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(22 replies, posted in Odyssey)

Unaware to the dynamic duo from the Odyssey, unofficial communication to the docks where Shadai was currently still staying, was being blocked. The crew had managed to communicate to each other when all had still been at the docks, but security at the docks had set up a scrambling field around the docks to make sure nothing that they didn't want communicated came in or out. There were a lot of disgruntled ship crews still being held there and the docks administration didn't want any rescue parties getting planned as they were still securing the site. The only communication possible with the docks was through the official channels.



-GM

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(392 replies, posted in Odyssey)

It took the better part of 20 minutes, but Shadai had indeed noticed a pattern. All patrols existed of two mercs walking the perimeters. Apart from that there was one patrol driving around in a mule. It simply drove around the space port, halting for a moment at each of the two exits, both the one closest to Shadai and the one on the other side of the docks. It also made frequent stops at the warehouse and all the separate landing pads, where all the ships that had been there at the moment of the Odyssey's escape, were still on the ground. No ship had arrived nor left since the 'incident', apart from the two hunter fighters that had come after the Odyssey. That was also an unfortunate factor: one of the fighters had returned and was patrolling above the docks. Shadai doubted that it was looking down towards the docks and instead making sure that no new arrivals would come to the docks, but there was no way for her to be sure. Other than that, there were four guards set up at the exit closest to Shadai. There had been two, but after Angel's escape two more had arrived. Two of them were looking outwards, while the other two were looking inwards. Apparently Angel's escape had made the mercs consider the possibility that more sought after people might be hiding at the docks. From her current position, Shadai couldn't see how many guards there were at the other exit, but also four would probably be a good guess. The warehouse was no under closer scrutiny as well: now two mercs had permanently set up on the roof and the two guards in front of it had become three guards.

Her study of the patterns showed that the patrols on foot gave her enough room to move around on the premises to get close to any building she wanted, apart from the warehouse, which was being permanently watched. Shadai had also seen several people going in there: not only mercs but also a woman who appeared to be some have some sort of administrative function. None of these had come out of the warehouse yet.

A different matter was the mule: she would have to keep a constant watch on that one: it did move in a regular pattern, but it finished its rounds quickly, starting anew. Given that the mule also visited all of the buildings and docking places on site, Shadai would have a hard time getting to those.



-GM

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(182 replies, posted in Umbra)

Yes, that seems for the best to me right now.



-Mischa

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(16 replies, posted in Atlantis)

Ryan winced; not because of the tape being pulled from his mouth, but from the man's awful breath. Whatever had crawled up and died in that cave, the man hadn't seen reason to remove it.

However, he did feel a bit more at ease as the man spoke. Well, at least they weren't going to pull him apart limb by limb for ransom or something. The engineer felt comfortable enough to speak up to the man. "Any chance you can untie me?" Ryan had been working on freeing himself, but hadn't succeeded yet: his hands were still tied behind his back.



-Ryan Bow

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(91 replies, posted in The Dreamcatchers)

During Maaike's hacking work, Nico hadn't just stood around: he'd unpacked his bag in his own room and had readied and tidied other parts of the house, although most of it had been left behind in perfect condition, by his own request. He had cleaned up the now empty pizza boxes, as well as the empty beer bottles. He had only taken one beer, Maaike had taken a second one.

When he had returned to Maaike, she had just finished gathering all the account info she could find. As if her question had instigated it, Nico yawned. "Sorry", he said. "I guess I am tired. I haven't slept well the last couple of weeks." It was true: with the exception of the nap in the plane, he hadn't rested well at all. "Would you mind terribly if I went to bed? We can pick this up again tomorrow. Feel free to take whatever you want from the fridge, and if you want to watch tv that is of course fine." He realized that staying awake no longer was an option: suddenly his body demanded he'd rest. "Don't work for too long" he said and then left her bedroom and then found his own. He barely managed to get out of his clothes and turn off the light before he fell asleep in his bed. The last thing he thought to himself before drifting off was that he'd probably end up in this weird dreamworld again. But now he knew that he could manipulate things. He had a weapon...

Then he fell asleep.



-Nico Steenhuizen

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(102 replies, posted in Odyssey)

In the mess hall, a message addressed to Lizzy sounded over the comm:

= "Miss Lusko, report to the bridge: we have to talk." =



-August Solitaire

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(305 replies, posted in Odyssey)

August's face darkened as he spoke: "As long as it pays. But I've got something in mind. It's about time someone aboard this ship stops feeling sorry for herself and starts paying her dues."

