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Xhava

[NPC] Owner of Xhava's Shipyard

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a character in “Sanguine Caifu”, as played by Sarasham

Description

Xhava is short, curvy and somehow always seems bigger than she is. Her unruly red hair is barely restrained by her ponytail and the fly-aways frame her deep blue eyes set high on her round face. Her skin is deeply tanned and marked with hundreds of freckles. She wears a tan, button-up dress, with a wide black belt around her waist. She is usually found working on one of the ships in her yard, or more often, trying to get payment from the ship's owners.

So begins...

Xhava's Story

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Character Portrait: Fu Ju Min Character Portrait: Xhava
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Image "Well I put the posters up. This better work..." Ju exhaled and slumped against one of the struts holding the Qi in place. She pulled out a sandalwood fan, unfurled it and began to fan herself, trying to escape the heavy heat. Every time she came here the heat always surprised her, dry heat or no, it was still far too hot for any normal human. Her face was dewed lightly with sweat, her black hair weighted, but not quite drenched with sweat. Her loose, white shirt was helping her avoid the heat, and she had it open to the air, exposing a simple black tank-top underneath. Her pants were similarly loose, the dark khaki fabric still airy and light. "Fuck this whole thing. I mean, at least we were close enough to limp into port, but fuck... this whole thing is just utter shit Xhava. This isn't just shit creek, I am adrift in an ocean of shit and I'm not even sure I have a raft, let alone a paddle."

"It's a port city miss Fu. If you can't find a crew here then you can't find one anywhere." Xhava stepped out of the shadows underneat the Qi, her small height clearly a boon in her business. Ju was never sure if Xhava had chosen to be a ship's mechanic because of her height, or if the universe had simply blessed the woman with her wide, short frame and a knack for engines. There was a smear of oil on Xhava's face, right above her dark blue eyes, where she had tried to brush away a lock of her red hair.

"Not that I'd blame them for avoiding you if you keep talking like that. I hope you didn't put 'Come join my pity party for a one-way ticket to mopesville' on them posters, miss Ju." Xhava's voice was gentle and joking, accented in a way that reminded Ju of rye whiskey and dust. "Look, I understand that you don't want to talk about what happened. Fair enough. But you're not gonna get out of whatever shit you're in by sitting on your ass and bitching about it."

"No, I'm gonna get out of it by paying you through the nose, right?" Ju smirked and followed Xhava without so much as an indication from the stout woman. She'd been here enough times to know the drill. The service wasn't cheap, but she needed it now more than ever. Xhava was hands-down the best at keeping the Qi's engine in order and no one could pick up tracking bugs like her. And right now, Ju needed that kind of skill.

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Character Portrait: Fu Ju Min Character Portrait: Monolith Character Portrait: Xhava Character Portrait: Donald 'Donny' Kyung
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Image Ju clasped Xhava's hand, her smile a little strained. They both knew this was going to be her last trip to the shipyard for a while.

"Gǎnxiè yīqiè..." Ju said, briefly contemplating hugging the woman before she thought better of it. She turned to see a man standing in the doorway. He was tall and foreboding, wearing a helmet that sent shivers down her spine. Alliance Intelligence. She knew that uniform well. Tai Hong had introduced her to a few Operatives. She couldn't tell what made her skin crawl more, remembering Tai, or this man showing up where she was unannounced. She swore quietly and turned to the man.

"Can I help you?" Xhava piped up, stepping between Ju and the Operative. "I was just about to close the shop for lunch, so if you have business you'd best hear it now."

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The Operative tilted his head down slightly to peer at the somewhat short mechanic standing before him; it was unusual to see someone who wasn't showing any telltale signs of fear in his presence. When one put on the uniform of the Alliance Clandestine Operations Department, they had to shoulder the blame and fear that resulted from so many years of horrific acts.

This Operative, however, shouldered those no more.

"I wish to speak with Captain Ju. Pressing matters." The Operative's helmet had a vocoder built in to modify his voice to that of a flat, mechanical tone, both to hide the identity behind the soulless mask and to make him seem even more inhuman.

The mechanic nodded, and to the mild amusement of the Operative, the briefest paleness appeared on her face. This woman, who had been so fearless before, was now concerned for her friend. Alliance Operatives were trained to notice and understand these tiny signs; were this Operative still working for ACOD, this would be a tool for extortion. Luckily enough, he was not.

