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Thread: Charon (Barbaric Rim)

Name Nickname Hotshot Attire Facemask, light body armor Weapon combat knife, combat rifle Location Charon Laela's ship Tagging Anyone Jibril, Laela Time October 1 3075 Early Evening Trystan raised an eyebrow at the new woman, and the dragon perched on her shoulder. His initial instinct was to play her off as another survivor, but the woman seemed to have different plans. He sighed, shaking his head and look at the girl with the jewelry. I'm sorry, you'll have to excuse her. You see, most of the people on this planet have lost their minds... I'm afraid that it's the lack of any substantial wildlife, and the constant threat of death here. She doesn't exactly know what she's talking about. He looked at the woman with a very clear look. 'Shush you' he thought, hoping that his look would be enough. He took in a quick inventory of the weapons she had and raised an eyebrow. That was when he heard the footsteps of the rest of his group. Commander, we caught signs of two unknown life-forms heading you- The navigation man stopped mid-sentence, tilting his head at the girl with the old world shotgun. Well, we found one. There was another speeder though. One of the other group, a tracker who went by 'Winky' tapped his eyepiece a few times before looking around. Sir, I'm picking up two heat sources.... both standing south-southeast. Behind a rock formation. Trystan nodded, signalling something with his hands. The tracker dropped to one knee, pulling out the rifle in one fluent motion and pointing it where he'd seen the heat signatures. I don't know who you are ma'am... but I'd be willing to bet money that the person holding a gun to the other girl's head is somehow tied to you. I wouldn't want to blow any heads off, I simply came here for the girl and whatever her ship holds. That's it. He looked pointedly at Laela when he said it, returning his gaze back to the one with the shotgun. Now, you have about five seconds to tell your friend to lower his weapon before we see just how many shots it takes to kill a living being. His voice was cold, hard, not anything like it was when he was talking to the girl from the Inner Sanctum. Trystan still was unarmed, his knife sheathed safely in his sheath, and the rifle strapped securely to his back. In fact, the tracker was the only one who was actually aiming at something, while the rest of the group stood at attention, guns held in a way that wasn't threatening, but would allow them to fire quickly should the need arise. We can all leave here as friends, and in relatively healthy states. But I'm not against firing on armed strangers who just so happen to be holding other armed strangers at gun point. I'm only asking you one more time. Drop your weapons or we fire ours.
Thread: Charon (Barbaric Rim)

Name Nickname Laelestra Quentin Laela Attire Golden brown gown showing off some leg and ankle, corset, brown leather boots, jewelry. Weapon None Location Charon Just outside her crashed vessel. Tagging Anyone Trystan, Jibril Time October 1, 3075 Early evening. Laela's eyes widened, adrenaline pumping through her veins as a wave of fear washed over her. The blood immediately rushed from her face, leaving it pale. Her knees wobbled and shook, turning to jelly, as she stood there with eyes wide as saucers. Did the woman say pirates? What? Surely she was mistaken. Yes. Surely. She glanced back and forth between the bantering two, unsure of what to make of the situation, desperate for Hal, for home and Helios. She was far from home and every moment that was passing her by, the reality of that was becoming more and more apparent. Her fingers wrapped themselves within the silky fabrics of her skirt, her breaths quickening as her chest heaved. For a brief second, she wanted to rip off her corset, allow herself the chance to breathe... breathe, breathe. Must focus on breathing. I want to go home, Laela began to whimper softly, her eyes welling a bit at the sight of guns and weapons, her mind spinning as things suddenly began to take a turn. She'd been so close to rescue. Hadn't she? Oh this place! This place! Why had her curiosity taken her here? She didn't belong out here. She didn't understand it. Please, don't fire, she begged them all, though somehow she knew her pleas were in vain.
Thread: Charon (Barbaric Rim)

