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Through the cockpit window Captain Victor Elmquist focused a small speck just on the horizon, with each passing second speck grew larger. It would not be long until he set foot on TISS Pax Pacis, Tappee’s new International Space Station, Victor’s new assignment.

Construction on the space had started years before, well before the Dual wars, it had originally been intended to be this sectors command center for the area. However, construction had been completely stopped at the beginning on the Imperium war, as the resource were needed elsewhere. Following the end of the Dual wars there was simply not enough funding left to complete the project. As a result the government turned to other nations to help finance the building the rest of the station. Now instead of a being a military base, it would now serve as international meeting place for foreign dignitaries.

“Request Permission for an approach vector” shouted the pilot in the comm., interrupting Victor thoughts. He could feel a slight change in his weight as the shuttle adjusted its course; it took the Grav deepeners a moment to adjust.

Within seconds the small shuttle enveloped by Pax Pacis shuttle bay. There was a brief shutter as the craft passed through the energy barrier, which was all that separated the bay from the harsh vacuum of space.

This shuttle bay was very different then the one that he was accustom to. Land instruction were written in various language, he could recognize some, but not other. Also there were advertisement place sporadically through out the bay. It had a much more civilian feel then victor was accustom too, there was little was little doubt in his mind that it would take him some time to adjust to both the pace and atmosphere.

As the craft finished it landing cycle Victor attention drew down to his right wrist, and its disfiguration, he made fist for a brief moment looking over the scar. Relaxing grip he pulled his sleeve attempting to cover as much of the scar as possible. He had been told that a solider should bare their scare with pride, he had never found such thinking very ideal in his profession.

Rising from his seat he walk with a bit of a limp for the couple of step, he didn’t realize that the had become that stiff during the flight. He soon felt better as moved around more and more.

As he walked down the ramp that he could see that he had a bit of greeting party waiting, there were two people patiently waiting, one male and the other female, both wearing Tappee uniforms. Thought he had never met either of the two people waiting, he knew who they were.

The man standing on the right was Jason Huchsen, the stations chief of security. Jason was a touch taller Victor, and was slightly more skinny. From his rigid posture and sharp features, Victor could tell that he committed to what he did, and service record was a direct reflection of that. He was a man of the law plain and simple. Victor was not sure just how friendly that he would be.

To Jason’s right was a much younger woman, and from that he could tell that she was stations chief engineer, Ella Friwiska. There was a hint of innocence to Ella that Victor found refreshing, though she was far to young for him to have physical attraction to. Despite he age she was the best person for the job, she had a hand in building several other stations similar to this one, and knew it inner working probably better then any other person could.

Ella was the first one to break the silence as she extended her hand with a warm smile. “Welcome to Pax Pacis, or just Pax’s as we’ve all come to call it. My name is Ella and this here beside me Jason.”

Victor was not sure it Ella was trying to score points, or was just genuinely being friendly, he did not know he well enough to make an opinion. Before he had got a chance to respond something caught her attention and she spun on her heel. “No that not how you do it” she screamed as loud as she could, she suddenly stormed off her arms waving about it anger “Do I have to do everything here myself.” Victor could see the panic in the maintenance crew began to cower as she got closer, just leaving Victor and Jason standing there alone together.

“That was most likely not the way that you envisioned your greeting to go is it” shot Jason quickly with a bit of a smile on his “but she does take work a bit more seriously though. Too much at times”

Victor was annoyed that Ella had left, but he could also understand her commitment to her job. He suddenly realized that Jason had not introduced himself “You must be Jason” said Victor quickly.

Jason was visible caught be surprised and slightly embarrassed “Sorry” he said as he took Victors hand “Yes I am, and it pleasure to welcome you aboard.”

With the pleasantries over, thee two started to walk toward the elevator. “Has the liaison officer arrived yet?” casually asked Victor as they made their way out of the bay and into the connecting hallway. He was forced to step over wires that were lying on the floor, there was still some work that need to done before the station would be complete.

“Yes!” answered Jason rather quickly, but nervously “Agent Ismata arrived this morning; she would like to speak with you now.” He was forced to duck an open panel.

Victor allowed his self a brief sigh, he hated dealing with agents. Truth was they scared him, there was just something about agents that he found unsettling. However, due to his position it was something that he would have to deal with. “Very well. If any of the other officers arrive have them met me in my office, alright.” As he turned to head off in the right direction he tripped over some wiring “And have Ella clean this place up before guest arrive.

There was a lot of different things going on in the next few days and time was not on their side. He was going to be stressed and he knew it.

He paced nervously on the lower decks. This was to be his first hospital he ran himself.

"Don't be so nervous, you'll do fine. your very skilled, which was why you were slected to be CMO of the new international station." Khalan, his teacher and best friend said. She was coming along to make sure it lived up to her standerds.

Dr. Tottenkauffen cleared his throat, and paced some more. He had a big bushy brown beard, a long pointy nose, and thick specticals over his eyes. He didn't need corrective lenses, rather these were designed to help him see things ordinary sight would not. He wore his normal thick brown overcoat, brown slacks and black shoes. His skin was white.

Khalan was dressed in her normal Grey robes. She had red hair, and green eyes. She was Irish in decent, and her accent was delightful.

Two elderly gentlemen with canes came by. They were dressed almost entirely in red.

"we're about to dock." Admiral Sorgei said.

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This is the Ri-anese trading fleet, lead ship O-892167-C asking clearence for docking, bringing aboard the Stations CMO and three guests.

The Dreadnought APS Phoenix drifted slowly as the FT-44 shuttle blasted off from the hangar, flanked by two XH-120 heavy fighters. Aboard was Flight Lieutenant Cavourna, about to take up his latest post. He was quite happy although slightly nervous. He had never taken control of anything this size before and he knew he would have alot of swotting to do over the controls. "Still" he though "at least, if I crash, no one from the Acadamy will be around to see it" He took one last look at the 15 ships of the 4th Task Force before focusing once more on the job in hand. "Sir" the intercom said "We are preparing to dock, you may wish to get ready" Cavourna nodded and prepared for landing. The 2 fighters peeled off and headed back towards the ships.

Cavourna was not a large man compared to some Alversians, but he had an air that commanded respect. He had thick black hair and a sharp chin, he also had a large scar on his right cheek and across his right eyelid, a reminder of previous action. He was from the East Stand of Illesia, which used a slang similiar to that of the Irish, he always used it, even in the most formal occasions. He wore the Green peaked cap and tunic of the APNAF and wore black trousers. He also carried a small pistol to complete the uniform.

With Cavourna was Marine Engineer Frederson and Guards Sergeant Loadston, one was to ensure that Cavourna could use the equipment and the other was for protection.

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This is Alversian Shuttle A44FT2 requesting permission for landing to deliver the new FO and escorts

Reinholt stood at the helm of the R. C. B. Mannerheim East Andromeda Co. Cargo ship as it glided through the vast emptiness of space. They had come out of jump about an hour before and had finally reached the sector containing the PaX.

"Send out a hail, please." said Mannerheim to his communications officer.

"Ja, Kapitan." replied the man who began fiddling with the control deck.

"Schnell, bitte." said Mannerheim who was eager to set up shop on the station.

"Attention, PaX Pacis Station." said the CO. "This ist the R. C. B. Mannerheim East Andromeda Co. cargo vessel Die Voortrekker. We request permission to dock.

It took the controller a moment calculate all the vectors that were involved.

“Copy that . C. B. Mannerheim East Andromeda Co. cargo vessel Die Voortrekke, you are cleared for landing please have docking fees ready at time of landing.” Answered the controller

Admiral Thames, slightly upset that although they arrived first, someone else got docking clearence, Admiral Thames hailed the station again.

"I repeat, this is the Ri-anese Trading fleet lead ship Id O-892167-C requesting docking clearence. We bring aboard your new CMO and three guests."

The damaged freighter "Jewel" drifted twords the Space Station.

Inside the freighter sparks were flying and the power was randomly going on and off. The ships owner, Manu Dreivious nursed his injured arm and willed his beloved ship to make it just a little further.

"Come on, come on girl you can make it. Not much further now. We are almost there" He whisperd to his ship.

The ship neared the station and slowly got into position to dock.

The Shuttle hovered in position awaiting clearance. Cavourna wasn't concerned or upset. After all, it was a new station and would take time to settle into a proper regime, nevertheless, he was stuck with a Guardsman and the sooner he could get away from him the better. His engineer friend glanced up and stated, "You know you'll have alot of responsibility here" Cavourna waved it away. "Yeah, Yeah. Now, I wonder what the foods like up here!" His friend groaned and slumped back in his chair

"O-892167-C come around to 35.235.25 you are cleared for docking port 8." responded the Controller. They had four shuttle bays and 16 docking ports. However, since they were still waiting for personal she was the only one on dutie.

She gave the Alversia promission for dock bay 3

As the Jewel neard the station Manu noticed a bit of a traffic jam.

"Oh come on!" He yelled. "My ship is dying and you idiots can't even dock your ships." He was not happy.

"Confirmed Space Station Pax Pacism, we will land as instructed" the shuttle glided elegantly around before docking and lowering her ramp so the passengers could disembark.

Marine Engineer Frederson left the shuttle first and promptly walked face-first into an open bulkhead. The Guardsmen stood unflinching but Cavourna had to grip onto a similiar bulkhead himself falling over he was laughing that much. The Engineer rubbed his nose before saying "Shall we continue? let's meet your new CO" With that the group set off down the corridor, Cavourna's laughter still ringing down the hallways...

Manu reached for his radio transmitter and flipped the switch...
nothing happend.

"Well so much for requesting permission to land. Take another hundred credits from my wallet." He said as he eased his ship into an empty docking bay.

Cavourna and his escorts finally arrived at what looked like the bridge. It was virtually abandoned apart from a few maintenance men around the panels at either end. Cavourna walked over to the main control panel along with Frederson and began to run his fingers over the controls. The Guardsmen stood silently, sensing the area surrounding them.

Cavourna couldn't speak nor read the language that the controls were written in, but with help from a friendly repairman, who wouldn't stop staring at the scar on his face, alot of sign language and guesswork, they managed to discover most of the functions that the panel controlled. "Right!" Cavourna slapped his hands cheerfully "Where's the boss?"

The scar on his cheek always seemed to be a contentious issue with civilians but he couldn't see why. A Soldier should wear his scars with pride was what he believed in, it was a memorial to those killed in battle beside you. Cavourna could still hear THOSE screams, the cries for help, the explosions left and right, your best mate blowing right up in front of you...because of you...

Cavourna caught a grip of himself and said to his two concerned comrades, "right, lets go hunting" and with that they set off down the corridor looking for the new Captain...

The Ship docked, and Dr. Tot stepped out, along with Khalan and the two admirals.

Dr. Tot and Khalan immediatly moved off looking for the medical bay. The two admirals strolled about looking at the station.

"Err, Roger, PaX," said the CO. "Voortrekker is heading in to dock. Thanks."

The cargo vessel docked and the starboard side disembarking doors opened up. Mannerheim, his secretary, and fifteen R. C. B. Mannerheim East Andromeda Co. Employees walked off the ship and down the hall to meet the PaX docking crew.

a passenger ship jumps in and send a message to Space Station

#this is the passenger ship Hope requesting docking clearence#

Things were coming overwhelming for the poor flight controller as more and more ships came into the sector all requesting to land permission.

Due to the nature of the ship, it had a landing dock reserved "Copy that Hope, docking 15 is waiting for your arrival."

Mannerheim shook hands with the person there to greet him and handed him a gold-primmed envelope.

"This is your payment." he said. "Anyways, I am Reinholt Carl Bern Mannerheim, and I am here as the head of the R. C. B. Mannerheim East Andromeda Co. to sell my various wares and trade goods to the crew and visitors of this station. May I be shown to the merchant quarters, please?"

