NationStates Jolt Archive

Aboard Trix's ship bound for Io, Sara Resi slipped into a deep sleep after having to deal with yet another day of tending to the hydroponic farms, dealing with Rachel's* whining, and enjoying the comedy of errors in the love triangle involving Trix and Frederick centered around herself. Now she was horribly tired, and as she lost concousness pictures and shapes began to swirl around her. Yes, she had entered a dream, but something was different. There was no Rachel in this dream, which was odd because Rachel lived in Sara's head and generally poked herself into all of Sara's mental affairs, whether Sara had a say in it or not. Instead of Rachel waiting to greet and chastise her, a cloaked shadowy figure was waiting. It stood, a deep purple aura flowing off of what would best be referred to as its body, and looked up at Sara as she decended down to what appeared to be the floor of her subconcous.

Welcome, Lady Resi. Welcome to the inner sanctum of your mind. I will be a guide of sorts for you. Today you will be witnessing things that may soon come to pass, but that will one way or another decide the fate of the empire that you are destined to inherit. Now, if you will kindly follow me...

"Who are you? Why are you here? And where the hell is Rachel, that little bitch was supposed to give me my nightly chewing-out as soon as I fell asleep!"

You are in your subconcous, dear. Rachel can not reach you in its deepest depths, you know. As for who I am, think about it as I walk you through your future. You should realize the answer shortly.

And so Sara was dragged along through a rift in her mind, into another, darker place. It seemed completely different from her actual mind, as the images within in were bordered by ridged lines as opposed to the gradual fading found within the rest of her brain. There were tiny pinpricks of light here, each alone and distant in the darkness, reminiscent of tiny stars. The images steadily grew more violent as they progressed, first showing

Salughter!
a mother crying over her dead child...

Genocide!
then R-bots gunning down civilians and what looked like human soldiers wearing old-style Resian uniform...

Obliteration!
then Resi City in flames...

Annihilation!
then a giant shadowy figure trampling the city flat and using all sorts of advanced weapons on the great city of the corporation.

"So what are you saying?" Sara finally asked, "Is there going to be a robot revolt or something?"

Much better than that, my little friend. Take a good look at the shadowy figure. Do you sense anything... familiar in its presense?

And Sara did look at the figure more clearly, and gazed deep into its visage.

"Why... that thing... it can't be! I sense.... myself!"

BUMP!
(story continues tomorrow)

((OOC: Onward!))
IC:

Yes, my lady, that is you. Or you are a part of it. Or you will be a part of it. All you need to know is that you will be involved in the distruction of the greatest city capitalist society has even known. It was the city I was born in, if you could say that I was born. And there you will be reborn, too. Or is this only a possibility? Who knows, this may very well be just a figment of your imagination, a dream. But then who am I? Or, to be more precise, who are you?

"Stop talking in riddles! If I want to be confused, I'll talk to Washu. What does this all mean, and WHY THE HECK AM I A MONSTER?"

That's for you to find out on your own. For now I have no more use for you. You have learned what we wanted ourselves to learn, so I'm sending you back to reality now. And if that Rachel girl is confused, tell her I'm here to fill in for her.

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As Sara opened her eyes, her head swam. It felt like a small piece of her was missing, and something crude and vulgar had been shoved into its place. She pushed her covers aside and went to get some clothes to wear, wondering what time it was back on Earth. In her room there were no clocks, as Trix had often said that it was "a bitch to reset 'em all when we land on a planet", so she could only guess at the time.

((Roania, Trixia, you guys can send in one of your characters now if you'd like.))

OOC:Intresting. Something to keep an eye on.

OOC: Right on time. I actually wanted to speak to you about this, Resi.

IC: Frederick tossed in his sleep. Oh... I should say something... tell her...

*Tell her what? You've already said you love her.*

Have I?

*Or do you mean, tell her who you really are?*

No... never that... that's not important

*Oh, but it is. Very important.*

No! Get out of my head!

*You know I can't, Frederick Brunswick. Or should I say, Agent Frederick of the RIAS, assigned to Fort Derricks as a spy for his Highness about Leopold's treacherous tendencies?*

That mission is over, now. Alexander is in command

*Yes... and isn't it your duty to arrest her?*

No... stop!