The Operative turned towards Captain Ju, who was eyeing him with concern, and indicated for her to follow him out of a nearby doorway; he noted that a ship was parked nearby. Most probably hers.

When they were out of earshot of any bystanders, most of which knew better than to interfere in Alliance business anyways, the Operative turned back to face the Captain.

"Captain Ju. I require your assistance."

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“Fixed...” Donny lets slip, the kiosk was being unresponsive, and playing hard to get. Finally though, his endeavor was at it's end, or so he believed. At least he didn't have to worry about 'card' problems again, and even then he hoped he didn't seem like the thuggish type.

“Space spiders...?” He recalls the Captain mentioning them, it caught his ears, but he didn't pay much attention to it; he simply assumed she kept pet spiders of the space variety somewhere aboard the ship.

Fortunately, the trek from Xhava's to the kiosk was relatively short a skip there, and a sudden dead leg here showed Donny back to the shipyard. His pace slowed to a drudge as he neared the door to Xhava's side office. It was lunchtime, or just about; however, all that bothered him didn't arise until he was about to enter, “I better not be getting my fuckin' hopes up for nothin...” He gripes to himself before entering the office, “Xhava? I'm back.” He called out, only to see the female mechanical genius pale as a ghost.

A shiver trickled down his back, anything that could make the color fade from this tough woman's face definitely meant he should be cautious. “Xhava wha-” About to concern himself with the matter, the not so ladylike lady quiets him with a 'Shush'. Instead of protesting he just stood there, wondering where the Captain was. The whole situation made him nervously play with the card he had gone through so much trouble to change, just for this opportunity. Negative thoughts raced through his mind, all of which too fast to truly ponder on.

Xhava turned to the young man, “Sorry about that, Kid. Just some hairy business is going down. You fix your information card?” Donny nods, “Good. If you want, just sit down for a bit. She shouldn't be too long.” Another nod. Sit down, he questions inwardly, sit down and go insane you mean? He simply does as he's told. The heat of the office wears at him, combined with the fact that everything seems so odd and the bad feeling he has in his gut. Just so much shit.

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OOC: quick time-skip for Monolith's interview
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Image "Oh right, the Space Spiders." Ju stepped back into Xhava's main shop, seeing Xhava relax significantly as she saw the Operative without his helmet on. Ju agreed, those things were disquieting. She turned to Charles. "The Qi has Space Spiders, a whole bunch of them, especially under the tiles of the upper Starboard cargo hold. You'll want to avoid that spot, space spiders are pretty creepy. In fact, might be best if you just avoided the cargo bays entirely." Ju's face was lit with a crooked little smirk.

"Now you two are the only ones here so far, so get introduced while we see if anyone who can actually help me pilot this rig is going to show up." Ju leaned against the doorway, looking outside to see if anyone was coming down the street for her. Passengers were fine, but she needed a crew. Tai had supplied the majority of her crew so now she needed a whole new crew. She'd barely been able to get the Qi here by herself, she was not a pilot, not an engineer and she was far from being both at the same time.

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Charles raised an eyebrow at the mention of the spiders. He had, of course, encountered less-than-friendly animals in the course of his former work, but none on the ship he was going to be residing on. Only a mild concern, however; how bad could space spiders be? He had no idea.

Noticing the young man standing nearby, giving him a look as any rational-minded person seeing an unmasked Alliance Operative would, Charles strode over, the faintest hints of a smirk touching the corners of his mouth. Depositing his dismounted mask on a nearby table, he extended a hand for a handshake.

"To everyone else, I am Agent Monolith. To you and the Captain, just Charles." Fine, so the greeting was a bit cryptic; but even when unmasked, that was the appearance Charles preffered. Drawing the line between fear and trust was the best way to acquire information, for everyone would bend to one or the other. It was something that had been drilled in since day one; by now a natural thought process.