A small craft jumped into the system near the station. The craft was a civilian passanger craft from the PLANTs on bored were tourists mostly. However there was one person on board who was here to be a part of the stations security team. His name was Dan Orhara a former member of the ZAFT military and vetren of several wars, with him he did have weapons but he had the paper work with him to get past initial security checks. The weapons them selfs were weapons used by the ZAFT military, he didn't feel safe with any thing else, it was a standard rifle with several attachments, granades, ammo, a combat knife and various other things that will help him in his work, along with his personal items. The pilot got on the comm. line "This is the transport Capricorn requesting docking clearence and instructions, over" was the message.

it did not take long for Hope to land and off load a number passengers,top up it fuel then leave on it way to it next stop

docking bay

standing next to some bags talking were a man and a woman

"we get a room and wait till he gets"said the man to the woman
"thats what the note said"said the woman back to him

"ok lets go get a room then"said the man

A small craft (http://nikon.bungie.org/misc/sloftus_iactour/images/IAC-atmosphere1.jpg) neared the station. It was a trading ship, carrying a shipment of nanites.

The man at the bridge looked out at the station from a screen near his face. He picked up a small radio, pressed a button and said

PaX Pacis Station, this is United Law Trading Ship Viridian Skies. Requesting permission to dock and refuel.

A smallish vessel bearing a load of odds and sods type supplies entered the system and sent a hail to PaX Pacis' requesting a berth. In addition was a post script request entailing a request for an interview with the station's chief of secruity.

Meanwhile the young man, if he could be called that, was walking in circles within the cabin awaiting docking and an interview.

A short distance away from the Pax Station a wormhole tore open. A single ship was disgorged from within the maw and the rupture snapped shut with a purple flash of light. The ship slowly turned and began to approach the newly founded station. As it neared the station, it slowed and held position a bit away from the traffic that was beginning to back up from the sudden arrival of the others.

This is The Sagan, a diplomatic vessel from the Balrogga Empire. We carry Ambassador Stark and would like to know where the ambassadorial docks are located. Is there a private dock for The Sagan to berth? Where would you like us?

The Sagan emerging from the wormhole. (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v248/beldragos/TheSagan.jpg)

The Sagan held position until it received a reply from Pax Control. The crew passed the time scanning the other ships in the area.

slumping back in her chair the flight controller let out a bit of a sigh, she had just finished send all the remain craft to their prospective docking port or shuttle bay.

She had hoped to avoid another day like for some time.

Cavourna looked around the room, judging by the consoles and the exhausted girl in the chair, he presumed this was docking control. He smiled at her and she barely glanced at him. He asked her "Where does your Captain reside?" She pointed the directions out to him. He started towards the door before stopping and saying "Look, if you're ever overwhelmed like this again, call me and I'll come and lend a hand until the staff show up" and with that he went down the corridor to search for the Captain.

He shook his head, he had noticed one of the ships docking was carrying Ta’Nar Ambassidor. He shook his head again, while he had no arguement with them personally, there were things in his mind he wanted to be kept secret.

And he'd go to hell long before anybody saw what he was thinking...

A tired creature sat at the controls of a spaceship, kept awake only by the caffene of many cups of coffee. It was nearly the end of its shift. It was concentrating not on his job, but on the clock. It would not be long...

Suddenly, a noise came from the speaker, making the creature spill its very, very hot coffee all over its body. The coffee may of scolded a human, but it provided only a minor discomfort to the creature. An advantage of evoling in volcanic ashlands...

"Bridge, this is the engine room. Our sensors are showing an object coming up fast. What's your reading?" Was the noise from the speaker, translated from the creature's language.

The awakened creature looked at his sensors. They were indeed showing a body coming up fast.

"The same. I suppose we should slow down. Engine room, reverse the engines. Usually, when we pass near this area, there isn't anything but the planet. Seems like this lot have been up to something. I'll call the M.P."

The creature hesitated for a moment. If he contacted the M.P, that would mean he would have to work for even longer. It was already ready to drop down on the floor and fall asleep...

The MP called first.

"Freauo, I hear that there is body coming up fast."

"Why yes, there is. We're slowing down, 'should be able to see what it is"

The ship slowed down, and the one called Freauo looked out toward the said station.

"Seems like a Space Station. 'Lot of traffic around"

"What's it called?"

"It got one of those cross things on it, third word. Looks like the Paek...Pak...Pea..."

"Paeks Paces I think"

"I hate those ape languages. Well, what do we do"

"I'd like you to go aboard, and see..."

"Look, I'm tired. Can I go to bed first?"

"No"

"Alright then. Just let me change my shirt..."

Later...

"Okay, right, do I ask or do I just head on in?"

"You ask for permission. And try to make it sound literate"

"Can't you ask? I can't speak ape"

"It's not called ape, it's called...Eglesh, or something. I can hardly speak it either. You do it"

"Okay then"

Freauo then sent the needed message. He tried his best to make it readable, but he was never able to write English. He could understand and speak it easily enough, and he hoped the station officers could understand him easily enough as well:

Hewlo, thes es the speace sheep Keag, wea wesh to boerd yoaur sheep, the Paeks Paces. Wea ara a Winea Freeghter, end wea wesh to sell aur weres.

(OOC: Since not everyone in the Universe can speak english, and he said character is tired, I've made his message bad on purpose. He is asking for permission to board, and he is saying he is a wine freighter, and he is wishing to sell his wares.)

Taking a sip of her tea Ismata found the taste to be a bit bitter for her like. As she finished she glance down at the tea leaves that had settled down on the bottom of the cup. She heard that in ancient time there were people who could tell an individuals future from how the leave were arranged. Something if it were true would be extremely useful in her line of work. Instead she had to really on other ways to get her information.

Sitting her cup back down on the table she turned her attention to woman sitting directly across from her. This woman had been given a number of names over the by government, and had been friend and foe, and yet no one had even come close to finding out her true identity or her goals. Today she was here as friend, and today her name was Samantha.

“Are you sure of that certain?” asked Ismata again, everything she had heard so far had caused her to become unsettled. “How can you sure?” Her mind was racing with a million question, question that she would never get an answer too.

“I’m sure” said Samantha calmly, any personal feelings about the situation she was hiding them. “This is what we like to call an Event Horizon, this is where starts. I can tell you who some of the players are, but that is all.” She paused for a moment. “However, I think that this conversation is over, I think that the good Captain would like some of your time.”

Ismata glanced over her shoulder at the door of the Café, not seeing anyone. She turned her head back towards Samantha, she went to say something “The Captain should not arrive for another day or…” she caught Victor’s reflection
in a nearby mirror. Samantha had impressed her she had sensed his appearance well before the fact, it seemed like Samantha could truly she the future.

Almost as Victor had reached the table Samantha rose from her chair, “It was a pleasure that we could met for tea” she casually remake. Quickly she turned to meet Victor head, she extend her hands as a bit of greeting “It too was pleasure Captain”

Caught off guard Victor took her. However, there something very familiar to Samantha, but he couldn’t not place. He had never been one to avoid what his gut was telling him. “I can’t shake this feeling that we have met some where before?” he asked before he had a chance to think about.

For the first time Samantha show a brief amount of emotion, and gave Victor a quick smile. “In another life perhaps. But I must leave now, there is no time like the present.” With that she walked passed Victor and out door disappearing into the market crowd.

“Please Captain have a seat” said Ismata motioning at the now empty seat “you are a bit earlier then expected.”

Without hesitation he took his “I was a able to get clearance to leave a bit earlier then I though, so I want to get here a get things on track. However, I know you said you wanted to speak with me, I do a number officer that have just arrived that all want to meet with me, as well as several other important guest.”

There were several other things that been brought to her attention that she found more pressing then meeting with Victor. “Very well we will meet later, work more in my favor if we do anyways.”

“Thank” shot Victor back quickly in response. Having been given his leave he went to go to office, sure that there would be a line of people to meet him there.

Among the people waiting paitently was CMO Dr. Tot and his three guests, Khalan, and the two fleet admirals of the Ri-anese Trading fleet.

"Hmmm" Cavourna thought as he left yet another lift, he was alone, Federson had managed to distract the guard long enough for him to slip out to explore by himself. He stared at the doors "this must be the Captain's office, should I really go in?, what if he's busy?" Cavourna shrugged, "meh, no time like the present" and with that he knocked smartly on the door

As the doors opend on the Jewel Manu stepped out clutching his injured arm. He spotted a dock worker some way off.

"Hello, you there. Would you mine patching up my ship? Nothing to difficult, I ain't got much cash on me. Oh and where's your med-bay?"

Manu stumbled off in the direction indicated by the worker.

"Oh, one last thing. Take good care of Her, she's all I got." He said indicating the Jewel. He stumbled through an entry way twords the Med-Bay.

As the doors opend on the Jewel Manu stepped out clutching his injured arm. He spotted a dock worker some way off.

"Hello, you there. Would you mine patching up my ship? Nothing to difficult, I ain't got much cash on me. Oh and where's your med-bay?"

Manu stumbled off in the direction indicated by the worker.

"Oh, one last thing. Take good care of Her, she's all I got." He said indicating the Jewel. He stumbled through an entry way twords the Med-Bay.

Dr. Tot was on his way to the med-Bay while waiting to meet the captain.

"Good night man, what happened to your arm? you MUST come with me. My name is Dr. Tot, CMO for the station." Dr, Tot said, indicating the way to the sickbay.

Manu looked at the man who had walked up to him.

"I'm Manu, my ship was attacked. I don't think it's too bad. Just a bit bloody is all." Manu followed the doctor.

Manu looked at the man who had walked up to him.

"I'm Manu, my ship was attacked. I don't think it's too bad. Just a bit bloody is all." Manu followed the doctor.

Dr. Tot got a scanner, and scanned Manu's arm, finding out just what was wrong with it.

OOC: so, tell me what's wrong.

ooc: It's broken and has a large gash with fragments of glass stuck in. He also pulled a muscle in his leg but he won't admit to to much injury. He'll be limping around the place for a while.

ooc: It's broken and has a large gash with fragments of glass stuck in. He also pulled a muscle in his leg but he won't admit to to much injury. He'll be limping around the place for a while.

Dr. Tot smiled.

"don't worry, I'll have you ready to go in maybe 10 minutes." he said.

He used one device on the pulled muscle leg to restore and heal his leg, removing the limp, and while that one was going, he used a small colony of nanites to remove the glass shards, mend the bones, and fix the gash. After everything was done, the nanites deactivated themselves and would be removed next trip to the bathroom.

"There you go, good as new." Dr. Tot said.

after getting a room the man and woman now sit at a table

"so how long before he shows up"ask the man
"will you stop asking me silly things i don't know"said the woman back to him

Federson was up using the central bridge in an attempt to understand the controls fully, behind him was the Guardsman, ever alert and tense. They never relax, he thought

"Alex should be looking for the Captain, the Guardsman is here with me, so, where is she?" He tutted and looked at his watch, she always liked to make and entrance and was as late as usual. He just hoped she hadn't run into trouble. She was often doing that...

Manu looked up at the doctor

"Wow, really your all done? Thanks doc! Thats much faster than those rookies over in the Sith Sector. Thanks for the help. I'll be on my way if thats all."

Manu waited for the doctors response.

Manu looked up at the doctor

"Wow, really your all done? Thanks doc! Thats much faster than those rookies over in the Sith Sector. Thanks for the help. I'll be on my way if thats all."

Manu waited for the doctors response.

"Well, be on your way. I'd take it easy a day or two, just for general purposes, but other than that, you are good to go."

Manu walked off. He looked everywhere for a sign to tell him where to go. He finally found a directory. He glanced at it found what he needed and headed off to the Food Court.

OOC: tappee, are you going to respond to my post on page two?

Bridge APS Formidable

The Captain watched out his bridge window as the little object came closer and closer. He ordered an ensign to magnify the image onto the screen. When he saw it he sighed and slapped his head "Oh, for the love of..." he said as the XX-24 flew past belching flames.

Inside the little fighter, a young looking girl wrestled with the controls and tried to contact the station without success "Oh, well" she said "crash landing it is then"...

