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Thread: On the Apex [ Nymphetamine and DudeGuy ]

Don't be silly, I got my pilot's license because I fly like a maniac, Ezra explained, waving his hand in her direction in a rather comical way. He reached into his coat and pulled out one of his knives, flipping it around and placing the handle in a position where she could easily grab it. Rolet was no good with guns, but was actually rather scary with something that had a blade on it. Ezra was well trained using a firearm and a knife or sword in conjunction with each other. His style was a little on the strange side, but effective nonetheless. After digging his own pistol out of his coat, he crouched down beside Rolet, stealing a glance towards the firearm. Make sure you take the safety off before you try to use that thing. I think it'd be best if we turned the ship onto auxiliary power. That'd kill most of the lights, lock down most of the rooms, and cut off all unnecessary systems. If we're still, we can hear the other ships approach. It will make it easier for our people to get the jump on the pirates and harder for them to defend themselves when we launch our counter attack, Ezra said. Though he acted like a moron most of the time, there were times much like this one when Ezra showed just why he was in the position that he was currently in. They could have used the radar, but not using one wouldn't put them at a complete disadvantage, and the tactical advantage they had in this situation would probably be the deciding factor in the upcoming encounter. Facing a bunch of space pirates head on seemed to be about the dumbest thing that they could do in his mind. They were armed, but space pirates were a nasty bunch. Their ships often had lots of illegal modifications made to them increasing their speed, overall power output, the weapons were usually stolen from the military and sold on the black market. . .these people made the task of simple transporting goods a living hell. It was a good thing that Ezra was recording everything that was happening - he would be sure to hand the recording over to his superiors so they could see why he was always making such outrageous requests for things that the ship needed in order for them to survive out here. Ezra switched to the ships back up power. The only things running now were the artificial gravity, life support system, security, and light systems. A short time later, the ship shook as the pirates connected the hatch of their ship with this one. It took a few minutes for them to hack into the ship and open the back hatch of this one, and of course, they had to wait for the pressure of the two ships to match so that they didn't end up blowing both ships sky high and killing everyone on board. They flooded the hangar of the Apex, moving in to steal the terraforming device. The hangar was empty, which they were thankful for, but the device was bolted down to the floor. If they wanted this, they were going to have to work for it. Well Major, let's get started, Ezra said.listulistu
Thread: On the Apex [ Nymphetamine and DudeGuy ]

Give me a moment captain. I think I have to vomit.. She muttered, looking away, now that they'd settled, her stomach was required to do the same. Clearing her throat, she looked at him, her face more pale than usual. Alright.. She snatched the knives offered to her with a smile. You know me too well, sir. She said, tucking them into her own jacket pocket. Her eyes went wide and she blushed, Ah, shit. She swore, once more. Using her thumb to click off the safety. Raising up her knees, she got back to her feet. Hrm? Oh yeah, get the back up system going, the floor mounted lights will come up.. we wont have much visibility, but yes... surprise is on our side now. Getting up, she patted her legs free of dirt, though they were covered in grease stains, ripped, torn, painted on... they were a mess. She frowned at them, her womanly instincts to 'wash them' rung in her mind. Shaking it off, she grinned at him. Will it be much of a counter attack? Everyone else on the ship is hidden and probably still unarmed. Snickering a little she moved towards the exit. Yes, the power systems were off, therefor all they had to lead them were little blue lines on the floor, doors had to be opened by hand . And she did just that, though tiny, thin and kind of weak looking, she was not. Grasping the hilt of her firearm in her teeth she pried the doors open. We have to protect the Terraform devise, they should've seen us coming, they've prolly got men on their way. We only have to make it for that long. She could hear them, their bulky boots clanging on the floor, their speech, which was English, not surprising. The Major led him down the hallway, going serious and silent. Her gun was now back in her hands, down by her legs as she crept her way down them. Looking around corners carefully. Her heart was already pounding at the thought of the excitement. She giggled softly to herself as they neared the hangars doors. They were broad, six or seven feet wide, nearly a foot thick, for obvious reasons. The blue lights illuminated her face, and made the strawberry blond strand of her bangs, hanging over her left eye shimmer. She mouthed something to him, along the lines of, 'I'll go first'. He was her captain, it was her life for his. On their little journey to the hangar, three others joined them. A med-tech Thankfully, she nearly cried in happiness seeing him there, and two infantry men. They stood on the other side of the door. The three of them began to peel the large doors back. Cursing and the cocking of guns began. Emily chuckled softly, jumping back as the doors slammed open. To the pirates there was... nothing... That was when Emily fired the first shot. And missed. Badly. The major swore at her lousy aim.
Thread: On the Apex [ Nymphetamine and DudeGuy ]

