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Kaz Martell

Lieutenant Kaz Martell of the Void Wanderer

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a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by KazMartell

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A small, 100 meter long combat craft. Standard crew size is roughly ten, with a skeleton of three and maximum of twenty.

Description

Name: Kaz Martell
Race: Human
Gender: Male
Physical Details: Light skin, 6'0", short brown hair, moderate muscle mass

Rank: Lieutenant
Service Details: Unavailable at this time.
Civilian History: Unavailable at this time.


Kaz Martell is one of the Lieutenants stationed on the Void Explorer, as well as the current pilot and navigator. Calm and collected, his skills in both combat and non-combat situations have led to him being an ideal figure for second in command; however, that rank falls to Fe.

Outside of combat Kaz seems to lean towards silent observation, but can be quite social.

So begins...

Kaz Martell's Story

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The chaos on the vessel had died down considerably during the hour long wait. That said, none of the repairs necessary to get her fully functional had been completed either.

Inside the cramped, dim cockpit, Kaz Martell sits patiently. Below him, under and inside the communications console, the upper half of a lower torso was poking out slightly. The mechanical wiring and artificial bone structure was plain to see, twitching and occasionally sparking slightly with phantom movement.

"Sir, I have completed all possible repairs on the communications equipment," a firmly female, slightly mechanical voice intones from inside the console.

On queue, Kaz leans down and grabs the torso, lifting and pulling it from the access port. The rest of the humanoid figure, the Mechanized Armature Ria, using her hands to remove herself, comes to a rest on the floor.

"I have been unable to triangulate our position by star patterns. Estimates would place us somewhere in a Spinward arm of the Galaxy," she continues, voice tinged slightly with concern.

Pondering for a moment, Kaz replies. "Don't worry. We should have enough fuel for a jump or two, provided Lan gets the reactor patched." He holds up a hand, seeing the anticipation on Maria's face. "I'm not sending you out there with your innards hanging out, so don't ask. Keep an ear on the comms, I'm going to check on the Captain."

Without another word, Kaz begins making his way to the Medical bay.



Simply stepping from the cockpit into the drone bay was mildly depressing; the remnants of the ship's automated repair drones, as well as its AMS and Strike drones, were strewn about the room in low-G. Taking the long way through access corridors and the decimated sensor suite, Kaz makes his way into the Medbay.

Sitting in the middle of the room was Fe Jones, the green Zenid. Kaz could tell she was somewhat distracted, understandably so. The only two wounded survivors were on stretchers- Captain Bjorn and Ensign Jones. Both were in critical condition, and it was only thanks to Fe and the emergency power she provided the medical equipment that was keeping the two of them alive.

The majority of the crew was in a line on the floor, covered in a blanket.

Before Kaz could ask what Bjorn's condition was, Maria's insistent voice echoed through the halls behind him. "Sir, we are receiving a hail."



"No verbal message Sir, but there is visual instruction for docking preparations with an unidentified vessel." Maria looks up at Kaz as he enters the cockpit; she had pulled herself up into the pilot's chair, and was observing the primary communications screen.

Hesitant, Kaz looks at what little feedback they were getting from the mangled sensors. "Completely unidentified," he says affirmatively. Indeed, they couldn't even get an idea of how large it was. "I don't think it would be in our best interests to deny a potential savior. If our ship can translate their speech into Basic, then at least we shouldn't have much trouble communicating."

Pausing, he mulls things over. "Arrange for our Starboard airlock to dock. I'll grab Lan and meet our new friends in the Starboard crew quarters. If we can transmit anything, let them know to be prepared for a zero-g environment."

With that, Kaz makes his way fetch Lan and make for the Starboard crew quarters; and makes sure he's ready for hostile boarders as well, grim as the possibility might be.

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#, as written by Lobos
Taking a breath, Zaria glanced once behind her at the other members of the boarding party, thumbing the safety off the pistol in her hands. A Mustang Arms "Whisper", even the export grade it was was more familiar than the Aschen weapons technologies she'd experimented with, and sufficient for any normal forces that might be behind the bulkhead. With a sigh, trusting the psionics in the party to do their jobs, she thumbed the release and advanced quickly through the hatch.