Lizzy had been aboard for some time now and had kept herself locked in her room ever since they'd left Greenleaf Skyplex. her near death - several ones even - had proved to be too much for her and she had gone into a depression. During the time after their narrow escape, August had visited her on several occasions and had talked to her about it all, but all conversations had always ended the same: she wasn't ready to move on yet. It was time that this changed. Earlier he had seen Lizzy appear on one of the onboard camera's which he could view from the cockpit. She had made her way to the mess hall and had even started up conversing with his crew. A good sign: maybe she was ready to move on. Whether she thought so herself or not, August decided it was time for her to start playing her part in their previous agreement. He opened a comm channel to the mess hall.

= "Miss Lusko, report to the bridge: we have to talk." =

He closed the channel and then unlocked the door to the bridge. He looked at his XO and explained himself briefly: "Originally she asked us to provide her not only with a means of transportation, but to facilitate her in visiting the rim worlds. Whether she wants to perform there or simply visit them, I don't know, but she was willing to pay us for it. Whitefall is a Rim World, we're going to visit it, time she starts paying us for bringing her to where she wanted to go." He realized that it was a very basic plan and there was no way of knowing whether Lizzy was ready to do that which she had originally planned to do, or if Whitefall even was on her list. But he needed money and he needed it badly so it was time to put a little pressure on this matter and for his XO to back him up in this. He waited for Lizzy to arrive on the bridge.



-August Solitaire

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(32 replies, posted in Jewel of Hera)

"Pfffff", Bruno exhaled sharply. Nobody appreciated his genius around here. He hung up the phone. Even this junior colleague, who could learn so much from him chose to stay in the dark and ignore the obvious.

Feeling a bit down because of this, although not too much - Brian couldn't get his mood down that easily - he went back to his job. Or rather, lack thereof. The bar still was very quiet and apart from the Depression still sitting and drinking alone and the young married couple there were still no customers. He glanced over at the table with the dark cloud above it. The man had just finished his drink; he should go over there and ask if he wanted something else, but not right away. He wasn't about to encourage an upcoming drinking frenzy with this guy. Before you knew it he'd have to get security down here to get the crying man carried away. No, better to try and keep it down just a little bit.

His gaze wandered from the man over to the couple at the back. Hey now! It seemed like they had finished their champagne and were now starting on each other. It was hard to tell which one's tongue was further down the throat of the other one and now hands were beginning to explore places that were normally left alone in public. Bruno leaned on the bar on his elbows, supporting his head with both hands as he gazed with interest. Suddenly the woman noticed him staring from the corner of her eye and she quickly stopped her advances on her lover. Confused, her beau followed her gaze, wondering what had made her stop. Then he saw, his face turning almost as deep a red as his newly wed wife's. "Oh, don't mind me; you go right ahead and be in love over there", Bruno said to them, not even a bit embarrassed about the whole situation. "More champagne?"



-Bruno Kaiser

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(18 replies, posted in The Longest Journey)

It seemed to take a lifetime, but finally the guards moved on; apparently they hadn't noticed the unlikely duo hiding. Ardjen dropped both hands to his side and let out a deep breath. But before he could say anything, the light suddenly appeared again. "Come along", it spoke and once again it set off, this time in the direction that the guards had just come from.



-GM

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(319 replies, posted in Odyssey)

Indeed.



-Mischa

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(16 replies, posted in Atlantis)

Ryan squinted his eyes: they had adjusted to the dark in the bag and were now overexposed. It took a while for them to get used to the new situation.

When they did, he looked at the man in front of him, who seemed strong enough to throw Ryan through the room several times and then still had some strength to spare. There was no way he was going to fight his way out of this one.

As soon as he'd heard the door opening, Ryan had stopped trying to free himself and had taken one step away from the table, hoping that he wouldn't drop over anything. If the man had noticed that Ryan had been trying to free his hands, he gave no sign of it.

So. They, whoever 'they' were, needed someone to fix broken things? Ryan might not have been strong, but he also wasn't stupid. It meant that 'they' probably knew a bit about him. Of course, Ryan had entered the town in his coveralls, but he'd been - and still was - wearing a jacket over it. These people correctly guessing that he was an engineer seemed a bit coincidental to him. Of course, he said none of that. In fact, he said nothing at all, since the piece of tape was still covering his mouth. Instead, Ryan simply stood still, waiting on what the muscled man would do next.



