Julianna Hagan's Story

"Null cannons active Captain, but we never fixed that backphase problem" Berri called over comms

A Message came through from the ground, Marlene's voice playing on the comms.

"Captain Falcor, you're a gambling man, so I have a gamble for you. If you breach this barrier and leave this planet, I will fire a weapon that will wipe this galaxy clean of all life. Do not underestimate my resolve, If that is a gamble you're willing to take, proceed with your course of action, you will find it difficult to make a living inside a sterile galaxy."

The comms transmission abruptly disengaged.

Ean Falcor chuckled lightly and snapped his fingers. "Well damn, I'd always thought I was the worst poker face around, but she's done got me beat."

At that moment, as the ship came close to impacting the shield, Ean called out for Berri to fire the Null cannon. She did, and at that moment a weapon discharged a concentrated burst of Extraplanar energy. It impacted the Aegis field, distorted, and then died without leaving so much as a scratch.

However, the backblast from that weapon resonated throughout the ships hull, and phased the Cobalt glaive and all it's crew out of realspace. At the same time, The planck fields prevented their atoms from being completely dispersed, and instead shoved them back towards real space.

Rei Harkov just rolled her eyes at the transmission. "Crazy bitch. That would mean she goes up with it too." She commented shaking head. "It sounds like she's a sore loser there." At least that's how she had interpreted it. The other woman just didn't seem to know when to stop or when she'd been beat. Rei guessed that it likely had something to do with whatever unnatural weirdness the woman possessed.

In the moments before the ship was forcibly shunted back into real space, the Cobalt Glaive's Shockpoint drive activated, and the ship would be shot like a rock from a sling at speeds faster than light, through the barrier, and out into space

as the shockpoint engine fired up and the transit network drained heat load the engine rages as the ship creaked. Sublight main engines flared out just as the shockpoint drive tore through reality. A split second of confusing threads from the excess coolant showed several seconds of multiples of themselves on the bridge before time reasserted itself.

Claire will look at Morgan saying "So, is this city that normal & peaceful too??"

Morgan La Fay looks towards the Spaceport. "Follow me here, and I can take you somewhere where you can rest."

Koishi had been a wanderer across the Multiverse for some time, she cropped up here and there - especially in population centers. She had become very adept at hiding from others through the use of her manipulation of the subconscious, only ever showing up on TV and electronic feeds as a blur of static vaguely taking a humanoid shape. Even still, she remained elusive.

Once more she found herself in Caprica City, one of the hives of interesting humans she liked to observe on a day-to-day basis. She rarely remembered what she saw during these trysts where she investigated and examined people, only vaguely recalling that she had been some place...the finer details always eluded her.

Not that she cared.

Once more Koishi found herself walking down a Caprican street, her arms swinging side to side...she had a big grin on her face, and wondered...what if she brought her sister here? Would she like the people here?

While the girl walked down the busy streets of Caprica City, a camera shifted to focus it's attention on her for a moment, running her through facial recognition scans.

There was no match.

Signals were sent, and there was a notification broadcast.

Being as carefree and ambivalent as Koishi was to many things, she walked by completely unaware of any of the cameras which may have been trained on her. She was only familiar with the handheld cameras like Aya had, she didn't really know about the automated ones...

Koishi briefly bumped past a civilian, leading to a confused citizen searching around...but, due to her manipulation of the subconscious, the individual thought it was merely someone else who bumped past him. Koishi remained completely undetected, as usual for her! Though, with the signals sent out to the authorities, her luck was likely about to run out.

Voidwalker.
That was only what he called himself, really. He forgot his name a while back, but the Company called him 13-AE.
The company was why he was here, on Langara. Simple collection of information in a hazardous environment, relating to a target demographic in the Aschen Government they were trying to reach. They needed someone disposable, somebody they could simply remake. He had been sure to go through all of the proper channels, to be as legal as possible. The Company provided most of the things he needed, but they ultimately left it up to him to actually do the work. Maybe they were afraid of getting into his way, but he had no way of discerning that.

He wasn't a human being, despite how much he looked like one, how much he was one, biologically, at least. His mind was there, it had just been reduced to nothing but mass a long, long time ago, at the time leaving his body inert. Now, he was more reliant on his soul to pilot his physical matter, something he did from a distance. Maybe it was possession, he had no way of knowing, and nobody else had any way of discovering it. A miracle, maybe. It definitely helped with the biometric monitoring the Aschen had, as he was seen as simply functioning, and his mind was simply sparking with regular thought, something he was able to control almost perfectly.