Leveling the weapon before her with long years of practice, the uniform of the Aschen Special Projects Division still a new sight to her own eyes, going through the standard motions of checking her corners as the rest of the boarding party fanned out behind her, ensuring the room was clear of potential threats. "Anyone present, please identify yourselves."

Speaking in the common tongue, the fiery haired woman kept a watchful eye.

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Kaz and Lan wait patiently in the Starboard crew quarters. In the intervening time it had taken the ship to approach them, they had rigged the airlock directly into the power grid, giving them access to those door systems- which would be necessary to open them without excessive cutting, which they had been forced to employ on a few other doors throughout the ship.

Both men had standard-issue sidearms with them; simple burst laser pistols with a moderate yield. Enough to deal with minor problems and, if re-calibrated, melt through a door's locking mechanism, but fairly useless against armored troops or thicker aliens.

Both men were also equipped with a heavier carbine, but those were slung over their shoulders. They had good enough cover that- unless the opposition came in guns blazing- they would be able to bring those weapons to bear, if it proved necessary.



The airlock itself was fairly simple- a small room capable of fitting up to six people, with a set of two doors on the outside, and one on the inside. The interior door was open, and, dimly lit within, the two men standing behind piled equipment could be seen. Both of them had their hands in the air, a sidearm visible, but clearly not looking for a fight.



Kaz suppressed a sigh of moderate relief; if nothing else, they were not Imperial uniforms. He and Lan were keeping themselves in a position of weakness allowing the boarders in unscathed- but with their numbers, the two of them wouldn't have had much of a chance either way.

"Lieutenant Kaz Martell," Kaz replies firmly, similarly relieved at the familiarity with Basic, though with quite a strange accentuation.

"Lieutenant Lan Berko," replies the other man, his voice much deeper by contrast. Speaking slowly to the boarders, he continues. "As acting security officer of this vessel, please return the favor and identify yourselves."

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#, as written by Faithy
Schuyler shot her brother a silent look before following behind the Marines onto the ship. She was still getting used to what was expected of them and although her teammates seemed to be nice enough people, she still wasn’t quite sure if this was the best course of action. It didn’t really help that she was still having flashbacks of the emotional, physical, and psychological torture she had gone through while at the hands of the Aschen, but it really only made her stronger. Shifting her lightly shaded crimson eyes back forward, she watched as Zaria checked the corners to make sure things were safe before commanding all those in the ship to identify themselves.

What if everyone is dead? Well… I guess if that’s the case, I can just talk to them and find out what happened.

Shaking the thought out of her mind, Schuyler was fairly surprised when two men identified themselves before asking the boarders to say who they were. Figuring that she wasn’t to say or do anything unless one of the Marines told her, the redhead remained silent, both arms crossed against her chest. The two didn’t seem to be that dangerous, but how did they know that others weren’t waiting in the darkness waiting for the signal to attack them. Tilting her head, she dropped both arms down to her sides and tried to keep from fidgeting.

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#, as written by Lobos
"Zaria Malcom, Aschen Special Projects." Checking her sidearm, the woman lowered it slightly, the angle still giving her a shot for something less than vital. "We picked up your distress signal. If the party seems a little hostile, well, apparently there's some fun going on out here."

"I'm going to have to ask, is there anyone else alive on this ship? And if so, will they be as peaceful as you two?" The once Midnight operative tilted her head slightly, narrowing her eyes as she studied the pair for any sign of deceit. Though it felt good to be back doing something for a purpose, the woman's sense of operational and personal security was ever vigilant.

Adding for explanation, she offered a minor shrug. "For security protocols."

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The name offered by Zaria didn't ring any bells to Kaz, but he still attempts to block any lack of familiarity from his body language, keeping guarded but willing to cooperate.

With both men lowering their arms and slowly holstering their handguns, Kaz speaks up. "We have a Mobile Armature in the cockpit, as well as one more active personnel who is our acting CO. We also have two wounded in critical condition. None of us will be giving you any trouble."

Licking his lips slightly, Lan looks between the various members of the boarding party, calculating. Both men seem at a loss of words until Lan asks carefully, "I never did study much of my maps, but where exactly are you Uhshen Special Projects from?"