-Ryan Bow

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(140 replies, posted in The Longest Journey)

There was nothing weird with the light itself: it seemed like an ordinary light, although there was no clear source in its center. Strange, apart from the facts that it just seemed to float and had just spoken to them - in a language that Marcus had also understood, he now realized - it seemed to be adjusting its own speed to that of the group following him: when they slowed down, so did the light and when they sped up the light did the same, although it constantly seemed to urge them to move as fast as they could.

When they had followed the light for what felt like almost ten minutes, in which it had moved them through all they alleyways so much and had taken so much turns that it would be impossible for them to find their way back, it suddenly disappeared.



-GM

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(18 replies, posted in The Longest Journey)

Ciara could see that the phone could find no signal. It was a good thing she was shielding the glow from the screen, because suddenly she could hear footsteps. Next to her, Ardjen pressed himself against the wall they were standing close to and he gently pulled Ciara back, urging her to do the same. At that same moment Ciara could make out two silhouettes coming into sight from the right not more than 25 feet away. Apparently they were very close to a crossroads. Although it was dark, she could see that the two persons were carrying long stakes: pikes. These were guards.

The guards slowed for a moment and appeared to be looking around, although due to the darkness it was impossible to tell which way they were facing. Ciara could feel Ardjen's hand trembling through the coat she was wearing.



-GM

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(392 replies, posted in Odyssey)

Shadai avoided being spotted by the patrol. But as she stealthily moved to another cover, closer to one of the exits of the space port, she saw a familiar figure in the distance. Her manoeuver had brought her a bit closer to the warehouse and although the only way into the warehouse that she could see was guarded, the guards were all facing away from the door, making sure nobody got near it. Which is probably why they didn't see someone leaving the warehouse, whereas Shadai did see that person. And unless she was mistaking, it was Angel.

There was no way she could signal for him without being spotted, but it seemed that Angel had plans of his own anyway. Without - apparently - making a sound, he climbed on top of some boxes that were stacked next to the door. This brought him just high enough for him to jump up and grab the edge of the flat roof of the warehouse with both hands. He pulled himself up effortlessly and then was gone from sight for a moment: he must have dropped flat to the roof to avoid detection.

Just as Shadai thought she had lost track of him completely, Angel suddenly came into her sights again: he was about 30 feet away from the edge of the roof, the one that was relatively close to the fence of the space port; the two were about 10 feet apart. This wouldn't be a security hazard from the outside: the fence itself was electrified and it was impossible to climb without touching it. On top of that, it was rather sturdy. But Shadai could now see that it could be very useful in escaping from the inside: the roof and the fence were about the same hight. Angel had found a way to escape. If he could make the jump, that was.

As Shadai kept watching, she saw how Angel suddenly started running towards the edge of the roof. He increased his speed further and further and right at the edge of the roof he jumped and flew through the air... And over the fence. As he landed he ducked into a roll to dampen the blow of the impact. This however didn't happen without making a sound and Shadai suddenly heard one of the mercs scream. His raising of the alarm had the desired effect and almost immediately several mercs started shouting and opening fire at Angel. But the man who had just jumped to his freedom wasn't about to stay put for easy target practice. He got up and started running. So far, none of the mercs had hit him. It took a while before any of the mercs started pursuit, since all of them had to use the normal exit to leave the premises and the gate was a few yards away. And although it didn't take the mercs too long to get two hovercars filled with armed men and women going, by then Angel was nowhere to be seen.

Angel had helped Shadai in one way: he had drawn a few mercs away from the docks. There still were several dozen walking around, but that still was about ten less then before. But he had also ruined a possible means of escape. He might have shown her how it was possible to get away from the premises, but he'd also shown the mercs how to do this. Two mercs were now setting up station on the roof: she wasn't getting out that way.



-GM

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(91 replies, posted in The Dreamcatchers)

Nico, who had a more reserved way of eating than Maaike did, slowly chewed the small bite of pizza in his mouth as he looked at the screen, showing him the path of his flight and the location of Julianna's home. Amazing! He had no idea what it meant exactly, nor what he could do with this information, but it was a pretty big discovery in his eyes.

The information about the companies was interesting as well, although Nico didn't immediately see a relation with his condition. But the German company was definitely another lead to look into.

The third piece of information seemed most promising to Nico. He definitely wanted to know what was in those mails and he was also very interested to find out more about this doctor Brennan.

Nico swallowed. "Do you think you can get to those emails that Peters sent to Brennan? I'm very interested in their contents. And anything else on Brennan himself? What is his specialty? What kind of clinic does he work at?"

Nico stretched for a moment: the long day was getting to him, even if he had managed to get some sleep on the plane. Strange, actually: he had awoken in that weird dreamworld in which he'd hardly had a relaxing time, but when he'd woken up, he had felt more rested.

