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Arc Troiya

So long as this job includes a roof over my head and a meal on my plate, I'm in!

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a character in “The Nightwing's Voyage”, originally authored by ali_rox96, as played by RolePlayGateway

Description

Name: Arc Troiya
Age: 22
Gender: Female
Species: Human
Rank: Weapons engineer

Image

Arc is your typical human with palish skin, blonde hair and light blue eyes; she doesn’t stand out and she makes it a point not to. She’s always wearing old, patchy clothes and run down sneakers, she doesn’t dress up. Ever.

Personality

Arc is whimsical and a dreamer, always has been always will be, no matter what life throw at her it will never take that away from her.
When Arc was young she was determined and always believed she could do whatever she wanted so long as she put her heart into it. She always saw the world differently to others, she hated deadlines and pressure. She always threw herself into everything and did everything slightly differently from everyone else.
Arc is still the same girl, it’s just a little deeper down and less innocent. Life happened. Her experiences have hardened her around the edges. She became excessively self-reliant and came to despise handouts and relying on people. She stopped keeping friends because she never made contact or gave them a way to contact her, that and she hardly stayed anywhere long enough to make friends. She stayed her ever whimsical self though and enjoys the adventure of never knowing where her next meal is coming from or where she will be when she eats it.

Equipment

Arc usually has a switchblade in her back pocket and her newest gun on her person.

History

Arc has no idea the identity of her parents no cares to find out. As far as she is concerned Sarath, her stepfather was her only family. Sarath was a Toshick; the tinkerers of the Universe. Toshicks have been accredited with the creation of many inventions due to their uncanny interest in pulling things apart and trying to make them better. Not many Toshicks remain though as they would much prefer to explore the world discovering new inventions than settling down and starting a family. Sarath was a weapons expert but would move to a new post once he decided there was nothing new or exciting left for him at his current post. So him and Arc moved around a lot, from space stations to military bases to strange planets. Sarath had no qualms about who he was working for, Arc picked up this attitude of his. Wherever they went though Sarath would teach Arc everything he knew about the trade and she would always be with him when he worked. When Arc was 15 she pre enrolled to the Intergalactic Defense Academy. When the ship Sarath was on was engaged in battle and was destroyed she changed her mind and decided she didn’t want to live and die for other people’s problems. Arc ended up all alone fending for herself. A few friend’s of her fathers offered to take her in but she refused, determined to look after herself. Arc began to wander from planet to planet never being able to find one to call home. Once the money her father had left her had run out she started taking out weapons mechanic jobs here and there to make ends meet. Everything her father had taught her and her instincts from growing up around weapons made her a rather talented weapons expert despite never having official training. Arc began taking up any job she could find until another would peak her interest. Arc started enjoying the adventure of being attached to no one or no where. She never has money in her pocket but she is happy this way so long as the job includes a roof over her head and food on her plate.

So begins...

Arc Troiya's Story

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Alexander

"You don't necessarily need a special story attached to your name." Alex said watching the blonde's eyes drift to a different location. "Your parents gave you your name, it must have had special meaning to them. And really, what else do you need?"

He looked through a few files that he had pulled out of his file cabinet, and then set them down on his desk. "Unless you hate your parents." He chuckled quietly.

An awkward silence fell over the two, and Alex found himself fidgeting with his hands. He continued to slip them in and out of his coat pockets, then crossing them over his chest, then back to his pocket. "Um," He piped up.

"I'm hungry, want to come find the kitchen with me?"

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"I'm hungry, want to come find the kitchen with me?"

Arc thought about Alex's question for a moment before the hunger she had felt this morning returned to her. It had been a while since she had had a proper meal. Since she was used to eating regularly she could push the hunger away to a deep dark place in her body and ignore it. Though she was going to have to eat something soon; she knew her limits, mostly from pushing them too far. Smiling back up at Alex she decided to take him up on the offer.

