After Earth - Episode II - Beyond Colonial Space.

She smirked at Peirce. "If you do that I'd hope my ghost would stick around long enough for me to see the expression on Steve's face when he discovered that you murdered one of Vincent Angel's children. "
 

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Cnosos raises his left eyebrow "So that's why you are really here. Taking care of the family business? Or just a cast away with 'power nostalgia'? If you think Mr Angel cares about you, why would he put you into a ship of which the company has no registry, no real information. Besides this is going to be a really long trip, we are going to the other part of the galaxy, and lets be plainly honest, our chances of surviving the journey are not as high as you might have think. If you are to be angry about something mistress Angel, be angry about something important, not just a droid's intellect. It seems to me that you have plenty of strongest motives."
 

That was the last thing Gaetanna wanted to hear and she soon found herself crumpling into a small ball against the ship's cold metalic wall. "It's not fair..." She whimpered, "I was his favorite... why wouuld he shoot me off into space knowing that I may never return... he could have picked anyone... why me? It's not fair."
 

"Life is not fair," says Damon, still working the sensor console to figure out what is going on. [colo=rperu]"Now everyone stop fighting for a moment, and let's figure out what is going on here."[/color]
 


"As Damon stated, life is not fair. Perhaps your... father? didn't meant to send you into oblivion, he might be as uninformed as you about the perils of space travel in ships like this one, or about the real life out here. Perhaps he knew, and sent you here to die. I don't know and ,frankly, I don't care, nor should you. The fact is that you are here with us, in the same space bottle, so maybe you could try to be more friendly and respectful instead of spoiled and immature. That way we'll be more respectful and treat you more maturely. I think that's way better than try to access private information and spy us for the person that put you in here, whatever reasons he might had. Personally I think you'll do yourself a great service." The insightful Cnosos says to the woman in front of him. His face didn't show concern, nor anger for the uncovering of his liiiiittle mistake with the droid, his face actually showed nothing. As usual.
 
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Melara sat stock still, shoulders stiffened in shock.

His daughter! No wonder she's so loaded.

The implications made her head spin. She wasn't sure where it was all going yet, but she thought...what if you needed someone loyal, but expendable? If Gaetanna was the black sheep she sounded like, she'd fit the bill perfectly.

That meant Angel knew something. Maybe about this android brain, or the zombie virus, or...something. Something had caught his attention enough to send an envoy. Now she just had to figure out what it was before Gaetanna did.

With effort she kept her mouth shut and refocused on the sensors.
 

"It is not my doing." The droid proclaims through the intercom. Damon and Mel pull up the sensor display and true enough, "Wild" is the best way to describe it.

Hyperspace is one big anomaly in itself but this kind of gravitational field is extremely unlikely. It seems to extend out of your sensor range and the whole area is full of extreme gravitational forces and electromagnetic storms. The "black lightnings", as it is the only way to describe them, have an energy reading powerful enough to burn through your ship. Soon enough you are within the reaches of the gravitational pull that tries to rip your ship out of beacon-path.

And worse yet, in order to continue on your way, there is no avoiding it. You need to fly through the skirt of the field or risk getting lost from the beacon...

[sblock=OOC]Just so we are on a same page all, and so that I can link to tvropes, I thought to make it clear that this a Negative Space Wedgie :p[/sblock]
 
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Gaetanna sighed at the conclusion of her being dressed down. Without saying a word, she quickly moved to the nearest unoccupied seat and sat down full aware that there was nothing she could say or do which would improve the situation.
 

Damon takes his eye of the nav display long enough to look at their pilot. "Mel, can you handle this? I'll do what I can to help."

Piloting +8 to Aid Another and help Mel if she thinks she can handle this.
 

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