Name Nickname Valerie Vendenburg Valkyrie Attire Purple tight leather outfit Weapon Lightsaber blaster Location Charon Just outside of a crashed vessel. Tagging Laelestra Quentin any Time October 1, 3075 Early evening Valkyrie had left when the other women told her she wanted to stay assuming it was a rescue mission. Valkyrie had feelings it was no such thing but she was hoping for the best of luck for the women but certainly wasn't going to sit there and argue with her to try and get her to come along. She hid a good distance off and when the other women was on her way back from going to her ship she was about to go warn her what was going on but instead slid further out of sight . she thought she was going to be spotted when she had moved as she had made a small rustling noise but then the women moved on.. In the distance she soon seen a issue as someone pulled up on a speeder and pointed A weapon at the women. Valkyrie thought about going forward and trying to help but could hear more people in the further distance . it was to much of a risk she decided to stay out of sight. She slowly backed away until she was fully out of range of the others. She soon found a path that looked like it lead towards a house which she made her way down. She then seen a girl up towards the end of the path she had a green top on and brown pants and had a pair of goggles which she thought to herself it seemed everyone was starting to wear now days for some reason. She approached quietly and slowly unsure if she wanted to interact with the person or not when she stepped on a alluminum piece of something that had been left behind it made a bit of a loud sound and she stopped dead in her tracks knowing there was a good chance the girl must have heard that.
Thread: Charon (Barbaric Rim)

Name Nickname Danika 'Dani' Kennedy Attire The stitched top underneath a large, furred coat. A pair of shorts with garters that attach to thigh high, brown, stiletto boots. She has a pair of goggles on her head, and is missing the golden eyelashes. Weapon A minor handgun. Location Not far from Laela's ship Tagging Anyone Zaphkiel Laela Possibly Jibirl Trystan Valkyrie Time October 1, 3075 Early evening. She felt her insides curling. Didnt look like he was going to fall victim to her girly charms. Which was unfortunate, as that was how she got out of the most daunting of situations. However, she knew that if she resisted him too much, hed figure out instantly that she was what she was, and it would be game over. She was sure she had some kind of bounty on her head, but only God knows what. Danika was pretty good about sneaking about and getting things done without being caught, but there had to be a slip up somewhere. Or maybe not, maybe she was just that good, even if the current situation definitely stated otherwise. She quirked a brow at his second comment. Come now. What kind of lady comes unarmed to the Barbaric Rim? Now, that would just be barbaric. Only fair to let you know where the weapon is, I mean. Youve got a pistol to my heart, dont you? She would just have to keep her charm on and hope that he got swept up in the whirlwind shitstorm that is Danika Kennedy. He was armed to the teeth, this was certain, and it was clear that he was confident about what he did. That was unfortunate. I dont have anything against mercenaries personally . Cant say too much on the subject. Never really talked to one before now. But you make quite the impression, I have to admit. When he suggested they move towards the group of people, Danika shrugged lightly. Chivalrous too? Youre a package deal, arent you, Mister Mercenary? She turned, leaving her hands in the air to show that she wouldnt be grabbing for the gun at her belt, and began to walk towards them, brandishing a slightly concerned smile. She quirked a brow before deciding to speak to them as a whole. Well, fancy meeting you again, Laela. You attract quite a bit of attention. she said with what could be confused as a genuine smile. Danika, however, was extremely annoyed at this point. These had not been her intentions, and she sure as Hell didnt have enough cash on her to pay off a couple of mercenaries. What a bother
Thread: 'The Black' (Travel Thread...Travel Between Planets, etc.)

'The Black' Travel Thread...Travel Between Planets, etc.
Thread: 'The Black' (Travel Thread...Travel Between Planets, etc.)

