Ice Matango
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Post by Ice Matango on Mar 30, 2014 5:25:10 GMT -8
After disentangling herself from Jud'dayus, and mumbling numerous apologies to him, Ice managed to sit herself back down on the rock she'd been sitting on. Taking the offered bottle of booze that The Admiral handed to each of them, she settled down and listened to The Admirals next story. Chuckling when the story ended, Ice set the still full bottle down beside the others at the side of her rock and stood up stretching a little as she did so. She was a tad bit more sober since she hadn't drank that last beer, and the food had helped too.
She listened for a moment realizing that the storm outside sounded like it had died down a little and she figured this was a good time to take her leave and see if the droid on board her ship was able to fix the faulty GPS system. As much as she liked the company in the cave, she just wanted to get home and see her family. Looking from Jud'dayus to The Admiral, she smiled and said her goodbyes.
"It sounds like the storm is letting up and, as much as I have enjoyed the company, the food, the booze, and the storytelling, I think it's time I get my happy ass home and maybe give the Council a piece of my mind while I'm at it. Gentlemen, I hope we can meet again....maybe in better weather next time."
Glancing around to make sure she didn't leave anything behind, she spied the bottle she'd set down before standing up. Bending at the waist, she snatched it up with a grin. "Maybe I'd better take this one with me. You never know when booze might come in handy on a long trip." Holding the bottle aloft in a respective salute to Jud'dayus and The Admiral, she turned on her heel, looking around long enough to see the Diamonte had already left sometime ago, and exited the cave.
Once outside, she made her way back to the shuttle and walked up the boarding ramp that the droid had lowered when it saw her. The tough little droid had managed to fix the GPS system, at least for the time being. Happy at this bit of news, Ice strapped herself into the pilots seat next to the droid and fired up the engines. Flipping the switch to the GPS, she was glad to see that it lit up and now correctly identified the planet they were on and their position. Grinning, she pushed a few buttons and soon enough the shuttle was lifting off up into the atmosphere of Etti IV. Once they hit orbit, she aimed the shuttle to the nearest hyperspace lane and set the coordinates. After a moment or two the shuttle zoomed out of sight in a flash into hyperspace and soon they were homeward bound.......
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Psallo Kyrie
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Post by Psallo Kyrie on Jun 8, 2016 19:06:01 GMT -8
The tapping of a pen echoed in time with pacing foot steps. Dr Argon Noble carved a straight line in the landing deck as he waiting with growing impatience for the transport ship. And finally, the ceiling above him split in three pieces, sliding into the walls and a large circle of light blasted the dark hangar interior.
Well It's about time...
Dr. Noble grumbled as he waited stiffly for the large ship to settle and lower its landing ramp. Within the shadowed interior of the ship, two cloak figures held a smaller, weaker figure between them. They did not speak as they marched their prisoner down the landing ramp. Her wrists were clasped tightly in manacles but otherwise, the girl looked unharmed. At least that was a plus. The two, silent force users paused before the doctor, presenting him with what he had asked for-
A helper.
What in the universe are those for? Are you afraid she'll slap you? How is she suppose to work if her hands are chained together. Remove those, at once!
Dr Nobel demanded fearlessly. His stunning silver eyes glared into the covered faces of the Sith Knights undauntedly as they silently complied.
You know- You can learn everything about the force, and totally forget common sense. But I won't blame you. I'll blame your teacher- next time I see him.
One of the Knights lifted his hand toward the Doctor, and he just shook his head.
Don't test me, boy. Your boss would be upset- but I doubt he'd ever hear about it after I'm done with you. Unless You want me to tell him someone without the force, took you down.
Nobel's eyes narrowed into dangerous slits, and the Knight actually took a small step back. Changing his expression instantly, he put a passive look on his face and held out a purple gloved hand for the now unchained woman to take.
They didn't hurt you did they? I do hope not. It would be a waste of time tending to you, when You should be helping me tend to... her.