To: Space Station PaX Pacis

Confirm your new 'crew member is on route. She should be arriving very
shortly

Captain Sandy Gilligan
APS Formidable
Deep Space
18:23

OOC: tappee, are you going to respond to my post on page two?

ooc: sorry

ic: The greater shold there, not sure what to do, he didn't have staff to take there lugage, and carry it to their room. A quick glance around the bay have his his answer. There was some maintaince personal work on a bulk head.

"You two over there, take their stuff" and follow me.

For a moment the two stare back at each other, not wanting to do the daunting task set before them. However, the standing order was that due to the staff shortage every one had to help the guest as they arrived.

"Very well if you will follow me" said the greeter as the two grabbed all the lugage.

Mannerheim smiled. "Thank you, good sir." he followed the man down a hall and began some small talk. "So what kind of customers am I open to on the PaX?"

Cavourna waited a few moments before entering the office. There was no one there. In fact, apart from a few maintenance personnel, he hadn't seen anyone "Better wait then" he thought just then he heard footsteps coming down the hall

Meanwhile, on the bridge, Federson could see the comet tail from the XX-24 coming in fast towards the space station, he slapped his forehead "What's she done now?" he said as she flew past the window towards the hangars.

The one seeking an interview by the secruity chief had made his way to the various offices and began looking about for signs directing the way. He was slender, irridescent, with 'anime-esq' spiky blue-green hair and violet eyes. From his posterior came a purple furred tail and ears with the same type of fur were perched felinic ears. He moved with an almost restless gait and grace beyond that of human.

Spotting a person in a uniform of somesort, he approached and asked in a stilted voice, "Senior staff where be?

William Owen was sitting in the passenger seat of a shuttle destined for Pax Pacis, and had just departed form his old command, the Indefatigable. He was still in a somewhat solemn mood from his going away party, as it had become somewhat emotional near the end. All in all, though, he was looking forward to his service on the newly-built station, and was eager to meet the captain.

Opening a comm to the station, his pilot radioed, "This is the Transport Craft Ally, requesting permission to dock and deliver your First Officer, Commander William Bradley Owen."

After Dan got on bored the station and made his way to his room and put his stuff down. He got into uniform and grabed his side arm but not his larger weapons. He left his room and made his way to the office of the chief of security. After several minutes of walking around he found it and walked in. He walked up to the desk "Excuse me sir, I'm Dan Orhara new member to your security team" he held out his right hand to shack the chiefs hand.

The Viridian Skies dropped into the port, slowing up a bit at the end. A boarding ramp descended from the ship. A man walked out, about 6'3" probably around 200 pounds, maybe less. He was black, and his head was shaved. He looked around at the docking bay, inspecting it. He grunted and walked away.

After about 30 seconds of looking around, he found a dock worker. Kyle tapped him on the shoulder and said "Alright. I'm Captain Kyle Graveson of the Trader ship Viridian Skies. I need some stuff. First, I'm gonna need about 30 pounds of Stardust. If you don't have that, anti-matter works as well. I'm also gonna need to know where I can sell my goods on this station."


Back on the Viridian Skies, Hugh Kiol had just finished going over the maintenance check. He crept down the boarding ramp, and started looking around the hanger, checking it out, then moving on to others. He finally found one with a busted up vessal inside. He quickly looked around it, surveying it. He took some tools out of his tool belt and laid them on the ground, thinking.....


OOc: TSC (The Sith Clan), is it all right for my guy to tamper around with your ship?

Pax Pacis Traffic Control C.C., this is civilian transport vessel dee-nine-four-one-four-one-oh, the Flying Tigress. Be advised we are behind schedule by one-point-three-two hours. A problem with one of the passengers. Flying Tigress requesting permission to dock. Repeat, requesting permission to dock. ETA is three-oh-niner-niner. Repeat, ETA is three-oh-niner-niner. We’re a little low on fuel, so – as a personal request – it’d be real nice if you could get us on fast. I wanna get this thing off my ship, and get going before I’m hours behind schedule. Ten-four, over.

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“Please remember, keep all belongings to yourselves. Please review the station handbook for a list of forbidden items. Please remember to not accept any packages from those you do not know. Please have all current vaccinations and medical forms, passports, and other documents ready, as you will be asked to present said material upon reaching the checkpoint. Thank you, and welcome to Pax Pacis. We hope you enjoy your stay!”

Kitch could not help but chuckle to himself, as he quietly rose from his seat. Such a sugary sweet voice always made him guffaw. Back home, women were supposed to be strong; powerful. To hear a feminine voice without the usual, rumbling tone was as funny to Kitch as hearing a man squeak like a mouse. Of course, the Selkai “laugh” made most uncomfortable around it. A bouncy, clicky, almost gag-like sound began to fill the dimly lit hall of the modest passenger ship. The temporary inhabitants all looked at Kitch as though he were about to spit acid on them. Some were wide-eyed and fearful, while others could not help but giggle along with him – more for a way to alieve the tension, rather than getting the “joke.” Then again, most were not comfortable with Kitch since the get go.

For one, he was big. I mean BIG. Eight feet, nine inches tall, nearly a full meter wide from shoulder to shoulder; Kitch did not so much sit in a seat, rather than sit on two rows of seats that had been removed for his size. He had paid for them, of course, but it was a bit unnerving to share such a cramped space with a…

“Lumbering space lizard…” muttered a passenger, as he watched Kitch slowly reach up to the overhead compartment, grabbing several hefty sacks.

Second, he looked so…alien. Clay-colored hide flecked with rich gold and tawny grey. Interlocking scales like those of a snake, as though they were slippery and wet, with a certain leathery texture to them. In reality, his skin was very warm and dry. His yellow, snake-like eyes had an odd tint to them - as though he were wearing sunglasses on the soft flesh. Pin-sized holes on either side of his head sat a few inches in front of iguana-like domes. Tiny, hair-like tendrils ran along the back of his head – more like spikes than hair – while two slits for nostrils faced the front of his head. The most peculiar feature was his elongated neck, which had two fleshy, gill-like apparatuses constantly pulsing with each breath. Several passengers were visibly sick shortly before take-off: too much like a disgusting fish for comfort.

Kitch was used to this treatment however, and always remained polite, courteous, and benign. One of the stewardesses was quite enamored with him by the end of the voyage; his gentle demeanor a fresh change from the normal, whining crowd.

“Do you need some help sir?” the woman said, her hand outstretched to rest upon Kitch’s pale-red robe, which was decorated by innumerable fanciful symbols of golden thread.

Kitch’s golden eyes trailed upon her for a moment, a forlorn expression upon his face melting to one of honest bliss. He cleared his throat a bit, before saying in a rich, soothing bass, “Oh? Oh, no! No, thank you. You have been so very kind to me, my friend. No, I am quite alright.”

Kitch lifted the sacks with ease, swinging the raggedy parcels over his left shoulder. Glancing down at the girl, Kitch forced a smile on his face.

“It was very kind of you to procure those delectable snacks for me. I really did appreciate that.” Kitch muttered in that soft voice of his.

“It was…uh…only peanuts…” the stewardess said meekly, blushing a little, before turning to the rest of the cabin, “Uh…can I help anyone else? You, sir?”

A balding man in a business suit was struggling with a rather bulky suitcase, a small, blue light over his right temple indicating he was communicating via codex with someone. Whatever they were talking about, it was quite obvious he was irate as he turned to look towards the stewardess.

“Yeah,” he said, giving a nod to Kitch, “get that…thing out of my face.”

A deathly silence filled the cabin, as all eyes turned on Kitch. Not a sound escaped a single person’s lips as all gaped in silence. Kitch, head down, had gone rigid, his sacks still draped over his left shoulder. Without a word, Kitch turned around to stare at the man straight in the face. The Selkai had been hunched over before, so as not to scrape his head on the ceiling. Now, Kitch let his scaled head graze the top of the cabin. He seemed to fill the tiny chamber, consuming everything around him.

The man had not expected this, his grey moustache quivering in fright as Kitch took a few steps towards him. Yellow eyes stared down brown, as Kitch gave a low growl. The man’s hand began to tremble, as he took a step away from his bag, still hanging from the overhead compartment. Used to a two-gee world, Kitch’s arm rose to the top of the cabin so fast it appeared a maroon blur. A gasp arose from the crowd – the monster was about to kill this poor man!

The pitiful man in his business suit clutched his eyes, raising his hands to protect his face, waiting for the blow…that never arrived. Agonizing seconds ticked by with nothing. Silence. Then, slowly, he parted his fingers, letting a sliver of light penetrate to his irises.

Kitch’s hand was outstretched, the man’s suitcase held firmly in his grasp. He bore an expression of reserved calm; the kind one had when disciplining a child too innocent to berate.

“The latch was stuck on the edge of the compartment.” Kitch said softly, gently lowering the suitcase down to the floor. The man, his hands still raised somewhat, gawked in fright.

“Uh…y-yeah…” the terrified businessman said, blinking furiously, “…I…uh…sorry.” He blushed furiously.

Kitch gave that bouncy laugh, shaking his head. He leaned in somewhat, wafts of escaping breath billowing from his nostrils, showering the man with cool, dry air.

“Do not be,” Kitch whispered with his low bass, never breaking eye contact with the man, “Were we of perfect form, we would never learn.”

Kitch looked towards the stewardess, who remained wide-eyed and dumbstruck, unable to find the right words. She believed I would strike him too. Kitch thought, giving her a smile before turning back to the man.

“T’snyekai T’le, my friend,” the Selkai said softly, before moving towards the entrance pod. As he disappeared behind the hanging pitch curtain, the entire cabin remained silent. One minute…two minutes…three minutes passed. Nothing. Then, slowly, life returned. People gathered their things, and began to nosily shuffle past the still silent couple.

Kitch had arrived.

Bridge APS Formidable

The Captain watched out his bridge window as the little object came closer and closer. He ordered an ensign to magnify the image onto the screen. When he saw it he sighed and slapped his head "Oh, for the love of..." he said as the XX-24 flew past belching flames.

Inside the little fighter, a young looking girl wrestled with the controls and tried to contact the station without success "Oh, well" she said "crash landing it is then"...

To: Space Station PaX Pacis

Confirm your new 'crew member is on route. She should be arriving very
shortly

Captain Sandy Gilligan
APS Formidable
Deep Space
18:23


Within second of the station emergency procedure where put in into place, and the crews ready for the worst.

Mannerheim smiled. "Thank you, good sir." he followed the man down a hall and began some small talk. "So what kind of customers am I open to on the PaX?"

“Well there will be several different type of clients that you will see here.” Answered the greeter quickly and with a bit of a smile. “Once we are fully operational there will be a large civilian population at will call this place home. Also there is are the travelers coming through, station personal, and Military personal when the their ship come into port.”

The one seeking an interview by the secruity chief had made his way to the various offices and began looking about for signs directing the way. He was slender, irridescent, with 'anime-esq' spiky blue-green hair and violet eyes. From his posterior came a purple furred tail and ears with the same type of fur were perched felinic ears. He moved with an almost restless gait and grace beyond that of human.

Spotting a person in a uniform of somesort, he approached and asked in a stilted voice, "Senior staff where be?

Surprised the woman at the desk looked up at the man standing there. “See the man sitting in the desk over there.” She said pointing at Jason office “I believe that he is expecting you, though he is with someone at the moment.”

Corbournne;12657576']William Owen was sitting in the passenger seat of a shuttle destined for Pax Pacis, and had just departed form his old command, the Indefatigable. He was still in a somewhat solemn mood from his going away party, as it had become somewhat emotional near the end. All in all, though, he was looking forward to his service on the newly-built station, and was eager to meet the captain.

Opening a comm to the station, his pilot radioed, "This is the Transport Craft Ally, requesting permission to dock and deliver your First Officer, Commander William Bradley Owen."

