Gemini Ascendant Episodes

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Re: Gemini Ascendant Episodes

 

Season 03 - Episode 067 (Season Episode 13)

Killian reaches over and starts punching buttons on the alien console. Too late, he realizes his danger, as bright blue-white light springs forth from "Rita's" eyes.

 

"DON'T TOUCH THAT!" Rita screams. She punctuates her words with some sort of projection of energy that looks like heat distortion. The wave of energy slams into Killian and throws him into the large double doors in the center of the room. The doors give and swing wide. Apparently, Killian was successful in unlocking them.

 

"What have you fools done?" cries Rita.

 

TaíRang: That could be trouble

Wade goes to tackle Rita. As Wade leaps at Rita, a shimmering field flashes for just a moment and Wade falls to the ground, just barely rolling to keep his feet under him.

 

Ta'Rang draws his laser pistol in a flash and fires on Rita, the shot just barely misses. It is close enough to cause a slight shimmer in her force field. Arthur runs for the nearest available cover, drawing his laspistol on the way. Ducking behind the console he fires on Rita. Rita screams as the laser bolt punches through her force field and burns a hole in her stomach. She takes a half-step backwards, pivots and runs down the hallway towards the courtyard.

 

Samantha: Oh no you don't *takes off after Rita**

Doc runs and checks over the unconcious Killian. He is otherwise alright, just out cold.

 

Wade moves diagonally down to get a better line of sight as Samantha is between him and Rita as they run down the short halway. His shot goes wide.

 

Ta'Rang jumps over the console and runs after Rita. Rita moves further down the hall, near the end she turns and 'fires' a blast of energy at Samantha. Samantha crumples to the ground, skidding to a halt almost immediately. Arthur moves to the entrance to the hallway and leans over, peering.

 

Doc runs to Sam and covers her with its body. Wade moves down the hall and fires the sonic stunner again. Rita grunts as the blast hits her, but holds her ground.

 

Arthur moves further into the hallway, trying to get a shot on Rita. Ta'Rang runs past Wade and fires at Rita with his laser pistol again. Rita doesn't even scream as the laser bolt hits her stomach for a second time. She just turns real pale and crumples to the ground.

 

A bright light separates from Rita's body. It hovers for a moment over its former host and then shoots off faster than the eye can follow down the tunnel and out into the open.

Samantha: *groggily** STOP! ouch.

TaíRang: GRRRRRRR.

Arthur moves to inspect Rita to see if she is beyond saving.

Samantha: Doc check Rita. Check Rita now!

Rita is breathing shallowly. She is extremely pale.

Caspar: OK.

Samantha: everybody put the damn guns away.

Samantha is still lying on the floor. Wade makes his stunner disappear

Arthur: I'll keep mine out for now, thanks.

Samantha: Put. Your. Gun. Away.

Ta'Rang has wild animal look in his eyes as Wade looks at Arthur menacingly.

Arthur: And get lit up like you did? Yeah. Sorry. I'm my own captain.

Doc doesn't think it can treat Rita here. It will need to get her to a med bay.

Wade: You best do as she says.... Arty.

Ta'Rang looks at Rita and then his gun.

Samantha: How is she?

Caspar: I need to go the ship right now to heal her.

Samantha: Someone get a bike, get Rita to the ship.

Wade: I'm on it.

Caspar: Thank you. As soon she get up you can talk to her.

Samantha: Ta, how's Killian?

Arthur holsters his pistol... realizing Rita's not getting up again. Wade grabs Ritas body and jumps on his grav bike.

Samantha: It'll only help if she remembers she was possessed.

 

Ta'Rang slowly puts his pistol down. Wade guns the bike at full speed and heads for the Mercury.

Arthur: Where in the hell is Vlad?

Vladimir is checking on Killian.

Samantha: Ta, scratch that. Get the Doc back to the Mercury as well.

Vladimir: I'm afraid your friend suffered from some sort of head injury. He is unconscious but appears to be breathing.

Samantha: Crap.

TaíRang: Right, *fires up the bike**

Samantha: Ta, also get back here quickly. We need to know about this place and it's your history.

TaíRang: Come on Doc.

Caspar: I am coming.

Ta'Rang takes off after Wade with the Doc on the back.

 

When Wade gets back to the Mercury he notices that Elvis is working on the shuttle engines. The Exeter crew is not present.

 

Samantha: OK. Arthur? Vlad?

Arthur: Hmm?

Vladimir: Yes Samantha?

Samantha: Just checking. I'll be here. willing my rib cage back together. Don't wander too far.

Vladimir: After that? I don't think I will.

Samantha: She was possessed. Don't worry about her. I hadn't thought any more were following us. My bad.

Vladimir: Possessed you say? As in demons I suppose?

Samantha: Ah, not quite. Ancient species made out of pure energy with mind control and the ability to take over a host body. I'm moderately positive they live in Voidspace.

 

Ta'Rang drops off Doc at the ship and returns to the cave at top speed. Doc starts working on saving Rita's life as soon as the woman is safe on board. Wade helps Doc get Rita into the autodoc then helps to stand guard over her.

 

Samantha climbs slowly to her feet.

Samantha: ouch. ouch.

Arthur: Wonderful. Possessed women shooting energy blasts at us.. all in the name of "knowledge".

Ta'Rang walks back down the tunnel.

Samantha: Not knowledge. Saving the universe.

TaíRang: You. . . OK Sam?

Vladimir: Voidspace energy beings? Even so, what do they have to do with this place? Why was she so concerned about opening these doors?

Samantha: [On COMM] Wade, last favor. Get Killian back to the ship too please. Well, let's find out.

Samantha limps back into the chamber. Ta'Rang walks toward the door

Wade: [On COMM] I'm on it boss.

Vladimir: Are you sure you want to?

Samantha: Some day, I'll have a conversation with one of the buggers too.

Wade uses the grav bike to retrieve Killian. Arthur walks after them, giving Vlad a "whatever happens is your fault" look.

Samantha: Vlad, I'm so absolutely sure we need to know what's down here I'm willing to destroy another solar system to find out.

Vladimir: Another so...nevermind.

 

Ta'Rang opens the door and walks in. Samantha follows after Ta'Rang

Samantha: Not too fast Ta, that crap hurts. *to Vlad and Arthur** You boys coming?

TaíRang: *thinks** I must know the answer.

Beyond the door is a stairwell leading down. It is completely dark once the ambient light from the console room fades away.

Vladimir: I am coming.

Vladimir picks up his bag and follows. Samantha looks at her flashlight.

Samantha: Damn, she broke it.

TaíRang: I need a light. Even I can't see in total darkness.

Samantha: You got a light Vlad?

Vladimir: Yes. Let me see here.. . *digs into his bag** Here it is.

Ta'Rang reaches for the light holds out for him. Ta'Rang turns on the light and continues down the stairs. The stairwell winds downward in a tight spiral. It opens out into a large room that extends beyond the range of the spotlights.

Samantha: Never do anything by halves when you bury the dead I guess.

Ta'Rang shines the light to the right and the left. Arranged in a circle, just at the edge of the light, are some stone platforms each about the size of a bed. They can make out something on the platforms. Ta'Rang then continues on moving the light in a sweeping motion.

Samantha: If these are more cryo chambers with clones the Universe has some explaining to do. Start on the left side, let's take a closer look.

TaíRang: Lets not open any this time.

Samantha shrugs, then winces.

TaíRang: There is more here then those I think.

 

The platforms have something on them, not in them. As they get closer they look like skeletons dressed in some sort of armored regalia. A pole of some sort rests besides the skeletons.

Samantha: Let's take a head count.

Samantha starts moving around the inner side of the circle, starting to the left of the door. Ta'Rang looks closely at the pole and the armor.

Samantha: Recognize these Ta?

There are eight total stone platforms.

TaíRang: I.......

Vladimir: They are yazarian. Look at the bone structure.

Samantha: The armor familiar to your dreams? the staff?

TaíRang: Yes they are Yazirian. I'm trying to remember.

Samantha: Take your time. They aren't going anywhere. Hopefully.

Vladimir: Hmmmn. Look, it seems like the staffs have a cavity in them. It looks like the "key" that I brought would fit in them.

TaíRang: I seem to know but then I don't know. I don't like not knowing

Samantha: Those staffs, they anything like that sword you had? Mechanically or ornamentally I mean.

Vladimir: This is a fantastic find. I wish I had another key.

TaíRang: No, but i don't think so, I do not wish to disturb my ancestors

Samantha: Fair enough. Let's look around some more. There's got to be the king somewhere.

TaíRang: But I must know.

Samantha closely inspects one of the coffins. Arthur follows and listens not looking entirely comfortable. Some of the pictographs have things that look like spaceships in them. There is also the occasional pictograph of some being as tall as the yazarians apparently commanding them to battle. The figure has blue gems set where the eyes are.

Samantha: Oh my. Well, our possesing friends have been around a long time. Vlad, when did you say this might have been built?

Vladimir: Without some sort of reference, I'd have to guess a couple of thousand of years at least. Probably much longer.

Samantha: Sweet. Well, let's look for the secret entrance to the inner chambers.

TaíRang: I have found more warriors behind a locked gate.

Samantha: There you go.

Samantha limps over to where Ta'Rang is.

TaíRang: look in there *shines the light at the warriors**

Samantha: Shine the light on the lock.

 

Ta'Rang looks at the walls for any more pictographs. There are three archways, blocked by what looks like wrought iron. Behind each archway is a smaller chamber with a body. Each of the bodies is dressed in an orrnate version of the armor that the others wore. It looks like some sort of storage containers might also be in those rooms.

TaíRang: Oh yes here it is.

Samantha: Hall of Kings indeed.

 

The walls have specific spots that are carved with this pictographs. It almost tells a story. Perhaps several stories. All of war and all with the Yazarian "soldiers" fighting at the behest of the other beings. And all of the Yazarians using technology far beyond what they should have had.

Samantha: Here's my wild guess, since I'm pretty sure this isn't the Yazarian homeworld. . . Those controllers kidnapped Yazarians, brought them here and used them as battle-fodder.

Arthur: They were used?

TaíRang: I know my homeworld is on the otherside of the frontier.

Samantha: Used, yes.

Vladimir: So who are the other aliens in the pictographs?

Samantha looks for a locking mechanism ot the gates.

Vladimir: I have not encountered any species like them before now.

Samantha: glowing blue eyes, my guess is whatever possessed Rita. Did you miss the Voidspace Energy Being part of the story?

Vladimir: Oh...

TaíRang: I must know does anyone have some tools to use on these locks?

Arthur: Eh.. I have some knowledge of security systems.. but mostly electronic keypads and the like.. anything here I fear I'd be pushing it.

 

The locking mechanism looks to be integrated into the gate. There is a "handprint" set in the wall to the right side of each gate.

Samantha: If I had tools I could possibly get it open. I think Ta might be better at it than me.

Arthur: Ahem.. well.. I can.. also kinda pick'em. If needed.

Samantha: Hey, Ta. Try the hand print. Heck, if my retinal scan opened a two hundred a fifty year old spaceship . . .

Ta'Rang reaches over andplaces his hand on the handprint. The stone is cold at first. He almost pulls his hand away in disappointment when he notices a faint light shining between his fingers. The ambient light in the room increases as the hand "mold" lights up.

 

A voice pronounces something.

Vladimir: Ancient yazarian. Almost.

To the left of the hand mold, there is a wrenching sound. The door then pops open. Ta'Rang nods and smiles slightly then enters the room.

Samantha: Sometimes, I love being right.

Ta'Rang moves over to the body and examines the armor and the table it lies on. Most of what is in the room, they could see from the gate. One thing Ta'Rang didn't notice before is a triangular amulet around the skeleton's neck. Ta'Rang looks closely at it. Samantha stays outside leaning against the wall next to the gate.

 

Killian moans as he is being probed by the doctor, awareness comes slowly. He remembers keying in something on the alien console and then feeling like a Mac Truck slamming into him. Now, he is in sick bay with Doc and Wade. Doc is hovering over him, checking vitals.

Killian: *agh* Jhaden milhea khala dushaan?

When Killian speaks in the strange language Wade starts to go for his gun... then stops and looks perplexed.

Killian: Docha ne else hurt? *cough**

Wade: Dang.... maybe I should just punch him out Doc?

Wade flexes his fists

Caspar: No wait

Micah flexes his servos.

Killian: Sorry... I learned a lot of languages when I was a kid. Is anyone else hurt? What was I speaking? I don't know, what did I say?

Wade: Whew... Kill, for a minute there I was afraid you where possessed by one of those blue energy dudes.

Caspar: Just you and the woman.

Wade: You said some gibberish.... could have been french maybe... I only speak galacta and yazarian.

Killian: Francais? Deutsch? Nipponae? Fexae? Dricha? I don't remember - I was just asking what happened. Dad was a diplomat, we traveled a lot.

 

Ta'Rang is looking at the medalion and praying to his gods silently for what he may do here. The medallion is actually four sided and curved along the outside and inside. At first glance it gives the impression of being a triangle, but further inspection shows it to be a trapezhoidal shape and bent into a curve. Samantha looks over at Arthur and Valdimir, one hand holding her side, the other resting on her gun. Arthur raises an eyebrow.. and places his hand on his own blaster.

 

Killian tries to get up...

Caspar: Not yet.

Micah gently eases Killian back to the table, and holds his "hand" over Killian's. Doc checks a few more things for a minute.

Caspar: Micah he can get up.

Killian: I feel better now that I'm standing. Thanks, Doc.

Wade: So what about our sleeping princess over there?

Killian: And thanks, Micah.

Wade points at the woman in the auto-doc

Micah: I'm programmed to care about you, after all.

Killian: So, what's the story with "we-shouldn't-have-talked-to-strangers" lady?

Wade: She blasted you so we blasted her its what we do.

Killian: I thought I'd been zapped by the altar. Makes me feel slightly less stupid.

Wade: Nope it was her. And then this blue energy creature/person/thing came out of her and ran away.

 

Ta'Rang looks at the pictographs on the wall and around the floor. He notices a circular indentation in the wall 90' to the left of the one where the three tombs are.

TaíRang: I think i know where to look next

Samantha: Yeah?

Ta'Rang gently lifts the medalion from the warriors chest.

TaíRang: I must look at the other warriors

Samantha: Ok.

TaíRang: *turns to the warrioor** I need to borrow this anciet one.

The ancient amulet comes loose with no problem.

TaíRang: Let me check the other two alcoves.

 

Killian: We lost Czarina - maybe we can learn from this one.

Caspar: I am working on the lady and watching very close.

Killian: You guys have encountered these creatures more than I have - does the possessor leave behind any knowledge in the host when it leaves, or is this the first time there's been a survivor?

Wade: If she wakes up I have to beat her silly, cuz I am not allowed to shoot things anymore. We don't know if they leave behind memories... so few survive our iniitial meeting.

Killian: If she lives and they do, we could learn a lot. On the other hand, it could come back - have they ever run before the host died before?

Wade: It usually works like this... they try to kill us, we survive... they don't. They always run. We have not captured or actually killed one of them yet.... only the hosts.

Killian: Where's Elvis? Maybe he could help us come up with a way to actually catch one of the glowy things. Actually, I bet I know who could help us catch one - but you're not going to like it.

Wade: Elvis is outside repairing the shuttle TA shot down... while he was the acting captain.

Wade: And that would be?

Killian: Synth Corp.

Wade: You are right... I don't think I care for that idea, and I bet Doc would not like it either.

Killian: Probably a bad idea anyway - but it might be a way to square accounts.

Wade: What give them an energy creature if they let us go and clear our record?

Killian: Just a thought. Probably too complicated to arrange on short notice. I'm sure it would be something they'd want.

 

The other two alcoves open the same way and they do indeed have amulets like this one.

Samantha: What are the necklaces for?

Ta'Rang removes the two other amulets, telling them he is only borrowing them.

TaíRang: Watch and see Sam, If I'm right.

Samantha: I'm all eyes.

Ta'Rang walks over to the circle and begin to place the amulets into the circle.

Arthur: Hopefully nothing too personal. I've seemed to have grown an aversion to the color blue as of late.

Samantha: I like blue. Blue is the color of the sky. Which I can't wait to get back into.

Arthur: I prefer to think of it as black, myself.

Ta'Rang pays no attention to the others. The three amulets click together in the circle. Of their own accord, they spin counter-clockwise and they group hears a loud *click*.

 

Killian: As an alternative to publicly humiliating them, shutting down the covert research program, and stealing their covert accounts like I was planning on doing. So, where is everyone else?

Wade: They are back in the tomb Killian.

Killian: So, what did they find? Or did you drag me back here right away?

Wade: We brought you and the woman back right away... otherwise she would have died. I have no idea what they found. IF we can secure the woman... we could go check on them.

Killian: Stasis? Or are we not trusting that?

 

Samantha looks over at what Ta'Rang is doing. Ta'Rang stands in wonderment waiting. The ground starts shaking. At first, it is a slight tremor, but soon it becomes a rather violent shaking. Over where the nine platforms are, a circle opens in the stonework. A spiral stairwell, descending further downward, appears where the circle appears. Samantha just barely catches herself against the wall, favoring her right leg.

Samantha: Stupid rocks.

TaíRang: Yes

Ta'Rang moves toward the staircase.

Samantha: I take it we're going down?

Arthur: Seems that way.

TaíRang: Do not touch anything.

Arthur shrugs.

Arthur: Eh, no need to worry about that on my part.

Ta'Rang's sensitive eyes see light from way down the stairwell.

TaíRang: I am going

Samantha: And reluctantly I am following.

Ta'Rang moves to the head of the stairs and enters the staircase, at the bottom of the stares his sensitive eyes see a light. The light is sort of a silvery light. There is a faint golden overtone to it. Samantha follows Ta'Rang, half curious half unhappy. Arthur follows Samantha, eyes darting back and forth. Vladimir is behind them all. They don't have far to go. It is only a couple of turns and they enter another large chamber. The light seems to originate from a highly decorated tomb, this one closed and apparently sealed.

Samantha: Wow.

Ta'Rang comes to a halt in front of the tomb. The light emanating from the tomb itself is reflecting off of treasures and artifacts neatly arranged around the room.

 

Wade: The last three times we secured someone, they promptly stole our ship. Maybe we can just kill her and tell Sam she slipped on a banana peel. Ok how about you and Doc go check on the others and I watch the ship.

Caspar: I guess I can stay at the ship. you can check the others.

Killian: Paper, rock, scissors?

Caspar: I have Micah.

Wade: I am pulling rank... you two go...

Caspar: OK.

Wade: Take Ta's grav bike... he won;t mind

Caspar: killian let's go.

Killian and Doc head back to the cave, after "gunning up." Killian also grabs his toolkit. Doc its medkit.

 

Ta'Rang looks around the room staring but hoping for a sign

Arthur: Cheese and rice.

Arthur gasps.

Samantha looks at Arthur. The sarcophagus, upon further inspection, seems to be connected via cables of some sort to the walls. At the foot of the massive structure is another terminal. Ta'Rang looks for picograph and tries to read them. Most of the artifacts are implements designed to make war.

Samantha: Regular warriors tomb.

Arthur gives Samantha a sideways glance... then shakes his head.

Samantha: Well Ta?

TaíRang: I believe it is the kings tomb, it can be no other.

Samantha: Going to examine that terminal? Or should I call up the Doc and have it force Killian awake?

Wade: [On Comm] Sam do you copy?

TaíRang: *shakes his head** Ahh yes *walks over to the terminal**

Samantha: [On COMM] I'm here Wade.

Ta'Rang starts to study the symbols.

Wade: [On COMM] Are you ok, the Doc is on the way to treat your injury. Killian is alive and mostly whole and with it. I am guarding the ship against anoter hijacking.

Samantha: [On COMM] I'm fine. If Killian can move get him over here, we found another terminal.

Wade: [On COMM] He's on the way

Samantha: [On COMM] How's Rita?

Wade: [On COMM] Doc has her stable, should I beat her unconscious if she wakes?

Samantha: [On COMM] Negative. If she attacks, you can return with like force. Otherwise, don't hurt her.

Wade: [On COMM] Roger that... I beat her before she wakes then?

Samantha: [On COMM] Wade....

Wade: [On COMM] Dang I knew you were gonna say that... OK.

 

Killian: [On COMM] Approaching the cave with the Doc - are we gonna need a map to find you, Sam?

Ta'Rang studies the tomb and the cables. The terminal looks much like the one above.

Samantha: [On COMM] No, go through the doors and down the stairs.

The tomb appears itself is cooler than the light would have suggested.

Wade: [On COMM] I keep her safe unless she gets creepy... Wade out

a'Rang lays his hands on the tomb. There is a vibration that causes a tingling numbness in his hands. Ta'Rang pulls his hands away from the tomb.

Samantha: What?

TaíRang: My hands are numb from touching the tomb,

Samantha: Creepy.

They hear noise at the top of the stairs. Samantha draws her gun and looks up the stairs.

Arthur: Like an electrical charge? Or different?

TaíRang: I remember some of these symbols........what! and draws his gun.

Killian: I see we can expect our usual warm welcome.

Samantha: Oh, just you two. good.

TaíRang: A vibration. *reholsters his pistol**

Samantha: Sorry. I'm a little jumpy. Planets make me nervous. *reholsters her weapon**

Killian: You were expecting maybe the Malvan Empress?

Samantha: The who?

Killian: Anyway, where's the gadget?

Samantha motions towards the terminal.

Arthur: Malvan Empress.. she sounds hot.

Killian: I'll tell you about the Malvans sometime.

Ta'Rang looks through the artifacts as Killian heads to the terminal.

Caspar: What did you find?

 

The artifacts are mostly suits of armor ranging from something super high-tech looking to rather primitive armors. Of course each has accompanying weapons.

Killian: Dude. Candy store.

the terminal seems to be some sort of stasis control.

Killian: Umm, careful with the toys. These may be stasis chambers. i.e. things that can wake up and start trying to eat you.

Samantha: Stasis chamber?

Killian: As far as I can tell, so far.

Killian moves to take a look at the chambers itself, to see if it fits the theory.

Samantha: We find an eighteen year old Ta'Rang in that and I will immediately freak out.

The sarcophagus is completely sealed. There are two cables that lead from the sarcophagus to the wall.

Killian: Okay, Ta, and idea as to what we might be waking up if we start pressing buttons?

Samantha: Yazarian warrior king.

TaíRang: I believe it is the king of the Rangri clan.

Killian: Blue glowy thing didn't want us to open it. Not sure if that's a bad thing or a good thing.

TaíRang: Open it.

Samantha: I'm game. What's the worst? I get killed again?

Caspar: I am backing up.

Killian: If someone shout's "No, Stop!" when I reach for the console, shoot them before they shoot me.

Killian goes back to the terminal.

TaíRang: I think the engery beings do not wish us to know what is in here or who.

Killian looks for the "revive" process.

Samantha: See if you can help him translate Ta. Well Vladimir, ready for history to wake up?

Vladimir: Yes.

TaíRang: I will try.

 

The lights go out.

Samantha: Oh crap.

Ta'Rang draws his pistol.

They realize by its sudden absense that there was a humming.

Killian: Yazarians don't need the light so much. In other words, this might be normal. Maybe.

Killian draws his ion pistols. Ta'Rang's eyes adjust to the darkness

Samantha: Yeah, well humans do so everyone not a Yazarian be careful if you feel the need to shoot things.

In the dark Sam backs slowly up against a wall and crouches low.

 

One noise, the same across a hundred species in the Milky Way and a few in the Frontier; the hiss of an opening stasis chamber echoes across the sudden silence. Servos, inactive for untold generations, slide the top of the sarcophagus off to the left. The room starts to get warmer. With a loud thud, the sarcophagus lid ends its journey and the sound of servos ceases.

Samantha: We come in peace?

There is no response from the sarcophagus.

Samantha: How long does it take, normally, to wake up from cold sleep?

Killian moves slowly closer.

Killian: I wonder if there's even anything in it.

There is a thick mist hanging over the open chamber.

Killian: Well... not gonna stick my head in to check.

Samantha: Ok then...

Killian: Well. Here we are.

Arthur: Well this is a bit.. unnerving.

Samantha stands up and moves closer to the sarcophagus.

TaíRang: jIH 'oH Ta'Rang vo'.

Killian: Not like the trids - something leaps out and eats you or shakes your hand...

 

Ta'Rang moves closer to the tomb as Samantha peeks inside. Ta'Rang looks inside as well. Inside is an ancient husk that looks like it was once a yazarian. Tall and imposing in life, the corpse has shrunken in on itself.

Samantha: Or it was designed as a very advanced mummification chamber. Dang he's tall.

Killian: Put a mummy in stasis? Kind of redundant.

Vladimir: Or it has been here for a very long time.

Ta'Rang studies the mummy.

Arthur: Or the stasis failed, perhaps?

Samantha: Possibly longer than intended?

Killian: It may have failed at one point or another - or maybe it wasn't 100% static and he's just been here forever and a half... Kind of an anti-climax, actually. Poor guy.

Caspar: I feel something, but it's faint in him.

Samantha: Faint?

Caspar: Yes

Samantha: Maybe he's still alive then?

Killian: Okay, creepy. But he's a dessicated husk - what could be... Is anyone else thinking what I'm thinking?

Arthur: I hope not. If I woke up looking like that, I'd walk up to the first thing I saw and kill it.

Caspar: Still sleeping

Killian: Remind me to take the mirror out of your cabin, just in case.

Samantha: Sleeping?

TaíRang: Does he live?

Caspar: Yes

TaíRang: Then wake him.

Killian: Doc, we might be able to pull one of the stasis tubes from the Mercury and move him to the med bay.

Killian: We want to wake him, not kill him, right?

Samantha: Do whatever the hell gets me off this planet faster.

Arthur: Very interesing comment. Insults are ammunition for the insecure. It will be alright.

Killian: Oh, Arthur, Arthur. Things will be hard for you around here.

Caspar: I have all the suff I need on the ship.

Samantha: Can we safely get him to the ship? actually. . .

Killian: We should retrieve one of the stasis tubes, get a power supply on it and get it over here to move him.

Samantha: [On COMM] Wade, how are the repairs on that shuttle?

Arthur: Hm.. why are we considering taking Bubba-Hotep with us, exactly?

Samantha: bubba ho-what? Nevermind... Because he's alive.

Wade: [On COMM] I'll check on it... Elvis has been working the problem

Wade checks on the shuttle.

TaíRang: You can use a hover bike as a power source

Wade: [On COMM] Elvis says at least another four hours for that paper mache ship, but the Mercury is ready to go.

Samantha: [On COMM] It's not paper mache, it's a damn skiff. Not everything is designed for combat.

Killian: Doc, let's go get some gear.

Samantha: It's moving him without breaking him I'm worried about.

Killian: We have power cells on the ship.

Caspar: Coming.

Wade: [On COMM] I agree, Ta was in command.

Samantha: [On COMM] You chased me down. I blame both of you.

Samantha: [On COMM] just remember who broke your tractor lock in a paper mache ship.

Wade: [On COMM] Yep that was good flyin... for a Navy brat.

Samantha: Navy Brat?! [On COMM] You're just jealous you couldn't hack it.

Wade: [On COMM] Yup that's me... I am the jealous type.

 

Killian and Doc go back to the ship to rig a tube and grab more medical gear.

Samantha: While they do that...

TaíRang: He will want his weapons upon his waking.

Samantha limps around looking at the various weapons and armor. Ta'Rang begins gathering the most advanced armor and weapons and taking them back to the mecury.

Samantha: Hey Ta, how do you plan on transporting all that? Walking?

TaíRang: If I have to.

 

Between the hover bikes and some walking they get the armor. weapons and Yazarian King back to the Mercury.

Samantha: Well, I have a cargo hold of an ancient Yazarian King, and bunch of his stuff.

Wade: Ok so what do we do with the dead/comatose/sleeping guy.... Rita is already in the only auto-doc/stasis tube we have.

Samantha slumps into a chair.

Ta'Rang returns to the tomb to return the three amulets to their owners.

Samantha: Is Exeter still in orbit?

Wade: Yeah should we blow it up? Just kidding

Elvis: No, Exeter left for the populated part of the system.

Samantha: Well, damn. I've got Rita still. And what are we going to do with his skiff?

Wade: So are we staying here with the shuttle, or leaving to find our fortunes.

Elvis: He did say he was coming back for the shuttle.

Samantha: Did he say when?

Wade: lets put Rita in the skiff... and leave this rock.

Samantha: I'm not leaving Rita in the skiff.

Samantha: Elvis, need some help?

Wade: how about we not leave Rita in the skiff...

Micah helps Ta secure the cargo.

Elvis: Sure.

Samantha: You do the heavy lifting.

Ta'Rang looks at the little robot.

Elvis: Of course.

Samantha proceeds to help Elvis

Samantha: Stupid things pack a punch.

Elvis: Things?

Wade watches Sam work up a sweat on the monitors.

Samantha: The energy beings.

TaíRang: Sam do I have time to return to the tomb.

Elvis: Ahh. My data on them is limited.

Samantha: Sure thing Ta. Take all the time you need.

Killian: Someone should go with, Ta.

Samantha: You win.

Ta'Rang returns to the tomb alone.

Killian: We've run into one or two problems with solo expeditions.

Samantha: If Ta wants to go alone, just keep a link open OK?

TaíRang: I will keep my comm open if you wish me to.

Samantha: Please, just in case. Thank you.

Killian helps Doc get the stasis tube set up in the Med bay. Killian also starts a double-check on the ship's system - what with all the problems we've been having.

 

Cpt. Exeter: [On COMM] Mercury this is Exeter. Come in.

Wade: [On COMM] This is Mercury.

Wade scans the Exeter looking for anything un-toward, nothing unusual comes up.

Cpt. Exeter: [On COMM] Mercury we are returning from Circe. How are repairs going?

Samantha: How's Rita Doc?

Wade: [On COMM] Repairs are almost complete, do you have our payment?

Samantha: Payment?

Samantha pokes her head onto the bridge.

Cpt. Exeter: [On COMM] Payment?

Caspar: Still fine and just unconscious.

Samantha: What the hell are you talking about?

Killian: Wade's been at the sauce again.

Wade: I assumed we were getting paid for helping these fine folks?

Cpt. Exeter: [On COMM] What are you getting at?

Samantha: No. Give me that.

Killian: Have you looked at our hold, Wade?

Wade: [On COMM] Never mind... repairs are almost complete.

Wade hands the mic to Sam.

Samantha: [On COMM] Captain, sorry about that. This is Samantha.

Killian: We have the freaking Yazarian Imperial Museum in there right now. Money is not the issue.

Cpt. Exeter: [On COMM] Hello Samantha. I hope you are well.

Wade grins... some of the boyishness returning to his eyes for a moment.

Samantha: [On COMM] I've been better. I've been worse. We have Rita, though she's injured.

Cpt. Exeter: [On COMM] I wondered where she was. I am glad she is only injured and not floating somewhere between here and wherever Mitch was taking us. Or more precisely, my ship.

Samantha: [On COMM] Yes, well. If you'd like I'll fly your skiff back up to you. Wade, meet us in orbit when Ta'Rang returns.

Cpt. Exeter: [On COMM] Is the LZ safe? I have a few passengers that are getting a little stir crazy. Fool brother of mine cost me a fortune on this stunt.

Wade: You got it boss

Killian: Safe is a relative term.

 

Ta'Rang whispers a sacred prayer, his voice cutting over his open comm.

Samantha: Doc is Rita able to be moved?

Caspar: Yes

Samantha: Elvis, help me get her into the Skiff.

Elvis: Okay.

Samantha: And come with me. I need you to stop me if I get an urge to shoot Mitch.

Elvis: Must I?

Samantha: You should. Yes.

Elvis: You're the boss, but I counsel against this.

Samantha: I'll take that under consideration.

Elvis: The "not shooting Mitch" part that is.

Samantha: I know.

Elvis: Well, as long as we're clear. HA HA HA

Samantha winces.

Samantha: Vladimir, Arthur, either of you want to return to the Exeter?

Elvis moves off to move Rita. I reallly need to get you a new laugh routine.

 

Vladimir: I would like to stay and study the ruins actually. Perhaps I can make arrangements with you or Captain Exeter to bring me supplies.

Samantha: I'll see what can be done.

Arthur: I'm not sure where I'm headed, honestly. If this little incursion with Vlad is over that is.. and not exactly knowing my part in it.

Vladimir: This is a once in a lifetime opportunity to explore something of this nature.

Killian: There are also supply runs from Circe for the planetforming. Could probably hook you up if we have to skedaddle.

Samantha: Well, I'm heading for White Light.

Vladimir: Perhaps Cpt Exeter would be willing to make a little extra. A semi-monthly supply run shouldn't be outside his means should it.

Samantha: I'll ask him.

Elvis: Ready Samantha.

Samantha: Ok, I'll be topside for a short piece.

Arthur: Well... I'm glad your Yazirian friend found all he did... but I feel like Vlad had me here chasing shadows.

 

Wade waits on Ta. Samantha heads off planet, with a sigh of relief, to dock with the Exeter.

Samantha: Sorry about getting your skiff shot up there Captain.

Cpt. Exeter: It needed to be done. How is your crew?

Samantha: Good, all things considered. Less frantic.

Cpt. Exeter: That's good.

Samantha: Vladimir wanted to know if you'd be willing to do a semi-monthly run for him.

Cpt. Exeter: Sounds tempting if there is any money in it. I suppose I will have to speak to him about it. I plan on landing anyway to give the passengers a chance to stretch their legs.

Samantha: Elvis, if you could help them get Rita to sickbay, please. Land? *shudders**

Elvis: Sure thing.

Elvis takes Rita to the Exeter sick bay.

Samantha: You do regular runs in this section of space Captain?

Cpt. Exeter: Mostly. I go where the profit is, but I mostly stay in the human quadrant.

Samantha: Well, if I find anyone needs a cargo moved I'll give them your name.

 

Micah skitters onto the bridge. Wade looks at Micah...

Wade: What?

Micah waves at Wade.

Micah: Just checking in. Done securing the cargo.

Micah looks at Arthur.

Micah: Are you staying?

Arthur: Your guess is as good as mine.

Wade: Don't scamper Micah... it's un-dignified, and thanks.

Micah: It's faster that way, Wade.

Wade looks at Arthur with a twinkle in his eye

Arthur double-takes at Wade.

Wade: you could join us... we're pirates.

Micah turns to Arthur again.

Arthur: Pirates, eh?

Micah: Well, apart from not actually committing piracy yet.

Arthur: Well.. I'm merely a merchant... of sorts at least.

Wade: Yep, Cap'n Sam is the bloodiest lass to ever terrorize the space lanes.... and she's spoken for.

Micah: What's your name?

Arthur looks at Micah. Micah rotates his head and the lights on his "face" form a "questioning look."

Arthur: Arthur Dane.

Micah rocks back on his hind legs and tilts his torso back, changing his appearance from a quadroped to a biped, and extends one "arm."

Micah: Pleased to meet you, Arthur Dane.

Wade: If you want to join up just make sure to tell the Captain that you heard we were a worhty pirate crew and you are here to sign up

Arthur: And I you. And you sir, (looks at Wade). If your invitation was sincere.. I am known to be quite the "acquirer of specialty goods." I don't think that conversation will go as you plan. She's already informed me that you are pirates. Back when you were lighting up our shuttle.

Wade: Cool, we don't have a supply officer/purser yet. Welcome aboard

Arthur: Glad to be part.

Arthur beams a smile. Micah is still holding his hand out to Arthur. Arthur holds the smile, and grips Micah's hand.

Micah shakes Arthur's hand, then returns to his usual "mode" as a four-leg.

 

Cpt. Exeter: Sure thing. I'd appreciate that. So tell me something. Why were you running from your crew?

Samantha: I like your ship. She flies well. Because. . . That's a really hard one to explain. Heh. I really can't say why Captain. Just one of those things.

Cpt. Exeter: I see. They need a good Captain. Keep them inline.

Samantha: No kidding. I wasn't sure I was good enough I don't think.

Cpt. Exeter: I think they think you are. In the end, that's all that matters.

Samantha: But, if they're willing to shoot me out of the sky, I guess they want to keep me. Now to get them to stop shooting at things.

Cpt. Exeter: I've seen the wanted posters of you ship and crew when I was dropping Mitch off with UPF authorities.

Samantha: Oh. Hmmm.. reminds me. Dropped Mitch off huh? Damn, I wanted to give him a good slap. I'm not fond of mutiny.

Cpt. Exeter: I think they are going to be looking somewhere around Truane's Star for you.

Samantha: I suppose I owe you a thanks for that goose chase?

Cpt. Exeter: We'll see. I don't think you and your crew are bad folk. Looks like you've been pinched a few times and you get testy quick. Hope I'm not wrong, but I'll take a chance.

Samantha: We've had more than our fair share of bad things go to worse.

Cpt. Exeter: But just in case, you and yours better be somewhere else. I told them I had to shoot my own shuttle out of the sky and it was mentioned that an investigator would be along in a day or two.

Samantha: We should be long gone by then. I still have an appointemnt in White Light.

Cpt. Exeter: Good luck with that.

Samantha: Hopefully next time we meet, it'll be under better circumstances.

Cpt. Exeter: With any sort of luck.

Samantha: Let's get your passengers some air. If they need it.

Cpt. Exeter: Good idea. You want to take her in?

Samantha: Sure. I can shoot back with the Exeter.

Samantha smiles and lands the Exeter near the Mercury.

 

Micah: Do you want me to go find Ta?

A low hmmming chant over the comm comes from Ta'Rang still.

Killian takes a look at some of the items Ta brought back. Samantha hands Elvis her datapad with the info she gathered while on the Exeter.

Samantha: Elvis, do me a favor and keep a copy of this.

Elvis: Sure. What for?

Samantha: Just to have a backup.

Elvis shrugs.

Elvis: Okay. Weird, but okay.

Elvis copies the data to his own core.

Samantha: And, look at the coordinates of the star, tell me if it's familiar. Weird? With this crew you use the word weird?

Elvis: Yeah right. What was I thinking.

Samantha: Okay Doc. I'm all yours. Killian, Elvis. Got a request for both of you.

Elvis: The star is something that has been on the star charts for at least as far back as I have records. White giant. Lot's of energy being dumped. I don't have an in depth survey.

Samantha: might explain the ghosts I had on sensors. I think I have some ribs that aren't where they started too, Doc.

 

Killian puts down the strange Yazarian object and listens to Sam.

Samantha: Killian, see if you can trick the repairs system into thinking the Mercury has a different hull shape. She needs a makeover if we ever plan on docking in UPF space again.

