the unique trio, if he could think so himself.

Eventually, they arrive at the park, and saw the stage hands already packing up. Some of the crowd had already left, while quite a few were circling a smiling and laughing pink-haired girl, who seemed to be giving out photographs and high fives.

"Bummer, looks like we're late.", Clockwork murmured, though as usual, it didn't sound like he regretted it too much, if at all. Looking around, he decided to make a bad joke.

"Hey guys, what do they call a rat that eats pies?"

Clockwork didn't wait long before he surrendered the answer to his horrendous joke; "A pie-rat! KHEKHEKHEKHEKHEKHEKHEKHEKHE!!", his whole body seemed to rattle as he let out his odd laugh, the head in particular looking like a bobblehead.

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(god damnit I apologize...)

The buzz finally wore off, and Keeton had gotten through the worst of his headaches. He was aware of his surroundings and made sure of it. Unfortunately he had not planned that Ciril was the one to bug the house, but was not completely shocked to find he was waiting for them outside of the unit. Hopefully he would not be a threat.

The group moved over to where the concert was held, and there they found the lovebirds followed by a floating squid and bug lady. Clockwork makes a terrible pirate pun, but Keeton gives a pity laugh because he feels even in his state of sobriety, that he loves the machine known as Clockwork as a brother. Despite him being made out of metal. Sentinel however has caught the eye of Keeton for the first time and he was starting to second guess his affiliation with the war machine.

"Hey! Times up, I need my gun." Keeton for once sounds very serious and complacent about his order. He also seems very distracted as only his mechanical "pupil" moves from right to left across the small LED screen placed in his eye socket. "Seriously Mega i need the freaking gu-"

Out of the corner of his human eye, Keeton spies a figure like he had never seen before. The pink haired woman, dressed in the most adorable outfit. Her gentle personality, her sweet expression, and her ravishing Blue eyes was all it took for our dear captain. He had to meet her, but now was not the time. After a good 4 second stare, Keeton looked back to Mega "Shit he is already on Dagojouiise, we have to go." Keeton finally says nodding to Ciril.

"Can you get us a shuttle to the surface?" He asks the Snek.

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As Megahertz began panicking about K2's gun once again, he crouched down. "As I said earlier, don't worry yourself over K2's gun. Let me take care of that. It'll be fine," he said, attempting to soother her. She was quite apprehensive about it, that he could tell. Most likely because of what had happened yesterday. K2 may have apologized to her, but he had nevertheless made a death threat of sorts. "Just let me talk to him if he asks about it."

Extending back to a standing position, he saw Quin floating over to them in a nonchalant manner. It seemed maybe they were interested in talking. He did not at all expect her next statement. As soon as the words left Quin's mouth, he backed up a step out of shock, quite confounded and slightly embarrassed. Was that what it seemed like to others? Had it really looked like a date? Or was he just trying to hide that fact from himself. Maybe it had been one after all. He laughed at the absurdity of it all.

Just as strange was Quin's statement about marrying GEHENNA. So that was why she was going to Megido. If he remembered correctly, Genesiors were usually married by the time they got to Quin's age. That made her an outlier. What even was GEHENNA? If Quin did somehow manage to marry...it, then he felt a bemused pity towards the thing. Sentinel certainly knew who would control the marriage.

Spying K2, Clockwork, and Ciril out of the corner of his eye, he turned to face the party. It seemed that he would have to deal with K2's gun earlier than he had expected. Waiting as they approached, he thinks about what to do. He could ask Lekan if it would be possible to repair it on the spot, but that might not be possible. Taking it to the repair facilities probably wouldn't appeal to K2 greatly as he seemed hurried already. It seemed there was no other way to go about it.

"K2, we do not have your gun fixed as of yet but will do so as soon as possible. As you are in a hurry and in need of a weapon, I offer you the services of one of my particle cannons," Sentinel declared. Unclipping one of the cannons from his leg, he held the weapon out towards K2 in an offering position.

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Character Portrait: Clockwork Character Portrait: Deunan Knight Character Portrait: K2 the space the not so infamous space pirate Character Portrait: Quin Veta Character Portrait: Lekan Voldaris Character Portrait: Sentinel Character Portrait: Megahertz Character Portrait: Ciril Ekhart Character Portrait: 'Super Duper' Cubey

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Cubey was lost. Well, that wasn't entirely true. Cubey knew he was on a really big ship. Super big. Maybe even bigger than his house. No, Cubey was sure, this place was bigger than his house, maybe more than Neopolis even. It was called the Realta Nue, that much he knew, and it had lots of people from Neopolis like him too. The problem with that was, despite there being tons of cool shops, a park, and lots of other cool stuff Cubey hadn't seen a lot of before or completely new things, the so called 'Super Duper' one couldn't really figure out the maps they left up around the place for visitors. It truly was mind-boggling for the child-minded mutant.

He peered around the place he managed to wander into now, eyeing up his surroundings of the park in wonderment as he sucked on the straw to a carton of orange juice, branded with some kind of superhero mascot it seemed. It looked like managed to end up back in the park again, with it's lush vibrant surroundings of tons of beautiful and not so beautiful green life and wide open space, seeming a little meek due to being in an ship as large as this was very new to him, especially from having lived in that facility for so long. It was a lot to take in for a 7 year old boy. Well, a heavily mutated fur beastman that was convinced he was 7 with gravity manipulation powers and sensory antennae, anyway. Among the large number of folks he noticed a small group of very varied individuals seeming to having all sorts of discussion, which Cubey bet they were all super best buddies. He suddenly felt a little lonely, wishing he had brought one of his carers or some of his toys to keep him company when he left home. He decided to stare at them for a little while looking at each of their faces, hiding ineffectively behind a skinny palm tree.

One was a purple robot-looking man with multiple red eyes, that seemed to have no smell on him as far as Cubey could tell. He looked like one of the robots from Rainbow Rangers, and made him laugh when he told a joke, murmuring under his breath the word 'pie-rats' with a grin as he watched the synthetic rattle about.
The second one, who just laughed along with the purple synthetic's joke too, was a human dressed much like a pirate, with a cybernetic implant over one eye and smelled really bad of some special drink that Cubey remembered one of the carers drinking before. Maybe it was rum. Pirates like drinking rum didn't they. Cubey wasn't sure if he should of been worried or not, as the pirate man started demanding his weapon back to a pretty girl dressed with a skirt an tie and had weird glowing blue eyes and tentacle things in her long black hair, that smelled weird, like she was two people than just one human. He just hoped the pirate wasn't a meanie one and would hurt him and people, Cubey didn't know how to get to Megido, and this ship was his best bet, the reason why he did his best to sneak on-board. Whether he was actually spotted by anyone then he didn't know.
What he did know was that another robot guy, this one looking more like some solider in black armor, who also didn't smell of anything, had just offered the pirate man one of his cannons, which made Cubey worried if they were all bad guys.
He looked at the others present carefully to see if they were meanies, which included a blue squid-thing that didn't smell as fishy as Cubey thought, which he was almost as surprised as when the big bug lady with her smaller bug friend didn't smell gross either. The cyborg snek wearing sunglasses however smelled much like expected, of reptilian skin and metal parts.

Cubey then knocked aside his interest in the strangers quickly however when he noticed some pretty girl with pink hair and a rather fancy outfit crowded around by quite a few people in front of a stage. It didn't take him very long to realize she was none other than Deunan Knight, intergalactic pop sensation! Not to mention the singer for one of the opening themes of his favorite TV show ever, Rainbow Rangers. He was struck in awe and amazement for a few moments, ceasing from drinking his juice box to leave his jaw hang open in shock. He then shook himself out of the trance before scrambling over to the crowd to her too, shoving the juice box in his pocket, excited and ecstatic he now had the chance to meet such a celebrity. When he got to the surrounding fans, trying his best to push and shove between them, calling out to Deunan; "Hey! Hello! Hi! Hiya! It's really Deunan Knight! Wow, this is so cool! You did the song for Rainbow Rangers! It's my most fave show ever!Your awesome and sing really, really, really good and ummmm, you look pretty!"
With the last comment Cubey blushed a bit, embarrassed at shouting out the compliments, before realizing he didn't have a paper for an autograph with frown, acting disheartened before brightening back up as he began remembering the juice carton.
"Ummmm would you sign my Rainbow Ranger juice box?" he asked as he pulled said juice box out of his pocket, waving it about in the air before accidentally pouring it's contents on his own head. The boxy beastman mutant froze up for a few moments in the middle of the crowd as he realized what happened and that he just embarrassed himself in front of a famous person. He then took what was the only logical solution in his mind. He began to cry.

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Character Portrait: Clockwork Character Portrait: Deunan Knight Character Portrait: K2 the space the not so infamous space pirate Character Portrait: Quin Veta Character Portrait: Lekan Voldaris Character Portrait: Sentinel Character Portrait: Megahertz Character Portrait: Ciril Ekhart

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At first Lekan thought that Quin's statement about GEHENNA was just another joke, but her lack of anything to denote her attempt at humour made him realise that she really was serious about marrying the thing. The Ondari looked almost as astonished as Megahertz as he made a mental note to ask Quin later why she wanted to do such a thing.

Just then he saw a whole host of assorted individuals approach them. Or, more accurately, Sentinel and Megahertz. This new group seemed to be led by a human with a cybernetic eye, who was complaining about a gun. Listening to Sentinel, Lekan saw an opportunity and piped up right on cue.

"That wouldn't be necessary, Sentinel," he said, amused at the thought of the human trying to lift what looked like a rather heavy particle cannon. "If you would be so kind as to let me take a look, I should have enough raw materials to repair it." When the gun had been passed over to Lekan, he turned it over and over in his main arms, seemingly only relying on his sense of touch. "Let's see... energy-based sidearm, shouldn't be too difficult," he thought out loud. "Some other bits rattling round inside it, not too sure what those are for." The ends of his arms pressed against the more ruined parts of the weapon, emitting a faint blue glow as the nano-fabricators repaired the damage. Since the object was relatively small compared to a combat synthetic, there was no need to take it apart to repair the internals. At least, the parts Lekan was familiar with. After a short while, the firearm had been restored to working condition and he handed it back to Sentinel.

"The capacitors had been fried, so I had to reassemble those from scratch," he explained. "It'll fire, but that's about it. There was some non-standard tech in there that I didn't want to go messing about with in case I ended up making it worse. I'm a technician, not a gunsmith." He decided to linger for a bit in case they decided to pay him, although Lekan really wanted to go and meet the Interstellar Rose. Hopefully she wasn't in too much of a hurry...

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Character Portrait: Clockwork Character Portrait: Deunan Knight Character Portrait: K2 the space the not so infamous space pirate Character Portrait: Quin Veta Character Portrait: Lekan Voldaris Character Portrait: Sentinel Character Portrait: Megahertz Character Portrait: Ciril Ekhart

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Sentinel watched as Lekan took Jolly Roger from him and began tinkering with the weapon. None of what Lekan was doing made any sense to Sentinel, but then he hadn't been made to perform the duties of a technician or weapon-smith, nor had he taken an interest in the craft. Keeping an eye trained on the pirate, he stayed ready in case the man went ballistic again.

Lekan finished and handed the gun to Sentinel. Bowing shortly to the Ondari, he said, "Once again, I thank you for your assistance Lekan. You have been truly helpful to us." Hooking the particle cannon back to his leg, he offered the now repaired gun to K2, grip extended in his direction.

"I believe this belongs to you," he uttered. As K2 took the weapon, he let his arm fall back down to his side and opened another compartment in his armor, one that he hadn't used often as a synthetic. Pulling out a credit chip filled with cash Sentinel had procured over his lifetime, give or take the times he had bought or returned stuff, it was probably enough to pay for the repairs. There was another chip inside, but he had something planned for that money.

"Not much is on the card, but hopefully it is enough to pay for the services you have provided us. I pray it is satisfactory, he announced, extending the chip towards Lekan. If it wasn't enough, then Megahertz should be able to supply the extra money, but it felt good to do something for once.

Facing Megahertz once again, he said cheerfully, "And as to your earlier question, yes. You still up for trying to meet Interstellar Rose?"

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Character Portrait: Clockwork Character Portrait: Deunan Knight Character Portrait: K2 the space the not so infamous space pirate Character Portrait: Quin Veta Character Portrait: Lekan Voldaris Character Portrait: Sentinel Character Portrait: Megahertz Character Portrait: Ciril Ekhart Character Portrait: 'Super Duper' Cubey

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Clocwork followed K2 loyally while folding his arms, waving a bit at Sentinel and co. upon seeing them.

Megahertz turned to Sentinel and lightly kicked him in the shin. "H-hey, not funny!", she shouted in her usual embarassed tone. She was such a petite and tiny woman, that someone like Sentinel would barely feel it.

Quin was pleased by their reactions.

Seeing K2 and his two accomplices approach, Megahertz became silent...there was a tinge of fear in her eyes. A fear that subsided as Lekan and Sentinel both did their part in finally fixing K2's gun. "Y..you guys...", Megahertz lets out a simple, touched whisper. She did not understand. They had nothing to gain from helping her. Why are they doing this? Having lived most her life as an Ishkavi Corpse Walker and a Dark S1de agent, Megahertz did not believe in altruism. She wanted to live, so she took this body. She wanted to survive, so she gave out the tickets to the foursome assaulting her library. Everything in life has a price tag. Even Dark S1de thieves who steal from the rich and give to the poor did so to make themselves feel better, and so that they could feel superior compared to the selfish misers in the upper city. So why were they trying so hard to help her? What a waste of valuable resources. Megahertz frowned without realizing, as she reflected on this.

"Eh?", Megahertz was snapped out of her deep thought by Sentinel's question, and with an unsure smile, she replied, "Ah..ahaha....sure..."

Clockwork turned to his left as he heard a....cry? He noticed a small crowd of fans gathering around Deunan Knight and the strangest Beastman he has ever seen. Strange, but adorable.

"W...whoa.", was Clock's only comment.


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"Ahahaha, yes, yes!", Deunan smiled and smiled as she mingled with her crowd of fans. This was one of her favorite parts of showbusiness: meeting the fans. Unlike the paparazzi who just wanted dirt on you, or the managers who would nag you over and over again about some trivial matter or another, the fans were genuine. Honest. She can feel the love in their hearts, and she only hoped that they can feel her love in theirs.

As the crowd of fans were pushed aside by Cubey, he quite quickly attracted the attention of Deunan herself. She looked at him with a smile while placing her hands on her thighs and lowering her back slightly to get a better look. Her eyes and smile widened in excitement when Cubey mentioned the Rainbow Rangers. Recruiting the theme song was a joyous experience for her, so much so, that she had the lyrics of the theme song memorized in her head. Cubey's supreme cuteness instantly won her over. "Ahahahhahahhahaha!", Deunan cheerfully laughed out loud, and patted Cubey in the head. "Cubey, I am awesome only because you are awesome!!"

She was more than happy to sign Cubey's juice box, but as she tried to do so, she watched as the poor Beastman poured the juice all over himself. A moment of awkward silence ensued, and some members of the crowd began to laugh as Cubey cried, until Deunan's glare silenced them, one by one.

