After Earth

[Rhun]

Damon opens the channel on his communicator. The voice is harsh and very alien speaking in Dah. "Human vessel called Golden Greed, this is Hive-Master T'Kkyl of Republic Patrol Craft Chatkcha. We come to investigate this disturbance."

Sorry! I totally missed this somehow!


Damon nods at Faris before responding. "Looks like the Republic Patrol Craft is here..."

He then turns his attention to the comm. Opening the channel, he replies. "Hive Master T'KKyl of Republic Patrol Craft Chatkcha, this is Damon Knight of the Gold Greed. Be advised that there appears to be a possible biological contaminatation; advise use of full quarantine protocols at this time."

 

[Blackrat]

OOC: I must apologize the delay again. I will see if I can make an update today but don't hold your breath. I've been a bit busy during the weekend and haven't really had time to think at this at all.

 

[Blackrat]

"Acknowledged. We will land soon. I want to talk to you. Meet you where?" Comes the Hive-master's sharp voice through Damon's comm. You are currently in the Command Center of the base and suddenly realize that the emergency broadcast is still sending. You can shut it down from there.

Mel and Michael take the wounded man and the incapacitated "zombie" back to Greed. You find an undamaged suit for the man in the airlock. Walking down there he gives Michael few more instructions on how to use the machine.

The droid answers to Cnosos. "You misunderstood. That body is my original. I am not an organic being. Technically speaking I might be a droid, but I prefer the wording electro-mechanical life. And I resent the word computer when speaking of my brains. They are far more sophisticated than you meat-brain." The thingy is obviously quite contemptous for organic life. It pauses abrubtly for a second and then continues. "Great. That patrol craft. Full of K'tings. I hate K'tings. Okay, I wont tell them that you kidnapped me if you don't tell them about me. Deal?"

 

[Voda Vosa]

"Kidnapped you? My dear life-wannabe, if I wouldn't take you on board your sophisticated cybernetic brain would be rooting as space trash out there. You are quite smart, why do you think anybody would bother for a broken super sophisticated droid like you? Or is there somethin else about this K'tings that you aren't telling me? It is obviously not so hard to understand, if you are cooperative I will be so." Cnosos says, armas crozzed in ront of his chest

 

[Rhun]

"Acknowledged. We will land soon. I want to talk to you. Meet you where?" Comes the Hive-master's sharp voice through Damon's comm. You are currently in the Command Center of the base and suddenly realize that the emergency broadcast is still sending. You can shut it down from there.

Damon moves to shut down the emergency beacon. He switches the communicator back on. "Let's can meet in the airlock. The threat does not appear to be airborne."

 

[Blackrat]

An announcement: As it stands I have a sudden change to resume to my studies in autumn, and I have a huge exam regarding this in the late spring. Now it's still almost three months to that but I need to start consentrating on it. This means that I will have to drop these bigger games I'm running. I'm sorry. This was a fun game and I'm glad we reached to the (almost) end of first adventure. I only wish that I had found more to do for Mel. I will still continue the couple Solo games I'm running and I'll be around as a player.

Hope to play with everyone of you sometime.

If, by summer you are still interested I might perhaps resume this.

 

[Shayuri]

Meep, no worries.

As for Mel, well...it's something that can happen with pilots. No harm, no foul.

Hope everything goes well for you.

 

[Raylis]

Good luck with your studies

 

[Rhun]

As with Lost in Space, let me know if you pick this game up again in the summer.

 

[Blackrat]

It took some convincing to get the Republic Patrol to accept the incident as human internal affair but finally they left the station. You decided not to tell them about the secret research facility on the other side of the moon.

While Michael escorted your guest to the ship, he activated some remote control which launched the fightercraft on autopilot to gods know where.

After quite a haggle the droid agrees to release your ship's computer in exchange for a trip back to Segdiiri homeworld as soon as possible, and for your promise to not tell anyone about him.

After your return to Unity you had a disagreement with Admiral Nelson on wether or not the things you found on the secret station were included on your salvage rights. Afterall, he had agreed on them only because he thought you wouldn't notice the research base. But since the gear didn't officially exist at all, and not even all of the Council knew of it he had no choice but to let you keep them.

It was during your debriefing that both Michael and Faris left you. Michael had been offered a research position on attempting to find a cure for the artificial virus that had wiped the way station and infected the mysterious man who now lay in cryo-sleep. And Faris couldn't tell you much what had happened, but he had received a more lucrative offer on Unity Special Services. Back in the security where his training had been, but now on more secretive assignment.

Finally it was over and you were ready to continue onwards...

To be continued on next thread...