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#, as written by Lobos
Smiling wryly, Zaria slid her pistol in its holster, motioning to the marines to lower and sling their weapons. Scowling for a moment as they hesitated, she turned. "Put the damn guns down. Just from the sight they're not who you think they are, so put your dicks back in your pants. Bloody marines."

Glancing back, the woman shrugged again, relaxing her posture on the surface. "In answer to that question, it's somewhat complicated. Most of the A-shen," Subtly correcting the pronunciation, the woman continued. "Special Projects Division is from the space you're in now, the Isirian sector of the Aurora. The Aschen themselves are in another sector of the Milky Way entirely."

Shifting her weight slightly, she hesitated a moment before asking her next question. "Would you mind if I asked you to lay your weapons down? We'd like to talk more with you, but protocol again. And rest assured, any of these marines with me," Casting a venomous glare at the men. "Don't do so peacefully, and I have unpleasant things waiting to happen to them."

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Both comforted and slightly unnerved by the antics in front of him, Kaz agrees to lay down his weaponry while mulling over the woman's explanation. Unbuckling the holster from his belt and taking the rifle sling off his shoulder, he lays both weapons down slowly and in a neat configuration on the floor next to the beds he was using as cover.

Lan, less willing, seemed keen on holding his gun until Kaz gives him a brief glance. With a sigh, he follows suit. Deciding not to try struggling with the pronunciation again, Lan instead asks, "Isirian sector of the Aurora? Where is that in relation to... uh, say, Galvan system?"

It was the moment both men were feeling a slowly worsening twist in their guts over. As pleasant as the interaction was going thus far, it seemed likely that there was a nasty surprise in store for them, be that falling into enemy hands or being so far out of reach of the enemy to be concerning.

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#, as written by Lobos
"Galvan System?" The woman was quiet for moment, thinking and consulting the neural implant she possessed. A few seconds later, her gaze sharpened on the two. "I don't know. I can't think of any recording of a Galvan System."

Hesitating for a moment, she inquired anew. "Are there any other armed crew members? We'll have to ask the same of them."

The marines came forward and secured the weapons.

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Lan seemed quite displeased with allowing the marines to take his weaponry, and was quick to vocalize this to Kaz- albeit, in their own language rather than Common.

"I don't like this, Kaz. If they decide to take us out this is just making it easier."

Scowling, Kaz throws him a short reply. "Shut up."

With that out of the way and Lan matching his scowl, Kaz looks towards Zaria. "The other two active members of the crew will be armed with hand-guns, but neither are in a position to use them. The Med-bay is through the armory, there," he says, pointing carefully towards the open door on his left.

"We can take you there, but our C.O can not be moved until proper medical equipment is brought to use."

He decided it would be best to tackle the matter of their whereabouts another time. Almost as an afterthought he adds, "May I send Lieutenant Berko to retrieve our Mobile Armature? She is not a combat model and you can escort him to ensure she is disarmed."

Kaz made sure to speak carefully and choose his words carefully, lest it sound like he was making demands.

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#, as written by Faithy
Schuyler felt more like a decoration that anything else as she remained in one place, listening to Zaria interact with the men identified as Kaz and Lan. She wasn’t exactly sure if she was supposed to introduce herself since this was the first mission she had truly been on, but if there was a break in the conversation, maybe she’d pipe up with her credentials. Until then, she was going to remain exactly where she was at, while attempting to look nonthreatening. Her nose wrinkled up a little when Zaria asked if anyone else was aboard, glad that someone had the gumption to ask what she had been thinking. Her shoulders relaxed immediately when the two men holstered the weapons and she fought to keep from crossing her arms again. It was a bad habit and she had gotten yelled at multiple times for doing it, but she still seemed to fall back into the habit every once in a while.

It wasn’t long before Schulyer was not exactly tuning out the conversation, but more like, stopped paying as much attention as she had been previously. Her gaze roamed from the marines over towards Zaria before moving to Kaz and Lan. Everyone seemed to be pretending to be calm, but it was obvious that they were quite tense, especially the marines. She on the other hand was mostly bored and had to resist the urge to find something to mess around with. Instead, she twirled her fingers through her crimson locks, wondering if she looked as harmless as she felt. That was kind of the point of her being there, she supposed. Her entire demeanor was innocent and sweet, which often offset the rough nature of the marines and others in the Special Projects group.