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Thea Lockwood
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Post by Thea Lockwood on Jun 8, 2016 19:57:12 GMT -8
The Kidnapping: Thea was walking out of the hospital, after a 3 hour surgery. She was exhausted and just wanted to get home and go to bed. Waving goodbye to the nurse at the front desk, she headed out in the cold air. Heading to her car, she dropped her keys and had to bend to pick them up. As she started unlocking her door, someone grabbed her from behind and covered her mouth with their hand. Next thing she knew, she was sitting in a room with no windows. It had a wet, mildewy smell to it. She looked around, trying to get her bearings. It was exceptionally dark inside. Turning her head, she noticed a man sitting on a chair in the corner, staring at her. She slid back away from him until suddenly, she couldn't anymore. Noticing at once, she was chained to the floor. The man spoke. "Are you a surgeon?" She didn't answer, too afraid of what was going on."What is your name?" Suddenly the memory of someone grabbing her came flooding back. She thought it was just a bad dream. "Do you speak basic?"Why was this man asking all of these questions? Why were they doing this to her? Days passed, maybe weeks. Every day, the same man would come in and ask the same questions over and over. They would bring her a few slices of bread and a glass of water at the end of each session. She still didn't speak. She didn't eat until the third time they brought her food, if they wanted answers to their questions, they obviously weren't gonna poison her. She slept sitting up, with her back to the wall. Finally she had enough. She reached her breaking point. When the man came in that day, she decided to answer before he even said anything.
"Yes, I speak basic, My name is Thea and I am a surgeon. Why are you doing this to me?"He looked at her with a smile on his face. From the look on him, she could see that he knew she would break.He turned around and left the room. No food was brought in that day. The next day, a different man came into the room and unchained her. He led her down the hall and into a hangar. Maybe she was going home. Maybe that was all they wanted. With a little hope inside of her, she watched as they lifted off and left.
Currently: Thea shivered and watched all the interaction between these people. She didn't know any of them. This new person seemed nice, but she could sense something dark inside, swirling. When the others left her with him, she gave a small sigh in relief. Rubbing her wrists, she listened to him speak.
"I-I'm fine"
She knew, mentally that she was nowhere near fine. When he mentioned helping him with her, she wondered who he was talking about. She followed him through what looked like a lab. A very expensive one. On a normal day, she would have coveted it. Today,she just wanted to go home, and maybe get something to eat. Following him into a room, she stopped in her tracks and her mouth dropped open.
"Oh my force!"
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Post by Psallo Kyrie on Jun 9, 2016 8:00:08 GMT -8
The room they entered was large and round. Its centerpiece set in as a cylindrical tube, filled with white-ish liquid and attached to an innumerable amount of computer wires and circuitry. A figure hung, suspended in the cylinder's center, cast in a ghostly pale color by the liquid which surrounded her. Gold colored synthetic nural relay fibers crisscrossed over her body, connected by her metallic woven garment, covering everything but her head and hands. Chestnut brown hair no longer dipped and curled about her face; such sights of normality had long sense abandoned her. Eight wired probes crowned her bare head, and a thick black cable protruded from the base of her skull, feeding up, out of the cylinder to connect with its computer matrix. A set of closed eyelids, lacking the common scars which once rested there, twitched slightly upon the two doctors' approach, but otherwise, the computer's mainframe remained dormant.
There- is your patient. Dr. Nobel stated with such finality. He quickly made his way over to a set of monitors lining the back wall, recording brain activity and more life signs than any common medical monitor. His face contorted for a fraction of a second.
And these idiots keep making our job harder. He suddenly sneered, before punching a com button to his right.
Officer Krell! Why was the system shut down WITHOUT proper release protocols?
A somewhat shaky voice responded to the doctor's heated words.
I- I don't know. Something about exterior communication or something...uh, the sort of, opposite to what happened last time... I only did what the boss told me to sir. He said you could fix it... I guess it's a good thing he's got faith in you...right?
Dr Nobel cut the communication, interrupting the officer's closing, nervous laughter. He began muttering to himself in some other language as he started pushing buttons. With a sigh, Argon turned to the woman and shook his head.
Well I was going to let you rest and eat something before putting you to work- but I may need your help right now. show me your hands.
He peered at her, hoping that lack of food or hydration hadn't caused her hands to be shaky. A surgeon's hands should be as steady as durasteel and as gentle as a breeze.
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Thea Lockwood
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Post by Thea Lockwood on Jun 9, 2016 12:02:18 GMT -8
Thea was in awe when she stepped inside this room, until she spotted the person and suddenly became appalled. How could they do this to a human being? Suddenly outraged, before she knew it, something took over her and she turned to the doctor and slapped him right across the face. She was not violent and had never slapped anyone before in her life. All the fury from the kidnapping and this, had pushed her over the edge. The slap stung her hand and echoed throughout the place. She kept her face controlled, even though her hand hurt like hell, but she could still work with them. Her doctor instincts took over and she knew that she had to help her.
"Shut the hell up! Who would do such a thing to a human being?"
She walked over and started looking at the monitors, checking blood pressure levels and brain activity. The girl seemed to be in perfect health, until now. She was a little under nourished but that was an easy fix. Walking over to the sink, she washed her hands and slid on gloves, letting them slap against her wrists. She looked over at the doctor with a glare on her face. He seemed to be awed at her outburst. Good, he deserved it. They all did.
