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The Aschen Cluster

The star systems that are claimed by the United Aschen Empire, and operate under it's strict rule.

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The Aschen Cluster is a part of Outer Arm.

2 Places in The Aschen Cluster:

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Madeline W. [20] Chief Strategist, and Profiler for Section One
Flavius Darastix [5] A legendary beast of the East. The Wyrm of the Hale's.
Felvia [5] "Rabbit... Ears? I don't know what you're talking about.."
Shio Mizuri [5] A sith duelist
Bluetear [2] I'm a shut in

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Sheila Nagala tensed up for a moment, her green eyes narrowing. "I can be quite petty when I need to be, to be honest it wasn't much an effort on my part to organize a few people who were willing to do me a personal favor." She said, listening until Elizabeth mentioned Nagala's dead father.

"If he wasn't Dead." She then slowly turned around, her hands shifting to her belt, which lacked the weapon loadout she had in the bar.

"How did you know about my Father?" She sneered, the AI tilting her head, before disappearing.

"I did this op to keep my men sharp, but it seems there's more than meets the eye." She added.

"You Terrans are all the same, bold when faced with challenge."

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Liz clenched her hands to fists, her jaw tensing occasionally. "You share a lot more than you think." she told her. "But, really, it's nothing that interesting. I'm just a boring punk who happened to kick your ass a few nights ago." She narrowed her eyes ever so slightly.

"And I'd appreciate it if you didn't throw stereotypes around. Otherwise I'm going to have to use a few very unkind words to describe just what I think of you."

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Sheila Nagala growled, then she stepped forward. "Do I now?" She said, shaking her head before she held out her hand to a nearby soldier, whom handed the Admiral a Disruptor II rifle. Which she grasped by wrapping her slender fingers around the smooth glossy finish of the rifle.

"How did you find out about my father?" She said, dropping the rifle to catch it at it's stock.

"What was going to be me gloating to you has become something more... so you'll answer my question." She said, stepping now a few feet away.

"What do you mean, I share a lot more than I think?"

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Elizabeth Fern glanced to the gun, swallowing before inwardly cursing herself for what she'd said. Too much, obviously. She stared at Sheila, refusing to look away. She wasn't afraid, per se, though the idea of getting blown to bits by the Disruptor rifle wasn't something she was looking forward to.

With a sigh, she held out her hand.

"Just touch my palm." she said through gritted teeth, as though it were the last thing she wanted to happen. "It's easier to show you what I mean."

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Sheila Nagala tentatively stepped forward, setting the weapon on the combat table besides her, which had holographic models floating around to display the combat formations of the Aschen ships, she then held out her fingers. Silently reaching out to touch Elizabeth's palm. She waited to see what would happen, while her men were idly aiming their weapons.

Inwardly, the woman was thinking to herself.

"This was easy, I didn't even have to apply aversion measures." She thought as she made contact, waiting.

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"By aversion measures," Elizabeth said out loud, "Do you mean torture?"

There was a breath of silence before Elizabeth pulled her hand away. She was watching the other woman, waiting for her response, waiting to see what she would do.

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Sheila Nagala paused a moment, thinking it was odd to have this woman in her mind. "Aversion... I thought that.. how did you..." Her gaze then hardened.

"That depends on what you define as Torture, some say Waterboarding isn't torture, others say pain treatments isn't torture.. you can read the thoughts of other people? How is this possible?" She said, tilting her head, then she held out her hand, moreso to convince herself, before she vividly pictured in her mind, the time she caught Kendra Shaw shooting up a vial of Pattern into her neck.

"Touch me again and tell me what you see."

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Elizabeth did so, closing her eyes and spacing her feet to maintain her balance. She clenched her jaw as a wave of images came forward, rushing before her mind's eye like a motion picture. "I, a woman. She's sticking a needle in her neck.."

But she was seeing other things too. Things Sheila probably wouldn't want her to see. She rapidly withdrew her hand again. "Don't know how I can do it. I just know I can." she said, a bead of moisture slipping down her temple. She couldn't continue to touch her, not unless she wanted to make the woman pass out.

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Sheila Nagala was suprised for a moment, then her gaze settled into a somewhat mischievous grin.

"Tell me, do you like money?" She said, retracting her hands and then closing her fingers into a fist, then she relaxed.

"Your abilities could prove to be quite valuable in the right hands." She said, sliding her hands onto the table.

"A full stomach, a roof over your head, and maybe warm clothes?"

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"How about my dignity?" Elizabeth replied shortly. "Or my individuality? Some things are more important that common ammenities." She crossed her arms over her chest. "You wanted to kill me before, then humiliate me, and now you want me to work for you?"

A brow lifted, and she shifted her weight from one foot to the other. "Why don't you talk to me about what you plan to do with my talent before we start talking about contracts and such, Hmm?"

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Sheila Nagala inclined her head. "Dignity, Individuality? I retain mine, what says that you cannot retain yours? As for what we plan to do, It's classified, and you'll only find out once you are sent to do it." She said, nodding.

"Whether or not you choose to go, will have a direct impact on your comfort, and your life. But your abilities are too valuable to simply waste, the ability to see another person's thoughts and memories... though we have the technology to attain similar results, your abilities would.. drastically increase the efficiency of this technology."

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Elizabeth detected a faint threat in Sheila's explanation, but she was in no position to argue at this point. She was stuck in their ship, under their rules, and in her opinion, there didn't seem to be much of a point in arguing.

After all, it wasn't like she had to cooperate all the time? She was the one who could read their thoughts, not the other way around. As for the other aspect of her little talent? She'd be keeping that to herself, thank you very much.

"So what, exactly, am I supposed to do now then?"