Walking over to the door she motioned for him to go first. "Lead the way Doc," she said, neglecting to voice the fact that she had already found the kitchen. She would hang back and follow him. You could learn a lot about someone from something as simple ans how they found there way around. That and Arc was a natural observer off people rather than an active participant. "Oh, by the way," Arc started after a few moments looking over at Alex beside her. "Were those the crew's medical files you had on your desk? Cause you know your going to have to let me see mine sometime." She said lightly, laughing slightly as she bumped him with her shoulder. Though it wasn't a effective bump as he was big and burly and she sometimes suffered from lack of nutrition. It wasn't hard to see where she would've had trouble.

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Alexander

Giving a nervous laugh, Alex quickly exited the infirmary and began walking down the corridor. He suddenly felt nervous. He was never comfortable leading. He was smart and could easily tell you how to remove the liver of any alien species, but he was a nervous wreck when physically leading someone to something.

He kept glancing over his shoulder to see Arc, making sure she was still there. She was. Eyeing him. He gulped. Why did he feel like she was judging him. She probably was. Judging every move he made, waiting for him to get lost. She probably knew where the kitchen was, and was playing that she didn't so she could judge ever so harshly.

He hated judgmental people.

Finally, over Arc's presence, Alex straightened his back and began pressing buttons on his datapad. He had access to the blueprints of the ship, and he didn't feel like asking MAK outwardly how to find the kitchen. So, he got to work, searching through the different compartments until he found it. Two floors up. He found the nearest elevator and quickly turned right, throwing off Arc, and began walking quickly to it.

His coat swooshed behind him, almost like a cape, but settled back down when he stopped at the elevator. "MAK, are the elevators the old style elevators where we have press buttons, or can you control them?"

"Both," Was his reply. "The Captain wanted to have both options in case something went wrong with my programming. Although, she always says that why someone would use an elevator when their was a rogue AI running loose, she would never understand."

Alex laughed. Although MAK didn't get the joke, Alex did. "Smart girl, she is." He whispered as the elevator doors slid open. He stepped inside, Arc following close behind.

She was so thin. Her bones practically sticking out of her skin. He read in her file that she didn't eat well, and had to be hospitalized several times because of malnutrition. In the file, it said it was because of her own influence that she was malnourished. She was given three square meals everyday. He would have to bring this up to the captain. She should know that one of her crew members was actively starving themselves.

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Character Portrait: Minerva (Minn) Darv Character Portrait: Regina (Reggie) Oris Character Portrait: Delw Night Character Portrait: Dr. Alexander Greenhaven Character Portrait: Arc Troiya
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Reggie eyed the sketch pad, the drawing of her mirroring her expression. "Wow, that's amazing." She exclaimed. She reached out to take the sketchpad, to get a closer look, but decided against it after seeing how attached to it the android was.

"How's the food coming along Minn," She joked. "I think we're all pretty hungry. Hey MAK! Send a message to everyone. We should all have a little dinner before setting off."

She smiled to her crew, happy with the ones she hired. They all seemed to fit well together. A band of misfits.

Alexander

The elevator finally stopped and the doors slid open. Alex was hit with a wave of delicious smells. Whatever was going on in the kitchen, it was probably amazing. He had never smelt so many smells before in his life and he wanted to eat up all of it.

Arc followed behind him as he walked, his nose carrying him the rest of the way.

"The captain wants all crew members to make their way to the kitchen. Dinner is being made."

MAK's voice echoed throughout the hallway. Oh man. Can't wait to eat.

He was more excited to eat than he was to see the infirmary.

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Arc smiled lightly towards Alex as he took the lead, her wandering behind him. He looked really nervous though, he clearly hated leading as much as she did. She felt bad but she couldn't just jump out and say she knew where the kitchen was. Arc did however settle for giving him a small smile that he didn't see before her eyes started wandering away from the direction they were heading, taking her mind with them.

Arc was walking mindlessly behind Alex until she was brought back suddenly. She realized they were now in an elevator and she had no recollection of entering an elevator. She swallowed the surprised sound she felt trying to escape from her. She didn't want to look like an idiot who was surprised by an elevator. Looking over Alex and found him already looking at her. She didn't need to ask to know what he was thinking, she had seen that look so many times before. He was judging her like most people tend to, he had probably already decided exactly who she was in his mind. She didn't say anything to him though, if he wanted to judge her that was his right. If people didn't want to actually get to know her why should she bother? She knew who she was and that was enough for her.