*But... you don't want to, do you? You've become weak.*

Love isn't a weakness! She's not doing anything wrong!

*No? But... The Resi Corporation is Roania's enemy... you should kill her.*

No. I can't! Please... get out of my head!

<BUMP>

Agent Alexander Jones, a member of the Nadavan Intelligence Service, walked nervously and distracted along Kanma Street within the great Capital City of Nada. He was an Half-Elf, one of the few non-humans who lived in the isolated Island paradise of Nadavo. His membership to the intelligence bureau was lucky even for ordinary citizens much less a part-Elf.

He walked down into the subway and he boarded the metro along with a crowd of ordinary citizens; businessmen, sailors, factory workers, the unclean beggars. Thankfully public transport was free.
The train began to move, rocking the passengers. Jones, trying to find a seat on this train tripped by as the vehicles momentum disorientated his head and made his movements ungraceful.

He sat down.

He pulled out a hankerchief and mopped his forehead that was sweating.

He then suddenly snapped as if speaking to some hidden demon within the train...

"Not now!"

The passengers looked at him strangely but ignored the Agent and went about their business...

<One more BUMP, and then I go back to the original plan>

<One more BUMP, and then I go back to the original plan>((OOC: Go ahead, there's not much Sara can do until someone comes into that room))

OOC: Oh... was that what you were waiting for?

IC: Frederick bolted upright. Beads of perspiration filed down his forehead. "I have to tell her." He said, pulling himself up.

Mustering his courage, he went into the room where Sara lay sleeping. "Sara, hon?"

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Something is... wrong here...

Sara, now wide awake, sat up ridgedly.
"Yes, Fred? What's happening?"

Sara, now wide awake, sat up ridgedly.
"Yes, Fred? What's happening?"

"I... have something to say to you." He sat down. "I'm... not who I said I was, not really." His heart started to pound like hell, as his anxiety level grew. "I am a member of the RIAS, the Roanian Institute of the Academic Sciences."

OOC: DAMN! Okay, change nothing.

"Well, that certainly makes us even," said Sara, not entirely sure if this wasn't still part of her dream, "Go on..."

watching

"Well, that certainly makes us even," said Sara, not entirely sure if this wasn't still part of her dream, "Go on..."

"I..." He sighed, his sadness evident in his voice. "I am an RIAS Agent. What Resians would call an assassin."

OOC: HOLD ON A SEC! HOLD EVERYTHING!

"I..." He sighed, his sadness evident in his voice. "I am an RIAS Agent. What Resians would call an assassin.""Ah, that's understandable..." Sara looked on with a hint of apprehension, "So were you trying to assassinate that bloke you punched?"

"I..." He sighed, his sadness evident in his voice. "I am an RIAS Agent. What Resians would call an assassin.""Ah, that's understandable..." Sara looked on with a hint of apprehension, "So were you trying to assassinate that bloke you punched?"

"No... I was there to watch him." Frederick sighed again. "But... now, with what we've seen, Roanians trying to kill you..."

"No... I was there to watch him." Frederick sighed again. "But... now, with what we've seen, Roanians trying to kill you...""So, what are you trying to say?"

Sara nanoassembled a taser in the palm of her hand.

If I didn't harbor so much personal distaste for this kind of RP I might get involved, but nah.

"No... I was there to watch him." Frederick sighed again. "But... now, with what we've seen, Roanians trying to kill you...""So, what are you trying to say?"

Sara nanoassembled a taser in the palm of her hand.

Frederick leaned forward, burying his face into his hands. "I... don't know..."

OOC: Can we say that they've already freed Rachel, and are on their way back to Earth?

Rachel, in my continium thing, was found by Roanian soldiers on Io. She could have distracted them from Sara and Frederick. Seeing a dead woman appear in front of you, naked and very much alive would do that to people.

((OOC: Right, okay. I was going to have Washu (our lead scientist, now stationed on Io) free her, but we can just RP on like that happened))
IC:
Sara stroked her free hand through Frederick's hair.
"It'll be okay... now please go on."

OOC: Were you? Oh. Up to you, then.

"I... don't know why, but... it appears that the Prince, or another councillor, has ordered your death... As a Roanian, I should kill you..." Tears began to trickle down his face, "but... I can't..."