Killian: That's not a short project, I think, but I'll get on it and run some simulations.

Doc starts to take sam to the auto-doc.

Elvis: Oh a makeover. It should work, but would take a lot of time to do safely. Months at least.

Killian: Could probably have it make a "second hull" to hide the shape from casual scans easily enough.

Samantha: Well, start with adding fins or something.

Killian: Turn our slipstreamer into a blockhead. I still have those two construction bots I made for the Hammer.

Samantha: I just need to dock in White Light soon.

Wade: Well as soon as Ta gets back I'll get you there.

Elvis: Well, we would have to designate a new hull design. It would be tricking the repair system at every level to think that the current configuration is a damaged state and letting the repairing hull reconfigure itself. Would drain almost everything from the replication unit to do so. We would probably have to start stocking supplies.

Killian: We also have a ship's beacon to re-program, maybe Doc can work on that in its spare time. We can literally gather up rocks for the replicator. Though we should do that before we leave.

Elvis: Oh sure, but it will still consume most of the resources that the replication unit has available.

Samantha: Just leave enough to make dinner.

Elvis: That's not hard, but it adds more time.

Killian: Micah can gather some source matter while we get ready to leave.

Wade: I say forget that... we don't need to change the hull that badly.... we can outrun or outgun most ships we meet.

Micah: On it.

Samantha: I still need to dock. Or did you never want to get into a poker game again?

Caspar: When is Ta is coming back?

Killian: If we make a false shell, it shouldn't take too long to hide the ship.

Wade: Oh all right...

Killian: Ta is humming to himself and not answering.

Killian heads to the engineering console.

Samantha: Ta is, as far as I can tell, honoring his ancsestors.

Wade: Boy is he!

Cpt. Exeter: I may be going through White Light. We can meet there so you can dock, at least this one time.

Samantha: I'd appreciate that a great deal Captain.

Samantha: Ok, I'm going to lie down and forget I was used for target practice for a while.

Caspar: You better.

 

Roll End Credits

[ghost-angel]

Re: Gemini Ascendant Episodes

 

Season 03 - Episode 068 (Season Episode 14)

Samantha: Do you need a second pilot for a straight run to White Light Captain?

Cpt. Exeter: It would not hurt anything.

Arthur: I can fly. I'm a pilot.

Samantha: Liscensed Pilot?

Arthur: Yes.

TaíRang: Now is he any good?

Killian: We're being overrun by pilots.

Samantha: Anyone thinks that they can fly Killian.

Arthur: My line of work called for it. *shrugs**

Wade: We can start our own squadron.

Samantha: Captain, I'll leave it your hands who your second is.

TaíRang: you go Sam you want to go to White Light.

Cpt. Exeter: As I see it, you are the one who needs to make this meet you've arranged. As the Exeter is the landing ship in this party, seems to make more sense for you to join me.

TaíRang: Hell Take Arthur with ya for that matter.

Samantha: I know. exactly what do you plan on doing then?

TaíRang: We can hide ourselVes pretty well.

Samantha: You chased me down only to say "oh, nevermind. you can go?" Alright then, am I captain of the Mercury still?

Wade: Always.

Caspar: Yes.

TaíRang: Hmmmm.

Wade: But current reg prohibit the captain from being alone on an away mission.

Killian watches the wrangling.

Samantha: *looks at Killian** Well?

Killian looks at Samantha, raises one eyebrow.

Samantha: I'll take that as a yes.

Wade: Well what, he's just a technician... I vote that only pilots vote.

Ta'Rang crosses arms over his chest.

Killian: If you're offering me a choice between you and Wade as captain, I think you can make that guess well enough.

Samantha: Ta'Rang, you're first mate. I'm not onboard, you're in charge. Killian, it hasn't been said, you're officially my engineer. Wade, pilot. Doc, you're my medic.

Wade smiles broadly.

Wade: Thanks Killian, but Sam is our captain.

Caspar: Good

Samantha: I've had enough of this dirtball.

Wade: Cool.

Samantha: The cargo in the Mercury is currently Ta'Rangs personal property. No one so much as mentions it's existance unless he says so.

Wade starts the lift off procedure.

Killian: Let me double-check the power circuits for the engine to make sure we don't have another problem like the transporters.

Samantha: Ta, you take the Mercury to White Light sector. Elvis, Killian you spend your time seeing if you can disguise her hull using the repair technology.

Wade: Good idea...

Samantha: I broke the transporter.

Arthur: And that leaves me as... luxury passenger? *smiles widely**

Wade smiles broadly, again.

Samantha: Stupid thing annoyed me anyways. Arthur, you're with me in the Exeter.

Killian: The engines are pretty solid. I need to spend a few hours on Micha in the next couple of days, but I can get started on the "non-cloak cloak" now.

Arthur: Ah. Gotcha.

Samantha: When you get to White Light, hide her in deep space, wait for us. We're going to leave her in hiding until the hull isn't a dead giveaway.

TaíRang: Right Captain we'll head for White Light.

Samantha: I'll need several days at least in White Light. I have two probablems to solve.

TaíRang: How will we know if you are ok?

Samantha: Captain Exeter, permission to board. I'm ready when you are. I'll be fine.

Ta'Rang then looks at Wade.

Samantha: I'll be just over a day behind you. If you want, run along side us.

TaíRang: Doc keep your Hynpo spray handy.

Wade: How can we run alomg side when you are in jump transit and we are in real space?

TaíRang: Guess we can run at half speed.

Wade: Once Sam leaves... I get to shoot the first person that tries to knock me out. Riiiight.... half speed

Killian: Unless they succeed.

TaíRang: Ya we'll see...Don't need you acting up then alright.

Wade: bite me...

Samantha: Enough bickering!

Cpt. Exeter: Permission is granted.

 

TaíRang: Wade lets you and me figure their time frame to each jump piont and beat them there.

Samantha: Wade has promised me he will not shoot anyone. As far as I'm concerned that's all I need from him.

TaíRang: I might.

Wade: No problems...

Killian and Micah head to the main engineering console to work up a few models on rapid ship "skinning".

Samantha turns and boards the Exeter.

Samantha: Someone get me off this goram rock.

Arthur follows Sam.

Killian: Shiny.

Cpt. Exeter: You fly us out Sam.

TaíRang: Wade lets launch.

 

TaíRang: Captain Exter, Whats your first jump point?

Cpt. Exeter transmits the first set of coordinates.

Wade: coordinates received Ta...

TaíRang: Wade, you want to meet them at this location.

Wade seals the Mercury and boosts at the full 22 Gs of acceleration and then jumps to max warp as soon as possible.... making for white light like his tail is on fire. Samantha launches like she's on a freighter with passengers.

TaíRang: Yaaahaayyyy

 

Samantha: Arthur, what are you what your doing next, you mentioned being a trader?

Arthur: That I am.. of sorts. I hadn't anything planned really. The one called Wade had invited me aboard the Mercury whilst you were speaking with Exeter.

Samantha: he did, to what capacity?

 

TaíRang: Doc, how is the King?

Caspar: Sleeping.

TaíRang: Is he improving or the same?

Caspar: He is the same but his body is dead. I feel something. But it is locked somewhere inside him.

TaíRang: So we have a live mind in a dead body.

Caspar: Yes spark of mind in dead body.

TaíRang: Thanks Doc.

Caspar: You are welcome.

Arthur: To the capacity that he stated there was no trader or one skilled in commerce on board.

Samantha: Welcome aboard then, I could use someone versed in that area.

Arthur: Greatful to be a part. Feel free to use whatever talents I possess. And there are some I have not yet mentioned. *says this unsmiling, with a furrowed brow**

Samantha: oh yeah?

Arthur: Yeah.. but.. we'll fry that fish when the oil's hot.

 

The journey to White Light is uneventful. Wade arrives well ahead of the Exeter and the Mercury crew is forced to wait. Over a day later the Exeter herself jumps into sensor range.

Wade: Hmm... Ta the Exeter is finally here. [On COMM] Exeter do you copy... this is spectre three.

TaíRang: Keep her on sensors.

Wade: Shall I target the engines?

TaíRang: No not yet

Cpt. Exeter: [On COMM] Spectre 3 this is Exeter. Status?

Samantha laughs

Wade: [On COMM] We are here.... and ready await orders.

Samantha: Captain, dock with the ship.

Wade: [On COMM] Should I de-cloak? or are you good enough to dock while cloaked?

Cpt. Exeter: [On COMM] Exeter to Spectre 3, we need to dock. I need you to uncloak.

Wade: [On COMM] Why? Just kiddin

Ta'Rang heads for the airlock.

Cpt. Exeter: [On COMM] Spectre 3, stop fooling around. You want the ball or should I take it?

Wade: [On COMM] That is Captain Arkens call Exeter...

Samantha: oh hell.

TaíRang: Wade, help them.

Wade: [On COMM] We are standing by for docking manuevers

Samantha: [On COMM] Stand still then.

Cpt. Exeter: [On COMM] Spectre 3 I've got the ball. *sounds exasperated**

Cpt. Exeter begins docking maneuvers.

Samantha: *to Cpt. Exeter** You see what I have to deal with?

Ta'Rang frowns.

Cpt. Exeter: *to Sam** Yeah.

Arthur: They are a bunch of cartoons.

Arthur laughs.

Samantha: Alright everybody.

 

Wade: Yeesh you'd think he thought we were a carrier or something. This is more like clamping onto a a diving bell.

Killian: What was that noise?

Samantha: Mental note, new paint.

The Exeter comes in a little faster than what it should have. Luckily Wade notices and starts a slow burn to synch up the connect speed to lessen the impact.

Killian: Evidently, in space, people CAN hear you scream.

Samantha: Captain, we'll be ten minutes.

TaíRang: What's up Sam

Wade: [On COMM] Damn watch the paint there bud...

Cpt. Exeter: [On COMM] Sorry about that. I should have probably had Sam dock.

Wade: [On COMM] I like to dock with Sam too... I don't blame you.

Samantha facepalms.

Cpt. Exeter: [On COMM] Uhhh....say again? No, nevermind.

Samantha: He'll never get to dock with me at that rate. Captain, I'm going to get me crew off her. I'll be a few minutes.

Samantha boards the Mercury. Ta'Rang salutes Sam, Samantha Salutes Ta'Rang. Cpt. Exeter joins you all on the Mercury.

Samantha: Elvis, you rigged to remote control the Merc from your current body?

Ta'Rang looks at Sam.

Elvis: You think this body came from Bots 'R' Us? Of course. I am as connected now to the integral systems as ever.

Samantha pats Elvis on the cheek.

Elvis: And let me tell you how hard it was not to mess with Killian when he was doing system diagnostics. HA HA HA.

Samantha winces at the laugh.

Samantha: We got a time frame on the hull reconfiguration? I hate that laugh.

Elvis: I know.

Ta'Rang groans.

Wade: I like it... it reminds me of... BOB.

Samantha: Ta, Doc, how's our cargo?

Arthur: I find it rather distinctive.

Killian: It's still over three weeks until we can fool anyone.

Samantha: That works.

TaíRang: Dead but alive.

Elvis: Thank you Arthur. Sam, I think Arthur should be part of the crew. He has style.

Samantha: Oddly, that makes sense these days. He is part of the crew for now.

Wade: So he is the new hired help?

Samantha: Arthur is my new acquisitions chief.

TaíRang: Lucky you

Elvis: And what is my official title?

Arthur bowswith a flourish.

Wade: Have we discussed his salary?

Samantha: I'm still thinking of something suitably noble for you Elvis.

Ta'Rang slaps Arthur on the back, hard.

Elvis: Like anybody gets paid anymore. You guys haven't pulled off a solid paying job in over a month.

Wade: Hmm... flight attendant.... stewardess... gopher

Elvis: Wade, I can sabotage your sleep chamber with a thought.

Samantha: Currently Elvis outranks the Pilot.

Elvis preens.

TaíRang: No Elvis is our comic relief person.

Wade: He gets more respect thats for sure.

Samantha: Ok, gather everything important. We're leaving the Mercury to do her thing out here. It's because I love you so much Wade.

TaíRang: What?

Samantha: Will our cargo be ok?

TaíRang: Doc?

Wade: Hmmm....

Caspar: what?

Elvis: Cloaked ship. Force field. Stasis chamber. Why wouldn't he be ok?

Killian grabs a portable terminal, spare core and tools.

Samantha: We have a cold chamber we can store him in.

TaíRang: Will the King be ok?

Caspar: Yes.

Wade thinks that the king will wake up and hijack the Mercury while we are gone. Micah follows Killian.

Wade: Uhm Ta... the king dude is dead already.

Samantha: Ok, as long as no one thinks he'll get any less dead. or more dead.

TaíRang: Yes but part of him is still alive, Wade

Wade: Wade says... I'll be a short while.

Samantha: We can do some research while in sector and hooked into a 'net.

Samantha goes to pack. . . Where's my flight jacket?

Elvis: Maybe he has a sentient parasite in him. I scanned some info about those from the Terran Empire folks. Kinda creepy, but cool.

Ta'Rang mumbles to himself.

Samantha: sentient parasite? *shivers**

Killian: You had to ask.

 

Ta'Rang walks off to pack. Killian returns for a small cartload of spare parts and tools.

Elvis: Yeah, they breed a sentient slave species that look a lot like yazarians. Then they clamp onto the spine like some sort of data shunt to control them.

 

Wade gathers his tools, guns, equipment, armored envirosuit, personal shield, and an extra phase pistol.... loads them on his bike and transfers the whole mess to the Exeter. Ta'Rang gathers his weapons and his computer and other belongings.

TaíRang: Damn, I need my bike too

Samantha: Captain, if you could do us the favor of a short run to White Light R&R.

Killian looks thoughtfully at his ion pistols and makes a few notes and sketches on his PDA while waiting. Everyone gathers their important things and takes up some space on the Exeter for a short run in system.

Samantha: And apparently I owe you a little for some extra cargo.

Micah: Anyone need any help moving things?

TaíRang: NO.

Cpt. Exeter: We'll talk about payment later. All aboard.

Cpt. Exeter returns to his ship.

Arthur: Hopefully he remembered his curling iron.

 

Samantha grabs her kit and will be the last off the Mercury.

Samantha: Elvis, lock her down tight.

Elvis: Sam, the Mercury is cloaked and shields are up. Where do you want it parked?

Samantha: See you three weeks. *pats the hull**

Killian: Everybody remember where we parked.

Wade: Right here

Samantha: Any asteroids in the area we can park her next to? Or here. Really. No reason to move.

Elvis: I've interfaced with the nav computer and I have exact coordinates stored. We're as ready as we can be.

Samantha: Let's go. Ok, my first meeting is, hopefully, with Margiar.

Cpt. Exeter: Margiar?

TaíRang: Ah I wondered what is so important.

Killian: Let me know if you need any help, Captains.

Samantha: You've heard of him?

Cpt. Exeter: No. Just hoping you would elaborate.

Samantha: He's a trader I did a run for a little while back.

Killian settles down to help Micah study and starts disassembling his ion pistols...

Cpt. Exeter: Ahhh. Maybe he can hook me up too.

Samantha: I was looking for some information that passed our way he might have some insight into.

Cpt. Exeter: Should I ask about the info?

Samantha: Depends, how.. to put it lightly, how under the table do you work?

Arthur 's ears perk up.

Samantha: I've only dealth with him a few times, he prefers discretion.

Cpt. Exeter: I'm usually up front, but times are getting tough. I still have to off load these damn textiles I picked up in Liberty.

Samantha: I've not done anything illegal however. Yeah, sorry about those. But, Mitch was pretty convincing.

Killian 's ears perk up.

Cpt. Exeter: He always is.

Arthur: Is Rita alright?

Ta'Rang looks the other way and at Wade.

Cpt. Exeter: She has remained unconscious.

Samantha: Anyone remember how long Taffy was down for?

Arthur: I feel somewhat responsible.. being I put one of those holes into her. Didn't see another choice.

Cpt. Exeter: I'm still confused how that whole thing worked out. Taffy?

Samantha: You and me both.

Arthur shrugs.

Samantha: Another old friend.

Cpt. Exeter: Ah.

Samantha: We've encountered this issue before. alien possession. Not pretty.

Wade: yeah we shot him too.

Arthur: She went ape-shi.... *glances at Ta'Rang** She went a little hostile and needed to be dealt with.

Samantha: He was awake after several months. So, hopefully Rita comes around.

Cpt. Exeter: Alien possession. I have this funny feeling in my gut that I am not going to like hearing about this.

Samantha: Just, be patient with her. You probably aren't. How about your hear it over drinks in a bar?

Cpt. Exeter: I think that would be the best choice. Wade, you want to fly this bucket in?

Wade: Sure

Wade takes the pilot seat...

Samantha: Tramp Freight. With Passengers.

Wade smiles and heads the Exeter for White Light at a leisurely freighter like pace.

Samantha: Actually, I tihnk I owe them for Kaspa-G Karaoke Night. . .

Killian: I don't know that you can make up for that. Time lost that can never be regained, things heard that can never be unheard.

 

Samantha: You really think I look better as a blonde, Wade?

Wade: I think you look better period... blonde, brunette, or bald. *smiles charmingly**

Arthur holds back bile.

Ta'Rang decides to mediate will they are enroute.

Samantha: I suppose the real question is will I get a straight answer out of you. Killian, opnion. Blonde? or no?

Killian: I've always been a big fan of brunettes. And blondes. Redheads.

Wade: Ya see Sam I am not so shallow as to like you for only your ample physical attributes... its your mind I love.

Killian: Platinum. Actually, I like purple, too. Green.

Samantha: nevermind.

Arthur: Well, I am shallow. But I've never seen anything different. So it's hard to say.

Killian: Just make the eyebrows match. And contrast with your skin tone.

Elvis: You would look good with a metallic chrome look.

Killian: Anodized.

Killian nods to Elvis.

Samantha drops her head onto the console

Killian: Titanium Gold. Bulletproof.

Elvis: Mission successful.

Killian goes back to reassembling parts from his pistols into something... new...

Samantha: Tell me we've completed docking.

 

Wade: Docking complete Cap. Only took about 30 seconds...

Samantha: Grab a hotel people. We'll be here a short stay.

Wade: How long is short boss? Are we here for the duration?

Samantha: Merc will be done in three weeks.

Wade: Gotcha... low profile?

Killian: We can only hope.

Samantha: So low they don't even know you're there.

Wade straps on his guns.

Wade carries only his stunner hidden in a shoulder holster under his jacket.

 

Samantha: I'm Meeting Margiar to get more information on where Elvis' body came from. And seeing if he wants to help fund the reconstruction of the Star Hammer, assuming he has need for a trust worthy crew and ship to move things around the frontier for him.

The crew takes a few days to unwind.

Samantha: I'm going alone to meet Magiar, as I told him I would.

 

Two days pass. Ta'Rang returns to his room and studies his anciet history and language. Wade is sleeping off a binge. Killian continues to fuss at his hobby, check to see if he can help the others. Doc is in its room resting.

 

Sam walks into the Alert-5 bar apparently as happy hour is kicking off. The bar is full of people and loud music. She spots an empty booth near the front door. Margiar is not to be seen. Samantha takes it, facing the door. It is a full ten minutes before the waitress comes buy. She sets a bottle and beer glass on the table.

Samantha: Dare I ask?

Waitress shrugs.

Waitress: Bartender asked me to give that to you.

Samantha: Alright then.

Waitress heads off to take another order. Samantha tries to catch sight of the bartender, see who he is. The bartender is an older human, fat, with thinning gray hair. His face is set to scowl and he looks grumpy even when smiling. Before she starts to pour, she notices something at the bottom of the beer glass. Samantha stops and examines the glass. There is a small disc sitting in the bottom of the glass. It looks like an ear bud. Samantha cracks a smile, the beer is yazarian.

 

Samantha discreetly dumps the ear bud out, and double checks the bottle to make sure nothing inside is still alive before pouring it.

Margiar: [On COMM] Samantha?

Samantha: [On COMM] One and only.

Margiar: [On COMM] You are being watched. Drink your beer and listen.

Samantha: [On COMM] Naturally.

Samantha takes a sip.

Margiar: [On COMM] I'm not sure why you sent a message, but you attracted some attention to both you and me. What do you need?

Samantha: [On COMM] I need to know where those electronics came from, and a business proposal.

Margiar: [On COMM] I suppose I shouldn't blame you. Look across the room. There is a dralasite wearing a kaspa g hat. He is the spotter. You need to get out of the bar without him knowing. There is a service entrance to the kitchen, but he is watching that too. If you attack him, it will alert his snatch team and they will respond. I will not be able to help you.

Samantha: [On COMM] Once I leave?

Margiar: [On COMM] If you can get out, turn left and head towards the transport tubes. There is a newstand there. Tell the person there you want "yesterday's news."

Samantha: [On COMM] Alright.

 

Samantha sips her beer, then pulls our her comm like she got an incoming call.

Samantha: [Text MSG] Arthur, you available?

Arthur: [Text MSG] I am.

Samantha: [Text MSG] Alert-5, stand between me and kaspa-g for a few seconds.

Arthur makes his way to Alert-5. Hastily.

Arthur: [Text MSG] Acknowledged

Margiar: [On COMM] They will see you once you're out of the bar, make sure you move quickly to the newsstand. You may have to fight, but do so only to allow yourself time to move away from the situation.

Arthur arrives at Alert-5.

Samantha: [On COMM] Yay.

Arthur casually takes in the environment, moving in line of sight as described by Sam. Samantha uses Arthur as cover to slip outside the bar, hopefully the spotter loses her just long enough.

Margiar: [On COMM] You might want to alert your friends that they are in danger. The big bad wolf is going to blow their house down once you slip away.

 

Samantha reaches into her pocket and turns her comm to Voice Out to Ta'Rang just as she gets outside.

Samantha: [On COMM] Yeah, well we're stuck on station, no ride.

Alerted to the danger, Samantha see's two humans detach from the crowd and start moving in on her. They are trying very desperately to appear casual. A light crowd is in the station cooridor with them. Samantha talks to her Comm as she moves

Samantha: [On COMM] Ta?

TaíRang: [On COMM] Ya.

Samantha: [On COMM] Possible trouble, stay alert, tell the others.

TaíRang: [On COMM] Right.

Samantha leaves her comm open but puts her personal headset away

TaíRang: [On COMM] Wade? Doc you there?

Wade: [On COMM] Whats up?

Caspar: [On COMM] Yes?

 

Sam also sees a man duck into the doorway ahead of her.

 

TaíRang: [On COMM] Sam says we have trouble coming keep alert.

Wade: [On COMM] Got it.

TaíRang: [On COMM] Doc we have trouble going , can you take a look with yiour senses?

 

Samantha moves to the opposite side of the hall the doorway is on as she moves past, ready for someone to jump her.

 

TaíRang: [On COMM] Killian, we have trouble coming!

Killian: [On COMM] Moving.

Caspar: [On COMM] I am going to try.

 

The other man slips out of the doorway and begins to follow you, quickening his pace to try to catch up without running.

 

Margiar: [On COMM] They are trying to lock onto my signal. So far so good.

Killian: Micah, run.

 

Samantha uses the crowd, as it is, to keep people between them.

TaíRang: [On COMM] killian, you got all your toys with you?

 

She sees the newsstand just a few meters ahead.

 

Arthur: [On COMM] Should I follow, or remain?

 

Killian checks locations on the station grid to direct Micah and he jogs after the droid.

 

Samantha: [On COMM] Get clear.

TaíRang: [On COMM] Arthur, you need to be on the look out, we have trouble coming for us.

 

Samantha heads for the newsstand

 

Micah sprints through the hotel lobby and into the corridor, fast like a freak.

Micah: [On COMM] Tactical info, anyone?

 

Arthur you notices a small group of armored security officers gathering down the corridor, getting ready to head into the Hotel sector.

 

The newstand clerk looks bored.

Samantha: Hiya. Got Yesterday's Papers?

 

Arthur: [On COMM] We have Blue moving into the Hotel sector.

Micah: [On COMM] Sam, Ta, do you have video to transmit? I need a target.

TaíRang: [On COMM] Yes on my chronocom.

 

Killian sprints after Micah.

 

The clerk's eyes light up. He directs her to an open conduit cover behind the stand.

Clerk: Close it when you get in.

Samantha scrambles in and closes it behind her

Samantha: Thanks love.

 

Everybody feels Doc's mind connect them together in a web. Ta'Rang assembles his laser rifle and unpacks his pistols. Everybody but Killian that is. His mind rejects the link.

 

Sam herself in a tight crawlspace. Arthur notes the police units have not started moving yet.

Samantha: [On COMM] I hope you cleaned for spiders Mar.

Samantha moves down the crawlspace

 

Ta'Rang checks his pistols and sets them to kill.

 

Margiar: [On COMM] You are in the conduit then. If you positioned yourself to the left, continue on for about five meters. There will be a hatchway on the floor. Open it up but don't drop through.

Samantha: [On COMM] You're lucky I'm small

 

Arthur: [Mind Web] Security forces are gathering at the door. Apparently headed to the Hotel District.

 

Margiar: [On COMM] I chose it because of that.

 

Samantha: [Mind Web] What a new and bizarre sensation. sorry for the wake up. The simple never is.

 

Arthur notices one of the officers holding his hand up to his helmet. He looks like he is talking to somebody.

 

Samantha: [Mind Web] because we have no ship, and stations are small, if you can get dirtside do it. better chance to hide.

TaíRang: [Mind Web] great...... lets move out.

 

Samantha gets to the hatch, which she discovers leads to the transit tubes. She hears an oncoming car.

 

Micah: [On COMM] Update please, do I have a target?

 

Everybody but Arthur is still in the hotel district. Arthur is one district over in the retail district.

 

TaíRang: [Mind Web] Wade lets get a transit to the surface.

 

Samantha opens the hatch and peeks in.

Samantha: [On COMM] OK, you're my guide.

 

TaíRang: [On COMM] Micah, hold your position.

 

The car stops under Sam's hatch and rotates around until the door faces her. The door then opens to reveal an empty transit car. Micah skids to a halt in the station main corridor.

Margiar: [On COMM] Get in.

Samantha drops in The doors close tight behind her.

Samantha: [Mind Web] Elvis in this?

Margiar: [On COMM] Buckle in.

Samantha buckles up.

Samantha: [Mind Web] Someone make Damn Sure Elvis is not taken. He's the key home.

The car suddenly accelerates.

Samantha: [On COMM] YIPE!

 

Ta'Rang opens his door and looks up and down the hallway.

Margiar: [On COMM] So where is your crew?

Samantha: [On COMM] On the move

Margiar: [On COMM] Are they local?

TaíRang: [Mind Web] Wade ,Doc , Killian you moving?

Samantha: [On COMM] Some are on station I believe.

Killian: [On COMM] Just caught up with Micah in the main corridor.

Wade: [Mind Web] working on it Ta.

Margiar: [On COMM] Signal them to leave. You can contact them later.

Samantha: [On COMM] Already done.

Margiar: [On COMM] Good. Get ready for a bump.

Killian: [On COMM] Urgent or casual?

Caspar: moving

 

Samantha: [Mind Web] guys, I'm going radio dead, I'll listen as long as Doc keeps this up. See you on the dirt.

TaíRang: [Mind Web] head for transit bay, let's get us a ship and head for the surface.

 

Samantha turns off her PDA completely, keeping only the earbud Margiar gave her on for now.

Samantha: [Mind Web] look casual, move fast, by the way.

 

Arthur moves to find a transit. The transit car bursts out of the hull of the station at the end of the line and shoots out into space.

 

TaíRang: [Mind Web] I never look casual, Sam.

 

Killian gets his things and checks out, then catches up with the others.

Killian: *psssst* Micah, hide these...

Samantha: [Mind Web] someone get my kit.

TaíRang: [Mind Web] I'll get it Sam

 

Samantha: [On COMM] And me without an EVA.

A few minutes later, the car is snatched up by a tractor beam.

Margiar: [On COMM] Gotcha. You'll be comfortably in my ship in a second or two.

Samantha: [On COMM] I hope you at least got me flowers.

Margiar: [On COMM] You asked ME out.

Samantha: [On COMM] oh yeah

 

TaíRang: [On COMM] Great Micah, lets move it no gun fire unless shot at first.

Samantha: [Mind Web] oh, and I just got ejected from the station. I'm clear.

Micah: [On COMM] I'm not the one that has that problem, Ta.

 

Alarms start sounding on the station. "Pressure loss in Sector Blue-9."

 

TaíRang: [Mind Web] Arthur where are you? Wade!

 

Killian checks map for Blue-9 and pulls his helmet out of his luggage.

Wade: [Mind Web] yes Ta?

Blue 9 is the hotel sector.

 

Samantha's transport car gets brought up into the ship.

 

TaíRang: [Mind Web] That you?

Wade: [Mind Web] Yes Ta?

Samantha: [Mind Web] Wade?

Wade: [Mind Web] Yes Sam?

Arthur: [Mind Web] In the retail district, trying to find a ride out.

Killian: [On COMM] Is everyone clear of the hotel sector? Sound off.

Samantha: [Mind Web] I'll be fine.

Arthur: [On COMM] I am in the Retail sector.

TaíRang: [Mind Web] See you on the surface then.

 

 

The doors to Sam's car pop open. Margiar is standing outside, pointing a blaster at Sam.

Margiar: So tell me why you wanted to meet Sam?

 

The crew is starting to converge on the docking area. The dock is surprisingly quiet. Announcements continue to declare a loss of pressure in Blue-9.

TaíRang: [On COMM] Elvis?

Elvis: [On COMM] Yes.

TaíRang: [On COMM] have you been listening to what is happening

Elvis: [On COMM] Yes. Our ride out of here should be arriving shortly. I have hacked into the station systems and appropriated a docking ring in the cargo section for our escape. You should meet me there.

TaíRang: [On COMM] Elvis ,we may need to get the Mecury down to the planet unseen as we are being looked for on the station and I don't think that you should be found either.

TaíRang: [On COMM] Elvis we'll meet you there.

Elvis: [On COMM] Ta'Rang, the docking ring will never indicate something docked there. And as far as being seen.. come on, what do you take me for. You will feel a little weird entering the cloaked Mercury, but you will enter it.

TaíRang: [Mind Web] does everybody get that info? [On COMM] you're right there Elvis.

It seems station personnel are being diverted to the pressure leak. The crew has little trouble making to the docking ring. Elvis is waiting there and shuffles them inside the cloaked ship. Wade arrives from outside the station to the other airlock.

 

Samantha: Hello. I told you. I wanted to know how you came by those electronics. And a business proposal.

Margiar: Of course. And you are not working with UPF intelligence then?

Samantha: Not that I'm aware of.

Margiar: Interesting, since you have been an operative for them in the past and then for the Terran Empire.

Samantha: Yep.

Margiar: Let's talk.

Samantha: Please. Preferably without the gun pointed directly at me.

Margiar: The electronics have been sitting in that station warehouse for some time. They were a list of assets I had available on my most recent mission. Where they were before that, I have no idea.

Samantha: They were sitting there for 12 years, 113 days and some odd hours. Who added them to your asset list?

Margiar: I don't ask those questions.

Samantha: Naturally. You know what was in those crates?

Margiar: I don't care. I gave them to you as a bonus because of the quality of service.

Samantha: Alright then. I appreciate that gift more than you could possibly imagine.

Margiar: So you have a business proposition then? As a reward?

Samantha: I came into possesion of a Yazarian Cruiser recently. needs some work.

Margiar: I am aware of that. Sitting in dry dock in Liberty by now I'd wager.

Samantha: With any luck. I need a backer to fix her up. I figure you could use a realiable source of discreet transport.

Margiar: A backer? Me?

Samantha: Or maybe you know someone. You didn't seem to blink at the price incease I tossed at you. Who knows, maybe next time you want to quietly move across the Route you won't need to find some random crew.

Sam notices somebody else has joined her and Margiar. Human female by the silhouette, but she can't make out any features. Samantha pretends not to notice the figure just yet.

Margiar: I had a mission and designated assets. Your price was within those parameters.

Samantha: Mission, so who do you work for then?

Margiar: Now I think we both can agree I cannot tell you that. Let's just say I fix problems for people.

Margiar puts his weapon away.

Margiar: You really had no idea did you?

Samantha: I'm generally in the dark about everything. You get used to it.

Margiar: How delightful. I may have a contact for you.

Samantha: Alright then. Your friend going to shoot me if I move?

Familiar Voice: Of course not.

Samantha searches her mind for that voice.

Familiar Voice: I am the contact Margiar spoke of.

Samantha: Oh good, saves re-explaining things. [Mind Web] sit-rep?

TaíRang: [Mind Web] Sam, We're on the Merc.

Samantha: [Mind Web] oh good.

Samantha: You know those feelings you get when someone goes over your grave with a front loader?

 

TaíRang: Wade, lets get out of here. Doc, can you locate Sam?

Caspar: Yes i can

Wade gets out of his armor once inside the Mercury. Wade settles in the pilots seat and waits for coordinates as the crew piles in.

TaíRang: Then give Wade the coordinates, so incase she needs help we can go get her.

Wade: She is in the mind web, and has not indicated any distress, in fact she said she was ok.

 

A mirror image of Sam steps out of the shadows.

Samantha: Yeah.

Sam Clone: Hello Sam.

Samantha just stares for a second

Sam Clone: Been a very long time.

Samantha: I have no coherent repsonse. How long, exactly?

Sam Clone: You might just say it seems like a lifetime.

Sam clone laughs.

Samantha: ok then.

Sam Clone: Welcome to the Gemini Foundation Samantha. We have so been looking forward to meeting you. Looking forward for a very long time.

Samantha: I see. So, maybe I get a few answers finally?

Sam Clone: Maybe. But first we must all leave this sector. Tell your crew to meet us on Persephone.

Samantha: [Mind Web] You guys remember Persephone?

TaíRang: [Mind Web] yeah I remember.

Wade: [Mind Web] yes I remember persephone.

 

Samantha: [Mind Web] see you there.

 

Roll End Credits

[ghost-angel]

Re: Gemini Ascendant Episodes

 

Season 03 - Episode 069 (Season Episode 15)

Game Start

 

Samantha: [Mind Web]Persephone is off the radar, land and wait.

Killian: So, how long until we reach Persephone?

Wade: [Mind Web]I read you Sam, we'll meet you there.

Samantha cuts the mental link

Ta'Rang: Wade, you think that Android is pissed at us for blowing up that ship?

Wade: Hmm, he could be... I guess we'll find out.

Wade plots a course for Persephone and warps out.

Elvis: Wade?

Wade: Dang...

Elvis: Wade?

Wade: I can't remember the coordinates.

Elvis: Can you remember the last time you left a station on good terms?

Wade: Uhm... yeah... wait no

Elvis: You know, we are probably going to want to find a place we can dock more than once. Just saying.

Wade: I like stations about as much as Sam likes planets... and they don't like me back.

Ta'Rang: Hades like us.

Killian: As crazy as it sounds, Persephone might be a good place to lay up for repairs or just lay low - it's not like they'd be unfamiliar with the idea.

Wade: Luckily Persephone is a planet... not a station... and the guy might not be pissed, as we didn't finish the mission.. so we didn't get paid. Ok here we go...

Killian: Maybe we should have Arthur make the call, assuming no one at Persephone knows him. Maybe Elvis.

Ta'Rang: Yeah and he might be in one of his scrap piles too.

Wade pushes the red warp button. Arthur glances nervously at Killian.

Arthur: I think Elvis would be a better choice, really.

Killian: So, Arthur, does anyone on Persephone know you... or do you just not have a good videophone voice?

Arthur: Let's just say I've been in business long enough to establish some... not so savory contacts of my own. That I'd rather not drudge up an audience with, that is.

Killian: Okay, Elvis, you good on public relations?

Wade: Well at least no one at Persephone has seen the ship, KIllian, or Arthur... The only ones they might remember are myself, Ta, Doc, or Sam

Ta'Rang: So we have another rougish person to add to the group.

Ta'Rang heads for the cargo deck to exercise and practice his martial arts.

 

Samantha: *looks at her mirror** Right now, I need only one question answered and then I need to sit down for a moment.

Sam Clone: And that is?

Samantha: What am I, exactly?

Sam clone laughs.

Sam Clone: Special. Get some rest. We will talk in a little bit.

Samantha: OK then.

Sam Clone: And my name is Rachael. See you soon.

Samantha: *looks at Margiar** This thing got a room with a window?

Margiar: Yes. Your cabin is right over there.

Margiar points at a nearby door. Samantha staggers to it.

 

Days pass until they get to Persephone. It takes a while for Wade to figure out that Margiar's ship is staying with him and not jumping.

 

Rachael is not as moody as Sam tends to be, but she does not engage in any serious discussion during the trip. All she says is Wait and See.

 

Both ships drop out of Warp in Persephone System.

Killian: So, did Sam give any details, or were we waiting to hear from her?

Margiar: [On COMM]Mercury this is Nightowl.

Ta'Rang: [On COMM]Nightowl this the Mercury

Margiar: [On COMM]I am sending you coordinates to a landing pad outside of Cerebrus. We will not be taking in the sights today.

Wade: [On COMM]Roger that

Margiar: [On COMM]See you on the surface. Out.

Ta'Rang: Wade you get the cordinates?

Arthur: Who was that?

Wade lands at the coordinates specified.

Wade: Landing now Ta.

Arthur: Everywhere I turn there's some jamoch barking out orders.

Killian: Once and future employer, Arthur.

Ta'Rang: An old friend sort of.

Arthur: Ah, gotcha.

Ta'Rang: We have many such friends more or less , Arthur. If I remember weapons are required on this world.

a'Rang checks his pistols, Killian holsters his ion pistols. Margiar takes his ship into atmo.

Wade: Why are we all getting weaponed up, Cap'n Sam said no more shootin folks.

Ta'Rang: No she said that you can't shoot anybody.

Killian: Well, Wade, there's folks and then there's folks.

Arthur: Ahem... well yes. Mine stay with me. Regardless. If someone bites, I would like to be able to bite back.

Killian: Besides, round these parts, people get suspicious if you're not carrying a weapon.

Wade: Well I am leaving mine behind... less temptation.

Killian: Kind of a cultural convention, if you will. When on Terra and all that.

Wade heads to his locker and stows his guns.

 

The facility that Margiar lands at is almost to the dark side of Persephone. It is more of an outpost than anything else. A couple of temporary environmental buildings have been set up. They are connected to each other via short tunnels.

Caspar: Let's go.

Killian: Probably best if you mind the store, at least for now Micah.

Micah: Awwwww....

