Derek
Name: Derek Adams
Age: 34
Sex: Male
Race: Human, Aschen
Ethnicity: Caprican
Height: 5'9
Weight: 190lbs
Place of Birth: Caprica, Caprica City
Religion: Kobollian
Occupation: Ship Commander of the AHSC RII Unyielding Heirophant
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Derek Adams
The Commander of the 'Unyielding Heirophant', Derek is attached to the Aschen Third Fleet of Glorious Consequence.
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Name: Derek Adams
Age: 34
Sex: Male
Race: Human, Aschen
Ethnicity: Caprican
Height: 5'9
Weight: 190lbs
Place of Birth: Caprica, Caprica City
Religion: Kobollian
Occupation: Ship Commander of the AHSC RII Unyielding Heirophant
So begins...
Derek Adams's Story
Though the recently promoted Commander of the Unyielding Heirophant, Derek Adams was a former crew member of the Clarity of Faith, and upon hearing word of this foray planet side, he had requested to accompany the Admiral with a small contingent of his own men. Having transfered across to the Clarity of Faith prior to their ascent into the atmosphere, he was among the men now located within the Vankoryth territories.
"Admiral," he offered as he shifted his own rifle in hand.
"Suppose the local's will give us a hard time, Sir?" he asked.
His assignment was simple enough, protect the Admiral. The question only remained as to whether it would be required.
"Admiral," he offered as he shifted his own rifle in hand.
"Suppose the local's will give us a hard time, Sir?" he asked.
His assignment was simple enough, protect the Admiral. The question only remained as to whether it would be required.
"Understood, Sir," Derek replied.
He kept close at hand, watchful not only of Daemala and 'Casren', but the rest of the small town as well. There were many buildings where untold threats and all manner of strange beast could be lurking.
He shifted his grip on his rifle, his finger never far from the trigger in the event of trouble.
He kept close at hand, watchful not only of Daemala and 'Casren', but the rest of the small town as well. There were many buildings where untold threats and all manner of strange beast could be lurking.
He shifted his grip on his rifle, his finger never far from the trigger in the event of trouble.
The setting changes from Verinotte Hollow to Gambit's Bar
Derek headed into the bar without much reservation for the uniform he wore, or the disruptor pistol at his hip. He was off duty, and frankly he could use a drink.
Sliding onto a stool not two seats away from Jayden, he waved the tender down for a beer.
Pressing the cold bottle to his lips he sighed audibly. He loved his job, he really did, and with his recent promotion to Commander of the Unyielding Heirophant, he was well on his way to a successful career in the Aschen Military, but sometimes you just needed to kick back and unwind for a night out.
Sliding onto a stool not two seats away from Jayden, he waved the tender down for a beer.
Pressing the cold bottle to his lips he sighed audibly. He loved his job, he really did, and with his recent promotion to Commander of the Unyielding Heirophant, he was well on his way to a successful career in the Aschen Military, but sometimes you just needed to kick back and unwind for a night out.
"Kid, I'm just here for a drink," Derek replied. "So kindly, go frak yourself."
He took a long swig of his drink, not bothering to spare Jayden more than a passing look as he put some Aschen credits down on the counter for the tender.
He took a long swig of his drink, not bothering to spare Jayden more than a passing look as he put some Aschen credits down on the counter for the tender.
Derek set his drink down and carefully removing his gun holster from his thigh. He calmly set it down atop the bar counter and slid it across to the tender before standing up. While Jayden was having it out at Helga, Darek lay a hand on the kid's shoulder. As soon as Jayden turned to look, Derek cracked his knuckles across the militiaman's jaw.
The blow doubled Derek over with a grunt, but he used the close proximity to turn into and grab for the front of the smaller man's shirt and drive him onto his back on the countertop where he could deliver a second blow to the militiaman's face.
Derek caught himself against a chair as he was knocked away. His hands closed around the back of the chair until his knuckles turned white before he released it and turned back towards Jayden with a wide hay-maker for the side of his head.
The first blow set Derek reeling, one hand coming up to his jaw where the cybernetic limb had struck. Dazed, Jayden's second blow knocked Derek back a step. Stepping in, he drove his own fist into Jayden's midsection before a woman's voice cut through the bar.
One hand grasped Jayden's shoulder as he hesitated. Finally he released the kid and stepped back, his hands held up in a brief display of desisting.
"We're good here," he remarked as he wiped the blood from his nose.
One hand grasped Jayden's shoulder as he hesitated. Finally he released the kid and stepped back, his hands held up in a brief display of desisting.
"We're good here," he remarked as he wiped the blood from his nose.
Derek rolled his eyes as his arms were cuffed behind his back before being rather unceremoniously shoved for the door. Frankly spending the night in a Terran cell wasn't quite what he had in mind for the evening, but nursing his ego he took it in stride. It wasn't likely that they would hold him longer than the night, and he had no inclination to get into a pissing match over an off duty bar brawl.