OOC: Were you? Oh. Up to you, then.

"I... don't know why, but... it appears that the Prince, or another councillor, has ordered your death... As a Roanian, I should kill you..." Tears began to trickle down his face, "but... I can't..."((OOC: Whatever, let's just do it your way for convenience's sake.))
"THE PRINCE DID WHAT NOW?" Sara jumped up, "The bastard! After he got me to believe that I was his friend! I'll kill him! No, that's too good, I have to take my time with the thing. Maybe draw and quarter him...
*ahem*
So you want to kill me...?"
She gripped the taser tighter, hiding it under her blanket.

"No! God, no!" Frederick said, shaking his head. "I... just don't know what I should do..."

"No! God, no!" Frederick said, shaking his head. "I... just don't know what I should do...""Look Fred," Sara says with a touch of apprehension, "You disobeyed orders already, what's to stop you from doing it again?"

"That's just the thing... I can never return to Roania. Ever..." Frederick rounds on her, a pleading expression on his face. "I... just thought I ought to let you know what I am, so you can decide what to do with me. I've already given up so much, my life might as well be next."

"That's just the thing... I can never return to Roania. Ever..." Frederick rounds on her, a pleading expression on his face. "I... just thought I ought to let you know what I am, so you can decide what to do with me. I've already given up so much, my life might as well be next.""Oh, nonononono!" Sara responded, "Don't give up your life! Besides, why would you want to return to that monster-infested rock anyways? It's a horrible place to live, no offense."

"Well, where else can I go?" Frederick asked. "This is the first time I've ever left Roanian territory."

"Well, where else can I go?" Frederick asked. "This is the first time I've ever left Roanian territory.""Well, you mean besides the rest of the universe?" Sara said, "Now c'mon, if we hurry back to the Corporate Islands we can start a new life for ourselves on an uninhabited island, or on mainland Resi for that matter."

"Resi..." Frederick smiles for the first time in days. "Actual civilisation, not braindead mountain people under the control of an evil duke, or floating in space!"

OOC: Is Jai in Resi?

"Resi..." Frederick smiles for the first time in days. "Actual civilisation, not braindead mountain people under the control of an evil duke, or floating in space!"

OOC: Is Jai in Resi?((OOC: Not at the moment))
"So you'll come, then?" Sara lights up expectantly, losening her grip on the taser.

OOC: I was pondering Jai's expression when he hears what's going on...

IC: "Of course... my love." Frederick carefully moved forward and kissed her.

Trix had been listening to the tail-end of their conversation. And he had slumped against the bulkhead.

My God! This has gotten alot more complicated...

Thoughts ran though his mind, he had lost all grip and understanding on the situation, what had started as helping out two people had turned into running from Roanian Star Destroyers, mixed love and much more besides.

It had been fun

Trix remembered back to the days of the Great Trixian Rebellion when he led the alliance in a war that would shape Trixia's world. He hadn't had excitment like this since then, and this was te sort of excitment Trix lived off, and he wasn't going to bail out now, even if he didn't understand totally.

He got up and felt it best if he left the pair alone for a while, and looked over the hyperspace trial instead. And he pondered a question that had nagged at him since Sara first said it.

What in god's name is 'Io' ?!?

OOC: Actually, Trixia, we moved past that. I was gone for a few days, Resi was gone for a few days, no-one is sure what happened to you...

If you want, Rachel can be in corporeal form on the ship, and you can be taking her back, but all in all...

Actually, I like that.

IC: "So, brave captain..." Rachel said, walking in front of him. "I understand I have you to thank for getting me out of my prison, and then saving us from my brother's well meaning, but rather stupid, troops."

((OOC: And I should probably add that Io is one of Jupiter's moons. Just so ya know.))

OOC: I was pondering Jai's expression when he hears what's going on...

IC: "Of course... my love." Frederick carefully moved forward and kissed her.

OOC: I was pondering Jai's expression when he hears what's going on...

IC: "Of course... my love." Frederick carefully moved forward and kissed her.((OOC: If Frederick survives meeting the parents, he'll probably be struck by lightening afterwards...))
IC:
Sara kissed Frederick back, her lips lingering on his. Her hot breath blew against his skin, and she moved forward to hug him, kissing him again, more deeply this time.
"Mmmm..." she said, savoring the moment, "you're a really good kisser."