The two of them spent the rest of the elevator ride in silence and when the doors finally opened Arc was attacked by several different smells. Closing her eyes she took a deep breath savoring the smells. "The captain wants all crew members to make their way to the kitchen. Dinner is being made." Laughing slightly she quickened her pace to be side by side with Alex.

"Guess someone's a little bit physic eh?" She said grinning up at him try to brake the silence that had engulfed them since they left the infirmary. "That food smells delicious though, I'm glad the captain hired a great cook. There better be seconds as well." Arc continued dreamily, looking ahead rather than at Alex this time.

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Character Portrait: Minerva (Minn) Darv Character Portrait: Regina (Reggie) Oris Character Portrait: Dr. Alexander Greenhaven Character Portrait: Arc Troiya
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Regina

The captain listened to her crew converse. They all seemed to be getting along well, which pleased Reggie. It was always difficult to captain a crew that were at odds with each other. The food was starting to smell really good. Just the butter melting in a pan was making her mouth water.

She loved food, about as much as she loved flying, and getting to eat on her ship was the best of both worlds. She couldn't wait to eat whatever it was Minn was cooking. Reggie propped her elbow up on the counter, resting her chin in her hand. She laughed along with her crew, and smiled, but she said nothing.

She just wanted to listen to them.

[b]Alexander[/u]

Alex practically jumped out of his skin when Arc finally spoke. He tried to keep himself composed as he spoke with her, but he could feel his heart still beating. He laughed along with her, but didn't speak.

The doors to the kitchen slid open and Alex was hit with a wave of smells. It smelt delicious in the hallway, but the kitchen, it was glorious. There were already several people in the kitchen, including the captain. They all seemed to be having a great time, and Alex felt awkward coming in in the middle of their conversation. But he stepped forward, moving to take the seat next to Regina.

She had noticed their arrival and smiled, waving them over. He immediately plopped down on the empty stool, pushing his coat out so he wouldn't seat on it. "It smells great in here. Who's our chef?"

Alex looked up to see the bright pink hair he had seen on many of the women he had grown up around. The pink skin that matched triggered something in his head that meant familiarity. He was immediately transported back to his old home planet, playing with the Shariva children. He remember Nora, his first girlfriend. Her purple skin and hair burning in his brain.

Looking up at the chef of the Nightwing, he couldn't help but feel his heart pounding, his face getting warm. She was beautiful.

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Character Portrait: Minerva (Minn) Darv Character Portrait: Saein Vernig Character Portrait: Delw Night Character Portrait: Dr. Alexander Greenhaven Character Portrait: Arc Troiya
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Dlew looked as two new face's entered the room so he finished up drawing the Firni, he went to draw the two new people who entered the room.

Dlew noticed the new guy was looking wierdly at the cook and he wondered what he was thinking about.

Dlew realized that the guy hadn't seen him yet and wondered if he ever will take his eyes off of the cook.

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Character Portrait: Eddie Ackers Character Portrait: Minerva (Minn) Darv Character Portrait: Saein Vernig Character Portrait: Regina (Reggie) Oris Character Portrait: Delw Night Character Portrait: Cassandra Lassion Character Portrait: Dr. Alexander Greenhaven Character Portrait: Arc Troiya Character Portrait: Cassiopeia Adler
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Dlew had heard something about room mates and wondered if he would get a room or would he sleep on a floor some where like the previous ship he was on. Thinking about sleep was making Dlew get even more tired and Was starting to nod off trying to fight the battle between hunger and conchiness. Dlew was just slipping and started to hang his head down until he droped his head on the table with a loud BANG! and fell asleep then about 20 - 30 minutes he woke back up.

Dlew then woke up screeming and panting then looked around the room to notice every one looking at him with compleate curiosity and then Dlew stood up and moved to a corner of the room and started drawing away from every one. He was not looking at anyone just sitting in the corner drawing.