"I'll get you a beer", he said, taking another bite of his slize of pizza before he left the room again, this time getting two beers from his fridge in the kitchen, which on his request had been stocked. He got out two bottles of San Miguel; they weren't very cold yet, but they'd do. He found a bottle opener in one of the drawers and used it on both bottles, leaving the bottle caps on the kitchen counter. He returned to Maaike and handed her one of the beers, while he took a sip of his own and then took another bite of pizza. He didn't speak up, but instead let Maaike work; she'd tell him if she'd find something.



-Nico

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(91 replies, posted in The Dreamcatchers)

"Just hand them over", Nico said with a smile. He took the boxes from the delivery boy, put them on a table next to his front door and pulled out his wallet. He could have dug for coins, but instead found it a lot easier to simply hand the boy two notes of ten euros each. "Keep the change", Nico said. The tip might have been pretty big but then again, the boy had managed to get the pizzas there rather quickly.

Nico said his farewells and then closed and locked the door before he took both pizza boxes and carried them back to Maaike's room. "Margherita or hawaii?" he asked as he entered the room.



-Nico

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(140 replies, posted in The Longest Journey)

OOC: Haven't heard from khh in a while. For the moment I'll drag Karen along.

IC: Karen, who now had the disadvantage of being with two people who spoke another language - even if more and more familiar words kept coming through the conversations - seemed hestitant, but slowly started to follow Cameron.



-GM

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(392 replies, posted in Odyssey)

Whatever she would do: fight, flight or hide, she would have to do it fast. A patrol of two mercs had turned and was now headed her way. Shadai still had some cover at the moment, but in another minute or two she would definitely be spotted if she didn't move. So would she try and make her way out of the docks, would she try and get into the warehouse, or would she try something else entirely?



-GM

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(305 replies, posted in Odyssey)

Again, August looked up from his work. This time he simply pressed a button before going back to his discussion with Ayla. "So, in short: we need to find work on Whitefall. There's no way we can get those dogs that we're carrying to their destination without making repairs first and to pay for those repairs we need money." August paused, giving his XO a chance to comment on all the things she had just heard for the first  time, but he had known for quite a while now.



-August Solitaire

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(22 replies, posted in Odyssey)

If the security had been hightened due to the incident at the docks earlier, it had either stayed at that location or someone was very good in hiding this from plain sight. Either way, the shuttle found no trouble at all in getting to their destination.



-GM

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(319 replies, posted in Odyssey)

Thanks for letting me know, Robert. Okay, so I'll write his character gradually out of the story then.



-Mischa

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(32 replies, posted in Jewel of Hera)

"I sure did, Brian, I sure did", the happy bartender replied. "I had a litle bit of a crisis here, but I solved that. Or rather, I let Sarah solve it." He paused, waiting for a compliment on how smart he was.



-Bruno

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(392 replies, posted in Odyssey)

The strange thing was that Angel hadn't tried to contact her since he got separated from the others in the office. Of course people could have been blocking communication, but how then had she been able to talk to the others while they had still been on the surface?

Or had something happened to Angel? There was no way to tell from her current position and she saw that it wouldn't be a simple task to find her way to the warehouse. The warehouse was one of the locations that the mercs had stationed an entire team. Whatever was in there, it seemed important to them.

She could get a bit closer to the warehouse, if she managed to evade the two men on patrol, but getting inside seemed impossible.



-GM

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(319 replies, posted in Odyssey)

I haven't heard from Jason, who plays Angel, in a while. He hadn't posted for a while before my LOA either. Right now I am assuming he is no longer active, unless anybody else knows something about this?

Anyway, for the story I'm going to assume that he's no longer active. Should that change at a later date, we can always adjust the story accordingly.

I'd love to see him back of course, but for the sake of the story and keeping things going I'm going to write Angel out of the story. At least for the moment.



-Mischa

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(16 replies, posted in Atlantis)

Ryan tried to scream in pain when his foot contacted with the solid object, but it came out very muffled. He fought to keep his balance and after a few unstable moments won that battle. He realized what his hands had just felt and very carefully he started touching the object, hoping he would find a sharp edge. Although preferably not too sharp: he would like to keep his fingers.

A short time of probing later, Ryan decided to try his luck on the edge of the table. He turned around so that the hands of his back were to the table and then leaned to his left to give him an angle in which he could try and cut his bonds. He started rubbing his bonds against the edge of the table, hoping that he would succeed in freeing his hands.



-Ryan Bow