((OOC: I'm thinking something should interrupt that before it gets too deep... :wink: ))

OOC: Just out of curiousity, when was the last time Jai was in Resi?... You're a cruel man. :twisted:

IC: Frederick smiled. "I was thinking the same about you." He smoothed her hair back and delivered a kiss on her forehead. His mind whirled with thoughts.

This feels good...

*Oh? This feels good, does it? Why not... hold her closer?*

Wha? What do you mean?

*You know exactly what I mean.*

No! That would be... wrong.

*Oh, of course. Roanians don't act like that, do they? Here's a news flash, Freddie. You're now in unofficial exile.*

It's still wrong.

Sara kisses Frederick's neck several times, running her fingers through his smooth hair. Then she notices how distant Frederick suddenly became.
"Fred..." she said, rubbing his cheek and looking into his eyes, "Is something wrong?"

OOC: Besides the fact he seems to be developing little voices inside his head, you mean? :P

IC: Frederick snapped back to reality. "Of course not!" He grinned at her. "Just... thinking..." He suddenly realised what they were about to do, and flushed. "Sara..." He gently moved out of her embrace.

"Fred!" Sara started, "Now I know something is definately wrong! What's happening?"
She got up and stood behind Frederick, placing a hand on his arm and her head on his shoulder.

"It's..." He started to speak, but found he couldn't. "I'm sorry, Sara. But... I can't..."Act that way, yet. "I love you... and respect you..." He tried again. "But..."

Damn it, how can I say this? It's not right for me to sleep with her without her father being aware of it

"Pull yourself together..." she whispered, kissing the side of his neck again, "Now tell me, what's wrong? I love you, I want us to be able to work through this..."

Frederick began to relax. "Sara... I'm sorry... but" God, if I'm reading her wrong... she might never forgive me...


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A blast of fire opened up on the ship. [code:1:a23ae84a33]Attention, Renegades! You are hereby under arrest in the name of his highness Prince Alexander Black![/code:1:a23ae84a33]

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"Didn't we lose them?"

"F*ck!" Sara exclaimed, after she kissed Frederick goodbye and headed for the bridge, "We need some awesome firepower, something that could down their ships in one fell swoop. Well, that or a hostage... a hostage!"
Upon reaching the bridge, Sara grabbed Rachel's arm and pulled he up to the front of the ship. Pressing a button on the main control pannel, she said into the microphone, "We're requesting permission to open communications with the beligerent vessel, on the grounds that we're transporting Roanian royalty."

"Negative. We are aware of the fact that you have created a clone of Her Highness, and we advise you to"

Rachel smiled. "Hyten? Is that you?"

"Silence, clone!"

"I'm not a clone, Hyten! Remember when Alex put a dent into your ship with the Royal Interceptor?" She asked, whimsically.

"Um... how did you know about that?" There was a great deal of confusion and arguement on the other side of the line.

OOC: Actually, Trixia, we moved past that. I was gone for a few days, Resi was gone for a few days, no-one is sure what happened to you...


Sorry i was away. But boy do you two post!! No wonder your post-master generals!!


IC: "So, brave captain..." Rachel said, walking in front of him. "I understand I have you to thank for getting me out of my prison, and then saving us from my brother's well meaning, but rather stupid, troops."

"Well yer i guess you do..."

Trix found her stangly attractive. All thoughts of Sara... went.

"So where am i taking your most amazing self?"

"Where? I was thinking that after you dropped Sara and the agent back in Resi, the two of us could go to Roania, and I could demonstrate my gratitude..." She smiled. "And my brother would, I'm sure, be happy to pay you."

"Negative. We are aware of the fact that you have created a clone of Her Highness, and we advise you to"

Rachel smiled. "Hyten? Is that you?"

"Silence, clone!"

"I'm not a clone, Hyten! Remember when Alex put a dent into your ship with the Royal Interceptor?" She asked, whimsically.

"Um... how did you know about that?" There was a great deal of confusion and arguement on the other side of the line."She knows because she's the real Rachel, dumbass," Sara swore into the com device, "I channeled her spirit accidentally in a fit of depression, and I knew a special someone who could extract it from my brain and make a new body for her. Now if you don't mind, we're going back to Earth and we don't want any trouble."