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Arc grabbed a large plateful of the first thing she came across, she really wasn't a fussy eater, she was grateful for anything someone else would cook for her. Seating down slightly away from everyone else she consumed her meal peacefully and in silence. She was sociable and enough and while she loved getting to know people and their quirks, likes dislikes etc. She wasn't particularly fond of group scenarios. The meal was truly delicious, Minn really was a great cook, though Arc always thought meals were delicious.

After most of the crew had finished, the Captain called them over to some larger tables. Arc wandered over to where the captain had motioned for them all the gather. After she had sat down she looked to her side and saw she had sat down next to Saein, she didn't have time to say anything though as the Captain had gone into speech mode. She talked about where they were going and the point of this little voyage though Arc only really paid attention to the images the Captained showed. Arc didn't really catch the small details but she got the gist of it but she was confused about what the big deal was. Why were the travelling so far to go to some planet; she had never really grown up knowing much if any, about human history or culture. She looked around and found herself only more confused than before, everyone else seemed to get it.

It didn't take Saein long to voice her opinion causing Arc to glance over at the Firni. "Hey Saein, why are going to be travelling such a long way just for some planet?" Arc asked her, though as soon as the question came out of her mouth she realized she had said it much louder than she intended.

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"Hey Saein, why are going to be travelling such a long way just for some planet?" Arc asked her. Saein couldn’t believe a human would ask her that question, and loud enough to show her ignorance to everyone too! But she shouldn’t judge, there probably was some reason Arc didn’t know what Earth was.

“Just for shits and giggles, it’s only supposed to be your missing home planet, nothing special, really” she said with a friendly laugh. “If you want more of an explanation of human history you should ask the captain, I don’t know much about it. Working on a ship that’s looking for something difficult to find just happens to be my idea of fun, you often get to see lots of interesting things you weren’t looking for.”

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Reggie nodded towards Saein, who had already voiced her approval to continue on. Although, the captain wasn't quite finished, she was grateful to already have the mechanic on her team. She was about to continue when Arc perked up, asking Saein why this planet was so important.

Reggie shook her head. Of course. She feared this would happen. Most humans would get an extensive knowledge of their history, depending on what planet or space station they were sent to. Others, like Arc, wouldn't.

"Just for shits and giggles it's only supposed to be your missing home planet. Nothing special, really."

Reggie eyed Saein, and then to Arc. "Earth was lost to the humans many years ago. Shortly after humans discovered alien life, something happened. What happened is not written in any text books, no one is still alive to tell the tale, and the Intergalactic Council is as useful as a space rock."

She sighed. "It is rumored that this is Earth. I could be completely wrong in my calculations, and we could be traveling to some Linrees infested planet." She explained, referring to one of the most deadly creatures in the galaxy. Linrees were large, deadly, and would kill without any other thought.

"But, if this is Earth, we may be able to uncover what happened almost a thousand years ago. I know most of you aren't human, and could probably care less about the human history, but this is bigger than human history. It's galactic history. Something happened on Earth. Something that could happen to any one of your home planets. Knowing what happened to Earth could help save other planets alike."

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“Hmm, I did see why it would be exciting and interesting and of historical importance, but I hadn’t considered the ‘helping others’ side” Saein commented. “Anyway, anything that can move a planet or can be enough reason to wipe records of where it is has to be worse than Linrees. It’s probably not even something you can shoot. But if that makes anyone nervous, remember that for example stars are much worse than Linrees, when you’re heading directly into them. Whatever it was, it hasn’t done anything we know of for almost a thousand years. And it might be just some Linrees infested planet after all.”

She exchanged a look with the captain. “Sorry, that probably wasn’t helpful for convincing everyone not to back out. I should have stopped talking after ‘I’m in’. I have a feeling this is less dangerous than some missions I’ve been on, and I see a good crew around me, so I’m in.” She crossed her arms and decided to shut up for a while.