Deunan then crouched down and got closer to Cubey, looking him in the eye with her own beautiful and soothing green gaze. Clear and calm, like an emerald sea.

"Hey now, Cubey....why don't you and I sing the Rainbow Rangers theme, together?", she asked softly.

She then looked around at the crowd, and said energetically, "Wait! How about ALL of us sing the Rainbow Rangers theme??"

"YEAH!!", Most of the crowd shouted out in agreement. Deunan looked back, and pointed at a stage hand who was in the middle of taking away one of the speaker. "Music, please~!" The stage hand blinked twice, before putting down the speaker and turning it up, hoping he will get paid overtime for this.

The brave, bold, synthpop music began playing. A futuristic and heroic song, which fits the Rainbow Rangers like a colorful glove.

"Hanate! Kokoro kizanda yume o mirai sae okizari ni shite, (Release the dream engraved in your heart! Leave even the future behind,)
genkai nado shiranai imi nai (I know no limits; theyโ€™re meaningless!))
kono chikara ga, hikari chirasu sono saki ni haruka na omoi o! (This power scatters out those feelings that are so far from how they used to be.)"


Unlike her previous song, Deunan used a lighter, more high pitched and youthful voice. Her dancing also fits this voice, appropriately chirpy and full of bird-like moves, as she hopped, stepped, and jumped around the park. Obviously, she did not practice this particular dance before, as her moves were a bit more random and spontaneous, but this only added to her charm. The crowd surrounding her struggled to dance with her, but it was a happy kind of struggle. Deunan looked at Cubey with a wide-eyed, encouraging smile, trying as best as she could to not make him feel so embarassed anymore. She looked at him not as an adult and a child, or even as an idol and a fan, but rather as two decent people.

Quickly, some of the crowd that dissipated turned around and rushed back to the park upon hearing their idol's song.

"Sparkling!
The shiny lights awaken true desire.
Only my RAILGUN can shoot it, kanarazu (without fail!)
tsuranuiteku tomadou koto naku (I go through; Iโ€™m not lost.)
kizutsuit mo.... hashiritsuzukeru!" (Even if Iโ€™m hurt, I keep on running!)"

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Character Portrait: Clockwork Character Portrait: Deunan Knight Character Portrait: K2 the space the not so infamous space pirate Character Portrait: Sentinel Character Portrait: Ciril Ekhart

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Ciril nods and smiles with a touch of actual enthusiasm. "Sure can. Who are we going after now?" he asked, dropping some of his formality to better fit in with..well..the misfits. It was an odd question to ask for someone who seemed to know more than he let on, but he had his reasons. His four eyes scanned the scene of the famous popstar, a small child, and now Sentinel discussing weaponry with K2. "I'll just be a moment... try not to get into another fight while we wait." He says, smiling a bit bemused, drawing up his data pad and scanning through available shuttles and possible favors he'd have to call in to get one.

The setting changes from f-s-s-realta-nua to Stratevaria Galaxy

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Character Portrait: Clockwork Character Portrait: Deunan Knight Character Portrait: K2 the space the not so infamous space pirate Character Portrait: Quin Veta Character Portrait: Lekan Voldaris Character Portrait: Sentinel Character Portrait: Megahertz Character Portrait: Ciril Ekhart Character Portrait: 'Super Duper' Cubey

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The setting changes from stratevaria-galaxy to F.S.S. Realta Nua

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Character Portrait: Clockwork Character Portrait: Deunan Knight Character Portrait: K2 the space the not so infamous space pirate Character Portrait: Quin Veta Character Portrait: Lekan Voldaris Character Portrait: Sentinel Character Portrait: Megahertz Character Portrait: Ciril Ekhart Character Portrait: 'Super Duper' Cubey

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(Sincerely apologize again, I'm so spacey after writing all these essays)

"Thanks big guy but I don't think i can-" Keeton watches as Lekan grabs the gun and starts to repair it using his tentacle, eying him suspiciously. The "Jolly Rojer" as the captain had named it, was a plunder from a Darkov facility. This was the very reason Keeton has such a large price on his head.

Keeton takes the gun back from the squid, had he seen what lay inside? There was a reason the gun looked the way it did, disguise, and for a very good purpose. He needed to repair it as soon as possible, but did not have the parts necessary to conduct a repair of that caliber.

"We will see you two love birds later!" he says eying down the squid. He was a high risk threat, and Keeton couldn't have that, not now, not on a ship belonging to Darkov. Keeton walks to where Clockwork and Ciril are looking at the transportation module.

"I'm gonna be frank with you guys, we are after Byatis. I woke up with a sloppy message written by myself saying to keep an eye on him, and thats exactly what I did." Keeton flips the screen on his right mechanical eye to an exact location of the eldritch rouge. "I think we all can agree Byatis is one hell of a shifty character, but what exactly is he doing on the surface of Dagojouiise? Thats what we are here to find out. Ciril as far as I know, you are a Darkov spy, but honestly man I'm putting my trust in you." Keeton looks into one of Ciril's set of eyes trying to get a read on the guy but finding nothing.

"So without further ado, I think it's time we get off this embarrassment of a ship. Also, Hover bikes are kick ass!" he throws his hand up for a high five with clocky.

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Character Portrait: Deunan Knight Character Portrait: K2 the space the not so infamous space pirate Character Portrait: Quin Veta Character Portrait: Lekan Voldaris Character Portrait: Sentinel Character Portrait: Megahertz Character Portrait: 'Super Duper' Cubey

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Lekan graciously accepted the payment Sentinel offered. It seemed almost a little much for a pistol, but he decided against taking issue with it for fear of offending the synthetic. He noticed that the pirate seemed to be glaring at him, probably since Lekan was unable to repair the entire firearm. Well, he had just told them he wasn't a gunsmith, so they had to find someone else to fix it. However, if he knew just what the hell was even in that pistol, then he might have had a chance at fixing it.

"May we see each other again soon," he said to Sentinel and Megahetz before leaving them. Those two were quickly shaping up to be his best customers on this voyage. The pirate's remark about love birds was one that slightly confused him. Did humans always perceive outings consisting of one male and one female as a date? Lekan enjoyed Quin's company, yes, but they hadn't really got to know each other that well. Besides, she was set on trying to marry GEHENNA.

Upon approaching the stage, the first thing the Ondari noticed was... a rather odd-looking variant of Beastman, to say the least. In all his travels he hadn't seen a creature like this before. Not while sober, at any rate. He kept his distance from it, hanging near the back of the crowd around the stage while he thought about what he could possibly say to Deunan.

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Character Portrait: Clockwork Character Portrait: Deunan Knight Character Portrait: K2 the space the not so infamous space pirate Character Portrait: Quin Veta Character Portrait: Lekan Voldaris Character Portrait: Sentinel Character Portrait: Megahertz Character Portrait: Ciril Ekhart Character Portrait: 'Super Duper' Cubey

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Shaking out of his reverie as Lekan addressed him, he nodded softly before responding, "I hope the same. Once again, it has been a pleasure. Farewell." Watching as Lekan traveled to the stage, he finally took notice of the...Beastman that was standing there singing with Deunan. It was nothing he had ever seen before. The shapes were not natural in some ways, but a Beastman it was. What had happened to...him?

Looking down at Megahertz, he felt a slight pang at her words. Where before she was enthusiastic herself, now she seemed uncertain. What had caused the change? The others simply arriving? Something that was said to her? He couldn't puzzle out a solution and wasn't sure as to what he should do now. Remembering the plan from before he pulled up a small map in his HUD and located the shopping gallery. Fixing it on his screen, he asked Megahertz, "It seems Deunan is a bit busy right now. Would you like to explore a bit more of the ship instead?"

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Character Portrait: Clockwork Character Portrait: Deunan Knight Character Portrait: K2 the space the not so infamous space pirate Character Portrait: Quin Veta Character Portrait: Lekan Voldaris Character Portrait: Sentinel Character Portrait: Megahertz Character Portrait: Ciril Ekhart Character Portrait: 'Super Duper' Cubey

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Although Cubey was truly amazed and over the moon at Deunan's kindness and willingness to talk to him, the legendary pop idol was talking to him, even her words was washed away along with the juice as the other fellows fans giggled at his misfortune, causing the long necked fellow to sob even harder, until he was confused at the sudden silence from those laughing at him. Puzzled, Cubey made his crying lessen and pretty much stop to a sniffle when he looked up to see the dazzling and beautiful Deunan Knight herself, kneeling in front of him, her soothing, tranquil emerald eye's meeting his own odd pale and pupil-less ones. The mutant beastman froze up in surprise, his eye's growing wide as the mesmerizing celebrity suddenly suggested to sing the Rainbow Rangers theme song, to which Cubey's sadness suddenly was gone, as he hopped from each foot in sheer giddy joy, exclaiming as he rose his hands to his mouth; "R-r-really? Wow! That would b-b-e so cool! Yes, lets sing the theme! Wow I get to sing wit Deunan Knight! Yay! Thank you Deunan!"
It seemed he had forgotten all about the juice incident, shoving the carton back in his shorts just in time to cheer in agreement with the crowd at the pink haired pop star suggesting everyone should sing along, leaping in bounds towards the stage as he heard the theme to his treasured cartoon show begin playing, squealing in delight.

In truth, Cubey tended to struggle with the words, mostly out just pronouncing them than due to memory, but did his utmost to sing his heart out along with Deunan, bouncing up and down with the music, as he waved his arms frantically, classing this as a dance apparently. As the first few verses were belted out, Cubey admittedly fumbling the words as he did his best to follow along with everyone's example to the extent he tried his best to mimic Deunan's movements, following the directions she walked on stage, seeing her give a dazzling smile of reassurance to him, which he full-heartedly returned back. When he turned round, he also noticed the huge crowd starting gather in to sing along the Rainbow Rangers theme, which left him completely stunned for a few moments, freezing up near the stage, until it got to his favorite part of the song, screaming out the 'Sparkling!' at the top of his voice, and almost coughed himself apart after he did.

The man-child became so overjoyed at so many fans of the show he held dear to his heart, he started wiggle about in a vague attempt to pretend whatever instrument was dominating the instrumental part, which for some reason Cubey was convinced was a guitar despite it not even featuring in this part, and without thinking, accidentally change his gravity so he began floating in mid air, seeming completely unaware of his levitation as he thrashed about out of sync with the music.

"Yay! Deunan Knight, your so cool and good at singing! Maybe even cooler than the Rainbow Rangers! Maybe not Ranger Blue though, he's super ultra mega cool, but don't feel bad, because he's probably the coolest guy in the history of ever!", Cubey babbled to Deunan clapping his hands in delight, seeming completely un-phased that he was no longer touching the ground, before turning his head in curiosity to find that the squid guy from earlier was also in the crowd, to which he simply waved to cheerfully before continuing to dance without rhythm, though was wondering where all his friends had wandered off to. Maybe they were busy doing grown up things.
"This the best day i'll ever have in forever!" he boldly proclaimed, giggling once again, seeming to have forgotten about his thoughts about the strangers from earlier once again.

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Character Portrait: Mosa Belkan Character Portrait: Clockwork Character Portrait: Deunan Knight Character Portrait: K2 the space the not so infamous space pirate Character Portrait: Gelon Deskovitch Character Portrait: Quin Veta Character Portrait: Ridley Character Portrait: Alisa Vladimirovna Catria Character Portrait: Lekan Voldaris Character Portrait: Sentinel Character Portrait: Megahertz Character Portrait: Ophelia Character Portrait: Ciril Ekhart Character Portrait: 'Super Duper' Cubey

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The three stared at Gelon as he dug himself deeper.

"...You beat up a 19 year old girl?!", Ridley asked in an apalled tone.

Mosa, unfortunately, was still focused on Gelon's boob-touching, as he turned to Ridley. "RIDLEY, YOU HAVE TO UNFREEZE HER!" He then glared at Gelon. "GELON! MUST APOLOGIZE!" He shook his head and folded his enormous, muscular arms. "NO WAY TO TREAT A LADY!"

Vlad and Ridley looked at each other. A few seconds pass, and Vlad said, "Do it."

Ridley looked at them in dibelief. "Okay, but if she tears down the ship, I'm blaming you two."

Planting Ophelia on the ground, Ridley placed his hands on the ice, absorbing the cold and rapidly thawing the lunatic, while a very....displeased....Mosa watched.

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Clockwork listened to K2 as he confessed about his suspicion. He wasn't sure he agreed with K2. Just because he looked like a beast out of hell doesn't mean he was automatically an asshole, right? That's just racial profiling. Still, K2 is the human. And humans have good gut instincts, as far as Clockwork was told. Most of the time.

"AYE CAP'N!", Clockwork shouted as he high fived K2.

The three proceeded to head to the lower decks' hangarbay. It was dark and dusty down here, with nobody around, and the garage door was closed. One supposes there's not much to look at in this planet anyways. Tucked on the lefest corner of this hangar are three long, horizontal objects covered in tarps.

Clockwork approached one, and pulled off the tarp, revealing a weathered-looking hoverbike with a black and orange flame motif. These hoverbilkes are at least 2,5 meters long, but very narrow and sleek. Large engines and exhausts can be seen on the underside and the back of the vehicle. Sand filters were placed near the engines, and the front section of the hoverbikes are shaped like bladed fins.

Clockwork whistled, before whispering, "Groovy."

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Quin floated up and down besides Lekan, occassionally glancing at him.

Eventually, she stated, in her usual calm and somewhat emotionless manner, "You look troubled."

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Megahertz kept quiet for a few seconds, not even looking at Sentinel. It almost looked like she wasn't listening to him, but instead...

.....A loud rumbling noise was heard from...somewhere inside her.

A furious blush soon decorated Megahertz's face, and she turned away, before whispering,

"Y-you did not hear that."

She must be hungry. She hadn't even had breakfast, after all.

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Deunan's enthusiasm skyrocketed as Cubey's happiness returned. There was something adorable, and even admirable, to Cubey's effort to catch up with both the singing and dancing. This time, instead of laughing at him, the crowd looked on at him encouragingly as they continue to dance and sing, feeling a sense of camaraderie with the strange looking beastman.

Deunan watched as Cubey floated in the air and clapped his hands, laughing out loud as his comment heartily. "Ranger Blue is THE BEST!"Eventually, the song reached its climax, and Deunan finished off by striking her signature pose with the rest of her audience: cocking her hip to the right, and pointing with her left hand while winking. Of course, there was bound to be a person or two who was out of sync, but for the most part Deunan and her fans struck the pose nearly at the same time.

A few seconds pass, and the crowd broke into applause, with Deunan bowing and thanking them. "Thank you! Thank you everyone! Merci! Danke! Arigato~!"

As she bowed and bowed, she stepped closer and closer to Cubey, getting ready to catch him in case he fell. She looked up at him with a big grin. "Forever is a long time! Don't be so sure yet~", she excitedly said, before tilting her head to the side, winking, and giving a thumbs up. Looking around, she spotted Lekan and Quin amongst the crowd, and..like most people, she found them to be an unusual, if cute, duo.