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Sheila Nagala smiled mischievously. "My home is your home, I'll make some arrangements with the LDA and get you settled in with someone who can begin the appropriate training and get you squared away." She said, turning to the AI. "AI, pull us out of here and bring us into Orbit." She said, turning back to face Elizabeth.

"Of course so long as you cooperate, you will be paid, kept happy, kept comfortable, a new lease on life, because I'm not going to lie, when we first met, you looked to be little more than some bum off the street, going after the guy I was trying to hit on."

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Elizabeth couldn't help it. She started to laugh. "You've got to be kidding me," she added after a moment, trying to collect herself. "I, no. Not at all. Believe it or not, dumping the soda was an accident. I touched the bartender's hand and got more than what I paid for, to say the least."

She rubbed the back of her head with her hand and shrugged. "I've been told I clean up well.."

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Sheila Nagala turned to two soldiers, then she spoke. "You know, I don't seem to recall your name." She said, stroking her chin. "Or your size, what size clothes do you wear? I need to know because if you're going to be on my ship, you're going to be in a uniform. I don't do civs on my ship." She said, before she started through the CIC doors, which chimed and opened up to expose a long hallway. The Hallway was lined with doors, crew quarters, barracks, and Computron rooms. Indeed the walk through the ship would seem like it was out of a scifi movie.

As they walked out and down the hall, they would pass a set of open doors, the Infirmary, where some of the wounded were seen, several men suspended in tanks, and one man literally having his body put back together, blood, organs, and other tissues scattered about the operating table.

"That man had an unfortunate fight with a roadside Bomb." Nagala commented.

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Liz kept her walk casual, her hands slung into the pockets of her hoodie as she looked around. Everything looked ridiculous, in her unprofessional opinion. Things were polished to a harsh gleam, with computers bleeping and lighting up at various intervals as they walked. There were people everywhere, all of them dressed in uniforms similar to Sheila's.

She hesitated to watch the surgery take place before the soldier behind her nudged her forward.

"Elizabeth Fern," she replied distractedly. "I'm a size three." Was that a robot performing the surgery?

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Sheila Nagala nodded. "Size three, then." She said, turning to a Soldier, whom nodded and ran off, right before a handful of Marines jogged past them through the hallway. Then Nagala motioned to a small room, with a simple bed, a shower facility, and a bathroom, all clad in the glossy black finish the rest of the ship was in.

"This is your room, you should have a uniform waiting for you on the bed, when you're changed and back in the CIC, I will be waiting for you there, and I will post guards to escort you to the CIC. By then we should have docked with the Psalm, where an LDA agent will be taking you to the LDA Outpost aboard the ship."

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Sheila Nagala nodded. "Size three, then." She said, turning to a Soldier, whom nodded and ran off, right before a handful of Marines jogged past them through the hallway. Then Nagala motioned to a small room, with a simple bed, a shower facility, and a bathroom, all clad in the glossy black finish the rest of the ship was in.

"This is your room, you should have a uniform waiting for you on the bed, when you're changed and back in the CIC, I will be waiting for you there, and I will post guards to escort you to the CIC. By then we should have docked with the Psalm, where an LDA agent will be taking you to the LDA Outpost aboard the ship."

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She was having trouble keeping up with the lingo, but she nodded and pretended like she understood, hesitating in front of the door to her room before looking back to Sheila. "I just got a quick question.." She reached out to touch the back of the woman's hand.

"Would you have had me killed had I not come to you with this interesting little gift of mine?"

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Sheila Nagala Is present.

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Elizabeth Fern is too.

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Sheila Nagala shook her head and then she clasped her hands behind her back. "Why, you'd have probably been shot." She said, turning back around, and smiling somewhat coyly to her.

"But we discovered your ability and you're of use to us, it's amazing how things work out, isn't it?" She said, nodding before she turned away, and the door chimed somewhat pleasantly before sliding shut.

Elizabeth was left alone to clean up, while Nagala returned to the Bridge, to finalize the maneuvering protocols to dock the ship with the 'A Psalm Every Day'

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Elizabeth Fern glanced around her room, taking a look at herself in the polished mirror. She furrowed her brow, rubbing at her face momentarily before removing her hood and tossing it off to the side. Her long, black hair hung in waves to the middle of her back, and she wasn't interested in putting it up, not unless she had to. So she stripped out of her street clothes, washed up, and dressed herself in the uniform.

All in all, Liz wasn't a knock-out, but she was quite pretty, and something about the uniform seemed to emphasize her curves, but made her look harder, more professional, stronger. When she looked in the mirror, she didn't really even recognize herself.

"Miss Fern," she said with a wrinkle to her nose. "You look like you've been drafted."

Her reflection cracked a smile at her.

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Two Assault armor clad soldiers waited silently for Elizabeth to head out of the quarters. When she did, they would incline their heads to her and then lead her out to the bridge, where Nagala was silently standing and waiting, noting the blue duty uniform that fit snugly around Elizabeth's form. "Now you don't look like a bum." She commented, before she stared at the three-dimensional holographic screen.

"We've docked with the Mothership." She said, before she gestured to the hangar bay door. "Shall we?" She said, before she started through the CIC doors, her feet clicking on the floor of the darkened glossy black ship, with two soldiers following her.

"We're probably going to have to send you to Tal'dor for combat training, though I am sure you will find the prospect of being on another planet interesting."

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"Combat training?" Elizabeth asked, walking at Sheila's elbow. She'd never liked being trained for a particular style. It meant someone could predict her movements, made it harder to beat a person in combat.

"And I've never been on another planet." she said with a brief nod. "I'd imagine it isn't much different than being on Terra."

She followed quietly then, keeping her eyes forward rather than glancing around. If she was going to be a soldier, she may as well start acting like it.