Killian: Machines as property and all that. At least until we get those integrated cutters installed. And the non-newtonian nano-armor. Besides, we might need someone to come get us. Sooo... where are we going, exactly?

Ta'Rang: [On COMM]Sam you want Elvis to come with us or stay aboard the ship.

Samantha: [On COMM]With.

Ta'Rang: [On COMM]Right

Micah: I guess I'd better stay here after all.

Ta'Rang: Elvis, Sam requests that you accompany us

Elvis: Of course. She knows I'm the only sane one.

Ta'Rang: That maybe true

Killian: Oh, we are in trouble.

Elvis: Of course it is silly monkeyboy.

Ta'Rang: But we'll see just how sane you are

Elvis punches the airlock cycle button.

Elvis: Let's go.

Ta'Rang: after you tin can man.

Elvis walks out. Wade follows Elvis, Ta and the others are all close behind.

 

The perpetual twilight of Cerebrus is replaced by something that is near dark. Ta'rang could go without his goggles comfortably here. It is also very cool.

Wade activates his glasses.

Ta'Rang: AHHhhhh

Killian: Nice weather.

Ta'Rang: So lets find Sam.

Wade looks at Killian/Nanuk of the north and shakes his head. Killian shrugs.

Killian: What?

Wade: It's cold.

Killian: It's not that bad, you big baby.

Wade: It gets that way with no sun on a tidally locked planet

Arthur pulls his hood on.

Killian: Better than unlocked.

Wade: Unless you are a farmer.

Killian: Farm on the other side. Or orbital platforms. Mind you, not cheap.

 

Rachael knocks on Samantha's cabin door.

Rachael: It is time.

Samantha: Let's go then.

 

Wade: Now when we get to the nice privateers secret headquarters, everyone act natural.

Killian: I like being able to choose the climate. Frankly, I think we'll probably fit right into the pirates secret HQ.

Rachael and Margiar exit their ship and meet the group on the landing pad. Samantha is following just behind Rachael and Margiar.

Killian: Yo.

Killian nods at Margiar.

Arthur: Heh. Perhaps.

Wade continues following the crowd and trying to look non-chalant.

Margiar: Good to see you again. I did not expect it to be so soon.

Killian: Every second, the universe changes.

Wade: *Yazarian** Greetings grizzled warrior

Killian: Twins. Awesome.

Margiar laughs.

Margiar: *Yazarian** Perhaps a little.

Killian: Everyone else hates the cold, shall we go inside?

Margiar: I find the cool refreshing.

Wade grins like a kid in a candy store.

Killian: I'd ask for an introduction, but I'm not sure I could tell you apart anyway.

Caspar: Yep.

Wade: Wow... twice the Sams, twice the fun..

Rachael: Sure you can. Samantha decided that blonde was her look.

Rachael rolls her eys and smiles impishly.

Samantha: For the moment at least.

Killian winks at Rachael.

Rachael: Let's go in.

Wade offers his hand to Racheal. Rachael heads towards the buildings.

Wade: Hi, I don't think we have met... I'm Wade.

Arthur: Haha. Left hanging.

Wade: Damn.... they really are alike.

Samantha smirks and follows Rachael in. Wade heads after the dames. Ta'Rang shakes his head at Wade's actions.

Killian: Be careful what you wish for.

Arthur gives Wade a sympathetic glance. Killian follows the ladies...

Elvis: And here you told me you were such a smooth talker Wade. HAHAHA.

Killian: Oooh, snap.

Elvis follows a few steps behind Sam.

Wade: Only to the AI's Bob...

Elvis: Interesting, their heat signatures are very similar.

Killian: Schocka.

Ta'Rang: *turns to Sam** I see youhave finally met yourself. Does it help?

Samantha shrugs.

Ta'Rang: It seems you still don't have all your answers then.

Samantha: Nope.

 

Initially, the buildings are dark. A moment after they enter they hear a generator start up and the lights come on. Wade takes out his scanner and scan the brunette Rachael.

Rachael: It has been some time since we used this facility. I'm surprised it is still intact.

Killian: Do we need to sweep the place?

Samantha: Old things have a habit of sticking around I've noticed.

Arthur: A facility intended for what exactly?

Rachael gives Sam an odd look.

Rachael: Privacy.

Ta'Rang: So why are we here?

Samantha: I meant my ship.

Wade: You heard the Lady Ta... privacy.

Rachael: Because I hate space.

Killian: Symmetry.

Arthur: I kind of thought she was answering my question with that response.

Samantha: You gotta be kidding me.

Ta'Rang looks at Wade, and frowns.

Killian: Why isn't the word symmetry symmetrical? Sorry.

Rachael: No really. Spent all of my life on Gran Quivera. First time on a spaceship, nearly panicked. Would have if the doc didn't give me some meds.

Wade: OK... now I know which one is really the real one... so much for copies.

Killian: The compulsion is the same, the focus differs.

Arthur removes his hood and mask and scratches his head. Wade sidles over to Sam

Samantha: It makes a very wierd sort of sense.

Samantha steps so she is near both Wade and Elvis

Rachael: Other models have other quirks. One of the gen-10s hates kittens. Cats are okay. Kittens freak her out.

Wade: Nope no sense at all... it's just not natural to not like space.

Ta'Rang lokks toward Margiar

Wade: Models?

Arthur: That was a whole mess of negatives.

Killian: Okay, I understand the planets and space thing... but kittens? That's just cruel.

Samantha: Ah geez. Wade, we're manufactured people. I thought we'd been over that.

Wade looks stunned.

Rachael: I thought you would have figured it out faster this time.....Wade is it?

Killian: Do you know if it was a quirk, a design flaw? Or was it experimentation? You don't know Wade.

Samantha: In my case it's a survival tactic.

Wade: No way... you may have been copied but we were the originals.

Rachael: Not this one anyway.

Killian: Oh, dear. Somebody get Wade a glass of water.

Wade: Man and me without my guns.

Ta'Rang: Can you get to the point!

 

Rachael: Originals. Yes. In fact you are.

Samantha looks genuinely stunned. Wade looks somewhat relieved.

Rachael: You are the two originals. At least we think you are.

Killian: Now I need a glass of water.

Ta'Rang: So are they 250 years old?

Samantha: We have evidence Generation One never made it. At the very least, we're the first set of survivable.. um... people.

Rachael: Oh no. You found the logs? Not quite accurate.

Samantha: I found a diary.

Wade: So um how many models are there?

Rachael: You are the two that were thought destroyed.

Samantha: See, I was hoping that wasn't an option.

Rachael: Gen-1, two. You and Sam.

Killian: They've been regenerated after significant injuries at least twice - the rest of us once, apart from Arthur.

Samantha: Hey, we're Builder Tech. You can't kill us off that easily. *smiles**

Wade: I meant how many copies... I could use a couple of more me's as backup, when it gets fast and furious.

Samantha: I couldn't.

Rachael: Exactly. Gen-2 and on I believe once had a total of 32 distinct models. I think only 11 models are still active.

Wade: I mean just think... If one Wade is this great... how much better would it be with say a dozen?

Samantha: Could we not use the word "Model" ... oh nevermind. Wade, if I encountered a dozen of you I would remove the system they occupied on principle.

Rachael: That's not how it works Wade. You don't have backups. You and Sam are much different than me and the later gens.

Ta'Rang: How so?

Killian: Clones aren't, in other words.

Rachael: They replicated your pattern, but it changed after Gen-2.

Arthur: This is all most perturbatory.. and if you'll forgive me, I find myself relieved I'm not a part.

Samantha: So, if we're the originals, exactly how did Wade and I manage to get out in the great wide open without so much as a clue to anything?

Wade: Of course... but I know the changes are very minor... after all it's hard to improve on perfection.

Rachael: A failure of the model. When you die, you forget things during the rebuild.

Samantha: Sweet. Now I just gotta start counting deaths.

Ta'Rang walks over to Margiar.

Samantha: Well, wait. That can't always be true.

Killian: So long as you don't wig out and blow anything up remembering this time.

Rachael: I, on the other hand, am on my fifth incarnation. It works differently with me. I do have backups.

Samantha: Our last, er, death we didn't forget after being brought back.

Wade: True... I have memories. *frowns**

Samantha: Hmm... how's our rebuild work exactly? I mean, do our bodies physically regenerate themselves?

Killian: That was a regeneration by external forces. Hospital stay.

Rachael: How long were you dead?

Samantha: Few months. I think. Hard to count time when you're dead. Really. And yes, we had external assitance.

Rachael: Sometimes you have been dead for decades. I'm not sure what triggers the regeneration, but your bodies have been found in space wrecks for many years afterwards.

Arthur's mind wanders.

Samantha: weird.

Killian: Arthur missed out on the long journey, anyone have the reader's digest version?

Samantha: Which part?

Rachael: Keraz was good, but he didn't have a lot of time to perfect you.

Wade: So you are saying if I die... I will wake up again in the future and start again?

Rachael: Yes. Probably with no memory of this life. I met you once before. You had some recall, but it was sporadic and unreliable.

 

Samantha: Alright Arthur - crash course in recent history: We were chasing ghosts around the frontier, our last encounter pitted us against a psychotic entity on some god forsaken rock where we thought we were stranded. We start to repair our ship, get spaceborn and then wake up several months later on a space station. So, we wake up adults?

Rachael: Yes.

Ta'Rang: Margiar, what is your part in this?

Margiar remains silent. Ta'Rang turns and watches.

Wade: Okaaayy...

Rachael: Which brings us to why you are here.

Samantha: Childhoods fabricated wholesale? programmed in?

Wade: Now that is some food for thought.

Rachael: Default programming. When was the last time you were "home?" Either of you.

Samantha: Heh. Home is space. About an hour ago.

Wade krinkles his brow in thought.

Killian: If we could figure out what triggers the regeneration, it could be accellerated.

Rachael: It could yes.

Samantha: If you mean the last time I was "where I grew up" ... coincidentally, childhood. I'm all warm and fuzzy on the inside.

Wade: I don't really remember a home... like Sam said I have always been in space.

Killian: We might be able to figure it out using the ship as an example.

Rachael: There you go.

Killian: Do you know if the regeneration of the generation models is based on nanotech?

Samantha: Last question.

Rachael: All of the Builder tech is nanotech.

Killian: If so, we could probably even trigger the regeneration using the ship's command console.

Rachael: Go ahead.

Samantha: What is the Gemini Foundation?

Rachael: The surviving models.

Killian: So, you're gathering models?

Samantha: how many of us are there?

Wade: So that makes us what... CEO and president?

Killian: Having the originals handy would be a research bonanza.

Rachael: You Wade? You're the mascot.

Samantha takes a step away from Killian's current position. Wade smiles

Wade: Cool!

Rachael: This isn't about research. This is about war.

Killian: One requires the other.

Samantha: War with what? Technically, we were bred for it.

Wade: Of course not it's about taking over the galaxy.. one woman at a time.

Killian: Okay, well that was... anyway.

Rachael: Yes. And from what I've discovered. We are the best and you are the best of us. There were no limits placed on you two.

Samantha laughs

Samantha: Made to pull the trigger for the sake of pulling the trigger

Rachael: And as to what, I think you know.

Wade: I knew that... no.. really.

Killian: Back to the war part.

Wade: So when I shoot someone... its genetics?

Rachael: They have gotten free. Keraz warned us about them and even gave us a warning to look out for.

Killian: Where's my decoder ring?

Ta'Rang: Who?

Killian: I knew I had it here somewhere.

Samantha: Yes Wade. It's genetics.

Rachael: The black hole. He predicted it would happen and now it has.

Killian: Oh, that them.

Samantha looks woozy for a moment.

Killian: No need to take a bow, Sam.

Wade: So when I don't shoot stuff... it's un-natural.

Samantha: Hey, that planet had it coming!

Killian: Wade, look, a shiny thing!

Killian points across the room. Wade glances at Killian then shows him a really ancient hand gesture.

Samantha: Cut It Out You Two. Now.

Killian: But Mom, he started it!

Samantha: Elvis, dismember them both please.

Elvis: Very well.

Killian: Remember who built you, Elvis.

Wade: You know I think I called her mom... once... just before she legsweeped me the first time.

Elvis starts to move and then stops. He looks back and forth at Wade and Killian as if not able to decide who to start with.

Elvis: Which one first?

Wade: him. *points at Killia**

Killian: I know where your takedown switch is.

Samantha: I was kidding.

Killian: So Anyway, Three Stooges aside.

Elvis: Oh.

Caspar: Be nice both of you

Elvis sounds genuinely disappointed.

 

Killian: I've been working on the ship a lot. I've even come up with one or two modifications. I'm not saying that a person is the same as a ship, but we're still dealing with engineering here. I can probably help.

Samantha: Well, we're here. We have no intel. And an urge to blow everything apart. Where would you like to start?

Margiar: We need an army.

Wade: And here I am.

Samantha: You need more generations.

Arthur: You're right. The human body was indeed created by a civil engineer.

Wade: Except I am more like the Air force.

Samantha: Elvis, before this continues I need one thing from you.

Margiar: With all of the infighting between the Terrans and the Yazarians, it crippled much of the military might in this sector.

Elvis: Uh sure.

Samantha: Who is my genetic donor?

Killian: This sector is wide open for invasion, and an invasion has already started, is what you're saying.

Elvis: Some guy by the name Simon Argente. He was a sort of folk hero in the time before the Sathar.

Arthur: Only a civil engineer would put a waste duct into a recreational facility.

Elvis: And Keraz.

Arthur continues to ramble to himself.

Ta'Rang: I take it that Keraz was the builder.

Killian: So, Arthur, this what you expected when you signed on?

Samantha: Thank you.

Arthur: I didn't expect anything.. truthfully. I'm not even sure where I'm going.

 

Samantha: Well, Margiar. What have you got so far on this army?

Killian: 'Sokay, neither do we.

Samantha: Arthur, welcome to the club.

Margiar: What I am saying is that this little war had worn down resources. Even what has reformed into the UPF is not enough to fight this coming war.

Samantha: Where ever we're going though, we're going there fast. I know that.

Arthur: Where ever you're at, there you are.

Samantha: No one single faction will help us fight off anything.

Margiar: The UPF has become paranoid, with each planet looking to its own defense and the UPF has its hands tied between pirates and revolutionaries.

Arthur: The UPF.

Killian: So you're thinking you need to make your own army.

Arthur giggles quietly.

Killian: I know this is going to sound strange, but have you given any serious thought to taking over the UPF?

Margiar: Yes.

Samantha: The enemy. we have anything on them?

Killian: They're glowy.

Margiar: Presently we believe the leaders of the two revolutionary factions are controlled by these entities.

Killian: How large a force are we dealing with? A handful of scouts, an ongoing inflow...?

Margiar: The revolutionaries keep getting stronger.

Samantha: Hmmm...

Ta'Rang: Is the Yazirian force ran by someone call Dar'Gredick?

Margiar: Yes.

Wade: So you want us to assassinate them?

Margiar: To what end. The entities would simply move to a new body and continue operations.

Killian: I suspect assassination, while fun, wouldn't solve the problem.

Samantha: How do we kill them?

Wade: or capture them.

Samantha: Kill.

Margiar: Good questions. I don't have the answers to that yet.

Ta'Rang: By mental combat.

Killian: I just had a bad idea.

Samantha: Ta, are you sure you killed the one possessing Taffy?

Margiar: Taffy?

Wade: Capture then since they are made of energy... store them in a battery and use them to light up a runway or something.

Ta'Rang: I believe so.

Wade: sort of like fireflies in jar

Samantha: Drasalite, wears a trench.

Killian: Margiar, how are your relations with SynthCorp?

Margiar: Yes. He is second in command of the Terran faction.

Samantha: Well, maybe the entity wasn't killed. Or, another took over.

Samantha starts to pace.

Margiar: SynthCorp is a company the produces food supplements and agricultural technologies.

Killian: SynthCorp has substantial assets in a research project that might be useful.

Margiar: Perhaps.

Killian: Provided it could be turned to your ends.

Margiar sounds doubtful.

Wade: RIIIGHT food supplements. I have something to show you Marglar

Killian: If SynthCorp has enough material and experience to capture one of these things, which is a big if, we could killa few birds with one well-placed stone.

Wade offers his computer and loads up the super soldier database.

Killian: It looks like we may have been headed in the same direction even before we met, Margiar.

Margiar: Ahh. Off-shoots of the project used to create you and those like you. I would have to have experts analyze it. Maybe so.

Wade: Well Doc here is an expert. it worked for them on this very project before they tried to kill it.

Margiar: Tried to kill it? Why?

Killian looks at Doc.

Wade: It treid to blow the whistle on them cutting corners in the research process.

Margiar: I see.

 

Samantha wanders over to Rachael.

Samantha: How big is our fleet?

Rachael: Right now?

Samantha: Yes.

Rachael: Not big.

Samantha: Got a real number?

Killian: How big is your army? Your anything?

Rachael: Counting the Mercury?

Samantha: Yes.

Killian: Do you have logistical support? How big is your base of support in the population? Are we talking real chance or pipe dream?

Samantha waves Killian off.

Samantha: Breaking my train of thought. One thing at a time.

Rachael: About a dozen or so ships. We did take the liberty of "rescuing" your cruiser by claiming your claim was invalid.

Samantha: Can you fit it with a Warp Drive?

Rachael: In the works.

Samantha: Ok, we're faster than anyone else. Tip in our favor.

Wade: Wow... what about the G2... *looks hopeful**

Rachael: Don't know. Last I heard, you were flying it. Then you end up in the prototype.

Samantha: How many models are trained for space combat?

Rachael: Some.

Samantha: Four, Nine?

Wade: Hey... I could train models in how to fly... then they could say they were trained by the best.

Rachael: It's different. Your purpose was programmed into you. We had different parameters.

Arthur: Anyone bring a shovel?

Samantha: Ok. *frowns** Margiar.

Margiar: Hmmmn.

 

Samantha: Ever think about starting a pirate fleet?

Margiar: Pirates might work.

Wade grins boyishly, Margiar sounds thoughtful. Arthur slowly starts paying attention.

Ta'Rang: Did these being enslave Yazirians?

Margiar: Not yet.

Wade: Sam is finally coming around... and we get to be pirates... I bet we will even get to say Yar and matey and stuff.

Samantha: Killian, think you could put together some specs on a base of operations in an out of the way sector. It'd need to be self sufficient.

Arthur: *Sigh** Pirates dont say AR or MATEY anymore than Ta'Rang says "Ooka Ooka".

Wade: Hmm like Persephone maybe.

Samantha: No.

Ta'Rang: We were just on a planet where it showed the opposite and the picographs where very old.

Samantha: Persephone is still on scopes to some. And too close to the home worlds.

Wade: Obviosly you haven't talked to Ta lately

Arthur laughs.

Killian: Between stars is better than near one.

Caspar: No pirates.

Killian: Some systems don't get much traffic, I can find out which ones.

Samantha: I think, it's just an idea mind you, I found a star whose radiation emits sensor ghosts and isn't near anyone.

Killian: But I need to know what we have to work with.

Wade: How about that "mining station" where you guys accidenatlly blew up the clones

Samantha: And with a fast moving fleet we could easily strike just about anywhere. Delta? Still too in system.

Ta'Rang: We blew that planet up.

Killian: We need facilities and material, given time I could do the rest.

Wade: Ok how about that planet where we left the marines, no wait we blew that one up too

Samantha: Just get some specs. We left the marines on Burkes World, currently it's being populated.

Ta'Rang: No that one belongs to the Yazirians now.

Killian: You talking shipbuilding or just maintenance and repair? How many people? Local resources or not?

Samantha: Assume no local resources. Full outfit. Base, living, everything. Think big for now. I have no hard data to give you.

Killian: Big is just a question of time and money.

Wade: Like a ship maintenance facility that can fix our TRANSPORTER...

Samantha: I like the transporter dead.

Wade looks meaningfully at Sam. Arthur pulls out his PDA.

Samantha: Stupid thing gave me the creeps.

Killian: Then again, the transporter is the best weapon we had.

Arthur: [TEXT MSG to Sam] I may have pirate contacts.

Killian: On the other hand, who knows how long it would take to fix it.

Samantha checks her PDA then pockets it and nods.

Killian: We could probably build a base first.

Rachael: Those transporters are bad for you.

Rachael shudders.

Samantha: The problem with the transporter is it's an obvious use of advanced tech. Like being sucked through a straw.

Wade: And?

Samantha: Fast moving ships is not. We want low key.

Killian: So, are you willing to lose to avoid it? Hypothetical question, don't answer.

Wade: Why?

Samantha: Because it gives us an edge for longer.

Wade: Who ever heard of low key pirates.

Samantha: If the enemy thinks we're at the same tech, or better yet, lower tech level, we operate longer with impunity. If they for a second think we're more advanced they will quickly find a way to outnumber us.

 

Ta'Rang: Magiar have you ever heard of a clan called the Rangri?

Margiar gives Ta'Rang an odd look and doesn't answer.

Killian: We need to build a spacedock big enough to build modules for a station. Maybe two. I can design it.

Wade: I thought we were starting a revolution...

Killian: I think we're probably fighting for existence.

Samantha: Start. Keyword is Start. And Killian has the right of it.

Killian: I can build you what you need, Sam, Margiar.

Samantha: Wade. You and I... we can apparetnly spontaneously regerenate. Everyone else, not so much.

Killian: But I'm going to need something.

Samantha: Well, I've had enough of this planet. Anyone want to go survey a star?

Wade: Well, i would not call waking a few decades later exactly spontaneous.

 

Samantha: The point is Wade - We wake up. Killian, Ta, Arthur, Margiar... they don't. And I'm growing rather fond of some of them.

Arthur: Surveying stars. I'm game.

Killian: I can build this thing, but I'm going to need something in return.

Samantha: And Arthur... how long would it take for you to get in touch with your contacts? Saving humanity isn't enough for you?

Arthur: Being our present location? I doubt very long.

Wade: Ok I concede the point, but fond of may be a bit strong.

Killian: I'm going to need to know you're not going to pull up short on this.

Samantha walks up to Killian and looks him in the eye.

Killian: You're not going to quit, or run out of money, or ideas, or clones.

Samantha: In for a penny. In for a pound.

Killian holds out his hand to Sam.

Samantha: I'm in until the f-ing starts turn back into dust.

Wade: SAM!!! naughty naughty

Samantha takes Killlians hand.

Wade: but I agree.

Killian: See you at the end of the universe. And until then, we have work to do.

Wade: Ok you two organize and I will just fly and shoot things.

Samantha: Thanks Wade.

Wade: Anything for you Sam darlin...

Killian: I had this cool idea about using fighters as escape pods, too.

Samantha: Elvis, tell me Wade came from different genetic stock.

Wade: I agree it would be really wierd to have a crush on my genetic sister

Ta'Rang looks at Margiar waiting for an answer.

Elvis: He did. He had a partner. I don't have his name on record. I do know the bodies of your genetic stock were found in space. They were the first victims of the Sathar.

Killian: You don't happen to have any other engineers on the payroll, do you Margiar?

Caspar: Sam i can help on the med research and the clones.

Samantha: That could be of use. Ta, your cargo. I don't suppose there's been a status change?

Killian: The bio facility should be the second thing we build.

Ta'Rang: None that I'm aware of.

Wade: I agree kiliian, right after the waste disposal unit.

Samantha: I've have a suspician that will provide some answers.

Ta'Rang: But Doc says the mind is still there.

Wade: Actually it said the king was dead but there was something there.... it said nothing about a mind, or even life.

Samantha: Hey Doc, dangerous task. I don't suppose you can try and sort of do some kind mind thing with him?

Ta'Rang: It's his mind, Wade.

 

Arthur paces, looking perplexed.

Samantha: What's up Arthur?

Wade: That's not what Doc said Ta... as much as you hope it's his mind... and I hope are right... we just don't know.

Arthur: Ah.. nothing. Thank you. Just weighing options and choices in my head.

Killian: Now's the exact time to do that, Arthur. This is the long game.

Caspar: I can try it when we go back to the ship.

Samantha: Rachael, just out of perverse curiosity, how many are there built on my..er... model?

Samantha has been pacing almost this entire time. The others notice she's getting moderately jumpy.

Rachael: Right now there are three with many more backups stowed around in little corners. We always keep two active. The older one is about to retire to be replaced. If you ever want to know what you'll like at 60, I'll arrange a meeting. Well, er, if you actually aged.

Samantha: Huh.

Killian: That's another imperfection we can probably fix.

Samantha: Why not. Imperfection on whose part?

Rachael: Ask Keraz.

Killian: Those who age.

Samantha: Ah. That, may not be as much of an imperfection as you might think. Ask Keraz... he still around then?

Killian: Well, I sure wish my parents were still alive.

Ta'Rang: What about that guy that hates you, Sam isn't he a clone too?

Samantha: Yeah, you know funny thing... at least this time around.. while in the navy I thought about what it might like to retire someday.

Rachael: Somewhere I've been told. He wasn't the last place my previous incarnation remembers.

Samantha: He is Ta. I'm trying to pretend he doesn't exist yet. I'll go talk to him when I have a fleet or four at my back.

Rachael: Trask?

Rachael 's voice gets small, Samantha shivers.

Samantha: Hi, don't say his name out loud.

Ta'Rang: Ya him.

Samantha: He scare you too?

Wade: Nope I just wanna kick his collective copied A-.

 

Rachael: Weird, I have encountered him before. He seemed to know me, or at least hate me. He isn't one of the gen-2 models or beyond though. So how could he know me?

Samantha: He isn't... Oh damn it.

Wade: Maybe he is a clone of your gentic donors first ex-husband... thus the anitpathy

Samantha: My gut just sank.

Killian: Gen 1?

Ta'Rang: So what do you know about him, Sam?

Rachael: What are you getting at?

Samantha: I know two things about him.

Samantha: One is he was around when Wade and I were originally trained, he bashed my brains in one day. And Two, I'm absolutely terrified of the bastard.

Wade: Let's see he's ugly, and he's destined to get his butt kicked by me.

Rachael: Gen 1.

Samantha: I am now thinking less of Generation One was destroyed than we know.

Rachael: Only you two survived. The others died.

Samantha: Sure about that?

Wade: Maybe he was Gen-0?

Killian: At least three survived. How many more floating in wrecks? Maybe we have more of an army than we thought.

Samantha: And I mean absoluetly positively sure that only two Generation One models survived?

Rachael just shakes her head.

Rachael: I thought just you two. But the records are wrong on that account too.

Ta'Rang: So kill him, dismember him, then vaporize the leftover parts.

Samantha: There were twrnty-four of us that I remember.

Rachael: Fly the bastard into the nearest sun.

Killian: I vote for the sun thing.

Samantha: Two distcint pairs of twelve.

Rachael: Pairs?

Samantha: We were trained in pairs. Wade and I were one pair.

Wade: that's why we "click."

Samantha: Not so much that I remember as that Elvis remembers.

Killian: Does The King want to join in here?

Elvis: Well Wade, I can say you were the only one that was with a girl.

Samantha: Hey, I was the failure of the project Wade. I wasn't even supposed to be a girl.

Wade: I wouldn't have it any other way Bob. Like hell a failure... you are the second best pilot I know.

Killian: Okay, let's everyone gloss over Sam's gender issues and back to the invasion part.

Samantha looks at Killian

Samantha: I don't have issues.

Killian: Cool. Invasion.

Wade: Me neither

Killian: Excellent.

 

Wade: Oh yeah back to our plan.... you guys plan and I'll fly and shoot stuff.

Killian: So, Sam, where's this ghost system you were talking about?

Samantha: We do need to do one thing before we leave this chunk of debris.

Killian: Stock up on beer and pretzels?

Arthur: I have acquired a need to do business on Persephone... it seems.

Samantha: Arthur, need some company into town?

Arthur: It couldn't hurt. I have matters that need discussing, at any rate.

Samantha: Ta'Rang is as good a backup as you could get on the ground.

Arthur glances at Ta'Rang and nods.

Arthur: The matters, I believe should be discussed with youk discreetly at first.

Ta'Rang: Good Lets go to town.

Samantha: Anything I should know before hand, in case I need to mount a rescue mission?

Killian: I think I need to build a new console on the Mercury just to design the station.

Samantha: Ok then. Can't use consoles it has?

Killian: They're slow - too small. Not designed for design. Could be better.

Samantha: There a private room in this place? Elvis, Killian thinks our ship isn't up to the task.

Killian: You can drive a nail with a great screwdriver, but a hammer is still better.

Margiar points to an office.

Wade: Are we going to stay parked her until the Mercurys hull is reconfigured?

Samantha: Right. Office. Umm... I'll get back to you on that Wade.

Elvis shrugs.

Samantha: Alright Arthur.. discretion is in this office.

Arthur nods... and moves toward the office.

Elvis: He might be right. I would not discount his professional opinion.

Samantha follows him in.

Samantha: Don't blow anything up in the next five minutes.

 

Ta'Rang loOks innocent, Killian whips out his PDA and starts taking notes. Elvis watches through the glass to make sure nothing happens to Sam. Wade pushes his nose on the glass too as they start to talk. Elvis is NOT pushing his nose, er faceplate, er whatever to the glass. Just observing. Samantha appreciates Elvis's lack of nose/faceplace pressing. Wade wipes the nose print off the glass and tries to look dignified.

 

Arthur: *Once the door is closed** For starters.. I apologize for my lack of honesty from the beginning... but I had no way of knowing who or what I was dealing with at the time.

Samantha: that's fine.

Arthur: Arthur Dane is a cover name. One I have used for quite a while. For all intents and purposes.. it's legit with papers, licensures and everything.

Samantha: Fair enough, Samantha isn't my first identity either. Want me to still call your Arthur or would you prefer another name?

Arthur: Oh.. I prefer Arthur, definitely. Especially in the presence of others.. for now.

 

Killian: Hopefully we'll find out soon how long we'll be here. Does anyone else know about that "ghost system" Sam was talking about?

Elvis: I imagine she encountered it when she was on Captain Exeters vessel.

 

Arthur: My real name is Tobias Crow. Black Tob by some.

Tobias Crow is known mainly by the name "Black Tob". He is a known and highly wanted pirate by UPF and other minor security forces. once known to pilot and captain a black ship called The Vupecular. Stories are two sided, some depicting Robin Hood-esque heroism and others hinting at tyranny.

Samantha pales considerably as Arthur talks

Samantha: I've blown a lot of your peers out of the stars.

 

Wade reaches reflexivley for his gun at Sams look... then realizes he left it behind and with good reason. Elvis watches intently. His stance shifts very slightly.

 

Arthur: Perhaps. Not all of them could be called peers. We are not always a tightly niched group.

Samantha: well, I .... have one question.

Samantha moves so her back is to the window.

Arthur: Of course.

Samantha: Are you in with me, or do I have to watch my back?

 

Elvis leans closer to Wade. Wade listens to Elvis.

Elvis: If Arthur tries anything I'll shoot him.

Wade nods. There is a cold gleam in his eye.

 

Arthur: *smiles slyly** I am in with you. It's the reason I offered to attempt to indulge in my contracts. My.. "peers". I just wanted you to be 100% clear where and who the help was coming from.

Samantha: At this point, I need all the help I can get. I just want to trust you. If I think for a single moment you're going to betray me I will atomize you. Beyond that, I will burn down solar systems to help you if you're with me.

 

Margiar is standing there. He seems to watching everybody at once. Rachael is leaning back in a chair, apparently taking a nap.

Killian: So, Margiar. what else do we know about these invaders? If anything?

Margiar: Only what Keraz wrote.

 

Samantha: If you think you can help me put together a guerilla fleet that's what we need for now.

Arthur: A feeling I totally understand... and I wouldn't think you'd do anything different. Betrayal wouldn't be an option for me... unless it's in the form of abandonment.. which I would only do to conserve my old hide. If I go down, it would be forever. Dead or alive. Then that is what I will work on, diligently.

Samantha offers her hand to Arthur.

Samantha: Deal then.

Arthur takes Samantha's hand, shakes it.. and brings back the "trader smile".

 

Elvis relaxes.

Elvis: You worry too much Wade.

Samantha exits the office and finds a chair to sit in. Arthur leaves the office.

Samantha: Well.

Elvis: Well what?

Samantha: I need a void drive and a nuke.

Elvis: Oh goody. Another black hole?

Killian: Well, the nuke part is cake.

Wade: Maybe we can fake the void drive part. You know just not and say we did.

Elvis: So why a Void drive?

Ta'Rang: Well Arthur are we ready to depart?

Killian: Replicate the original event.

Samantha: because warp drives don't enter Void space?

Elvis: Exactly.

Samantha: Anyways. I was kidding. For now.

Elvis: Oh. In that case HA HA HA.

Samantha winces. Rachael winces.

Samantha: Arthur has some business he needs to take care of.

Killian: So, should I start refining plutonium or not?

Wade: *laughing&& That laugh.

Arthur: Indeed. I will need to head into Persephone proper.

Wade: Thats why I love Bob so.

Samantha looks at Rachael. Killian looks at the twins. Wade looks at Racheal.

Ta'Rang: How do you plan on getting there?

Killian: You don't just look alike, do you?

Wade: You know we could work on that fear of space thing.

Samantha laughs

Samantha: The universe has a perverse sense of humor. Take the Mercury.

Killian: Pshaw, take any of us for that matter.

Ta'Rang: Yer the Captain.

Rachael seams oblivious. She returns to her impromptu nap.

Samantha: I, if no one minds, plan on sitting that adventure out. Anyone else who wants to go and Arthur is willing to entertain is welcome to go.

Arthur: Anyone who wants too can go along with me. I just ask for some privacy whilst actually conversing with the people I need to see.

Killian: I think, as I said, I have work to do. Like you said, Sam, I'll go big on the design.

Samantha: Wade, if you go. Arm yourself.

Wade: I think in light of recent events I will avoid town for now

Samantha: It's Hades. No law. Blow the damn place up for all I care.

Margiar: Probably wise. The UPF writ is small here, but bounty hunters are rife in the city.

Ta'Rang: That leaves you tincan man.

Caspar: I can stay here.

Elvis: I will look after Samantha.

Wade: Hey send a clone, then if they get caught.... I'm home free.

Samantha: Wade!

Ta'Rang: Figures, then you and me.

Wade: Just kiddin'

Samantha: Why don't you go with them, blow off some steam.

Killian: Micah can go if you're feeling short-handed. With the group he should be safe enough.

Wade: Naw, I've had enough excitement for a while... I think I will go along, but I'll stay aboard the Mercury and meditate.

Samantha: Get away driver.

Wade: There you go.

Arthur: May turn out to be a wise move, at any rate.

Ta'Rang: No your little tin can is not needed.

Wade heads to the Mercury

Killian: I'll let him know you said that, Ta.

Ta'Rang: Come on.

 

Arthur nods at everyone, and moves off to the Mercury. Ta'Rang walks out to the Mercury. Margiar joins Ta'Rang and Arthur. Doc changes its mind and follows the others, just in case.

Margiar: If you don't have any objections.....

Ta'Rang: I don't.

Arthur: I don't. Welcome.

Samantha: Careful boys. Or at least, Good luck.

Margiar nods

Samantha: Call if you need some backup. Margiar, is the Nightowl armed?

Killian grabs a few portable pieces of gear from the Mercury, and Micah helps him carry it back to the building.

Margiar: Yes.

Samantha: Good.

 

Killian sets up a portable console and starts to enter data. Samantha looks at Rachael. Arthur changes clothes aboard the Mercury, into a black buckled jumpsuit and maroon trench coat. He also washes his face thoroughly. Ta'Rang boards the Mercury.

Ta'Rang: Magiar I have something to show you.

Ta'Rang turns and heads for the cargo deck.

Margiar: Indeed.

Margiar sounds curious and follows Ta'Rang.

Margiar: What is it you have to show me Ta'Rang.

 

Rachael appears to be dozing. Sort of how Sam does in the chair of the Mercury after being planetside for too long.

Samantha: Rachael, sorry to bother you, just stacking my cards here. You any good behind the console of a ship?

Rachael: *without opening her eyes** No. I'm better at killing people up close.

Killian: Sweet.

Samantha gives a short laugh

Rachael opens one eye.

Rachael: I'm serious.

Samantha: I know.

Rachael, apparently satisfied, closes her eye again. Samantha kicks back in her chair and stares up at the ceiling.

 

Ta'Rang leads Magiar to the statsis chamber and the anciet weapons.

Margiar: Oh very interesting. Where did you pick up these little toys?

Ta'Rang: He was found on a planet in a burial chamber guarded by nine Yazirian warriors.

Wade: He robbed the kings tomb.

Margiar: You sacked a tomb?

Ta'Rang: No his statis chamber was open ed and I could not leave him there. So I took with us and his weapons for when he awakens. The Doc say the is something alive in him still.

Margiar: Oh? This is another puzzle to add to a large number of them.

Ta'Rang: We were attacked by one of the being when we tried to open the tomb. The walls where covered with drawing showing blued beings commanding Yazirians in battle.

 

Rachael: *Without opening her eyes** Rest is good. Get it while we can. It's gonna get bad soon.

Samantha: *without moving** Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more.

 

The Mercury lands at the 'public' landing pad in Cerebrus.

 

Roll End Credits

[ghost-angel]

Re: Gemini Ascendant Episodes

 

Season 03 - Episode 070 (Season Episode 16)

Wade touches the Mercury down on the public "landing pad" in Cerebrus. As before, there is nobody to greet you and no apparent traffic.

Wade: All ashore...

Arthur fixes his collar and prepares to disembark. Wade unstraps and locks down the Mercury controls with a 512 byte random encrytpion key.

Ta'Rang: You lead

Wade: Who you talkin to Ta?

Ta'Rang: Arthur, Wade

 

The landing pad is dim, with even more of the lighting messed up on it this time. There is a quiet that wasn't here last time. And a sense of tension. Other than the casino district, there are no flashy lights or other things to attract attention to the bars.

Arthur: I suppose a local gathering establishment is a good place to start.

Arthur knows of one called the Rogues' Roost that is nearby the "landing pad."

 

Wade follows along... watching for any of the gangs they saw last time they were here. For anybody who has been in Cerebrus before, the town seems awful quiet. The sounds of wild partying, exchange of small arms fire and the whole bit is absent. For that matter, the streets themselves are pretty much vacant, not counting the few mongrel dogs that are wandering around.

Arthur: This is.. strangely serene.

Wade: Serene is one way of putting it. I say its creepy, best keep our eyes peeled.

 

The Rogues Roost is just as quiet as the streets. Normally a pretty raucous place, today it is empty. When they enter even the bouncer is leaning against the wall dozing.