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Donny looked dumbfounded. What? He thought inwardly about the whole scene before him, an Alliance guy wants to shake my hand? Nervously, and with an obvious doubtfulness; the young man extends his arm and slaps his hand against the Alliance member's. He gives a firm shake, to hopefully prevent anyone from figuring out his bluff. After that, he seamlessly lightened up and showed less anxiety than before. “Charles? You have a strong handshake. I'm Donny. I just became a part of this crew myself...” Possibilities raced through his mind, if the Captain was able to recruit this guy, and finds more like him what use would he have. Deep in the pit of his stomach a churning began, and once more yet more secretly he became nervous.

Over the course of a few minutes this thought clouded his mind, and made him shift awkwardly in his seat; it honestly made him look like he had to pee. To hopefully calm his mannerisms altogether he swiped a magazine from a nearby stand and began to flip through it. Contained within it were a whole bunch of different diagrams for new ships, with insanely costly prices for materials and complete blueprints listed. His plan worked, as his mind veered from it's previous dilemma to a griping about how impossible some of the expenses were to keep a ship maintained.

“Oi. Xhava?” He pipes up, looking over to the mechanic, “Since the Captain needs an engineer, and...We're in short supply currently, are there things you can show me in a short time that might make me a little bit more of what the Qi needs?”[/color] Truth was he doubted he'd have the grease monkey attitude, and he knew for a fact he had no natural talent when it came to anything mechanical; in the end though, if it made him less useless he'd suffer through until he was a mechanical genius. No matter how long it took.

Xhava mulled it over in her head for a bit, obviously there wasn't much she could show him, what with such an uncertain time allotted for the Qi being docked, “Ah. What the hell? Come on, Kid. I'll show you the basics, s'all we probably have time for anyways.” The lady mechanic was already headed towards her workstation, with Donny about to follow, “Captain, Charles; if you need me I'll be busy...Doing...That stuff...” He had no idea what he was going to be doing until the proving time.

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"Look kid, Engines aren't exactly something you can learn in an hour. I couldn't even teach you how to tell the difference between a Pulse drive and a reaction thruster in that time.

"The Qi has both, in case you're wondering. She uses her hydrogen-burning reaction drive when she's within orbit of a planet, but she can cross some great distances with her pulse drive. Damn nice pulse drive on her too, can break 10 G's if you know how to push her juuuust right. It's a modified Grav drive obviously, but since her reaction drive can be used outside of atmo, gives her a decent ability to maneuver in The Black.

"The real gold on the Qi? She has a second, regular Grav drive on her. Shut down her Pulse drive, flip on the Grav, little nudge from the thrusters and this girl can turn on a dime. Most ships, you get'em in The Black, point 'em in the right direction, flick on the Pulse and go. But the Qi's a military-grade model, costs something dear to get two drives on a ship, least of all two drives that won't weigh her down too much." Xhava paused and glanced back at Donny, looking him up and down for the first time. If his face hadn't given it away, those clean shoes and that neat little bag on his shoulder would have done the deed for him. This kid had no idea what she was talking about.

"Shit boy, don't let me get off on a tangent like that. I'll spend days telling you nothing you can use. Sure you'd know how to push a military engine past the 80% power-limit most people don't know they have, but you wouldn't even know how to refuel the damn thing." Xhava shook her head and lead the boy over to a few large, pressurized canisters. "This here's gonna be the fuel for most of the reaction drives, If Ju Min starts calling her the Qi-Gu, you should probably get another one of these pulled out. They'll be near--well--they'll be in the Weapon's locker if I know Ju Min at all."

"The ship's other processes run off good-ol fusion drives, the Qi's well-stocked for that so you shouldn't have to worry. If something goes wrong with the fusion drive, best to just bend over and kiss your ass good-bye." Xhava laughed heartily. Fusion-drives were a fact of life, they powered just about everything anyone had. They were so stable that meltdowns were as far in the past as Earth-That-Was.

"Fundamentally though, your best bet is to just pay attention. Listen to the engines, each one's going to sound different,
and each one's going to purr when she hits her stride. Listen to those sounds and learn them well. If there's something wrong, you'll hear it just as soon or sooner than you'll feel it. Keep your eyes on her engine too, loose screws, leaking fluids, they're just as bad on a ship as they are on a man.
" Xhava peppered in a few more chuckles there, her eyes sparkling as she went on. Engines were clearly her passion, explaining them to this kid was just a chance to rifle through her own vast knowledge on the ships. It didn't hurt that the Qi was one of the nicest ships she'd ever been able to get her hands on.