“You have been cleared for shuttle bay 4” answered the flight controller

After Dan got on bored the station and made his way to his room and put his stuff down. He got into uniform and grabed his side arm but not his larger weapons. He left his room and made his way to the office of the chief of security. After several minutes of walking around he found it and walked in. He walked up to the desk "Excuse me sir, I'm Dan Orhara new member to your security team" he held out his right hand to shack the chiefs hand.

“Welcome aboard” said Jason shaking the mans hand. “Please have a seat and tell me about yourself” looking outside his office he could see that his other security officer had also arrived. He motioned at his assistant to let the man in.

“It would seem that your partner is here” he said to Dan pointing to the man waiting outside.

Cavourna waited a few moments before entering the office. There was no one there. In fact, apart from a few maintenance personnel, he hadn't seen anyone "Better wait then" he thought just then he heard footsteps coming down the hall

Meanwhile, on the bridge, Federson could see the comet tail from the XX-24 coming in fast towards the space station, he slapped his forehead "What's she done now?" he said as she flew past the window towards the hangars.


As Victor entered his office he was suprised to see that his flight officer was waiting, he reconized him from his presonal file. "Why hello Cavourna, Welcome to the Pax's" he said as he took a seat across from Caourna.

"I hope that you trip went well"

Cavourna, remembering Alversian Tradition, snapped to attention before relaxing and answering, "I had a very pleasant trip thank you, One of the members of my flight crew is already here and the other is beginning to arrive" He grimaced, hopefully she wouldn't do too much damage on landing. "When do I begin duty here, Sir?" he said feeling the scar across his right eye.

Victor took a moment to think, he was impressed by the young mans enthusasim.

"There are few things that I need to you to work on." explained Victor. "I have been told that we an incoming crash landing, i need you on the flight deck. Next, Jamie our only Flight controller at the moment is overwhelemed, and I neeed you help her out clearing out the back log of incoming flights. After that I want you to work with Ella our Cheif engineer, in getting all the flight deck up to full operational status. Any question?"

Cavourna thought for a moment. "nope, no questions" I'll sort the crash landing out first and then I will help Jamie with the logs. Where can I find Chief Engineer Ella?" Just then he heard the jackboots and sighed, the Guard had found him.

The Alversian fighter ripped into the hangar and crashed into the back wall, the fighter crashed into the floor ingulfed in flames. Within seconds, Fire Crews were on the scene and pulled an unconcious girl from the wreakage, she had long black hair and her face was covered in blood, the Fire Chief looked at her and said "Take her to the Medical Bay, NOW!"

"That is a good question" answered Victor when he realized that he did not know the answer. "I will sne her to you when I see her. You are dismissed"

Dr. Tot was there, along with Khalan. They had heard about the crash. The sole remaining nurse, for the rest of the medical staff had not yet shown up, was left to treat whatever else might come up while they treated this seriously wounded girl.

After She arrived, they closed the back of the medbay, for privacy. No one could see, nor hear what was going on.

First things first, they mopped up the blood and looked to see what was wrong with her.

OOC: So, tell me what's wrong.

OOC: She has two broken ribs and was knocked unconcious by the landing, she also had a cut at the back of her head under the hair.

IC: Flight Officer Cavourna saluted and ran out of the office, down the elevator to the hangar. He was hoping not to see what he knew was there.

It confirmed his worst fears, Federson was already there, shaking his head. It was an Alversian XX-24, a sleek and modern fighter only introduced to the APNAF. He swore loudly and claimed "She better have a good excuse for this"

OOC: She has two broken ribs and was knocked unconcious by the landing, she also had a cut at the back of her head under the hair.

IC: Flight Officer Cavourna saluted and ran out of the office, down the elevator to the hangar. He was hoping not to see what he knew was there.

It confirmed his worst fears, Federson was already there, shaking his head. It was an Alversian XX-24, a sleek and modern fighter only introduced to the APNAF. He swore loudly and claimed "She better have a good excuse for this"

half an hour later, after fixing a cut, and mending broken ribs, Dr. Tot was shooed away, while Khalan cleaned the girl up herself. Then, she was moved to one of the beds up front. She was going to be held overnight for observation, just incase.

Dr. Tot turned in a report both to the Station captain, and went back down to the crashed vehicle to let everyone know she came out of it ok.

Cavourna stood next to the wreakage, still shaking his head. She was an expert pilot, how could she be hit like that? He thought back to his own experiance of flying, the screams the explosions, the laser fire ripping over your cockpit...and all because of you...

He turned as he heard someone else enter the hangar. He saw the Medical Officer coming towards him. He saluted him. Just then, Federson, who had shifting through the wreakage found a panel and showed it to the two Officers "This was caused by some sort of a weapon I've never seen before" he said "Interesting, very Interesting" Cavourna answered as he glanced out and saw the Alversian warships still outside, he was glad of their protection right now

Cavourna stood next to the wreakage, still shaking his head. She was an expert pilot, how could she be hit like that? He thought back to his own experiance of flying, the screams the explosions, the laser fire ripping over your cockpit...and all because of you...

He turned as he heard someone else enter the hangar. He saw the Medical Officer coming towards him. He saluted him. Just then, Federson, who had shifting through the wreakage found a panel and showed it to the two Officers "This was caused by some sort of a weapon I've never seen before" he said "Interesting, very Interesting" Cavourna answered as he glanced out and saw the Alversian warships still outside, he was glad of their protection right now

"Well, she's either very lucky, very skilled, or someone was watching out for her. All she had, was a cut on the back of her head, beneath her hair, and two broken ribs. The landing rendered her unconcious. Thankfully Khalan was here. She's my teacher, and best friend. She also washed the poor girl after shooing me off to deliver reports. All that blood I was afraid she's suffered traumatic Blood loss, thankfully she did not. I'm going to keep her overnight for observation, incase there's Mental Trauma of some sort. Otherwise, when she wakes up, feel free to talk to her. Just, take it easy on her until she leaves the medbay." Dr. Tot said.

He surveys the damage.

"Lucky indeed. Well, see you later. Try not to get injured." He said. He turned and walked off.

Cavourna nodded and watched as the CMO walked off. He had been given permission to visit her in Medical Bay. He had every intention of visiting her and finding out what had happened to her valuable fighter, but first he had to clear the backlog of landing craft

As Ella turned the corner to enter the shuttle bay, her jaw nearly hit the floor. Debris was everywhere, and ever so often there was a loud crackle, as sparks flew out from an exposed wire.

“what ah, happened, ah” she struggle to get the words out her mouth. It was no longer surprise, but anger. She spent so much time getting this all put all this together, just to have something like happen. “Who is responsible for all this!” she snapped out loud to no one in particular

OOc: TSC (The Sith Clan), is it all right for my guy to tamper around with your ship?


00c: sure you can... I think... who is your character?


IC: Manu sat eating his lunch when he heard the crash. After waiting awhile he ehimself it was nothing.

After eating he went to where his ship was parked. It was still damaged, and there was not a single maintenence man to be seen. Frustrated Manu enterd his ship, grabbed his few belongings, checked to ensure the secret compartment in the cargo hold was securly locked, and exited to find his room.

Cavourna strode confidently over to Ella, he could see from her expression that she was furious "ah well" he thought "What's done is done" He stopped just short of her. "Unfortuneatly, that wreakage is of an Alversian XX-24 fighter" he said "One of my comrades was attacked and narrowly avoided being killed. We apologise for the damage and will help you clean it up if you want" He checked his watch, truth be told he'd rather help Jamie clear the backlog but it was their fault that the mess was here so they should fix it.

Victor took a moment to rub the bridge of his nose, already it was proving to long day. They had already had craft crash in bay 3, and he was not looking forward to getting Ella’s engineering report. If this was sign of thing to come then perhaps he was over his head.

A message of his computer screen distracted him from his though, something that he actually welcomed.

Opening the message he could see that it was report from the station CMO, someone that he had not had the chance to speak with. Looking over his office Victor could that there were no other pressing what that were keeping him here, and that he should go down meet with their new CMO.

With that though fresh in his mind he rose from his chair headed towards the main medical bay. It didn’t take him long to find his way through the station and down to the medical bay.

It would seem that the good doctor had made his way to shuttle bay to give an update as to the situation. Patiently Victor waited.

Manu looked around at his cramped quarters. It wasn't much but it was all he could afford. He went over to the dresser and put his clothes in it. He placed a hologram of a beautiful woman on his nightside table. He stared at the picture for a moment before opening his bag and taking out his blaster. He put his blaster in the holster on his belt and left the room.

He around exploring the station, looking for any form of life to speak to. The station was extreamly understaffed. Hardly anyone could be seen.

Ella’s whole body was shaking almost to the point of no control, she could feel her heart racing deep in her chest. She didn’t have time for this, but like the man had just said these things happen. At least the pilot was ok, and she took solace in the fact, she did after all design the stations safety system, so it was nice to see that they had passed their first real test.

After a moment she calmed down. “Thank you for offer, but I have a team on their way to clean this up and do any repairs.” She still struggle a bit to keep her voice calm. She really didn’t know who exactly she was talking too at the moment, but had too much on her mind to really take the time to find out.

Manu wanderd up to the bridge. No one was guarding it so he figured he could just go on in. Inside he looked at the small crew that was hard at work keeping the station in space.

Man he was bored.

Cavourna decided to take off sharpish, when the getting was good. He returned the bridge in the hope of clearing the back log. While he was there he noticed that someone was lurking near the main bridge. "uh...can I help you?"

"Oh, uh.... well I was just looking around. Big place this station. I'm Manu by the way..." Manu said extending a hand.

Dr. Tottenkauffen was coming back just as Captain Victor got there.

The poor young woman that had crashed was on one bed, Khalan was sitting nearby reading a medical digest, admirals Sorgei and Thames were not too far off in the food court. They saw the captain, and decided to walk on over and offer him a temporary crew from their own fleet, until the regular crew got there.

However Dr. tot got there first.

"Greetings Captain Victor. Come by to see her for yourself? I'm not sure she's concious yet, and I'd prefer to let her sleep it off instead of wake her." he said.

"Pleased to meet you, I'm Flight Officer Cavourna" he said shaking hands and then saluting 'boy' he thought 'Alversian meeting rules were exhuasting work' "Tell me about it! I only found the Captain about 15 minutes ago, then one of my Comrades had the luck to crash land into the Space Station! So..." he said, surveying the newcomer, who looked like he recgonised the uniform "...what are you doing here?"

OOC: If your guy's wanted by the Alversians, then he'll recgonise my bloke's uniform

"As I said I was just looking around... say I gotta go, my, uh, dog is all alone in my room.... so see you later... I guess..." said Manu inching back twords the door.

ooc: sorry didn't relize I was shaking hands with an officer of Alversia...:eek:

“Well there will be several different type of clients that you will see here.” Answered the greeter quickly and with a bit of a smile. “Once we are fully operational there will be a large civilian population at will call this place home. Also there is are the travelers coming through, station personal, and Military personal when the their ship come into port.”


"Gut, sehr gut." said Mannerheim. "I have a large selection of goods from across the East Andromeda region, some very rare, some delicious food condiments, and also some assorted weaponry. Here are my papers for them."

Cavourna was puzzled by the man's reaction, strange. "But still" he thought, I had better get to work on that backlog" He sat down and began to read through the log

not far off from the Station a wormhole opens out came a Fleet of Black Warships

moving away from the Fleet and heading toward the Station was a Fighter Squadron of Shortswords and one Emperor Apocalypse class Battleship

The Alversian Fleet was set to Level One Alert. Although the newly arrived fleet probably meant no harm, it never hurt to be safe.

With the motion to enter, he did just that and entered the office with the man at the desk and another in the seat nearby. "You staff senior?" He enquired as he looked at first Jason then Dan. "Here job safety I be."

ooc: If at any point anyone needs clarification on syntax, feel free to ask in ooc.