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Arc listened to Regina explain Earth and how it was the lost home world of the humans. She looked around a little awkwardly, she probably should have taken advantage of the moment to explain that outwardly she was anything but human. She chose not to though and kept quite. She listened to Saein, Dlew and Eddie agree to stay on the ship. "There's no way I'd back out." Arc said lightly, there was no way she would back out of something once she had started it. That and she still wasn't quite sure why their mission was suddenly considered so dangerous.

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#, as written by utahann
Wow,Earth the lost home of Humanity.Now that was something Cassiopeia could tell the (presently non-existent)grandkids,"Dad told me about Earth,said that it was once a green land filled with oceans,lakes and deserts and all types of animals." Her dad had never been to Earth,but rumors and legends could fly like birds. She was glad that everyone else was staying because she was too,"Sounds like the adventure I signed up for."

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Arc left the Kitchen and made her way to the Armoury. She had only realised she had yet to see what kind of Armoury this ship had, that and at some point she'd have to do what she was hired to do. The Armoury was perfect. If Arc could have fallen in love with an inanimate object it would have been this armoury. There were more spare parts than she could count and more tools than she knew how to use. Before she had a chance to drool too much though she was suddenly hurdled around the room though throwing her around wasn't a very hard feat. The force of taking off only lasted a few minutes though before the ship went back to normal.

Arc only took a few moments though to get her balance before she went searching through all the cupboards and containers. She mentally documented everything she found ans she went. After she had been around the Armoury twice she sat down on the bench in the middle of the room, pulling her legs up and sitting cross-legged. Arc then started grabbing what almost seemed like random bits and equipment and started twisting screws, pulling things apart, screwing things together, etc. Mostly she was just playing and filling her own quota of enjoyment and curiosity, she would need to talk to Reggie before she could begin any real work. It was kind of hard to make/enhance weapons for an unknown enemy or place.

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Arc somewhere in the back of the mind registered they had docked but that was the only thing she had taken in. She was already far too absorbed with the rifle she was working on. Suddenly there was a minor spark come off the rifle and it overloaded. "Shit." Arc said simply throwing the rifle on the ground already over it. The momentary entertainment it had given her was gone. Jumping off her bench she wandered out of the Armory and off the ship and into the Halls of the IDA breifly noting the fact that she wasn't ont he ship anymore.

She walked aimlessly humming to herself, the thought that the Nightwing might take off without her, not even entering her mind. Her eyes were drawn to the pictures of graduates lining the wall. Arc wondered what her life would have been like if she had of gone here like she intended to. Would she be as adventure hungry and ready to die for a good cause as these people all looked? It honestly made her sick how they all looked the same. Sure it was fine if that's what they wanted to do, but is this seriously what she wanted for the whole first part of her life.

Arc smiled lightly as some passing graduates and she wandered further through the IDA hallways.

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Character Portrait: Eddie Ackers Character Portrait: Minerva (Minn) Darv Character Portrait: Saein Vernig Character Portrait: Bond Mason Character Portrait: Arc Troiya
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Minn

Eyes wide, Minn tried to come up with words in reaction to the teeth she saw from Saein. Just full of surprises she was, but Eddie responded first thankfully. Minn leaned away from the pink haired girl a little, not touching her any longer and staring probably too much. But Saein changed the subject briskly and Minn calmed slightly, thinking about the question.

"I don't," she admitted truthfully. "Never was allowed to learn. Though it would have come in handy back..." She cut off, not wanting to divulge too much about her past. "But I'll learn," she promised with a small smile. "As best as I can at least. Could probably have our weapon's gal get something small for me. Right?"

She tried to keep her tone lighthearted, but she still refused to touch Saein now.


Bond

Making his way back to the ship, Bond came across another crew member. The weapons engineer if he was correct in his memories. He approached with a friendly smile and wave. "Did you go here?" he asked her, trying to remember her name. "Arc right?"

He stood with her, knowing he would like to get to know the person responsible for their weapons, even if he wasn't going to be the one out in the field unless needed.

Motioning to the student portraits, he added, "I don't see your face...but you don't see mine either. Though I doubt yours was removed. They need all the pretty lady pictures they can get. For funding and such. Diversity, woo."