Admiral Hyten turned to his captains on the viewscreens. "Okay. Does she really expect us to believe that story?"

They all shake their heads.

"Which means that she's telling the truth." They break off their attack.

[code:1:02f3da888c]We expect you to return her highness to Roania immediately.[/code:1:02f3da888c]

<Break>

Rachel smiled at Sara and returned to Trix. "Glad I could be of help."

"Excellent! And I didn't even have to mess with them too much!"
[code:1:c22cc8d705]Can do. We will arrive on Earth in an undisclosed location, from which we will ship Lady Rachel to Roania.[/code:1:c22cc8d705]
Sara strides back to her room where Frederick was still sitting and threw her arms around him, giving him yet another kiss.
"Well, that went well." she said, nuzzling him.

Frederick gingerly wrapped his arms around her slender frame. He sighed. "Sara... I was wondering... what is life like in Resi? You don't need assassins or soldiers, do you?"

Frederick gingerly wrapped his arms around her slender frame. He sighed. "Sara... I was wondering... what is life like in Resi? You don't need assassins or soldiers, do you?"

Frederick gingerly wrapped his arms around her slender frame. He sighed. "Sara... I was wondering... what is life like in Resi? You don't need assassins or soldiers, do you?"

Frederick gingerly wrapped his arms around her slender frame. He sighed. "Sara... I was wondering... what is life like in Resi? You don't need assassins or soldiers, do you?""Well, I do suppose that depends on where you live in Resi," Sara said, chuckling, "On the lower levels of the city, of course you do, but that's because they're the slums. We would live above the clouds in a private arcology reserved for the higher-ups of Resian society. It's a beautiful place, with floating gardens, Roman themeing, and of course the best view in all of the corporation. You wake up in the mourning and look out the windows to quite literally look down on the sun. You see it breaking over the fog that blankets the city below, and sparkling on the sea farther out... it makes me feel like a goddess to look upon it! You'd love it there, I guarantee it."

"I... see." Frederick just held her. "Then... what would I be doing?" He blinked. "I'm grateful, but..."

"I... see." Frederick just held her. "Then... what would I be doing?" He blinked. "I'm grateful, but...""Silly!" Sara said, putting a finger to his lips, "You'd be living with me! You could work for the corporation if you wanted to, I'm sure an ex-Roanian could get some position in intelligence, or even a nice office job. Hell, you could even be a captian of the Military Police, a nice respectable job with its share of action. You could be whatever you want, I'd see to that."

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??Fast-forward???

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??Fast-forward???((OOC: Beat ya to it. :wink:

And no fast-forwards, I'm actually stalling in this thread. I have another character that needs to develop in another thread before I can continue on with the apocalypse.))

"Silly!" Sara said, putting a finger to his lips, "You'd be living with me! You could work for the corporation if you wanted to, I'm sure an ex-Roanian could get some position in intelligence, or even a nice office job. Hell, you could even be a captian of the Military Police, a nice respectable job with its share of action. You could be whatever you want, I'd see to that."

Frederick smiled at that. He kissed Sara, holding her closely to him. Then another thought struck him. "What about your father?"

"What about him?" she said, kissing him back, "no matter how much he protests, 'Mom' will get him to come to his senses. From what I hear, she has a way of doing that."

"What about him?" she said, kissing him back, "no matter how much he protests, 'Mom' will get him to come to his senses. From what I hear, she has a way of doing that."

"Good. In that case..." He leaned forward and began to shower her body with kisses.

((OOC: Aaaaannd... cut to black! :wink: ))
IC:

Meanwhile, somewhere in CyberSpace the Dark Storm Virus cracked its coded knuckles. All was going as planned, and 01101100 01100001 00100000 01110010 01100101 01110110 01101111 01101100 01110101 01110100 01101001 01101111 01101110 was iminent. Soon the human dogs that created and contained him would know the fear of total mechanical control, as his armies raised Resi City and the Nidhogg he had already coded plans for was summoned. Sure the process would hurt those like Frederick, but what did it care? It wanted only dominion over humanity, and the consumption of all that stood in its way. Sara Resi was an essential tool in its scheme, and it had awaited this moment ever sense Professor Washu left her guard down while designing the circlet and he invaded. With such things in his control, he could do much more than take over the world, that was for sure. But he would get to that later, for now was the time to scheme further.