Name Nickname Reisa Amis Attire White and black peasant top with corset ties, black skirt, black lace handless gloves, black armbands, choker, goggles. Weapon None. Location On a vessel orbiting Lamia. Tagging Anyone. Time October 1, 3075 Early evening. You know why you're here, yes? came that voice, that horrible voice. Reisa just nodded, unable to see given that she had her arms tied behind her back and her eyes covered while she sat upon an unforgiving hard-backed chair. Oh she'd have bruises from that alone later, but that was the least of her worries. The air about her was cold and she could feel a tiny gust of wind blowing upon her since there was obviously a vent somewhere above her. She could feel her skin breaking out into goose bumps, her body shivering as she tried to sit still as that voice came at her. Good. Then you also know where you are. Again, Reisa nodded. Yes, she was well aware they were orbiting Lamia. That had been the planet of choice and one she feared. They had made sure to learn her fears before choosing where to send her... somewhere dark, cold, terrifying. Somewhere her chances of survival were slim to none given she knew no one there and the fact that it was known for its creatures that had an appetite for... blood. Excellent. Then you no longer need this. The blindfold was finally removed from Reisa's eyes and she was able to stare up into the face of that awful man who'd just told her the news that made her cry, the man who'd tried to condition her the past couple years, but all in vain. The one who'd abused her and took obvious joy in doing so. She looked at him with her cool blue eyes, sore and red from her earlier cry. Still mourning your loss, dear Reisa? he asked. You shouldn't be. They've been dead for several years now. Reisa's face twisted at hearing that. To think that all these years she thought her parents had been alive and just that she'd been separated from them given she'd still been a child. But the fact of the matter was that they'd never even been given a chance, no trial, nothing. They were just killed for their beliefs, for not supporting the Illuminati. Being a child, she'd been lucky and thus spared. They'd hoped to be able to recondition her, but... no such luck there. Seemed her fate was now being decided and it meant a shot on Lamia. Some shot. Get up, he stated, his voice cold. Reisa did as told. He walked behind her and unbound her hands. He then prodded her toward the pod and secured her inside. You're going to be jettisoned onto Lamia. It will be your new home now, Reisa Amis. He gave her a smirk and pushed the button. Exits to Lamia
Thread: 'The Black' (Travel Thread...Travel Between Planets, etc.)

Name Nickname Skylar Davies, Sky Attire Loose Fitting Black Jeans, Grey Leather Vest, Black Combat Boots, Handmade leather armband Weapon Standard Hunting Knife10in Blade, Blaster Location The Black Tagging Seth, Anyone Time October 1, 3075 Night Name Nickname Seth Killingley, Seth Attire Black Loose fitting Jeans, Grey Sweater, Black Combat Boots, Long Black leather Trenchcoat, Black Hat Weapon Blaster, Light Saber Location The Black Tagging Sky, Anyone Time October 1, 3075 Night Name Nickname Hunter Travis Donovan Attire Link Weapon Two Pistols holstered on thighs, Light Saber hidden on his belt underneath Trenchcoat, Sniper Rifle Location The Black Tagging Anyone Time October 1, 3075 Night It was just as he expected when he got into the black his ship was followed, Sky just laughed a little and shook his head, These fuckers don't know what they're getting themselves into ,he stated. The man was very confident in his ships capabilities and knew damn well they could do some heavy damage if needed. Alright Hunter get onto weapon controls and prepare to fire we're being followed ,Sky stated. Chip had already made it clear that they were being followed, Two enemy ships approaching Captain ,the robot stated. Sky looked over to Hunter who was getting himself situated, Blow the fuckers up ,Sky told him. Hunter simply nodded his head then pressed a button firing at the two ships, within a few seconds they were blown to bits, a smile came across Hunter's face after watching his handy work. He listened as Chip continued to tell them where the ships were coming from and fired as soon as their auto targeting system locked onto any enemy ships.
Thread: 'The Black' (Travel Thread...Travel Between Planets, etc.)

Name Nickname Danika 'Dani' Kennedy Attire The stitched top. A pair of shorts with garters that attach to thigh high, brown, stiletto boots. She has a pair of goggles on her head, and is missing the golden eyelashes. Weapon Unarmed Location The Black On board the Kodiak. Tagging Anyone Possibly Trystan Zaphkiel Laela Jibril Time October 1, 3075 Night. Danika had to admit, being aboard this little ship was going to be all sorts of adventure. Trystan seemed like a bit of a live wire, would likely end up getting into any fight that he could worm his fingers too, all because he had the proper artillery to do so. And maybe, just maybe, if Dani had the motivation to be confrontational and the proper ship to back it up, that she may have been the same way. But there was no denying her nature. Danika was a very low-on-the-radar kind of girl. She liked things to be simple and controlled. And she handled it by being low on the radar. But, that was neither here nor there, and she was lost in thought when her time would probably be better spent exploring. Well, it has been just lovely hanging up here with all of you, youre quite the socialites, but I think Im going to pitter my way about the ship and make myself a little more at home. She stood and threw her coat over her shoulder, hanging onto with her fist. Come hunting if you need anything, hm? She finished before turning on her heel and making her way out of the command room. It was stuffy in there anyway. Everyone was so into it, No one was having the same fun that she was. It was never any fun if she were the only one having fun. She made her way down the unfamiliar hall and gazed at the several doors, trying to make a guess at which one to open and which rooms were occupied. It would be her luck to open a room that someone was already in, and in the hurry that the twins had left previously, she could already imagine what was going on behind their door. Playfully, she was a bit upset that she didnt get the invite. But you had to take care of what you had to take care of, right? Couldnt just let anyone into the belt club. She pressed her hand to the control panel that caused a door to open and reveal a thankfully empty room. She grinned and looked around before throwing her coat onto the bed and entering, the door whirring shut behind her.
Thread: 'The Black' (Travel Thread...Travel Between Planets, etc.)