"Now then, you wanna see how to take the Qi up to her real speed?" She grinned widely, clearly eager to teach the kid one of her favorite little tricks. Military engines had their own little quirks to keep them under-performing when they were given to Civvies. But if you knew how to work around those blocks, well, that's what kept her in business.

OOC: Ack, so many words... that's what I get for reading the book while I'm writing this. Apologies for the horrifying exposition dump.

The setting changes from Xhava's Shipyard to Lower Deck

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Image "Yi Dwei Da Buen Chuo Roh.!" Ju spun on her heel, cursing vigorously. Either Zasha was going to murder Kiran, Kiran was going to seduce her damn mechanic or Kiran was going to fuck this up some other way. A Companion’s life did not prepare Kiran for a quasi-legal smuggling life. If she was lucky she’d get between the two before Kiran ended up with a wrench lodged in his skull.

"Ai Yah Tien Ah …" She grumbled as she reached the lift. This was taking longer than she wanted. And then her watch started flashing. A call was coming in. From Xhava. Naturally.

"How W’rin Bu Lai, Whai W’rin Bu Jwo! " She rolled her eyes. This shit was getting to be too much. She answered the call. " What is it Xhava, I kind of have a…situation…on board."

“Yeah well I got news you’ll want to hear. Open your cargo hold, you’ve got one more coming aboard.”


"Xhava, we’re full. I don’t need anyone else on the Qi." She sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose right between her eyebrows. She could feel a powerful headache coming on. Like the first rumbles of a storm. Tonight was going to be rough and they weren’t even out of atmo yet.

“He’s a paying customer.”

"Funh Pi…" She chuckled, a bitter and harsh sound. "Fine. I’ll open the cargo airlock, but get him on here quick." She grabbed the rail on the top of the ramp leading to the cargo hold and flipped herself over it, landing with an echoing thump on the floor of the cargo hold. Damn it felt good to be on her ship. She stood up and made her way to the cargo-hold’s air-lock, eager to see who her second customer was going to be.

The setting changes from Lower Deck to Xhava's Shipyard

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The stifling heat of this planet had made the journey to the shipyard uncomfortable. Harry Mason stood outside the main office dressed in a well kept suit fitting of his past position in the alliance. Although, in heat like there was today it was most certainly a poor choice in attire. Still, Mason had to keep up appearances.

He waited for a few more seconds before knocking on the office door again. Finally on the other side he could hear some shuffling and a moment later a short, stout lady burst out of the doorway glaring at him curiously. It seemed like she'd seen a fair few strangers already today. "I'm looking for a..." Mason plunged his hand into his suit jacket and produced a piece of paper with his handwriting on it. "Captain Fu Ju Min, I hear she is looking for some people before the ship departs? I of course have the means to pay for my passage."

The woman looked at him up and down and nodded. "Come inside I will call the captain". "I would prefer to stay out here with my luggage if you don't mind" The small woman shrugged her shoulders, smiled and disappeared back into her office. Mason had hired a courier to bring his luggage this far, he had even sat with him in the transport vehicle to ensure they arrived safely. They were too important to trust someone else with without his supervision. Looking to the sky he could see the day was dragging on no, the sun no longer sitting above him as it began it's long arc towards the horizon. The sooner he was on-board a ship the better.

Without warning the woman burst out of her office, "This way, hurry now" the woman grabbed one of the containers Mason had brought with him and was powering her way towards the ship before he could even protest. Picking up the second container he followed after.

Thankfully the ship was closer to the office than Mason imagined. After picking up his case he remembered why he had hired the courier in the first place, they weren't exactly light. The woman must have been built like an ox to carry it so far so fast.

As the cargo airlock opened a blast of fresh, cool air greeted him. The inside of the ship was a familiar site, the cold steely-blue interior of an alliance ship was not an unfamiliar site given Mason's past. Following the woman's lead he stepped on board and put the container down on the ship floor. He then noticed a confident if not slightly irritated looking woman approach. "You must be the captain, my name is Harry Mason. I understand you will be leaving this rock shortly and it would appear that is something we both have an interest in." Mason extended his hand outwards in a handshake gesture.