In any case, maybe that disconnect from a mind, the eradication of anything but consciousness, contributed to his ability to notice Koishi. For a moment, he just sees her as a girl, dressed quite dissimilarly from the average Aschen citizen, something he had done his best to emulate. They didn't usually take kindly to outsiders, evidenced by the "Two Minutes Hate" that occurred not far from here. Then he noticed... the influence the girl gave out, the subtle command to ignore, ignore. It washed over his body, and for a moment it almost worked, before he forced himself to deny it.

It was curious, for sure. He pauses for a moment, appearing to check his watch, staring up through a mirror under the watch hands at the security camera observing the crowd. Yes, it was following her. Interesting.
He weighs his options for a moment, considering whether or not to involve himself, all the while staring at his watch. On the one hand, this didn't involve him, and it would likely have some impact on his mission. On the other hand, time was not an issue, and it probably wouldn't impact much to simply assist, however mildly.
He decides to help, however mildly.
He begins walking after Koishi, walking towards the girl before turning to walk alongside her. He stays quiet for a moment, weighing his options of what to say, before choosing the simplest option and speaking.
"Greetings. What brings you here?"

"Two individuals in sector seven, Retinal scans and facial recognition are negative, please investigate possible breach in security..."

The dispatcher's voice, and EVE's shimmering visage filled the interior of the CPF Patrol vehicle in a soft blue sheen while the pair of officers enjoyed their coffee and fried pastries.

"So they're dispatching us and not the local blues, Joe?" One of the officers asked, while the driver shrugged. "Dunno, but we should check it out, we're not far."

"Right right..." The driver said putting his car into gear, pulling out from the parking lot where they had been sitting.

Moments later, through the traffic, the stretch of sidewalk where Koishi and the Voidwalker were present would be lit up with flashing blue lights, a single black and white patrol car rolling up and coming to a stop. The pair of officers wearing dark blue uniforms, trimmed with white sleeves, and dark sunglasses emerged from within, each holding their hands on unusual looking batons holstered at their belts.

"Excuse me!" The officers called out. "You two! Come here!" They demanded.

"Tango-Alpha I am on station..." One of them called into his radio. "Request Crisis response for possible unidentified entities."

At first she was a bit surprised by someone approaching her, especially since most people had such trouble just noticing her presence, let alone noticing her. Still, stranger things have happened! After all, maybe he knows her sister? People who knew Satori usually had a better chance of recognizing Koishi - though even her sister struggled in that respect.

"Hey there!" She replied to Voidwalker, casually and without a care in the world, swaying her arms to and fro as she walked. "I'm just wandering, you know! I end up places, I usually just come by, explore, then leave!" As she said this, she tilted her head in Voidwalker's direction with a quizzical look on her face. "Are you a child? Normally, children and the elderly can see me normally...but oootherwise, people have trouble..."

As she thought to herself what could've made him more likely to spot her, she stopped as Koishi saw the flashing blue lights and some people step out of their cars.

"Oh look!" She motioned to Voidwalker to look in the officer's direction. "We have friends! I bet they were looking for us."

As she said this, she waved to them and began to walk over - not a care in the world, and smiling throughout the whole way.

"Hello friends! Are you here to greet us?"

The Voidwalker grimaces, exhaling slightly. "Ah."

He walks to the officers alongside Koishi, holding his hands half-raised as he does so, clutching the briefcase in one arm. Almost as a side thought, he responds to the girl's question. "I'm hardly a child, I fear. My soul is older than my body, if you can understand."

He raises his voice to address the policemen, silently noting their actions. "Greetings, officers. I hope there's no issue?"

Lowering his voice to address Koishi again, he pauses momentarily before speaking, his face darkening slightly as he stares forward at the officers. "Kid, listen. These people probably aren't here to be friends, so I would be careful. I don't even know if they notice you, either. Just play it safe."

Once he's a safe distance from the policemen, he lowers an arm to set the briefcase down on the sidewalk, then raises it back up again to put both of his hands behind his head. "I apologize, did I do something wrong?"