Though it felt. . .strange to feel this way, Ezra couldn't help but find Rolet's motion sickness. . .well. . .cute. Adorable as some would say. The way that the major always needed a moment to settle himself and his stomach after some crazy flight maneuvers. It was just impossible not to like the guy. Which made the situation even more awkward for Ezra. The timing of such thoughts only made things worse. Ezra had been intending to be the one who fired the first shot, but Rolet beat him to the punch. That would not have been a problem if the Major could actually hit anything with a fire arm. The Captain was up on his feet in mere moments, then fired off two quick shots at the approaching pirates, the bullets finding new homes in the chests of each of those men. In the same, swift movement, he grabbed Rolet and pulled her down as well. There's a reason I gave you my knife. Use it. Give me the gun and your spare clips, and just. . .use what you know how to use. Don't worry about being able to get close enough to someone to attack. Just trust me to cover you and you'll be just fine, the young man said, holding his hand out and waiting for Emily to comply with his wishes and hand over her firearm. Between the combat knife and all of the tools on her belt, Ezra was more than sure that his friend would be more than able to take on the pirates in close quarters combat. Down below, the other crew members were firing suppressive fire into the enemy ship, holing the pirates off. Soon, the other fifteen members of the crew began to show up, armed and ready to go. At this point, there didn't seem to be much need for either Ezra or Emily to jump back into the fray, but there was no way that the two of them could just sit back and let this continue. Ezra turned and crouched behind the wall like guard rail and slowly came to his feet, then fired off several shots before crouching back down. All the while, the captain was thinking of a way to get out of the situation. Three ships came after them. The other ships would soon be docking with the one that was currently docked with them, meaning that there would soon be two more ship loads of pirates coming after them. That would be a major problem in the long run. The bolted down device only made things harder. There was no way that they could move it. Setting off explosives was dangerous as well. Then it hit him. They were going to have to push their way forward into the other ship. They had to move this battle away from the device so that it didn't get damaged in the crossfire. We need to push them back into the other ship. Could you hack into the systems of the pirate ship docked with us and lock it down, Ezra asked.listulistu
Thread: On the Apex [ Nymphetamine and DudeGuy ]

Emily felt a hand grasp her and throw her down to the ground, seeing him fall beside her, dirty thoughts touched her mind. Yes, she even thought that way. Of course a blush touched her face from the inappropriate thoughts. She never denied the fact he was very attractive. She found it also attractive at his aim and his accuracy with the firearm.. plus, who could resist a man in a uniform. She yelped as her rear hit the metal grate below them. A small whimper left her full pink leps a sshe hit it too, it hurt! Use the knife in a gun fight, eh? Good one sir, good one. I'll just run in and shank 'um while they load my head in with lead. Sounds like a good plan to me. She said, back, sarcastically. Hey, at least she could admit she was a lousy shot. She placed the gun into his hand, and emptied the rest of her clip into his hands. She sighed, and got back to her feet, bouncing onto the heels of her feet. Fine, but if I get shot, it's your fault. She told him, carefully. Though.. when she was ready to rush in the rest of the men arrived, armored to the teeth in bulletproof armor and larger guns. She pouted a bit. Shrugging towards them, she nodded for them to open fire. She wasn't paying attention to the Captain and his musings, she had too much on her mind. DO NOT SHOOT THE DEVICE! She hollered at them, hearing the ricochet in the room. She relaxed against the wall next to her Captain. His muttered something and then asked a ridiculous question. Hack? She cleared her throat and Emily pointed at her greasy, dust covered self. I'm a mechanic, not a technician. Her face was plain as she sighed. But... Emily scrambled to her feet and raced to the control panel on the other side of the door, dodging a bullet, she yelped, forgetting around the incoming fire. She was yelled at by an infantrymen for her reckless behavior. Without hesitation she dived into the control panel, she was biting her lip. Sure, it all made sense to her, but did she know how to program it? Not a clue. She unlocked the authentication service. Typing like mad, she managed to lock onto the ship connected to their hangar. Nibbling on her lips she continued to work, locking down the defense systems on the ship. The whizzing noise of the engine slowing to a stop was loud, and it shook the ships. The pirates seemed confused. A shot shook their hangar, and Emily slipped to the ground. She groaned, smacking her head off the wall in her fall. Grasping the 'oh-shit' handle as she called it, below the panel, she kept working. The engine slowed to a stop and the lights dimmed. She was slowly turning the ship off. If we can get them back in... She murmured. We'll have to turn the system back on, close these doors and re-pressurize as I launch them off of us...
Thread: On the Apex [ Nymphetamine and DudeGuy ]