Arthur: *to the bouncer** I beg your pardon, good sir.

Wade bellies up to the bar. Bouncer starts as Arthur speaks to him. Ta'Rang stays two steps behind Arthur.

Bouncer: Wasn't slee....what do you want?

Wade: I'd buy a round but what's the use... barkeep... one beer please.

Arthur: Answers, mostly. Where is everyone? I here-tell the Rogue's Roost is usually not so... abandoned.

Bartender: One beer it is. Anything for your friends?

Wade: Up to them... kinda quiet... the Feds scare away your customers.

Bouncer nods.

Bouncer: Ain't usually so quiet.

Ta'Rang: Yazarian Ale.

Bouncer: Lotta folks a little edgy 'bout the new security force.

Arthur: New security, eh? Under who's authority? Forgive me, I've been off digging in rocks for a bit.

Wade: Security force? I thought Cerebus was more... free wheeling.

Bartender: Yazarian Ale.

Ta'Rang steps over to the bar and picks up the ale.

Bouncer: Was. Then the riots happened a few years back and the corps started importin' their own security forces. Took a while, but then they decided we needed policin.

Wade: Riots huh... what started them? *looks innocent**

Bouncer: Some stupid wrasslin match that got cancelled. Whole lotta honest smugglers lost good wages on that one. Destroyed a good portion of the town before it was all done.

Wade: Wrestlling you say... Too bad I bet there was good money to be made running the odds.

Wade: So the cops here abouts aren't really municipal so much as hired corporate muscle?

Caspar: Beer please.

Bouncer: Things got even wilder after that. The corp guys decided that their compunds needed a little extra firepower. Then they formed some council and decided to civilize this place. Sent in the troops about a month ago. Killed a whole bunch of folk. Then they just left, well except for a few armored vehicles that make patrols now and again. But that ain't the worst of it.

Wade: Really.. what's that?

Bartender gets Doc a beer.

Caspar: Thanks.

 

Bouncer: Word on the street is that the corps are paying snitches to sell out their buddies. When they get a good lead, they raid the place. They don't worry much about the law. They just kill folks and make an announcement about how they're helpin us. Bad for business.

Bouncer shakes his head sadly.

Wade: I bet... so which corp is the worst?

Bouncer: Naw, ain't like that. They formed a council and hired a mercenary group. The corps pay them money and the mercs do all the nasty stuff.

Arthur: What are some of the names on the council?

Wade: Ah... well...

Bouncer: Take yer pick. PGC, SynthCorp, if they got a compound here on Persephone, they have a stake.

Wade: So the Merc CO... is he a big ugly dude... goes by the name of Trask?

Bouncer: So now folks are stayin home. I gotta bad feelin about what some of them are thinking. No, nobody by that name. The leader is some guy named Alvarz or somethin.

Arthur: I come in search of some colleagues of mine, used to frequent Cerebrus. One as Antoine Barbacosa.

Wade: Alvarez?

Bouncer: Alvarez. Yeah, that's the one.

Ta'Rang's eyes widen at the name.

Bouncer: Barbacosa. Never heard of him.

Wade mumbles a ferw choice words under his breath.... and starts to look reaally interested.

 

Arthur notices that the bouncer sort of tensed up and stopped looking you in the eye when he said he didn't know Barbacosa. Wade watches to see what Arthur does... hand hovering close to his stunner.

Arthur: Your voice speak words that your eyes betray, sir. It is imperative I speak with him. He knows me. I am Tobias Crow.

Bouncer: Crow huh?

Wade: Huh?

Wade tries not to show his suprise.

Bouncer: I heard of you. If it is you. How can I be sure you ain't just using his name?

Ta'Rang watches the exchange and checks on the bartenders actions.

Arthur: What kind of madman would I have to be to claim that name?

Bartender is watching the Bouncer with some amount of discomfort.

Arthur: Mark my words, Antoine knows me. And knows well the Vulpecular.

Bouncer: I suppose yer right. Tell you what, you tell me where yer staying and I'll see if I can get a message to him.

Arthur: Staying no where as of yet. Not sure if we will.

Bouncer: Then I can't be sure I can get a message to him.

Wade: Tobias... just give him our berth number at the docks.

Arthur nods at Wade.

Arthur: The berth number should suffice. That's where we will be.

Bouncer: Berth will do. Probably better. Less ears and eyes that way. And stay hush hush if you go to the casinos. The corps pretty much own them now.

Arthur: Just tell him Black Tob seeks to catch up... if you would.

Bouncer: I will. But it may take time. The whole corp thing has people nervous and scared. Anybody could be a snitch.

Ta'Rang: Where do the mercs stay?

Bouncer: They have a compound outside town near the Pan-Gal compound. You ain't thinkin of doin somethin stupid are you?

Arthur: Understandable. Take whatever precautions are necessary.

Ta'Rang: No just want to know their location and to stay out of their way.

 

Meanwhile, Samantha goes through her news files, various obtained computers, and stares at the sky a lot. Killian works on his designs and observes the "twins" for any developments or conversation that may occur. Micah patrols the area immediately around the "bunker."

 

Arthur: *On the way back to the ship, out of earshot of the Bouncer** Stay alert. I didn't like that bouncer's reactions.. and as he said.. anyone could be a snitch.

Wade follows Arthur.

Ta'Rang: Wade did you hear who was leading the merc? Our old friend Lt. Alverez.

Wade looks totally pissed.

Wade: Alvarez betrayed us... he needs to die.

Arthur is making his way back to the Mercury quickly, the group in tow.

Ta'Rang: Ya know I wouldn't mind getting him in my sights.

Ta'Rang smiles evilly.

Margiar: So you have had dealings with this "Alvarez" in the past then? What happened?

Wade: First he recruited us then he set us up to be ambushed, and then left us hanging in the breeze when the empire showed up.

Margiar: Hmmmmn.

Arthur: Sounds like a lovely being.

Wade: As you might Imagine... we don't care for the man too awful much.

Arthur: I don't suppose you would.

Ta'Rang: You think we have time to go on a scouting trip of the compound?

Margiar: Perhaps you will get a chance at revenge. It must not take over the primary goal though. There are worse things than this Alvarez at work.

Arthur: Technically, only I need wait for Barbacosa.. then again, if the bouncer double crosses us.. I don't want to be the only one to get shot in the face.

Ta'Rang: You're right. But at the moment he's pretty high on my list.

Wade: Maybe I won't go hunting. For now, but if I get him in my sights he's a gonner.

Margiar: Agreed. And fortune has a way of bringing old friends together.

Ta'Rang: I'd like to try out the new computer and range finder on my rifle.

 

The trip back to the Mercury is uneventful. They think they heard laser fire at one point, but it was distant and hard to locate. Wade looks grim as he goes straight to his locker and straps on his krugers then returns to the bridge and calls up Samantha.

Samantha: [On COMM]God Speaking

Wade: [On COMM]Sam we gotta talk .... bad juju.

Ta'Rang: that was fun

Wade: Can you all come to the bridge for a group confab?

Ta'Rang: I'm on my way.

The group gathers on the bridge of the Mercury.

Ta'Rang: Ok I'm here what's on your mind Wade?

Wade: we need to let Sam know about the local politics, thugs, and Alvarez.

Samantha: [On COMM]What's going on with what now Wade?

Wade explains about the local corps takeover and law enforcement using Mercs with Alvarez as the head Merc.

Samantha: [On COMM]Alavarez? He was the guy ya'll were working for when you picked me up on that rock?

Wade: [On COMM]Yep and when the empire showed up he sold us out and left us to die.

Ta'Rang: [On COMM]I'd like to return the favor.

Samantha: [On COMM]Is he standing outside your door with a gun right now?

Ta'Rang: [On COMM]No but I could go see him.

Wade: [On COMM]No but I'd like to be standing outside his, and I'll go down fighting before I let his goons take any of us for any reason.

Ta'Rang: [On COMM]Just one clean shot is all I need.

Wade: [On COMM]And the dang bouncer or any of a dozen snitches may be ratting us out to him right now.

Arthur laughs quietly.

Samantha: [On COMM]Right, we have bigger fish to fry. He's the head merc of a backwater outlaw chunk of rock that no one gives a tithemark about. When I have a fleet we'll come back and bombard him into dust. Until then, focus.

Wade: [On COMM]it may be a backwater, but he has us out gunned a hundred to one so long as we are residing here.

Samantha: [On COMM]Then don't provoke.

Ta'Rang: [On COMM]grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr... yes Capt.

Arthur: She has the lot of you on a pretty short leash, eh?

Wade: [On COMM]we are not provoking, but if he finds out we are here, he may come looking for us, not the other way around. And as I said there are snitches and informants all around.

Samantha: [On COMM]Ta, I promise you will come back and repay him in spades. Then keep an eye out.

Ta'Rang: [On COMM]I'll hold you to that Sam.

Wade: [On COMM]That's what we plan on doing... but I ASSUMMED you would want to be informed.

Arthur cleans his fingernails.

Wade: Silly me.

Samantha: [On COMM]No, I do. Thanks.

Wade: [On COMM]Don't always assume I want to start a fight just because I had beer... or two... or so.

Samantha: [On COMM]Consider me taking into account past behavior and acting in caution. I trust you.

Arthur: Honestly, I hope with furious enthusiasm you do come into contact with this.. Alvarez.

Wade: [On COMM]understood... I need to go cool off... I am going for a ride.

 

Ta'Rang: I wonder if we could gets some TD-19 or 20? Arthur do have any connection to explosive or military weapons?

Arthur: It's quite possible, however given the current situation.. I'm afraid pulling too many strings here would do more harm than good. This place is not as convoluted as I remember.

Ta'Rang: Do you have other connections in other places?

Arthur: I will speak with Barbacosa to see if he has anything available. Possibly... I suppose wherever you may find a black, unmarked vessel. *grins**

The proximity alert sensor goes off.

 

Samantha has a thought and preps Margiar's ship.

Killian: We going somewhere, Sam?

Samantha: Not yet. But I know Wade. So I'm prepping for a fast dust off.

Killian loads gear onto Margiar's ship, just in case.

 

Wade checks the sensors. There is one human contact approaching the Mercury. Ta'Rang approaches the hatch with his pistol drawn. Arthur from the airlock sees a sperson, huddled up approaching the Mercury from across the tarmac.

Arthur: *makes the pistol clearly seen** Stop there, friend.. Identify yourself first please.

Gil: Whoa! It's just me. Gil. You met me in the bar earlier. I served some of your party drinks....

Gil raises his hands. Arthur nods.

Arthur: What brings you here?

Gil: Maybe we can help each other out....?

Arthur: What do you need help with? Or.. I for that matter?

Gil: Well, a man in these parts is always shy enough credits. And you need some information.

Gil smiles slightly.

Arthur: You're right. Mr. Gil.. do you know who I am?

Gil: As I heard, you're that Tobias fellow everyone goes on about.

Arthur: Right.. I'm just wondering what kind of information you would have that would push you to barter with those of my persuasion.

Gil: Well, I'm a thief, a con-man and an overall scoundrel, but I'm an honest one if you take my meaning. I remember how things should run here in the Hades system. Some might have forgotten.

Arthur nods slightly.

Arthur: I'm gonna go on a limb here and guess you know where I can find Barbacosa.

Gil: Well, as I said, a man in these parts always has a need for some extra credits.

Ta'Rang: Don't we all.

Arthur narrows his eyes.

Arthur: What's your price?

Gil: A small fee to be sure. A great pirate of your stature can afford a measly 100 credits. *sounds hopeful**

Ta'Rang smiles.

Arthur: And someone as desperate as you look could easily accept 75.

Gil 's hopeful look wavers a bit.

Gil: Maybe. But 85 would sure be a kindness on your part and you'd thank me later.

Arthur smiles.

Arthur: Okay, 80 it is then?

Gil: Aye. 80 it is.

 

Gil holds up his PDA for the transfer. Arthur pulls out his PDA and transfers the creds. Gil checks the transaction. Satisfied, he leans close in a conspiratorial manner.

Gil: Don't trust Jarvis, the bouncer. He works with the corps and rushed straight away to make a call. Lots of folks disappear after talking to him. Barbacosa has been captured. I haven't heard about any terminations, but I couldn't tell you if he is dead or alive.

Arthur: I almost figured as much from Jarvis. Any idea where he is now? I'd like to silence him. Permanently. And captured by whom? Alvarez and the mercs?

Gil: No. When he has something juicy, he always leaves and gets "arrested" soon after. He always comes back out in a couple of days. Yeah. The mercs got him. Confiscated his ship and all.

Ta'Rang: You still want to hold off on visiting them?

Arthur: I understand. You have information. Text me when he returns to his post if you would. I'd like the chance to rip out his rat-tongue and leak his brains from the back of his skull.

Gil: Beggin your pardon but I don't ever want to visit them.

Ta'Rang: Not you.

Gil: Oh sure sure. Happy too, with the right incentive of course.

Ta'Rang looks at Margiar.

Margiar: Looks like you may yet have a chance of vengeance.

Arthur: That is a deal left solved. I will pay you once Jarvis' blood is on my hands and.. *smiles** conscience.

Arthur: I'm sure Barbacosa would be most pleased as well.

Gil: Oh very good. But, you may want to move your ship. Jarvis has the same information I do.

Ta'Rang grins an evil grin.

Gil: And you can call that a free one. *smiles**

Arthur: Understood. Thank you, Gil.. for still holding true.

Gil frowns.

Gil: Ain't proper getting all weak-knee'ed over the corps.

Gil nods and then shuffles away.

Arthur: No it "aint" Gil.. No it aint. Sir Wade.

 

Arthur looks around.

Arthur: Is he even out here?

Wade: Yes.

Arthur: Did you hear what transpired?

Wade: Yes.

Arthur: Right. I suggest a relocation if you would agree?

Wade: What do we do about it... the Cap'n says we ignore the locals and concentrate on starting our war.

Arthur: It's a shame we don't have any proximity mines...

Wade: So back to the bat cave? We have a proximity ships phase cannon.

Arthur: We need Barbacosa... for one. And two, Alvarez could very well have a mess of Mercs headed this way. I, for one, believe it would be prudent to not yet let them figure out our intentions.

Ta'Rang: Let's have a family meeting at home.

Wade: Hmm... I wonder how mercs would stand up to a Starships phase cannon

Arthur sighs.

Wade: Dead men tell no tales.

Ta'Rang: Margiar, your thoughts?

Margiar: I agree. Sam should know what has happened and we must create a plan to rescure Barbacosa.

Arthur: Shouldnt we consult Sam? That there would be a real definition of no "ignoring the locals."

Ta'Rang: Home Wade.

Arthur smiles slightly. Wade grins at Arthur.

Wade: sheesh so serious.

Arthur: We see eye to eye on this at least, Margiar. You'd make a great pirate.

Ta'Rang: We're still on the same planet Arthur or whatever your true name is.

Wade: OK lets get airborne.

Margiar: I may yet have that opportunity.

Arthur: You can continue to call me Arthur if you wish.

Wade powers up, seals the hatches then lifts off... and cloaks.

Margiar: Wade, I suggest you use as much discretion as the Mercury can provide. Ta'Rang runs a sensor sweep.

Wade: I agree thus the cloak.

Ta'Rang: We're clear.

 

And the group returns to the compound. Killian and Sam greet the returning crew of the Mercury.

Arthur: I'd like to throttle Jarvis before we leave, if at all possible.

Samantha: We add a new name to the list?

Arthur relays the information on Barbacosa, Jarvis and the Mercs to Samantha.

Samantha: We need Barbacosa?

Arthur: I don' t see how it could hurt. Given our current objective. With what you want to acquire, I'd say he is a safe bet.

Samantha: And this Gil guy is supposed to let us know when Jarvis returns?

Samantha: He's got your number?

Ta'Rang: So what are we going to do about it?

Arthur: Yes. I had to offer compensation, but he told me he would message me as soon as he returns.

Arthur: The way I see it, as do others.. this kills two birds with one stone.

Samantha: Send him a message. He gets 500 if he calls you within 1 minute of Jarvis showing back up.

Arthur: It rescues Barbacosa, who would more than likely find himself indebted for our rescue. And, it gets your party close to Alvarez.

Samantha: Margiar, your ship have a cloak?

Arthur: Will, do.

Arthur sends the message to Gil.

Ta'Rang: I have a scanner that can give us an count on the number of people in the Merc compound and their locations.

Margiar: Yes. Functionally she is not much different than the Mercury.

 

Samantha has that mean look in her eyes, like she just engaged a squadron.

Samantha: Oh good. Ta, Wade, how many guns do we have?

Wade: One.

Samantha: And how many people were in that bar? Not on the ships.

Wade: Besides us?

Arthur: Two. Including Gil.

Samantha: How many guns can we point at other people.

Wade: Oh you mean firearms.

Samantha: yeah, those.

Wade: well I carry uhm... lets see...

Killian: We have a few phase rifles and pistols on the Mercury, in storage.

Ta'Rang: I have three, Wade has at least three, phase pistol?

Wade starts pattng his pockets.

Wade: uhm ... four

Samantha: Rachel, do you prefer firearms, or something else?

Rachael perks up and listens.

Killian: I have my ion pistols, Micah is carrying a phase pistol. How much time do we have?

Arthur: If at all possible, I'd like no harm to come to Gil as far as it has come. No one can predict what benefits even the lowest dredge can bring you in the future.

Ta'Rang: Do we still have the force shield harness?

Rachael: Oh, I'm sort of inclined to plasma weapons unless I need to snipe. Can't beat a good laser for that.

Arthur: He said Jarvis will not be back for two days or so.

Samantha: Ok, everybody grab as many guns as you can, look like an army.

Killian: How many of the harnesses do we have left?

Ta'Rang: You'd like this one then. *holds up his sniper laser rifle**

Wade grins and runs to his locker.

Ta'Rang: Rachael you any good at long range?

Killian: So, do we have any plans on the compound? Did you get a scan when you flew over?

Wade comes back with two less pistols but extra ammo for the krugers.

Wade: Ok... I am ready

Samantha: Wade, you're in the Mercury. I'm in the Nightowl.

Ta'Rang: This one has a type 3 targeting computer and a type 2 range finder installed.

Arthur: Jarvis has been there, obviously. I say we squeeze it out of him before we bleed him.

Wade: Cool... sorry you got the slow one.

Samantha: When Jarvis shows up we're going to storm that bar. We will take everyone inside. We will then cloak and meet somewhere in deep space.

Ta'Rang: I'd like to interrogate him myself.

Samantha: And then we're going to get as much information out of Jarvis as possible.

Arthur shudders.

Wade: I Bet Doc can make him talk.

 

Samantha: I honestly don't care HOW I get information out of him.

Killian: Harnesses for the assault team. I'll check the stock now.

Killian heads to scour the storage section of the Mercury.

Ta'Rang: good I have some creative ways

Wade: I guess I should stay on board the Mercury and have her ready to launch when we capture Jarvis?

Samantha: But I really don't have hte patience to deal with some planet bound jackoffs right now. Yes, you and I are staying on board the ships. Everyone else is welcome, and encouraged, to take that bar.

Rachael: This should be fun.

Arthur: Do not harm Gil, if it can be avoided.

Wade: Thats ok... the Mercury has a bigger gun.

Samantha: What are the chances our ships can be painted with a logo?

Ta'Rang: Rachael you want the sniper postion?

Samantha: Anyone got any Krylon?

Rachael: Sure.

Wade: You mean like a big smily face ?

Samantha: The ships are sniper. Everyone else is up close and personal. This is an in and out operation.

Samantha: I mean like a corporate logo.

Rachael shrugs.

Ta'Rang: Here use my rifle unless you have your own

Rachael: Even better. I have my own gear. Thanks for the offer though.

Wade: Yeah like a big corporate smiley face.

Ta'Rang: Fine as you say capt Sam.

Wade: Just kidding.

Samantha: Good. now we wait for a phone call.

Ta'Rang: Then I'll leave this with you Wade on the Mercury.

Samantha: Make sure Jarvis ends up with Ta'Rang. Gil needs to end up with me.

Wade: Ok... thanks Ta.

Samantha: Everyone else can pick ships as they see fit.

Ta'Rang: hands Wade his sniper rifle.

Killian: Do you guys have an earlier scan with the layout of the bar, exits, etc? We should know where people will run to.

Margiar: As the Nightowl is technically my ship, I'll stay with her.

Arthur: I can see if Gil has any schematics he can upload to us.

Wade takes the rifle and leans it agains the wall.

Samantha: If there's only two and Jarvis stands next to the door and as long as we get Gil any who run are either shot or get away.

Ta'Rang: No But I'll use the Bio-Scanner it'll tells us how many people are in the bar and whre they are.

Killian: Fair enough, still good to have the information.

Wade: K... I am ready.

 

Killian: So, Sam, which logo are we putting on the ships?

Ta'Rang: Plus we have the exits and the location of the people before we enter the Bar.

Samantha: Any ideas which company has the smallest representation here?

Killian: And whether anyone else is there, Ta, slike security personnel.

Ta'Rang: Yeah won't they be surprised.

Killian: And also, if we've got a little time I can rig up some stun grenades.

Samantha: Start rigging.

Arthur: We should have a couple of days at least.

Samantha: Elvis, you want in on the assault?

Killian: So, for those who have been here before, which is the pipsqueak of the corps?

Elvis: Depends on whether you want the rest of these fine crewmembers to have any fun. HA HA HA.

Samantha winces.

Samantha: I'll... leave it in your hands. Just... don't laugh for at least an hour.

Elvis: One hour....mark.

Killian and Wade go to rid some stun grenades.

Ta'Rang: What are you using as a timer.

Samantha: Impact.

Ta'Rang: If we use a frontal and rear attack at the same time no one should escape us

 

Samantha lays out the plan:

1) Two cloaked ships will approach the bar, Mercury out front, Nightowl out back. Many armed peoples will disembark

2) Many armed people will then attack the bar and take everyone hostage.

3) Gil is brought on board the Nightowl. Jarvis goes with Ta'Rang in whichever ship.

4) We cloak and meet in space at Coordinates X

5) Anyone in the bar who fires back except Jarvis may be killed. Anyone who runs may be killed. Anyone who is capture will have their fate decided later.

Two days are spent in preparation, contemplation and waiting. Arthurs comm rings. Arthur answers his comm.

Gil: [On COMM]Tobias?

Arthur: [On COMM]Indeed. Gil.

Gil: [On COMM]He's back. Went to take a shower. Said he'll be at work in about half an hour.

Arthur: [On COMM]Acknowledged.

 

Arthur: It's show time people. Jarvis went to shower, should be back at the bar in 30.

Ta'Rang: Excellant let's move.

Samantha: In thirty one minutes I want a war to his that bar.

Arthur: How long would it take us to get there? Maybe we could wait for him. Then again, if something alerts him.. he runs.

Killian: It wouldn't be a bad idea to have someone who hasn't been there yet go in first as much as I hate to say it.

 

Roll End Credits

[ghost-angel]

Re: Gemini Ascendant Episodes

 

Season 03 - Episode 071 (Season Episode 17)

Samantha, Elvis, Margiar and Rachael take off in the Nightowl. Wade, Ta'Rang, Killian, and Arthur are in the Mercury.

 

Two minutes out from target.

Samantha: Start running scans of the area.

Wade finds nothing untowards, Samantha has a lot of static on her side.

Ta'Rang: Get me close so that I can see where everyone in the bar is. Here Wade let me check the Sensors

Samantha: Wade, you getting static on the sensors?

Killian: Maybe I should drop in nearby and do a live recon?

Samantha: Negative, I don't even want to have a chance to tip our hand.

Ta finds the sensors are definitely having a hard time. There seems to be a lot of static.

Samantha: OK, we're being jammed. Keep that in mind.

Samantha looks out a window to make sure the cloaking devices are working, they are.

Killian: So, in short, forget the surprise part.

Ta'Rang: I don't like this it could be a trap.

Wade arms weapons and Targets the building next to bar... full power.

The Bio-Scanner is also not reading right for Ta.

Killian: Could be?

Samantha curses a storm up in French.

Ta'Rang: I think we should land further out and come in on foot.

 

Samantha: Killian, Rachael. Short straw, Plan B. You two are doing a live recon. Wade, abort, pull out to the space-port.

Caspar: I feel something out there.

Killian: What was it, Doc?

Ta'Rang: Wade, I need my rifle back. I think some long range shooting is in need

Caspar: I Don't know

Samantha: Wade, find a landing strip, and drop Killian. I'm going to do the same with Rachael.

Ta'Rang: Why don't we just waste the bar and the surrounding area?

Samantha: Because I want him ALIVE!

Arthur: Because we need the people inside alive.

Ta'Rang: Dead better.

Samantha: You can't question dead people.

Wade: Roger that.

Killian: I'd bet Ta would try.

Arthur: I'm not even going to ask how you extract iformation from a corpse. I prefer to hold on to my lunch.

Ta'Rang: Let Doc do it.

Ta'Rang laughs.

 

Killian: You can just get me close to the ground, Wade. I'm not afraid of heights. It would probably be bad for people to see me falling from an invisible ship, however, so keep that in mind.

Samantha: Hence The Port.

Ta'Rang: Sam , Let me go with I'll stay outside and up high where I can give them fire support if need.

Samantha and Wade double back into a port spot, decloaking outside the city to drop off Rachael and Killian.

Samantha: No!

Ta'Rang: GRRRRRRR

Samantha: I don't even want to risk the chance you'll be seen and tip our hand. WHAT PART OF TOTAL F-ING SURPRISE DOES NOT CLICK WITH YOU.

Killian: Stealth is not the most popular concept with this crew.

Arthur: Someone needs a time out.

Samantha: Bite me.

Wade: I understand perfectly.... hence the CLOAKING DEVICE ...

Samantha: Not talking to you Wade, you're doing great.

Ta'Rang: I would not be seem by anyone.

Arthur raises an eyebrow questioningly.

 

The two crew members meet up just outside the port facility as the two ships return to the air.

Rachael: Ready then Killian?

Killian sets his PDA to mapping with a one-touch update to the Mercury.

Killian: Ready to rock and walk, Rachael.

Rachael: Nice night for it.

Killian: Just a little stroll through the city, see the sights.

 

Samantha: [On COMM]Wade, let's hover cloaked at high altitude, we can come in on a straight drop down when ready.

Wade: [On COMM]Roger that hovering and standing by.

As Rachael and Killian proceed towards the bar, they notice an armored personnel vehicle parked a couple of blocks away. It is presently sealed up tight.

Rachael: Note that.

Killian notes it on the map. The approach to the bar itself is clear. They do not see anybody on the street. They do however, hear some sort of rhythmic clanking comeing from several blocks away.

Rachael: Any guesses as to what that is?

Killian: Well, it's probably not a cotton-candy machine.

Rachael: I was in the mood too.

Killian: We'll have to stop for some sugar on the way back to the port, then.

Rachael: Perhaps.

They can see a fair way down the street. It is dim (as always), but the source of the clanking is not readily apparent.

Rachael: Well, let's hope it's not terribly interested in us.I think we have an armored walker patrol.

Killian: Sounds like it's going the other direction. I have another one of those sinking feelings... must be time for a snack.

 

Caspar: I didn't sesene the bouner at the bar or any where.

Micah preps the sleep cells for secure "storage."

Wade: [On COMM]Sam, Doc did its mind zap thing and can't locate the bouncer.... anywhere.

Samantha: [On COMM]I hate planets. I hate them all. And I hate the little slugs that live on them.

 

Killian: So, what do you figure the odds as, Rachael? On "too late" versus "shoulda stood in bed?"

Rachael: better than 0. Worse than good.

Killian: Ultimately, it's always oone or zero.

Rachael: I prefer to think positively. And hey, I'm not on a ship anymore.

Killian: Well, let's just take the bright side and call it one.

In this block, they literally see nothing except for something vaguely ratlike running away into the alleys. The clanking is gone entirely or far enough that it cannot be heard.

Rachael: That's better.

As for the rest, this block seems strangely quiet. Almost null noise.

Killian: Be careful with that optimism.

Rachael: call it cautious optimism.

Killian: And be ready to move quickly.

Rachael: Always *smiles**

 

Ta'Rang begins pacing again "thinking I should be down there instaed of waiting up and No one would have seen me either, grrr"

Arthur leans back and closes his eyes.

 

Killian winks at Rachael, then heads for the front door of the bar. Killian also lays a hand on one of his grenades under his coat, casually. Rachael is right behind him. The first thing they notice inside the bar is that it is strangely quiet. They do hear something from the kitchen. There is nobody in the main room.

Killian: Stick close.

Rachael: sure thing

Killian heads for the kitchen but does not enter yet... listening carefully.

Rachael takes a seat at the bar looking around, facing back towards the door.

Rachael: Got the room covered.

There is a very faint hum and the sound of something. Like a person who is muffled and trying to make noise.

Killian: I need you with me.

Killian draws his ion pistol before entering the kitchen. Rachael moves towards where Killian is standing, making sure to keep an eye on the door. Rachael draws a pistol as well. The door opens both ways. Swinging kitchen door. Killian slowly opens the door towards him, "slicing the pie" covering each area of the room as it becomes visible. Rachael places her foot at the base of the door to prevent it from swinging closed should Killian let go.

 

Near the stove is Gil. He is standing at attention, with some strange frame erected around him. He is trying to say something but his mouth is taped. He is shaking his head violently. Killian stops, Rachael peaks in.

Killian: Trap.

Rachael: Time to go.

Killian: Hang on.

Rachael: No.

Killian: Gil, is the room triggered?

Rachael: We have bigger fish to fry.

Gil nods hesitantly.

Killian: We have one fish, we leave, we have zero.

Rachael: Damn.

Killian: Stand very still, Gil, no matter what happens.

Gil gives Killian a look that would say "Ya think?" if he could talk.

Killian makes a mental note of the approximate position of Gil relative to the door.

Rachael: Start noddin or shaking. Pressure plates in the floor?

Gil shakes his head.

Rachael grabs Killian's arm to prevent him from leaving the doorway.

Rachael: Cameras?

Gil shrugs.

Rachael: Motion sensors?

Gil nods after a moment.

Killian: Is there a basement, Gil?

Rachael examines the ceiling, Gil nods.

Killian thinks furiously about what's present that he could use to simultaneously cut through the floor without blowing Gil's legs off. They both notice a disc, probably some sort of holo projector on the counter near Gil. The ceiling and floor are concrete.

Rachael: no punching down from above.

Killian: Well, not without knocking him over.

Rachael: Or from below.

Killian: Concerete's not as tough as you think. And explosives more precise.

Rachael: What do you suppose that little disc will do?

Killian: Though I wish I had a proper supply.

Rachael: I was hoping to remove parts of the floor or ceiling without causing motion inside the room. Explosives cause a lot of motion.

 

Killian: Subtle takes time. Did you notice the APC outside? I'm wondering why they haven't come in already.

Rachael: Because we haven't tripped the motion detector that tells them it's go time.

Killian: If we can extract him quickly enough... well, I guess it depends on the nature of the device. I wonder what kind of motion sensor it is.

Killian looks around the room. The room is a kitchen; sinks, ovens, stoves, utensils.

Rachael: It'd be nice if it were sonic activated. But I doubt we're that lucky. *to Gil** You, any emplaced weapons in the room? Sentinel Gun or the like?

Killian: Probably IR. Just looking for the sensors. It could be sonic. It could be the disc. Gil, did they plant anything in the room, like on the walls?

Gil shakes his head.

Rachael: What the heck does that frame do?

Killian: Probably the disc. Did they say it was the disc, Gil?

Gil nods.

Rachael: Bet we move him out of that frame all kinds of bad stuff happens. That sound about right Gil?

Gil nods emphatically.

Rachael checks to see how easily the frame itself might be moved.

Killian: The sensor's either passive, sonic, or something else... Did they say what it was, Gil?

Gil shakes his head.

Killian: Man, I'm glad Ta's not here.

Rachael: Why?

The frame looks like the "feet" were driven in with a rivet gun.

Rachael: Immobile frame. Sweet. They certainly didn't make it easy.

Killian: Ta would have shot the frame.

Rachael: Oh.

Killian: I just don't get it. I'm looking for the double-blind, this is way too much effort.

Rachael: Well, think maybe we should just call down the storm and get this over with. Or do we walk out? Been a while since I've been in a good brawl.

Killian attempts to use PDA to sense ultrasonic "field" in the room. No sonic waves.

Killian tries to recognize the system or its operational principles... Rachael grips her gun a little tighter. Killian has not yet seen a device like this. The footprint is unfamiliar.

Rachael: Come on, fish or cut bait. OK, we need the bouncer. Not the bartender. He's not here. Plan fails.

 

Killian: We need the bouncer and the bartender, but since our plan is screwed, we need information more than either. I'm half tempted to just shoot the controller, but I wouldn't design a system without a fail-safe.

Rachael: If I got the gist of Sam's plan it was to interrogate the Bouncer for insider information. Remember he's "captured" every time someone disappears. Gil over here is just our informant. We're paying him, and we aren't getting our moneys worth right now. No bouncer.

Rachael moves to leave

Killian: Rachael, don't make a habit of leaving people behind. It all comes around to you. If you want to keep a look out, that's cool.

Rachael: Tell you what, I'll see if I can get topside down here. You can continue to puzzle out Schroedinger's Kitchen.

Rachael goes to find roof access. The roof is accessed from a ladder outside.

Rachael: Crap. I have to go outside to signal anyone without a radio. Bugged, blinded, and screwed. I should have brought more guns.

 

Killian makes another estimate of the distances involved, notes it on his PDA and heads for the basement. Rachael laughs.

Rachael: The disc, looks like a holoprojector. Wanna bet Gil there isn't real?

Killian stops.

Killian: Or he's somewhere else.

Rachael: Or somewhere else.

Killian looks at Rachael.

Killian: Roof.

Rachael: Outside access.

Rachael: forget this. Killian, be ready.

Rachael takes aim to shoot the disc

Killian puts his hand on Rachael's shoulder.

Killian: If it's a trigger to call in the dogs, leave it.

Rachael: I'm tired of waiting. Topside should be going crazy worrying about us by now. Yeah, well we have to DO something.

 

Killian: Then let's get out. Grab a couple of bottles. Trust me.

Rachael shrugs and goes to grab a bottle from the bar.

Killian hands her a grenade.

Rachael: Rum... that work? Heh. Molotov greeting?

Killian: Bottle in one hand, other hand on each others shoulders, we leave singing pirate songs.

Rachael: Hope you know the words to some.

Killian: Conceal the grenade in your hand.

Rachael: The hand without the bottle I assume?

Killian: If they let us pass, we're golden. If not, bang and run.

Rachael puts an arm around Killian

Killian: Make up some words, remember, you're drunk.

 

Gil starts whining and shaking his head.

Killian: So, Gil, are you here?

Gil nods.

Killian: Are you in the kitchen?

Gil nods.

Rachael: Of course he'll nod Can I shoot the disc now?

Killian: Are you a program?

Gil shakes his head.

Killian: If we leave, does the trap go off?

Gil shrugs.

Killian: Someone planted you here as bait, If they wanted you dead, you'd be dead. We need to move, if we can come back for you we will.

Rachael grabs Killian and goes to leave. Gil shakes his head.

Rachael: Let's get friends with guns.

Killian: Or at least a plasma cutter and a better scanner.

Rachael: Sure.

 

Gil starts "screaming" through the tape.

Rachael: Alright. This might suck. I die you can explain it to Sam.

Rachael throws the bottle into the kitchen

Killian: No!

Killian tries to stop it...

The bottle lands in the kitchen and breaks. Nothing else happens. Rachael walks in after it.

Killian: You should have used the grenade, just in case.

Rachael: And blow up poor Gil?

When She clears the doorway, the holoprojector lights up.

Killian: It might have disabled the device - it is an ion grenade.

Rachael: Party time.

Rachael stops just inside the doorway when the projector lights up. Killian stays outside the doorway. A projection of a human male with lean features and short black hair appears.

Alvarez: You are not who I was expecting.

Rachael shrugs.

Rachael: This place has lousy service.

Killian attempts to stay out of the line-of-sight for the projector.

Alvarez: Probably. Who sent you?

Rachael: No one. I came here for a drink.

Alvarez: Maybe. I doubt that though.

Rachael: Doubt all you want. Got a message then?

Killian listens but keeps an eye on the front door.

Alvarez: Indeed. I do have a message.

 

Wades sensors go crazy, just before a plasma bolt fired from orbit flies past and smashes into the bar.

 

Rachael and Killian have little time to realize what is happening as the blast strikes the bar.

 

Samantha: Someone tell me I didn't just see an orbital strike.

Wade: [On COMM]I am on this boss. You look for our team.

There is a large cap ship that appears to be leaving orbit. Wade goes to max acceleration and warms weapons.

Ta'Rang: I'm on weapons

Samantha nosedives down to the bar

Ta'Rang: You catch and I'll blow their asses out of the sky.

Wade prepares to drop the cloak and raise shields

Wade: sounds like a plan brother.

Ta'Rang: I got a lock on them

 

Killian is bleeding from every orifice, but he's ALIVE! Killian checks Rachael. Rachael is alive, but unconcious.

 

Samantha brings weapons online as she heads in

 

The other ship is a configuration you never encountered before. Wade tries to manuever for an engine shot and stay out of gun arcs.

Caspar: I am on the wrong ship.

Wade gets into range pretty fast, though it is long range. Arthur sits down tight and straps himself in. Ta'Rang fires. The other ship's shield flares up where the beam hits, but nothing gets through.

Ta'Rang: Get me closer Wade.

Wade: Working on it brother.

 

Elvis ejects himself from the airlock on the way down. Samantha dives down accelerating and deaccelerating to land on top of the rubble at a near perfect stop

 

Out of the smoking wreckage of the bar, Killian rises carrying Rachael in his arms. He steps off a broken wall and lifts into the air, rising swiftly from the wreckage, his tattered coat trailing behind him.

Killian: [On COMM]Sam, we're gonna need a mid-air pickup, I'm meeting you halfway. Have a medkit ready, Rachael's unconscious.

Killian and Rachael rise rapidly into the air, spiraling away from the smoke rising from the ruin.

Samantha: Computer, open cargo bay door

Elvis stops suddenly in mid-drop when he sees Killian holding Rachael.

Elvis: Let me help.

Samantha fires a full auto burst out of pure simple frustration and rage at the surrounding area in general.

Samantha: Someone get everyone inside!

 

Ta'Rang: Wade, I know that ship somehow. Firing.

Caspar: Who is it?

The two additional blasts seem to damage the integrity of the other shields just a little.