Name Nickname Aeryn Reese Attire Green top, brown pants, brown leather boots, goggles. Weapon Hunting knife. Location 'The Black' on board the Dragon's Fang. Tagging Anyone Hunter, Skylar, Seth, Jakkon, Valerie. Time October 1, 3075 Night. Aeryn did her best to hold the ice pack to her aching wrist, but it was tough going. The ride on board the Captain's ship was less than smooth, but of no fault of anyone's save the fact that they were being followed by thugs and assassins hired by the Illuminati. But what purpose were they serving? Her people never caused problems. And far as she knew, the Captain and his crew never did either. At least not on Charon, or in her neck of its woods. It was peculiar and disturbing and made her blood run cold that they'd make such a strike. As the ship flew through the vastness of 'the black', Aeryn let out a few tiny yelps as her body jostled against her seat. She gripped the armrests, her wrist throbbing a little. If she was lucky and it was available, she might be able to wrap it later for a little while to help keep the swelling down. But that would have to wait. As she did, she watched the Captain and his crew take control and start firing on enemy ships as they swarmed them. Yeah, they might have gotten off of Charon, but the battle most definitely wasn't over. Not yet. Aeryn smiled a little when Hunter managed to hit one of his targets, her hands gripping her seat as she slid about on top of it. She let out a few more soft sounds as her body bounced about, but she tried not to shout out. The last thing she wanted to do was to accidentally distract anyone. Besides... it would soon be over... she hoped.
Thread: 'The Black' (Travel Thread...Travel Between Planets, etc.)

Name Nickname Skylar Davies, Sky Attire Loose Fitting Black Jeans, Grey Leather Vest, Black Combat Boots, Handmade leather armband Weapon Standard Hunting Knife10in Blade, Blaster Location The Black Tagging Seth, Anyone Time October 1, 3075 Night Name Nickname Seth Killingley, Seth Attire Black Loose fitting Jeans, Grey Sweater, Black Combat Boots, Long Black leather Trenchcoat, Black Hat Weapon Blaster, Light Saber Location The Black Tagging Sky, Anyone Time October 1, 3075 Night Name Nickname Hunter Travis Donovan Attire Link Weapon Two Pistols holstered on thighs, Light Saber hidden on his belt underneath Trenchcoat, Sniper Rifle Location The Black Tagging Anyone Time October 1, 3075 Night When Sky noticed the other ship come in he watched as it fired at the Illuminati ships around them, Hunter had been doing his job and helping with the destruction of the enemy ships. Extra help was always a good thing to have especially when the Illuminati wanted to take you out, even if the Illuminati ships couldn't stand against the Dragon's Fang Sky still didn't want to have to waste a bunch of his time in a fight he knew he'd win. Hunter on the other hand just liked carnage and could blow shit up all day if given the chance. Seth stood watching out one of the side windows as the fight continued he kept looking to the other passengers to make sure they were alright. When he seen the other ship he recognized it from Charon and smirked as it opened fire on the Illuminati ships, Looks like this is gonna be easier then we thought ,he stated as he continued to watch. Hunter laughed loudly as the fight continued, he was like a kid on Christmas playing with a new toy that he'd been waiting all year to get, the man was in his comfort zone at the moment and when he was in his comfort zone it made him much more of a threat then he already was. There was something about the way he stayed so calm and even happy during any type of battle that could make people think he was crazy and maybe he was slightly off his rocker but that's what Sky liked about him and it was one of the things that kept him alive. We didn't really have a destination but if you'd like we can head to wherever you're going and discuss a payment for your help to us so far, as for why those fuckers are after us well all I have to say is no good deed goes unpunished ,Sky responded to the man. He wasn't going to turn away help no smart man would. I have a nice load of goods on my ship maybe we can discuss trading as well ,he continued after a short pause. Being a smart man he also wasn't going to pass up a possible opportunity to make some deals.
Thread: 'The Black' (Travel Thread...Travel Between Planets, etc.)