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Character Portrait: Deunan Knight Character Portrait: Quin Veta Character Portrait: Lekan Voldaris Character Portrait: Sentinel Character Portrait: Megahertz Character Portrait: 'Super Duper' Cubey

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Cubey gave a high pitch squeak as the intergalactically famous pop star just announced she also thought Ranger Blue was cool, and happened to also be the chaps favorite of the Rainbow Rangers; which became an even higher squeak when he noticed the audience seemed to be dancing and singing along to, wriggling his stumpy legs in the air as he smiled and waved at the crowd, blushing enough that from a distance i could be mistaken for a nasty rash. When Deunan then proceeded to perform her trademark pose, Cubey once again put full effort into mimicking her again, though ended up as one of the out of sync bunch, for some reason trying his best to move his feet in the correct position despite not needing to due to floating in mid air, panting heavily from the energetic and joyous dancing.

After a few small moments of quiet, the crowd burst into applause and cheering, obviously enamored and impressed by Deunan's performance, and rightly, so. She wasn't a pop superstar for no reason after-all. Cubey clapped and cheered as well, putting his 'finger's between his lips in an attempt to give a belting whistle, but failing in all to do with the process except getting saliva on his hands. Cubey merely wiped his hand on the back of his shorts before continuing his clapping, realizing Deunan and wandered over to him. The gravity manipulating oddball immediately blushed and smiled shyly at Deunan's words, giving another giggle as she gave him a wink and thumbs up, lowering himself back onto the ground. He gave her a big old grin back, with two thumbs up, nervously replying; "That is true, forever is a long time!It's best day ever of when I got to talk to you, Deunan!", before suddenly turning embarrassed and hiding his face squealing; "I'm not blushing!". He stumbled about a little, trying to turn around to hide his embarrassment of what he just said, until he noticed the squid person in the crowd again, along with the scary looking insect lady, staring at them for a few moments as he lowered his hands, his eyes narrowing as if he was thinking of something.

He suddenly spun back round to Deunan, deciding to tell her what he had eavesdropped on earlier, deciding it was probably a good idea to warn her new buddy. Cubey whispered carefully to her as if he was scared that the squid man and the insect woman would hear him; "I saw those two earlier, the squid thing and the scary insect lady. They were with some other guys which had two robots, a pirate, a lizard guy and some pretty girl with glowing hair thingies and were talking about a gun for the pirate guy. Does that mean their bad guys? Because sometimes good guy's use guns but the pirate one seemed he could be a meanie. Are they all meanies?"
The man-child beastman scratched his head in consideration for a few moments, glaring at empty space for an answer before blurting with sudden realization; "Oh but don't worry Deunan, I'll keep you safe! Because were buddies now, so I won't let them hurt my buddies and i'm the 'Super Duper' Cubey!Which means I am a hero, because i been practicing really, really really really really hard in fighting stuff with the cutouts in my room even though the man on the TV says I shouldn't copy the moves at home, and I can change gravity stuff too. I'm gonna go beat up that scary bad guy too that was on TV, GEHENNA!"
He then proceeded to prove his point by doing a karate chop viciously at an imaginary opponent, followed with a high kick that caused him to loose balance and topple over onto his back, and clumsily standing back up.

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Character Portrait: Deunan Knight Character Portrait: Sentinel Character Portrait: Megahertz Character Portrait: 'Super Duper' Cubey

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"Hear what?" Sentinel responded to Megahertz jokingly. How long had it been since Megahertz had last eaten? Nothing today, and nothing that he remembered yesterday since meeting her. It was probably a good idea to hold off meeting Deunan until later. Looking over to where the crowd was still gathered around her, he saw the Beastman talking to her and glancing furtively in his and Megahertz's direction before proceeding to do some combat moves that resulted in him falling. A strange creature.

"Let's head over to shops. I'm sure we can find something interesting there." Walking along with Megahertz, he gazed around once again at the vista afforded by the park's position in the ship. It had lost some of it's wonder. Quite a bit of it, in fact. Sentinel felt constrained by the vessel, limited to the confines of its halls. There was always Dagojouiise...

Shuddering, he stumbled as several memories came to him unbidden. Of all the genius things implemented into his body, a memory-wiper was not one of them. Strange for a military facility that would want to ensure no secrets of any kind got out. Rotating his shoulders, Sentinel began to spin up his telekinetic module. He had rarely used the piece, and certainly never for something like this, but it would be something interesting to attempt.

Looking over to Megahertz, he grabbed her hand and stated, "Keep calm." With that brief warning, he began to make a series of waves beneath him. After a second, they started to rise up in the air at a leisurely pace. Reaching a height level with the area of shops, it was possible to see most of the ship. Some of the admiration he had lost came back. "Quite amazing, isn't it?" he whispered ambiguously.

Upon having floated for a few seconds, he began to levitate them towards the balustrade adjoining the boulevard of stores. Setting them down at the edge, he stood there recovering his energy. That had taken quite a bit of power from his systems, but not a terrible amount. It was quite fun actually. "So what kind of music do you like Alphard?" Sentinel asked.

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Character Portrait: Sentinel Character Portrait: Megahertz

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Megahertz smiled with approval at Sentinel's joke. She then nodded at his suggestion. "Mm-hmm!", and followed him again. As they walk, she noticed him shuddering strangely for a split second. She couldn't help but give an inquisitive look, though she wasn't sure it would be proper to press the matter.

A simple "Eh?" was all that Megahertz could utter as Sentinel grabbed her hand. Feeling the wave below her, she instinctively moved closer to Sentinel from surprise as they float up. She gazed with wonder at the shops below. You simply could not tell that you were in a ship in the middle of the deserts from up here. Everything seemed so...comfortable and casual, the shops colorful with their own personalizations and charms. There saw a clothes shop with a giant Light-up bowtie on the roof, for example, or a music shop shaped like a giant stereo system with a door. Eccentric, yet charming. "Yeah....", she whispered back, full of wonder, at Sentinel's question.

As they landed, Megahertz realized just now how close she was to him, and she backed away, before combing her hair and clearing her throat. "Ahem. Hmm."

They began walking and looking through the shops. Megahertz smiled a bit when Sentinel called her by her real name again. Somehow, that simple gesture felt so right. "Ohh....plenty. I'm not picky, really, but I generally prefer stuff with more energy. More passion. And guitar solos. Um, yes. You can NOT skip the guitar solos." Megahertz looked up at the artificial sky with an excited expression while clasping her hands. "Can you imagine those HANDSOME hands rubbing themselves all over the guitar strings? At a speed that would overwhelm most men?? Oh yesssss!"

Megahertz slightly turned to look at Sentinel, smiling genuinely and excitedly. "As for lyrics...I prefer something...heroic, chivalrous. Like power metal!" She folded her arms and pouted slightly while glancing away, before speaking with a lowered tone, "My allies at Dark S1de think of me as a silly little girl for liking such uh...silly things."

She paused, before turning to Sentinel, asking with a bit of hesitation "...Do you think I'm silly...?"

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Character Portrait: Sentinel Character Portrait: Megahertz

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(Points to anyone who finds the allusion)

As they landed and Megahertz stepped away from him, he felt a small pang of loss for the contact. It had felt...comforting with Megahertz close to him. Less lonely than he had been in all these years of his life. Sentinel may not have been able to feel the touch as a living being would, but the simple act afforded him a soft glow of happiness. Maybe he wouldn't be so lonely after all.

Walking down the boulevard, Sentinel searched the various shops with quick glances through the windows. One, called Broken Dreams, seemed a fairly morbid place. Black candles burned softly in the interior and his olfactory sensors detected traces of incense wafting out as well. Shadows hung on the wall, personal cloaks that would bond with the wearer, expressing their mood with its various shades. But not what he was looking for.

Listening to Megahertz's words, he compared her description with what he had thought of Deunan's music. Certainly a few differences in there. Her music was more light-hearted and up-beat, suited pleasing crowds and the ear. From what Megahertz said, she preferred something more inspirational and heavy, providing a strong rhythm and beat. What would that sound like. Certainly something to try. If Sentinel could have smiled he would have as Megahertz wondered at being able to play a guitar. Her enthusiasm was so honest and friendly that his affection towards her rose even more. Thinking to the credit chip he had stored, he now saw a new use for it. Sentinel might be able to win her through music, but in a different way than he had originally planned.

At her query, he tilted his head briefly before quickly answering, "Silly? No, you are not silly. To be silly would be to listen to those that tell you you shouldn't like that. What you are is more important than what others think of you. Remember that." Spotting a cafe, he directed them towards the building. It would do her good to eat. He felt guilty about it, in fact. After all, it was his fault that they she had not been able to access food. Sitting down, he leaned back to rest, still recovering slightly from the exertion of lifting himself and Megahertz. A much more complex and tasking venture than smashing open a tank.

Looking over at her once again, pronouncing, "And if anyone ever tries to stop you from being yourself, they'll have me to deal with."

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Character Portrait: Mosa Belkan Character Portrait: Deunan Knight Character Portrait: Gelon Deskovitch Character Portrait: Quin Veta Character Portrait: Ridley Character Portrait: Alisa Vladimirovna Catria Character Portrait: Lekan Voldaris Character Portrait: Sentinel Character Portrait: Megahertz Character Portrait: Ophelia Character Portrait: 'Super Duper' Cubey

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Deunan giggled more and more at Cubey, finding him to be cuter and cuter by the second.

Quin did not budge as Cubey poked at him. Like Deunan though, she quickly became more and more charmed by his antics. Quin turned to Lekan, and whispered, "You have just been out-cuted."

Quin glanced to the ceiling to think over Lekan's suggestion.

Deunan gave a thumbs up and nodded at Lekan. "That sounds like a FABULOUS idea!", she excitedly stated with a bubbly tone. "Four of us training together...I'm sure we can compliment each other's strengths and weaknessees!"

Quin kept quiet for a bit more, before nodding once. "Okay." She looked at each of them with an analytic eye. An inexperienced squid, a cubic Giraffe, a galactic popstar, and a space bug marine. Not exactly her top pick for an eldritch-abomination hunting squad. Still, there may be more than meets the eye with them..especially the cubic giraffe. If what he said about gravity manipulation was true...then he might just be one of their best fighters.

"So! when should we do this?", Deunan asked eagerly, placing both hands on her hips.

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Megahertz glanced at the "Broken Dreams" store. She couldn't help but smile a bit, as she knew some people back at Dark S1de who would be at home with this shop.

Megahertz blushed and lowered her head a bit at Sentinel's statement. She froze, unsure of what to do, or how to show her gratefulness. Yes, gratefulness. She stared at him, eye to visor, for a long while. She considered it strange that such a genuinely chivalrous statement could be found from a killer robot, of all thi-..people. But was it really that strange?

"Good afternoon! May I take your orders?", a chirpy voice suddenly broke Megahertz out of her silence.

"A-ah! Right...uhhh..", Megahertz looked down at the menu on the table, thinking for a bit. "I'll take the Alfredo Crepe please. Yes!" Megahertz turned to look at Sentinel, wondering if he would even need, want, or could, eat.

Suddenly, from the corner of her eyes, Megahertz could see a....strange, bleeding man walking alongside the walls. She hovered closer to Sentinel, whispering, in an anxious manner, "Hey....Sentinel...look."

They could see Gelon Deskovitch limping, mumbling, bleeding everywhere. The crowds stay away from him and the bloodied wall.


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Mosa looked up at Gelon as he got up, and looked genuinely worried. "Oh..uh. Okay then. Bai!"

Vlad also glanced at him until he left, feeling a tiny bit of concern...until she heard him backtalk the three with her sensitive cat ears, and her glance turned into a glare at the closing door.

Vlad then turned towards the sushi conveyor belt, picked one, and started eating voraciously. Ridley nearby also grabbed an orange plate with delicious-looking sushi on it, and began shoving it into the red core in his abdomen.

Mosa wolfed down sushi after sushi in seconds, his enormous hands surprisingly having a tight and steady grip on the pencil-thin chopsticks. As he munched, he noticed Ophelia refusing to eat. He hesitated at first, but after hearing her stomach growl, Mosa's hesitation disappeared completely. He grabbed an enormous box and placed it in front of Ophelia. He opened it, revealing a steaming eel fillet over some rice with tempting sweet sauce dripped over it.

"Eaaaaaaaat. Don't worry, Mosa pay for everything! Healthy women are full women!" Mosa said while looking at her with an enormous, encouraging grin. Thanks to all that teeth and those firey orange eyes, it looked more threatening than encouraging, really, which was not helped with thuggish, heavy voice.

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Character Portrait: Gelon Deskovitch Character Portrait: Sentinel Character Portrait: Megahertz

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Awkwardness settled over Sentinel as he and Megahertz sat there staring at each other. Reflecting on his behavior, he was astonished by it. With seemingly no reason, he had gone from yesterday killing her man without remorse and whimsically bringing her to sitting with her at a cafe of all things. Something had definitely happened while he was 'unconscious', for lack of better words. Once again attempting to figure out what had happened to him, specifically what was in the inaccessible area, Sentinel still found himself blocked by the mainframe. Strange that he, the conscious part of the system, should be blocked by something he could edit. Albeit, the editing was a fairly poor job.

Ordering the food simply served to exacerbate his uncomfortable mood. He physically couldn't eat. Ordering something would simply be a waste of food and money. But to not do so would be strange. Indecision plagued him. About to answer, he was stopped by Megahertz's pointing out of Gelon.

Turning, Sentinel saw the man stumbling along the wall, blood dripping along the causeway and leaving smears of blood across the wall. Where there was a bleeding man stumbling across, there was either a danger nearby or the man had self-inflicted the wound. Sentinel stuck with the previous as someone who self-inflicted a wound would most likely not wander around.

Although his power generator was as of yet recovering, Sentinel began to charge up the telekinetic module in case he had to do some nonlethal work. Placing a hand to one of the particle cannons attached to his waist, he approached Gelon and asked, "Excuse me, sir. Do you require assistance?"

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Character Portrait: Gelon Deskovitch Character Portrait: Sentinel Character Portrait: Megahertz

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Gelon looked up as he heard Sentinel's voice and only then he noticed the blood "it appears I do" he said and lean against the wall with his arm "the name is Gelon, Gelon Deskovitch" he said as he tried to figure out where the bleeding was coming from but it wasn't becoming any easier with the increasing amount of pain and his broken body

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Character Portrait: Mosa Belkan Character Portrait: Gelon Deskovitch Character Portrait: Ridley Character Portrait: Alisa Vladimirovna Catria Character Portrait: Sentinel Character Portrait: Megahertz Character Portrait: Ophelia

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Mosa grinned as Ophelia wolfed down her food. So quickly! She must have been starving, he thought. All three noticed the bleeding from the stitches on her mouth. Mosa quietly admired her simply brushing off that wound. Vlad wondered what happened to her, since she was not there to hear her plight. Ridley glanced to the side, remembering what Ophelia told him about Drakov and their illegal experimentations. Vlad and Ridley both wonder if the simple act of eating would be painful for her.......or if she had lived so long with the pain, that it became more a nuisance than anything.