"We don't have all day!"
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Psallo Kyrie
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Post by Psallo Kyrie on Jun 10, 2016 7:33:45 GMT -8
Feel better?
Argon said, lifting a hand and inspecting his face. A very faint smile was on his expression. Her outburst was quite unexpected, but, upon closer thought, it was perfectly understandable. He would have to ask her what those kidnappers put her through before dumping her at his feet. Regardless, she seemed to care about the patient, and that, above all, was paramount. She could dislike him all she wanted. People were fare easier to control when they disliked you. Perhaps- he considered, this was what made the Sith so powerful.
As she asked who would do such a thing to a human being, Argon frowned and shook his head.
Who indeed.... He began dialing in commands for the computer and soon, the cylinder holding the girl lowered as a set of mechanical arms lifted up from the floor and grasped the container's top. After a bit more mechanical motion, the cylinder lay horizontal, with all it's wires still in place, clasped snugly by the two vice grips on the floor. Half the whitish liquid had been drained and the doctor walked over to his patient. Keying in a code on a key pad atop the cylinder, its glassy frame rotated into itself, slipping away and revealing the girl, laying on her back, half submerged in fluid.
Now, our work can begin. Dr. Nobel said, exchanging his pare of gloves for fresh ones. He pulled over a tray of instruments and syringes, placing it between them at the head of the medical tube. He then looked over the girl with a critical eye. She seemed perfectly relaxed, unconscious, safe for one thing. Her right fist was clinched in a death grip and this drew the doctor's attention.
So- before we begin, it is important to note our job is not to wright the wrongs in this universe, he glanced down at the unconscious girl with a heavy frown. no matter how despicable you think they are. Our job, is to heal those the universe throws at us and right not that means, her.
His brows creased together as he looked seriously at Thea. So you can hate me or anyone else all you want, but if you cannot do your job here, I'll just have to find someone else who can. I'd rather not. Time is life, and it takes time to find- replacements.
His serious, almost dark tone became much more professional as he gently reached in, lifted the girls hand from the liquid, and pried it opened. His jaw set as he saw smears of blood where her fingernails had pierced her palm.
Sudden commands to the computer system almost always translates into physical stress on her body. Any amount of blood can contaminate the nourishing fluid she rests in, so - He peered up at the security camera blinking at them in the corner. It's very important to follow proper release protocols so this doesn't happen!
Grumbling, he shook his head and offered the girl's hand to Thea. Bandage that. It may seem like a simple task, but- I want to watch you work.
He sighed and peered down at the unconscious girl again. His eyes lingered somewhat as he added softly. It's very important to - her, that you know what you're doing.
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Post by Thea Lockwood on Jun 11, 2016 9:15:18 GMT -8
Thea couldn't help but stare in awe, as the girl was lowered. All this equipment was amazing, even though it was being used horribly. She wanted to grab the girl and try to escape, but she didn't know what the trauma of that could do to her. Her stomach felt queasy, looking at this poor innocent girl being strung up like this. How could someone be so inhuman. She listened to him speak and knew in her fiber that she couldn't right the wrongs of the universe, but something inside her made her, at least, want to try. Looking up at him as he spoke again, she was shocked to find that she didn't hate him, she hardly knew him. He had done nothing wrong to her, and from the looks of it, he cared for this girl. She still didn't trust him, not by a long shot, but there was something good in him. There had to be.
She took the girl's hand, surprising herself when her own hands were steady as a rock. Picking up the peroxide, she took a swab and started dabbing at the cuts with proficiency and care. Wiping away the blood and making sure it wouldn't get infected. Sitting the stuff down, she then grabbed ointment and carefully swabbed that on, and finished with wrapping it up in gauze. Carefully laying her hand back down, she grabbed the used swabs and deposited them in the proper can. Walking back over to the girl, she looked at the doctor.
"Who is she?"
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Post by Psallo Kyrie on Jun 11, 2016 21:01:18 GMT -8
She, Dr. Noble said, inspecting Thea's work and gently lifting that same arm back out of the fluid. Is a very powerful force user, A Seer. She can see the past and the future, things that are happening lightyears away, right now.
He slowly began to unzip the girl's sleeve, showing the versatility of the suite she was in. Zippers ran up both arms, legs, and down the middle of her chest. All areas of her body could be reached quickly and efficiently if the need arose. As he pulled the fabric away from the girl's ghostly white flesh, taunt, healthy muscle could be found underneath, but also strange lacerations, seeping with blood. The doctor breathed out a sigh of irritation.