"look a Imperial Navy Fleet has shown up and by the looks of it a Fighter Squadron and one of the Warships is heading this way Ash"said the man to the woman as he look out the window of their room

Ash gets off the bed she was resting and walks over to the window

"i best get change Jim "said Ash to Jim as she looks out the window
"i'll go stand outside"said Jim as he head to the door

Cavourna sat at the Flight Controllers desk and barely contained a yawn. He was exhausted after the day's events and he had only now just got the logs in order after the hectic arrival of so many ships. His next job would be to talk to his new 'mate' the chief engineer and try to get all flight systems online. That fun job could wait until tomorrow.

His flight crew had retired to bed and he was about to do the same when he noticed several new ships on the scopes.

He sighed and picked up the earphones. He punched several buttons and was rewarded with a earsplitting sqaeul from the earphones. He wasn't 100% used to this new technology yet. He rubbed his ear, puched a few more buttons and spoke into the mouthpiece

"This is PaX Pacis calling unidentified vessel. Please state name, class and purpose for be being here"

Cavourna sat at the Flight Controllers desk and barely contained a yawn. He was exhausted after the day's events and he had only now just got the logs in order after the hectic arrival of so many ships. His next job would be to talk to his new 'mate' the chief engineer and try to get all flight systems online. That fun job could wait until tomorrow.

His flight crew had retired to bed and he was about to do the same when he noticed several new ships on the scopes.

He sighed and picked up the earphones. He punched several buttons and was rewarded with a earsplitting sqaeul from the earphones. He wasn't 100% used to this new technology yet. He rubbed his ear, puched a few more buttons and spoke into the mouthpiece

"This is PaX Pacis calling unidentified vessel. Please state name, class and purpose for be being here"


# Emperor Apocalypse class Battleship ,Imperial Family here to see someone whos on board the station#

Cavourna sighed and touched the mouthpiece again, "Confirm what type of vessel will be docking at the station?" He yawned again. This better not take long. Where was Jamie? she said she would back in ten minutes. That was two hours ago. Muttering a curse under his breath, Cavourna awaited a response from the imperials

A modified Correllian Corvette (http://premium.uploadit.org/MaxOutrider/ShipImages/Modified-Corellian-Corvette.jpg) dtopped out of hyperspace near the station. No weapons or shield were armed.
This is Storm-General Beckenbauer, requesting permission to land

Cavourna banged his fist on the console, every ship that arrived meant another half-hour so he could fill out the paperwork. Groaning at the thought, he typed another channel into the console ans said "Storm-General Beckenbauer please give the vessel's name and crew/passenger details. Once these have been given you have approval to land in Bay 4" Now he was awaiting two responses on two channels from two seperate nations. He sighed again "How does she do it?" he thought as he crashed into his desk, half asleep.

Cavourna sighed and touched the mouthpiece again, "Confirm what type of vessel will be docking at the station?" He yawned again. This better not take long. Where was Jamie? she said she would back in ten minutes. That was two hours ago. Muttering a curse under his breath, Cavourna awaited a response from the imperials

#three Pelican Dropships, two carrying 14 Troops in their internal bay and one the Imperial Family#

"Finally, an answer!" Cavourna thought. He was now counting down the minutes until he could hand over control to Tappee again. If she wasn't back in ten minutes, he'd drag her up by the hair. He replied to the transmission "Details confirmed, Do you have permission to land armed troops on board the vessel? if yes please land in shuttle bay 1. Be advised, there is debris from a crash in the vicinity so caution is advised"

Vessel is called the "Stormfront", crew complement 60. Only me and five of my Kriegsmarine soldiers will be leaving the vessel.

The vessel began sailing towards the dock.

“Welcome aboard” said Jason shaking the mans hand. “Please have a seat and tell me about yourself” looking outside his office he could see that his other security officer had also arrived. He motioned at his assistant to let the man in.

“It would seem that your partner is here” he said to Dan pointing to the man waiting outside.

OOC: sorry for being behind

"Well good to know I won't be working alone" Dan said " As for my self, I was Born on a planet called Emperyion, I like every one else in the PLANT territories am geneticly engineered. I have several years of military experience, I fought in two wars, one as a mobile suit pilot, the other as front line infentry, I lost a foot while on the front lines, but thanks to medical science I got a new one thats just as good. After leaving the military I went into private security, being a former member of the special forces helped there, but i could never stick to a job because I could never interact with the people I was protecting. That is why I came here, because people are coming and going, and even staying I can interact with them" he told Jason.

Finally, he thought as Jamie turned on her console and placed the headphones on. He could finally get top bed. He would be up early to try and find the chief engineer for a full test of the flight systems before he went to the medical bay to talk to the pilot who had wreaked a perfectly good XX-24. "long day tomorrow" he thought as he climbed into his bunk. He was asleep before his head hit the pillow.

OOC: My people are off Flight Control Duty now. Anyone who wants permission to land will need it from Tappee

"Finally, an answer!" Cavourna thought. He was now counting down the minutes until he could hand over control to Tappee again. If she wasn't back in ten minutes, he'd drag her up by the hair. He replied to the transmission "Details confirmed, Do you have permission to land armed troops on board the vessel? if yes please land in shuttle bay 1. Be advised, there is debris from a crash in the vicinity so caution is advised"

the three Dropships came in fast and hit the deck hard

00c: sure you can... I think... who is your character?

OOc: He's like a mechanic. He just likes to fix things and make them better. Think of the Engineers from Halo.

IC: Hugh began inspecting the ship. He let the nanites that comprised his body float in the air, and he began to inspect a ship far faster than almost anything else could. After a few minutes, he pulled himself back together, and began his work. He began on the wiring first. He pulled off an armored plate, and began his work.

* 30 Minutes Later * *

Hugh stepped back from from the ship to admire his handiwork. Piles of wire and armor plate were on the floor. There was much less wiring in the ship, but it's effeciency had been improved about 10 percent. He walked into the ship, and looked around for the engine room. He began looking at the damage, assessing it, and began to work on the engines....

Dr. Tottenkauffen was coming back just as Captain Victor got there.

The poor young woman that had crashed was on one bed, Khalan was sitting nearby reading a medical digest, admirals Sorgei and Thames were not too far off in the food court. They saw the captain, and decided to walk on over and offer him a temporary crew from their own fleet, until the regular crew got there.

However Dr. tot got there first.

"Greetings Captain Victor. Come by to see her for yourself? I'm not sure she's concious yet, and I'd prefer to let her sleep it off instead of wake her." he said.

Victor walked over to woman who was lying on the bed. He glanced around room, it was clean, everything was in it place.

"I understand that his actually second patient that you have seen today, I'm impressed that you jump in head first like, I think that you are going to do well here"

"Captain the Imperial isa Transport are about arrive" Crackled over his personal intercom.

"Sorry" said Victor, as he looked over "Duty calls"

He quickly pulled his communcator from his hip and opened a channel to Jason "Our guest are about arrive, I want you and your team to meet me in the shuttle bay ASAP." again he looked over at the doctor "Dr would like to join us in the shuttle bay Doctor.

A bit of smile came over Jasons face, looker over at the two others in the room "You heard the a Captain look like your first shift starts now."

Victor walked over to woman who was lying on the bed. He glanced around room, it was clean, everything was in it place.

"I understand that his actually second patient that you have seen today, I'm impressed that you jump in head first like, I think that you are going to do well here"

"Captain the Imperial isa Transport are about arrive" Crackled over his personal intercom.

"Sorry" said Victor, as he looked over "Duty calls"

He quickly pulled his communcator from his hip and opened a channel to Jason "Our guest are about arrive, I want you and your team to meet me in the shuttle bay ASAP." again he looked over at the doctor "Dr would like to join us in the shuttle bay Doctor.

"Sure." He said.

"By the way, the fleet admirals I came in with, were wondering if by any chance you would like to borrow a portion of their crew, until the rest of the station crew arrives, since, half of everything seems to be a bit behind."

the Imperial Famliy and the Troops get out of the Dropships and take a look around the bay

"ha"said one of the ten woman

The R. C. B. Mannerheim East Andromeda Co. Outlet, PaX Pacis Station

"And were open for business!" shouted Mannerheim across the store. He awaited his first costumer with suspense.

The R. C. B. Mannerheim East Andromeda Co. Outlet, PaX Pacis Station

"And were open for business!" shouted Mannerheim across the store. He awaited his first costumer with suspense.

Well, he didn't have long to wait. Admiral Thames, and Admiral Sorgei, the two oldest and most respected merchants in all of Ri-an stopped by.

"good evening sonny." Sorgei said in greeting.

"What'cha got for sale, things for trade, and depending on what we like, we might discuss bulk purchases in the billions." Admiral Thames said.

He blinked at what seemed to be the one in charge's order. It was quite strange to put someone who'd come looking for a job to work without any credentials, questions or even a name, however if that was how they wished to operate he didn't mind.

Following the one in charge out, he did wonder as to the nature of the problem.

The terminator boarded a transport ship heading towards the station.

........booting...... Skynet link activated
T-850 Identity: Kash Wilson
Target: Reiholt
Subject: Merchant
Threat: Confirmed, distrupt with supplying resistance forces.
Confront: ...... Learn local customs, infiltrate and terminate.
End Detail: Self termination.

The terminator walked among the civilians, the people not know what was just beneath his flesh, his red eyes glowed behind the pupils.

he laned on the station, undeteced, he walked to the nearest merchant store where two men were talking.(Same on wherethe two adimirls are, dont worry i wont kill them)

A bit of smile came over Jasons face, looker over at the two others in the room "You heard the a Captain look like your first shift starts now."

"Well then I better get moving, I think I'll move through the shops first its the best plan" he said as he stood up "Untill I see you again, good day to you sir" he then saluted and left the room.

OCC: cool most people are here.

The Sagan continued to hold position about a light second off the coreword side awaiting confirmation of their docking request. After several long minutes of regular radio chatter from C&C it was evident the message from The Sagan went unnoticed. The sensors had by then gotten a pretty good look at all the ships arriving and leaving as well as the Pax Station.

Anthony came on the bridge of the diplomatic vessel and waited for the captain to notice him and finish what he was doing before walking over to the diplomat.

“What is going on? How long have we been sitting here?”

“So far its been a little over 20 minutes without a reply but it seems their comm. Chatter is extremely busy with an unusual influx of arrivals.”

“Have you contacted them again?”

“Not yet, we were about to when you entered the bridge.”

“”Ill do it myself. Please give me an open channel.”

The captain nodded to the Comm officer who quickly complied.

Hello

This is Ambassador Stark aboard The Sagan. We have been sitting here for some time and would like to know when we can dock. Also, are there separate docks for embassies or even private embassy docks here? Where would you like us to berth The Sagan?

I would also like to request a meeting with someone in authority. I seem to have business to clear with them at first opportunity.

Anthony nodded to the Comm officer when he was dons and they closed the channel and sent the message to the station.

the terminator appraoched the merchant.

Kash: Do you sell weoponary?

......scanning

subject: Human
Threat level:NONE
Catagory:Merchant
.........connecteing skynet database
....Identification of Rienholt......negative

As th shift was over a new flight control took the hot seat.

"Sorry" answered the new control "We had a priority emergency situation. You have been cleared for port 2, please set approach Vector The Sagan. Again Sorry For the delay."

“That is perfectly fine. Emergency situations take precedence over everything else. We are turning Nav Control over to you.”

As the ship linked up with the station, it was brought smoothly to its designated berth at Port 2 without a hitch. Minutes later, the ship’s hatch was opened and Anthony stepped from the ship onto Pax. He was unaccompanied by any guards and approached someone of authority to ask directions.

“Please, can you assist me? I am Anthony Stark and I am supposed to present myself to someone in charge of the station. Cam you please direct me to their location or contact them so we can meet?”

OCC: are you talking about a werewolf lol.