Mosa's eyes lit up, and his grin widened when Ophelia thanked him. This was why he chose to be a chef. Seeing the joy in people's faces, as they taste and enjoy new food....it was enough to bring happiness in the big crocodile's heart. Mosa nodded enthusiastically to both himself and Ophelia, and then introduced himself, pointing to his chest. "Mosa is Mosa. That is Vlad, and the asshole is Ridley.", Mosa said as he pointed at the two.

"Hey!", Ridley gave a token whine of protest.

Just then, Vlad realized that they did not even know Ophelia's name yet. She opened her mouth, and was about to ask the question herself, but..

"What bout you? What your name?" Mosa beat her to it with his burly voice, his right elbow placed at the bar, his lips bearing an oddly whimsical, cat-like smile.

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Megahertz rushed over to accompany Sentinel, looking at Gelon in concern. "Goodness, what the hell happened to you?! You look like you've been ran over by a train....", Megahertz spoke anxiously. She knelt down next to him, and her eyes glow slightly as she scanned all the broken bones, stab wounds, and internal bleeding inside him. "By the tentacles....", she whispered, horrified. She looked up at Sentinel. "Call the medics!"

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Character Portrait: Gelon Deskovitch Character Portrait: Sentinel Character Portrait: Megahertz

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Sentinel nodded as Megahertz spoke. While this Gelon figure seemed to be getting slightly better by the moment, it still would not do to have him die from internal bleeding. No matter the nanobots, serious enough damage can kill anyone. Tapping into the ship's network, he activated a line to the medical bay. "We have an emergency on the shop boulevard, a heavily injured man, unknown condition. Requesting some form of medical assistance." Sentinel streamed a list of coordinates for more accurate identification of the area as he disconnected from the thing.

At Gelon's request, he looked around him swiftly. Nothing in the current area that would do much good, depending on how picky Gelon was. The cloak in his compartment was probably fairly sterile after being burned, but wouldn't provide much cushion. Detaching one of the particle cannons from his leg, Sentinel popped out a bolt that was large enough for Gelon to bite on yet small enough to fit in his math. Handing him the piece, Sentinel waited to see what would happen.

The setting changes from f-s-s-realta-nua to Dagojouiise

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Character Portrait: Mosa Belkan Character Portrait: Deunan Knight Character Portrait: Gelon Deskovitch Character Portrait: Lekan Voldaris Character Portrait: Sentinel Character Portrait: Boris Kivorisch Drakov Character Portrait: Megahertz Character Portrait: Ophelia Character Portrait: 'Super Duper' Cubey Character Portrait: Jeremy Graves

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Wind whipped around the figure on the rise, trench coat flying forward as it was caught by the breeze. Sand stung his head, pelted through his hair. Smiling grimly, Jeremy Graves puffed around the Gurkha Black Dragon cigar stuck between his teeth. Acrid smoke spread out, a hazy cloud obscuring his face. Breathing in the carcinogenic fumes, he sighed with pleasure as his senses were infused with the expensive fumes. He had paid quite dearly for the cigar; only 1,000 had ever been made, making it quite expensive over a galactic scale. Graves had ten of them.

Securing the cap onto his head, Graves turned to the motley band assembled below him on the south side of the dune. A mixture of his own personal mafia members and raiders recruited from the native tribes of Dagojouiise, it was a small army. Milling about were a hundred people, weapons being checked and rechecked, fights breaking out before being quickly suppressed by senior mafia members. Discipline was important in any organization, even if that organization included common desert raiders. Grimacing at the use of such low people he turned back to his target.

A spaceport was set in the middle of the desert, bustling with traffic as passengers boarded and disembarked ships, exchanging goods and ideas. Such an active place, yet it was not his prize. It was the massive vessel floating above the complex. Massive in size, the star ship was as large as a small city, overshadowing the spaceport in its magnificence. Truly a wondrous sight to behold; an even more wondrous place to plunder, for this was the F.S.S. Realta Nua, owned by Boris Drakov.

Graves thought back to his time with Drakov in the Federation military, rivals in everything. In Graves, that rivalry turned to contempt as Boris was favored by his superiors. Matters were only made worse when he was forced to flee the military after being charged with war crimes. That was how he got into the mafia business. And luckily for him, Boris had become leader of galactic super-company. All the better to pay him back. For years, Graves had been conducting raids against shipments of Drakov Industries, obtaining vast amounts of wealth in a short time. For years Graves had hidden in the shadows, avoiding Drakov for fear of being caught. Today was different.

The Realta Nua was Drakov's crown jewel, but it was going to be Graves's prize. Signalling the men behind him, Graves hopped onto one of the land-speeders as it passed by him. Approaching the spaceport at high speeds, the raiders plunged through the building, scattering civilians, killing those unfortunate enough to be caught in the path of the vehicles. Stopping at the tube to the Realta Nua, Graves stepped off and walked into the booth conducting passengers between the ship and the surface. Smiling at the cowering attendant, he dialed the speaker system, patching into the ship.

"Greetings passengers of the Realta Nua! This is your new captain, Jeremy Graves, speaking. I am sorry to tell you this, but we will be experiencing a short interruption in activities as business is conducted. Thank you for your cooperation," he announced, broadcasting over the entire system. Switching the microphone to a personal line to Boris, he said, "Your buddy is back! Nice ship you left for me. Really to kind." Dropping the piece, he pulled out his machine gun and blew apart the console with one shot. Motioning to his force, they assembled in the lift, heading up to the ship.

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Character Portrait: Mosa Belkan Character Portrait: Deunan Knight Character Portrait: Gelon Deskovitch Character Portrait: Quin Veta Character Portrait: Ridley Character Portrait: Alisa Vladimirovna Catria Character Portrait: Lekan Voldaris Character Portrait: Sentinel Character Portrait: Boris Kivorisch Drakov Character Portrait: Megahertz Character Portrait: Ophelia Character Portrait: 'Super Duper' Cubey Character Portrait: Jeremy Graves

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Explosions roar and fires rage in the space port as Graves began his assault. The barely-paid amateur guards were quickly taken down alongside civillians and by the mafia's firepower. Smoke rose under the blazing desert sun as Graves made his announcement.

Graves' forces entered the ship under his command, maniacal bandits of various races, shapes, and sizes cackling and firing away with reckless abandon. Some of the adventurers chose to flee, panicking, screaming, and shouting as they did, preferring to live another day. Others opted to be heroes, fighting back the bandits, though they were severely outnumbered, overpowered, and murdererd. Glasses shatter and fires spread as kinetic bullets fly through the air and beam blasts burn through the park. The artificial sky flickered from the collateral destruction of several holo generators. Graves' bandits tore through the market place, looting, ransacking, pillaging, and plundering their way, while the red alert blared through the entire ship.


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Boris sat in his personal cabin, clasping his hands and smirking. He listened to Graves' menacing introduction.....and chuckled. It was about time these adventurers in his ship prove themselves, he figured. He knew that placing the Realta Nua in such an unstable planet such as Dagojouiise would normally be suicide....but this ship was going to Megido, after all. Danger is the catalyst of progress, as he always thought. Graves was not someone he would underestimate....and if his optimism was right...neither were the adventurers on board.

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Mosa's grin disappeared as he listened to the announcement, tilting his head slightly to the left. Responding to Ophelia without looking, he nodded calmly. "Da." Most of the people around them, being restaurant workers and businessmen, and definitely not adventurers, became quite panicked, immediately running out....and then back inside as the bandits storm the restaurant, preparing to pillage and plunder.

Ridley and Vlad immediately got off their stools, and both nodded as well at Ophelia.

"SHOWTIME!", Mosa roared out, before grabbing his stool and clubbing bandits at once with it. The stool may be (relatively) small, but Mosa was enormous, and just one, well-timed swing was enough to take down five bandits, with the splinters of the poor stool scattering everywhere. Bullets bounced off his skin, and beams were shrugged off by the viciously grinning Mosa. "Ophelia, comrade, what do you say we go pummeling bandits?!", he yelled boisterously as he punched a beastman bandit's head off with a vicious crushing noise. He then turned around, and pulled back his fist "TOGETHER!", before delivering a wide haymaker to destroy three more bandits. Mosa then ducked a sword-swinging bandit's slash, before grabbing his waist with his long, oversized arms, and slamming him forward in a vicious piledriver.

Ridley generated his ice shield, and planted it to the ground, using it to tank all of the bandit's attacks while moving slowly towards them, dragging his mace at the same time. When the goons surround him, he lifted his mace, and swung it in a wide arc, taking them all at once.

Vlad constantly moved, dodging, leaping, crouching, and flipping to avoid the bandits. She drew her sword, and became preoccupied with decapitating quite a few thugs.


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Megahertz watched as Gelon curled up like a baby, cringing when the needle was plunged into his skin. She became anxious as the medics seemed to take forever to arrive, looking around and fidgeting.....until Graves' announcement was spread throughout the entire ship. She looked at Sentinel in horror, and as she glanced to the side, she could see bandits pouring into the boulevard.

"Shiiiiiiitt!!!!", she screeched out, before looking back at the very much in pain Gelon. Sighing, she reached and tried carrying Gelon. "Hngh!" Though she had a bit of a difficulty, she eventually managed to put him over her shoulder. "Sentinel, we gotta get out of here!", Megahertz pressed, unwilling to wait for medics which may not even arrive.

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Deunan looked up as she and Quin heard the announcement, becoming quite worried. Bandits? Here? She thought they were joking too....until they heard the gunfire, raging fires, and explosions in the distance. Quin barely moved...or emoted...at the whole thing, before simply saying, "New plan.", and hovering towards the exit. The eyes on her arm cannons lit up, and the maws wiggle as they open, dripping green, slimy lubricant with a low, rumbling growl. She looked back at her group, and then forward, as if telling them to follow her.

Deunan was taken aback by Quin's simple statement. Was she implying they go out there right now and fight the bandits? That's crazy! As Quin wandered towards the door, she said in annoyance,"Hey, wait now!"...before finally realizing Cubey was tangled in some ropes behind them. With a nervous smile on her face, she leaped over the ropes and pulled at him. "Now now Cu- HNGH - bey!". These ropes were way too damn stretchy, she thought. Eventually, though, she successfully pulled him out of the ropes. Lifting up the wriggling Beastman, she looked at the snack dispenser as well, her jaw dropping and her eyes turning googly from hunger. "Me tooooo....", she whispered.

Suddenly, they heard another explosion close by.

"UWAAAH!!!", Deunan almost dropped Cubey from surprise, and then ran towards the waiting Quin and Lekan. "That'll have to wait Cubey!!"

Quin paused until Deunan and Cubey were right in front of them, and then she turned to Lekan.

"You lead.", she blurted out. Simple and to the point, and yet vague at the same time. She stared at Lekan directly eye to eye though, showing that she was not joking.

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Character Portrait: Gelon Deskovitch Character Portrait: Sentinel Character Portrait: Megahertz

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"oh great bandits" he said and winches I pain as megahertz picked him up "he do you have a gun? I can shoot while you support me" Gelon said whilst being in no condition to fight now, he had to get to his room to get himself fixed up "go to the first class rooms unless you want me to be useless" he said and limp with megahertz and sentinel to their next location "the medical team isn't gonna come, they got higher priorities now, like healing persons that will be back I the fight quickly" gelon said and watch megahertz"never got your name though, mine is gelon"

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Character Portrait: Mosa Belkan Character Portrait: Deunan Knight Character Portrait: Gelon Deskovitch Character Portrait: Ridley Character Portrait: Alisa Vladimirovna Catria Character Portrait: Lekan Voldaris Character Portrait: Sentinel Character Portrait: Boris Kivorisch Drakov Character Portrait: Megahertz Character Portrait: Ophelia Character Portrait: 'Super Duper' Cubey Character Portrait: Jeremy Graves

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Sentinel stood there calmly as the announcement came on over the PA system. Something is definitely not right, he thought. Looking over to the boarding area, he zoomed his sight sensors, clearly making out what was happening down there. Just as his vision finished focusing on the area, raiders began to pour out of the tube. Dozens of them. Running rampant, they began destroying everything, shooting those that got in their way. But it wasn't them that interested Sentinel. It was the man behind them. Jeremy Graves.

Hands settled slowly over his particle cannons, drawing the weapons away from his legs. Charging one, he pointed it straight at Graves, a dead-eye shot that would kill or incapacitate anything without a good amount of armor. It seemed Graves was looking at Sentinel, a smile flickering over his face before the man disappeared, consumed by shadows. Cursing, Sentinel shot, such a brief delay that it almost didn't matter. But it was too late, Graves had escaped.

Turning back to Gelon and Megahertz, he calmed himself down. Now was not the time to get revenge. Nodding as they spoke, he regarded Gelon. Upon being asked for a gun, Sentinel shook his head, responding, "I work with better with two guns. Do not worry though, you'll be fine." Striding off, he led the small group to the upper quarters, shooting any bandit that got in his way, which happened to be none. It seemed they hadn't gotten to this area yet. For now, he had to get Gelon to his residence.




Jeremy saw a flicker of movement off to his side and turned his gaze towards a distant terrace, a subtle feeling drawing his eyes to that point. Faintly, he made out a robotic shape, one he knew quite well. Smiling, he muttered, "It seems we meet again Sentinel." Cloaking with his latent magic abilities, he dodged off to the side immediately, barely avoiding a particle beam that lanced through the position he had just occupied.

Dusting himself off, he stood up and looked around at those near him, the ten most trusted members of his mafia serving as bodyguards during this endeavor. "While the rest do what they can to cause havoc, I want you to go and secure some hostages of seemingly important status. Bring them to the engine room. Kill them if anyone tries to free them, otherwise do nothing but wait. I have some business to take care of with an old friend."

Nodding, the elite group began loping off into the corridors of the ship, hunting for people to take hostage. Graves knew they would do their job. The rest of the force was simply to buy him time. Expendable. Stepping into a nearby lift, he entered the code for the bridge, heading for Drakov's offices. If Boris was anywhere on this ship, it was there. Looking out over the vista as he ascended, he saw fires raging around the ship, buildings ransacked and important pieces of equipment destroyed. Bodies lay sprawled all over the ship, most belonging to the unlucky "heroes" who got in the way of the thugs.

Such was not the case everywhere. Thirty thugs surrounded a sushi bar, being held off by three individuals: two Beastmen and an ice elemental. Graves chuckled as Mosa slammed a stool into five of the bandits. Simpletons, the Dagojouiisian raiders. Most of his mafia were engaging less obviously dangerous foes.

A ding alerted him to the door opening, and Graves turned to face the bridge, still cloaked by his magic. Sweat beaded on his forehead at the effort. Raising his machine gun and twisting his mouth, he whispered, "Daddy's home," before proceeding to fill the space before him with kinetic and energy projectiles. It was a fine day for a massacre.