Ezra made a mental note to speak with his superiors about one other thing - Major Rolet. If nothing else, they guy was. . .well. . .brave. He ran right in the middle of an active fire fight, covered with precise and well timed shots by not just the Captain, but the rest of the crew as well. His bravery would be the reason that they got out of this all alive, Ezra was sure of that much. The mechanic was able to get into the system of the pirates ship and shut down the engine, giving Ezra and the others more than enough time to wrap things up and get away from the pirate ships. In the time it took for this all to happen, the engines of the Apex cooled down considerably after being pushed beyond their limit earlier. Rather than go and do the things that the Major asked, Ezra let one of the other pilots handle that job. He was going to stay and make sure that his man got back onto the ship alive. He moved quickly behind the platform, making his way over to the stairs. There was a pirate down at the bottom of the stairwell who spotted him and immediately opened fire. Ezra spotted this man just in the nick of time allowing him to get away with several cuts from the heated metal objects rather than having several of them take up permanent residence in his body. The only thing he could do was watch and wait until one of the other crew members to the pirate out. He quickly moved down the stairs and holstered the handguns, then he grabbed the rifle the pirate had been using and opened fire with it. The Apex slowly roared back to life, and the cabin re-pressurized which meant that it was time for them to regroup and prepare to take off. They would not be leaving without the head of the maintenance department. Rolet, it's time to get moving. Get back your ass back over here, Ezra shouted, hoping his voice was loud enough to carry into his friend's ears. Emily would not be able to make it back onto the ship so easily. One of the pirates from a different ship had just made his way down here, and saw the mechanic as their chance to do some damage and move themselves in a position to bargain with the uniformed men. The pirate reached down and wrapped an arm around the middle of the individual, surprised at how slender this person's body was. And that was when it hit him, this was a woman! All a'ya hold yer fire or I'll slit this bitch's throat wide open, he shouted. The gun fire slowed to a stop, but not because the men were giving in to the threat. They were waiting for Rolet to break free and rejoin them.listulistu
Thread: On the Apex [ Nymphetamine and DudeGuy ]

It wasn't hard, of course though, she was working vigilantly, and wasn't really thinking of her surroundings. Muttering calculations under her breath she had to guesstimate the size of the motor and such. How the transmission was set up, the whole deal. She slammed a hand against the wall when she made a mistake. It was harder than she had assumed. She switched power courses, everything. Her lips curved around the numbers and electrical measurements, everything. Emily stepped back and looked around for only a short moment. It seemed the fight was spilling deeper into the hangar. Little did she know they'd forced in another way. I'm almost done! She called back, her eyes fixated on the panel. She was pressing the keyboard hard with frustration, she couldn't turn off the thrusters! They were on back-up generator power as it was. A low groan left her full lips as she glared at the screen. She typed in the code once more, and they shut off. She cheered to herself in victory. Alright Captain I'm on my way. She said, turning to close the panel of the hangar. When she turned she was face to chest with one of the pirates. He grasped her and lifted her from her feet. She felt awkward in that position. Who are you calling a bitch? She asked, clearly unamused. She rose a thin hand to the blade he'd placed on her pale throat. She wrapped her gloved hand around it. Fucking retard... She muttered. Jerking her hand out quickly she also ducked, causing his body to roll over her own. She'd expected this.. his men shot at her, but she used that pirate as a meat shield. Snapping his arm as he was shot a multitude of times, she jumped back to the infantry, hiding behind them. Get out. She told them. Ushering them. Emily dropped the blade that had been wielded against her. She hadn't noticed it yet, but her jacket was torn open, the tight, white, clingy tank top worn under it was partially shown off to them. None were phased at the moment. They shut the doors quickly, and braced themselves for the enemy ship to leave the aerospace. Emily chuckled, before busting out into laughter. Her hands and legs were trembling from the excitement. My lord.. I've not done something that exciting in a while.. Fixing her skewed hand on her head, she looked around the hallway, as it began to clear. She fixed her jacket, covering her self, letting the baggy material hang from her body like per-usual.
Thread: On the Apex [ Nymphetamine and DudeGuy ]

Luck was on their side today. While Major Rolet wasn't a technician, she was able to complete the task given to her and shut the ship's engines down. That, combined with the amount of damage done to the pirates forces all but guaranteed their escape. The crew on board the Apex was all able to get away with some minor scrapes and scratches from bullets that grazed their bodies, a few had actual bullet wounds. The medical staff was more than able to take care of such wounds. One of the other three pilots on the ship were at the helm now, guiding the ship to it's final destination. The pirates wouldn't be able to recover from the work over they had just been given for some time, so there was no real worry of being chased. Finally able to breathe, Ezra exhaled and headed for one of the chairs in a nearby room to sit down and rest. Combat situations were exhilarating on one hand, and tiring on the other. As he headed back towards the room, he spotted Rolet just ahead. The Captain opened his mouth, intending on congratulating the Major for a job well done when he noticed that the other man's jacket was open, and that there was. . .something on his chest. Not one thing, but two. Those were. . .which meant that. . .which also meant that. . . Without so much as a word, he grabbed the Major's hand a pulled 'him' into the room, then closed and locked the door behind him. He didn't want to be disturbed right now. There was a long silence between the two of them, and confusion on Rolet's part, before Ezra turned away from the door and towards his friend. This person, who he had gotten to know and had come to think of as a brother over the years was. This person he told things that he never told anyone else, about him, about his relationships, about what he wanted out of relationships. Ezra had even complained about being, well, frustrated at points to this person numerous times over the years that they knew each other. The pilot rested his hands on Rolet's shoulders, noticing for the first time just how small they were, how small Rolet was. He always knew that the 'guy' was small, but never how small exactly. For the first time, he took a good look at her face, noticing how soft it's features were and how soft her skin looked. The intense blue color of her eyes really popped, striking something within him that made his heart rate jump. In all this time, he hadn't noticed how close his face had been to her own, but he did nothing about it when he did notice. You. . .you're a woman, he said, the tone of his voice very serious and inquisitive.listulistu
Thread: On the Apex [ Nymphetamine and DudeGuy ]

