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T20: High Law and Low Justice, Part 3
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Maerdwyn
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Tomas and Trelene continue their scans of the Dvonn and the area around it. During the next half hour, it becomes clear that the inbound contact is actually on an intercept course with Keruuchan, rather than the boats. This is confirmed by one more message from the base:
"Keruuchan Life Boats Alpha and Beta, this is JohnHenry Base. As you have not decreased your speed, it is clear you have decided not to accept our SDB escort. It will move in to protect Keruuchan. If you get in trouble, bee-line there. JohnHenry Base, over and out."
Sensors are able to determine that there is no unexpected oxygen or water external to Dvonn. The ship is oriented in the direction of drift, which is toward the system's gas giant Gelugon, and the temperature of its manuever drives shows that they haven't been used in at least several hours - at least longer than the Keruuchan has been in the system. A search of the area surrounding the Dvonn shows no additional vessels - but searching a sphere by ladar is a rather slow process, ever more so as the area to be searched expands. By the time the boats finish their deccels an hour and a half later, however, Tomas can definitively say that there is nothing within several minutes of the ship.
Now in visual range, everyone their first real of the Dvonn. It's a garishly painted corsair, though, a few people note, there's a method to the madness: while two hardpoint laser turrets are visible (one dorsal, one ventral), it looks like there are also two circular areas of highly reflective paint that could easily be covers for weapons systems not designed to show up on sensors. On the ventral side of the ship, directly behind the turret, is a a series of apparently decroative upturned claws (Ruzz'koff, Zaedhrarrg, and Quinn recognize this as a grapple - there will be a large airlock there.) The main airlock is visible on the starboard side, while there appears to be a small hangar near the front of the ship, ventrally.
There is no activity within or around the ship that is discernable from the boats.
"Keruuchan Life Boats Alpha and Beta, this is JohnHenry Base. As you have not decreased your speed, it is clear you have decided not to accept our SDB escort. It will move in to protect Keruuchan. If you get in trouble, bee-line there. JohnHenry Base, over and out."
Sensors are able to determine that there is no unexpected oxygen or water external to Dvonn. The ship is oriented in the direction of drift, which is toward the system's gas giant Gelugon, and the temperature of its manuever drives shows that they haven't been used in at least several hours - at least longer than the Keruuchan has been in the system. A search of the area surrounding the Dvonn shows no additional vessels - but searching a sphere by ladar is a rather slow process, ever more so as the area to be searched expands. By the time the boats finish their deccels an hour and a half later, however, Tomas can definitively say that there is nothing within several minutes of the ship.
Now in visual range, everyone their first real of the Dvonn. It's a garishly painted corsair, though, a few people note, there's a method to the madness: while two hardpoint laser turrets are visible (one dorsal, one ventral), it looks like there are also two circular areas of highly reflective paint that could easily be covers for weapons systems not designed to show up on sensors. On the ventral side of the ship, directly behind the turret, is a a series of apparently decroative upturned claws (Ruzz'koff, Zaedhrarrg, and Quinn recognize this as a grapple - there will be a large airlock there.) The main airlock is visible on the starboard side, while there appears to be a small hangar near the front of the ship, ventrally.
There is no activity within or around the ship that is discernable from the boats.
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Trelene Scrautigue : Luriani Navy 2/Prof 7/Trav 1: Retired Makhidkarum Vice President
Trelene leaves the sensors in the capable hands of Tomas and grabs a vac suit. She easily dons the suit and is back at the sensors before long.
Trelene leaves the sensors in the capable hands of Tomas and grabs a vac suit. She easily dons the suit and is back at the sensors before long.
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Seonaid
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Ktarle's mouth is pulled down slightly in a grimace. "I've used one before, but long, long ago." She allows Julia to help her into it, though she looks tempted to growl at the restriction of movement.
[My computer had its final--I think--breakdown Sunday morning. I don't know how often I'll be posting. Hopefully still daily, but possibly not. Feel free to auto me, if necessary. Also, June 1 through 6 I'll be out of town and most likely 100% without internet access.]