"one of the pups is missing "said one of the woman
"which one"ask another woman
"who do you think Snow" the other woman said back

"oh him"said Snow
"first, second squads fan out and help me look for him"ordered Snow to the troops

With a hiss, the Skgorrian's ship airlock cycled and with a harsh *clang* Storm-General Beckenbauer (http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a246/doomboy536/super_soldier.jpg) stepped out onto the deck, followed by 5 Kreigsmarine (http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a246/doomboy536/kriegsmarine.jpg) of the Skgorrian Air Force.
"Where in the blazes are those damned Atopians?" fumed the cyborg, stamping his foot angrily and leaving a small dent in the deck. One of the Kriegsmarine walked around from behind Beckenbauer and stood in front of him.
"They're always late sir, might I suggest we explore the station for a while?" ventured the soldier, shrugging his shoulders. "It would be something to do."
"Good idea Storm-Corporal" congratulated Beckenbauer in his harsh artificial tones. "But put all of your weapons away." With a sigh, the Kriegsmarine holstered their carbines. Beckenbauer focused on his arms and a small humming noise got louder and louder, but after no less than ten seconds his plasma cannon folded itself up as a compartment opened in his right forearm and stored the weapon in there.
"As disgusting as this body is, it serves a purpose," sighed the ancient Skgorrian. "Come, let us explore." The Kriegsmarine followed closely behind, marching in good order and contemplating the sad story of Storm-General Beckenbauer.

Kash(T-850) looked behind his shoulder.

.......scanning.
Race: Cybornetic organism
...... locating identity files.....no record of being in skynet arsenal.
Threat: N/A
............Avoide contact for moment, send message via communications array.
... State your cyberdyne model.

OCC: are you talking about a werewolf lol.

OOC as the children whos mothers are part werewolf they too have it in their DNA and when the female vamprie mates have children they too be part vamp
so far only the Twin mates Sky and Snow have given birth to their own Twins and not to litter of puppies yet

IC

"where can he be"ask Snow to herself as she and the other mates look around the bay

OCC: Well, dogs can detect a terminator, can werewolves, im betting they cuold.

Kash(T-850) looked behind his shoulder.

.......scanning.
Race: Cybornetic organism
...... locating identity files.....no record of being in skynet arsenal.
Threat: N/A
............Avoide contact for moment, send message via communications array.
... State your cyberdyne model.

OOC: Are you talking to me? It might be easier if you put your speech in inverted commas, would be easier to read

"Cyberdyne model? What nonsense is this?" growled Beckenbauer, glaring down. "I am not a model off a production line, I am Storm-General Beckenbauer. Only my brain and spinal column are organic, the rest is hyper-tensile-poly-combat-alloy with a bi-lateral-diffusion coating. In short, I am a brain cased in metal death." Despite all of this boasting, his voice sounded sad. "Who are you anyway?" He asked the small person in front of him.
"Sir," whispered one of the Kriegsmarine over his helmet radio, "I think the Isans are here."
"Brilliant," sighed Beckenbauer, shaking his head.

..............Identification negative
System Check..
Ignore target, may be checked later.
presume identity.

Kash: Sorry sir, are you talking to me?


OCC: i will quote next time.

OCC:that was the fastse update.

Cavourna woke with a start and sighed. He put on his unform and exited his room to try and find the Chief Engineer. "this gonna be fun" he said sacrastically to himself. Still, he had a job to do and he would ensure it was done correctly

..............Identification negative
System Check..
Ignore target, may be checked later.
presume identity.

Kash: Sorry sir, are you talking to me?

"It seems that I am" sighed the mighty mech, "well I have introduce myself. Who are you?" Behind Beckenbauer, the Kriegsmarine began to spread out to either side of the Storm-General. Their weapons were still in their holsters, but that could change very quickly.

...Scanning..
.......detecting enlarged sweat glands in unknown troops
........ probability of combat....
49% probability
101010101....continue infiltration....engage if necessary.


Kash: I'am Kash Wilson, im a tourist here at the station.

"Not just any tourist though are you?" Beckenabuer leaned closer to Kash and whispered. "I know you're a cyborg, my scanners picked you up from a mile away. Don't worry, I won't tell anyone, none of my business unless you attack me or my men or interfere with me in any way. Got it?" Beckenbauer then stood upright again.
"Here for long on the station?" he asked.

............ identity revealed..
......scanning....engagement probability....
60% probability of engagement......
Skynet mission update......
secondary target...Beckenabuer....
aproach with caution.....
Presume Identity: Kash Wilson

Kash: I'am sorry, cyborg, what are you talking about I'am just a tourist from earth, why are you here?

A loud snoring noise was heard thoughout the Keag's bridge. Freauo had nodded off.

"Have we got permission yet? Freauo? Hello?" said the speaker.

Freauo woke up suddenly. "Eh, what? Oh, yes, yes..."

"Have we?"

Freauo yawned. "What was the question?"

The speaker signed "Have we got permission to board yet?"

Freauo checked the ship's messages.

"Dosen't look like it. Shall I try again? They are busy, you know..."

"Well, send it again, Freauo. 'Would be a shame to not see what this station is about"

"Sure thing"

Freauo found the request to board he had sent eariler, and resent it.

"I hope I get a reply this time"

"So do I, Freauo. And don't fall asleep again, please."

"Whatever"

"Exactly, that's the spirit!" boomed Beckenbauer, clapping Kash on the shoulder with his right hand. "Well we must dash, got some Atopians to find. Toodles!" With a quick wave, Beckenbauer stomped towards the center of the station, his guards following. As the last one passed Kash, he hissed,
"We're watching you," before moving on.

.........probabilty of reavealed identity interfering with mission...
calculating...75% probability with interfering....
Cyberdyne systems..scanning......
resume search for weoponary......analysis of target cyborg
cybernetic chassis... organic spinal and brain tissue....
engage if neccessary....
interigate troop....

Kash turned and grabbed the last guard by the arm and swung him into a quite corner..

A loud snoring noise was heard thoughout the Keag's bridge. Freauo had nodded off.

"Have we got permission yet? Freauo? Hello?" said the speaker.

Freauo woke up suddenly. "Eh, what? Oh, yes, yes..."

"Have we?"

Freauo yawned. "What was the question?"

The speaker signed "Have we got permission to board yet?"

Freauo checked the ship's messages.

"Dosen't look like it. Shall I try again? They are busy, you know..."

"Well, send it again, Freauo. 'Would be a shame to not see what this station is about"

"Sure thing"

Freauo found the request to board he had sent eariler, and resent it.

"I hope I get a reply this time"

"So do I, Freauo. And don't fall asleep again, please."

"Whatever"


"Weccanfeld vessel you have been clear to land." said the controler

Cavourna stood, scratching his head. "Where was she?" he thought. He had checked the ship from top to bottom but he hadn't been able to find the Chief Engineer. "I'll look for a little longer" he said "then I'd better visit our latest crewmember" He ran into the R. C. B. Mannerheim East Andromeda Co. Outlet and decided to stop for a moment. He needed a weapon to compliment his service pistol and he thought they might be just the chaps...

Cavourna stood, scratching his head. "Where was she?" he thought. He had checked the ship from top to bottom but he hadn't been able to find the Chief Engineer. "I'll look for a little longer" he said "then I'd better visit our latest crewmember" He ran into the R. C. B. Mannerheim East Andromeda Co. Outlet and decided to stop for a moment. He needed a weapon to compliment his service pistol and he thought they might be just the chaps...

Ella caught Cavourna out of the corner of her eye as she passed by the store. She had meant to meet with him earlier, but had come distracted with work. Someone had complained that the elevator door is in section 3 were opening a touch slow. She had start working on them with the intention of doing more then a quick service, but landed up taking almost the enitre system apart. However, the Captain was more then set on having running at full operational status.

"Cavourna" she said as she walked up behind him "I would like to appologize of the incident in the shuttle bay from earlier. I truely do hope that your is ok." Working with actually people had never been one of her strong suites, she had hoped that her comment would ease the tension that she atleast felt.

Freauo was about to fall asleep again, when he got the message he had been waiting for.

"We've got permission!"

"Very good. I noticed they called us a Weccanfelt vessel. Remember, your not representing your tribe, your representing your nation"

Freauo signed. What was wrong about being proud of your upbringing? These government officals...

"Well, are we going to go or not?"

"Oh, yes, sir"

"Be careful. Your tired. Don't crash. Really ,don't"

The Keag began to head toward the landing bay it was assigned. As it drifted in, its captain only kept awake with the caffene in his blood, the ship prepared for a rocky ride...

The result was a nearly flawless landing. Freauo had been lucky. And as he forced himself up, his boss's objective were replaced by one - get to the nearest cafe, and get the most caffene infused drink he could find.

Kash had the man with both hands on his chest lifting him about 4 feet off the ground.
Skynet interigation methods.... loading...
Non-violent.....if being dosnt respond positivley enduce trauma.....
Cyberdyne/Skynet combat systems operational....loading sub routines...
commence interigation.
Kash: What are you doing here?:Kash said blankly

Cavourna was puzzled by the man's reaction, strange. "But still" he thought, I had better get to work on that backlog" He sat down and began to read through the log

Manu walked off twords his room.
{Why are there Alversians here?} He thought. He had hoped he had left Alversia far behind. He had hoped to never see one of them again. He wanted to leave that mistake far behind him. But it was odd. What were Alversians doing here?

His path to his room was blocked by a terminater,
"Whats going on here?" he asked.

He heard the man. while holding the man he turned around.

.....scanning...
Race:Human
...threat assesment minimal...
Locating language protical.....
Leave me alone....
its none of your business...
Fuck you asshole...
answer selected.

Kash: Fuck you asshole.

"Whoa Hey, no need to have an attitude. I'm bored to death here. Whats with you terminator types anyway? If you would cheer up some people may like you a little." Manu said cooly.

OCC:Im in disguise with skin over my body how do you know i am one.

ooc: well my guy knows a lot more than he lets out. for one your lifting a guy over your head, and two he's an ass.

Kash snapped the mans leg and droped him, he wouldnt get away anytime soon.

......Identity revealevd...
Reaction:Kill...reason..
Reason selected
Cyberdyne systems checked.

Kash: Im a terminator, this is what i do.

"Well, why? Why do it? So your programmed for it. Go against programming. It's been done. You can fight it. You don't have to be all mean and scarey. Do you like being hated?" Manu asked.

Dan was making his rounds making note of how many people were coming on board, there were alot. He had not been on the job long, but there plenty to do. Already he caught two thieves and broke up a bar fight. No doubt some one else would ask for help, or need help as he walked through various shops.

Kash: Because im told to, i will self terminate in the attempt to go against programming. Humans are inferiro. I dont know hate.

.........scanning...
Human is showing compassion..

"Is that why you don't try to go against your programming? Your afraid of death?" Manu said looking at Kash.

He found himself seperated from the other two in the secruity chief's office, due in no small part to a lack of familiarity with the station and relative confusion of the situation. Heading down a corridor that he thought led to the docks which is where he'd been suppose to go, he found two people talking with an injured one on the ground.

"Happened, what?" He asked pointing to the man with the broken leg, "Medical needed, both in custody you."

........scanning
human attempting to promt betrayle..
skynet systems online....
terminate subject if it attempts physical contact.
Kash: I dont know fear, if i do get destroyed i will be made again.

Dan turned the corner and came upon Manu and Kash "Is there a problem here gentlemen?" He asked.

Manu looked to Dan.
"That man needs medical attention. Other than that we are fine."

Then he turned to Kash,
"Are you certain you will be remade? Will you actually see? Feel? Be able to think? And do you like having to follow orders from somebody you may never meet? What good are you doing in the Universe. Causing pain and hovac. What are your main goals?"

........ drawing attention...
Skynet protical...
avoid more humans...
scanning.... security in area...
terminate if hostile....

Kash held the man he hurt, while he screamed.

Kash: There is no problem,.....he stole my wallet.

Kash:I was desined to terminate potentionl threats to skynet. I am communicating with skynet right now. I do not care for the universe just my mission.

"Oh he did now?" Dan said turning to Manu "Well then your going to be taking a litte trip with me" he told him.