The men were soon handing over their weapons to the marines and she subconsciously watched them before shifting her attention elsewhere. Her nose scrunched up again and she went back to messing with her hair, wondering where the Galvan system happened to be. It was something she had never heard before, but hopefully they would hear more later. That was one of the reasons she agreed to sign up with the Special Projects group – to explore the different galaxies. Peering over towards her brother, she shrugged a little before finally deciding that perhaps now was a good time to introduce herself.

“Since we’re introducing each other… guess I should introduce myself as well. I’m Schuyler Callahan, member of the Aschen Special Projects group.” Waving slightly, she moved closer to her brother, her gaze shifting to the floor.

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#, as written by Lobos
Nodding with a faint smile towards Schuyler, she glanced back to Kaz, shaking her head. "Go retrieve your equipment, and if you would, I'll escort you to the rest of your crew. I do apologize about the strictures over security, but there are many threats to the empire, these days."

"Schuyler, if you'll keep an eye on our marine friends with your brother, we can finish up here."

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"Of course," Kaz replies smartly, drawing his gaze from the rather curious- and somewhat out of place Schuyler, back to Zania. "Follow me then, Ma'am. Lan," he says, turning and nodding to his fellow. "Bring Maria to the Medbay." With a clipped nod, Lan heads into the Armory, and then into the service corridor towards the cockpit.

It was a short walk to the medbay from the crew quarters, having only to go through the armory- which also appeared to be the primary fire control for the ship's armaments. It was, unlike the crew quarters they had left, in more or less pristine and fully operational condition- minus a few unsightly stains.

Stepping into the medbay, Zania would see the line of covered corpses on one side of the room, and the two men hooked up to the ship's medical equipment on the other side. Sitting between them is a clearly alien, though at least mammalian creature; green-hued skin and short, deep blue hair, she seemed to be focusing intently on nothing in particular.

Not skipping a beat, as soon as he enters the room Kaz walks up to the entranced woman and takes the sidearm from her hip, handing it to Zania. "This is our acting officer, Fe Jones." Zania might note the elongated handle of the pistol, designed for a hand with more digits than hers.



Stepping into the cockpit, Lan finally vents a brief string of expletives.

"Lieutenant, what is wrong," asks the formerly idle Maria, rotating the chair to look at the man.

"We've been boarded and are probably going to be taken captive. Come on, we're going to the Medbay so they can shack us all up in one place." Moving forward, Lan, through some brief exertion, lifts Maria's torso up. The Mechanized Armature wraps its arms around his upper body, supporting herself as he brings her towards the Medbay.



Just as Kaz was preparing to ask a question he deemed important, Lan and Maria enter the room; the somewhat short man obviously struggling slightly with the remains of what was now the upper half of a humanoid machine.

Deciding to instead introduce their last active crewmember, Kaz gestures to the two of them while Lan sets his load down on a stretcher.

"That is Mechanized Armature Ria, but we call her Maria for short."

He was carefully watching for any signs of interest, surprise, or disgust at their inhuman passengers.

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#, as written by Lobos
Instead, Zaria nodded to the mechanoid, her own experiences inuring her to the meeting of a synthetic. While the alien member of the crew perked curiosity, she reigned in it as she tapped her comm awake. "Ship is clear and secure. We're all in the med-bay."

"Thank you for your cooperation. We've been having trouble with a local aggressor in this sector, so the security protocols are higher than they normally would be." Studying the sidearm in her hand, she did note the peculiarities of the design, idly wondering what it shot. Leaning against the bulkhead, the woman smiled again. "As far as I know, given the state of your ship and crew, this is a standard rescue. Unfortunately, past experiences with simple tasks have been met with...unpleasant surprises."

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"I see," Kaz replies in a casual tone. And he did; their own enemies frequently used distress beacons as a means to trap or destroy their fleets.

"These local aggressors... they would not happen to be known as Aramea, would they? Yulthrans, or Deinerians?" It was a long shot, but the only remaining link he could think of that might tell him where they were.