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"Did you go here? Arc right?" Arc looked up to see one of her crew mates had approached while she was daydreaming. She smiled lightly up at hi. "Yeah, Arc. And you're... Bond. The Engineer?" Arcs said, somehow managing to pull off a statement and a question simultaneously in the one. "Hopefully it will be nice to meet you," she continued lightly.

"I don't see your face...but you don't see mine either. Though I doubt yours was removed. They need all the pretty lady pictures they can get. For funding and such. Diversity, woo." He continued, Arc just shook her head lightly, had he actually referred to her as pretty. "Diversity rocks your socks." She countered lightly laughing slightly before turning back to him and continuing. "But no, I didn't actually go here. I wanted to, some misguided childhood dream of mine I guess. i was actually accepted to attend here a little while ago, but I know of... Changed my mind I suppose." Arc stopped talking when she realized she had accidentally kind of kept talking. "What was it like? going here I mean," Arc continued after a moment trying to shift the conversation topic away from her.

After a moment though her eyes sprung back up to face his, "Wait why was your picture removed?" She asked curiously when she finally registered everything her had said earlier.

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Minn

She understood that perhaps Saein had just had an overreaction, but Minn still felt uncomfortable. After the droid rushed out, she watched the door, again remembering the dishes that had to be done. Eddie was speaking about weapons, but she heard barely anything. In a daze, she stood up and nodded to each of them in turn. "I have to do dishes..." was her only explanation for leaving the infirmary.

A soft, coiling dark feeling was erupting inside of her, one she cared little for and had her eyes brimming with sudden tears. She didn't understand at first, but couldn't keep walking. Leaning against a wall just down the corridor, she tried to stand straight, but failed and collapsed to her knees. Chest heaving, she cried, hands covering her mouth.

Affections may be innocent on the outside, but Minn knew the deeper, carnal origin of attraction. A painful desire within each being born of the biological need to reproduce, but twisted with the selfishness of consciousness. She had experienced horrors because of such. Glancing down herself, she knew her clothing helped little. So, with renewed panic, she rushed around the halls of the ship, finding cloth and sooty materials. Shaking, she tugged off her clothes and wrapped the itchy sheet around her, tying it tight with ropes. She wiped grease and soot along her skin, feeling better by the second. If she wasn't pretty, then no one would be attracted to her or think her cute. And no one would touch her.

She backed into a wall, tears forming again at the realization of what she was doing. But she couldn't do it anymore. Not again. She had escaped that life. No more hot fingers pressing into her bones, no more harsh laughter, no more bloated, disgusting pigs trying to claim her again and again.

Curling into the corner, she sniffled and laid down, a tiny bundle of nightmarish memories. Saein had looked at her in a similar way...Eddie had...She almost saw it in the doctor's eyes. It was never unnoticed by her, the threat.

Fingers curled in her long locks, she closed her eyes and shivered slightly on the cold tile. She had to calm down. She knew that. Freaking out led to nowhere. But that would take awhile. For now, she just simply had to remain in one place. For as long as it took.


Bond

Bond laughed. "My picture was removed because I was a teenage idiot. Like most. It didn't matter though. The headmaster still allowed me to graduate so my credentials were intact. But no one will ever see my face. Only a name."

It suited him fine, his role within the engine room anyway. Surely no one would need to see his face. But he smiled to Arc toothily, continuing. "It was fun here. Difficult at times. Hellish. But fun. In its torturous way."

"Think we should head back yet?" he asked then, glancing around as if some sort of sign would indicate they were needed on the ship. "I'd love to see where you work on board." He offered an arm to her in an overly dramatic gentlemanly way. It was meant to be funny, and he hoped she took it as such.

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"My picture was removed because I was a teenage idiot. Like most. It didn't matter though. The headmaster still allowed me to graduate so my credentials were intact. But no one will ever see my face. Only a name." Arc laughed lightly with Bond and his words, of course she was pretty much the devil's advocate when it came to idiot teenage years. Awhile after her father had died, there was a time when she went of with a girl for two months for cheap rent rates. There was also another time that was similar to that, except it was a guy and free rent. Thinking back on some of the stuff she had done while living without a permanent residence Arc was suer her father was turning over in his grave. "Sounds like you had your worth of fun from this place. And don't worry I'm hardly the one to judge on wild teenage years." Arc replied dreamily her head still thinking over the events of the past.