 

Killian: [On COMM]Working on it, Sam.

Killian arrives at the Owl and ensures that Rachael and Elvis get on board before closing the bay door.

Killian: On Comm We're on board, Sam. Hit it.

 

The Mercury is being hailed by the other ship.

Ta'Rang: [On COMM]This is Ta'Rang

Alvarez: [On COMM]I see you got my message.

Ta'Rang: [On COMM]Yes and I'll be sending you mine

Alvarez cuts the transmission.

Ta'Rang: Fly me up their exhaust Wade. I'd like to blow the bridge right of that ship and Alveraz with it.

Caspar attempts to find and target Alvarez's mind, but misses.

 

Samantha points nose up and hits Warp to catch up to Wade, disengaging it after mere moments

 

Ta'Rang fires again as Wade pilots the Mercury for an egine hit. Four of the blasts rip into the Ablative shields, which have almost failed.

 

With a bright flash of light, the massive ship disappears.

Wade: Damn.

 

Killian: Hey, Elvis, I don't suppose you're a med tech, too?

Elvis: I have detailed files of human anatomy.

Killian: Well, grab a medkit, Rachael needs help.

Elvis: So do you.

Samantha screams a primal rage scream.

Elvis takes Rachael to the med bay and starts up the tissue regen bed. Samantha then rushes back to the medbay to check on Rachael.

Killian: Well, I may be bleeding from every orifice, but I'm still kicking.

Killian stumbles to the medbay.

Samantha: Oh god.

Samantha grabs a medkit.

 

 

There is a small beacon flying away from where the big ship was.

Ta'Rang: Wade, we have a beacon leaveing the site of the dreadnought.

Wade: Ta... tractor that beacon.

Ta'Rang: Getting a lock now.

Wade matches speed and course with the beacon so Ta can grab it

Ta'Rang: Got it. We need Killian on this.

 

Rachael and Killian have pretty massive burns all over them. Killian is conscious, but he has seen far better days.

Samantha: Sit

Samantha looks at Killian

Samantha: Is she ... ok? alive? Elvis?

Samantha starts to check Killian

Elvis: She is alive. I cannot tell you more.

Samantha hands are shaking so much she can't help Killian.

Wade: [On COMM]Sam, Alvarez got away but he dropped a beacon and we snagged it. Maybe Doc can help with the beacon Ta.

Killian: Ya know, Sam, I may just have to do something a bit sissy and pass out.

Samantha: Do that.

Killian is starting to run down his adrenaline reserves.

Killian: Sam, tell Wade he's a moron.

Killian passes out.

Samantha: Yeah...

Samantha catches Killian

 

An explosion rips through the Mercury.

 

Margiar: [On COMM]Sam! Get to the bridge!

Samantha looks at the two people in the medbay, she looks a little helpless then runs to the bridge.

Samantha: What?!

Margiar: The Mercury just exploded.

Samantha: WHAT?!

Margiar: I've got lifesigns, but there is no power. No nothing over there.

Samantha drops into the pilots seat

Samantha: No no no...

Samantha flies to the wreckage

Margiar: I'll get into a space suit. Dock with them.

Margiar leaves, calling for Elvis to help him. Samantha docks with the very damaged Mercury.

Samantha: She's breached.

Samantha: [On COMM]Wade? WADE! ANYONE!

 

Samantha: What the hell happened?

Margiar: [On COMM]I don't know.

Samantha: [On COMM]Can we tow her?

Margiar and Elvis start to recover the unconscious crew members.

Samantha: [On COMM]is everyone alive? please.

Margiar: [On COMM]Possibly. She is pretty beat up. Everything is just so trashed.

Margiar: [On COMM]It looks like all are alive, but a little worse for wear.

Samantha: [On COMM]get them over here. she's venting.

Margiar: [On COMM]Bringing over the Doc and Wade. We'll get Ta and Arthur next. Then the little robot.

 

Several minutes later, all of the crew are aboard the Owl.

Samantha: You have a place to hide out?

Killian wakes up again and checks on Rachael.

Margiar: I would say anywhere but here is a good start. Someplace you've never been.

Samantha: Madderly's. Close and we haven't killed anyone there yet.

Elvis tends to the wounded and realized that they are all pretty much going to live. They may take some time to recover, even with the Builder tech. Samantha tractors the Mercury

Samantha: you know anyone there?

Margiar: I know people everywhere.

Samantha: Fine.

 

Sometime later. . . The crew is awake. It has been a few hours since Samantha started for Madderly's star. Only Rachael is still unconscious. Samantha hasn't moved from the pilot's seat. Micah helps Elvis get Doc on its "feet," as Doc is the most important person now. Killian checks Micah to make sure nothing critical is leaking or degrading. Doc is actually in pretty good shape, especially in comparison to Killian and Rachael.

Killian: Doc, Rachael's still unconscious.

Ta'Rang tries to move then thinks better not yet.

Killian: Doc, Rachael's still unconscious.

Samantha flies as fast as she can with the Mercury in tow.

Wade: Sitrep Captain.

Samantha: What happened?

Wade: That SOB Alvarez... Is a dirty low down dog, and tricked both Ta and Doc... I am really mad at him.

Samantha: What. Happened.

Samantha: Wade.

Ta'Rang: *sits up** Where am I?

Arthur sighs.

Killian: You're in Heaven, Ta.

Arthur: Apparently a trapped beacon was pulled onboard.

Elvis: You are on the Owl, Ta'Rang. You are alive.

Arthur: And it detonated in the cargo hold.

Wade: He dropped a package and when we picked it up it went boom.

Samantha: Almost lost you. Almost lost everyone. So stupid.

Ta'Rang: My head doesn't think so.

Elvis: So you tractored in a package from somebody who bombarded our friends from orbit? Right.

Wade: I agree. but you know, I am to ugly to die, and I don't have time to bleed, so. . .

Elvis: Why didn't I think of that.

Ta'Rang: Yeah he caught us not thinking but just reacting.

Elvis: Apparently. At least nobody but me died.

Samantha shakes her head

Ta'Rang: No need to Yell.

Killian: We'll see what we can do about the Merc as soon as I get a few weeks sleep.

Samantha: You died? What?

Elvis: Well, the off site backup of me.

Samantha: Oh.

Wade: ok so lets get started finding that SOB and paying him back

Samantha: Yeah. Sure.

Elvis: That makes me one of a kind. Sort of exciting.

Ta'Rang: Hey we have all returned from the dead now it's your turn.

 

Killian: Doc, Rachael needs your help.

Samantha: I'm just some fighter jock. what the hell do I know about leading people.

Samantha goes back to the pilots console. Doc heads to the sickbay.

Ta'Rang: You're doing fine. Now don't f-in' freak out on us now.

Doc discovers that Rachael is severely burned. Elvis has her hooked up to one of those Builder regeneration beds. She is currently stable but not in good condition.

Killian lies back down on the other medbay table.

Samantha: Margiar?

Margiar: Yes.

Samantha: Where are we going once we reach Madderly's?

Margiar: I don't know yet. I don't have any answers. Yet.

Samantha: OK.

 

The sensors start going off. Samantha checks everything. There is a large craft decloaking next to the Nightowl. It is at warp.

Samantha: [On COMM]You have until the count of one to identify

Taffy: [On COMM]Samantha? Come in. Are you there?

 

Roll End Credits

[ghost-angel]

Season 03 - Episode 072 (Season Episode 18)

Samantha: [On COMM] I'm sorry, I didn't hear a proper identification.

Taffy: [On COMM] That is you. Good. Samantha, this is Taffy. Do you really need the ship ID?

Wade is conspicously absent from where the rest of the crew is resting in a combination of sickbay and crews quarters.

Samantha: [On COMM] Please hold.

Samantha stands up and looks at Margiar.

Margiar: Hmmmn?

Samantha: Alright, Taffy. You said he was high in the chain of command for the Empire In Exile?

Margiar: I think he is second in command.

Samantha: Where would you put his motives? Self serving or is he acting, or believe he's acting, for some greater good?

Margiar: You know him better than I do. Probably a little bit of both.

Samantha: [On COMM] You know, for a whole lot of empty, space sure is getting full lately.

 

Killian fumbles with the painkillers in the medbay, reading labels.

Killian: Doc, how's Rachael?

Caspar: Checking on it.

Killian shows some vials to Doc.

Killian: Doc, which of these will make me feel less like a minute steak without knocking me out?

Caspar: Use a stimulant and a painkiller.

Killian pats Rachael's hand before leaving to check on the others.

Killian: You'll be okay, Doc's good at this. Thus, the name, "Doc."

Caspar: Killian. Rachel, she is hurt is but she will be OK.

Killian: Very glad to hear it, Doc. I knew she was safe in your... appendages.

 

Samantha pulls off her flight jacket and drapes it over the back of her chair.

Taffy: [On COMM] Space is not empty. It is always full. We just happen to have a path that runs alongside each other for awhile. What is wrong? Even without reading you, I sense something is amiss.

Samantha: [On COMM] I'm towing my ship, you do the math. Now, was there something in particular you wanted?

Taffy: [On COMM] Hmmm. Something has happened. Very well. I was going to offer you a job. Instead, I'll offer you whatever aid you may need.

Samantha: [On COMM] Start with your original offer.

 

Killian: Hey, Arthur, Ta, what's up?

Ta'Rang: Go away.

Arthur: I'm pretty banged up.. but not so much as others it seems.

Killian: Well, Ta needs his beauty sleep, do you need anything, Arthur? And where's Wade?

Arthur: I just need to lie here a minute I believe. Some meds wouldn't hurt, I suppose. And something that burns going down to wash it with.. if possible.

Killian: I don't know about the bar, but the medbay is just through that door if you're mobile. I'd grab a hypo but I think Doc would hit me.

Doc moves around checking the patients.

Killian: I'll ask about the drinks... and here's Doc.

Killian heads to the bridge.

Caspar: Killian where are you going?

Killian: Checking on the bridge crew, Doc. I'll be back in a minute - I don't want to be awake when this gets REALLY sore. I'll walk slow, I promise.

Caspar: Do you want me to use the hypo on you?

Killian: *points at Ta** Look, Doc, he's hurt! *then shuffles out of the room**

Caspar: OK Killian you got just a minute.

 

Taffy: [On COMM] My original offer? Well mostly it was an offer to rejoin forces. There is much happening and you are at the center of it.

Samantha: [On COMM] And what force are you representing these days?

Taffy: [On COMM] Until very recently, I continued my role with the Terran Empire in Exile. I am now a free agent.

Samantha: [On COMM] So, your looking for a force to join then?

Samantha looks at Margiar to guage his impression of the conversation. Margiar is listening intently.

Taffy: [On COMM] Not so much a force. I am looking for you.

Samantha: [On COMM] Aren't I a lucky girl. What do you bring with you that I might be interested in?

Taffy: [On COMM] More than nothing. Less than I had before. My skills and contacts are still intact at least.

Samantha: [On COMM] What make is your ship?

Taffy: [On COMM] My ship and a station are two things I can offer. Not long before you disappeared, the TIC received a transmission with some incredibly sophisticated designs and information. We were able to decipher some of the designs and create this prototype. She is one of a kind.

Killian arrives at the bridge.

Killian: Taffy, BUDDY!

Samantha: [On COMM] Meet me at Madderly's Star. I'll transmit exact locations when we're in system.

Samantha holds up a hand to Killian.

Taffy: [On COMM] Very well. It is good to hear from you again. I feared the worst when the black hole formed. Taffy out.

Samantha: [On COMM] I'm indestructible. Over, out.

Samantha cuts the transmission.

Samantha: Killian, aren't you supposed to be resting somewhere?

Killian: Oh, I will be, don't you worry.

Samantha: How's my crew?

Killian: I just wanted to see how the uninjured people were faring. We're tore up plenty, but healing. Doc says even Rachael will be okay, though she hasn't awakened yet.

Samantha: Good I suppose.

Killian: Wade's off licking his wounds. Ta's grumpy.

Samantha: When isn't Ta grumpy?

Killian: Well, grumpier. Doc is shrugging it off. I looked Micah over, he needs work but it can wait a few days. Arthur's sassy and looking for booze.

Samantha: Go lie down.

Samantha looks ar Margiar.

Killian: I will, just as soon as my legs respond.

Samantha: I don't suppose you have a bottle on board?

Margiar: Sure. Somewhere in the cargo hold I probably have something.

Samantha: I can drag you off the bridge if you'd like.

Killian: I'm goin', I'm goin'. Got a nice bed picked out next to the painkiller cabinet.

Samantha: Elvis.

Killian heads back to the sickbay, sends Micah to find booze for Arthur.

Elvis: [On COMM] In sickbay helping out. Doc seems to have things under control though. What do you want?

Samantha wanders into sickbay.

Caspar: Rachel will be sleeping in for a few days.

Samantha: Elvis, if you don't mind guarding the bridge for a minute. Make sure no one alters our course. Killian whispers something to Rachael before getting back on his bed.

Elvis: Gotcha.

 

Elvis leaves sickbay. Samantha goes to find Arthur, Ta and Wade. Wade isn't present.

Samantha: Well, two out of three. Arthur and Ta are laying down.

Samantha: Besides hurt, how are you two?

Arthur: A little worse for the wear, but I'll manage. I'd like to get something on the record, however.. Sam.

Ta'Rang: Fine, I just have a headache.

Samantha: Yes?

Arthur: I was strapped into a seat and silent, and in no way shape or form held party to pulling that damnable thing onboard!

Samantha: Noted.

Ta'Rang: Shut up.

Samantha: Ta?

Ta'Rang: What?

Samantha: Relax.

Ta'Rang: I am.

Samantha: Alright, I'll be back in a bit.

 

Samantha now goes to find Wade whil Micah looks for booze. Micah finds Wade in the cargo hold. It looks like he has been punching something. He is presently sitting on a crate. Doc goes heading that way looking for its missing patient. Samantha arrives shortly after Micah after searching most of the ship.

Micah: Opportunity, Wade.

Samantha: Micah, a moment please.

Wade: Just leave me alone you damn bucket of bolts...

Wade glares at Micah. Micah leaves the cargo bay and heads for the kitchen.

Samantha: Doc, give me a minute. I'll send him your way in a bit.

Caspar: As soon you talk to wade he needs to go to sickbay. So I can check him out.

Wade: Oh great... here it comes... look I already know this was my fault.

Samantha seals the cargo bay.

Samantha: No it wasn't.

Wade: I will find a way to make this right and get that son of a buck no matter what it costs me.

Samantha: Wade.

Wade: WHAT...

Samantha: Relax for a minute.

Wade is on the verge of tears, Samantha puts a hand on Wade's head.

Samantha: Ambushes happen.

Wade: That was no ambush, the bastrard was already gone... If I had only thought to scan the damn probe no one would have gotten hurt... I am a danger to everyone around me.

Samantha: I can tell you one thing. You aren't getting anybody. We are. You want some advice?

Wade: I'm listening... for once.

Samantha: You listen more than that. Don't blame yourself for this one. I'm the captain. It was my plan.

Wade: I guess that the difference between us... and why you are in command... you went to save our crew, while I almost killed the other half.

 

Micah rummages through the kitchen for something sedative for Arthur.

 

Samantha: Hey, I would have gone up if you went down. We had two ships to go both directions.

Samantha notes that Wade is sitting on a case of whiskey.

Wade: Ok... I'll try and let this be a lesson learned, but you have to understand... so long as I don't endanger our companions, despite my previous promise to you, I WILL kill Alvarez at the first opportunity.

Samantha: I know how a fight can make you see nothing but red. I remember being sedated once. No, Wade. Listen. We will kill Alvarez. I promise you that. But we will do it on our terms, at the right moment.

Wade: You are the boss... always, but I am making no promises on this issue

Samantha: Stand up.

Wade stands up looking like he is about to get his ass kicked, Samantha opens the crate and pulls out a bottle.

Samantha: Relax.

Wade grins for the first time.

Wade: OK maybe I am not all bad luck.

Samantha: Forget our previous promise.

Wade sits and relaxes.

Samantha: You're not bad luck. You're just too quick on the draw. I need you Wade. And I need my pilot. And I need him focused on what we're doing Now.

Samantha opens the bottle.

Samantha: Now, we are not going after Alvarez.

Wade: Well not entirely, I am starting to think that maybe, if I just take a fraction of a seond to think rather than just react... I, know we could avoid a lot of problems.

Samantha: You could. Yes.

Samantha takes a swig.

Samantha: You familiar with the best way to serve Revenge?

Samantha hands the bottle to Wade.

Wade: Yes...

Samantha: We aren't going to kill Alvarez when we meet him next. Or the time after that. We probably won't even kill him on the fifth meeting.

Wade takes the bottle and slams down a swig... then winces in pain.

Samantha: Because first, we're going to dismantle him. And everyone around him. Slow down. You pass out and I can't drag you out of here. You weigh too much.

Wade: OK... first we make him sweat, and suffer then.

Wade takes another swallow then hands the bottle back.

Samantha: We he dies it will be alone and afraid.

Samantha takes the bottle.

Samantha: Now please stop hurting yourself and go get checked out by Caspar before it breaks down the bulkhead.

Samantha opens the cargo door.

Wade: Ok... as I said you are the bos... Captain...

Wade staggers toward sick bay.

Caspar: Thanks.

 

Micah heads back to the cargo bay for booze, delivers to Arthur. Samantha heads to the bridge with the already open bottle.

Samantha: Elvis.

Elvis: Hmmmn?

Samantha: What're the odds on winning you think?

Elvis: Winning what?

Samantha: Whatever war is coming down the line.

Elvis starts counting off his fingertips.

 

Wade arrives at sickbay half dead, half drunk, and out on his feet... stinking of booze sweat, and blood. Killian opens one eye.

Killian: Hey, Wade.

Doc starts checking on Wade.

Arthur: Ah thank you, Micah. You're my favorite little... metal thing.

Micah: Thanks, Arthur, I can tell that was from the heart.

Micah "smiles." Arthur grins.

Wade: Hey Killian, Ta, and Doc... oh yeah and whats your name again... Arthur.... I want to apologize for getting us in this mess... It won't happen again.

Micah offers to help Doc. Arthur swigs the whiskey.. and breathes in through his teeth.

Arthur: Honestly, Mr Wade... I am hurt less by my injuries than I am you forgetting one of my names. *smiles weakly**

Killian: Wade, know that this is the literal truth: I have seen far worse screw-ups.

Ta'Rang reaches for the bottle.

Killian: Thanks, though.

Ta'Rang: I tractored the probe into the ship

Killian: I guess there is veritas in vino after all.

Wade: Yes but I told you to, and I should have scanned it or asked for a scan first... from now on the safety of the ship and crew come before anything else... so that we can live to fight another day.

Killian: Hey, Wade, do you know why I left the Army?

Wade: Uhm because the army sucks and the Navy wouldn't take you cuz your parents were married.

Killian: I started a war. No s-. Sure, it was a small war, but still.

Ta'Rang: We are alive now so stop whinning Wade.

Killian: You just blew up your own ship. So I figure, no big.

Wade: Well you are in the right company, starting wars, slagging planets, ceating black holes... thats us Star Smashers of the Galaxy Rangers.

Killian: If I don't hate me, how could I be that mad at you?

Wade: So we are good then?

Ta'Rang: Yeah you are my brother first.

And so the conversation goes....

 

Elvis: Honestly?

Samantha: Honestly.

Elvis: They haven't killed us yet and that's not for the lack of trying. I'd say we should just tough 'em out.

Samantha: I have 'em out numbered One to Everyone.

Elvis: More than one, less than a dozen. At least for now.

Samantha: That's the spirit. I think my next ship will have racing stripes though.

Elvis: No flames painted on the side like a hot rod?

Samantha: Nah.

Elvis: Maybe the ship after? You know there will be a ship after.

Samantha: There's always another ship.

 

Madderly's Star is a systemwith only one occupied planet, Kdikit. Its sole claim to fame is that Merco is based here. Consequently, the art of war is practiced on nearly every chunk of rock in the system. Chances are, one can also find themselves some high tech gear if they look hard enough.

Samantha: Alright Margiar, I need a hole to hide in. Preferably on the planet.

Margiar: Preferably on the planet? Tough one.

Samantha: I said preferably, not required.

Margiar: The planet is used to conduct wargames in the not so occupied areas. You may try one of the poles. The cold weather operations are usually not as diligent as others.

Samantha: No cities?

Margiar: You said you wanted to hide.

Wade: How about a moon or a large Asteroid?

Samantha: I've found you can hide in plain sight if you look like everyone else. Any idea on what to do with my hull back there as well?

Samantha looks to see if Taffy's ship is in system as well. Taffy's ship is indeed in the same system. It has stayed with then pretty much the whole trip.

Margiar: Dump it unless you intend to salvage it. I do not know why you would try.

Samantha: We could use it for raw materials if nothing else. Even the hull is advanced tech so to speak. Last thing I need is some wrenchhead to find some nanites in the metal and reverse engineer them.

Margiar: Then hide it in deep space.

Samantha: Right.

 

Samantha: [On COMM] Wake up Taffy

Taffy: [On COMM] Taffy here.

Samantha: [On COMM] Wait here I'll be back in ten minutes

Taffy: [On COMM] Understood.

Taffy's ship slows to a stop.

Samantha warps five minutes away from the system, parks the Mercuries Hull tells Elvis to mark the coordinates and Warps back.

Samantha: Alright Margiar. I suppose first I need a place to talk to Taffy. Then some place to plan the next step.

Margiar: Why not talk to him here. Have him come aboard. If he wanted to engage us, he had plenty of time.

Samantha: Good idea [On COMM] Taffy.

Taffy: [On COMM] Go ahead.

Samantha: [On COMM] If you have a shuttle we can meet aboard my ship.

Ta'Rang: *stands up** ahhhhh

Taffy: [On COMM] Yes. That will do. Taffy out.

A few minutes later, Taffy's shuttle docks with the Night Owl.

Samantha: Ok, everyone remember Taffy?

Ta'Rang: *looks at Doc** Do not think to use that hypo on me *walks out of sickbay slowly**

Caspar: Yes

Samantha: No one shoots him. Yet.

 

Samantha goes to greet Taffy. The airlock doors open with a loud hiss. A short figure, about four feet tall, steps out of the airlock in a suit.

Killian: Taffy, buddy, I was wondering if you'd made it through the mess.

Samantha: Welcome aboard the Night Owl

Taffy: Hello gang. It has been a long time.

Samantha: Depends on how you count.

Ta'Rang: You do look different.

Killian: Too long, you old scallywag. It's good to see a friendly.... face.

Wade: Seems like ony a few months ago... you abndoned us to die.. *looks grim**

Taffy: How do you figure that Wade?

Killian looks quizzically at Wade.

Taffy: A few months ago, you were dead. Or so I thought.

Ta'Rang: We were.

Wade: We got your message to wait at in that damn system... you were supposed to come, instead the whole damn Yazarain navy showed up and destroyed the space station and almost got us to boot.

Samantha: Wade.

Taffy: What are you talking about? System? Yazarian navy? Station? Wade, I haven't heard from you for many years. I thought you were consumed by the black hole.

Wade: WHAT... oh yeah... think first shoot later... I'm calm... this is me being calm

Samantha: Count to ten.

Killian: Forgive Wade, Taffy. He has an impulse control problem. So, how's business?

Samantha: OK Taffy, you offered something.

Taffy: No. I think not. Please tell me Wade, how I abandoned you. If not for you, I would not need this suit. So please tell me. I would love to know.

Taffy is just a little brighter than he was before. Killian taps Micah on the shoulder with a tool - DING!

Killian: Retreat to corners! End of round one.

Micah: Ow.

Wade: Like I said we got the message to wait for you in that system... and we complied... but you never came... we were left to face of that dang stupid dreadnought... so we nuked it just as it jumped, the sorry bastards.

Samantha: Wade. The Yazarian's attacked four hours after we got the message. Taffy, explain the suit. I'm intrigued.

Taffy: The last time I knew you were alive, I was on the way to get you. Then the black hole formed and my ship sustained heavy damage. Most of my flesh was burned by a leak in the main reactor. I need this suit just to survive now.

Samantha: That's unfortunate.

Wade: That was four months ago... we survived the black hole but just barely.

Taffy: That was years ago.

Killian: That was more than four months ago, Wade.

Samantha: Wade.

Taffy turns to Ta'Rang.

Taffy: I have something for you.

Wade: Ok shuttin up... this is me shuttin up... and being calm.

Ta'Rang looks at Taffy. Taffy reaches under his vest and pulls out a cylinder about a foot long. He hands it to Ta'Rang. Ta'Rang looks at the tube and nods to Taffy.

Taffy: I see you have made new friends Sam. You always seem to find friends in the worst situations.

Samantha: I'm good that way. And it's Captain.

Ta'Rang then steps back from the group and press the button on the tube.

Taffy: Captain. I heard that Shr'kaak had resigned and returned to Vrusk space.

Arthur nods at Taffy and introduces himself as Tobias Crowe.

Samantha: He has, yes.

Taffy: I have heard much about you Mr Crowe. Very much.

Arthur: All good, I hope.

Taffy: Depends on your point of view.

Arthur smiles sheepishly.

Arthur: Things always do.

When Ta'Rang pushes the button, the energy blade springs forth from the handle with a loud snap. Ta'Rang smiles broadly.

Killian: Time for Ta's happy dance.

Samantha: Told you I would get you another one.

Caspar: I'll move a way.

Killian: Maybe Doc can help with the consequences of the burns, Taffy.

Samantha: OK Taffy. I'm assuming you want something from me as well?

Ta'Rang: *turns off the sword** Thank you.

Taffy: *to Arthur** Indeed. I see a use for you, though I haven't quit put my finger on it. *to Samantha** I want you to do what you always do. *nods in Ta'Rang's direction**

Wade: uhm... survive?

Samantha: You have use for him?

Arthur: I can succumb to that.. Not that my usage doesn't come with a price.

Taffy: Do you realize Wade that since you have been active, secrets that have been hidden for centuries are coming into the light. I say there is something happening in the universe and it is whirling around you. I have a use for everybody Sam. What I meant though, is that Mr. Crowe's talents will be useful.

Wade: Hmmm... I never thougt of that... I always wanted to be the center of things.

 

Taffy: We all have a price Mr. Crowe. I think we can reach accomodation.

Samantha: Let me be clear. I have no desire to sign on with you or whatever organization you form. If you wish to sign on with me I'll consider the request.

Ta'Rang: So what is it you want?

Arthur: To be honest, ahem.. sir. That would be a blessing. I miss it. The Vulpecular, the chase. The mayhem and the blood. Through all my time as Arthur Dane... I've yearned for the code once again.

Taffy: I want to destroy the Yazarian and Terran remnant leaders.

Samantha: Petty. Assuming that happens then what?

Ta'Rang looks at Sam.

Taffy: That is enough for now. Both are very dangerous entities.

Samantha: Indeed. It's not enough to destroy the leaders.

Taffy: And both bear no love for you or your crew.

Ta'Rang: What do you mean entities.

Taffy: It isn't? I beg to differ.

Samantha: We're the most popular target in known space.

Taffy: It is those leaders who hold two fragments together. I am sure you are familiar with them Ta'Rang. I believe you carried one in you at one time.

Ta'Rang: Why don't you do it yourself

Arthur: Cozy.

Samantha smiles at that.

Ta'Rang: As you did

Taffy: And mine nearly destroyed me. You seem none the worse for wear.

Killian: We have a common enemy. We each have resources the other needs, correct? What's with the friction?

Wade: and I seem to remember shooting them both.

Taffy: Perhaps yours was carried willingly.

Ta'Rang: I did not escape unharmed.

Samantha: The problem is the fleets themselves. They don't see the entities. It's not enough to just destroy the heads. We need to do it in a way that disarms, pacifies or otherwise removes the fleets as a problem.

Wade: And we need to do it in a way that keeps the entities from just jumping to another host.

Taffy: In many ways, it is the entities themselves. They have used their great mental abilities to sway the decisions of the captains and generals of the fleets. Before Czarina came, the Terran Remnant had no real functional leadership.

 

Killian: Goody, more old friends.

Wade: Hey wait it is starting to sound like we are starting to be friends again.

Samantha: We are Wade.

Killian: I feel sorry for the host, though. I think the original Czarina is still in there somewhere, watching. Creepy.

Wade: yeah she's another one on our hit list... which seems to be growing.

Samantha: Then I need to take the place of as well as kill off the entities. That's two of the original three.

Taffy: Friends is not so bad. I understand the desire to be free of the command structure. I feel the same after decades of loyal service. So, no Sam I will not join your crew. But even without superiority on either side we may yet fare better as allies.

Samantha: Captain. And I never said anything about joining my crew.

Samantha moves and sits down on a crate. Micah takes a place at the edge of the room and watches.

Killian: I think we can get past the "crew" part at this point.

Taffy: Then your earlier offer was not given in good faith.

Samantha: Where's this station you mentioned? I said join me. There is more than the people in this room involved on my side.

Wade: yeah we have.... oh wait... shuttin up.

Killian: And we really need to get started on that front.

Taffy: It is safely tucked away. I trust you but there are people here that I have yet to give that gift to.

Samantha: What do you think I'm doing Killian?

Killian: Negotiating. A lot.

Samantha: Alright. Let's leave it at an alliance of mutual concerns.

Taffy: Excellent. I would offer a toast, but sadly, I have no way to consume a drink politely.

Samantha: I agree we do need to kill those in charge. But I'd like to do it with a little more finesse than walking in and simply killing them. Killing them is easy.

Arthur: We could walk in there and kill them with one pinky extended.

Taffy: Killing them will not be that easy. But I am intrigued. Do go on.

Wade: You mean you can't even do like Doc does and use yor finger?

Taffy holds up his "hand."

Taffy: All mechanical I'm afraid. Only the central core of my nervous system survived.

Wade looks kind of sheepish.

Samantha: I'd like to find a way to inflitrate the fleets in such a way as to bring them under my command.

Wade: Geez...

Taffy: That will not be easy.

Wade: I'm sorry Taff...

Arthur scratches the back of his head.

 

Taffy: To know that you are alive brings me great joy. I have already reproduced once. This new form is strangely satisfying. The Fedora no longer fits however.

Samantha: First step to galactic dominance is a base of operations. *smirks** Can't get one to custom fit the suit?

Ta'Rang: Use a form or mind control on the captains of the ships.

Taffy: Haven't had the time. Soon though.

Samantha: I'd rather not force obedience.

Killian: Present them with a will strong enough, and a force substantial enough, and the captains will folds.

Ta'Rang: Then free their minds from the ones who have control.

Samantha: Which is the softer target do you think?

Taffy: Dar'Gredick. He rules through fear mostly. He keeps the officers under him in check with fear of dishonor. If he were to be beaten, the Yazarian fleet would follow a new leader.

Killian: Plan A, then.

Samantha: Well Ta, looks like you're going to get your shot.

Taffy: He also tends to contract out more and has one of his high level operatives working through the merc companies.

Samantha smiles wickedly.

Killian: But to turn the Yazarians, we need a show of force. A very visible show of force, am I right, Ta?

Ta'Rang smiles.

Ta'Rang: Yes.

Samantha: Tobias, I have a plan.

Arthur arches an eyebrow.

Killian: Please tell me it involves my finally getting to build some new weapons.

Samantha: You're going to captain a small pirate crew that will hire on with Dar'Gredick's fleet.

Ta'Rang: I do not think Dar'Gredick would except a challenge from me.

Arthur: Build me a ship, and Ill put on a dress and call myself Sally. I am already intrigued.

Samantha: Dar has no honor Ta. You don't need to challenge him. Just publicly destory him.

Ta'Rang: That I will do.

Killian: We can do this.

Samantha: We're also going to need slightly different identities should Dar go looking a little more closely at us. Because once we get close he will recognize us in person.

Killian: I have a thought on that.

Samantha: But we need to get to that point first.

Ta'Rang: Taffy and Doc can you train my mind to block the entities mental assault?

Arthur: Him recognising me may be what I need to get in.

Killian: But Sam's right about the rest of us.

Samantha: That's what I'm counting on Tobias. He will know you by reputation.

Micah: Disguises. Roles to play.

Samantha: I don't think we'll need physical disguises for quite some time.

Ta'Rang: I can not be disguised.

Samantha: Taffy, you said you still have your contacts?

Killian: I'll bet you can, Ta. Especially if we finish that armor you're wearing.

Samantha: We'll just need to be names on a roster. But not our names. He has no arm-flaps Killian. It's a pretty distcint feature amongst Yazarians.

Caspar: I can check on it. But I do'nt think so Ta.

 

Killian: So how much run-up are we thinking here? Especially if we're building a ship... or more than one.

Arthur: Make mine black, if you would. Sprinkled with a bit of malice. *smiles broadly** **

Samantha: We already Have a ship. And it's already in the yards. And it's a Yazarian hull.

Killian: Party pooper.

Arthur blasphemes.

Samantha: Taffy, do we have a way of contacting you?

Ta'Rang: We need a drive system.

Killian: I can make it dance like a firefly and hit like a nova.

Taffy: Yes I do have many contacts.

Samantha: Give me some so I can let you know my progress.

Taffy: There is much risk in revealing who my contacts are. For their safety I ask that you trust me with enough to transfer than information in a less than conventional way.

Samantha: I do.

Taffy glows brightly for a moment.

Taffy: That should do it.

Samantha: It should.

 

Ta'Rang: Taffy do you still have an enitity inside you?

Killian: All that shines is not an invading noncorporeal alien from another dimension.

Taffy: No.

Taffy: When you last saw me, the entity had burned out my abilities completely. I was just getting used to the idea of never having them back when the accident happened on the way to pick you up.

Samantha: Silver lining.

Killian: Accident... he asked dubiously?

Samantha: The black hole. We've been over this.

Killian: Oh, "accident." Yeah.

Taffy: When the black hole collapsed, a gate appeared briefly. I think it was to the Void. Energy washed over me and though my body burned, it kept my mind alive. When I came to, I was in this suit and my abilities had returned.

Ta'Rang: I remember that the entity that was with me said that Dar'Gredick had prepared his body for use and was powerful.

Samantha: We may still have one evil entity left to track down. Keep that in mind.

Taffy: He is powerful. But there is hope for us yet.

Ta'Rang: In what way

Samantha: We have me. *smiles charmingly**

Wade: And me. *copies Sams's smile**

Taffy: When that entity entered you, it used your own natural talents as a conduit for its own. I think you can develop your own abilities to fight Dar'Gredick with.

Ta'Rang: And how shall I train for this? And who will guide me

Taffy: Ask Doc to help you.

Caspar: What?

Wade smiles at the thought of Doc training Ta.

Ta'Rang: It says it doesn't know if it can

Samantha: Alright Taffy. I'll be in touch.

Taffy: Be careful. Your plan is a good one. Even good ones sometimes fail.

Ta'Rang: Well, Doc Taffy believes you can help me develop my mental abilities.

Samantha: I usually plan on failure so success is a pleasant surprise.

Taffy: I could. I am not coming with you though. Farewell Captain.

Killian: Take care of yourself, Taffy.

Taffy: And you too.

Taffy reenters the airlock and leaves the Night Owl. Samantha cycles the lock.

 

Samantha: Alright Margiar, where's the Star Hammer?

Ta'Rang looks at Doc.

Margiar: Right where it has always been.

Samantha: Good.

Margiar: We simply took over the title of it and have repaired it substantially.

Samantha: And you have no idea how thankful I am for that. So how much do you trust Taffy?

Killian: I've been working on a design for a mobile nano-constructor based on the Mercury's system. It should speed up modifications.

Margiar: I don't. Then again, I hardly trust you. I work for Rachael and she says you are the new boss. So I follow your lead.

Samantha: I can buy that.

Margiar: For what its worth, I don't think he is trying to set you up. But, he was Terran Intelligence for a very long time. He is good at it.

Samantha: I'm sure. He set us at his former enemy first.

Samantha: For all I know he's using us to take out the Empire's enemy so they can claim a victory. He may still work for them. For all that it hardly matters.

Killian: I was going to say, where's the downside?

Samantha: We needed to choose a side to hit first.

Margiar: I think he was right there. If he set you against the other, I would have cried trap. It might still be that he is not completely up front, but I don't think he means you harm.

Samantha: Might as well use his resources up before we use yours. I think he just wants to be somewhere with a good view of the action.

Margiar: You could always do the unexpected and go after the other despite his advice.

Samantha: He might even be slightly afraid of us. We keep walking away from things that should have us dead to rights. I could. But I'll play along for now.

Margiar: You're the boss.

Killian: I think he picked the right target. Less effort, more publicity. Not, you know, a lot less effort.

Margiar: Once you take down Dar'Gredick, the other will be more alert than ever.

Samantha: Of course it will. But I might have a Yazarian fleet at Ta's command.

Margiar: That would be an asset.

Samantha: Alright. We need to check on the current status of the Star Hammer and maybe actually get a few days of relaxation.

Killian: I think they call it "recuperation" around here.

 

Samantha: Let Alvarez think were either dead or so beaten we've disappeared to lick our wounds.

Margiar: I'll lay in a course to Liberty.

Killian: Or "mending."

Ta'Rang: That never happens for us.

Samantha: Liberty it is I guess.

Margiar: Maybe as we get closer, we can figure out the crew part.

Samantha: Tobias, any old crew you know of looking to sign back on with you?

Arthur blinks at hearing his name.. breaking from being distant.

Arthur: Wish I knew. That's what I was hoping for on Cerebus.

Samantha: Well, that was a bust. If you think of any other haunts let me know.

Arthur: I can do some digging around... although I must warn you they are not the most scrupulous bunch.

Killian: I should probably get some plans ready for the Hammer's upgrades. And Sam, you might want to put a bug in Taffy's ear about crew. Just a thought. We don't have any spare AI cores left or I'd build you some, it would take a while to get more in production.

Samantha: I'm not going to trust anyone Taffy sends me as a crew for now.

Wade: Doc has an active AI...

Arthur: I would. Had I my own ship.

Arthur goes distant again.

Samantha: Margiar, think the Mercury might be useful as some raw materials?

Margiar: Certainly.

 

Roll End Credits

[ghost-angel]

Re: Gemini Ascendant Episodes

 

That's it. That brings us right up to tonight's game. I hope you enjoyed reading the last, almost, two years worth of gaming. From now on posts will be done Friday's at some point after I format the Thursday night game log.

[Nolgroth]

Re: Gemini Ascendant Episodes

 

Wow, that was a lot of posting. Some good memories and a compiled framework that serves as a nice tool for me to go back and see where I did well and where I might have done better. Thanks again.