[My computer had its final--I think--breakdown Sunday morning. I don't know how often I'll be posting. Hopefully still daily, but possibly not. Feel free to auto me, if necessary. Also, June 1 through 6 I'll be out of town and most likely 100% without internet access.]
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Once he comes back to consciousness, Zaedhrarrg looks around wide-eyed to ascertain where he is. Then he inspects his tail for possible damage it might have incurred by him lying on it.
"Oooh, already feeling better.
Thanks a lot, Ktarle. That was a really nice thing to do.
And decidely different from the way Ma used to handle such matters."
Shaking his head to few times to get the fog out of his head, he contemplates their current situation
Zaed smiles gently at Ktarle (without the exaggerated showing of teeth).
" 'No arguments.' This is where you are right, Ktarle.
'You are staying here'. Unfortunately, this where you are wrong.
Case one: I was right and it is indeed a true corsair. You are going to need me because I'm the only here who has ever dealt with corsairs before.
Case two: I was wrong and it is a real emergency. In that case nothing in this universe (or the next) is going to stop me from helping. I'm Scout, after all."
Once he comes back to consciousness, Zaedhrarrg looks around wide-eyed to ascertain where he is. Then he inspects his tail for possible damage it might have incurred by him lying on it.
"Oooh, already feeling better.
Thanks a lot, Ktarle. That was a really nice thing to do.
And decidely different from the way Ma used to handle such matters."
Shaking his head to few times to get the fog out of his head, he contemplates their current situation
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Zaed smiles gently at Ktarle (without the exaggerated showing of teeth).
" 'No arguments.' This is where you are right, Ktarle.
'You are staying here'. Unfortunately, this where you are wrong.
Case one: I was right and it is indeed a true corsair. You are going to need me because I'm the only here who has ever dealt with corsairs before.
Case two: I was wrong and it is a real emergency. In that case nothing in this universe (or the next) is going to stop me from helping. I'm Scout, after all."
Seonaid
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Ktarle growls at Zaedhrarrg in the low warning tone of mother to cub. "Stay. Here. I will put you under if I have to." [She won't, of course, because if this situation turns ugly, they'll need as many able bodies as possible. If I need a bluff check, let me know. I was hoping to RP this out instead. Good to have you back, Douane!]
EEP!
Why does she have to be so tall?
At least I could look down on Ma. . . . Not that it did me any good!
"Erm, but you can't do that, Ktarle. I'm Scout and people are relying on us to help them! What would they say if heard that a Scout was here, but just sat in a boat, doing nothing? The public outcry would be terrible! People might no longer trust the Scouts to risk everything to save lives and bring help!
No, I just can't sit here and not help! It's a Scout's duty to help and do good without concern for himself."
[OoC: Thanks, Seonaid!
I'm glad to be back into the game, too.]
Why does she have to be so tall?
At least I could look down on Ma. . . . Not that it did me any good!
"Erm, but you can't do that, Ktarle. I'm Scout and people are relying on us to help them! What would they say if heard that a Scout was here, but just sat in a boat, doing nothing? The public outcry would be terrible! People might no longer trust the Scouts to risk everything to save lives and bring help!
No, I just can't sit here and not help! It's a Scout's duty to help and do good without concern for himself."
[OoC: Thanks, Seonaid!
I'm glad to be back into the game, too.]
Maerdwyn
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Julia frowns slightly as she helps Ktarle into the suit, realizing that it's not going to be the best fit - her security chief was the only Aslan in the crew, and he was big, even for a male. It'll have to do... She turns to the vargr: "Mr. Zadherg, no one is doubting your courage, or willingness to help in an emergency, but you must admit that you are not...one hundred percent, at present. Maybe if you just stayed in the boat until we determine that it would be safe--" She stops short, feeling Zaedhrarrg's glare upon her.Seonaid said:
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