"Think we should head back yet? I'd love to see where you work on board." Arc frowned slightly as Bond looked around before it hit her. She had totally forgotten that the Nightwing would probably be leaving soon, without them if they weren't on board. Before Arc could respond though he offered her his arm in a dramatically over the top kind of mock gentlemanly way and she couldn't help but laugh. "As long as your intention are honorable kind sir." She replied mock curtseying before she took his offered arm and led them both back to the ship. "So how did you end up on the Nightwing?" Arc asked casually to Bond as the made their way back to the ship.

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"Just sorta happened," he responded, leading them back to the Nightwing. He noticed a line of bodies heading to the kitchen and he curiously pondered following them. Continuing to speak to Arc he said, "I knew Reg from school. I'm an engineer. Stuff happens...do you know who all these folks are?"

Not only were humans amongst them, but aliens too. When had the Academy started that? He could tell from their attire they were most likely recruits, freshly graduated. Bond smiled, thoughts swirling in his mind about pranks and the like.

"I know we were going to see your setup but...any interest in messing with the newbies?" He grinned sideways down to her.

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Arc thought for a moment about Bond's proposal, well she pretended to think about. She wasn't exactly in the habit of thinking out the effects of her actions, just another thing that she never quite grew out of. She grinned brightly up at Bond. "I wasn't in any particular rush to get back to my work space. But of course that depends on what you are proposing." She said smiling cheekily and wiggling her eyebrows like an idiot for emphasis. There was no way she would be against the idea of messing with this seemingly never ending line of recruits. Besides there was no way it wasn't going to be fun. though she did have to wonder what exactly Bond had planned. Arc was never one that was good with creating plans.

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Character Portrait: Eddie Ackers Character Portrait: Minerva (Minn) Darv Character Portrait: Saein Vernig Character Portrait: Rokunam Character Portrait: Regina (Reggie) Oris Character Portrait: Bond Mason Character Portrait: Delw Night Character Portrait: Dedrik Vals Character Portrait: Dr. Alexander Greenhaven Character Portrait: Arc Troiya
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Dedrik followed the crowd as the were lead away. The ship was gorgeous on the inside, and though normally he didn't care about aesthetics, he didn't mind. The fact that the interior was so well designed as far as he could tell was simply another luxury that'd make the job a little more pleasurable.

He continued on, being trained from such a young age and having had the proper way to carry yourself no matter what you're doing engrained him in, he held the his powerstaff diagonally across his chest, one hand clasped around the shaft just at his waist, the other near his shoulder. His boots tapped rhythmically off the floor, mixed into the other recruit's steps. Being also highly attuned to the things around him, Dedrik also noted several people joining into their line who weren't recruits, most likely being already part of the established crew he concluded. He payed no further attention the humans.

They arrived in the kitchen moments later, the large number of recruits having to take a moment to arrange themselves in the space. Dedrik's golden eyes flicked back and forth, taking in every detail of his surroundings. His gaze fell on those already present and wasn't too surprised to find they were also of varying races. Dedrik dug into his memory, searching out the correct names as he looked to them. There was a pink girl, totally pink, he took a moment before the term Shariva appeared in his brain before looking to the other woman, a Firni. His head tilted just slightly as he looked her over, using the tell-tale freckles upon her face to find the proper name for her species. There was an android, the tattoo upon his wrist giving it away as clear as the others, and what appeared to be another human male. It seemed all were enjoying some dessert known as cookies. Dedrik had never had the luxury of eating these, himself preferring a tough meat over anything sweet and he looked over slightly as the Captain appeared.

Dedrik remained silent as he waited for something further to happen. He had no quarrel with standing at attention all day and night, but did detest frivolous things such as this. All he needed was an order and he'd be satisfied. No matter what it was, it would be done.