[ghost-angel]

Re: Gemini Ascendant Episodes

 

Yeah, good thing I could use this to pad my low post count.

 

It was a fun project to do en masse as such. helped me better figure out how to look at and edit a lot of document at once. As an exercise in fun facts:

Total Word Cont: Over 341,000 (my text editor clocks it at 341,397)

That's almost a 2MB text file right there.

 

As soon as Starwolf gets me the PM portion of the last game I can edit it and post that.

[ghost-angel]

Re: Gemini Ascendant Episodes

 

The posting of last weeks episode is delayed due to the sudden death of a text file. This reinforcing why I work with backup copes, though it did wipe a couple hours of work.

 

As a sneak preview of what went on .... The crew landed on a planet and encountered the strangest creature they have met to date: horses.

[ghost-angel]

Re: Gemini Ascendant Episodes

 

Season 03 - Episode 073 (Season Episode 19)

Zebulon System - 3 days later. Following a lead from Arthur, the crew travels to Zebulon system in search of another possible contact.

Arthur: Sam.

Samantha: Yes?

Arthur: We are going to want to travel to Volturnus, here in Zebulon.

Samantha: We are?

Arthur: Aye.. I have a contact there.. who can get us what we need.

Samantha: Alright.

Arthur: Though... speaking with her will most likely be a tad... rough.

Samantha: Dare I ask?

Arthur: Frankly, she's a hellacious bitch.

Samantha: I see.

Arthur: The other problem, is the planet is under strict migration control. We will need to dock at the orbital station and shuttle down. It's a hot, burning volcanic waste of a planet, in my humble opinion.

Wade: You know for a bunch of rebel/pirates we sure are a law abiding bunch.

Killian: What other restrictions do they have in place? Weapons? Mechanical lifeforms?

Ta'Rang: good cover, Wade.

Arthur: None that I am aware. The contact with the Authorites isn't what I'm worried about.

Wade: Cover schmover... lets just land and shoot who ever objects.

Arthur: I beg your pardon.. but its that type of mentality that lead to... *trails off**

Ta'Rang: That's my old buddy.

Samantha: Cool it Wade. Now.

Wade: Cap'n Sam SAID I could start shootin stuff and folks. *grins**

Margiar: Sometimes Wade, being invisible is better than being invincible.

Wade: sheesh no sense of humor.

 

Samantha: Alright, dock at the station.

Ta'Rang: Ask permission Wade.

Killian: So what else do we need to know about the hellacious bitch? And is that her title or a nickname?

Arthur: My, ahem.. friend here will have a lot of resources. Unfortunately.. talking to her is a not unlike playing checkers with a wolverine. Her name is Meg.

Wade: Ok ask permission... then shoot. JUST KIDDING, no shooting... honest injun... unless provoked.

Samantha: Yeah, well most of our guns are currently slagged.

Elvis: Heck, I'm with Wade on this one. Look at that place. It looks creepy.....

Elvis points out the viewport.

Wade: Looks like someone already nuked the place.

Samantha: I never said no guns. *pats her pistol**

Arthur's eyes go distant and a slight smile appears on the corners of his mouth.

Elvis: The atmo is breathable, barely.

Samantha: Just don't shoot first.

Elvis: Anyone not wearing a mask is gonna have times of breathlessness and all the symptoms of borderline asphyxiation.

Wade: This is my pistol... this is my gun... ones for fightin... the others for

Killian: Anyone have any duct tape?

Samantha: So, you know, just like every other time I've been to a planet.

Wade: Won't make breathing easlier.

Killian looks at his damaged skinsuit.

Killian: I guess I need to work on that.

Samantha: Should just need a face mask Killian.

 

A short time later, Wade docks in his designated berth.

Wade: Ok first item on the shooping list... new Armored space suit.

Killian: Yeah, well, Sam, traveling without armor in this crowd.

Samantha: I'm not dead yet. Staying topside or coming down with, Margiar? And a status update on Rachael Doc?

Wade: I am coming with Sam... where ever.

The hanger berth is pretty obviously ill-maintained. Half of the lights are either out or are flickering the final stages of their lives. Rust is plainly visible on many of the metal surfaces and there are abandoned cargo containers littering the floor. You would positively think the place abandoned, save for the intermittent activity in the other berths.

Caspar: Rachael is in good shape. She has been in and out of consciousness during the trip.

Killian gets his skinsuit on anyway - even though not airtight, it's some armor.

Micah: Maybe I should go?

Arthur: Well.. Meg is in a small settlement called... and you'll love this Hell's Forge.

Samantha: Sounds like a nice place for a vacation home. Ok, you want to leave the ship unattended in this... I hate to call it a station, place, Margiar?

Micah seems somewhat bulkier than a few days ago.

Ta'Rang: So we need personal force fields if we find them.

Samantha: Good luck on that. Those aren't exactly common tech.

Ta'Rang: Luck is always on our side Sam.

Margiar: I think there should be a reserve force that hangs back. Wade's plan might be a sound backup.

Ta'Rang: Who stays?

Samantha: Arthur's choice. This is his show.

Killian: I can stay behind, Micah can go. He's in better shape than I am anyway.

Wade: uhm... I had a plan?

Arthur sighs.

Margiar: Fly in and shoot the place up. *smiles**

Wade: ok got it....

Ta'Rang folds his arms over his chest.

Samantha: Great. Another one.

Wade: Ok Cap.... who stays...?

Arthur: A moment while I consider the possibilities.

Micah: You're outnumbered, Samantha.

Samantha: I always am Micah.

Wade: uh uh... its me and Sam we got the galaxy outnumbered.

Elvis: I took the liberty of searching the local database. There is a merchant who sells surface survival gear.

Wade: oh goody... guns.

Caspar: thats all you thank about.

 

Arthur: To be honest I'd like people with a sharp mind and easy disposition to accompany. She's a ruthless old hag and I don't want anyone around who would take irreconcilable offense to the things she might say.

Ta'Rang: That would be a good idea for who ever goes.

Micah: The other reason I could go - I don't need the breather.

Elvis: Actually yes. There is a thriving Big Game hunting industry here.

Micah: And I don't take offense. Whoopsie.

Micah considers his potential as "big game."

Samantha: So, who do you want with you?

Ta'Rang: So you're saying some of us maybe to easy to insult?

Elvis: I would actually advise against Micah or myself going.

Micah: Darn.

Samantha: AIs aren't people Micah. Don't need to deal with unregistered property here.

Arthur: She finds everyone easy to insult. I'm saying I want people with me who won't shoot at her.

Samantha: Heh.

Elvis: This is one of the worlds that the Sathar had Mechan development labs on. Early settlers here had some difficulty with AI units and there is some legal prejudice against AI constructs here.

Micah: I never get to play outside.

Ta'Rang: Well you have a problem then don't you?

Samantha: Ta, Wade you two are on shopping. Pick up some spare weapons. Elvis and Micah are shipside for that probably quick getaway.

Killian: Maybe on the next planet, Micah.

Arthur: Sam and Killian then.

Samantha: Doc, you get your choice of scenery.

Wade: Got it Cap... any budget constraints?

Samantha: Same with you Margiar. Try to leave us with some working capital.

Ta'Rang: What are we shopping for?

Wade: Guns.

Arthur: Weaponry.

Killian: Breathers.

Margiar: All the same to you, I think I should stay here with the ship. I have had the pleasure of doing business here before. Local memory is long and forgiveness is short.

Ta'Rang: explosives.

Wade: That's what I said, guns.

Arthur: And a bottled water, if you don't mind.

Samantha: We need EVAs, weapons and some other spare incidentals.

Killian: Lemon twist or straight up?

Arthur: Straight, thank you. Wait, Killian you're coming with us.

Caspar: I want to go with Arthur.

Killian: Just asking.

Samantha: OK, let's go get something so we can breathe on that stupid rock. Yes explosives if you really need them.

Ta'Rang: Make a list before you leave then, Killian you will need to make a list too

Arthur sighs.

Caspar: Just asking.

Arthur: Pardon me. Im going to talk with the wall and see if I get any further. No, Doc that sigh wasn't for you. You are very welcome to come.

Ta'Rang: I need them.

Samantha: Alright Doc you're with us. Then get some Ta.

Killian: If you find something exotic in the weapons line, see if you can snag it. Or long-range.

Samantha goes to leave to buy a breather and cab fair to the rock.

Killian: Or something broken and cheap I can fix. Maybe. If it's almost free.

Ta'Rang: How about a sniper rail gun?

Samantha: I don't need anything unless someone is selling a fully equipped dreadnaught on the cheap.

Killian: I'm all about railguns.

Samantha: Use you're judgement alright.

Killian: I'll get you one of those later, Sam.

Samantha: Let's Go Arthur, Killian, Doc.

Arthur: Let's get this over with. The sooner we get this done the sooner I can start repairing my ego after Meg shreds it.

Samantha: You'll be fine.

Killian: I could use a good armored suit to refit my skinsuit. Maybe a decent high-tech EVA apparatus for parts - and that long-range rifle we talked about. I need to be farther away from ground zero from now on. Something accurate.

Arthur: My weapons seem to be a bit battered, mind picking me up a pair of the hardest hitting stubs you can manage?

Killian: Arthur, if you need to you can borrow one of my pistols. They're kind of modified.

Arthur: Appreciated immensely.

Wade: K... Ta lets go shopping...

Ta'Rang: Well Wade you ready to go shopping?

Arthur: Right, then. Let's head out.

 

Wade straps on his damaged guns... and check to make sure his galactic express card is in his pocket.

Ta'Rang: *reaches for the engery sword** just making sure I have this with me.

Caspar: I am ready.

Wade: Lead on brother..

 

The trip to the surface takes almost no time at all. Or at least, they are too busy worrying about the turbulence to keep track of time. At any rate, the shuttle lands at a train depot with trains departing for various locations on the planet. Facilities here are rather sparse and the whole place feels more like something from the history texts than anything modern. The environment is hot, muggy and one imagines, difficult to breathe. The masks are definitely keeping out the particulate matter. The planet itself seems to be in an early geological development era. Lush jungles and lots of tectonic activity.

Samantha: Stupid rocks.

There are five main lines. The E line terminates at Hell's Forge, but not before passing through Devil's Roost and Vulcan's Fury first. The trip time is estimated at an hour (one direction).

Ta'Rang: Let's look for directions to the shopping center

Arthur: Looks like E Line is our ride.

Samantha: Alright, E-Train it is.

 

The ride starts out crowded at first. Devil's Roost is some sort of local landmark of some significance and most of the tourists get off there to go to some high vantage point. Most of the rest get off at Vulcan's Fury, a place well name for an almost continual geyser of molten rock that spews up into the air. From Vulcan's Fury to Hell's Forge, there are only two other passengers. They look like miners or some such. Samantha looks out at the lovely desolation that is a rock. Hell's Forge actually has little tectonic activity in itself. The jungle gives way to a scrub desert. It is hot, but the air seems clearer out this way. The other passengers seem to be content to look out the window. They have lunch pails and workbelts. The tram stops. There is an overhead announcement that the line has terminated and to please exit the train car.

 

Hell's Forge is actually not too bad compared to everything else they've seen on Volturnus. The wind blows towards the mountains and the air is actually clear enough to breathe without the masks. The town itself is made of squat concrete buildings. There is a sound of some sort of music (a piano maybe?) playing from somewhere down the road. There only seems to be one street. A few settlements can be seen out on the desert. Loader bots start removing cargo from the train.

Killian: Palatial. Almost.

Samantha: No. Not really *monotone voice**

Arthur: Well I would imagine a chat with the locals would be our best bet. Beats running around shouting "Meg".

Samantha: Your show.

The two miners head into town. They stop at the first building on the right side of the street and go in.

Killian: I'd pay to see that if I had any money.

Arthur smiles slightly.

Arthur: Well I'm glad you don't. Let's head in the direction of the music. Hopefully it means merriment and isn't their version of Taps.

Killian heads in the direction of the merry-or-otherwise music. The rest follow. The music is coming from a building plainly marked as the Muddled Miner. There is a picture of a miner staring at a mug and scratching his head. From outside the door, the music is fairly loud.

Arthur: Shall we?

Samantha braces for sonic impact.

Killian: We shall indeed.

Samantha: Get this done.

The front door opens easily. Inside, the sound of an old-fashioned chord piano is playing loudly while a bunch of drunken miners sing off-tune to the music. All in all, the ambiance is old west, complete with period costumes. The one thing they note is that there are no computer terminals anywhere, nor any robots. The most modern things they see are the guns that every one of the patrons is sporting.

Samantha: Well, I'm not too out of place.

Arthur: Yeah, good thing we're not sore thumbs or anything.

Killian: Oh. naaw, never.

Arthur mosies on over to the bar, pardner.

Killian: Quick, somebody get thrown through a window, that'll fool them.

Samantha: Ha. Don't make me put you on the no talking list too.

Killian: The difference is, Sam, I just suggested it, I didn't actually do it.

Samantha: Yeah, and you keep saying that stuff out loud and others follow it as a good idea. So shut up.

Killian: We're short two loose cannons on this expedition, Cappy. I feel liberated.

Bartender: Afternoon. What'll it be?

Samantha: Sure.

Arthur: An answered question, sir. If I may.

Bartender: If I can.

Caspar: Ale.

Bartender stiffens up a bit.

Bartender: How 'bout some beer instead.

Arthur: *In the lowest voice possible and still in hearing range of the bartender** I am looking for someone named Meg. I heard she was around these parts.

Caspar: Yep

Bartender laughs. Killian keeps an eye on the doors and patrons. Samantha leans against the bar facing the door.

Bartender: Yeah, she's 'round these parts. Owns a ranch a few klicks outside town.

Arthur: Good enough if you can point me in the direction... and I'll have a beer if it pleases you.

Bartender: She ain't too keen on visitors most days, but hey you never know.

The bartender sets up the asked for drinks.

Arthur: Well her and I ... we ah.. go way back I guess you could say.

Samantha: Whiskey if you got it.

Bartender: You and her go "way back?" Son, you don't look like you go back even halfway. Still, you look the type that Meg would like. Whiskey it is.

He sets up the whiskey.

Arthur: Well, you got me there. She goes way back. I go back as far as I dare.

Samantha kicks back the whiskey.

Samantha: So we need a ride out of town.

Bartender: Spoken true my friend. Just head north and east out of town. Her ranch is sort of hidden down in a gulch. Once you see the road, just follow it in. You won't miss it.

Bartender: A ride? Well, other than the train you ain't going to ride anything but a horse.

Killian: Hey, a nice hour's walk in the country doesn't appeal to you, Sam?

Bartender: And the train don't go to Meg's.

Samantha: Horse?

Samantha looks quizzical.

Arthur: Damn it. I've no more ridden a horse than I've ridden a cat. I think walking is our easiest choice.

Killian: Horse. Quadriped. Beast of burden. Riding, racing and utility animal.

Bartender: Yeah. The livery is at the west end of the street. Might be able to rent a couple of horses for the day.

Killian: Famous animal. I wonder if they're real or artificial.

Arthur: Well I guess it wouldn't hurt to take a look.

Killian: They're pleasant animals, if I recall correctly.

Bartender: Oh they are real alright. Imported them a few years back Meg did. Her ranch has more than you can imagine. Cost her a penny too I'd wager.

Arthur: She's a big shot here, eh? Sounds like I've got the right Meg.

Bartender: Well, this here establishment belongs to Meg. The mining company belongs to Meg. Heck, I can't even think of anything that doesn't.

Killian: Maybe they have a wagon.

Samantha: Ok, well, let's go then.

Arthur pays for the drinks.

 

Back on the Orbital Station, Ta'rang and Wade wander into Frank's Firearms and Accessories. Frank is a short, fat, balding man with unkempt hair and a straggly beard. Wade walks up to the proprietor and offers his hand. He greets them with a loud and boisterous "Hiya Fellas!" Ta'Rang looks thru the rifle section.

Ta'Rang: Hello

Wade: Howdy... The names McCode... Wade McCode.

Frank: What can I get for you today?

Ta'Rang: We're looking for some equipment.

Wade: Well we are new here abouts and need to provision an expedition. We have a pretty big list.

Wade offers the list to Frank.

Frank: Well then you've come to the right place. You looking to bag on of the big ones or are ya just looking for some extra protection?

Frank takes the list.

Ta'Rang: little of both

Frank 's eyes get real big as he scans the list.

Wade: Mostly protrection... but I might like to take a shot at one of the big bucks if the opportunity presents itself.

Frank: Wow, this is some heavy duty stuff. Let me see.....

Frank starts scratching is ample belly as he looks over the list and runs some calculations in his head. There is a faint smile behind his beard and a hungry gleam in his eye.

Wade: We can afford it my big buddy here is a rich uranium rancher from the planet Texas

Ta'Rang: You can help us out or will we have to lok to some other store?

Frank: Now don't get all fired up yet. Let me see.....

Frank: EVA Suits. No problem. So we can check those off. Blaster Pistols? You mean Ions or something else?

Wade: *whispers to frank** Don't mind him.. its the Uranium... made his wings fall off, his hair grow, and his attitude nasty, but underneath he's all heart.

Ta'Rang: Something else if you got them.

Frank looks up from the list.

Frank: Huh? Oh, something other than Ion? Sure. I've got lasers.

Wade: Well by blasters... I mean whatever you have that packs the heviest punch... in case a big one charges.

Frank: But I see you have those on your list. Hmmm. Maybe you'd be interested in some plasma weapons. I got a couple of rifles and one pistol. I don't think you're gonna find much more than that.

Wade: That would do just fine.

Ta'Rang: Sounds interesting.

Wade: A Plasma rifle for Sam and Ta and the pistol for moi.

Ta'Rang: would you have a long ranged rifle?

Frank: I don't have milspec stuff, so no autofire lasers. I do have a couple of overcharged laser rifles. They do tend to punch through the heavy armor a little better. Long range? Hmmm. I got an antique rail rifle.

Ta'Rang looks at Wade.

Wade: Sounds good so long as overcharged doesn't mean overheating.

Frank: Stunners no problem. Knives no problem.

Wade winks at Ta'Rang.

Ta'Rang: lets have a look at the rail rifle.

Frank: Well, you gotta trade a little heat for the overcharge, but as long as you ain't looking at fighting an army, shouldn't be a problem.

Frank gets out the rifle and sets it on the counter. Ta'Rang picks up the rifle.

Wade: NICE...

Ta'Rang checks it out for damage annd overall condition.

Ta'Rang: Hmmmm

Frank: The rest of your list shouldn't be too much of a problem. TD-19 and 20 huh? Mind if I ask where you setting up claim?

Ta'Rang sets it back on the counter.

Wade: Out near devils rock I believe

Frank: Good thing you boys are shopping out here. You can't get this kind of stuff in the core systems. Devil's Rock huh. I gotcha. Only about fifty of those down there.

Frank winks as if "mums the word."

Wade: Yeah... I might even look into buying a small spread here... I am starting to like the atmosphere.

Ta'Rang looks back at Wade then Frank .

Frank: So let me do some figuring.

Wade: Ya know Frank, if you can cut a break on the price... I can gaurantee a corporate contract for bulk purchases... if you don't mind some lucrative cash on quiet deals.

Frank: There, I put the prices on your list. I might be able to give you a price break. We'll see.

 

Back on Volturnus. There are no wagons in town. All of the supplies are brought in from trains. That is the only capacity in which there is high tech in this town and the only function robots have on Volturnus. Very simple AI constructs.

Samantha: Um... this sucks?

Killian: Maybe Doc can ride sidesaddle. Or maybe there's a really big saddlebag.

Caspar: How far is it?? I guess i can try.

Samantha looks nervously at the horses.

Killian: You could probably ride with one of us.

Killian checks to see if the horses are nervous, anxious, friendly or indifferent.

Samantha: Ok, um... I've never... well. Hell I've never seen a horse that I can recall. People ride these?

Killian pets one of the horses.

Killian: Yup.

Samantha: Ok.

Killian: I've never ridden one, but they had a whole herd of them at the capital zoo on Malva.

Caspar: I think the horses smell a lot.

Arthur: So are we riding or walking? Honestly it doesn't matter to me which.

Killian: They love you too, Doc.

Samantha: Which is faster?

Arthur: Riding.

They do smell and though they are a little frisky, it seems more like they are eager for the exercise than dangerous.

Killian: Well, if we don't all fall off and die, riding.

Arthur: Granted, that's if no one falls... right.

Samantha: Um... can two people ride one? Can I ride on the back with someone?

Killian: You're pretty light, Sam, it would probably work.

Arthur: Its feasible.. I think.

Killian: Depends on the horse. I think they can carry a lot, actually.

Samantha: They're certainly big enough.

Killian: Thousands of years ago they used to carry people in metal armor.

Samantha looks up at the horse, and has a brief flash of riding one before. In mountains she thinks.

Killian: You've got that look again.

Samantha: Ok, that was weird.

Samantha touches the horse on the muzzle.

Samantha: Hi there, apparently, I kind of do know how to ride. So... give me a sec would you.

Samantha tries to clarify the flash she just had.

Arthur: What in blue perfect hell are we waiting for?

Killian: We're making friends, Arthur.

Caspar: To get on the horse.

Killian gently scratches beneath the mane of one of the horses.

Killian: You do smell funny, don't you widdwe horsie. I guess we're riding.

Arthur: Shall I fetch some tea? Hm? Or maybe we can all get seperate rooms?

Mounting the horses is not too difficult once the groom shows them how. It takes a couple of tries, but the horses are mostly patient.

Caspar: Arthur we've never seen a horse before.

Samantha: Oh. I remember. Ok, I'm good.

Killian: Just be gentle on the... ummm... controls...

Samantha looks at Killian.

Caspar: It's too bad that I can't talk to them.

Samantha: I fly normal.

Killian: Can't you, Doc?

Caspar: No

Killian: Is that an anagram for something, Sam?

Samantha: Anagram? Funny. No, I fly a ship to the situation.

Arthur: North and East. That's where we're headed. Is the charge incurred at departure or when we return?

 

The ride out to the ranch is relatively uneventful. Daylight is starting to fade and they almost didn't find the road. Eventually though, they climb over a small hill and look down into a small valley where there is a ranch set up.

Arthur: Oh, good. We've arrived.

Samantha: Looks, cozy. I hope they don't try and shoot us and kick us out. Riding in the dark doesn't sound fun.

Arthur: Yes, just fething lovely.

Killian: Given the option, I'd rather be kicked out than shot at.

Arthur: That won't... I don't belie... That probably won't happen.

Killian: Okay, well, here we are.

Samantha: Let's go say hello.

Arthur: I'll go ring the bell I suppose. Killian can you tell if there are any perimeter alarms or traps?

There are several ranchhands moving about in the yard. They see the crew pretty quick and all sort of "casually" assemble near the front gate. A rather large-framed man waits at the entrance gate for them.

Arthur: Greetings, sir!

Arthur raises a hand. Killian looks, in detail and thermographics, for signs of "problem areas." Samantha looks casual like as Doc looks around.

Carl: Evenin'.

Arthur: Straight and to the point... I've come to speak with Meg.

Killian sees guys in the house at the windows and on the roof as well.

Carl: Meg huh? I don't think she was expectin' company.

Killian quietly indicates the areas of concern to Sam, Samantha looks oblivious but does note all the possible targets.

Arthur: I don't believe she would.. that's for sure. I'm an old acquaintance. I haven't seen her for a spell.

 

There is a loud screeching howl that sounds down the canyon. It makes the small hairs on their necks (Doc's excluded) stand on end. A couple of the ranchhands look around nervously.

Samantha: What, was that?

Carl: And would you be havin' a name then?

Arthur looks in the sky briefly.

Arthur: Aye.. Tobias. Tobias Crowe.

Carl: That? Meg calls them Coyotes. She says they are kind of the same as a creature on her home planet.

Carl: Crowe huh?

Carl, without taking his eyes off of them, gestures for one of the hands to come forward.

Carl: Billy, go tell Meg she has some company. Ask her if she would like to speak to a Tobias Crowe.

Carl: So where you comin' from Toby?

Arthur: Around. I've been on archaelogical digs for some time.

They all notice that there are no Yazarians, Vrusk or Dralasites in the ranch crew. Killian makes a note to keep an eye on Doc.

 

Carl: You do what now? That sure is a mouthful.

 

Wade gets happily snockered with Frank and Ta.. while the supplies are crated and delivery is arranged.

 

Arthur: I've been digging around in rocks looking for artifacts.

Carl: Well, that don't sound like a friend of Meg. Do it boys?

Arthur: Well, that's only recently, sir.

Carl: Ah. Well here's Billy. What'd Meg say?

Billy: Meg said she'd have words with him. Let him in and stable the horses.

Carl steps aside and opens the gate.

Carl: Come on in afore the coyotes get you.

Arthur steps through.

Samantha: Oh good.

Carl: Just follow me. Meg don't like firearms in her home, so you have to leave all that sort of thing with Billy here.

Carl starts walking towards the ranch house. Killian fiddles with his ion pistol for a second before handing it over. Doc gives its gun to them, Samantha just unstraps her pistol and hands it over. Arthur hands his gun to Killian, to hand to Billy. Carl leads you into the house, once satisfied that you've turned over all of your sidearms.

Carl: She's in the study. Would you kindly take her evening tea in with you?

Arthur: Nothing would make me happier.

Carl points towards the study door and then heads back outside. Arthur walks toward the door and knocks. The door opens into a dark room lit only by a fireplace. A woman with long silver hair sits with her back to them, facing the fire.

Meg: Come in Tobias Crowe.

Meg's voice is Meg's, but there is something different about it. Arthur walks in looking for a place to set the tea tray. There is a table next to Meg's chair.

Arthur: You don't sound as I remember you, Meg.. if you'll pardon my saying.

Samantha steps only a little ways into the room.

Meg: No. I imagine not. So tell me what brings your here Tobias. You have made quite a name for yourself in the "shipping" business. The last I saw of you, Captain, oh I so hate to forget old names, was tossing orders to you.

Meg's hair is combed so that it is hard to get a good look at her from the side. At least while maintaining ones manners. Her voice is more steady, not so cackling as he remembers.

Arthur: Well, Meg. I'm sure you consider yourself to be well informed. Don't be coy, Meg. It's just not you. *smiles** You know I've come to ask you for something. Some.. things.

Meg: And what would you ask of me? More importantly, what's in it for me?

Killian looks thermographically and closely to see if he can determine what's so special about "hidden Meg". Meg looks like a normal heat signature.

Arthur: I want back in Meg. I've been digging in rocks far too long... and I'm ready to stop hiding. I need a crew. And a ship... and a silent partner to share a percentage of my dealings with. And.. a regular chain of supplies from a reliable source.

Meg: A silent partner. Now you should remember that I am none too keen at keeping my mouth shut. *there is a wry sense of humor in the tone of her voice**

Arthur: Well, that would be up to you. You can be as loud as you want Meg. You know that as well as I. I just threw the word in there for your option and scrutiny.

Meg: So you want a ship and a crew and a supply chain? I was a pirate, not a military commander. I can probably find you a crew and a ship. But supplies? You'll have to get those in the more traditional way.

Meg: I take it you are flat broke eh?

 

Samantha looks at Arthur.

Arthur: Well that seems more than fair. I am a trader anyway. As we both know. Rock digging doesn't pay much. That's the main reason I was offering a cut in return for your aid. An open ended cut. Time terminable by you.

Meg: Yes, I figured the "partner" thing was because I have everything and you have nothing. Don't get sour. We both know the game. And I know it must rankle the great Captain Crowe to have to lower himself to having a partner. One of the reasons I'm even considering this.

Samantha cocks an eyebrow.

Arthur: Were the matters not dire I wouldn't even be here taking up your time. And yes.. you see right through me. You were always able to. But I am not so humble to completely disregard someone I've so admired.

Meg: Well let it not be said that Tobias Crowe does not have a tongue of honey. Just watch out for his blade. *She addresses the rest of the crew at that**

Samantha smirks and also gestures for Tobias to step a litte closer so she can whisper to him. Arthur moves toward Sam.

Meg: Tell you what Tobias. A ship has recently entered my possession. She has no crew as yet. You can have her, though I hear that the UPF Navy has more than a passing interest in her.

Tobias: Not something I'm unfamiliar with.

Killian: *quietly** Oh dear.

Samantha: *whispers** Don't need supplies. We need a no questions asked storage facility.

Tobias nods.

Tobias: *whispers** On planet?

Samantha: *whispers** Both.

Tobias: We also would be needing a storage facility or two, if you know of any on the market or.. attainable by other means. One orbital, one grounded.

Meg: I can do you better. Near Lynchpin is an old hollowed out asteroid. I used it myself once upon a time after the miners finished with her. As far as I know, she is still my secret. As I am not in the business anymore, you can use that as your secret base.

Tobias: Appreciated, much so.

Meg: As for grounded, this is the only ground I have. I run a legitimate enterprise here and I won't place that in danger. Not even for Tobias Crowe. Now to terms.

Tobias nods.

Meg: I want 25% of each hall until you bring me a million credits. Not such a bad deal as all that. And you owe me a favor to be collected at my discretion.

Tobias: I could sit here and barter with you like I do everyone else, Meg.. but I won't insult you with my banter. It seems fair to me.. and I am no stranger to owed favors.

Meg: Very good then. Now, we go to sleep early here. I suggest you get some sleep and head back in the morning.

Tobias: Right, then. Good night, Meg.

Meg: Carl will set you up in the guest house.

Meg starts sipping her tea. Tobias bows and leaves the study. Killian is the last one out.

 

Roll End Credits

[ghost-angel]

Re: Gemini Ascendant Episodes

 

Season 03 - Episode 074 (Season Episode 20)

---BEGIN NEWS FEED---

The Core Worlds of the UPF are gifted with highly advanced communication gear. Couriers collect data from high speed networks and speed across vast interstellar distances in order to deliver the latest news and information exchange. But for all that, they are outclassed by one thing....scuttlebut.

 

Pilots and captains in every port of call exchange information and where they go, so too goes the rumors of comings and goings, battles won and lost, and the news on ever growing threat of the rogue yazarian and terran factions.

 

It is one such vessel that brings the news to Volturnus. Homeworld, the base of operations for the Capellan merchant league was bombarded by Dar'Gredicks fleet. Like wild fire, the news spreads throughout the station until it reaches the crew; recently reunited after the planetside visit.

---END NEWS FEED---

Samantha: Well, he's officially a bastard.

Wade reads the news feeds while conscouscly keeping his left side facing Sam.

Ta'Rang: I want to see his face before I kill him.

Wade: Damn have you guys seen this... looks like the war is starting wihtout us

Samantha: merchants.. he wants to kill the supply chain.

Ta'Rang: We need to stop him or atleast cripple him

Wade: A sound tactic even if bloody... destroy the source of supply and destroy the enemy

Samantha: Alright, we need a game plan. The Star Hammer is still in dry dock. Tobias, Arthur, whatever you are today, you check on that ship?

Ta'Rang: Well we need a ship before we can do anything about this.

Wade: Hmmm... well here is our supply list...cap.

Caspar: yep

Samantha looks over the supply list.

Samantha: We get everything on here?

Wade: Yep...

Wade winces a little and favors his right arm.

Ta'Rang: We spent 12000 on everything.

Wade: So we have burned through 24000... wow

Samantha: Alright, I know you were blown up, but I don't remember the right arm, Wade.

Wade: what right arm?

Ta'Rang: Sam you get a plasma rifle as do I and Wade claimed the plasma pistol.

Wade turns his right side away.

Ta'Rang: No just 12000, Wade

gWade: who ever uses the laser rifles be careful... they are over amped and get hot real quick... buit have some extra puch to compensate.

Ta'Rang: What do you mean 24000, Wade?

Wade: Have you seen the account Ta... we spent 12000 and there seems to be another 12000 missing

Samantha: Wade.

Wade: Uh yeah...

Samantha: Turn around. And does the plasma rifle have an autofire switch?

Wade smiles sheepsihly.

Wade: what...

Wade turns intentionally to the right.

Samantha: I could ground you.

Wade: Ah jeez...

Ta'Rang: No I haven't but I'll check the account and see where the other 12000 was spent and if that gun dealer cheated us I'll be visiting him.

Wade turns and you see a shiny new tatoo.

Samantha: wincing over a tat?

Sams name embalzond over a heart on Wades right arm. Samantha stares, then blinks. Tobias holds back bile.

Wade: Uh... I was drunk?

And finally Samantha blushes.

Samantha: Well. Moving along.

Ta'Rang: Killian we got you that rail gun you wanted.

Killian's ears perk up, metaphorically speaking.

Samantha: ahem.

Tobias: Ship is parked in the vacant asteroid Meg spoke of.

Killian takes a look at the long-range implement of destruction.

Samantha: the missing money... that was me.

Ta'Rang: Its an older model but I bet you can modify it. You?

Ta'Rang: So what did you do with 12000?

Samantha: Yep, passage on the Exeter. For all that worked out. Mostly passage on the Exeter, there were some incidentals.

Samantha turns back to Wade.

Samantha: My name over a heart?

Ta'Rang: Maybe we should become a passenger liner.........the moneys good.

Tobias laughs loudly. Wade smiles sheepishly again.

Ta'Rang: Body markings ...you humans are strange.

Killian: And/or not covered entirely with hair.

Wade: well... I'm at a loss... you see I was drinking... and then we were there... and then we were here... it coulda happened to anybody.

Killian: I'd bet you could shave artistically, though, Ta.

Samantha: I am completely at a loss for words.

Ta'Rang: You want to try!

Wade: I coud swear I told them a dragon.

Samantha: I'm sure.

Wade: Now how they got Heart with your name out of Dragon please... I just don't know.

Ta'Rang: He wants you for a mate, Sam. Don't you see that?

Tobias cleans his fingernails. Samantha blushes an even deeper shade of red.

Samantha: Yes. Ta. I. Can.

Ta'Rang nods his head, Wade starts to blush.

Killian: All hail Ta, master of the obvious and better left unsaid! *bows**

Tobias: Could you be a bit more blunt? I don't think you were specific enough.

Wade: How about those dang rebel Yazarians... we have some work to do.

 

Wade: So Arthur... what about that ship?

Samantha: He has a long way to go before...

Ta'Rang: So we leave them to their own.

Tobias rolls his eyes.

Samantha: Ok, everyone off the bridge. We have things to do.

Tobias: On the asteroid. As I stated before.

Wade: *whispers** Please something explode and change the subject.

Samantha: Tobias coordiantes please.

Ta'Rang heads over to talk to Doc. Tobias relays the coordinates of the asteroid base. Wade looks releived and heads to the pilots console.

Samantha: Now go trade off time in the auto-doc and let me forget this conversation happened.

Killian: What conversation?

Tobias: About the tattoo, Killian. That one.

Elvis: Oh like I'm going to let THAT happen. HAHAHAHA

Samantha winces.

Samantha: And you, no unauthorized laughing

Killian: Oh, look, over there, a three-headed vrusk!

Killian points out the window.

Caspar: What?

Wade loads the coordinates and request take of clearance from Volturnus Control. Volturnus Control approves clearance to launch.

Samantha: This shithole has a control center?

Killian leaves the bridge and has a look at the weapons haul.

Wade: The station does... sort of.

Elvis: Of sorts. It is an AI controlled auto-controller thing. Good enough to keep you from crashing. Sometimes.

Wade blasts off.

 

Samantha: anyone want to trade a plasma rifle for an overcharge laser rifle?

Wade: Sam you can have my overcharged rifle. I am better with a handgun anyway

Samantha: I... Wade, for the next twenty-four hours do not say anything that can be taken the Wrong way. Please.

Tobias snickers. Wade nods emphatically.

Wade: I agree boss... I was talking about the guns...

Samantha: Yep. guns.

Wade glares around the bridge.

Wade: stoopid pervs... be respectful of the captain.

Tobias stiffens and frowns.

Samantha: Right.

 

Tobias: I'm still not entirely sure where I am to find a crew. The only likely place I could think of is a ghost town.

Samantha: Know of any?

Killian: We could build one. Or we could find some race of clever primitives who long to see the stars and have eidetic memories or something...

Tobias: I may be able to contact a number of my old one... I'm not terribly sure. It's been a while.

Samantha: Better than nothing.

Wade: Or we could find a colony of wade and sam clones....

Wade looks at Margiar.

Tobias: No, thanks. Wade.

Elvis: Humans. There was just a big shakedown in Capella.....

Tobias: I don't think I could put up with much more of what happened earlier.

Samantha: True, we could go recruit from the survivors. I'm sure we could find a number of people who want a piece of Dar.

Wade: Of course there is always that Elvis.

Killian: Actually, that's a very good idea. Crew with pre-existing motivation.

Wade: I wonder how the hammer is coming along?

Tobias: I need people who will be realiable, ruthless and willing. Not some serf turned guard.

Samantha: So, let's pick up our new ship, then pick up a crew.

Margiar: Probably in need of a crew.

Tobias raises an eyebrow. Wade looks at Tobias.

Killian: That reminds me, when do we get to see the Hammer? I can't do any upgrades from way out here...

Samantha: Well Tobias, beggers can't be choosers.

Wade: Quit whining... a good captain makes the crew...

Wade looks at Sam.

Tobias: Good thing I'm not a beggar. You can be if you wish.

Tobias ignores Wade, purposefully.

Samantha: Well I don't see you coming up with a crew, only bitching about not having one.

Wade: you know I have the coordiantes... we can always space him and take his ship...

Tobias: Fuck you.

Wade grins evilly. Tobias leaves the area.

Killian: Hey, can we please go five minutes without talking about sex?

Wade: has it been 5 minutes already?

Samantha: Damn it.

Wade: Jezz... touchy... ain't he?

Elvis assumes an interested observer posture. Wade continues flying. Samantha sighs, Killian goes back to tinkering with guns - he checks out each of what's stored to make sure it's all in good condition. Samantha goes after Tobias.

 

Ta'Rang and Caspar slip away from the crew and go to practice trying to unlock whatever capabilities Taffy hinted at. Their first try is less than successful. Ta'Rang senses a presence, just barely, through the haze, before it slips away. He comes out of the meditative trance with a headache for his efforts.

 

Samantha: Alright Captain, let's have a talk.

Tobias: Fine.

stored, but it would be interesting to see it first hand.

Tobias is strapping on "piraty" attire.

Samantha: We are being placed into a desparate situation. While I would love to have the time to find and vet a space worthy crew, I'm afraid we don't have that luxury.