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Character Portrait: Mosa Belkan Character Portrait: Gelon Deskovitch Character Portrait: Sentinel Character Portrait: Megahertz Character Portrait: Ophelia Character Portrait: Jeremy Graves

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Megahertz shook her head at Gelon's request. "..Sorry, I...don't like carrying, much less using, guns.", a tone of discomfort laced with apology in her voice. She looked around and down the boulevard, quickly formulating a plan in her head, oblivious to Sentinel's staredown with Graves. She only glanced back at her android knight when he responded to Gelon's question.

She nodded and followed Sentinel as he lead the group through the bandit infestation, covering behind him as Sentinel took out the bandits easily. She winced as a bright explosion occurred nearby. "Megahertz. You can call me Megahertz....g-good to meet you, Gelon.", Megahertz politely stated, while her heart raced in the high-tension situation.

Soon enough, as more and more of the bandits fell prey to Sentinel's dual guns, they arrived at the upper class living quarters. Quite predictably, this place had become a prime target for the mafia. They can see a group of burly Beastmen and armored humans using an enormous battering ram to smash through an upper class family's home, and another skinny bandit hurling a pompous-looking man out of the window of his own house...and into his own gory death.

"...Well, s-shit.", Megahertz nervously stated as she took in the surroundings. She was just hoping the bandits hadn't raided their home yet. She's lost WAY too many assets already from the library assault. She glanced at Gelon, and asked, "So, which one's your place?!"

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The bridge crew could barely react. One of them shouted, "WE'RE UNDER ATTA-", but was not even able to finish his sentence as Graves killed him, and everyone else around him. Blood and gore splattered everwhere, and the smell of cooked flesh filled the air, thanks to Graves' energy bullets. A pair of heavily armored Synthetic Knightguards rush towards him carrying drill lances, their energy shields quickly drained by his energy bullets, and their armor riddled with his kinetic bullets.

One of the Knightguards fell to its knees and was disabled, its previously shiny silver armor tarnished with black bullet holes and burn marks, while the other one got close enough to Graves to attempt a desperate stab towards the gangster's abdomen!

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Mosa grinned with approval at Ophelia's quiet statement. He thought that her mutilation of the bandits was a bit........much....., but he figured everyone had their own ways, and the bandits had it coming. They drew their weapons first, and deserve whatever fate their weakness brought them.

The bandits groan, gasp, scream, and sputter as Ophelia's knives descended upon them. He walked besides Ophelia with a swagger, his bulletproof body shooking off most of the attacks, and he only bothered to shield the areas around his eyes with his enormous hands. Just then, he noticed Graves' top liutenants as they dragged their crying, kicking, and screaming hostages towards the engine room.

"Hmmmm.", Mosa pondered while holding a bandit's face with one of his hands. He turned around and swung that bandit into a leaping beastman's face, before facing Ophelia again. "WELL! What do you say we do from here, eh? Mosa CURIOUS!" He yelled out that last part as he threw himself backwards and sat on a sneaking Beastman's face, caving his skull in. He stood back up, and lets out a glorious laughter, before continuing to smash through hordes of bandits with nothing more than his own two fists. He fights like a beast, but that does not mean he thinks like one. His attacks are heavy, yet slow, which is why timing is everything. He may not be quick enough to avoid the bullets flying in his direction, but he is more than quick enough to nearly always land a hit. And when it's Mosa, one or two hits is enough to end his opponents.

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Character Portrait: Gelon Deskovitch Character Portrait: Sentinel Character Portrait: Megahertz

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Gelon watched the group with the battering ram "the one they try to get into" gelon said and stop "let me just remove the trouble" he said as he held his small flamethrower "HE KNUCKLEHEADS! FIRE!" Gelon yelled to them which they obviously reacted to and charge him but they notice too late the flames engulfing them "it's safe" he said and walk up to the door and slip his pass through the scanner, but the door wouldn't open thanks to the damage "AGH! they damaged the door too much" gelon said in frustration and sit down against the door then he noticed the vent "megahertz it was right? Do you think you can fit through the vents?" Gelon asked politely and stood up "maybe you can override or overcharge the door mechanics so it will open" he suggested as plan "you might want my pass so the security system isn't tripped"

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Character Portrait: Gelon Deskovitch Character Portrait: Sentinel Character Portrait: Boris Kivorisch Drakov Character Portrait: Megahertz Character Portrait: Jeremy Graves

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Graves's lieutenants dragged about a dozen screaming people through the hall, some unconscious after being knocked out for struggling. None of them took very well to defiance in any form. Those still awake were herded by a few of the mafia members, the rest keeping guard at the front and back of the small group. Walking through the defiled halls, none blinked an eye at the dismembered bodies strewn about, gaping holes where chests or heads used to be. Every once in a while, a raider or mafia member lay dead, struck down by a defender. Pangs of remorse ran through some as they saw dead friends or beloved rivals from the mafia. The rest of the cadavers were of no import.

Passing by one of the shops, they heard gun fire and screams dying down. No more whooping emanated from the place, meaning whoever was there had won against whatever raiders they had encountered. Catching a glimpse of a Beastman and an unknown creature, they passed the opportunity, intent on obeying their orders.

Reaching the engine room, the leader yelled, "All roighty then, y'all prisoners gets in the back. Don't try no funny business or youse gets a bullet in yer brains." Complying, the hostages filed through into the massive area, the humming of the engine drowning most sounds. As the rest of the mafia members went through, the leader radioed Graves, "Hostages secure." Cutting off the connection, he stepped into the room with the rest of the gangsters.




Sentinel watched impassively as Gelon torched the few raiders attempting to break into the residence he inhabited. While a flamethrower was not a very practical weapon in most cases, it certainly completed the task as well as his particle cannons would have. Much less efficient, all the same.

Glancing at the vent that Gelon had indicated, Sentinel nodded. If there was no other way then Megahertz would have to crawl through the tiny space. Looking at the mangled doorway, he began shaking his head. Overriding the security system wouldn't do much. It might unlock it, but the thing was jammed as it was. Extending an arm to motion the other two backwards, he took up position in front of the door. "Be careful."

Pulling his fist back as for as he could, Sentinel began charging his telekinetic module once again. It had seen more use in the past two days than in the past year combined. As soon as it reached something he thought would be sufficient, Sentinel catapulted himself forward, smashing his fist into the door just as the energy wave was blasted at the object, hopefully breaking it down.




Jeremy's face remained passive as he mowed down the room, bullets tearing through metal and flesh alike. He felt nothing but pity for them. They could have chosen a much better employer, he thought. Two synthetic Knightguards appeared, advancing towards him quickly with drill staffs raised. Ammunition tore through one of the Knights, causing it to collapse, a husk of metal. The other had glancing damage but not enough to stop it from stabbing at Graves. Sidestepping the blow, he released his grasp on the machine gun and pointed a finger at the synthetic.

"N'kar!" he shouted, a command word for the paltry magic he commanded. A bolt of shadow flew from his extended hand. While too weak to deal damage to most forms of modern protection, it would stun, in his opinion, anything for a brief moment at the least. As the projectile flew, he stepped forward and drew a power knife from a sheath inside his jacket. Darting his hand forward, he aimed a stab at the Knightguards core, a killing blow.

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Character Portrait: Mosa Belkan Character Portrait: Deunan Knight Character Portrait: Gelon Deskovitch Character Portrait: Quin Veta Character Portrait: Lekan Voldaris Character Portrait: Sentinel Character Portrait: Boris Kivorisch Drakov Character Portrait: Megahertz Character Portrait: Ophelia Character Portrait: 'Super Duper' Cubey Character Portrait: Jeremy Graves Character Portrait: Beatrice Schwartz

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Megahertz watched the sight of the burning and shriveling Beastmen with a bit of a shiver as she received flashbacks from just a day before. She quickly shook her head and banished the thought, following Gelon to his door. "Well, that's just great!", she distressedly remarked when Gelon mentioned the door panel being too damaged to use. She looked at the vent as well, but before she could agree or disagree, Sentinel came up with his own solution. She took a step back and winced as Sentinel demolished the door with one hit, watching as the splinters fall around them. "You're a life saver!", she excitedly yelled out with a grin, before looking at Gelon.

"C'mon!", she told the one-armed mercenary, and ran inside.


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"Da!", Mosa nodded at Ophelia's words, smiling. "Mosa can't help but be curious." Responding to Ophelia's analysis, he chuckled. "Gu ha ha ha! Bandits aren't usually smartest tools in the shed, yes?" Mosa turned to look at the entryway to the engine room again. "Hmmm. Mosa gonna do stupid thing and take a look. You free to do what you want!", Mosa said with a carefree tone. Ophelia had more than proven to be capable of taking care of herself. Cracking his knuckles, he charged towards the engine room as the doors were closing. He very nearly made it......but he wasn't fast enough, and the door closed in front of him.

Bullets continue to bounce all over Mosa's body. The snarling Beastman turned around, and grabbed a larger, crab-like beastman behind him, before slamming him to the massive blast door. Over, and over, and over again, as he tried to smash his way through the door. When the crab-like beastman shattered into pieces from repeated abuse, Mosa clasped both his hands, leaned slightly to the right, and shoulder tackled the door, with no visible desire to stop.

"HEEEEERE'S MOSA!", he roared gleefully, reveling in the high tension.

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The bolt shadow stunned the Knightguard at the right moment, giving the swift gangster enough time to draw his knife and skewer the synthetic, the blade coming out the other side of the tarnished armor. Graves could see the light literally going out in its eyes, as its entire body fell limp and became useless.

At the end of the corpse-riddled bridge was the room to Drakov's private quarters. Strangely enough, he did not bother to lock it. Perhaps he thought his knightguards would be good enough. Or rather.....he had one more trick up his sleeve.

In his room, Boris clasped his hands....and waited with his eyes closed. When he heard his last Knightguard sizzling, he opened his eyes a peek and glanced to his side, where his trusted con-woman and second in command Beatrice Schwartz was. He smirked and nodded, whispering smoothly;

"He's coming. Entertain our friend for a bit, won't you my dear?"


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"Yessir!", Deunan saluted with one hand at Lekan's orders. He sounded so professional, she had utmost confidence in him. Drawing her beam charger, Deunan set it to low power before crouching behind some crates. She kept an eye out on her surroundings. Just remember what Halcyon taught you, she thought. Head down, breath steady, eyes focused.

Quin watched Lekan calmly, nodding with approval at how calm he was handling the whole situation. She paid attention as Lekan crafted the drones. What a convenient tool! She flexed her cannons' maws eagerly as Lekan gave his gesture.

"Hey, what the-?!"

The bandits' attention were diverted to the drones. Lekan and co. could see Mosa trying to tear down a blast door to the engine room. Quite...eagerly, at that. The bandits tried their best to shoot down the drones, but their aim was awful and frantic. Quin hovered behind the group, leaning forward slightly to give herself more speed. Without directly looking, her shoulder eyes occassionally fired one, two, three yellow beams at the bandit thugs who spotted them, guarding the colorful group as they slip by the mayhem.

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Character Portrait: Gelon Deskovitch Character Portrait: Sentinel Character Portrait: Megahertz

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Gelon stepped back with mega hertz and watch Sentinel break down the door "well that did the trick" he said and walk through after megahertz calls for him "now we have had that now i think comes the hard part and that is waiting for a few things" Gelon said and walked up to his room "first i need to reconstructed my arm and than let some nanobot syringes be made, without my nanobots I die" he said and put all his modules in a tank with, what seems like a clear liquid but in fact are trillions of tiny nanobots "so for the next 15 minutes i'm unarmed and defenseless" he said and prick his finger and let a drop of blood in a machine which started producing the new nanobots Boris had injected him with instead of his old ones "i hope i'm not using up your hospitality and kindness cause that is not my meaning to, if you want to leave i can understand and if you want something in return say what ever it's" Gelon said and watch Megahertz and Sentinel

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Character Portrait: Mosa Belkan Character Portrait: Deunan Knight Character Portrait: Gelon Deskovitch Character Portrait: Quin Veta Character Portrait: Lekan Voldaris Character Portrait: Sentinel Character Portrait: Boris Kivorisch Drakov Character Portrait: Megahertz Character Portrait: Ophelia Character Portrait: 'Super Duper' Cubey Character Portrait: Jeremy Graves Character Portrait: Beatrice Schwartz

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Stepping aside so the others could step in, Sentinel glanced around the area. It didn't seem like there were any more bandits in the immediate vicinity. Most of the fighting seemed to be dying down. The bandits may have had the element of surprise but they were vastly outnumbered on the ship. Which meant they must have had some other purpose in boarding the vessel.

Meeting back up with Megahertz and Gelon, he noticed that the residence was much like their own. Probably for money-saving purposes and organization as personalizing each 'house' would have been much more expensive and time consuming. Listening to Gelon as he talked, Sentinel unhooked his cannons once again and leaned against the door. "I shall stay and protect you from whatever is left. Do not worry about that." Looking over at Megahertz, he awaited her response.




As the last mafia gangster entered the engine room and closed the door, a band emanated from the portal. Turning around, all the members drew their weapons and pointed them at the door. If something was going to come through, it wouldn't come through healthily. Motioning four members towards the group of hostages, the leader yelled over the din, "Take them to the back of the engine room. If you hear fighting start up and no all-clear from us, you know what to do."

Nodding, the small group once again herded the prisoners down the passageways, ending up in a place close enough to hear whatever happened at the doorway yet hidden from that area. Gunfire sounded from outside the doorway shortly after the pounding, screams of pain mingled with the buzzing of energy blasts. Stepping forward, the leader placed his ear to the door as the dying began to cut out. It seemed that whatever raiders attempted an attack were alive no longer. About to move back, the man was blasted backwards as the door almost caved in, a crocodile shaped imprint on the door's thick metal. Groggily standing, the men took out his own weapons and took cover behind a piece of machinery.

"That door won't stand another hit. Whatever is coming through, it's big. As soon as it falls, let fly with everything you have!" he shouted. Complying, the other 5 gangsters took up their own positions, aiming various weapons at the portal to the outside. They weren't willing to go down easy.




Graves stepped over the dead body of the Knightguard, extricating the power knife from the metal. Deactivating the power field, he wiped away the synthetic fluid from the blade before sheathing it. Taking up his gun and hefting it over his shoulder, Graves made his way through the dead bodies. One man was still alive, breathing shallowly as blood bubbled from a tear in his leg. Crouching down next to the man, Graves removed his hat. Fear filled the crewman's eyes, slowly dimming as the loss of blood began to take its toll on his mind. As the last spark of life was extinguished, Graves said a short prayer over the man. He was not one to disrespect the dead.

Replacing his hat on his head, he proceeded to move towards Drakov's personal room just as Beatrice stepped out. Standing just as tall as Graves, he examined the Beast-woman. Or rather, what used to be a Beast-woman, he thought as he saw the tell-tale glowing eyes and antennas of an Ishkavi corpse-walker. As she began speaking sparks flew from the gun next to his face. Burning him slightly, he laughed heartily and tossed away the now useless weapon. Bowing to the woman, he declared, "It is a pleasure to meet you, servant of Boris. A most interesting surprise you provided me."

