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[NimbleJack3]

Looking at the booting navigation console through the comms screen, Merutio smiled to himself and pushed the talk button. "Thanks for your help - I'll be up there in a tick." He released the button for the computer hub and keyed the entire ship. Barely suppressing a giggle, Merutio did what he had always wanted to do.
"Attention all passengers, this is *snicker* your pilot speaking. The time is 2702 hours and it's a balmy 34 degrees. Please take a seat and buckle in, because we have to fly out of the atmosphere in this hunk of junk. Stow all luggage in the overhead compartments, and thank you for flying Belluchi spacelanes."

 

[RockyH]

Shanks opened his eyes.
He swore angrily as he looked at his clothes. 'God dammit... George must have had another shot at killing me. Attempt at making a homemade poison. Well, I far as I know, I'm OK...'

 

[2fish]

Vince still kneeling down with Shanks looked him in the eyes, "If you are gonna die please do it fast, I would like to dump your body before we hit atmo". Vince started standing up, "now let?s see if we can get you sitting up against a wall while we try to find a doctor type person to make sure you stop these half death experiences every couple of hours".

 

[ThreeWords]

Spoiler: Hey, I'm new here

Hey, I'm new here, but I got the GM's approval. I'm gonna use Three's unusual circumstance to explain his so-far unseen activities

Spoiler: My sheet

Name: 3W-Bedakst ('Three' for short)

Sex: Androgen

Appearance: Three is tall and slender, though it does boast some muscle. It's frame is feminine at the shoulders, but has no breasts, and it's waist is slim. It's legs are long and also appear well muscled.
Three's face is round with an aquiline nose and piercing blue eyes which sparkle with intelligence. It's hair comes down to it's shoulders, and it blond. By habit, Three wears long, loose unisex clothing chosen for comfort and quality of make than style.

Profession: Envoy of the Diversity

Home planet: Alpha-Niska, though it has spent most of it's life on Capitol, the flagship of The Diversity (see bio)

History: Three does not like to say what gender it was born, nor talk much about it's early life or even disclose it's birth name, but it knew from an early time that it felt uncomfortable as whatever gender it had been born as, and yet felt no longing to be of the opposite gender. Having no other option apparent, Three stayed as it was, but during it's mid twenties the pressure became to much, and it elected to have a controversial version of sex change operation that would reshape it's body to be that of neither gender.
Sadly, it's family and friends shunned it, horrified of what it had chosen. Ostracized from society, Three sought escape by researching other, more tolerant cultures, and discovered the existence of The Diversity, a flotilla of ships traveling between the stars, dedicated to taking in all those shunned from 'normal' society
Joining gladly, Three was offered the option of choosing a new name, better to suit it's nature, and it chose 3W-Bedakst. After many years living amongst The Diversity, Three was offered the post of Envoy, to travel amongst the rest of the galaxy, exploring, researching and reporting to the Diversity, and occasionally doing missions to tip certain balances in their favor. Thus it returned to galactic society, no longer a pariah but an agent of a powerful and even sometimes feared faction.

Weapons and armor: Underneath it's clothing Three wears a gel-field suit, which covers him in a thin layer of gel based armor designed to absorb harmful impacts or energies. Controlled by an AI in a device on his hip (who also functions as his aide), the suit can also be removed from areas of Three's body (it normally keeps it's hands and face free) or can be thickened up to an inch to withstand greater forces. It is also capable of Three's body, either speeding up reaction time or taking control if Three is out of action
For weaponry, Three carries a HandCannon, a small, slow-firing gun that shoots hugely powerful shots, and uses a variety of cartridges to cause different effects. The AI is capable of computer interface, but since it has intelligence roughly equal to a human it cannot always get it's own way when dealing with uncooperative systems

3W-Bedakst had been unwilling to show itself on the ship, knowing too well the reactions some had it's preferred form, but when the turbulence had become truly too much to ignore, it slipped from it's room and crept throughout the ship, hoping to discover the source of the disturbances. However when it heard that a doctor was needed, Three could hardly leave a potential ally in need, for it could use all the influence it could get.

Stepping round the corner, it bowed fractionally and said in a voice slightly deeper than an average woman, "Excuse me, but I could help. I have emergency medical training, and my AI companion has more than enough technical information to help me sort you out."

 

[2fish]

Vince looked up at the new comer, "The name's Vince and our friend here thinks he was poisoned, if we can't heal him up fast it may be better to make it quick for him. I figure two in the back of the head should do it, although I dislike that choice as I hate to waste bullets."

Vince looked down at Shanks, "So your friends that are trying to kill you, are they still hunting you down?"

 

[RockyH]

'George is the reason I was in jail. He killed my mother, and left. I was found next to her dead body, mourning. They assumed it was me. After I got out George has been trying to kill me, before I kill him. And I swear, I will some day.'