Name Nickname Aeryn Reese Attire Green top, brown pants, brown leather boots, goggles. Weapon Hunting knife. Location 'The Black' on board the Dragon's Fang. Tagging Anyone Hunter, Skylar, Seth, Jakkon, Valerie. Time October 1, 3075 Night. As the ship seemed to settle out and go into a smoother ride, Aeryn felt her muscles suddenly relax. She slumped in her seat and let out a tiny breathy sigh as she glanced about at the Captain, Hunter and everyone else. It seemed that everyone wasn't worse for the wear, so that was good. But who were they speaking to over the intercom device? She bit her lip as she listened, wondering just what sort of adventures or dangers were in store for her now that Charon was behind her and an unknown future awaited, slowly unfolding a path that seemed dark and scary in so many ways. One thing was good though, she trusted the men she was with. She knew they'd make sure no harm came to her. They'd always been good to her people and the fact that they'd helped her just now spoke volumes of the sort of men they were. Given that, she'd follow them anywhere and have there back so long as she could defend them... not that she was the best at doing so. But she'd try. She always did. Looking at the men, Aeryn tilted her head and blushed a little. Thanks for the rescue, she said softly. I owe you. Anything I can do to help around here. Please, let me know. I'll try my best.
Thread: 'The Black' (Travel Thread...Travel Between Planets, etc.)

Name Nickname Danika 'Dani' Kennedy Attire The stitched top. A pair of shorts with garters that attach to thigh high, brown, stiletto boots. She has a pair of goggles on her head, and is missing the golden eyelashes. Weapon Unarmed Location The Black On board the Kodiak. Tagging Anyone Possibly Trystan Zaphkiel Laela Jibril Time October 1, 3075 Night. Those lucky ducks Those sounds were not lost on Danika, and in the room next to them, she could only grin. Granted, she had to admit that she was awfully jealous. It must have been nice to have an outlet like that, although with the comment that Trystan made earlier, she was sure that he was open for business whenever she decided she was feeling foxy. That would take some time, regardless. He was an attractive guy, with the mask and all. But it was really hard to ignore the banging twins slamming against each other a mere three feet away from her. Her thoughts were cut short as the ship began vibrating and shaking about. Sounded like another battle was going on outside. Maybe it was something worth seeing. She made her way out of the room and into the command room, leaving her coat behind before leaning in the doorway and crossing her arms. She looked at the clusterfuck outside of the ship before parting her lips to speak. Maaaybe, its not whats on the ship thats important. Maybe its the fact that you just mowed down easily a hundred of their little grunts. She said, leaving her arms crossed. There was a soft grin on her lips.
Thread: 'The Black' (Travel Thread...Travel Between Planets, etc.)

Name Nickname Laelestra Quentin Laela Attire Golden brown gown showing off some leg and ankle, brown leather boots. Weapon None Location On board The Kodiak in her room Tagging Anyone Trystan, Jibril, Danika, Zaphkiel Time October 1, 3075 Night. Laela heard many sounds coming from a nearby room. BANG! CRASH! To her it sounded like people were in the middle of a brawl and she wondered who could possibly be fighting. She also heard voices, muffled. And she was sure she heard two, one distinctly male while the other was distinctly female. She quirked a brow as she listened, blinking several times as a hand covered her bared chest. Her heart was pumping hard as the sounds got rougher and louder over time. Just... what were they doing? Just... When the noises stopped, her breath caught and she stood up, quickly moving to her door. She opened it up and peered outside. Where was everyone? She raced up the corridor looking for anyone who might be there. Are people fighting? she asked hesitantly, biting down on her lip, her cheeks a bit pink. I think there might be a problem in one of the rooms.