Watching as the two plasma blades extended from the gauntlets on her hand, he thought over the wiseness of the course he had taken. Almost instantly, he decided it had been worth it. It had been a long time since he participated in combat. The travails of the God-father were great indeed. Drawing a pistol from his hip holster, he threw the weapon out to the side, useless if his opponent could simply cause it to shut down. Transferring the knife to his left hand, he reached back into his coat and drew out another power weapon. Making a small whipping motion, the small rod extended into a two foot baton, a less powerful but longer-ranged weapon that would allow him to more effectively block the plasma blades.

Taking up a battle stance, he smiled at the Ishkavi, "No need for us to fight, I simply wish to talk with my old friend. I promise you that no harm will come to him from me. The same can't be said for you, however."

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Character Portrait: Mosa Belkan Character Portrait: Gelon Deskovitch Character Portrait: Ridley Character Portrait: Alisa Vladimirovna Catria Character Portrait: Sentinel Character Portrait: Megahertz Character Portrait: Ophelia

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Megahertz folded her arms as she listened to Gelon, nodding. He glanced briefly to Sentinel, then back to Gelon. "You kiddin' me? I'm going to stay where it's safe: next to Sentinel!" , she nodded to herself to emphasize her words, showing her trust in her rusted knight. She stayed quiet and looked around for a couple of seconds as she pondered on a compensation Gelon could give. As a pragmatic woman, Megahertz thought this over seriously....

...However, before she could come up with something, a portion of the wall next to Gelon was demolished, as three bandit corpses fell next to each other. "DESKOVITCH YOU BASTARD! You there?!", a rough voice was heard, as the rubble fell and the smoke cleared. A startled Megahertz took a step back and got closer to Sentinel. A single glowing orange dot could be seen amongst the smoke, as quick, heavy steps were heard.

The ice man Ridley stepped into the house, making sure to stomp on one of the bandit's chest as he looked around. Behind him was the greatsword wielding beastwoman Vlad. The two of them caught notice of Sentinel and Megahertz, with Ridley slightly startled and Vlad noticeably gripping her sword's hilt more tightly, her expression hidden behind that green visor. The two mercenaries stared at Sentinel and Megahertz for a few seconds, before deducing, through Sentinel's relaxed posture and Megahertz's apparent lack of weaponry, along with a very vulnerable Gelon nearby, that they were not hostile. "I see you finally made some friends.", Vlad remarked, while both her and Ridley gave a questioning look to the synthetic and the corpse walker.

Ridley then turned to Gelon. "There you are!", he shouted in his usual aggressive tone. Vlad nearby took a deep breath, and stated calmly, "Ridley was worried about you for a second there." Ridley glared at Vlad and snapped, "I WASN'T!....I just....didn't want to have to look for his corpse in this huge stinkin' ship, is all!"

Suddenly, they heard a loud growl. A low, rumbling growl. Ridley and Vlad retreated into the house, with the ice knight raising his shield and Vlad scanning the area.

Megahertz whispered, "...something big is coming."


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Mosa was very close in completely tearing the door down, when he heard the bandits behind him dying rapidly, one after another. He turned around, noticing Ophelia. He smirked as he thought over her question. "Nah...Mosa got this. You did Mosa enough favors with the bullets.", He gave a thumbs up with his left hand, before clasping both hands and tilting his upper body again for one final shoulder tackle. "Thank you for that!", Mosa said in a boisterous, genuinely grateful tone. While he shrugged off the bullets so far, it did not mean they did not hurt at all. Cracking his neck, he took a deep breath and one step back, before letting out a bellowing roar - and smashing a reptillian-shaped hope through the several inches thick blast door.

Mosa's enormous figure casted a shadow upon the five gangsters. Tanking more of the kinetic bullets and the particle beams alike, Mosa continued to grin ferociously despite his beginning to bleed. His armored hide may be cracked, burning, and bleeding, but his passion was still burning bright. He crashed in front of the five bandits, and spun around, hitting knocking three off their feet with his massive tail, before grabbing one of them and chomping on his head. With a quick and forceful pull, Mosa decapitated that gangster, and spit the head out to one of the other recovering gangster's groin. "RAA HAHAHAHA!", Mosa roared with mocking laughter, as both an intimidation technique and an attempt to draw their attention. He kept an eye out on Ophelia, curious on her actions and expressions (or lack thereof).

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Character Portrait: Mosa Belkan Character Portrait: Gelon Deskovitch Character Portrait: Ridley Character Portrait: Alisa Vladimirovna Catria Character Portrait: Sentinel Character Portrait: Boris Kivorisch Drakov Character Portrait: Megahertz Character Portrait: Ophelia Character Portrait: Jeremy Graves Character Portrait: Beatrice Schwartz

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Graves sighed as the Ishkavi continued to taunt him, proceeding into her own battle stance. He know that in terms of weaponry, he was outmatched. While the power knife would be able to counter the plasma, it was much shorter in range. The metal rod was nothing special; at most it would take a hit or two from the plasma blades until it disintegrated. Activating it wouldn't do match as was shown by his now ruined gun.

Dropping his stance, he began backing towards the view port overlooking the ship. "Your petty insults are beginning to tire me. We both know the most likely outcome if we were to clash; I simply cannot compete against your weapons with what I have. An accord, perhaps. I leave, and you don't do anything."

Gazing longingly at the gun lying ruined, he felt tempted to charge her. Graves had put countless hours of care into building the weapon and now it was ruined by this parasitic scum. He was loathe to leave it. Glancing down, he smirked, "Tell you what. I'm not going to kill you now. I'll let some of my more...promiscuous men have their way with you and then tie a good, old-fashioned noose around your neck." Engaging the rod's plasma field in his hand out of sight, he launched it towards Beatrice before activating his magical invisibility and darting off to the side, throwing a shadow bolt to stun her.




As Mosa burst through the door, the gangsters began to fire. Everything struck the massive Beastman yet he remained unfazed. Three were knocked down, another decapitated by Mosa's bite. The last looked to the rest of his companions. They had already decided before hand that were there to be a breach, a few would stay behind to delay whatever pursuit there was. Locking eyes with the three briefly, the leader saluted before running down the aisle to where the rest of the group was with the hostages.

"Time to work boys," he snarled. Impassive faces stared as the screaming hostages were gunned down and thrown in the hallway. One member fished an explosive charge from his bag and planted it on a nearby engine. Setting a ten-second timer, he joined the rest as they fled towards the back of the ship.

Back at the entrance, the remaining three were getting up. One was smashed by the head of the decapitated gangster and fell groaning, unconscious. The other two lay down their weapons, seeing the futility of fighting. Both had cyanide capsules in their mouths and power knives in their sleeves in case they needed to escape. Just as they were getting down, the high explosive on the engine detonated, sending reverberations throughout the entire ship, incinerating one of the engine blocks.




Sentinel watched as an Elemental and a Beastwoman crashed through the wall of the house, three bandit corpses sprawled before them. Simply watched. The fighting was starting to annoy him; there would be plenty of that later. Listening to them talk, he turned towards the entrance of the house as the rumbling took up. They were right, something big was coming.

"I suggest we-" Sentinel was cut off as an explosion tore through the ship, knocking him down. Even his stabilizers were overwhelmed by the power of the blast. Getting up quickly, he activated his particle cannons, readying himself to destroy any threat.

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Character Portrait: Gelon Deskovitch Character Portrait: Ridley Character Portrait: Alisa Vladimirovna Catria Character Portrait: Sentinel Character Portrait: Megahertz

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Gelon hit the wall hard and groan in pain "fuck that hurts...oh god" he said as he watched the Cazadores and was hit by the tail. he tried to grab on to not be swung out of the building, if he lost grip even for a second he was a deadman cause he was still broken "fucking hell!" he said as he tried to hold on with all his might that he had left "those beasts sure know when to pick the wrong time" he said as the tail swung back towards megahertz "MEGAHERTZ BRACE YOURSELF!" he yelled to her as he let go and was swung to her to tackle her into Vlad's room

The setting changes from f-s-s-realta-nua to Stratevaria Galaxy

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Character Portrait: Gelon Deskovitch Character Portrait: Ridley Character Portrait: Alisa Vladimirovna Catria Character Portrait: Sentinel Character Portrait: Megahertz

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(I really should double check the post location after refreshing a page)

The setting changes from stratevaria-galaxy to F.S.S. Realta Nua

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Character Portrait: Gelon Deskovitch Character Portrait: Ridley Character Portrait: Alisa Vladimirovna Catria Character Portrait: Sentinel Character Portrait: Megahertz

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The rumbling grew exponentially louder, heralding something of great proportion. Dust fell out of hidden portions of the house, creating a haze of glittering particles in the air. The rumbling diminished, appearing to almost cease. It was an illusion. A smashing sound came from the ceiling, registered almost immediately by his sensors. Ridley tackled Gelon carrying him out of danger. On the roof stood two creatures he had never seen before, only heard of in tales of the greatest battles between the Napishtim Federation and Beastman Empire.

The Cazadores.

Sighing as only a tired synthetic robot could sigh, Sentinel simply let himself be smashed out of the house by the tail of the beast. Smashing through the wall, he landed near the edge of the terrace overlooking the rest of the ship. Apathy had seized him for the moment. He didn't care much about dying, nor about the other's dying. Except for Megahertz. This started him as he flew through the air.

Twisting, he landed on his feet, digging grooves into the street. Snapping his gaze back to the house, he saw Gelon swinging on the tail of one Cazadore before launching himself off the beast, tackling Megahertz into a nearby room out of his sight. Normally, Sentinel would have remained impassive in the face of such danger, operating only to remove the threat as efficiently as possible. Considerations for safety were not something to be taken. With the changing of his fundamental coding, however, the response this time was much different.

Sentinel's visor took on a red tone, glowing sharply as the intensity of the back lights increased. Viewing the world through a red haze, he was seized by rage, a burning desire to destroy those threatening his charges. Smoke began to waft from the gaps in his armor, small spark accompanying the plumes. Crackling noises rang out, penetrating the sounds of combat through their sheer power. Air around Sentinel began to warp as his telekinetic module was overcharged, pushed far past its limits. His reactor could not keep up with the strain, draining itself in an attempt to sustain Sentinel's systems. It would last as long as he needed.

Arcs of lightning bolted out from his body, contorting the air even more. He rose, coming level with the the Cazadore on the roof. Locking gazes with the creature, he stared for a second before a keening wail burst from his body. "I am the storm," he whispered. Extending his blades, he charged the two Greater Beasts. He was Sentinel, the Iron Knight. They would know his wrath.

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Character Portrait: Mosa Belkan Character Portrait: Deunan Knight Character Portrait: Gelon Deskovitch Character Portrait: Quin Veta Character Portrait: Ridley Character Portrait: Alisa Vladimirovna Catria Character Portrait: Lekan Voldaris Character Portrait: Sentinel Character Portrait: Boris Kivorisch Drakov Character Portrait: Megahertz Character Portrait: Ozma Knight Character Portrait: Ophelia Character Portrait: 'Super Duper' Cubey Character Portrait: Beatrice Schwartz

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Mosa scoffed and shook his head at Ophelia's question. "Ha! Puny explosion no match for Manly Mosa!", he boasted, before beating his chest once with his right fist. Mosa coughed and sniffled, nodding at Ophelia's statement. "Da!....Da..." He followed her out. When he noticed her stopping, he slowed down his walk, and then halted as he stood next to her, surveying the area as well. Mosa glanced at Ophelia when he overheard her talking to herself. He directed his gaze forward again as he heard a girly shriek coming from not too far away, and stayed quiet to think for a moment.

Eventually, he asked her with a confident smile, "Well, what DO you want to do?"

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Megahertz looked at Gelon, wide-eyed. "W-WHAT-" Before she could even complete her words, she was tackled by Gelon through the wall, and on to the bed in Vlad's room. She howled in pain from the impact, and they could hear the rubble falling behind them....and attracting the first Cazadore's attention.

"Ow..ow..Gelon, p-please get off...", Megahertz whispered politely with Gelon's on top of her. Vlad's room was filled with various skulls, bones, weapons, and other mementos from her bounty hunting life.

They could hear the Cazadore growling, as it slowly crawled towards Vlad's room, its eyes focused on the Gelon-shaped hole on the wall. As it was about to leap, Ridley suddenly smashed through the wall from the outside, and held up his shield to hold back the Cazadore's fangs. The strong beast pushed him forward and forced ridley's feet to drag along the floor. "HNGH!"

The Cazadore's eyes narrowed as it thrashed its head left and right, trying to throw Ridley out of the way, and his shield out of its mouth. However, Ridley rapidly generated ice around his legs to glue his feet to the ground, resisting the incredibly strong Cazadore as best as he can. "Gelon! You - better...do something-" Ridley grunted as cracks appear on the ice around his feet. "-FAST!", he shouted


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The second Cazadore stood tall and proud, proper for the king amongst flames, as it glared at Sentinel. Responding to his whisper, the second Cazadore lets out a mighty roar, as orange embers were generated from its mane, an its jet-black claws turning orange from the intense heat it controlled.

The second Cazadore leaped off the roof and tackled Sentinel, its absolutely enormous body dwarfing the iron knight. Even as lightning assaults its body, it did not budge, forcing Sentinel towards the ground, and across the street. Cracks and burn marks appear on the gray streets, and rubble scatter behind them alongside the embers. As they skid across the street, the Cazadore stepped back from Sentinel, staggering from his electricity. But it did not step back too far. Not giving Sentinel too much time to recover, it glared at him with those burning green eyes, and quickly 'chomped' into the air, creating a clanking noise as its fangs batter each other - and caused a spark which, in turn, created a chain reaction of explosions to the embers around them. A hundred miniaturized explosions - one for each embers- occur around the lion and the synthetic, making it practically impossible to dodge. Even the lion seemed to be harmed by this attack, as it roared out in pain an swished its tail, accidentally smashing a lamp post in half behind it.

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Boris had not moved an inch from the moment Graves entered the room, still clasping his hands in front of his smirking face. He took a few moments to consider Beatrice's question.

"No, let him be. He has made me quite.....curious.", Boris said in an amused tone. "Perhaps you can help me with a cup of tea, instead."


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Cubey's voice almost immediately attracted the attention of the Cazadore, distracting it as it tried to swipe at Ozma, causing it to miss - and allowing Deunan to tackle her brother out of the way. An enormous gash was left on the ground. Deunan and Ozma rolled across the ground, both of them grunting, Ozma whimpering.

The Cazadore roared at Cubey, smoke hissing out of its nostrills. Cracking its whip-like tail as a taunt, it took a deep breath, and blasted a loud, big, burning fireball towards the cubic giraffe, with a sound not unlike cannon fire. It then looked to the side, noticing the group of Ondari, Wardens, and Quin. Gripping its claws to the ground, it turned slightly to its left, showing the large group one of its right thigh-mounted demon masks. The mask's eyes glowed and its lower jaw extended, as it fired one, two, three! smaller fireballs in rapid succession.

Deunan lifted the whimpering Ozma up, and with a determined gaze, dragged him behind a wall. "Stay here!", she ordered him. She then turned towards the Cazadore currently preoccupied with Cubey, Quin, the Ondari, and the Wardens. With a flick of the wrist, she activated her beam charger's whip mode, and rushed towards the scene......