But she is not immortal. He said, obviously fighting to keep a temper on his voice. Hand me that towel over there. He worked quickly, slipping a support under her arm and freeing up his hands to unzip the middle zipper. Pulling that fabric away as well, he revealed her right shoulder and bare right portion of her chest. But he seemed completely unfazed. As he worked, he continued speaking.
The scientists here have been working diligently to direct her natural abilities to specific dates and locations, effectively seeing the future, on their terms- or exploring the past.
He sighed in relief when the cuts stopped at her shoulder. Once Thea gave him what he asked for, he started delicately removing the blood before it had a chance to drip into the liquid.
They call her the mainframe, or the Anomaly Notification Neural Array- But he true name, even before she came here, is Anna.
He sighed as he began disinfecting the numerous cuts. It's easier not to think of her as a person. Sighing, he lowered his head, as if focusing on his work, but his eyebrows creased together in heavy thought. But- obviously their machine won't work if she's not alive. Apparently the last breach did more damage than anyone thought it did. We'll have her fixed up, and running smoothly again in just a few----
A spike in brain activity caused the monitors to flash.
Then the Seer's eyes snapped opened. She took in a deep, spluttering gasp of air.
We- will- all burn...
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Post by Thea Lockwood on Jun 12, 2016 20:35:07 GMT -8
Thea was stunned when he was talking about this girl. She could see the future? That was amazing. She instantly knew why they had her here, even if she disagreed with it. She handed him the towel and started to watch him work. When he took off half of the top of her suit, she was unfazed. She had seen plenty of naked bodies in her line of work. It was something she dealt with daily. Knowing that this girl was being used for someone else's means, just pissed her off even more. She really wished she knew who these people were and why they thought that they had the right to do any of this.
She looked at the girl, after being able to place a name to the face. Anna, she sighed in her head. She wanted to help this girl so badly, but didn't know how. Not to think of her as a person? She silently scoffed at him. How could someone think like that? There were moments when he was talking, that he seemed genuinely concerned, then there were times like this, where he was a complete, shut off, asshole. She thought back to when she hit him. She had remorse immediately afterwards, now, she had a smug smile that she tried to hide. She was just about to ask what else she could do to help, when suddenly the monitors started flashing, notifying them that there was a spike in brain activity. As she was about to move closer to the monitor, the girl's eyes opened and Thea jumped and took a step back. Her heart was pounding so hard in her chest, that she thought it might explode.
The words out of the girls mouth, made her freeze in fear. What did she mean we will all burn? Taking a few more steps back, her eyes grew bigger and bigger. Taking another step back, she ran her back into a wall. She clung to it like it would be her savior. This girl was starting to creep her out, but something inside, still wanted to help her.
"Stop being a baby"
she thought to herself and pushed off the wall, and headed back over to the girl, hoping the doctor didn't see her freaking out.
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Post by Psallo Kyrie on Jun 13, 2016 6:32:07 GMT -8
The doctor responded immediately, putting one of his hands on the side of Anna's face and speaking to her. His voice instantly changed from the cold, crisp doctor, to probably one of the most soothing voices Thea had ever heard.
Shhh... Not yet, Anna. We're not going anywhere... yet.
Hie eyes turned to Thea for a moment, noting the mounting stress in the girl. She had to be on top of things if she was going to be useful at all. He opened his mouth, about to ask her go check the monitors, but then the Seer's body began shaking, causing the liquid to slosh from side to side. Dr. Noble grit his teeth and placed a firm hand on Anna's chest, while cupping her cheek with the other.
Listen to my voice Anna. Find the void. Rest there... rest.
But Anna did not rest. She thrashed about before landing her strange eyes on Thea's retreating figure. Two shifting irises peered deep into Thea, with such fluidity, it was difficult to tell what color her eyes actually were, and it might be maddening to try. The girl's face became steeped with worry and seriousness.
Run Thea! Run! She said fervently. Go with them... They are good people. They will take care of you...
She snapped her gaze back to Argon and widened her eyes in terror. Her fervent tone turned into a near panicked pleading.
No Adieumus! Not like this. Stop what you're doing. Think!
Realization suddenly dawned on him, and Argon's frame tightened. They were trying to pull visions from the Seer while he was working on her. Such a breach in protocols could stress Anna to the point of shutting her down, permanently.
Hush Anna. Find the void. Rest.
Through his tense figure, the words he spoke to her never wavered, as if speaking was such an art to him, it rivaled medicine. He turned to Thea and spoke in a commanding tone.
I need you to hold her down. Can you do that? I've got to put an end to this.
His eyes narrowed seriously, telling Thea silently that this could, very well be a life or death situation.
