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Post by Machaeus on Jun 9, 2007 18:22:21 GMT -5
"Gang wars?" Urufu echoes. "Nice. Gimme two seconds with the b@stards and I'll wipe the floor with half of 'em."
"I don't doubt we could together," Machaeus says, "But we need to stay on the low."
"Why? Run into trouble with authorities?" Kei asks, raising an eyebrow.
"No, just trouble with jerks, but that's not why we're here," Machaeus says, then lowers his voice. "We're here to kill a bounty hunter that took Ash's vengeance from him."
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Post by tachyon on Jun 10, 2007 5:44:09 GMT -5
Kei laughed.
"Yeah, I thought that'd have to be the reason. This place is a magnet for anyone on the wrong side of the law; we got petty crims, hard crims, mercs, pirates, d&g runners, techheads. Plus all the big guys; Black Hand, Deathwatch, Darksuns, Vvoks, Tau Ceti Mafia, hell we even got your d@mn Yakuza and Triads muscling in. So," Kei hung her arms on the ceiling poles and leaned closer, "Who exactly are you looking for?"
"A bloke named Xacio 555." said Gordon, apparently done with sulking.
Kei's facial expression did not change, but her tail stiffened.
"... Is that a fact?" she said quietly. Her mood had obviously changed some. But any further thought on this matter was interrupted by the trains PA.
"Now arriving at #92nd District station. The platform is on the left hand side. Caution: Civil disturbance in progress. Please take necessary precautions."
No sooner had the automated voice finished speaking, a Molotov coctail slammed into a window spreading a sheet of flame over the outside of the train. However it quickly dissipated and left no damage. Columns of smoke rose from the streets as rioters burned overturned ground vehicles, and the sound of gunfire could be heard. As the train pulled into the station some of the passenger drew weapons as they exited, some hesitated and chose to remain onboard. After a few seconds of waiting the train pulled away again.
"The next station is: 105th District. This train will stop at all stations to Waste Reclamation Plant #1."
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Post by Machaeus on Jun 10, 2007 10:29:37 GMT -5
THUNK. "What was that?" Urufu asks, glaring at the roof.
An alien clambors into the car through a broken window, a laser pistol in his hands. "THIS IS A HOLDUP!" he shouts.
Urufu merely pulls out his blade and "disarms" the alien with one fell swoop. He shouts in agony. "Now then, while you're grasping your shoulder in pain, sit down and shut up."
"Y-y-y-yessir," he squeaks, sitting down against the wall.
Others back away from Urufu as he puts his sword away. "What?" he asks. "You never heard of the irreg crises that've been all over Earth? We Terrans or humans or whatever you call us are tough nowadays - we have to be to get food. Any other swordsman would have acted as quickly and efficiently, or he wouldn't be alive."
"Nice to know," an Argou says. "Now we DEFINITELY stay away from there."
"I actually agree with you on that," Urufu says, nodding. "Problem is, we're probably the best fighters on the planet, so we have a sort of moral obligation to help our fellow man."
"Best fighters?" a wrinkled, aged alien with brown skin and an egg-shaped head smiles. "Bah. My students at the dojo could probably swing a sword better."
"You teach swordsmanship?" Urufu asks, surprised. "Sweet, I've been looking for a place to polish my skills. Maybe I could check out your dojo later, if I survive our little mission here."
"It takes a big man to admit he needs improvement."
"It takes 120 years in the fridge for - dangit, Gordon, I'm talking like you now!" he says, glaring at the handheld. Machaeus merely laughs.
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Post by tachyon on Jun 10, 2007 17:37:14 GMT -5
Kei chuckled at this exchange, but it sounded a little labored.
"Well, my stop is the next one... look just be careful, ok?"
"Now arriving at 105th District station. The platform is on the left hand side." said the PA.
Kei walked over to the doors. She nodded her head and smiled. "See you around, I hope."
The Khrohali disappeared into the crowd. The doors closed and the train sped off again.
"The next station is: 117th District. This train will stop at all stations to Waste Reclamation Plant #1."
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Post by Ash on Jun 10, 2007 17:44:34 GMT -5
"Nice disarmament.But nothing goes over ranged combat.",Ash says,looking at the alien.
"Killing him would save us and many other people trouble...",he continues,followed by a short laugh.
"...as soon as we´re away,he will probably,do the same thing again.Or maybe something worse.I know guys like him.They never learn it."
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Post by Jessie Winkler on Jun 11, 2007 4:45:49 GMT -5
"Whoa," Jessie whispered. "That was a nice trick."
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Post by tachyon on Jun 11, 2007 5:49:45 GMT -5
The train began slowing again.
"Now arriving at 117th District station. Platform is on the right hand side."
After more sorry looking crowds of sentients entered and exited, it departed again.
"The next station is: 125th District. This train will stop at all stations to Waste Reclamation Plant #1."
"Next ones ours then." said Gordon.
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Post by Machaeus on Jun 11, 2007 18:45:46 GMT -5
Urufu has bandaged up the alien, and thrown the gun to Machaeus. "What am I - ?"
"Disassemble it. You can take things apart with magic, right?" Urufu asks. "After that, throw it out the window."
"I'd rather keep it in case we actually need it," the warlock shrugs. "You girls know how to use this thing?"
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Post by Jessie Winkler on Jun 12, 2007 20:13:59 GMT -5
"Us? Not me," Jessie says.
"I might be able to figure it out," Jackie responds, and readies her arm to recieve the weapon.
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Post by tachyon on Jun 13, 2007 2:00:30 GMT -5
"Now arriving at 125th District station. Platform is on the left hand side." the train's automated PA announced. This was their stop.
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Post by Machaeus on Jun 14, 2007 11:28:28 GMT -5
The gang shoves off at the station. "So what next? The docking AI didn't give us many hints," Urufu says.
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Post by tachyon on Jun 14, 2007 14:49:15 GMT -5
"Well, Control said to check out the Deathwatch HQ so we should head there. Word o' warnin' but; these blighters are as though as they come so don't be taking the mickey out of 'em, and on their turf too." said Gordon.
"Now, it should be a little way from 'ere... hang a right at the first intersection and keep goin' stright untill y'see a fortified apartment building with a big horned skull logo hanging from it."
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Post by Machaeus on Jun 14, 2007 19:31:10 GMT -5
"'Taking the mickey out on them'? What's that mean, badmouthing them?" Urufu asks. "Or is that 'fighting them'?"
"Either way, avoid it," Machaeus sighs. "These are mercenaries and bounty hunters. No telling what kind of hair triggers they've got."
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Post by tachyon on Jun 15, 2007 2:10:08 GMT -5
"Hair triggers or no' I wouldn't go in there for all the Vialla Tea on Rigel... exceptin' present circumstances." said Gordon in reference to the fact he was still hooked to Urufu's pants.
"Deathwatch's current Kommandant is a Denoberian, a real psycho called Ulrask Kit'jhec, an' considering their whole ruddy race are mental thats sayin' something."
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Post by Machaeus on Jun 15, 2007 18:26:57 GMT -5
Machaeus is the first to enter, looking back and forth at the people within, who are all staring at him. He is still in a t-shirt and pants, so they don't recognize him as a mage. He snaps his fingers to dress himself in his old robe, and they immediately shrink back - a mage of any sort makes for a bad enemy due to the lack of knowledge on them. "Now then, is there an information desk?" he asks politely. "I wish to inquire about a possible member of this group."
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