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Character Portrait: Gelon Deskovitch Character Portrait: Ridley Character Portrait: Alisa Vladimirovna Catria Character Portrait: Sentinel Character Portrait: Megahertz

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Barreling through the air, Sentinel took almost no notice of the Cazadore's roar. The threat was both trivial in importance and ignored by Sentinel's apathetic fury. Folding his arms as the Greater Beast lunged off the roof towards him, Sentinel's systems worked deftly to absorb the shock of the impact as they landed on the ground. Furrows were left in the lane, enough pressure placed on Sentinel's back to damage the plates slightly. The rest of his armor was also beginning to show small signs of injury, small cracks running through plates that had had their shaped warped.

The Cazadore bounced away, stunned by the electricity still arching off of Sentinel. He began to charge just as the beast 'bit' the air, causing a pulse of explosions. All the sparks hanging in the air suddenly ignite, a chain reaction surrounding the two combatants in a wreath of fire. The explosions continue into Sentinel, blowing off massive portions of his armor before stopping. Thrown backwards by the blasts, he stands up shakily. Much of his body is little more than the endoframe, whatever armor plating left damaged beyond recognition by the blasts.

Sentinel's reactor is now visible, a compact orb of material powering his body past normal limits. Glowing faintly before, the unit now shone a golden yellow, a blinding light to any that would look his way unprotected. Dropping the ruined particle cannons on the ground, Sentinel continued to pour more power into his telekinetic module, causing the glow to increase even more. Now floating above the ground without even directing himself, the air around Sentinel was so warped that only light escaped, a golden orb to anyone looking on. Gazing at the Cazadore, he was infused with a sense of sorrow that such a great beast had to die. That he was going to die.

Reaching an arm up to his now exposed kinetic module, he touched the piece softly. Sentinel lost all consciousness as the shockwave bloomed out of his body, disintegrating everything around him and continuing outwards to destroy whatever was in its path.

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Character Portrait: Mosa Belkan Character Portrait: Deunan Knight Character Portrait: Gelon Deskovitch Character Portrait: Byatis Character Portrait: Quin Veta Character Portrait: Ridley Character Portrait: Lekan Voldaris Character Portrait: Sentinel Character Portrait: Megahertz Character Portrait: Ophelia Character Portrait: 'Super Duper' Cubey

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Megahertz nodded at Gelon's request. "One second!", before pulling out her datapad and furiously stroking across the screen. "c'mon, c'monc'monnnn! Load damn youuu...", Megahertz impatiently chattered while watching the loading screen.

As Gelon activated the sprinkler system, cold water poured from the ceiling towards the Cazadore. At first, it didn't seem to help, the creature continuing to press forward. However, with a grunt and a push, Ridley lets out a tiny pulse which transformed the falling water into icicles. A thousand tiny icy spikes fall on top of the fire lion, annoying it greatly and causing it to flinch, giving Ridley just the right moment to counterattack with a quick, hard, swing of the mace. A loud thud and a sudden crack was heard, and the Cazadore howled in pain as it staggered back.

"HA-HA! Thanks for that, Deskovitch!", Ridley roared out confidently, for the first time showing genuinely positive emotions towards his team leader. He preemptively raised his large shield as the Cazadore countered with a swipe from one of its mighty paws, which forced him back a couple of meters upon impact, but failed to knock him down or injure him. The walking glacier stared at the king amongst flames, eye to eye. The Cazadore growled and tried to swipe at him again with its right claw, but this time, Ridley rolled to the left, tumbled for a bit, then threw his mace towards the lion's face like a boomerang, which shattered into pieces and caused it to roar in pain as the ice shards were embedded in its eyes. Ridley circled the creature, shield raised, right hand generating a new ice mace.

Megahertz suddenly turned to Gelon. "GOT IT! You gotta break its fangs!! That way, it'll just be a big fat cat!", she shouted with a determined look on her face. Inside this house, she could only hear the vicious electrical sparks and mighty explosions outside, as she hoped that her iron knight would survive fighting the other Cazadore. She took a brief moment to glance towards the wall and smiled when she heard the lion's pained roar, confident in her friend's victory.

Suddenly, however, she heard the loud rumbling noise and felt part of the shockwave as it blew pass the house, causing her to trip and fall to the ground. "Ahh!" Her previously confident face turned into one of worry. Her friend will be okay...right?

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The Cazadore crawled towards Sentinel standing shakily with his reactor exposed. Slowly, proudly. It seemed confident in its victory, with its head up high and its gait steady and straightforward. Looking at Sentinel from top to bottom, its attention was caught when Sentinel touched his exposed core. A second passed. And the lion realized just too late....that it was doomed.

Widening its eyes and roaring in terror, Sentinel's destructive shockwave was accompanied by a mighty roar of its own. The Cazadore tried to flee, but it was futile. The explosion disintegrated it, stripping it to its bones, and then turning those bones into dust under a blinding light. The last part to disintegrate was its face, with which it gazed to the artificial sky during its final moments. The disintegrated remnants of the Cazadore was thrown against the walls, where it shattered into even tinier fragments.

As the rumbling shockwave ended, only a piece of one of the Cazadore's saber teeth were left, plopping to the ground and bouncing twice in a rather undignified manner.


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Mosa lets out a simple grunt of acknowledgement at Ophelia's statement as he scratched his back. Mosa smirked at the sight of the Cazadore. Looks like a strong and worthy foe, he thought. He then grinned as he noticed Lekan, Quin, a rubik giraffe, that pop star whose name Mosa always forgot, and a group of other Lekans and their synthetic butlers. "Heh.", Mosa chuckled. Seems like they were having a good fight, and he was especially impressed by Lekan's decision to fight. Perhaps his victory against Quin was not beginner's luck. Perhaps he was not as much of a coward as he seemed. Perhaps he felt he had an advantage with his friends around. Or perhaps he fell on his head. Either way, Mosa found himself...rather intrigued.

Mosa folded his arms when Ophelia asked her question. "Stratevaria is a weird place. Mosa just rolls with it most of the time.", Mosa nodded to himself. Normally he would stop there, but he noticed Ophelia's enthusiasm. With a smile, he pointed towards Lekan. "Da blue one is a comrade. His name Lekan Voldaris." He next pointed at Quin. "Da green one also comrade, formerly enemies. Her name Quin Veta." Mosa folded his arms again. "The others..Mosa not familiar. But they are fighting a good fight, and Mosa intend to join." Mosa paused, and gave his thuggish grin again, as he looked at Ophelia eye to eye. "Do you?"

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Byatis arrived at the sight of quite a huge mess indeed. The pungent odor of smoke and blood fill the air. Walls riddled with bullet holes and burn marks. Bodies laying about, a considerable number mutilated. Almost immediately, he would be able to see the Ondari and the Wardens' fighting against one of the enormous Cazadores, which roared mightily despite being overpowered and overwhelmed.

Just then, Byatis heard a deafening roar right behind him. It was so loud and accompanied by a mighty gust of wind, that he can feel his tentacles fluttering in front of his face. Two more massive lions leap from the ship walls above him - and landed with frightening grace. One of the cats' mighty long tail nearly brushed Byatis' face, as both of them rushed to assist their disadvantaged comrade.

Quite the clusterfuck indeed.

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Character Portrait: Gelon Deskovitch Character Portrait: Ridley Character Portrait: Sentinel Character Portrait: Megahertz Character Portrait: Jeremy Graves

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Jeremy ran through the passageways, checking his datapad constantly, making sharp turns at many intersections. Overhanging pipes and wires were brushed aside as the mobster barreled through the service hallways. Activating his communicator, he ordered, "Oi, whelps. Get your behinds to the set-up point. Wait for me there and make sure you don't get caught."

"Got it boss," came the reply before cutting off. He had established with everyone that when the ship was entered, they were to maintain radio silence except for urgent needs unless they were found by trackers of some sort. Location for meetings had already been established but he wanted to make sure that some of his men were still alive and on the ship before proceeding. Ducking below a low-hanging beam, Graves burst through a door, light flooding his eyes momentarily before they adjusted to the added brightness.

Below him he spotted the raging fires caused by his intrusion, most under control by the survivors of the attack. If the attack was over. At a higher level house were two of the Cazadores, right where Sentinel would be fighting. The other three were in other areas of the ship. He could not pinpoint their locations but their distinctive roars gave him clues. Advancing along the walkway, he maintained his invisibility in case anyone was watching.

An explosion caught his attention, coming from the direction of Sentinel. Looking up he saw one Cazadore had disappeared, presumably into the house. At that moment Sentinel and Ridley were blasted through the walls. Ridley recovered and ran back inside to engage the first Cazadore. Sentinel, however, stood there and an extraordinary change undertook him. With Graves watching in stupefaction, Sentinel began to glow faintly, bolts of lightning shooting from his body. His image began to warp, signs of a massive disturbance in the air around him.

Moving to a sprint, Graves took his eyes off the pair as they engaged, quickly dropping down onto the boulevard not too far from the combatants. Looking up, Graves was shocked to see Sentinel touch his core, seemingly stripped of armor, before being consumed by a golden light. The Cazadore simply disappeared, melting into nothingness. Ducking behind a stand, Graves was nevertheless winded by the power of the explosion.

Popping out, he made his way slowly to Sentinel's inert body. Pain infused him at seeing such a mighty warrior laid low, but even more prevalent was the humility Graves felt at the massive display of power. Crouching by the body, he examined Sentinel's insides, seeing the reactor and telekinetic module heavily damaged, both almost slag heaps. The mainframe was almost undamaged, surprisingly. Connecting his data-pad to a port, he scanned quickly through Sentinel's coding and grinned. Yes, he most definitely could work with this.

A cry of pain came from the house, definitely from the Cazadore. Extending the shadow cloak to cover Sentinel as well, albeit at great concentration, he made his way into the house and observed the small group for a moment before dropping the invisibility except on Sentinel, leaning his inert body against a wall. Extracting a whistle, he locked eyes with the Cazadore, making a small motion before blowing the object. The Greater Beast writhed in pain yet submitted, stunned by the whistle.

Smiling at the three in the house, he announced, "Greetings fellow adventurers. The names Kent. Clark Kent. How may I be of service?"

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Character Portrait: Gelon Deskovitch Character Portrait: Ridley Character Portrait: Sentinel Character Portrait: Megahertz Character Portrait: Jeremy Graves Character Portrait: Beatrice Schwartz

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Beatrice sprints to sentinel, eager to get her hands on some new toys. She leaps over dead bodies and rushes past a few adventurers fighting a cazadore. The closer she gets the more excited she becomes. Her gauntlets, not yet activated, beam with neon green light as she makes her way to the fallen husk of the war machine.

Beatrice gets there just in time to see something even better. Her good "friend" the mobster is also there. The question still remains, where is sentinel's body, or whats left of it. Beatrice enters the room quietly and kicks Grave's knees making him fall to the floor helplessly. "Whats wrong, aren't you happy to see me darling?" She says with the same sadistic look from before. Beatrice takes out the circular object from her pocket and throws it under the Cazadore. A bluish gas emits from the device, and in the following seconds the cazadore is put to sleep.

Beatrice steps on graves back triumphantly, "Hello kiddos, I am Mrs. Schwartz." She says reaching for the data pad on Grave's arm and synching it with her own. "Oh my, so you were the one to take the data from poor Mr. robot." She says while examining the data. "Speaking of which, where is that dead hunk of junk, his rotting 'corpse' has to be around here somewhere." She finally releases the mobster from her grip and moves over towards megahertz. "My, my what do we have here a young Ishkavi, and a cute one at that." Beatrice says in a very flirtatious manner.

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Character Portrait: Gelon Deskovitch Character Portrait: Ridley Character Portrait: Sentinel Character Portrait: Megahertz Character Portrait: Jeremy Graves Character Portrait: Beatrice Schwartz

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The only warning Graves receives of Beatrice's imminent attack is the sound of feet running through the doorway. Exhaling quickly, he allows himself to fall in a controlled fashion to the floor as the back of his leg is kicked in by Beatrice. With his face pressed against the dust, he remains motionless as she stands on top of him, gloating over her apparent victory.

"A pleasure to see you to, dear, How nice of you to stop by," he responds sarcastically. Yes, his annoyance with the Ishkavi was increasing quite quickly. Maybe he would torture her with pasta if he had the chance. That would certainly be a very interesting proposition, especially considering the soft, flexible nature of the food item. Grunting as his arm was wrenched up from the ground and touched to Beatrice's own. The small ding of a data transfer emanates from his data-pad as his wrist is released from her grip.

He chuckles in a sardonic fashion. "Hope you like Warden code and some fairly common Dagojouiisan combat protocols. Ain't much else in there. Won't teach you how to build him at any rate." As Beatrice stepped off his back, he drew in a ragged breath and flexed his muscles to rid them of the soreness. Physical fitness was something he participated in but he hadn't seen actual combat in a while. He had forgotten the fatigue that accompanied exertion. Knife skills, however, he never gave up. If he could just get another power blade, then he would teach Beatrice a little lesson.

Sitting up as Beatrice confronted the other free, he scoffed at Beatrice as she 'complimented' Megahertz. He responded to Gelon, backing up towards the body of the Cazadore, "I teamed with Sentinel a few times back in the day, and Ms. Schwartz here works for the guy in the sky, aka Drakov. If Drakov had his way, Sentinel would simply be the blueprint for a personal army of his. Isn't that right Beatrice?" By that point he was reclining against the Greater Beast.

Dropping his broken gun onto the floor, he slipped the power knife out of his coat and began sharpening it needlessly. "I know Sentinel wouldn't approve of such an action. That's why he isn't in a military outfit in the first place." Examining the edge, he ran the blade against the skin of the Cazadore, breaking it but not cutting deep enough to draw blood. "So how about you hit the road, Jack, and don't you come back no more."

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Character Portrait: Gelon Deskovitch Character Portrait: Ridley Character Portrait: Sentinel Character Portrait: Megahertz Character Portrait: Jeremy Graves Character Portrait: Beatrice Schwartz

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"Gelon Deskovitch, it seems as if you are suffering from a nano bot deficiency. I would be suprised if you could even the pull the trigger of that gun you are carrying." Without even a moments hesitation, Beatrice hacks into the Darkov weapon and discharges the clip. She then swings her elbow into the arm of the wounded Gelon, she grabs the arm that is flung into the air and pulls the trigger on the pistol. "Relax sweety, I'm not here to hurt you." Beatrice gives a very friendly inviting smile to the mercenary. Her knee shoots up and hits Gelon in the groin sending the already hurting man to his knees. "Much," She says snickering at the sight of both Graves and Deskovitch. She pulls out a small syringe and places it in Gelon's hands. "A gift from Boris, be sure to thank him for sparing your pathetic life."

Beatrice examines the work of Graves digging into the cazadore, "What the hell do you think you are doing 'Kent'?" She says looking angrily towards the mobster now carving up the fallen beast. Before receiving an answer she turns to look back at megahertz. Beatrice's eyes wandering up and down along the young Ishkavi's body. "So darling, can you tell me where I can find your robot friend?" Beatrice says putting on her best friendly and compassionate voice. Beatrice turns her head to Ridley. "How about you Popsicle, Boris will be more then impressed if one of his own were to find something of this expense." She says pulling out a stack of credits from inside her shirt.