Tobias: I understand that. Yet that leaves no reason to put us in more unecessary danger. If we put someone onboard that doesn't know his ass from the aft it will be more trouble that it was worth finding him. Or some farmhand that pisses himself first sight of an enemy weapon.

Samantha: I don't plan on taking every idiot that walks up to me with blood in their eyes. But we could use some technicians. As good as Killian is, we need to staff a fleet. And some more pilots.

Tobias: I just need some iron. Not alluminum. If you get me.

Samantha: I know. I come from a long history of combat. Last thing I want on my wing is some green doesn't know targeting from distance count.

 

Elvis: You know Wade, I've never seen somebody spaced before. I mean, I have all the data

Wade looks at Elvis. Killian checks to see how Rachael is doing.

Rachael is recovering nicely and is presently eating something while reading the equivalent to Guns 'n' Ammo.

Wade: you know despite your really cool laugh... you really don't get the concept of teasing someone, do you... the fun is in making them squirm... but not really doing it.

Killian lends Rachael his copy of "Intergalactic Arms Review Quarterly."

Elvis: I would imagine that a potential victim of being spaced would squirm a lot right before depressurization. *thoughtful voice**

Wade: Ya know Elvis ol buddy... you have a point... even if it is on the top of your head...

Wade watches to see if Elvis gets the joke.

 

Killian: One thought on that subject: People who survive are, on average survivors. That isn't always enough, but it's a start.

Tobias: Just this... if one falters.. he dies. Sam. Arthur Dane was left on Vult.

Samantha: I realize that Tobias. Let's start where we can. Unless you can come up with something more solid than maybe finding your old crew I have a place to go looking. And merchant's guilds are a great place to find military vets.

Tobias: No, we can try your way. Mine could be anywhere. I would like to request I get full scrutiny, however.

Samantha: You and I will do the interviews together.

Tobias: Then we have an accord.

Samantha: Because now I have two capital ships, and I can only captain one of them.

Tobias: If we're done here, Captain. I have some mental preparations.

Samantha: We are.

Samantha returns to medical and looks in on Rachael.

Killian sits down with his "design board" and tinkers with some of his ship design ideas to apply them to the Hammer.

 

The trip to the asteroid, something over a lightyear from the Lynchpin system is relatively uneventful. Upon dropping out of warp, they find yourselves in completely unoccupied space.

Samantha: Empty space. Good start. Let's find us a rock

Wade: OK.... someone man the scanners...

Ta'Rang is absent from the bridge. Somebody else will have to man sensors. Samantha does so. Killian grinds his hands together and snickers as he thinks what he can do with a spinal cannon. There is a contact that appears on the sensors. The albedo is so low that it visually blends into the background. Looks like a rock. A big rock.

Samantha: It's a very small planet.

Killian: That's no moon...

Samantha: Well, fly us in and let's check her out.

Micah: Are we pretty sure this place is fully abandoned?

Samantha: Mostly.

Tobias: Other than some AI eating Xenos... sure.

Micah: If I need to, I could check it out. I don't need a suit, and if I let myself cool off I can fool heat and life sign sensors.

No power signatures. There is a large hangar that can easily accomodate the Night Owl. Wade looks at Tobias..

Wade: So he does have a sense of humor.

Tobias: Yes. Albeit limiited.

Wade swoops into the hangar.

Samantha: No power Micah, let's just go in.

Micah: Darn.

Samantha: I don't want to waste time anymore than I have to.

Wade: Ok Cap'n... zzzz we are here.

Samantha: *runs a sensor sweep** And it looks clear. Ok Micah. you want off first to catch the hidden laser turrets?

Micah: I'm all atwitter.

Samantha: I knew Killian built you for a reason.

 

Ta'Rang once again goes off to meditate. Once again he sinks into the deep trance, only this time he feels the presence more strongly. Going with his instincts he follows the the presence to a high plateau. There is tall grass and a large tree with huge leaves. Sitting in a meditative position under the tree is a Yazarian. He has dark black fur and is wearing no armor. He seems not to notice Ta'Rang. Ta'Rang walks up to the Yazarian and waits.

Yazarian Ancient: So you have finally found your way. That is good. *Without opening his eyes.**

Ta'Rang: I think you are helping me in this adventure. I did not know I had to come to you first.

Yazarian Ancient: No, you have found me. All I did was wait. It is you that has taken the steps. I sense that the khalha has been awakened in you, but it seems wild and erratic. Do you seek understanding?

Ta'Rang: Yes I wish to know my dreams

Yazarian Ancient: Do you? Is this a dream then?

Ta'Rang: I do not know but I want understanding.

Yazarian Ancient: What do you seek to understand? Your dreams? Or your destiny?

Ta'Rang: My destiny.

Yazarian Ancient: I sense a great one for you. For good or ill, you will open paths long forgotten. I will train you. Do you have a khalha blade?

Ta'Rang: This? *and pulls the engery sword out**

Yazarian Ancient: Indeed. . .

For the rest of the journey from Volturnus to the asteroid, the presence trains Ta'Rang. It is sort of a trance-like meditation that allows Ta'Rang to see him, while practicing his moves.

 

The hangar is actually a deck that stays open to space when you land. It looks like there is a door that closes, but presently it's staying in the OPEN position.

Micah: Besides, I can scan for electronics. And that wasn't the reason.

Micah heads for the airlock.

Wade: I wondered about that new target looking paint job.

Samantha: Let Micah scout quickly.

Wade: I agree...

Micah cycles the airlock.

 

As it turns out, there is little for Micah to do other than turn on the power. A few seconds later, the lights come on and a force field engages across the hangar opening. Samantha checks for atmosphere and pressurization once the base gains power. Wade checks for stray probes... and does NOT tractor them.

Samantha: Alright, let's see what we can see. Arm up, this was a pirate hide out. Tobias beams.

Killian: We should probably make two teams and keep someone on the ship on scanners just in case.

Samantha: Any volunteers to stay behind? And where the hell is Ta'Rang?

Killian: We just need someone to coordinate. He's hiding behind Wade, I think.

Wade: I think Ta is off doing some sort of mystic Yazarian religious crap.

Samantha: Margiar, you're in charge of that. Let him be. Let's go.

Wade follows Sam.

Killian: I suggest ion weapons if possible - electronic booby traps are susceptible...

Samantha: We have plasma and laser. the rest blew up.

Wade: Sorry we only have the lasers, sonic stunner pistols, and Plasma weapons. Well, and we do have some explosives.... but I don't know how to rig them and Ta is guarding the ship.

 

No probes. Looks like the place was host to a firefight at one point or another. Lots of burn marks on the walls, ceiling, and floors.

Killian: I'm thinking explosives are a bad idea, Wade. I think Tobias has my other Ion pistol, so that's two.

Wade: Those blast marks are to precise for raiders... they are imperial marines...

Tobias: Meg told me no one knew of this.

Wade: Hmm... well someone cleaned out this little nest... unless it was infighting

Tobias: Unless she cleaned it out herself.

Wade: I thought she was a rancher?

Samantha: Pirates never betray each other... really.

Killian: Well, we should check it out anyway. Excuse me while I put some duct tape on my pressure suit.

Tobias: Something to the tune of "Hey I know a base you can have. As soon as I kill the people currently in it"

Wade: It's part of the code

Tobias: She's a rancher... and much more. Or was... is.

Wade: Cool... lets explore.

Wade gets ready to follow Sam into hell. Samantha goes and explores.

Killian: Hey, you remember the last time we delved into tunnels surrounded by the dead and signs of fighting? Good times.

The asteroid base is extensive and filled with nooks and crannies to store stolen goods and supplies in. The hangar is so huge that the Hammer could dock in it.

Samantha: I like it already.

Wade: Me too...

 

Samantha: Well isn't she gorgeous.

The ship is an older model. Larger than what they would have imagined. Less well armed than they would expect.

Tobias: Magnificent, nevertheless.

Samantha: Ok, let's see if she flies straight.

Samantha goes aboard.

Systems are powered down.

Killian: Power is less of a problem than time.

All of the consoles are powered down as well. Killian finds the manual start on the twin fusion reactors and begins powering up procedures. It appears that there is enough hydrogen to fuel the reaction.

Samantha: Excellent.

Killian will make a ramscoop ASAP and send it to gather hydrogen... or just build a better reactor. Killian also checks status on all related systems as he works.

Samantha: Well Wade, want to fly a capital ship?

It takes a short while for the power to return. The bridge is laid out more like a traditional submarine bridge, with a center tactical console and individual stations surrounding that. Tobias stands on the bridge, brows furrowed. Killian does the mental math on how many integrated micro HD taps he could fit into the engine room.

Wade: I am ready to fly anything...

 

Samantha: Well, we have ourselves a vintage light cruiser. Don't get in the way of something modern until we have better plating.

Killian: I need to scrounge around the base and see what we have in the way of resources.

Killian: Like a molecular forge.

Samantha: Mostly, I'm interested in getting a crew for her first, and making her battle worthy second.

Killian notes some of the systems appear to have been upgraded. Mostly sub-light engines.

Killian: We can work on both at the same time.

Samantha: We can.

Tobias: I'll have some notes on some cosmetic changes, Killian. If you don't mind.

Samantha: Let's outfit her with supplies and get to Cappella.

Killian: Also look for some techs.

 

--Ship Guide--

UPF Light Cruiser - Wolf Class

 

Normal bridge crew is 8. Engineering has a crew of 4. Other systems total crew of about another 8. Those are the on-duty crew. More for shift rotation.

 

Marine Compliment: approximately 40.

--End Ship Guide--

 

Killian: Cosmetic is easy, aesthetics is hard.

Samantha: We're going need around forty people minimum to run her around the clock.

Killian: I can centralize and partially automate fire control, reduce the number of required crew and get some VR targeting gear going.

Samantha: More if we want less than twelve hour shifts.

Killian: Sheer luxury, you want.

Samantha: I want spares in case of casualties honestly.

The monitors start to light up.

Samantha: Hello gorgeous.

Wade: So a total complement of about 80, 40 of which are combat troops

Killian starts system checks and looks for things to improve.

Samantha: At least.

 

A big UPF logo with the name Demeter stamped across it pops up. Then it shifts into the functional menus.

Samantha: Demeter. What a lousy name.

Killian: We can automate things a little but to cut down crew requirements and give us a little more room.

Wade: Ok we need to rename her... I vote fot BOB

Samantha slaps Wade's tattoo.

Killian: I imagine the captain will choose an appropriate name. Unlike Wade.

Samantha: This ship is Tobias', his choice.

Tobias: Litany of Fury.

Killian: You know, something classy, like "The Pale Horse" or "From Hell's Heart."

Wade: I agree... Bob, was just a suggestion... a really good suggestion though

Killian: Not bad.

 

Wade slaps his head.

Wade: TA!! We have seen this ship before

Tobias: Ta's not here.

Killian: The "Sunt Dracones."

Wade: Dang... Well I have seen her before

Samantha: What?

Wade: She almost killed me... but I outflew her in a cargo shuttle.

Samantha: Could we elaborate?

Wade: Yes...

Wade elaborates and relates the events from the start of the campaign.

Wade: And this is the ship that attacked the station

Wade: It is almost poetic that we find her here.... she is a fast ship Tobias... the only reason Ta and I are here to tell the tale is, well, I am just that damned good.

Samantha: So, we've got a ship involved in a terrorist attack on a space station? Great.

Tobias: Duelly, noted Wade. Thank you for the clarification.

 

The ship's screens flicker and the menu head changes from "Demeter" to "Litany of Fury." Tobias smiles broadly.

Killian: We'll have to repaint it.

Tobias: That's what I've just mailed you.

Killian: Stick some fins on.

Tobias: Along with the image of my crest.

Killian: Huge spoiler.

Wade: Yeah Lt. Alavarez told us she was hijacked from the UPF fleet and used to pull off the attack. We always assumed it was the energy beings behind it, but now I wonder

Samantha: Well, pirates. excellent.

Tobias: And spines. Lots... and lots of spines.

Samantha: It's been several years. We should be alright until someone important takes notice.

Killian: We can work on aesthetics, but we need to concentrate on fuel or power or it's going to be a short drive.

Wade: Hmmm... well unless we are joining the UPF we should be alright regardless.

Killian: How much time do we have? I can either set some bots collecting hydrogen or build a new generator.

Wade: Do both.

Samantha: Whichever is quicker.

Killian sends Micah to inventory the base as best he can for parts and materials while they talk.

Samantha: You work on that, we'll scrounge the base.

Killian: Kind of depends on what we have to work with. I can make a modular generator and we can get moving and keep adding power cells as we go. If we have what I need.

Wade: Now if we could only locate the old G2 as a scout vessel and upgrade her stardrive, I'd be in heaven.

Killian works up a list of what he needs to build the first "grid" of linked HD taps.

Killian: We can actually use the reactor to make anything we need up to molecular iron, beyond that we need raw materials.

 

Most of the stuff Killian will need is not readily available. He would have to set up the manufacturing base to build upon. Looks like the Hydrogen collectors would be more "efficient" in the short term. Killian sets about designing the simple bots to deploy collectors.

 

They break free of the moorings and head out into space. All status lights are green.

Samantha: ~Margiar, unless you feel like hanging out with us some more, we have a ship and will be in touch.

Margiar: ~I have my own journey. I will meet you back here though.

Wade: Ok Sam... you said this was Tobias ship... so who is in functional command?

Killian and Micah load up some parts and materials for "workshop time" while we travel.

Samantha: ~Alright, do me a favor Margiar, next chance make sure I can claim the Star Hammer, she's my next stop after Capella.

Margiar smiles.

Samantha: For now, I'm claiming command.

Wade: Gotcha...

Wade plots a course for Capella.

Tobias: I'm a pirate. Not military.

Wade: Killian let me know when we are ready to jump (check the jump drive engines).. No warp here.

Tobias frowns and leaves the bridge.

 

Wade and Killian notice that the FTL drives are Void drives.

Killian: We may have more time than I thought.

Wade: Oh joy... this will be interesting

Samantha: Oh?

Ta'Rang: *wanders onto the bridge** Interesting ship.

Wade: *frowns** *he FTL are Void drives

Samantha: Crap.

Wade: Remember the whole haunted we are being watched thing.

Samantha: Void, really doesn't work anymore I don't believe.

Wade: If they even work since we re-arranged reality.

Samantha: ~Margiar?

Killian: Well, I know what I'm going to be doing... I hope y'all have a deck of cards, though.

Wade: Well we can try and fire the drives and see what happens.

Killian: I'll be in the car.

Margiar: ~Yes Sam, prepping to leave now.

Ta'Rang: Why don't you just try and see Sam.

Ta'Rang: We were told that it doesn't work and we have been told things thatt wern't true.

Wade: One of two things will happen, they either won't work.. or we will go somewhere.

Killian: You forgot 3) We explode. How could you forget that one, of all people?

Ta'Rang: I have a feeling it will work Wade.

Wade: I have faith that you will keep us from going bang Killian

Ta'Rang walks over to Wade.

Wade: I agree Ta.

Killian: Is that an oooo-spooky feeling from beyond the grave feeling, or a gosh-lets-try-it I-have-no-idea-what-will-happen feeling?

Samantha: ~Hold on a sec, we appear to have Void Drives. Alright, let's take a very short trip and see what happens.If it's good, we continue.

Samantha: ~Margiar, we're going to test the Drives. If they work we're set. If not we'll either be pieces or hitching a ride.

Killian: Excuse me while I scribble furiously...

Wade: Ok...

Margiar: ~Noted.

Wade does a short hop to test the drives. Killian has his finger on a shutdown override.

 

The Void welcomes you as a long lost relative. It grabs a hole of the Litany and drags it along like a ship in a strong current.

 

Roll Ends Credits

[ghost-angel]

Re: Gemini Ascendant Episodes

 

Season 03 - Episode 075 (Season Episode 21)

The Void greets them and sends the Litany of Fury spiralling out of control. Somewhere within the first few nanoseconds, the artificial gravity compensators fail and they feel the strain of the spinning ship. Nobody is moving at the moment. Killian tries to figure out why the secondary gravity systems and inertial dampers have failed - from a stationary position on the floor.

Samantha: Brakes!!

Wade tries to kill the engines.

The Litany groans under the strain and they hear some popping from somewhere aft. A hiss of steam escapes, from somewhere. Micah tries to make his way to the engine room along the floor... And then the keening noise starts and the Void engine makes a very loud POP noise. Wade gets to the controls. Killian tries to activate his AntiGravity harness.

Samantha: Engines should never Pop.

Wade manages to stabilize the spinning, but it takes most of the fuel reserves to get her back under control. Wade grits his teeth with the strain of working the controls, and activates emergency shutdown.

Wade: Well guys... we are almost out of gas and going nowhere fast...

Ta'Rang hangs from protruiding bulkhead fixtures.

Samantha: ouch.

 

They are also in normal space. Samantha checks the sensors and the starmap.

Wade: where are we?

Ta'Rang swings down to the deck.

Samantha: I'm finding out

Killian floats up into the air, and deactivates his AG harness.

Ta'Rang: That was good piloting Wade

Killian: Somebody want to check and see where we are?

Wade: Of course...

Killian runs a hull integrity check.

Wade: The cap'n is working on it swab... Uhm I mean Killiian.

Samantha finds they are about One Light Year from Lynchpin.

Samantha: So, anyone got any ideas what the hell just happened?

Ta'Rang: I'll go check the engines

Wade raises his hand.

Wade: I know...

Samantha: We're a solid light year outside Lynchpin

Ta'Rang heads for the engine room.

Samantha: Yes?

Wade: Killian broke the new ship.

 

Killian finds there are small fractures in several places. Luckily the pressure doors to those areas sealed.

Samantha: Anyone have any real ideas?

Killian: [On COMM] Wade: Stop Pushing Buttons. My first idea is we need to do some hull repairs before we spring a serious leak and/or split in half.

Killian checks to make sure no one is behind those pressure doors.

Tobias: I agree with Wade. I think Killian forgot to put plutonium in the flux capacitor. Ta'Rang looks at the engines and tries to figure out what happened. No bodies behind pressure doors. At least no life signs or comm signals. Samantha checks for anything nearby, like another ship.

Wade: Ok I have a real idea.... Voidspace is broken... lets not try to go there again.

Killian: [On COMM] Where's Elvis?

Samantha: Well, we popped about two light years in thirty very unpleasant seconds. Elvis?

Samantha, has a reading some distance away. If they can get the sublight engines going they could make it in a couple of days. Assuming there is enough fuel to achieve decent velocity and then enough to slow down.

Elvis: Nice ride.

Killian: [On COMM] We need to fix the hull before we put any more stress on it, and we should probably put out the fuel drones while we do it.

Samantha: There you are. Well I have something on sensors. few days at sublight.

Elvis: I was just trying to get my ocular sensor to stop spinning. What can I do for you?

Samantha: A number of things. First, let's work on the engines though

Ta'Rang starts tinkering with the engines and looking for any obivious damage.

Elvis: I'll take a look, but my familiarity with ancient technology is limited.

Samantha: Says the two hundred and fifty year old AI. Let's go.

 

Killian searches for actual airtight spacesuits he can use.

Samantha: Alright Killian, I may not be a master tech. But I am still an engineer. Let's see if we can get this together with all of us working.

Caspar: ((killian can do it he can do every))

Killian: It's not a question of whether we can fix it... except maybe the Void drive.Which is probably best left idle anyway.

Samantha: Just once I would like something to go right. Is that too much to ask?

Samantha: Killian, you're on fuel supply. I'll help Ta get the sublight engines going.

Killian: The drones will be slow to collect at this distance from a star, I'll keep an eye on them. They can keep up at sublight speed and keep gathering as we move.

Ta'Rang and Samantha examine the Void Engine and sublight engines. The sublight engines seem to be fine. The fuel supply is very low. Tobias fiddles with his PDA. Killian deploys fuel drones.

Ta'Rang: I think the viod engines are shot.

Samantha: Oh yeah, they're toast alright.

 

The superstructure if fine, but there are some cracks in the hull. Those can be patched up with some time and effort.

Killian: But the hull is the critical issue, at least if you like breaking. Wear is geometric.

Their assets are a troop transport shuttle that is atmo capable.

Wade: Will the hull withstand a barrel roll?

Samantha: No.

Wade: just kidding... I will go low and slow.

Samantha: Killian, use some inner bulkheads from a little used section.

Killian checks the Shuttle's fuel supply. Shuttle looks ready to fly, just no FTL.

Ta'Rang: Well Sam the sublight seem to be workable.

Killian: I think we have enough raw material to fix the hull without sacrificing internal bulkheads - Micah and I loaded some stock and parts on board before we left.

Samantha: Ok, let's take a little time to let fuel build up and repair some of the major cracks. Then get to it.

Killian: In my humble opinion, any crack in a hull is major.

Ta'Rang: And I think the void jump was interesting. We went 2 ly in a short period. Now if you could control that. Think what you could do.

Micah begins hauling gear to the airlock. Killian checks the airlock area for integrity before taking any action. Airlock is fine.

Samantha: I've flown combat missions with parts missing. Start with big cracks and work down.

Killian gets his new suit on, checks the tanks, and then he and Micah head outside to do repair work on the hull.

Samantha: I think that void jump was very interesting. I'd love to figure out how to control that. I mean, aside from the whole pinned to the floor part it was kind of fun.

 

Wade: Cap... should we send a distress signal... with only sublight we are months if not years away frolm anything... and there could be a small food problem.

Caspar: What can I do?

Samantha: We're a few days from this sensor blip right here. *points at the screen** If that blip is nothing, or moving, we'll turn on the beacon.

Wade: Hmmm... okay so make for the blip.

Samantha: As soon as Killian says the hull is ready for flight we go.

Killian: [On COMM] Just let those of us outside know if you plan to accellerate.

Samantha: And we go. . .

Samantha checks the sensors.

Samantha: Wade, incoming. Let's meet them.

Samantha transfers the second contacts heading to Wade's console. As for the rest of the crew, repairs are going slowly. Finding the big cracks is/was easy. Tracking down the smaller cracks has proven to be more time consuming.

Samantha: Or rather, Wade just keep an eye on 'em. Let's not move until Killian says so.

Wade: You got it boss.

Ta'Rang: [On COMM] AH I have a bad feeling

Samantha: Can you be more specific?

Ta'Rang: No It's just a bad feeling I have

Samantha: Is it pertaining to something specific? Or more like the milk was off?

Ta'Rang: It's sommething not right.

Samantha: Yeah. We're floating dead in space, with an unknown incoming. NOTHING is right.

Tobias: I doubt it is wise to take his instincts lightheartedly.

Killian notices the main conduit that sends power to the dorsal weapons arrays is damaged.

Wade: Hmm... are weapons functional?

Ta'Rang: It's more of the feeling you get before a battle

Killian: [On COMM] Um, that would be a "not exactly," Wade.

Samantha: Shit. No, I'm not Tobias.

Killian focuses on that conduit.

Caspar: I have bad feeling someone is curious about our ship. I don't know who or where. And they want to capture us.

Killian: [On COMM] Tobias, can you disable the Dorsal weapons array only, and run a diagnostic on the other weapons systems or have Ta run one?

Tobias: Jesus.. that's a mouthful.

Samantha: Here.

Samantha disables the main weapons console and goes to check the shuttle.

 

Ta'Rang: I have a feeling we are in grave danger

Wade: They want to capture us?

Ta'Rang: Or I should say I'm in danger.

Killian uses an inductive scanner to see if the dorsal array is off-line before working on it.

Wade: Well crap... how about we return the favor... when they dock we surrender or pretend too then we take thier ship.

Ta'Rang looks wildly about the area he is in. Samantha wanders back from the shuttle. Samantha: Well. I could buy you about fifteen seconds in that shuttle to escape assuming you could escape.

Killian tries to route around or repair the damage on the power coupling.

Wade: Uh oh... big monkey getting spooked... Doc maybe you better get your hypo ready

Ta'Rang draws a large breath and tries to focus on himself.

Samantha: No one panics until I give the order to do so.

 

Tracing the conduit back, Killian sees it looks like the whole thing would blow up after a few shots. It looks like the stress of the Void jump caused a lot of stress damage.

Samantha: Anyone got any ideas?

Caspar: The other crew is highly disciplined. They are focused on getting your ship, taking prisoners and killing anybody if they don't cooperate

Wade: pirates... the scurvy dogs.

Killian: [On COMM] Working... As in working on an idea.

And they are moving in faster than Litany could. ETA is about four hours. Tobias shoots Wade a sidelong glance.

Wade: yeah.... lay an ambush for them when they come along side... and take their ship...

Samantha: Pirates.

Killian: [On COMM] Sam, can you encrypt our comms?

Wade: How big is th bogey... can you estimate their crew?

Samantha: Tobias....

Caspar: No not yet

Tobias: What.

Samantha: That's your kind out there.

Tobias: So it would seem.

Samantha: What are the chances they might decide we're fellow pirates? Or, what are the chances you can convince them?

Killian disables the Dorsal array at the power coupling and looks for parts of the weapon that can be used as an explosive or electrostatic weapon.

Wade: Can't you "parlay" or something like that... you know the code and all.

Tobias: Half chance they will recognize me.. remember good times or stories and fly on by. Half chance they will hate me and kill us.

Samantha: Well, fifty-fifty odds. Doc, when they get close we'll need a head count. If you can. Tobias will try and see if they're the friendly kind.

Caspar: I can try

Samantha: If not, well we may be able to ... capture their ship.

Tobias raises an eyebrow.

Samantha: Friendly meaning 'not immediately shoot to kill'

Wade: I suggest sonic scanners to reduce collateral damage

Samantha: I suggest lethal damage.

The dorsal weapons array is offline. This ship was once a missile cruiser, but has long been stripped of the goods.

Caspar: they are not pirates. They seemed rather concerned with after action reports and stuff. Almost like a military unit

Samantha: OH DAMN.

Samantha looks for an ID code on the incoming ship.

Killian: [On COMM] Sam, you can turn the weapons back online, the Dorsal array is disconnected.

Samantha: [On COMM] I'm not sure I like that thought.

The ID code is not familiar to Samantha, It is not Terran, UPF, species militia or planetary militia. Samantha turns the weapons online.

Samantha: Anyone recognize this code? Anyone? What the hell species are they?

Wade looks at the code to see if it looks familar.

Samantha: I've got an damn unknown military organization ... Wait.

Killian checks the suit display. Nothing Killianis familiar with either.

Wade: Ok so they are unknowns... that means we owe them nothing...I still say capture the vessel.

Killian: [On COMM] It looks new.

Samantha: It also means we may have a new possible ally. Oh.

Wade: Yeah especailly after we capture them.

 

Samantha: Oh damn. That's Dar'Gredick's Militia. Well, we wanted to join up. Now's our chance.

Wade: Ok Dar Grediack is bad... we don't want to be captureed by him or his cronies.

Samantha: On the other hand, if we tell them we want to help his cause... We have a nice broken ship to try and buy our way in with.

Wade: He will have Ta executed on sight. Ta killed his son

Samantha: Assuming Dar sees Ta. Somehow I doubt Dar himself is on that incoming.

Wade: Hmmm... well you are captain, but in this I will go with Ta's wishes.

Samantha: Well Ta. any input here?

Caspar: Dar'Gredick is not on the ship coming for you. The Captain of the vessel coming for you is a female yazarian name To'Cha.

Tobias: Meaning she's gonna To'Cha asses.

Samantha: your humor is almost as bad as Elvis' laugh.

Wade: Oh Ta?

Killian extracts a charging coil and rigs it for rapid discharge with a pair of extended contacts and rigs it to charge from an open conduit.

Caspar: Anybody know her?

Tobias: Your opinion is almost as transpartent as Wade's ego.

Wade looks for Ta'Rang.

Caspar: Ta?

 

Ta'Rang: Sam Lets follow your plan.

Wade: Okay... its your funeral.....

Samantha: try and join them?

Ta'Rang: If they want me I'll be ready for them.

Killian works on plan B.

Caspar: I like the B plan better.

Samantha: OK Tobias, my original idea was to have you play Pirate captain. But we don't exactly have a ship to be pirates with. So, still want to play leader and put your neck out fron?

Ta'Rang: You can't out fight them so lets out think them.

Samantha: Ta's right.

Samantha: They're better trained and better armed.

Wade: hah bet me... but you are the boss.

Tobias: I'm certain I can "play" pirate captain.

Samantha: I know you can. The real questions is, do you want to?

Tobias: If there isn't a better alternative.

Ta'Rang: I'll stay to the shadows which may help your cause

Samantha: OK Wade. Your cocky attitude is getting on my nerves. They are trained Yazarians Marines. We are dead in the water and NOT trained foot marines. Not much of one. Either I'm Captain of this wreck. Or you are.

Elvis: You know, you could just not be here.

Samantha: Not be here?

Wade: Hah... now she offers to let me be captian, after she bent the ship.

Tobias: I believe she was speaking to me.

Samantha: And where am I going to be? They could decide to just use an empty vessel as target practice.

Ta'Rang: I think I can disable their ship from the outside.

Wade: Its okay... I was ctually commenting on them being better armed... I bet we have more guns per person.

Elvis: I dunno. Seems to me that staying around for the party seems unwise.

Elvis shrugs. Samantha smiles.

Samantha: I bet they deploy all their marines to search this husk. Well Elvis. Nice plan.

Elvis: What plan?

Samantha: Everyone suit up. We're going to hull walk. When they connect and board, we board them.

 

Killian does mental calculations to see if two more charge coils can hold enough juice to overload shield generators. It's Not likely.

Samantha: We'll need a way to get into the airlock from the outside.

Killian: [On COMM] They'll almost certainly have to drop shields to dock, unless they use boarding vessels.

Ta'Rang moves to don eva suit and straps on his pistol and engery sword.

Samantha: They won't. I don't want to damage their ship. I want to get on board. Work on that.

Wade: Sheesh... now she decides to go with what I said two hours ago...

Killian: How much time do we have? I can try to rig ECM generators to hide us from sensors and a way to get past the airlocks.

Wade: Ok let's get suited up

Samantha: She's a frigate. She'll be able to field four to six fighters. We have just over three hours.

Wade: If I can get aboard and capture a fighter its game over for the Yaz Marines.

Samantha: The idea is to strand any boarders on this ship, and have minimal resistance on that ship.

Killian hops inside to work on an automated can opener and ECM generators.

Wade: Good idea... I'm glad you thought of it.

Samantha: OK Tobias, got any suggestions on boarding tactics?

 

Caspar: Oops.

Wade: HUh... what do you mean Oops?

Killian: Heh. We know how to take one of these ships. We know the layout and the main systems - talk to Ta.

Samantha: I know.

Killian: The bridge is well defended.

Caspar: I tried something but I failed

Samantha: The bridge is well defended if the marines are still on board. As I recall you had it secured inside fifteen seconds.

Caspar: She know's some one has the mind power.

Killian: We had a TRANSPORTER.

Caspar: Sorry.

Killian: Remind me to invent one of those.

Ta'Rang: They'll have 3 to 4 marines on the bridge with back up squad close by

Killian works on ECM/stealth personal generators.

Killian: One can cloud the whole group from electronic sensors, but not visual. It would be nice to have more, but I'm not sure we have enough time to make copies. Especially since...

Samantha: Maybe. I'm betting they send most of them to take over or kill anyone on this ship. Alright Doc... we'll work with that.

Killian: I need to lock down the ship's systems so when they do get on board, they can't do anything or see us.

Samantha: That means they know someone is on board... and will spend time searching.

Killian: I also rigged it to close the doors behind them.

Samantha: That may work to our advantage.

Ta'Rang: They have 2 doors that seal one behind the other to secure the bridge. We used a transporter and grenades to secure that bridge and there was 3 of us

Wade: They already know... Doc said oops... and now they at least know we have a telepath on board.

Killian: On the other hand, we could access their main computer, which as I recall was on the main deck, not the bridge.

Ta'Rang: Yes and there was a long hallway leading to the bridge

Killian: The bridge hallway could be OUR trap, not theirs.

Ta'Rang: It's how we destroyed their reenforcements by loobing gengades into the hallway from the bridge.

Samantha: We'll just deal with anyone on board as we come to them.

Killian: In other words, Ta, we can just take the bridge crew out of the equation from the computer.

Samantha: We know the layout. We know where we need to go. And we know at least a bunch of them will be here.

Ta'Rang: I could use my sword to open a breach in the bridges hull

Samantha: I like that idea Ta. How long do you think it could take to vent the bridge?

Ta'Rang: That would disable them quickly. I don't have that answer but the panic it would cause will be to our advantage.

Samantha: it would. Alright, you'll be causing panic. We'll be taking the rest of the ship.

Killian: It would be easier to simply take the bridge and open it to space. Then we could blow the elevator shaft and vent the rest of the ship, then simply run it from EVA suits.

Samantha: I'd like it as intact as possible. That's our ride. Just work on getting us on board after they board this thing. I am still betting on most of them clearing out.

 

Samantha: we wait outside for them to board this ship. We board that ship. And take it over.

Caspar: they are about 2 hour away now

Killian: Succinct. Pithy, even. Terse.

Samantha: So, Killian, got a plan to get us inside their airlock?

Killian: Why use the airlock? Cutting a hole has some substantial advantages. I do have this handy-dandy electronic can opener, however.

Tobias: Quote: I'd like it as intact as possible. That's our ride.

Killian points to new, odd-looking piece of hardware on the bench.

Killian: We can fix a hole. It also gets us on the bridge and disables the bridge crew.

Samantha: We'll get to that in due time. Fine your way.

Ta'Rang: What are going to do with Tobias's ship

Samantha: Just get me inside their god damn tin can. Blow it up.

Elvis: So if we take too long, wouldn't the marines come back through the airlock unless we control it?

Samantha: Tobias is getting that thing. This thing is dead.

Killian: Mind you, we also don't know how long it will take to cut through the hull. The airlock's easier.

Samantha: That's why I wanted to come in through the airlock and disable the airlock.

Killian: Actually, Elvis, I've programmed the Litany to lock them in once they get on board.

Samantha: But Killian insists on cutting holes in the hull. I don't care.

Wade: Wake me when we are ready to attack.

Killian: I can't say exactly how long the can opener will take, but it's probably faster than cutting. Of course, if there's only one airlock, they'll have it attached to ours.

Samantha: OK. Let's go with that.

 

About two hours later, the other ship comes within visual range. It slows to almost a stop and deploys two fighters to make an initial scouting run. The crew is camped out on the hull of their ship. One of the fighters goes low, under the ventral side of the hull and the other goes over the dorsal portion of the hull. They then return along the starboard and port hulls. Apprarently they are satisfied by what they see because they take up stationary positions near the other ship. The larger ship moves in gently. The turrets are all pointed at the hull of the Litany. They can hear a broadcast to surrender all weapons and prepare to be boarded being broadcast in every known language. The frigate slides up next to the Litany and aligns the airlock. A few seconds later, seal is engaged.

Ta'Rang: Time to move, Sam.

 

Wade moves to the hull of the other ship trying to avoid being spotted by the fighters.

Samantha: When we're close to being inside, someone vent that airlock. Ta'Rang pushes off the hull moves to the other ship, following Wade. Samantha moves to the other ships hull next. Micah moves next to the umbilical and prepares to cross, but sees if he can see into the other airlock. Doc moves in behind Micah. Killian and Tobias join them next.

 

Wade moves full move towards the fighter bay

Samantha: *mutters to herself** Damnit Wade!

Ta'Rang and Samantha move on towards the bridge.

Micah looks for weaknesses in the umbilical while he crosses. The umbilical could probably be cut through with a laser fairly easily. Killian preps his Can Opener against the hull next to the airlock. Samantha sets up on the hull to cover Killian and the others as they pry open the umbilical attaching the two ships.

 

Wade continues towards the fighter bay.

Ta'Rang: [On COMM] Sam I'll wait for your signal to start my assault on the bridge

Micah preps himself to open up the gap in the umbilical when it's cut. Killian attempts to gain control of the airlock. Samantha sees that Killina has the airloack and scrambles to join Ta'Rang at the bridge. Wade keeps moving full move towards the fighter bay.

Killian: Doc, Tobias, whoever has lasers, start cutting the umbilical.

Ta'Rang: [On COMM] Sam you ready for me to start cutting?

Samantha: Go.

 

Ta'Rang pulls out the energy sword and thrust it into the hull. He punches a hole right through the window. Air starts blowing out at a rapid pace. Killian opens both airlock doors as Tobias starts cutting.

 

Ta'Rang makes the hole larger in the window. Wade heads back to the bridge finding no way into the fighter bays from outside. Micah spreads the hole open large enough for a person to drop through as Tobias severs the umbilical. Samantha aims down into the hole cover Ta when he jumps in first. Sam sees a marine taking aim on Ta. He is in a pressure suit, she fires on the Marine. The marines armor deflects that shot.

Samantha: Crap

 

Killian sees two marines about the same time they see him. Doc uses a telepathic ovderload on one of the marines fighting Killiain. Killian fires on the other. The two marines are Stunned. Micah drops into the umbilical with Killian.

 

The two marines stationed there take aim. The one Sam fired on switches to her and the other attacks Ta. As Ta'Rang lands on th bridge deck a laser bolt hits him in the chest. And in a miraculous use of his newfound powers, Ta'Rang dodges the Ion blast. Samantha fires on the marine again. With a slight POP, the marine's helmet is depressurized as Sam's blast tears through it.

Samantha: That'll teach you to shoot at me.

 

Killian moves into the interior of the ship, again, gun first. The two marines are coming around as Tobias joins them, he dispatches one with a shot to the head.

 

Wade drops into the bridge and fires his blaster at the marine attacking Sam. Wade manages to Stun the marine's corpse completely. Micah throws the other marine out the hole above him.

 

Ta'Rang leaps toward the other marine and swings his sword as he passes by. The marine and his leg are separated.

 

Roll End Credits

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Re: Gemini Ascendant Episodes

 

Season 03 - Episode 076 (Season Episode 22)

Ta'Rang's energy blade slices through the leg armor and leg of the remaining marine. As they all turn around, they immediately notice that the bridge crew has their arms raised in the universal symbol of "I give up." Down at the bottom of the stair. Killian, Tobias, Doc and Micah finish wrapping up the airlock and ejecting the burnt marine corpse out into space. Samantha jumps inside the ship.

Ta'Rang: Sam, I believe the bridge is yours

Killian: [On COMM] We need to clear the ship, move it and deal with the fighters.

Wade dives for the helm controls... and moves the ship away from the damaged derelect.

Samantha: Excellent. How many marines weren't on the boarding crew *to person who looks most in charge**

Ta'Rang: [in Yazirian repeats Sams question]

Samantha: [On COMM] Killian, do a sweep. Ta'Rang the bridge is yours. Wade, pilot. I'm going for a fighter.