 

[NimbleJack3]

Spoiler: OOC

You guys mind if I get the ship to lift off? There's only so much we can do in an atmosphere and gravity.

 

[2fish]

"Well Shanks you sure have some interesting freinds, so should we assume this guy knows that you are here and that we are all at risk? Either way I will feel better once we are in the black."

Vince looked a new person, "Sorry friend I never caught your name".

 

[RockyH]

Spoiler

Where is the Tommunist?

 

[NimbleJack3]

Spoiler: OOC

Where is the Tommunist?

No idea - but we should be fine for a bit without him.
Shall we lift off? I have a post written and waiting.

 

[2fish]

Spoiler: ooc

sure lets go have fun in space

 

[OojahHalo]

Joke, having run through most of the ship, returns unsuccessfully to the common room, and sits back down at the card game. "No dice, I couldn't find a medic anywhere. Also, there was no pun intended."

 

[2fish]

Vince looked at Joke, "Our quiet frind here claims to be a medic and our drunk friend claims to be a risk to the team".

 

[OojahHalo]

Joke stands up to shake the newcomers hand. "A medic, you probably could have showed up earlier, that would of been nice. Anyways, I'm a chemist, so If you need meds, I'm your guy."

 

[NimbleJack3]

Merutio strapped himself into the pilot's seat in the minimalist cabin he had just entered, and checked the restraints as the seat moved forward into the main view-port. A bubble of hardened glass and his IEP suit was all that would protect him from the hard vacuum of space once they left the planet's atmosphere. Lights blinked on to acknowledge that the antiquated fusion reactor was supplying power to essential parts of the ship and flickered as more power was shunted to the atmospheric turbines.
Clicking the ship PA on, a burst of static cracked out of the speakers and then Merutio's thick Itralian accent washed over the ship. "Attention all passengers, we are about to take off. Please remain seated in the upright position, and ensure that your baggage is securely stowed. Have a nice flight."
He pulled a holographic representation of a circuit-breaker to confirm the launch sequence, starting into life the coils underneath the concrete floor of the hangar. As the hull polarized in response to the powerful magnetic fields, the ship gently lifted on a bed of ionized air and floated out of the hangar into the powerful sunshine of the spaceport.
All through the ship, a shrill whir gently built as the turbines gathered speed and began to blur, straining the ship against the hold of the taxiing coils in the ground. Merutio gently raised the holographic circuit breaker back, slowly turning off the coils and letting the ship hover under it's own power.
This phase of take-off was what Merutio was worried about - if the ship the dealer had sold them had a defect in the fans, then there was a small chance the entire column could thrash out of its housing and send the ship into a destructive spiral.
The ship bobbed gently, and then roared as the thruster fans took the weight of the ship. The shuddering built up, shaking things off shelves and off tables, until it seemed like the ship would rip itself apart - and then it stopped. There was a sensation of movement, and suddenly the ground dropped away and everything tilted. Objects that had fallen began to roll or slide towards the rear, and then the ship began the angled ascent through the atmosphere to space.

 

[2fish]

Vince shook with the take off catching himself before he fall over. "Joke you might want to find a way to get our pilot off whatever drugs he is on".

 

[OojahHalo]

"I don't think he's on any drugs." Joke replied, "This ship is an old junker. Probably shouldn't even be flown anymore. The pilot is more than qualified."

 

[ThreeWords]

Three, who had been focusing on Shanks, finished it's diagnosis and sighed. "There's not a lot I can do for you" it said softly to the ill man, "But I can give you these detox pills. They'll flush literally everything out of your system, but I'd wait till you can get to a bathroom. Also, I gotta warn you, it won't be pleasant you'll piss, shit, sweat and vomit till you've got everything nasty out of you, so don't take it unless you really have to. Just one should do the job, by the way"

It pressed the pill packet into Shanks hand and stood, locking to the others. "Sorry," it said, with a shy smile, "I was busy examining your friend. My name is 3W-Bedakst, but I prefer to be called Three. As for not being around, I mostly stick to my cabin. Some people take offence at the way I am, and I prefer to avoid confrontations if I can"

 

[jad4400]

Mila looked at the holographic diagnosis chart, so far everything was looking good, the engines were in the green and life support was holding up as functioned.

"Looks like she's holding steady" she thought as she looked at the holo table. Going over to the intercom she radioed the pilot

"So far everything is holding up alright, but I'm coming up to the cabin to make a couple more calibrations"

Picking up her tablet and J.A.C.K tool, Mila made her way up to the pilot room.

 

[OojahHalo]

"It doesn't matter where you stay or how much you interact with us," Joke replied to Three, "As long as you do your job and we do ours, otherwise there will be confrontation."