Laughing and high-fiveing her colleagues she cheered with them, apologizing to the wounded. She patted the arm of a med-tech, and the man patted her back. Before looking over for wounds. There was nothing major, a tiny nick on her neck was all, and it wasn't even bleeding. He gave her a band-aid though, to cover it, and stop if from getting infected. Tucking her hands into her pockets, she allowed her jacket to remain open, not really thinking of it. Her metal dog-tags bounced on her breasts as she stepped, her boots clunking on the metal mesh flooring. Oh hey Captain-- She barely had the words from her mouth, as she went to salute him, when he grabbed her roughly and yanked her into a room. Emily rubbed her abused hand, Hey.. She whined, a pout on her face. Innocently she looked up at the Captain. But all she saw was his back. Confused, the woman's head tilted off to the side very slightly, one brow shooting up, the other moving down. A quizzical look on her innocent, freckled face. The sound of the door locking startled her. Had she done something wrong? Did she cause someone to die? Thoughts raced in her mind, and nothing concerning her nearly exposed breasts came to mind. He turned slowly, and his face- that rough, in-need of a shave, handsome, dazzling eye'd face - was near hers. An inch, maybe two from hers. His heavy and warm hands rested on her shoulders, and she kept that same dumbfounded look on her face. He spoke.. and she bit her lip to stop herself from laughing. Her eyes sparkled as she grinned at him, You didn't know? Sighing, Emily grabbed her dog tags and lifted them to his eyes. E. M. Rolet. Do you even know my first name, Captain Ezra? A light giggle left her, she was amused greatly by this. Lifting her tiny gloved hand she placed it on his, over her left shoulder. Sir. My name is Emily M. Rolet. I am the only female mechanic in this fleet, I am also the only female Major in this fleet. Her voice had lowered considerably, as he was so close, their noses were nearly touching. A gentle pink tint graced her ivory cheeks. Raising the other hand, she removed her hat. A dozen bobby pins held her hair up against the back of her head. Without speaking, Emily put her hat back on. Her face was still pink from his proximity when she asked Is my sex a problem? Sir.
Thread: On the Apex [ Nymphetamine and DudeGuy ]

As Ezra took such a close look at the Major's face, it was more than clear that he was looking at a woman. And her voice? There wasn't just that though, there was also her name. Rolet wasn't her first name, but her last. He had always been under the impression that it was her first name because everyone on the crew here was on a first name basis with one another. It was strange that she was the only person who was constantly being called by her last name. Instead of being furious, as he was afraid she would be, she actually seemed to be highly amused by the situation that was unfolding here. Ezra was smart enough to stay on the lookout for her wrench, as the major had a strong arm and was more than quick. The Captain thought long and hard about her questions, and how he would answer them. The first question and second question had obviously already been answered. He did not know that she was a woman. If he had, things between the two of them would probably have been very different from the way that they were now. It was her lest question that he was wrestling with in his mind. Not because her gender was a problem but. . .well. . .it was a good thing. And while that was the case, he didn't want to come off as being too happy that she was indeed a she. But then there were those past conversations, some things that he did and said around her that he most likely wouldn't have if he had known her gender. Now that he thought back on those things, he couldn't help but think about how awkward those conversations must have been for her. That was definitely something that he would have to apologize to her for. More than anything, he was glad that this was a woman he was attracted to and not another man. He'd be able to rest easily tonight. Well. . .somewhat more easily. Ezra breathed a sigh of relief and took a step back away from Emily, thinking for a moment before he finally responded to her question. Not at all, it 's just that - When he looked up to her face, he stopped speaking. Seeing the way that she blushed as they spoke he couldn't help but think that she looked cute. Just. . .that I. . .was going to say something that - oh wait, I was just going to apologize for some of the things that I said and done around you in the past. I know that stuff couldn't have been too comfortable. listulistu