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Post by Thea Lockwood on Jun 13, 2016 9:10:05 GMT -8
Thea quickly ran over to the monitors. They were going haywire. Everything was lit up and her blood pressure was through the roof. From the numbers, the girl should have been dead. This was unusual. When the girl said her name, she gasped. How did this girl know who she was? Who was she talking about? She stepped forward, curiosity taking over.
"Who? Who should I go with? Who are you talking about?"
A name came out of the girl's mouth, but she had no clue who that was. Rushing over, She grabbed the girl's shoulders and tried to hold her down. It was a difficult task. This girl looked like skin and bones, but she was clearly stronger than she looked. Trying to hold her down, took all of her strength. She was practically panting and sweating profusely. Looking up briefly at the doctor, she could sense worry in him. Suddenly she saw a flash of something darker, crossing his features. It made her want to shudder. The alarms on the computer were still going haywire, when suddenly, the lights went out. Thea started to panic. The girl was still thrashing and she couldn't see. Her arms started hurting, but she kept her hold on the girl, trying to keep her as still as possible. It didn't seem to be working.
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Post by Psallo Kyrie on Jun 13, 2016 10:01:44 GMT -8
Dr. Noble hammered the com button and with little restraint, shouted into the receiver.
Shut it down Krel! We have unauthorized vision activity. We're going to loose her if you don't cut the feed now!
The response was a completely different voice, and it made Argon flinch.
This information is too important. The Array has been through worse than this, just keep it stable. We're almost done.
Argon growled, adding an almost poisonous lilt to his voice.
With all do respect, commander... If you do not shut the system down, I will.
Some response warbled across the com frequency, but Argon cut the com before it really made any sense. He tossed a look over his shoulder to Thea.
Hang in there. I'm shutting her down.
He began relentlessly typing in commands Hoping to get to the shutdown sequences before security locked him out.
Anna's struggling never let up and her breathing only intensified. Suddenly her left hand shot out and gripped Thea's arm, digging her fingernails into the woman's skin. Her eyes locked with Thea's, holding here there, in a near paralyzing stare.
Trust me Thea... I would never hurt you. Don't believe everything you see Thea.
Her head pitched back and she laughed slightly. A thin smile crept onto her face and she let go of Thea's arm. How does it feel? To know they all died because of your actions? You couldn't handle it, could you? The seer slowly sat nearly upright and peered at the woman beside her, with a perfectly demeaning stare. To bare the name Jedi, when you cause so much death. I told you before- but you didn't listen. Maybe now...
Argon gripped a large handle on the wall and pulled it down with a sharp clang. Everything went dark briefly before the chem lighting kicked in and the room was cast in an off white gray. Anna had all but withered backwards, and lay still. Her breathing started to settle but her closed eyelids still twitched slightly, as if the vision took longer to spin itself out in her mind before vanishing.
Dr. Noble sighed in relief and walked over to Thea. He put a hand on her shoulder and looked down at her with a thin, even thankful smile.
You did very well. There's really no telling who will- or has said those things she just spoke, or when it will happen. Don't let her frighten you.
He sighed heavily and began entering commands into Anna's capsule. She really can't help it.
The fluid drained completely from the tube, and Argon zipped Anna's suit back into place before securing her arms and legs again. Taking a step back, the cylinder closed around her and the mechanical arms lifted it back into its upright position, even as fresh fluid started to fill the capsule and submerge the Seer once more. Slowly, the lights began to come back on and Dr. Noble shook his head.
Brace yourself. I'm about to be in a whole lot of trouble.