"And why is everything a potential threat to Skynet? Skynet can't do anything out here. They lie to you, tell you you'll selfterminate if you go against protocol. I know, I've come across your type before." Manu said with a sad gleam in his eye.

"Albert, I need to go back to the bay to pick up some Albator Spice, I'll be right back." said Mannerheim as he left the shop. He walked down the hallway until he reached the bay. As he moved to the stairs, he saw something he didn't want to see.

"Oh, shit. Not them again." he mumbled to himself as he reached into his holster and retrieved a G65 SMG with a grenade launcher attachment. He inserted the helical magazine into the gun and loaded an EMP-5 grenade into the launcher. Retrieving his cell phone, he dialed in station security.

"Hello, this is Reinholt Mannerheim. Would it be possible for you to dispatch some security to the hangar, bitte?"

"Oh he did now?" Dan said turning to Manu "Well then your going to be taking a litte trip with me" he told him.


"No, there is no need to go with you." Manu said, "This is a private matter, please leave."

Dan got a 'page' from teh security office "I'll leave this to you" he said to the other security officer there "Problem at the hanger" he said before running off.

...........human still attempting to persuade betrayal..
Cyberdyne emotion systems activated.
.....attempting interigation..

Kash picked the man up with one hand

Kash: What is your mission here?

Dan reached the hanger in a few minutes and saw the man who called security "Exuse me sir, what is the problem?" he asked wondering what the hell was going on.

"Put him down." announced Reinholt to the robot. "He has done no harm to you. I know what you're here for, so let me say this. You SkyNet bastards don't own my mining territory. I don't care what you and your AI's say, but it was a perfectly legal operation. Killing me isn't going to bring that ore back, robot."

Manu hated being lifted up, but he remained calm.

"I have no mission. I simply want to solve a small problem. You are attacking people, and I'm hiding from the authorites, and countless crime lords. We are both hated by the Human race. For you it's different. Your a robot, so you don't have to care. me I'm hated by my own people."

With the arrival than rapid leaving of the other who'd been in the office, he walked forward and repeated himself. "Both in custody, you."

When the one picked up the other he added, "Release now him."

Dan reached the hanger in a few minutes and saw the man who called security "Exuse me sir, what is the problem?" he asked wondering what the hell was going on.

"Look for yourself..." said Reinholt as he pointed at the struggle with his gun.

Dan pulled his gun out and had it at the ready "Alright then, let him go"

With the arrival than rapid leaving of the other who'd been in the office, he walked forward and repeated himself. "Both in custody, you."

When the one picked up the other he added, "Release now him."


"I can handle myself! Go away, you'll just make things worse!"

..........scanning..
Primary target located:Reinholt...
subject merchant...
Skynet/Cyberdyne combat systems online......
Terminate.

Kash dropped the man looking at the merchant. and walked towards him.

"NO! Stop!" Manu said grabbing whatever he could and throwing it at kash.

..........combat system ready...
begin offensive actions....
procceed termination.....


Kash looked at the gun for a moment then continued.

"Cease, in you custody. Once sorted situation, release be." He said as the one did partially as bid but failed with the first portion of the instructions.

OOC: O.o we have been going around the same event >>

Dan raised his gun Kash was approaching in a hostile manner "Stop where you are!"

Manu ran after kash throwing things at him.

"Run you idiots! He's a terminator. Your guns won't do anything!"

Cavourna and Ella came around the corner with the intention of taking a shortcut to the bridge. Ella wanted to check if a lift was working and he wasn't going to get in the way. But once they were around the corner they saw quite a scene, there was a largely built person, two security personnel with weapons and the guy he had spoken to earlier lying injured.

"WHAT in the name of Christ is going on here!?!"He said, taking his pistol out of its holster better safe than sorry. "uh..." he said pointing his gunh at one person then the other "...anybody care to tell me the story here or what?"

"God damnit." Reinholt said as he raised the SMG. "You've fucked with the wrong guy!" he yelled as he began to fire away the Tungsten-core ammunition at the terminator.

after finding the missing pup the group left the bay and head out to find the new mate

"This is not some shitty slug throwing gun" Dan said "Its a Phased Polaron Sud-atomic Disruptor, now stop or your next stop is the junk yard"

the terminator took a couple hits and grabbe the man and put him in front of him. peices of his face were taken of exposing the endoskelition, the red eye glowing.


.......scanning...
damage assesment...
15% percent damage inflicted..
continue mission.

"Need. Caffene."

The tired Hefon lurched around the space station, earning suspisous glances from people all over the ship.

He had to admit it. He was lost. He hadn't the faintest about where he was. He would have to ask for directions.

He stumbled upon a human fighting another human. 'Stupid Apes' he thought. He decided to see what was going on...

"Still kinda waiting for an update here!" Cavourna shouted as he jumped behind a counter to dodge the SMG fire "I assume the big guy's the villian right?" he shouted over the SMG fire, "What's with the gung ho attitude here?" Just then the Guardsman arrived. He pulled his machine pistol out and jumped behind the same desk as Cavourna.

Dan began to step back as Kash continued to walk forward "I said stop!" he yelled, his finger on the trigger ready to pull it.

"Fick Dich!" yelled Reinholt as he held the SMG right next the terminator holding him up and began pumping more bullets into him. He kicked at him attempting to free himself from the grasp, but found it was no use. Turning the SMG to the robot's hand, he emptied the rest of the clip into it in an attempt to sever its hand.

As he was not armed with any form of ranged weaponry, he simply moved off to the side a bit so as to not provide an impediment to his 'co-worker'.

Hearing someone ask what was happening, he replied over his shoulder while still keeping his eyes on what was happening. "Problem seems threat terminator him. Bad weapons, ship hull breachable."

Freauo wondered what was going on. He took a closer look at one of the humans.

'Hmm. Strange one that one. Seems more like a machine...

Oh, look at that, it's shooting at the human...' he thought.

Freauo shuffled up to a human (OOC: Alversia) unaware that it was about to open fire itself.

"So, are you wondering what's going on as well?"

"Right! Big Guy's the villian!" Cavourna shouted to the Guard, "let 'er rip!" They both stood up and fired into the big guy who wa sstanding in front of them. The T-33 had the fire rate of a normal pistol but the TX-22 had the fire rate of a machine gun and nearly all blasts hit their target, a trademark of the Democratic Guards...

the bullets bounced off of the head, some hit tubes some steam came out but was dispearsd. Kash threw the man with savage strengh hurtily him donw the hall way.

the lasers ripped through some of the armor and the terminator fell to the ground, the glowing red eye slowly turning black.

"Oooh Shiesse!" Reinholt yelled as he flew down the hall landing with a thud. He was in a daze and attempted to get up.

OOC: I have to go for a little bit, so I'll just leave him how is now...in a dazed stupor lol.

"fire" yelled Snow at the group
all 38 open fire at the TX-22
"firing a 40mm grenade"yelled a trooper

seeing no progress Dan pulled the trigger firing 10 shots from his Polaron Disruptor at the knees of Kash.

OCC:im already down

OCC:im already down

OOC we making up our post as you post, we don't see your post till after we posted

OOC: ya you got your post up before me, so lets call it, you not getting up and causing more problems when you come to

occ;okay.

the lasers ripped through some of the armor and the terminator fell to the ground, the glowing red eye slowly turning black.

"Oooh Shiesse!" Reinholt yelled as he flew down the hall landing with a thud. He was in a daze and attempted to get up.

OOC: I have to go for a little bit, so I'll just leave him how is now...in a dazed stupor lol.

As the fight ended, Khalan calmly strode into the room. She kneeled by Reinholt, and pressed three fingers to his throat.

"Dazed. He'll live." She went over to the terminator, and pressed a hand to his head, kneeling by his body.

"If someone with good programming skills acts quickly, they can reprogram it to be a little more pleasant. Might make a good security guard. Otherwise, it'll repair itself and we'll be right back at square one." She said.

She stood.

"Someone bring the mercant to the medbay, along with any other wounded. A medbed is more comfortable than a hard floor." She said. She walked back out.

'This is interesting...' thought Freauo. He walked over to the body that had fallen to the ground, and began to prod it with his foot...

"ok let's go"said one of woman
the group leaves the scene

"Wait, this...thing, isn't human? That interesting. So what is he?" Said Freauo, to no one in particular.

"Wait, this...thing, isn't human? That interesting. So what is he?" Said Freauo, to no one in particular.

"He is a terminator. an outdated antiquated killing machine devoted to a program that so full of holes, flaws and bugs a damn monkey could do better." She said as she left.

"Junk him for all I care."

Obviously she didn't have a very high opinion of the machine and its program.

"Not a fan of cyborgs and AIs myself. Name's Freauo, by the way."

"Not a fan of cyborgs and AIs myself. Name's Freauo, by the way."

"I don't mind most of them, just the Xenophobic kind. My name is Khalan, Magi-mistress of the powers of Life and Death, the greatest healer in all of Ri-an." She said. She was gone.

With the 'terminator' out of action, he drifted off back toward the office again as to find out what was happening, required and other relevent details concerning the terms of employment for a secruity staff at the PaX Pacis station.

the terminators eyes began glowing again

Skynet link online......
deverted to emergency power.....
......damage check....
....Target acquired...Kahlan.....

Kash slowly crawled towards Kahlan

Freauo turned back to take one last look at the terminator, to see that it wasn't as dead as he had thought. He saw it move, inch by inch, toward an unknown goal...

Freauo wondered whether he should get involved. If he didn't, well, perhap an odd ape would die. But is he did, he could earn the trust of the crew. That would be a useful asset to have.

Freauo tip-toed toward the robot, perparing to slam his heel (OOC: think velocrapter style) unto it's back...

the terminators eyes began glowing again

Skynet link online......
deverted to emergency power.....
......damage check....
....Target acquired...Reinholt.....

Kash slowly crawled towards Kahlan

She turned and shot Lighting at Kash.

"LEAVE ME ALONE!" She threatened.

...unfortunally, this was at the same time that Freauo slammed his heel into the robot.

He won't be forgeting that in a hurry. The shock threw him back, but didn't kill him. In fact, it gave him more energy than any amount of caffene would give him...

the terminators eyes began glowing again

Skynet link online......
deverted to emergency power.....
......damage check....
....Target acquired...Kahlan.....

Kash slowly crawled towards Kahlan

three shots were place into the head of the terminator by a man who was not there before
"dosib klez"said the man

the screen went dead

the 700 pound killing machine would keep trying to repair till its battery was dead.

the screen went dead

the 700 pound killing machine would keep trying to repair till its battery was dead.

going over to the terminator the man place a three rounds into the battery and to the chip in the head

Cavourna and the Guardsmen crept forward, guns drawn ready for it to make another move, as they focused on it Cavourna said "Y'know, I think I could reprogramme this thing to be slightly more friendly if..." he fired at it againh to ensure it was down "...if it will stay immobile long enough for me to complete the process" with that he holstered his gun and knelt beside the damaged machine

the screen went dead

the 700 pound killing machine would keep trying to repair till its battery was dead.

She whistled.

A gareen carrying an Aquamrinian came in.

"Stop it from reparing itself." She said to the aquamarinian indicating the terminator.

The Aquamarinian nodded, and used Cyberpsi on the Terminator, which interferred with its programming on all levels.

The Gareen held the terminator down with force, having just as much, if not more strength, than the terminator model before it.

The Aquamarinian altered its programming, and cut its link to skynet. It changed it to take orders only from Senior staff of the station. It was also programmed to be remarkably nicer and friendlier.

OOC: Cyberpsi is a psionic ability that allows one to use psionic powers one machinery. Handy against Terminators. The agreed upon outcome is done. You've been reprogrammed to be friendlier. No more Skynet, only the station staff.

"Right..." Cavourna said as he stood away from the Terminator, "that's that problem sorted, now..." he said looking for the Chief Engineer "Where's she got to "

Freauo forced himself up.

"Th-th-th-thanks. I-I-I-I n-n-n-needed that"

'I need a drink' he thought

"S-s-so, is it f-f-friendly. Good. Do you know where the nearest bar is?"