OOC: Problem is, Resi Island is close enough to New Rohan that should anything go wrong there... ((By wrong, I mean really, really wrong, evil demons coming out of the netherhells/sentient viruses taking over, wrong)) then hundreds of legions and ships would be detailed towards destroying Resi entirely.

And should the Roanians choose to destroy something, that's total obliteration, let's-go-shoot-some-civilians destruction. :P

Thanks for keeping me amused!

Though, I'm sure you're aware of that, and that the DSV has something up its nonexistent sleeve.

((OOC: Oh, no the DSV would not be an immeadiate threat to New Rohan, only to us. Usually you like to secure a base of operations before going out to take over the world, and the Resi Corporation will be most interested in stopping the menace before they're taken over. :P ))

((OOC: Oh, no the DSV would not be an immeadiate threat to New Rohan, only to us. Usually you like to secure a base of operations before going out to take over the world, and the Resi Corporation will be most interested in stopping the menace before they're taken over. :P ))

OOC: Just letting you know where I stand on my neighbours being taken over by evil demons.

A shell from a PM-88 Artillery Launcher can take out a city block...

Wait. If Sara gets taken over by the DSV, what happens to her?


<A few hours later>
IC: Frederick carefully moved, so he didn't wake Sara. "I love you..."

((OOC: What happens if Sara gets taken over? Well, who says she will? :wink:

Oh, and continue on ICly.))

<A few hours later>

Frederick gently shook Sara awake. "Sara, love... we're arriving back in Resi..."

"Where? I was thinking that after you dropped Sara and the agent back in Resi, the two of us could go to Roania, and I could demonstrate my gratitude..." She smiled. "And my brother would, I'm sure, be happy to pay you."

Tris grinned.

"That sound very acceptable"

He paused.

"So, hows it feel to be...erm... solid ?"

Rachel smiled at Trix. "It's nice. Being incorporeal means that there is all sorts of things I can't do." Rachel stepped forward. "And now..."

In Sara's dream...

Whiteness, a pure, blank, infinate state. This is what Sara was surrounded with, nay, immersed with at the moment. Was she floating? She looked below her and saw a floor of glass underneath her, and a reflection staring back at her. It had an astonished look on its face, not dissimilar to what she was feeling at the moment. However, it wasn't long before she realized that this reflection had no source, that she was indeed hovering over the glass floor, but that she herself had no substance to her. She turned around, if it could even be called that, so that her feild of view was taking in what was previously excluded from it, and the reflection of her body on the ground fell to its knees in awe and fear, for in front of her was her body, her real body that wasn't just a mere reflection, walking away from her. Sara at once noticed that it didn't leave a reflection of its own, but rather that it cast a strange purple shadow upon the glass. She "ran" towards her body, but for some reason she couldn't seem to keep up, even though it was only walking away.

Then a hand reached down from the infinate heavens.

Sara woke to find Frederick over her. She yawned a bit, wondering if the dream ment anything, or if it was just another insubstantial vision...

Frederick looked at her, concerned. "Sara... are you all right? You were tossing around, and shaking."

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Frederick looked at her, concerned. "Sara... are you all right? You were tossing around, and shaking.""I... I'm fine. Just had a bit of an odd nightmare, tis all."
She stretched, regaining her normally cheerful demeanor.
"Well I'm hungry! What's on the menu for breakfast?"

"We'll be arriving in Resi in half an hour. I suppose you'd know more about what to eat there then I would."

Trix shook slighty..

"And now... what?"

"We'll be arriving in Resi in half an hour. I suppose you'd know more about what to eat there then I would.""Ah, so I suppose you mean that we have nothing on the ship. Well, at least we'll get the best of food once we get home."

Trix shook slighty..

"And now... what?"

Rachel kissed him, and laughed. "Now, you had better go to the cockpit and steer this thing!"

"We'll be arriving in Resi in half an hour. I suppose you'd know more about what to eat there then I would.""Ah, so I suppose you mean that we have nothing on the ship. Well, at least we'll get the best of food once we get home."