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Character Portrait: Gelon Deskovitch Character Portrait: Ridley Character Portrait: Sentinel Character Portrait: Megahertz Character Portrait: Jeremy Graves Character Portrait: Beatrice Schwartz

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Gelon slump to the ground and nearly couldn't stay together as he was handed the syringe and was kicked in the groin "I think Kent is right" he said and inject himself "that is why I ask you too leave without any data. I might work for Boris but that doesn't mean I agree with everything" he said as he got up and his vision returned "and I won't ask again nicely, so hand over the data and leave" he said and grabbed a medium sized melee weapon, this time no fancy technology to put him out of the game "your welcome to help Kent"

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Character Portrait: Gelon Deskovitch Character Portrait: Ridley Character Portrait: Sentinel Character Portrait: Megahertz Character Portrait: Ciril Ekhart Character Portrait: Jeremy Graves Character Portrait: Beatrice Schwartz

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Graves stared impassively at Beatrice as she droned on, smiling sardonically as she yelled at him. In response, he activated the power field on the blade and allowed the weapon to sink slowly into the Cazadore. Trembles rippled through the beast's body, unconscious reactions to the extreme physical pain coursing from the point of contact. Such useful items, powered objects.

Flicking the blade into an off position, he began flourishing the knife, afforded nothing else to do. Looking pointedly at Beatrice, he stated, "I, dearest, was simply testing out the effectiveness of my current weapon on a sufficiently sturdy target. Unless of course you would like to let me use you as practice." Grinning wolfishly, he moved to throw the knife. The blade shot forward, hilt sliding along Graves' palm blindingly fast, before arresting itself at his fingertips. Pirouetting the knife, he tucked it back into his sleeve.

Nodding sagely at Gelon as he picked up a weapon, Graves muttered a brief thanks before imperceptibly stiffening. Loosening the blade in his sleeve, he stood still as his synthetically enhanced senses picked up sound coming from above him. Glancing upwards, he stared at the vent in the ceiling of the room. Placing a finger to his lips in a sarcastic command of silence, he wondered who could possibly be watching them. If it hadn't been for a brief lull in the noise, he would never have detected whoever it was. Not that Graves cared much who found him for the moment. Everyone who wanted him dead or captured was somewhere else; not all were in the realm of the living, that he had made sure of.

Yawning, he stretched his arms, making small motions with his hands as he chanted under his breath. With much of his concentration already being poured into cloaking Sentinel, the incantation was taxing his physical strength instead of his willpower. Dropping his hands to his waist, still making small motions, he smiled. "Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls. I thank you all for being so kind as to attend me at my court. I fear that pressing matters draw me away at the moment. Thank you." With the cessation of his sentence, he uttered the last word of the spell and made a casting motion towards the ground. Shadow flowed from his hand in a thick stream, inky blackness consuming all sight. Within seconds, the substance filled the room, obscuring all vision except his until they activated an advanced sensor. In that brief time, he cloaked himself, stumbling from exhaustion as he did so. Jogging over to Sentinel, he lifted the frame of the once-mighty warrior, grunting with effort, before setting off.

Once clear of the building, he made his way back to the service tunnels, threading once again through the pipes and wires. Checking his data pad for the map, he slowly wound his way to the meeting area where his six surviving officers were. Entering the room, he snapped twice before dropping the cloaks on both him and Sentinel. Leaning the synthetic's body against the wall, he slumped next to it.

"You ok, boss?" queried one of the gangsters, a squat synthetic.

Laughter seized Graves as he though of his predicament. Uncomfortably, the others filed out of the room, leaving him alone. Laughter turned to wheezing yet continued. Oh no, he wasn't ok. He was victorious.

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Character Portrait: Gelon Deskovitch Character Portrait: Ridley Character Portrait: Sentinel Character Portrait: Megahertz Character Portrait: Ciril Ekhart Character Portrait: Jeremy Graves Character Portrait: Beatrice Schwartz

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Beatrice is starting to like the mobster more and more. Their interactions, as violent and deadly as they are, proved to be entertaining to her. "Oh heavens no, you should know I am not that kind of girl." She says looking directly at megahertz licking her lips with her long cat-like tongue. Beatrice's ears twitch lightly at the sound of Gelon's voice. Her expression, which is only visible to Ridley and Megahertz. Changes from a seductive playful face, to a terrifying and gruesome grin. The cat-like Ishkavi starts laughing hysterically as she turns around to confront her prey. Her head is tilted upwards slightly and madness is etched into her sadistic smile. Her neon green eyes beam with energy and her gauntlets buzz with power. "What did you just fucking say to me?"

Graves interrupts the "show" by motioning everyone to be quiet, in the next moment the mobster is gone. When the shadow magic finally clears, Beatrice looks to her right seeing apart of sentinel's damaged armor. Her grin fades to an expression of complete anger, he had been cloaking the robot the entire time. "Do you know who I am?! You cannot fathom what I am capable of, I am your superior IN EVERY FUCKING WAY!" She says lashing out at Gelon. She sends a signal to all nano bots located within the mercenaries arms to power off. "YOU LOW LIFE PIECE OF TRASH, YOU THINK YOU CAN ORDER ME AROUND?! I COULD KILL YOU IN MERE SECONDS WITH A FUCKING THOUGHT!" She activates one of her gauntlets extending the plasma blade. "I AM YOUR FUCKING GOD! WHEN I SAY WALK, YOU WALK! WHEN I SAY STOP, YOU FUCKING STOP! AND WHEN I SAY BOW, YOU BOW! Beatrice sends a signal to the nano bots in his lower legs, powering them down. Gelon drops helplessly to his knees, as beatrice puts the plasma near the man's neck. "Is that understood Mr. Deskovitch?" She says calming down a bit, but the remnants of her outrage still apparent on her face.

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Character Portrait: Gelon Deskovitch Character Portrait: Ridley Character Portrait: Sentinel Character Portrait: Megahertz Character Portrait: Ciril Ekhart Character Portrait: Jeremy Graves Character Portrait: Beatrice Schwartz

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Gelon grins and sighs "no" he simply says and punches with the handel of the blade against the side of her knee "megahertz go to Ridley!" He ordered her and got up and away from the plasma blades "I have no god cause I have my own faith in my hands" he said and jab the sword through plasma blade wrist bands "and you mess with the wrong mercenary" he said before he head butted her and let her fall on her back "I wanted to let you go unharmed but now you just ask for a beating, you see I can function just fine as long the 'controllers' are inside me, special nanobots that don't decay and make your signals useless cause the say ON!" he said and hold the blade on the ground "what would happen if I just rip one of those tentacles out? Mmmm? I bet a lot of pain" he said as he sit down on her hips and arke forward in the same way he had Deunan pinned "you know why you can't deactivate my controller nanobots? Cause they are me they are in my head feeding of the electricity I make with thinking, do you know the movie the matrix? Well if you do I think you know how they do it

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Character Portrait: Gelon Deskovitch Character Portrait: Sentinel Character Portrait: Megahertz Character Portrait: 'Super Duper' Cubey Character Portrait: Jeremy Graves

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Lying bleeding, darkness filled Graves's eyes, lights flashing intermittently as blood pulsed haphazardly inside his flesh. Unaware of the chaos soon to unfold around him, he could only exhale slightly as Beatrice's hand smashed into his chest, injecting the stimulant into his system. Awareness slowly began to return to his consciousness as the compound worked on his body, repairing the massive damages caused by Ridley's mace in time to quick to be possible normally. Despite the miracle being worked by Beatrice's actions, Graves was still much too weak to comprehend what was to happen next.

As the pieces of the dead world smashed into Nekrim, Graves could do naught but sit dazedly, staring at the ceiling as the Realta Nua was racked by the waves and pieces of debris. Three of Graves underlings came running through the mangled ship, darting around broken bodies and panicking people. Reaching him, the three glanced around, worried themselves.

"Shit, Carek and Hamil are dead, the boss is dying and the entire fucking planet is exploding!? What are we gonna do, Ryze?" yelled the youngest mobster, a sandy-haired human.

"Shut yer gob, git! Graves is still alive and we'se is getting him outta here. Grab his legs, I'll get his arms. Kyra, cover us!" commanded Ryze, a tall Beastman covered with scars, testament to the numerous battles he had gone through. He and Gerald, the human, grabbed Graves and began to haul him towards the bubble shield which had been set up by Gelon while Kyra, an android, kept its armaments trained on the area around her.

They arrived just in time to watch Gelon dive in after Megahertz. Cursing, Ryze set down Graves and jumped into the raging current as well. He may be a murderer by some accounts but he was not one to simply let others die in times like these. Swimming swiftly, he closed on Megahertz and Gelon, reaching the Ishkavi to grab her and Gelon to begin dragging them back. "You fools is gonna die in this water. Don't struggle."




With the crashing of the planet and the appearance of GEHENNA, something sparked inside the Realta Nua, a power which should have been dead by any normal means. Soft whirring started and snaps of electricity darted out before settling down into the core of a destroyed machine. It sensed death approaching but such a fate did not appeal to it. And so the husk of metal began to move. Began to crawl. Blind except for an outside view, the machine started to trace a path towards an area of the ship it determined would fit its needs, a rebirth.

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Character Portrait: Sentinel Character Portrait: Jeremy Graves Character Portrait: Beatrice Schwartz

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As soon as Beatrice heard the voice she tossed the limp body of Graves on the floor, and bolted towards the control room. She was in transit when she felt the impact of whatever had collided with the moon, something so big it had split the Realta Nua in two. She quickly escaped out of the hatch of the elevator before it dropped into water that was quickly rising below her. She started to climb the metal structure trying to escape the coming waters, but her efforts were in vain. She soon was taken by the crushing force of the waters and tossed around like a rag doll as the ship started to slowly sink into the ocean. In one last attempt Beatrice pulled out her sound cannon, maximized the power output level, and started frantically shooting at the walls of the ship. They were shredded like paper form the destructive force of the weapon she had opened an entrance to the captains quarters hallway, and began frantically swimming to the hatch. Once inside, the water was drained from the room. Beatrice fell to her knees and gasped for air as the door unlocked to an undamaged control console, she ran to the computer, and began frantically flipping various switches and typing in different command codes. After a brief moment of excruciating time, the prompt came up on the screen and Beatrice collapsed to the floor in relief. The portion of the ship containing various arms and the hyper-drive were saved thanks to her efforts. Underwater, the broken wreckage of the frontal portion of the ship released a small fragment of itself as the the gigantic husk fell into the abyss below.

The remainder of the ship shoots out from under the water, and flies towards safety away from the collision sight. With Beatrice, and the now revived sentinel aboard it.

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Characters Present

Character Portrait: Mosa Belkan Character Portrait: Gelon Deskovitch Character Portrait: Byatis Character Portrait: Sentinel Character Portrait: Megahertz Character Portrait: Ophelia Character Portrait: 'Super Duper' Cubey Character Portrait: Jeremy Graves Character Portrait: Riley O'Toole Character Portrait: Beatrice Schwartz

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Ryze let Gelon go upon the man's request, loosening his grip to allow Gelon to swim away on his own. With the burden relieved from his body, the small body which Megahertz inhabited presented almost no problem to the Beastman as he swam back towards the opening from which he had descended. Despite the removal of weight, struggling against the current presented its own obstacles, accentuated by the countless pieces of flotsam and debris swirling through the tidal forces. The Realta Nua's being alive was amazing in and of itself.

Kyra waited above the hole for Ryze, leaning down to take Megahertz's battered body from the fellow Beastman. Hoisting Megahertz into her arms, Kyra carried her softly away from the hole, worried at the cold that infused the girl. Ryze clambered up into the domed area, gashes across his body slowly pumping out blood in amounts too small to be fatal or hampering. Shaking some of the water off of his fur, he glanced over at Gerald and Graves, a frown forming on his face.

Gerald, having come with a medical kit, was working tenderly on Graves's body. Beatrice's medicine may have saved Graves from certain death but more medical attention was required before he would be safe from death once more. Kyra lay Megahertz down in a position as comfortable as could be achieved before returning to the rest of the mobsters. Crouching down, they all stared at each other glummly. Out of the fifty or so that had originally come to the ship, it was now down to four members. A tear leaked from Ryze's eye, becoming lost in the damp fur that covered his face. Gerald simply stared blankly, going about his work in a mindless state.

"What are we going to do, Ryze?" muttered Kyra. "This ship is destroyed and there is no form of getting off planet in the foreseeable future."

Ryze began to speak but was interrupted from a gasping by Graves. His eyes fluttered open weakly, a sheen of sweat covering his face. "We'll live, that's what,' he wheezed. Hacking racked his body as he began to sit up. Kyra settled her arm behind his back to support him. Gathering his breath, he said more loudly so that everyone could hear, "So what are we going to do?" Part of the ship blasting out of the water caught Graves's eye, and he spied a small object. At least that was safe.




Sentinel, feeling the part of the ship he was on detach from the rest, stopped, tilting his head. A whirring came from his body, louder than normal and the remaining appendages shifted downwards so that his body was resting on his arms and legs. Scuttling forwards quickly, he began to make his way towards the repair bay.

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Characters Present

Character Portrait: Mosa Belkan Character Portrait: Gelon Deskovitch Character Portrait: Byatis Character Portrait: Sentinel Character Portrait: Megahertz Character Portrait: Preston Character Portrait: James Character Portrait: Ophelia Character Portrait: 'Super Duper' Cubey Character Portrait: Jeremy Graves Character Portrait: Riley O'Toole

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Listening as the survivors arranged themselves under the dome, Graves smiled weakly, unwilling to let the pain which the hit from Rdiely's mace had caused him show on his face. Despite the injection which Beatrice had strangely given him, blood still leaked slowly from his pelvic area, bones still shattered from the impact. Any form of movement ground the crushed pieces and as such he attempted to stay as still as possible. Upon Gelon's offer, he grinned a bit wider. "I would be much obliged, Gelon. Thank you for the offer." Upon saying that, he leaned back attempting to rest to recuperate his strength in some tiny form.

Ryze, Gerald, and Kyra continued to huddle around Graves, all rather quiet as the enormity of the situation continued to press down upon them. Hearing the sound of engines, Kyra stood and walked over to the edge of the protective dome under which they resided. Placing her hand against the covering, she sighed as well as an android could. "At least there's someone here to get us off of this hell hole."




On the section of the space ship that Beatrice had ejected, Sentinel continued towards a mechanical area, eventually arriving at a destination that suited his needs. Using the frail arms attached to his chest piece, he dragged himself onto a table which would have been used by normal people for repairing items. Grabbing several of the tools resting up there, he rolled off the edge, falling heavily onto the metal floor of the ship.

Dragging his cargo and himself towards pieces of scrap, he arrayed the various tools next to him. Inspecting the metal carefully, he tilted his head before grabbing a plasma torch. Activating the tip, he began the process of repairing his body.