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Post by Agent Dominion on Jun 13, 2016 10:51:02 GMT -8
"Shut up or you'll die quicker." Agent Dominion said below his hat, pulled slightly over his eyes as he was dressed in a IPS uniform. The man next to him was a newly acquired friend, with a bomb strapped to his chest. He was starting to cry, and that wouldn't look good once they got to the Laboratory. He hijacked this freighter back before it took off back on planet Xal 3. It was to deliver hospital supplies and other foodstuffs to a mysterious facility on Etti IV. Well, plans had changed. He stole one uniform and knocked the delivery man out. When he woke up, a bomb vest was strapped onto him. The trigger? If he left his seat. He stopped his crying, still breathing heavily as he stayed in his chair. Nothing was visible from the outside, he would just look to be sitting there. But everybody wears seat-belts (or at least they should) and if his disconnects, boom. Neither of them wanted that, The Agent knew that this was a Laboratory to create a supercomputer, run by the First Order. The Sith didn't really like the sound of that. So they sent their ghost in to take it out. No survivors, and no evidence that it was done by the Sith. Dominion had done a hundred jobs just like it. This one though.. This place was heavily guarded. Camera's and laser cannons and secrecy everywhere. Whatever they were doing, it was something big. Very big. No supercomputer would need this much security. "You are clear to dock and unload your cargo." He got the clearance over intercom. They had been floating in space while their code checked out for delivery. "Here we go. Now be a good boy and stay in your seat." He said to the sorrowful man that was still mourning himself. He could almost smell the man pissing himself. His ship slowly flew into the atmosphere and down into the underground hanger, landing with it's dock pointed towards the door. Just what they would do when delivering this much supplies. He hoped. He could see two armed security officers walking up to the ship, accompanied by one in a lab coat. "Stay here, I mean it." He quickly said to his co-worker as Dominion took the datapad with the manifest on it and went down to meet the three men. "Hello, got your shipment here." He opened up as he handed the man in the lab-coat the pad. With his hat covering a bit of the Agent's eyes, he sized up the security officer's forms. Nothing too special. One was a Twi'lek, but that wouldn't pose a problem, epspicailly with how long his tails were... The man in the coat nodded, signifying that all was clear, and the three moved to take the cargo out of the ship. Perfect. This would take them out of any sights of the local security cameras or any prying eyes. As soon as they were on board, Dominion hit the button to close the ramp. As it slowly ascended, the three men turned at the noise, with the Sith agent right at there backs. The Twi'lek's head jerked awkwardly as it was snapped between the delivery man's hands. A deft movement caught one of the tails and wrapped it around the other officer's neck, strangling him. He pulled out his pistol while he choked, but Dominion used his free right hand to take the gun in his hand and point it at the scientist, waiting until the 'click' of the ramp behind him. 'click'. Pew! The scientist had only stood there, frightened at the sudden violence, waiting to get shot. He fell to the ground, dead. A few more moments of the dead Twi'lek's tail crushing the officer's neck until he passed out. With one more jerk, there was a snap as the tail cracked his neck. He let them both drop to the floor, and he dragged them out of the way of the cart. He undressed from his uniform and dressed in the lab coat after retrieving his standard weapon, hiding it under the long white robe. He knew that the people on the bridge would still be watching the ship, aware that the dock had closed. He opened it back up, and used the hovercart's system to tell it to move off the ramp. It followed orders and used it's technology to leave the ship, with the apparent scientist right behind it. He took it all the way to the door leading into the main hallway leading into the lab, and also into the control tower. Once inside, the suspicions of the workers inside probably now at an all time high, Dominion changed his weapon to an assault rifle as he went up the stairs to the control tower. They would be too focused on the ship, wondering where their security detail was to look behind them. The door opened up into the tower's main room.. then it shut, and energy bolts went flying everywhere. Dominion unloaded into everyone with it's autofire mode, the bolts killing those who's heads were far too exposed from the back. Sparks went flying and workers fell, equipment was trashed and destroyed. After a few seconds it was still. Good thing they had so much protection from the outside that nobody could hear them scream in pain from the inside. He walked along the room, firing off a few more blasts to anyone that was still alive and hiding. He was very thorough. Nobody hid under the bodies of their friends and lived. He then used one lucky terminal that survived and accessed the camera feeds. Those didn't need to be online right now. One keystroke, and they were dead. Now to get to the rest of this building.
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Post by Thea Lockwood on Jun 14, 2016 9:47:46 GMT -8
The girl was still thrashing around. She had a feeling that if she didn't stop soon, Thea was gonna lose her hold on her. Suddenly Anna grabbed her arm, digging her nails in. She gritted her teeth together, to stop herself from yelling. She was pretty sure the girl was drawing blood. The next words out of Anna's mouth confused her more.She had never been around a seer before and it creeped her out but made her curious at the same time. When Anna let go of her arm, she was sure that blood was now running down it. Suddenly the sat upright and made Thea jump back. She didn't know what was going to happen.
Suddenly, everything stopped. She looked down at the girl, now seeming to be suffering from her vision in silence. She felt at a loss for words. What had they brought her into. She hated this! Part of her wanted to save the girl, take her away from this place. There was another part that just wanted to get out of her presence. Trying to stop herself from shaking, she stepped forward , seeing the girl's arm out, and moved her arm back into the liquid. She didn't seem to have any cuts or bruises from thrashing around.
Watching the doctor punch a few buttons, she watched the girl get moved back to her spot, in a fresh batch of liquid. Looking down at her arm, she noticed the blood flowing down it, and grabbed a towel to wipe it off. She knew she wouldn't have the time to patch herself up at the moment, with everything that just happened. She stepped back, away from the door, waiting for someone to bust in and take the doctor. She had no clue if that would happen, but her mind was running on the worst thing imaginable. What if they were angry at her too?