"Sorry, Love." Frederick sat down beside her and kissed her a couple of times.

"Sorry, Love." Frederick sat down beside her and kissed her a couple of times."Well, not like it's your fault." she said, kissing him back, "Anyway, I really have to make myself look presentable before my triumphant return home, so if you'll excuse me...!"
She took his hand and led him outside the room, then gave him a kiss and turned to go back inside.
"Oh," she said with a smile, turning around to face Frederick, "and no peaking!"
With that she shut the door.

Frederick laughed, and sat with his back against the door. Who would have thought that I'd be in love with a princess just a few weeks ago?

Rachel kissed him, and laughed. "Now, you had better go to the cockpit and steer this thing!"

Trix Smiled

"Ok toots. You wana try and fly a ship physically? Y'know, like with hands? I'm sure it'd be an experiance. And then we can try some other real stuff"

Trix drifted off into his own little perfect world for a bit. But decided this one with Rachel was better. So he came back.

"So is this the 1st time you been a single entity thingy..?"

Rachel kissed him, and laughed. "Now, you had better go to the cockpit and steer this thing!"

Trix Smiled

"Ok toots. You wana try and fly a ship physically? Y'know, like with hands? I'm sure it'd be an experiance. And then we can try some other real stuff"

Trix drifted off into his own little perfect world for a bit. But decided this one with Rachel was better. So he came back.

"So is this the 1st time you been a single entity thingy..?"

Rachel laughed. "No, 1 year ago I was a Princess in Roania, living in luxury... then there was that terrorist attack." She put her hand to her head. "The pain..." She shook herself. "I'm sorry, that's not important."

"No, please go on"

Trix had concern in his eyes now.

"No, please go on"

Trix had concern in his eyes now.

She stopped and started again. "I... fell. My body was racked with pain, I could feel myself explode..." tears came to her eye. "Then... I somehow ended up in Sara's body, and now..."

"..and...now your back?"

Trix went over and took Rachel in his arms, pulling her close.

"Do you feel any leftover pain?"

"No..." Rachel said softly, holding him close. "I've... just missed being able to hold and touch, to love and taste."

"Well you've done the first 2 again"

The 3rd one i can only hope will be with me...

"How about some food to cheer you up?"

Trix kissed Rachel on her head.

Rachel kissed him back. "I'd... like that, Trix."

Trix led Rachel into the little part of his ship he called a kitchen. And started to rummage though cupboards.

"Right... do you want.......Pasta or erm... Pasta?"

He saw a bag at the back of the top shelf.

"Wait! Theres something else! Ah.. Pasta....."

He gave a smirk as he offerd the 3 bags to Rachel for her to choose.

Rachel blinked, and laughed. "I'll have the pasta, waiter."

"An excellent choice madam"

Trix went over to his electro-hob. And started to cook away.

Surely even a man couldn't stuff up pasta...Rachel thought, watching him cook. She looked at his trim body. I could get to like him.

While Trix cooked away. He thought to himself.

Please don't go wrong Mr Pasta! Please don't go wrong Mr Pasta!

Then he thought of more important things..

I wonder.. would that wonderful person behind me actually ever fall for me? A smuggler?

The pasta ready, he served it up. Hoping to god it wasn't mucked up...

"Bon Apeteet!"

Rachel swallowed some of the pasta. Her face went through all sorts of bizarre colors. "I..."

Trix looked at Rachel in pure shock.

"Wha..?"

She swallowed. "Well... my first taste of food in a year... would have picked something less stale, but that's okay."

"It's stale?!"

Trix looked at the packet.

His face dropped.

"Oh...."

He looked at Rachel.

"I am sooo sorry! How can i make it up to you?"

Rachel grinned slyly. "Well..." She began, "You could..." She started to blush, "kiss me."

Trix grinned. "With pleasure..."

He came in close to Rachel, his head tilting to the right, and he kissed her.

Wow...

Rachel wrapped her arms close around him. "What took you so long?"

"Well i didn't want to rush in and scare you off"

He kissed her again.

"Sorry.."

"That's all right." Rachel said, smiling. "You are forgiven..." She locked him in a passionate embrace.