From her position on the stretcher, Maria analyzes Zaria briefly. Gathering from the conversation between Kaz and Zania, she begins working on her own thoughts.

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#, as written by Lobos
Shaking her head at the names, she shrugged. "Avaeons is the name I've been told. Dark skinned, light hair, pointy ears. I'm not too familiar with them myself, since it's primarily the navy that's been dealing with them."

"The rest of those are unknowns to me, at least. Why so worried, if you don't mind me asking? Were they what did..."

She gestured about. "This?"

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At the description given, all of the crew turn their eyes on Zaria- even Fe, while not focusing highly on her, manages to track her eyes over the woman.

"Yes, part of it," Kaz replies. "The Aramaean Empire, specifically, to which the others are lesser denominations. Light skinned, variable hair coloration, but... pointy ears, and they are Liranid like us." He gestures from himself to Zaria. "Are your... Avaeons, are they Liranid as well?"

There was a spark of high intensity in his eyes, and even the formerly brooding Lan seemed focused on the response.

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#, as written by Lobos
Suddenly wary, the red-haired woman swallowed a moment, hesitating to ask the obvious question. "What is a Liranid?"

Conscious of the eyes on her, Zaria shifted the sidearm to her left hand, freeing her right.

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#, as written by Tiko
"Now that's kind of freaky," Cal whispered to his sister, Schuyler, as he eyed up Maria.

The marines on the other hand didn't seem too perturbed by Maria. The Aschen had been delving into androids and AI technology for generations, and Maria was far from an alien concept to them. For the Isirian's present though, the dismembered android was somewhat of a novel concept for them. A curiosity even.




The sound of footsteps echoed through the hull of the ship as Kianna strode towards the medical bay with only a pair of Aschen marines flanking her for protection. She had discarded the crimson robes of her station in favor of something more elegant - though perhaps no less inconspicuous given that the body conforming red dress left little to the imagination.

The clack of heels against the metallic floors grew louder as she entered the medical bay, and it was with calculating eyes that Kianna picked up on the tension in the air.

"My name is Kianna McGregor," she offered in greeting. "I apologize for the somewhat draconic precautions," Kianna began, "but we couldn't know if you were among our enemies. Your weapons, and ship, will be returned to you in good time. For now I too would second that question."

For the lack of any visible weapons upon the woman, there seemed little question as to who was in charge here.

"But first... have a medical team brought aboard to assess their wounded, as well as an engineer team," she instructed one of the marines at her side. "I want a full report of all damages," she told the marine who quickly relayed the order over his comm device. "Do you have someone who can get my people up to speed?" she asked Kaz, who seemed to be the senior officer present for the moment. "I'm sure you have already begun assessing your damages."

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If the Liranid question wasn't a sign that they were not anywhere near home, Kaz was not sure what else there was. Opening his mouth to respond, Kaz pauses as the new figure, Kianna McGregor, entered the medical bay.

Weathering the sudden burst of questions and commands from the figure, it was indeed quite obvious that this was- if not the commander of the vessel they were being boarded by- someone of supreme authority.

Regaining his composure quickly, he answers her most immediate question. "Maria can give your people a full damage report," he says, gesturing to the Armature- which directs its gaze on Kianna, then the nearest Marine who might be receiving said report. Lan, frowning slightly at his current position of transport for Maria, stands ready to haul her wherever was needed.

With that matter taken care of, and with his attention respectfully on Kianna, he wastes no time getting back to- in his opinion- the more important matter.

"Well," he begins, pondering his words. "Lan and I are Lirani- it is our race. No matter what planet or star system our people have hailed from, we all go by the name of Liran."

Gesturing to Fe and Maria, he continues. "They are Liranid- like Liran, in physical extremities and basic organ structure, but not actually Lirani. Our direct enemies- the Aramaeans- are Liranids by our definition, if not their own."

Then he gestures to Kianna and her colleagues. "All of you, by appearances sake, are what I would call Lirani- people of Liran descent." With that explanation out of the way, he looks between the few of them. "Though, I gather you have a different name for yourselves, which I am particularly curious to hear."