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Post by Psallo Kyrie on Jun 14, 2016 10:23:31 GMT -8
Dr. Noble frowned as he noted Thea's tension. He shook his head and squeezed her shoulder slightly.
Don't worry. Nothing's going to happen to you. They'll have to go through me, and frankly, I'm far too important.
The door did open, rather forcefully, and six armed guards entered, followed closely by one of the sith knights, notably the one who lifted his hand to Argon back in the hangar. This time however, the Sith spoke.
I trust you realize why I'm here. The dark robed being said with a sinister glint in his eye.
Probably to distract me from cleaning up the mess your commander caused. Argon responded undauntedly.
The darksider scoffed, reaching forth his gloved hand and yanking the doctor to his waiting grip with the force. You disrupted key information about the intruders. Their arrival is very soon, and we must be prepared!
Argon blinked rapidly, but only struggled a little before succumbing to the choking grip the sith had on him. His silver eyes locked with the man's masked face and he frowned. I saved your super computer's life. Your commander's reckless disregard for proper procedures is the reason the system hasn't reached it's full potential.
On the contrary, Doctor. I have ample suspicion that you are hiding files from us. The sith retorted, throwing Argon's body to the side and watching him collide with the wall. Seeing someone as confidant as the doctor struggle brought a dark smile to the darksider's face. You're arrogance will cost you.
What? are you going to force crush me to death? Or better yet, use lightning in here, around all this delicate circuitry. I want to watch you squirm as you try to fix your damage without me. Argon responded, standing up quite quickly, apparently completely unfazed by the wall's impact. He rolled his head to either side, cracking his neck, before speaking again, in a flat, even tone. Come at me Sith.
No. You're too valuable. The only thing keeping you alive right now is your knowledge... But her... The dark clad man thrust a finger at Thea and the armed guards turned, pointing their blasters at her in unison. We can do with out her.
Argon never flinched. No look of worry flashed across his face, or even concern. He simply reached into his pocket and withdrew a needle. Positioning the vile of amber liquid over his forearm, he looked passively at the sith. Go ahead. Shoot her, but you won't have time to do that and keep me from injecting this into my arm. It causes almost immediate system failure. A gravely serious frown rested on his features. If you want my continued help, You'll leave and take your lackeys with you.
You're bluffing. The sith said, lifting his hand, preparing to give the order to shoot.
Am I really? Want to find out? Argon waited patiently for the man to admit defeat. He watched as the sith motioned to his men and pointed out the door. They left, but the Sith remained.
Why would you sacrifice your life for someone you hardly know? The darksider asked, curiously.
She's prettier than you. Argon responded cooly. Now get out of my medical room. He watched as the Sith scowled, and left the room. Slowly, Dr. Noble turned to Thea, lifting his eyebrows and looking her over.
Are you alright?
Above the hangar bay, just as the renegade spy started to leave the security tower, a single monitor which had survived the onslaught of blaster fire flashed. A message rattled through the nearly destroyed com system, of a voice asking for a situation report. Apparently they had noticed the loss in camera activity. But in mid message, the voice was silenced and text began scrolling across the screen.
I see you...
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Post by Agent Dominion on Jun 14, 2016 11:34:02 GMT -8
The sudden flash of the surviving monitor made the agent turn around, moving to shoot the monitor before the voice cut out.. and text came across the screen. Something about it seemed off.. The text. No alarm was being sounded, and the text had cut off the personnel over the intercom. This was someone that he felt didn't align with the people here. But they seemed to know the system here... At the back of his mind, the idea of the supercomputer being the one doing this started to form... He walked to the terminal, dismissing the text and accessing the controls for the hanger. Using a few simple few keystrokes, he initiated the system to shut the hanger blast doors. He had experience with supposed 'heroes' who try to escape amid the chaos. That wasn't happening here. Nobody would be leaving now.
"If you can see me, can you hear me?" He asked, looking around the room and spotting a single camera. He was sure he had shut them all down..
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Post by Psallo Kyrie on Jun 15, 2016 7:23:11 GMT -8
The doors closed just as he had commanded them to, but, contrary to his thoughts, he was perfectly alone in the hangar. The small security camera in the far corner of the room winked at him, almost mischievously, if that were possible for a small red power light. Though, previously, text had been the computer's way of speaking to the intruder, this time, a female voice chimed over the com speaker, sounding just automated enough not to be human.
Yes, I can hear you, Dominic Borra.
A few lines of code scrolled across the screen and the massive hangar doors above him began to close. As he sated before, no one was getting out, not even him. The voice spoke again.