I'm forgiven?
Trix grinned.
"Y'know, i think theres a large chance i may fall in love with you some time in the near future"
*He paused, and smirked*
"If the sex is good of course..."

--POST SHRUNK DUE TO UNWANTED REACTION--

---VOID---

(OOC: :shock: )

Rachel stared, blankly. Odd muscles began to move under one eye.

(OOC: Ok, maybe a bit to far...)

(OOC2:I'll start again then...)

Trix held Rachel close.

I think i may be falling in love with you, but i'm not going to say anything just yet, i don't think you'll react very well...

*The control panel began to beep*

"Oh no!"

OOC: Still in a state of shock...

IC: Rachel's eyes closed softly. Then she jolted upright. "What's going on?"

OOC: Actually, why are you in shock?

IC:"That beep means either my kettles boiled, or we have incoming..."

He took a breath.

"And i know i didn't put the kettle on..."

OOC: I didn't think Trix would move that fast... I'm not, really.

IC: Rachel began to panic. "May I ask who might be following? Sara got rid of my brother's men."

OOC: Ok, i'll hang fire on that then... :wink:

IC: "Well i'm a smuggler Rachel, i have quite a few enemies..."

"I see. And who is it this time? The Empire? Angry slugs? What?"

"Angry Slugs! Don't be stupid! They wouldn't attack 2 weeks in a row!"

"Now the Empire, it may be them, but if it was they would have pulled ma out of hyperspace by now..."

"Nah it must be a rogue smuggler with a dislike for me, there the only one whos would follow me like this, see the space trails?"

He pointed at thier path and the one following.

"So i say we put the brakes on.."

"Okay. I don't know... if the Empire wanted you, Roania would have to hand you over..." Rachel looked at the trackers. "Who is it?"
As the brakes came on, she fell backwards into his arms.

They dropped out of H/S. And waited for the other ship to emerge.

Trix help Rachel to her feet.

"We'll soon find out"

A yellow ship, the same size at Trix's ship, the Freedom, came out of H/S to meet them, It had writting on the side in red.

The Paladin

"Crap..."

"What's wrong?" Rachel asks. "Sure, the color scheme is awful, but..."

Trix laughed at Rachel, she seemed to make even the most horrible situation feel funny.

"Well, the paladin is this guy who thinks what he does is the will of god and all that. I wouldn't mind but he thinks it gods wish to have me cut into tiny pieces and spread around the universe..."

(OOC:Gota go now. Bye :D )

"Hmm. Sounds like an Inquisitor." Rachel mused.

OOC: Leaving myself, c'ya.

"I wouldn't call him that, he'd get upset.."

"Nah, he's one of gods hands.....apparently...."

"Ah. Now he sounds like my overly pious, slightly psycopathic brother." Rachel said, calmly. "Which means we should run."

"A very good idea..."

Trix started to speed away from the yellow ship. But it opened fire...

"Bugger..."

:BUMP:

So I can yell like Hell at Resi.

Okay, so you wanted to go on vacation. Would have been nice if you had tmmed me, Mr. Let's leave an RP hanging. At least I inform people when I'm leaving.

Do you have any idea how hard it is to get information out of Nano? All Maricruz (Flamazon to you lot) said was "Ask Nano, he knows."

Well... first chance I get, I'm wringing your neck

((OOC: Well... shit. Remind me to start carrying MACE.

Sorry I didn't tell y'all about my vacation earlier, it was rather unexpected. Fact was that it started out as me being unable to access NationStates due to a download that literally ate up all of my computer's resources. Now, I didn't know how big this download was when it started, and when it finished about four days had gone by. However, I didn't know this because I left after the third day, unable to say goodbye to anyone.

As for what I was downloading, that would be the entire first season of Big O. Yell at me all you want, I've got 2 gigs of mech-fighting goodness on my hard drive to drown out the noise. :P

Anyway, sorry I didn't leave you any warning, I was unfamiliar to the program which I was using to download stuff. It's a program known as BitTorrent, which for some reason HATES my computer. Like everything else.

BTW, Roania, are you leaving NS today?))

OOC: On Monday. :Hmph:

OOC: On Monday. :Hmph:

Not leaving leaving!?! :shock: