The Peacemakers - Alternity, Star*Drive Campaign

[Ozmar]

Halfway to the door, Van turns back around, confused. He points to the cat and asks, as if suddenly struck by the notion "Are we allowed to have pets on board?" Then he waves it off. "Enh, we need a mascot anyway, right? It's a team morale thing. Or something. What am I going to do, report it to the captain?"

Smiling, he heads for the bridge.

Friday mumbles to herself. "Gotta have a cat. It's lucky." She pets the cat contemplatively. Casting a sidelong glance at Lucas, she remarks "Everyone's human in their own way. Laera's a mutant. Well, gen-enged, anyway. Metal or microbes, its all the same."

"Where you from, anyway? Hatire?"

 

[Samnell]

"Join the club. Actually, I was supposed to be a lot more mutant than I am. Brothers got the 'human tanks' treatment. Me?" Van lifts his sunglasses. There's not much to see: normal enough brown eyes, though you might notice the irises seem a tad larger than normal, and the pupils shrink to pinpoints once they're free of the shades. "I can find your lukewarm lunch if the lights go out.

"Beats me if they had any plans when they cooked me up. My makers weren't around to ask," Lucas shrugs, slipping back away from eye contact to look at the bulkhead over Van's shoulder.

He doesn't really begin to relax until the captain is gone.

 

[Samnell]

"Where you from, anyway? Hatire?"

Lucas almost jumped. How does she know?! "Uh, no. Insight. I moved around a lot. I've never been to Hatire."

 

[Ozmar]

Lucas almost jumped. How does she know?! "Uh, no. Insight. I moved around a lot. I've never been to Hatire."

"Yeah, me too. Not really from anywhere." She turns back to the engines and begins working on something that needs fixing.

 

[Hammerhead]

Dra'Ken watches as Liriani Lopez walks towards the door. Wait, Ms. Lopez. I am Commander Dra'Ken. I am curious as to what the position of goodwill ambassador entails.

No special needs, he thinks to himself. Right.

 

[Samnell]

"Yeah, me too. Not really from anywhere." She turns back to the engines and begins working on something that needs fixing.

Lucas took the opening to find something to do himself, going back to Environmental Control and stripping off his jumpsuit. Leaving it to air out, he debated how hot he wanted to be and dediced he sweated enough for the time being. Nothing Friday hasn't seen before, he reminded himself.

Stepping back out in a fresh, charcoal gray bodysuit, Lucas glanced at what Friday was doing from a distance. Going over to the opposite side of main engineering, he jacked into the Grid and started reviewing specifications on CeeCee and the computer core, putting his feet up on a console and leaning back as he did.

Did she really know? Or did she just guess? Did she get my file? Did the captain get my file? He tried to put it out of his mind. She couldn't possibly know. She just guessed.

Absently, Lucas started to whistle to himself. After a few minutes of reading, he stopped in mid-note. She'll know if I keep whistling hymns! He put away the technical readouts and ventured out into the wider grid.

 

[Prof Yeti]

Gabriel Dane - Mindwalker - Da'Shan Mind Knight

Dra'Ken watches as Liriani Lopez walks towards the door. Wait, Ms. Lopez. I am Commander Dra'Ken. I am curious as to what the position of goodwill ambassador entails.

No special needs, he thinks to himself. Right.

Looking up from the communications console and turning towards Ms. Lopez with his usual half-grin. Gabriel stands and moves around towards her position by the door extending his hand in greeting. As he takes it he clasps his other hand over hers as well and gives a slight bow. "I am Lieutenant Commander Dane, but please just call me Gabriel. And I have to admit your position peaks my curiousity as well. But more so on what it might mean for the other crew members for furture reference."

 

[Angel Tarragon]

Dra'Ken watches as Liriani Lopez walks towards the door. Wait, Ms. Lopez. I am Commander Dra'Ken. I am curious as to what the position of goodwill ambassador entails.

No special needs, he thinks to himself. Right.

"Oh, I am sorry. I am here for the same reason you are, to bring peace to the people. Music has its own will, its own life force. It reverberates down to the soul, it, like anything else can change the rhythm that our hearts beat to. I have seen many men and women change their ways after accepting what is already at their core." Liriani pauses. "I can tell that you are preoccupied with my presence here. I can assure you that I will not be a burden to the crew. Please, relax. I will do everything in my power to act as one of the crew. I am not looking for new thrill here, not that I don't enjow a new thrill, believe me I do, but I am here because I believe that all souls can beat to a single rhythm, the rythm of peace."

"My being here is simple, I bring the word of peace, and I take it to the people. I do kind things, and ask nothing in return, except fo a kind heart and loving soul. I feel that if I lead by example, others will follow. I would like nothing better than to see all individual untied under the banner of love and for the needs of the underprivilged to be met. Ah. I think that puts it simply." She then smiles, shrugs cutefully and laughs. "Life should be about joy and happiness, not pain and suffering," Liriani blinks, "all I want to do is take that prospect to the people that need someone to look up to for that. My life is about the celebration that is life, and the happiness it can bring. I am at peace with myself, and I am quite sure it shows." She sighs. "Now please, relax, and be assured that I can do just about anything that any common person can do. If you need something done, that you think is beneath you, I will be more than happy to do it."

Maybe I said too much.

 

[Hammerhead]

By the eight gods of happiness, she loves to talk! She makes a dangerous assumption that I'm here to bring peace...I'm here to make a better life for myself outside the slavery of VOIDCORP.

I see. Thank you, Miss Lopez...or would you prefer Liriani? The captain prefers a more informal, relaxed atmosphere. Speaking of the Captain, I would expect a few questions about your wings. He seems to have an interest in biology.

 

[Angel Tarragon]

By the eight gods of happiness, she loves to talk! She makes a dangerous assumption that I'm here to bring peace...I'm here to make a better life for myself outside the slavery of VOIDCORP.

I see. Thank you, Miss Lopez...or would you prefer Liriani? The captain prefers a more informal, relaxed atmosphere. Speaking of the Captain, I would expect a few questions about your wings. He seems to have an interest in biology.

"Liriani is fine. I would be more than happy to answer any questions the captain my have about me or my abilities," Liriani sighs. Wow, is he tense.