The setting changes from Gambit's Bar to Wing City Police Department
Derek meanwhile seemed less perturbed by the ordeal. He was stretched out casually upon one of the small cots, his fingers laced comfortably behind his head. With the adrenaline of the brawl passed, his jaw had begun to smart something fierce, but the blows to the ribs he probably wouldn't begin to feel the full extent of until morning. For now they remained at a steady, but dull ache.
He glanced to Jayden who hadn't moved from his seat on the floor.
"You look like you could use a drink, kid," he remarked. "But you know, been there already."
He glanced to Jayden who hadn't moved from his seat on the floor.
"You look like you could use a drink, kid," he remarked. "But you know, been there already."
Derek shrugged. "I'm off duty," he explained. "Anyways, I don't know what you have to worry about."
He shifted around on the cot and sat up with a wince. "You pack a hell of a punch," he noted. The cybernetic nature of Jayden's arm had been experienced well and fully, as the adornment of bruises could attest to.
He shifted around on the cot and sat up with a wince. "You pack a hell of a punch," he noted. The cybernetic nature of Jayden's arm had been experienced well and fully, as the adornment of bruises could attest to.
"Derek," he replied.
He relaced his fingers behind his head and leaned back against the wall.
"The Terran Militia?" he asked. "I somehow doubt they'll care much more than my superiors will. Probably will get more flak for spending the night in here than anything."
He relaced his fingers behind his head and leaned back against the wall.
"The Terran Militia?" he asked. "I somehow doubt they'll care much more than my superiors will. Probably will get more flak for spending the night in here than anything."
"It's not much worse off than a night in the brig," he explained. "Besides, I figure we're just about square now."
He gave Jayden a curious look.
"Why are you here anyways," he asked. "On Terra that is. You said you're not a Terran?"
He gave Jayden a curious look.
"Why are you here anyways," he asked. "On Terra that is. You said you're not a Terran?"
"I know what that's like," Derek remarked. "Living on ships. I'm the commander of the Reverence II Unyielding Heirophant."
"Odd choice of planets though. Can't step half a pace out here without coming across locals pissing on each other with no sense of order. No offense but it's just about every other month that there's another inter galactic crisis originated from here."
"Odd choice of planets though. Can't step half a pace out here without coming across locals pissing on each other with no sense of order. No offense but it's just about every other month that there's another inter galactic crisis originated from here."
"What would you propose?" Derek asked. "That everyone just look the other way while anarchy, genocidal movements and galactic crises continue to spill off from Terra?" He raised a brow.
"You know you can't really say 'Just let us do our own thing' when there's no effective assurances that these threats are under control. You've only been here a few months you said, but the day there's not a galactic threat setting up shop on Terra is the day we don't need to keep a fleet on Terra's doorstep."
He yawned and winced at the movement.
"You might want to take a closer look at what it is you stand for here. Me, I'm getting some sleep."
He lay back down on the cot and folded his arms behind his head.
"You know you can't really say 'Just let us do our own thing' when there's no effective assurances that these threats are under control. You've only been here a few months you said, but the day there's not a galactic threat setting up shop on Terra is the day we don't need to keep a fleet on Terra's doorstep."
He yawned and winced at the movement.
"You might want to take a closer look at what it is you stand for here. Me, I'm getting some sleep."
He lay back down on the cot and folded his arms behind his head.
The setting changes from Wing City Police Department to Terra
A few minutes later Derek entered. He stopped just inside the doorway and raised his hand to his chest in a firm salute. "I worship his Shadow."
He had spent the better part of his career aboard the Unyielding Heirophant, and this wasn't a novel experience for him. Derek was a loyal soldier, but with a somewhat misguided notion of honor, he had landed himself at Steele's scrutiny more than a few times over the years.
He had spent the better part of his career aboard the Unyielding Heirophant, and this wasn't a novel experience for him. Derek was a loyal soldier, but with a somewhat misguided notion of honor, he had landed himself at Steele's scrutiny more than a few times over the years.
"I was off duty, Sir," Derek replied.
Admitedly that didn't weight in all that much. He cocked a glance in Sonya's direction.
"Just there for a drink. Kid shouldn't have been running his mouth like that."
Admitedly that didn't weight in all that much. He cocked a glance in Sonya's direction.
"Just there for a drink. Kid shouldn't have been running his mouth like that."
"Hey now," Derek interjected. "I'll take my demerits, but community service for getting in a brawl with a heretic?" he asked. "Unless you're looking to drag that kid back in here, I would say we're just about square there. Kid gave as much as he got," he remarked as he rubbed at his jaw which still sported an impressive array of bruises.
Derek shrugged and settled back into his chair. "Just some dumb kid running his mouth. He's not even a Terran."
He kept an eye on Sonya, an eye partially raised at the less than thinly veiled play of emotions running across the woman's expression.
He kept an eye on Sonya, an eye partially raised at the less than thinly veiled play of emotions running across the woman's expression.