Killian: [On COMM] Tobias, Doc, with me. I know the floorplan.

Wade: On it boss

Caspar: I can use my mind link.

Killian: No, thank you.

Samantha moves down towards the hangar area. Elvis lands on the ship and climbs through the open portal.

Ta'Rang: [On COMM] Wade move a us safe distance from the derelict.

Wade: Ta we need to target those fighters with the ship weapons and demand their surrender.

Killian , Tobias and Doc, start clearing from the bridge back toward the engine room, with Micah taking point.

Samantha: [On COMM] Welcome aboard Elvis.

Wade manuavers away from the damaged ship and rolls to bring the main weapons to bear on the fighters.

Elvis: [On COMM] Hello Samantha.

Ta'Rang: I'm going to let Sam have some fun first.

Wade: We should try and salvage those fighters if they will surrender... not just blow them up.

 

Killian: [On COMM] If we can control the fighters, we can drop the rest of the crew with our old ship - it's survivable but they can't catch up with us.

Ta'Rang: Lets pressurize the the bridge if possible.

Sam finds that the access to the lower decks has been sealed. Ta'Rang motions for the bridge crew to stand where he can see them.

Wade: If we put em on the other ship... disable its comm ability.

Samantha: Damn.

The bridge crew stands up.

Killian: [On COMM] We'll probably need to override security before we can get to the hangars. We need to finish the sweep.

Samantha: [On COMM] They sealed the lower decks.

Wade: Ok...

Wade tries to shutdown life supprt for the entire ship... from the bridge. It looks like commands other than basic navigation and helm control have been routed to somewhere else in the ship.

Wade: Damn...they are already locking out the controls... keep all your suits sealed.

Samantha: Ya think?

Ta'Rang tells the Bridge crew if they do not attempt to fight they won't be killed.

Ta'Rang: [On COMM] Elvis I need you to find out where the controls have been routed to.

Yazarian Captain: [to Ta'Rang in Yazarian] Are you in charge?

Samantha rejoins the crew on the bridge.

Elvis: [On COMM] On it.

Samantha: [On COMM] Killian, Tobias, prepare for that bording party to try and rejoin us soon

Ta'Rang: [in Yazirian] Yes.

Tobias: [On COMM] Copy.

Killian: [On COMM] Not until they cut through my lockout, Sam.

Wade: Unless they can fly... they won't be rejoining us anytime soon.

Yazarian Captain: [to Ta'Rang in Yazarian] I will surrender command of this vessel if you promise that my crew will be let off at a safe and neutral port.

Samantha: [On COMM] Unless your lockout can prevent them from using explosives be prepared.

Elvis: [On COMM] The yazarian marines will not be joining anybody anytime soon.

Samantha: [On COMM] Oh, good.

Killian: [On COMM] Elvis, you dog, you.

Elvis looks up and down his android body.

Samantha: [On COMM] He's a robot. Nevermind.

Ta'Rang: [in Yazirian] That is a wise decision and You shall have your request your crew will not be harmed.

Killian continues to clear the main deck.

Yazarian Captain: [to Ta'Rang in Yazarian] Make sure your crew understands.

Ta'Rang broadcasts to the rest of the group That the Yaz. Captain will surrender if her crew is safe from harm.

Samantha: [On COMM] Alright, no one shoots anyone. Ta, make sure her crew knows to surrender.

Killian: [On COMM] We'll arrange for a secure holding cell.

Ta'Rang: [to the Captain] I except the same from you and your crew as well.

Tobias: [On COMM] A hollow deal considering his choices are limited. You're safeguarding her crew for future use and getting nothing in return.

Wade: unless they resist...

Ta'Rang: [On COMM] We have her ship.

Samantha: [On COMM] Given the choice between a gunfight and not. I choose not for now.

Wade: We get this ship in return... Toby.

Ta'Rang: [to Yazirian Captain] If they resist they die.

Yazarian Captain: [in English] I have recalled the fighters. They should be docked. The crew will await us in the mess hall. [To Ta'Rang] You are now in command.

Tobias: [On COMM] We already have it. It and some apes with their hands in the air. Yet.. if you feel you must still bargain for nothing... by all means.

Killian: [To Tobias] Let Ta handle it - they will respond to him.

Wade shakes his head at the pirates response.

Ta'Rang: [On COMM] As you are the pirate Tobias no I. . .

Yazarian Captain: You have nothing except a supernova until I stop the self destruct sequence.

Samantha: Self Destruct... beautiful.

Tobias: [On COMM] That makes your offer make even less sense. Take the ship but don't hurt my boyfriends. If you dont I'll kill my boyfriends. Fine. Let's use your logic.

Ta'Rang: [On COMM] Elvis can you override her command.

Killian heads for the main computer.

Yazarian Captain: Better dead in some sort of battle, even if it is of wits than to be cut down by dogs.

Samantha: Again with the dog reference.

Elvis: May take some time. I do notice the reactor is starting to get very warm. It will be a race. An unnecessary one.

Samantha: Last I checked we outsmarted your boarding crew. Just do it. I'm no damn mood to argue over it.

Samantha looks at the Captain.

Tobias: [in regular speak] I say bargain with her then put one in her. They will only cause trouble in the future.

Samantha: We made the deal, cancel the explosion.

Yazarian Captain then unlocks the security override and transfers control back to the bridge. The Yazarian Captain makes an announcement (in english) for the crew to lay down arms and meet in the mess if they are not already there.

 

Samantha: Alright. Which ports do you consider neutral?

Yazarian Captain: *to Sam** Lynchpin is close and will suffice.

Samantha: Wade, Lynchpin. Let's go talk with the crew.

Wade: On it boss...

Killian, Micah, Tobias and Doc will make sure everyone makes it to the mess. When they arrive in the mess hall, you notice that it is slightly crowded and none of the yazarian crew have weapons.

Tobias: Well. Cozy.

Wade puls along side the disabled Litany... to transfer belongings and stores.

Elvis: [On COMM] (from the Bridge) Killian you may want to conduct a search - just in case.

Killian: [On COMM] Planning on it, Elvis.

Samantha removes her helmet when she gets to the mess hall. Killian accesses the internal scanners and checks for overrides and dark spots. The only place where there are "holes" is the lowest deck which appears to have been converted from pure storage to be the marine quarters.

Samantha: Well, let's see what kind of head count we have. So Captain, where exactly were you dispatched from?

Yazarian Captain: I'm afraid I cannot discuss that.

Samantha: I know you're part of Dar Gredick's force. So, really. Assuming I had plans on joining his cause, what are the chances you'd be willing to talk?

Tobias: Her exact words for the oath were "My Crew". She said nothing about himself. Just a reminder.

Yazarian Captain: Correct.

Samantha: I'm aware of that Tobias

Yazarian Captain: I would urge you to reconsider.

Samantha: And why is that Captain?

 

Killian: [On COMM] Elvis, wanna go for a walk?

Elvis: [On COMM] One moment.

Killian: [On COMM] We have internal sensor holes in the marine quarters below decks.

Elvis: Wade, do you need me to stay here with you on the bridge?

Wade: No, I got this...

Ta'Rang: Go ahead Elvis I will help Wade fly the ship.

Elvis: If you need me, just call.

Elvis: [On COMM] I am en route Killian.

Wade: ok...

Killian shows the layout of the lower deck to Elvis before they proceed. Killian, Micah and Elvis head downstairs when the've formed a search pattern.

 

Yazarian Captain leans close and whispers to Sam.

Yazarian Captain: Because Dar'Gredick's crusade is madness.

Samantha: *whispering back** Is it now?

 

Ta'Rang: Wade , I'll take over sensors and comm

Wade: ok...Ta I am standing by for your orders... Cap'n.

Ta'Rang: How far away is Lynchpin ,Wade?

Wade: About 3 ly away.

Ta'Rang: Plot a course Wade and then engage.

Wade: *shrugs** OK.

Ta'Rang: Have we retrieved our gear from the other ship?

 

Samantha: Tobias, you're on guard duty. Try not to shoot anyone please. *hands Tobias her rifle** Captain, a word in private please.

Tobias sneers and takes the rifle.

Samantha: Doc, watch Tobias, make sure he doesn't shoot anyone without due cause.

Caspar: OK.

Tobias: Yes. Make sure you stop me from doing what should have been done in the first place.

Samantha frowns at that comment.

Samantha: Captain, please, we should find a quieter room. Your quarters would do.

Yazarian Captain: Very well. This way please.

 

Ta'Rang notices the other contact far away blips out. Looks like it may have jumped.

Ta'Rang: Wade that other blip just drop off the sensors [On COMM] Sam, the other blip has drop off the sensors, Like it may have jumped.

Wade: They probably jumped... we should get or gear, rescue the surviving marines, and get out of here before they return with re-inforcements/

Samantha: [On COMM] Alright, thank you Ta. Be prepared to jump just in case it decided to hop really close to us.

Ta'Rang: standing by, Sam.

Wade primes the jump to Lynchpin... and stands by.

Ta'Rang: Wade let's continue to maneuver next to our old ship and retrieve our gear and the marines.

Wade: On it boss.

 

Yazarian Captain: He seeks to rule, but in the process of conquest he is destroying everything that opposes him. It is not the yazarian way.

Samantha: We need to talk in private.

Yazarian Captain: Yes.

Samantha: Alright Captain. you don't seem enthusiastic about Dar Gredick's cause or methods.

Yazarian Captain: I am not. He perverts everything that I have served for.

Samantha: Well, I'm not exactly enthralled with his methods either. Especially his recent tactics. Neither am I enthused with the Empire of the UPF.

Yazarian Captain: No. I do agree with Dar'Gredick, the Terran Empire would have ruled from afar, seeking only tribute. The UPF was stagnant and weak. I agree with conquest. I do not agree with genocide.

Samantha: I'm of a similar mindset. This entire region of space lacks cohesion. Some day it will be the end of us all.

Yazarian Captain: Sooner than you think.

Samantha grins.

Samantha: No, I'm very much hoping not. How long have you known or served under Dar?

Yazarian Captain: Perhaps UPF intel has not noted a very important fact. All of the yazarian worlds serve Dar'Gredick and pay lip service to the new UPF. He is gathering his strength. And there is more.

Samantha: More?

Yazarian Captain: We have seen signs of the Sathar. They are returning. Dar'Gredick claims to want to unify the peoples of the UPF planets under his banner to fight them.

Samantha: Now the Sathar? Life keeps getting better. Personally, I'd like to unite the entire region under one banner. And a war leader would be best. But not one that bombs merchant guild planets.

Yazarian Captain: We are only a small part of the galaxy. Long range expeditions suggest that there is much much worse out there. And some better.

Samantha: Given the tech the Empire walking in here with I get the impression we're just a tiny little and often ignore corner.

Yazarian Captain: So who do you expect would be a banner you could support?

Samantha: Besides mine? Anyone with a backbone and a sense of fairness. Mostly, anyone the people can get behind. So far our choices on that front of none.

Yazarian Captain: Somebody must lead. And sooner than later.

Samantha: I agree. So, I suppose I'll ask the question. Want to join up with me and mine?

Yazarian Captain: Would you be the one to lead us then?

Samantha: Yes.

Yazarian Captain: You are clever.....How large is your fleet?

Samantha: Currently, we're opperating under guerilla tactics. I have three ships in active duty, many times that in reserve until the time is right.

Yazarian Captain: I wonder. Are we to fight as your friend? Are we to slaughter as Dar'Gredick does?

Samantha: I'm not in for slaughter. Leaves a bad taste in my mouth. I want people with me, not under me.

Yazarian Captain: Normally a commander holds the life of her crew in her hands and they obey without question. I ask that they be given the same choice as I.

Samantha: I wouldn't have it any other way.

Yazarian Captain: Then let's go see.

Samantha: First, we really haven't been introduced. I'm Samantha.

Kira'Rang: I'm Kira'Rang.

Samantha: Alright Captain, let's see if any of your crew would like to change banners. After that I'd like to go after Dar under general principles of him being an asshole.

Kira'Rang: Agree.

Samantha lets Kira lead them back to the rest of the crew.

 

The lower deck looks like it was hastily converted to dormitory. The holes in the sensor grid look like there was no additional sensors installed and just a couple were in place to monitor the cargo. Killian and the droids finish their sweep of the lower decks.

Ta'Rang: Wade, I think our marine boarding party is still hostile

Wade: Hmm... depends on Elvis

Ta'Rang: Wade, can we pop out just short of Lynchpin?

Wade: how short..usually a jump ends outside the stars gravity well and you have to transit in system sublight..

Ta'Rang: Does this ship have a tractor beam?

Wade: I dunno

Ta'Rang: Oh I was thinking further out then normal so that we might scan the area first to see who is waiting for us to arrive.

Wade: Grapplers... not tractors... but they'll do.

Ta'Rang: Wade can you tow the Litany during a jump with grapplers?

Wade: Yeah, I can drop us anywhere you like. I am not sure... Some larger carriers do it... but maybe ought the ask Killian.

Ta'Rang: Alright then replot the course and drop us out twice the normal distance you would normally come out of jump

Killian: I'll have to have a look at the grapplers themselves - and see if they can lock down on contact when fully retracted. Take a few minutes.

Wade: Done brother.

Ta'Rang: Good I don't want any undo surprise right now

Wade toys with the thought of can of spring loaded snakes.

Ta'Rang: Wade, I think our gear and the marines are safe right where they are. If we can tow them thru a jump we will but if not.

Killian verifies whether we can couple the hulls of the two ships for a jump.

Ta'Rang: Doc can you do a mind scan of the Litany and see what you can find out?

Caspar: There is no life.

Ta'Rang runs a scan of the Litany.

Ta'Rang: [On COMM] Killian can you scan the hull of this ship and see if they are not trying the same thing we did?

Killian activates external video and surface sensors.

There are no signs of the marines.

Killian: Elvis, perhaps you'd like to erase our doubts.

Elvis: Do you have doubts?

Killian: I don't, but the question keeps coming up.

Wade: Elvis took care of them.

Elvis: I offered them the chance to surrender. They opted out.

Killian: Let's not share this with the crew.

 

Wade: Good man... uhm I Mean robot... I mean AI... oh sheesh.

Ta'Rang: I agree and lets not tell Sam yet just in case.

Killian: So, do we grab our gear or try to tow the Litany.

Wade: How 'bout both?

Killian: And that's really between Sam and Elvis at this point, somwhow I don't think we could stop him from telling her if he wanted to.

Ta'Rang: It's Tobias's ship ask him.

Elvis: Towing the Litany has its share of dangers. It is possible, but I wonder how far the jump field extends beyond this ship. Might want to see about that Killian.

Killian: On it, Elvis.

Killian checks the engine specs, jump field specs, does his calculations.

Wade: And if it is too small.. can you extend the field and still keep it stable... maybe by doing shorter jumps, or longer jumps to do it fewer times.

Ta'Rang: If we tow it back to a shipyard and have it repaired we have another ship.

Killian: Given time we don't have, Wade, I could build a new jump engine. But I might be able to "repeat" the jump field using the Litany's systems.

Wade: Well let me know... It's all up to you guys.

 

The Yazarian Captain and Samantha return to the mess hall.

Yazarian Captain: *to Tobias** Have they behaved themselves to your satisfaction?

Tobias: No. They have behaved themselves much to my chagrine.

Yazarian Captain: I see. There will be time for blood soon I think. Would that make you happier?

Tobias: I'm not seeking battle, Captain. I'm not a glory hound. I just don't want you coming to haunt me in the future.

Samantha: We'll get to shooting soon. I doubt that will be the case Tobias.

Yazarian Captain: And there you do not need to worry.

Samantha: It's your crew Captain, I'll let you make the offer.

Yazarian Captain: *to the yazarian crew** I have accepted Samantha as my new commander. She has promised to restore our honor that Dar'Gredick has stripped from us. Will you join me?

Samantha waits patiently as the captured crew mulls over the offer.

 

Killian: I can extend the field around the Litany. But I'll need to use the cannon coils I removed earlier, it won't take long to set up. I'll also need to be on the Litany to control the field extension... can't risk the signal distortion from the field extenders themselves.

Ta'Rang: Do it Killian

Killian starts the grappling process.

Micah: I'll head over and start running the cables.

Ta'Rang: I see no reason we should loose another ship

Killian: I'll have enough lag time we shouldn't face much risk, at worst we'll have to cut the caples and then you can come back and we'll do it again.

 

The yazarian crew is dead silent for several moments after the captain's announcement. Then they start looking around at each other as if waiting for somebody else to speak up first.

Ta'Rang: [On COMM] Sam we'll be ready to jump as soon as Killian completes his work.

Samantha: [On COMM] What work?

Ta'Rang: [On COMM] Grappling the Litany to this ship

Killian: [On COMM] I'm installing jump field extenders on the Litany as soon as I couple the hulls together. Won't be a few minutes.

Killian locks down the couplers and then heads back to the Litany.

Samantha: [On COMM] Oh good. Carry on. And, what happened to the boarding crew?

Ta'Rang: [On COMM] And extending the jump field around it as well. The boarding party is agreeable to the situation, They'll be no problem.

Samantha: [On COMM] Does that mean they're alive?

Ta'Rang: [On COMM] Ask Elvis.

Killian and Micah quickly refit and tune the extracted cannon coils to extend the jump field, then cable them directly to the bridge.

 

Yazarian Crewman: *looks like a mid-level officer, stands up** Why do you abandon the yazarian way so easily? What can she *points at Samantha** offer us?

Samantha: [On COMM] hold that thought. You want to answer that Captain? Or should I take a crack at it?

Yazarian Captain: You must learn to speak to your crew. Consider this your first test.

Samantha: Because I don't commit genocide and bomb non-military targets. I don't think it's the Captain who has abandoned the Yazarian way. Do you really think Dar'Gredick is bringing you and yours honor?

The yazarian crew starts to mutter and whisper to each other. Samantha waits for an answer. About half of the crew decides to continue with their original plan of getting off at Lynchpin. The others elect to stay. The ones leaving promise to maintain the peace.

Samantha: Fair enough.

 

Killian finishes wiring the extenders into a control station, then brings up the field display and tests the coil controls.

Killian: Well, Micah, do you think anyone has ever done this before?

Micah: It will work.

Samantha: [On COMM] Elvis, I'm told you're in the know regarding the boarding party.

Killian: [On COMM] We're ready to go when you guys are.

Samantha: [On COMM] My only question is, was it before or after we struck an accord?

Elvis: [On COMM] What is there to know?

Samantha: [On COMM] how many survived?

Ta'Rang: [On COMM] Sam we're ready for jump.

Elvis: [On COMM] They were very tenacious.

Wade: All of those that cooperated survived.

Elvis: [On COMM] I believe the yazarians would think that they fought with honor.

Samantha: [On COMM] Holy shit, can I get a straight answer from anyone these days?

Killian: [On COMM] Nope.

Samantha: [On COMM] Alright, so they resisted and you won. Someone get us the hell out of here. Captain your boarding party did not make it back. I'm told they fought with honor.

Elvis: [On COMM] Fine. I offered them a chance to surrender. They fought. I fought better. None survived.

Yazarian Captain: They would not have joined us or given up easily. Perhaps it is for the best.

Samantha: Marines are like that.

 

Ta'Rang: Engage Jump Wade.

Wade: Ok... so we are coupled... time for a victory roll as we enter the jump ....

Ta'Rang: NO!

Killian: [On COMM] Oh, and Wade, don't do anything fancy.

Wade engages the modifed jump to Lynchpin... calmly.

Samantha: Tobias, we'll have your ship flying soon I hope.

Killian begins adjusting the coil frequencies to maintain the field.

Samantha: Anyone getting off is confined to the mess hall Captain. Anyone staying is welcome to return to stations.

Tobias: Oh how the agendas change.

Wade: *smiles at Ta** Gotcha.

Samantha: All plans are liquid.

Wade: I will follow Killians recommendation as to jump distance

Tobias: Apparently.

Ta'Rang: This time Wade.

Samantha walks up to one of the fighter pilots.

Killian: [On COMM] Distance isn't as important as smoothness, Wade. I programmed in a ramp up and down before I left, the jump will take slightly longer than you expect - it won't be quite instantaneous.

Wade: Killian is our engineer... we should listen to his plan to avoid destroying both ships with this towing jump grapple thingy.

Killian: [On COMM] In other words, one jump will do. Oh, and we may come out sideways.

Wade: sideways is cool

 

Samantha: So, what kind of fighters are we equipped with?

Yazarian Pilot: We are equipped with six ....er "Sparrowhawk" fighters. That is a translation of course. They are lightly armed and shielded fighters.

Samantha: Show me, I'm a fan of Yazarian weaponry.

As the jump field extends, Killian gets all sorts of weird readings from his console on board the Litany Of Fury. There is a very painful and blinding flash, for everybody. A moment later, or perhaps forever, the sensation of being torn apart subsides in another blinding flash.

Samantha: ouch.

A few seconds after that, the feeling returns to the extemities. Wade supresses a gag.

Wade: see nothing to it...

Samantha: Can we never ever ever do that again.

Ta'Rang: What was that?

Wade massages his temples for a sceond then returns to flying.

Wade: Well quit breaking our ships... Oh wait... that would be me.

 

Ta'Rang detects a massive amount of static charge between the Litany and the yazarian ship.

Ta'Rang: We have a large charge of elctriciry between the two ships

Wade: Heh... I vote to not be the one to go outside and loosen the cables.

Ta'Rang: Killian do you copy that?

Samantha: A large charge? if it's not one thing it's another.

Wade: Hey Ta... wanna see something funny... I dare you to have Micah stick his tongue on the Litany's hull.

Samantha: Next time we take trips in nice slow measured pieces.

Ta'Rang: He has a tongue?

 

It seems that the event blew out comms, at least on Killian's end.

Wade: And one ship per jump engine.

The good news is that they hit directly where they intended.

Caspar: Where is Killian??

Ta'Rang: Doc can you talk to Killian for us?

Caspar: I will try.

Ta'Rang: Well Doc anything?

Caspar: Killian is on onther ship but i have a lot of interference.

Ta'Rang: interference ....? Do we need to go over to the Litany and rescue him?

Caspar: Yes I think so.

Wade: Don't forget the heavy static charge.

Ta'Rang: So how do we discharge the field?

Wade: Normally star ships are degaussed annually at a yard facility.

Ta'Rang: Elvis, how do we discharge the static field on the Litany?

Elvis: Blow the grapple lines.

Wade: OK.

Elvis: That will at least break the connection between the two ships. Wade, pull us away a bit.

Samantha: Is it safe to launch a fighter?

Wade pulls the ship gently away while the lines are blown.

Ta'Rang: [On COMM] Sam we need to blow the grappling lines on the Litany then rescue Killian.

Elvis: [On COMM] Should be once we remove the charge between the ships.

Samantha: Can we blow them from inside though?

Samantha enters the bridge as Ta'Rang runs a scan.

 

After a few moments the charge between the ships dissipates. The Litany still has sporadic discharges.

Wade: does the ship have shields... perhaps we can reverse the polarity then raise the shields the dissipate or repel the electron charge.

Doc goes to get a medkit.

Elvis: That sounds like it might work Wade.

Tobias: Will calibrating the activation circuitry of the temporal transceiver activate the configuration of the problematic impulse drive, Wade?

Wade: It might if the flux capacitors are aligned 90 degrees out.

The shield reversal seems to have removed the static charges all over the Litany. Samantha tries the comm again.

Samantha: [On COMM] Killian, you awake?

Wade: Does this bucket have a personnel shuttle?

Ta'Rang: It has a captain, ask her.

Samantha: I have fighters.

Wade: Ok good call... we climb on the Captains back and fly him over to rescue Killian. Ta'Rang: her Wade

Samantha: Alright, I'm going over.

Wade: I thought Sam made you the Captain of this tub..

Samantha goes and preps a fighter.

Samantha: Did we blow the cables or are they still attached?

Ta'Rang: blown Sam

Wade: Elvis said blow

Tobias: Yeah, well this way serves her better at least, doesn't it?

Ta'Rang: and you know Wade loves to blow

Wade winks.

Samantha: I'm not involved in that conversation.

Wade: You would know you crazy monkey?

 

Samantha flies over so her space walk onto the Litany isn't a very long one. Samantha attempts to locate Killian. Samantha finds Killian, and Micah, where they set up their command post. Both are suspended in mid-air, trapped in some sort of energy bubble.

Samantha: Oh. shit. [On COMM] Hey guys... I got a small problem. Killian went and... hell, I don't know.

Samantha checks the nearest console to see what might be going on.

Ta'Rang: [On COMM] What Sam?

Samantha: [On COMM] Killian and Micah are, in some kind of field.

Ta'Rang: [On COMM] What is going on over there and how is Killian?

Wade: Well then... I hate it when that happens.

Samantha: [On COMM] Killian is currently suspended. about three feet off the deck.

Ta'Rang: [On COMM] Is he awake?

 

Samantha runs through some calculations and scans on her personal computer. Looks like Killians idea had some drawbacks. One of them is that is appears as if he is trapped in some sort of "perpetual" jump field.

Samantha: [On COMM] Probably. Um, it appears he's in a jump field. How the hell does this even work?

Samantha takes a moment to see if it can be shut off.

Wade: [On COMM] Sam have you tried touching him yet?

Samantha: [On COMM] Hell no.

Elvis: [On COMM] Try pulling the plug.

Ta'Rang: Then you need a Tech over ther and the only one I can think of is Elvis

Elvis: [On COMM] Why not? It will either release him or be entertaining.

Samantha: [On COMM] Very helpful. I have no idea if that will return him to normal space.

Wade: [On COMM] Well I recommend against touching him.

Elvis: [On COMM] Touching him or entering the field would be BAD.

Samantha: [On COMM] You think?

Elvis: [On COMM] Yes.

Wade: [On COMM] Maybe you could throw him a NON-conductive line.

Elvis: [On COMM] We could try another jump?

Samantha looks for some hemp line... you know, just in case they had one to trim the sails.

Samantha: [On COMM] Make it really short.

Samantha steps way back from the field.

Wade: [On COMM] Won't work... two words... Blown cables

Samantha: [On COMM] There is that.

Elvis: [On COMM] I'm stuck. I still think shutting down the power is the best option.

Samantha looks at Killian's programming some more to see if there's a disengage option.

Wade: [On COMM] If you can't turn it off, then shut down the power on the ship completely... every fuse and bus.

 

It looks like Killian expected an almost instant jump and then things would automatically power down.

Samantha: Well, he's expecting a power down.

Samantha starts to get the system to power itself down.

Ta'Rang: You're an engineer Sam, just shut down the ship.

Samantha: [On COMM] I'm doing so.

 

Once the power is shut off, the electrical arcs to the field start to lessen. Eventually the field sort of pops like a soap bubble and Killian, and Micah, fall to the ground in a heap. Samantha rushes in to check on them. Killian appears to be dead.

Samantha: Oh. Damn.

Micah is going through some sort of hard restart. Samantha starts CPR.

Samantha: [On COMM] Get the doc over here.

Caspar: [On COMM] Coming

Wade: [On COMM] We are on our way

Caspar: If I can.

Wade: Doc get into a space suit.

Samantha: I do not recall ordering you to die.

Wade manuavers the ship to within feet of the Litany's hull.

Samantha: Wake up you bastard

Wade: Doc... you'll have to jump

 

Doc arrives at the location Doc grabs its hypo and gives Killian an adrenalin shot directly into his heart. Killian's lifesigns are very weak. He is probably in some sort of coma.

Samantha: Doc?

Caspar: Let us get him into a suit.

Samantha: Is he alive?

Micah finishes his reboot.

Caspar: Yes

Samantha: Is he ok?

Caspar: Barely.

Samantha: Can you get to him? his mind?

Caspar: No, he is in a coma.

Micah's voice is somewhat broken and stuttering, as if he's still recovering from something.

Micah: N-not dead. Can't be dead.

Micah crawls toward Killian.

Caspar: First we need to get him to the sick bay.

Micah: P-patch kit for suit he's in, belt pack. Hole in chest of suit from needle.

Doc Starts repairing his space suit.

Samantha: We got him Micah.

Caspar: That should hold...

Micah: Is he safe to move?

Samantha: Yeah. Are you ok?

Micah: Feel strange. Also unhappy. I will survive.

Micah picks up Killian and follows Doc. Samantha stays behind.

Samantha: Do what the Doc says. It knows what's best.

Ta'Rang: [On COMM] Sam what is the status?

Samantha: [On COMM] FUBAR. Doc is returning with Killian, he's in a coma.

Micah is cradling Killian as much as carrying him.

Samantha: [On COMM] Tobias, want me to fly your ship into port?

Tobias: [On COMM] Do what you will.

Samantha: [On COMM] No. I'm asking you. Do you want me to fly your ship into port or not? *sounds tense**

Tobias: [On COMM] Yes.

Samantha: [On COMM] I'll see you all dockside.

Samantha starts the powerup sequence and docs the fighter in the Litany Of Fury.

 

Ta does a scan. there does not appear to be any welcoming party for them. Just merchant ships and UPF patrols.

Wade: [On COMM] We'll follow you in... Just in case.

Ta'Rang: Wade take her into Port.

It's a couple of days at Litany's best speed.

Tobias: I'm not paying Meg a million creds for that f*ng ship.

Tobias walks off the bridge.

Ta'Rang: [On COMM] Sam we can reattach the grappler

Sam doesn't want a tow. She just flies in.

Wade: Ta... do we shadow the Litany into port or leave her behind and trust Sam to be OK?

 

Doc finds that Killian's mind is behind all sorts of "protective walls." IT cannot get through. A short, non damaging, spark zaps it though.

Samantha: [On COMM] Go on ahead, get the crew that want off, off.

Ta'Rang: Wade keep pace with the Litany

Samantha: [On COMM] I'll fly in. I'm not going anywhere interesting.

Wade flies along side the Litany, in case she has any problems before making port.

Ta'Rang: Two more days is not that long.

Micah hovers near Killian and the Doc in sick bay.

Ta'Rang: [On COMM] I'm not leaving anyone behind....Captain or not Sam.

 

A couple of days later, they all arrive at Lynchpin and dock. After the incident with Killian, the crew that originally wanted off decided to stay. They were rather impressed with Sam's loyalty to her crewman.

Samantha: Tobias, I wouldn't pay Meg a million for that fucking thing if I were you.

Tobias: Well. Thank you.. Sam. I hadn't thought of that.

Samantha smiles a bit.

Samantha: Buy you a drink then?

Tobias: I'll pass. Thanks.

Samantha: Alright. Doc, tell me the second Killian does something. Captain Kira'Rang, welcome to the fleet. Unless someone needs something from me, I need to be drinking soon.

Caspar: He is in a coma but he is changed.

Kira'Rang: This should be interesting.

Caspar: All his hair fell out.

Samantha: All his hair fell out?

Samantha: *rubs her eyes like she hasn't slept in a few days** Someone see about fixing Tobias' ship or something.

Samantha wanders off and finds a bar somewhere in the station, anywhere.

Tobias: It had to be Killian, eh? The only one of you lot I'd probably fully mourn. Whatever. I'll be on my shit... I mean ship.

Samantha: I love you to. Bloody pirate

Ta'Rang: You got it right the first time Tobias....shit is what you're on.

Wade: She might make a fine ship... once you affect some repairs and get her crewed... lighten up.

Tobias: You're right, Wade. You're right.

Samantha finds a bar, buys a bottle of whiskey of some kind and proceeds to get a little soused.

 

Kira'Rang joins Ta'Rang on the bridge.

Caspar: Killian is mutating.

Tobias: And if she doesnt make a fine ship.. I can always have you pull something onboard to BLOW IT UP.

Wade: Yep... like shoot her whiner captain between the ya yas.

Caspar: Sam?

Tobias: Only if your 'boss" allows it.

Samantha left.

Wade: As you may have noticed I sometimes forget to ask... sometimes its easier to say I'm sorry afterwards.

Micah: He was expecting something, Doc.

Caspar: I can't handle two people out.

 

Ta'Rang turns the see the Captain.

Ta'Rang: I'm Ta'Rang, Captain.

Kira'Rang: Yes I know.

Wade secures the helm and turns it back over to Kira'Rang.

Ta'Rang: But I don't know your name.

Wade: Not bad for a Yaz ship.

Kira'Rang: Kira'Rang. We are cousins. Distant, but I remember your trial.

Ta'Rang looks at Wade.

Ta'Rang: Cousins.........ah It has been a long time since I have seen anyone from our clan.

Kira'Rang: We are a scattered clan. Just so you know, most of us felt that your trial was an outrage. Dar'Gredick had too much influence. Even then.

Wade: Wait cousins.... didn't we date once... No wait that was a sister

Ta'Rang: Yes He did and still does. He has tried many times to end my life.

Kira'Rang: Then it is good that he failed.

Ta'Rang: Do not mind Wade. He is also an adopted clan member.

Kira'Rang: I will keep that in mind.

Ta'Rang: Yes I hope someday to return his favors and pay him in full.

 

Tobias: Is everyone going to ignore Doc? Apparently Killian is mutating. [On COMM] Sam. Do you copy?

Micah: He told me something was going to happen, Doc.

Wade turns to Doc.

Micah: And then he told me to forget.

Tobias: Bullocks.

Tobias goes to find Sam.

Caspar: What?

Wade: Mutating? how... is he dying?

Micah: I don't think so. But I don't remember.

Samantha: [On COMM] what now? *sounds just a little drunk**

Tobias: [On COMM] It's Killian. Doc says he's mutating.

Samantha: [On COMM] mu-what?

Tobias: [On COMM] I haven't gotten the details. That's just the last I heard. He's losing his hair and mutating.

Wade: Hey... mutating... can we go poke him?

Samantha: [On COMM] Ok, um... I... can you get... the... details?

Caspar: Micah can you remember any what killian said?

Tobias: [On COMM] I will try.

Samantha: [On COMM] okie.

Tobias: Doc.... explain to me how he is mutating... please.

Micah: I can't remember because he told me not to. All I remember is that he told... or programmed me that something was going to change, and he would need protection. So I am here to protect. I think there's more, but I can't remember.

Caspar: his cells are changing to a stable mutation.

Tobias: [On COMM] He's tadpoling to a frog apparently.

Sam stopped responding after the last relay. Tobias is pretty sure she got it at least.

Tobias: Micah.. so you're saying he knew this was going to happen?

Micah: I don't know. That sounds wrong. But he told me.

Caspar: Micah I can try to hack your brain.

Tobias: Well I really doubt there's anything we can do but wait until he's done evolving. Or.. devolving whichever the case maybe.

Micah looks "alarmed" at the suggestion.

Caspar: Sorry I worded that wrong.

Micah: I don't believe you would find anything.

Caspar: I can try to find some thing Micah.

Micah: Doc, I don't believe I can allow that.

 

Ta'Rang: Tell me of our clan.

Kira'Rang: Not much has changed. We are scattered, but prosper as we can. Some of us have fallen prey to Dar'Gredick's ideology and some of us have remained wise to his schemes.

Ta'Rang: Kira , yes he is able to change manys thinking but I am glad that other see the light, I am glad that you do as well.

Kira'Rang: I only wish others could see. Still, I am glad I met you and your crew. It's almost like we were destined to meet.

Ta'Rang: Kira how did you become under Dar'Gredick's influence?

 

Wade wanders away from the ship and heads down to the local ship yard and starts looking for old scout ships. Sitting over in a corner of the yard he sees the Gemini-2 sitting there as plain as day

 

End Of Season 3

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Re: Gemini Ascendant Episodes

 

Season Three Cast In Order Of Appearance:

Samantha Arken .......................... Gordon

Wade McCode ............................. Phelix

Ta'Rang ................................. Jim

Killian Carver .......................... Chad

Vrusk (Mercy Station) ................... Minor NPC

Caspar .................................. Terrie

Dr. Gul'Shan (Mercy Station) ............ Minor NPC

Lt. Talbot (Mercy Station) .............. Minor NPC

Announcer (Mercy Station) ............... Minor NPC

Operations (Mercy Station) .............. Minor NPC

Captain Smalls (TE Marines) ............. Minor NPC

Elvis ................................... Major NPC

Kiernan Station ......................... Minor NPC

Yazarian Commander (Drake Frigate) ...... Minor NPC

Yazarian Merchant Captain ............... Minor NPC

Burke Control ........................... Minor NPC

Dock Authority Officer (Burke's World) .. Minor NPC

Clerk (Sky Buy, Burke's Commerce) ....... Minor NPC

Zyziks (Mercenary Guild, Burke's) ....... Minor NPC

Burke's Control ......................... Minor NPC

Hunter (Burke's World) .................. Minor NPC

Trask ................................... Major NPC

Station Security (Burke's Recreation) ... Minor NPC

Margiar ................................. Major NPC

Kal'zyz (Vrusk Gambler) ................. Minor NPC

Dealer (Liberty Recreation) ............. Minor NPC

Receptionist (Liberty Guild Offices) .... Minor NPC

Mr. Johnson (Liberty Guild Offices) ..... Minor NPC

Guild Rep (Liberty Commerce) ............ Minor NPC

Control (Liberty / Prenglar) ............ Minor NPC

Micah ................................... Chad

Shipping Clerk (Morgaine's Commerce) .... Minor NPC

Vrusk Agent (Synthcorp Team) ............ Minor NPC

Rita (Exeter) ........................... Major NPC

Vladimir ................................ Minor NPC

Captain Exeter .......................... Major NPC

Mitchell Exeter ......................... Major NPC

Arthur/Tobias ........................... Tim

Waitress (Alert-5 Bar) .................. Minor NPC

Clerk (Newstand, White Light Rec) ....... Minor NPC

Familiar Voice/Sam Clone/Rachael ........ Major NPC

Bouncer/Jarvis (Rogue's Roost) .......... Minor NPC

Bartender/Gil (Rogue's Roost) ........... Minor NPC

Alvarez ................................. Major NPC

Taffy ................................... Major NPC

Bartender (Hell's Forge) ................ Minor NPC

Frank (Salesman, Zebulon) ............... Minor NPC

Carl (Meg's Ranch, Hell's Forge) ........ Minor NPC

Billy (Meg's Ranch, Hell's Forge) ....... Minor NPC

Meg ..................................... Major NPC

Ancient Yazarian ........................ Major NPC

Yazarian Captain/Kira'Rang .............. Major NPC

Yazarian Crewman ........................ Minor NPC

Yazarian Pilot .......................... Minor NPC

 

Season 4 - Coming Soon!