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Character Portrait: Eddie Ackers Character Portrait: Minerva (Minn) Darv Character Portrait: Saein Vernig Character Portrait: Regina (Reggie) Oris Character Portrait: Bond Mason Character Portrait: Delw Night Character Portrait: Dedrik Vals Character Portrait: Dr. Alexander Greenhaven Character Portrait: Arc Troiya
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Grinning from ear to ear, Bond easily pocketed his screwdriver and turned a bit to conceal what he showed Arc. Four tiny pellets lay in his palm, oval shaped, all brown in color and unmarked. They sort of looked like pills, but they were anything but.

"I call these, my BB's," he introduced in a soft voice. Picking one up, he showed her the size and simplicity up close. "What does BB stand for you ask? Beauty Bombs."

They followed the recruits into the kitchen, Bond noting just how many people were now packed within the space. Could his window of opportunity be any more perfect? Still grinning like a child, he handed Arc two of the brow tablets gently, closing her fingers around them and leaning toward her with a whisper. "On my signal...throw...then run back to the door. Okay? Your face does not need anymore beauty. Trust me." With a wink and an encouraging pat to the arm, he crossed the kitchen to where the Captain stood.

"Evening, Reggie," he greeted, making sure the recruits heard him use her nickname. He made sure Colin heard too. "How's it goin? All grand in Captain's land?"

He turned to Eddie and Saein then, chuckling a little and snatching a cookie from the plate before nibbling on the edge. "Quite the crowd in here, huh?"

Then he faced Minn, feeling only slightly bad for what he was about to do. The girl showed such pride in her cooking and her assigned kitchen area. But he couldn't give this up. How did the old ones used to say it? The phrase was ridiculed in modern texts, Americans of earth being quite pompous and obnoxious. Bond found the phrase amusing though and it fit perfectly, well, semi-perfectly here.

If he didn't take this opportunity, then the terrorists win.

He caught Arc's eye from across the room as he backed away to the opposite door. All he gave was a nod, a quick gesture, a twitch of the neck. She understood. Simultaneously they tossed their tablets into the center of the room, both scurrying to their respective doors to take appropriate cover. Bond laughed loudly, hoping Arc found safety.

The tablets tumbled through the air, two hitting the floor, one on the counter and one on the shoulder ofone of the recruits. Upon impact, the BB's went off.

The popping was sharp and quick, painful too for anyone near, though no one took notice of the noise or pain. The bombs exploded, as bombs do, in a fit of colorful dust, purple particles shooting into the air with green and blues, the dust becoming a fog and then smoke, encompassing them all in clouds of beautful colors and fits of coughs.

Bond couldn't stop laughing. He hadn't used a BB as a prank for years, since his expulsion really. He had used them on missions to distract enemies, but this...this was perfect.

He could not wait to see everyone's reactions.

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Dlew looked around warily at all the people filling the room. Obviously these were new recruits as each were in uniform, and because collecting them was the only reason the ship was here in the first place. He hoped though that they would be nice to him, or at least show any sort of kindness instead of the usual cold shoulder he received. The android waited patiently, watching as nothing really happened for the first few moments. He noted Bond and Arc enter behind the crowd, as well as the doctor but didn’t pay any more attention otherwise.

Suddenly an explosion occurred in the room that set everyone into a shock. A huge cloud of colorful smoke filled the room, following a pop and Dlew just caught side of Bond ducking out one door. Dlew was on the floor with the sudden excitement, his only thoughts being that of the ship under attack as he heard several shots get fired off.

When the smoke finally cleared Dlew remained in his position on the floor, shaking slightly. It took a moment for him to realize everything had settled and slowly he uncurled himself and rose to his feet. Looking around he also then realized that it was nothing more than a prank. Dlew shakily took his seat, his mind still racing as to who had just done this. It seemed Eddie was wondering the same thing as he called out most likely everyone’s thoughts. The android switched topics now, deciding it better to think about finishing the picture of Saein and Eddie while the image was still fresh. Perhaps he’d do that.