I am the Anomaly Notification Neural Array. In just a few minutes, guards will inter the hangar and you will fight them proficiently. One will score a lucky shot to your left arm and you will retreat into the facility, leaving more alive than dead. There, you will fade into the hallways and people, just like any other scientist- Until I find you. Perhaps then, you will understand my true purpose- and yours.
The screen came alive with commands and security override codes. Alarms began blaring all around the hangar, and those blast doors Dom had taken the time to close, began to open once more. Just as the Array had predicted, several men entered the hangar below him, fanning out to find the intruder. But they already knew where he was. The Array had told them. One of the men lifted his eyes up toward the observation tower and spoke in a loud, commanding tone.
We know you're up there Mr. Boora. Come down and explain your intentions, or life can get very unpleasant for you.
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Post by Agent Dominion on Jun 15, 2016 11:55:11 GMT -8
Dominion snapped back to the camera, staring at it with wide eyes. "You... can identify me? You know my name?" No wonder the Sith wanted this thing destroyed. If it could identify his real name, then it must already be functional. He listened to what it said next, confused at how it could tell the future. Maybe it was just taking in probabilities and the portfolio of all the guards and Dominion's. "If you can know my name, then you must know my work. And maybe one of them does get a lucky shot, but I'm not leaving more alive than dead." He heard the people down below, and he took out the necessary parts to turn his gun into an anti-armor grenade launcher, then stopped. if this computer talked about him fading into everyone else, then perhaps the whole stealth option wasn't completely out of the question. There was only so far he could go in trusting an enemy's supercomputer, but it was possible that only these men were notified of him. If he used the grenades, it could be too loud and alert more ears...
He walked down the flight of stairs and showed himself to the... 10 guards, he counted. Nothing too special. He didn't say anything until he came to a pile of crates to his right. He walked out to them with his gun still in his right hand, his left hand empty. Both were in the air. "My intentions? I'm simply delivering a care package." At that he lowered his gun, still in assault rifle mode and fully loaded, spraying blasts as he moved under cover of the crates.
He crouched down, waiting until any guard moved into line of sight. When they did, Dominion would instantly fire at them, dropping the man before he could let off one shot. He kept his ears open for any flanking, and would swivel on his left foot to take anyone out.
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Post by Psallo Kyrie on Jun 15, 2016 17:15:34 GMT -8
Hit the deck!
The leader shouted as most of the men scattered away from the fire spray, though three of them moved backwards, away from the intruder, firing back at him with their blasters. This cost two of them, as Dom's scattered shots caught one in the leg, and another in the stomach. While the first managed to find some sort of cover, the other couldn't move as his vision started to blur and he fought for breath. Eventually Dominic was given a wide birth save for one brave soul who rushed to aid his fallen comrade, inadvertently put him in Dominic's line of fire also.
You're making this harder than it has to be.
The leader stated casting worried glances over at the injured men. He silently turned his eyes toward two of his men. Those two, crouched, silently edging around the pile of crates. The other four slowly tightened the circle, blasters at the ready.
They wouldn't allow this man to escape the hangar, and run loose in the lab. Such a breach could damage the entire system.
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Post by Thea Lockwood on Jun 16, 2016 9:12:36 GMT -8
Thea wanted to smile at him, to show bravery, but something in her, went back to the kidnapping. How was she here right now? She did everything right. She was good, didn't get into any trouble, her entire life. Graduated medical school with high marks. How was someone like her, in this situation? When the door came open, she took a few steps back. Her hand had somehow grabbed a scalpel. She had no recollection on when she grabbed it, but she could feel the cold of the metal, in her hand. She wasn't one to fight, but she was determined not to get taken again.
Seeing the doctor lifted into the air, made Thea take another step back. When he was thrown, she involuntarily took a step toward the doctor. Wrong move. Suddenly, as if her moving, brought their attention, guns were pointed on her. She bit back a yelp. Suddenly the doctor had a needle to his arm. She shook her head, trying to convey for him to stop. She didn't want any of this to be happening. She just wanted to go home! Suddenly everyone left the room, except for the sith. She was angry at him for misusing the force, that is how she saw it. Panic and fear triumphed the anger. Then came the shock. The doctor thought she was pretty? She looked at him curiously. No one had ever called her pretty before.
Suddenly the sith left the room. The doctor then began to talk to her, asking if she was ok. She took the few steps towards him, anger taking over again. When she reached him, her hand, unwillingly, lifted up and came down, smacking him on the cheek. It was the second time in her entire life, that she ever hit anyone.
"Don't you ever do that again! That needle could have killed you!"
She was more angry about leaving this girl defenseless than anything. She also knew, as a doctor, that she would not have been able to save him, and that would have ruined her.
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