Cavourna and the Guardsmen crept forward, guns drawn ready for it to make another move, as they focused on it Cavourna said "Y'know, I think I could reprogramme this thing to be slightly more friendly if..." he fired at it againh to ensure it was down "...if it will stay immobile long enough for me to complete the process" with that he holstered his gun and knelt beside the damaged machine
"you going to need a new chip"said the man
She whistled.

A gareen carrying an Aquamrinian came in.

"Stop it from reparing itself." She said to the aquamarinian indicating the terminator.

The Aquamarinian nodded, and used Cyberpsi on the Terminator, which interferred with its programming on all levels.

The Gareen held the terminator down with force, having just as much, if not more strength, than the terminator model before it.

The Aquamarinian altered its programming, and cut its link to skynet. It changed it to take orders only from Senior staff of the station. It was also programmed to be remarkably nicer and friendlier.

OOC: Cyberpsi is a psionic ability that allows one to use psionic powers one machinery. Handy against Terminators. The agreed upon outcome is done. You've been reprogrammed to be friendlier. No more Skynet, only the station staff.
the man looks at Kahlan through the goggles he was wearing
"mm"he said to himself then leaves

again the eyes glowed.

..........skynet link severed..
recieveing details......
take cammands of senior staff..........
self-termination disabled.......
...Cyberdyne systems checked....
new orders input.............

Kash got up and stared straight ahead, the bullets and other weopoins scarred the body.

OOC YOUR dead .45 ACP Armor-Piercing rounds to the chip kills you

"Ist...anyone...going to...help...me?" asked Mannerheim from the floor.

"here..." Cavourna said showing Freauo down the hall "I'll come too, I need a drink after that. Jesus, these have been a hectic few days" Suddenly, Cavourna remebered the hospital "actually" he said "If you continue down the hall you will find a fine bar. Excuse me I have business to attend to" and with that he walked off

OCC: technically im dead, just sort of dumb right now, i cant interact with anything until i do get a new chip.

"Thanks. I see you later, then."

He glanced around. He saw that robo-ape on the floor.

'I suppose I better give him a hand' he thought.

OCC: technically im dead, just sort of dumb right now, i cant interact with anything until i do get a new chip.

OOC no your dead with the chip your dead point blank

OCC:okay i deleted that post.

again the eyes glowed.

..........skynet link severed..
recieveing details......
take cammands of senior staff..........
self-termination disabled.......
...Cyberdyne systems checked....
new orders input.............

Kash got up and stared straight ahead, watiing for orders.

Khalan knelt down next to mannerheim.

she put one hand on his body, and levitated him to sickbay.

then she turned to fixing him and healing him. Not to long after she took him to the medbay, he was completly healed, and ready to return to his shop.

Meanwhile, The Aquamarinian temporarily shut the terminator back down. A whole school of them came in and surrounded it. They fixed everything wrong with it, bringing in spare parts as needed. When they were done, it was its own autunomus being, completly sentient, and with full understandingof everything, subservient only to the senior station staff.

The left, after rebooting him.

OOC: There, that should fix everything.

"Well, what a night it has been, eh?" said Freauo, again to no one in particular, and headed off for a drink.

OCC:okay i deleted that post.

OOC i guess you never seen the scene in the T2 ultimate edition were they take the chip so they can reprogram it

The girl in sickbay was now awake and staring around the room puzzled by her presence there. Cavourna walked in as she woke up and began to ask You'd better have a good explaination" She looked at him "for what?"
"For destroying an XX-24 fighter that's what" She shook her head and thought back to the incident "I can't remember, I was jumped from behind, didn't see who by" Cavourna was shocked, someone had intercepted her and attempted to kill her, but why? His best guess was someone on the station. He nodded to her "get some rest" and he left to find the Captain and Security Chief.

OCC: o i saw it, just didnt remember, they pull that thing out of his head.

Jason took a look at the security log and review the security footage. His security team had done well, though he would have to inform them that there were weapon locker placed throught the station containing high powered pulse rifles. Including the every stuttle bay, for just such an emergency.

"Danke..." said Mannerheim.

Pushing the XX-24 to the back of his mind, Cavourna continued his search to find the Chief Engineer, who had slipped away during the firefight. He wanted these systems operational before he retired to his room for the night

Khalan nodded.

She turned to the recently awakend alversian girl.

"So, what's your name? How you feeling?" She asked.

The girl looked around again before answering "Flight Ensign Natalie Hilmourna of the APNAF" she said, she tried to move but her ribs hurt like hell and so she was forced back into her pillow, "where am I?" she asked

As he looked over the logs, he would here a knock on the door. Standing on the other side was his newly hired team member who happened to be sitting in a position that looked like it should be impossible without breaking both legs while his tail twitched along the station's floor.

"I'm Reinholt Carl Bern Mannerheim." said Mannerheim. "I run the R. C. B. Mannerheim East Andromeda Co. Outlet on the station. That bastard was after me after my company did some some "Illegal" incendicite mining on their world."

the group found Ash and were talk with her

"so for help you give yourself to him" ask one of the woman
"yes"said Ash
"all of yourself"ask another
"yes all of myself'said Ash

The girl looked around again before answering "Flight Ensign Natalie Hilmourna of the APNAF" she said, she tried to move but her ribs hurt like hell and so she was forced back into her pillow, "where am I?" she asked

"Well, Ensign, your in the sickbay of the Pax station. You crashed into a docking bay, and I, and my student, who is now CMO saved your life. Your ribs hurt? let me take alook." She said.

She gently placed her hand gently on the ensigns ribs, feeling them. Many long years of experience had granted her the extrordinary ability to know what was wrong with someone, just by touching them. That, and a scan spell which returned any abnormal conditions such as fractured ribs.

OOC: this particular abilty cannot miss anything. That doesn't mean it can be healed right away, just that it can be detected with this spell.

"I'm Reinholt Carl Bern Mannerheim." said Mannerheim. "I run the R. C. B. Mannerheim East Andromeda Co. Outlet on the station. That bastard was after me after my company did some some "Illegal" incendicite mining on their world."

"I had the Aquamarinians reprogram him. He's no longer a threat to you. East Andromeda, My homeworld is in west Andromeda, in a section of space that's remarkably hard for outsiders to get through. You should stop by sometime. Infact, look for Admirals Thames and Sorgei, or I could page them. Maybe between the three of you, some sort of a trading deal could be worked out." Khalan said.

the terminator walked down the corridors seeing differnt peoeple, until he saw Rein again.

"Well, Ensign, your in the sickbay of the Pax station. You crashed into a docking bay, and I, and my student, who is now CMO saved your life. Your ribs hurt? let me take alook." She said.

She gently placed her hand gently on the ensigns ribs, feeling them. Many long years of experience had granted her the extrordinary ability to know what was wrong with someone, just by touching them. That, and a scan spell which returned any abnormal conditions such as fractured ribs.

OOC: this particular abilty cannot miss anything. That doesn't mean it can be healed right away, just that it can be detected with this spell.

"I thank you for saving my life. You say this is Pax Pacis?" Natalie said, looking around, "I'm supposed to be assisting the Flight Officer in his efforts to ger the stations flight systems online" She said worried

"I would be very interested in that." said Mannerheim. He looked at the Terminator coming and sighed.

taken a seat at a bar the man orders a drink then turns to the four wolves that just step out of shadow
"afternoon "he said to them

"I thank you for saving my life. You say this is Pax Pacis?" Natalie said, looking around, "I'm supposed to be assisting the Flight Officer in his efforts to ger the stations flight systems online" She said worried

"Oh, they are a little backlogged, but your not in walking condition yet, if you can't even stand. Besides, I heard tell the rest of the station crew was on its way."

She slumped backwards sadly, she had seen Soldiers in hospitals before, but she never thought it would happen to her. She was young, barely past 20 and yet she was brave and mature beyond her years. She suddenly felt exhausted and fell out of consciousness.

taken a seat at a bar the man orders a drink then turns to the four wolves that just step out of shadow
"afternoon "he said to them

Victor reconized the man sitting down at the bar. and decided that now would be a good time to make an introduction.

"Hello, my name is Captain Victor Elmquest" he as he took a seat, "Welcome to Pax Pacis." his job after all was to act as both a captain and ambassador.

Cavourna was still looking for the Chief Engineer and it was starting to annoy him, he wanted these systems online but he couldn't do it alone. They were already a man down coertesy of the crash and so they needed her expertise. If only he could find her

..............scanning......
Subject:Reinholt
profession:merchant
threat assesment. minimal

Kash aproached him and said
Kash:your are merchant are you not.

"Yes...what do you want?" replied Reinholt.

Kash: I require a weopon. can you give me a list of availible handheld weoponry.

Victor reconized the man sitting down at the bar. and decided that now would be a good time to make an introduction.

"Hello, my name is Captain Victor Elmquest" he as he took a seat, "Welcome to Pax Pacis." his job after all was to act as both a captain and ambassador.

"echk you know who i'am"said the man

OOC: man this place progresses fast

Dan was finishing up his rounds, he went off duty in 20 minutes, he thought he might as well head over to the bar and keep a eye on things there for a bit. After a couple minutes he walked into the bar and sat down "bar keep, can I get some ice water?" he asked "no real drinks to your off duty eh? haha alright then sure coming right up " the man said. He came back about a minute later with a medium size glass filled with ice water "Thank you" Dan said.

the terminator enterd a bar and sat down next to dan.

....attempting conversation....

Kash: Hello, what's your name.

Dan took a sip of his water "Dan O'Hara, and your self?" he said to Kash.

Kash: I am Kash Wilson security, i have been reprogrammed from the last time we met, i will begin a quest to become more......human.

Manu woke up suddenly in the medbay

"How did I get here?" He asked. However there was no-one around. He got up and walked out of the med-bay.

{Where too?} He thought. {I wounder what became of that Terminator.}
And with that he set off twords the bar. His head hurt... so he needed a strong drink.

“That is perfectly fine. Emergency situations take precedence over everything else. We are turning Nav Control over to you.”

As the ship linked up with the station, it was brought smoothly to its designated berth at Port 2 without a hitch. Minutes later, the ship’s hatch was opened and Anthony stepped from the ship onto Pax. He was unaccompanied by any guards and approached someone of authority to ask directions.

“Please, can you assist me? I am Anthony Stark and I am supposed to present myself to someone in charge of the station. Cam you please direct me to their location or contact them so we can meet?”


This kinda got lost in the excitement so I am still waiting in Port 2.



OOC: Cyberpsi is a psionic ability that allows one to use psionic powers one machinery. Handy against Terminators. The agreed upon outcome is done. You've been reprogrammed to be friendlier. No more Skynet, only the station staff.

Copycat… hehehe


OOC: man this place progresses fast

No kidding, I was on page 8 when I went to sleep and now it is on page 17.

ooc: yeah it does progress fast... but you gotta rol with the punches.

As Cavourna was looking for the Chief Engineer, he noticed the guuy he was talking to earlier coming the other way. He was about to talk to him when he suddenly ducked down a side corridor. Cavourna watched, puzzled before continuing to search for Ella

Manu breathed a sigh of relief as the Alversian walked past his side corridor.

Why were they here?

Freauo sat down at the bar, and signaled to the barkeeper that he was ready for a drink.

"I'll presume that you don't have anything grown on a volcano?"

"What?"

"Right, I'll just have a pint of bog standard beer, then"

Freauo patted his pockets.

"Wait, give me a miniute. I'm skint. Let me go to the cash machine"

Freauo got up, and headed toward the nearest cash machine, which was just outside the bar. He looked for his card, and swore loudly in his native tounge. He couldn't find it. He looked around, and saw a human(Sith Clan), in deep thought, and called out to him:

"Hey, you couldn't lend me some money could you?"

"What... uh... no... sorry I don't think I have..." Manu said after being startled by the creature. "Oh yeah sure heres 20 credits, I'd give you more but I'm a little short myself. Hi, names Manu."