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Post by The Scrac that Smiles Back on Feb 18, 2018 15:24:51 GMT -5
Rith sat back in the chair and rubbed her eyes, thinking. [ Silver... we can't wait that long. I will find you. I always have. Learn what you can about your captors and where you will be. ] [ Yes, Captain. But Captain... You've never had to find me on an unfamiliar planet before. ] [ I found you in the spirit world. I'd count that. ] [ What I'm saying, Captain, is that I forgive you if you can't. If it gets too dangerous, or it's just not possible, I forgive you. ] [ Don't talk like that, Silver. ] [ These people aren't like the people before. ] --- "I just want to know what I can call him." Silver replied. "Why would it be stupid to tell me his name?" Is escape from him common? she wondered. Lochoi tilted his head. "You can call him captain. No one knows his name that is not his crew. Even our buyers do not. It is a matter of security." Something shifts at an apparatus on his back and his mask changes color for a moment. He doesn't react to it. "It is better to come along now than stay in this airlock. There is a place for you. Do you eat?" "So... anyone know which way to go?" asked Rith. --- "Oh." She left the airlock. "Can I look around the ship? Are there other captives here? How big is the ship? Does it have a Tolvanite in it?" |
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Post by Prooobably Not Jeffely on Feb 18, 2018 15:46:33 GMT -5
Lochoi tilted his head. "You can call him captain. No one knows his name that is not his crew. Even our buyers do not. It is a matter of security." Something shifts at an apparatus on his back and his mask changes color for a moment. He doesn't react to it. "It is better to come along now than stay in this airlock. There is a place for you. Do you eat?" "So... anyone know which way to go?" asked Rith. --- "Oh." She left the airlock. "Can I look around the ship? Are there other captives here? How big is the ship? Does it have a Tolvanite in it?" The Trallyr seemed unsure. One seems to know what they're doing and reaches at the panel to pull up a small navigation screen that has the ship and it's route highlighted. --- "Mh. No." That was all the answer she was getting. He takes her to a door in the hallway and opens it. Its a small room. There's a cot and that's all. "You will stay in here. I will bring you food later." |
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Post by The Scrac that Smiles Back on Feb 18, 2018 18:53:11 GMT -5
"So... anyone know which way to go?" asked Rith. --- "Oh." She left the airlock. "Can I look around the ship? Are there other captives here? How big is the ship? Does it have a Tolvanite in it?" The Trallyr seemed unsure. One seems to know what they're doing and reaches at the panel to pull up a small navigation screen that has the ship and it's route highlighted. --- "Mh. No." That was all the answer she was getting. He takes her to a door in the hallway and opens it. Its a small room. There's a cot and that's all. "You will stay in here. I will bring you food later." "Thanks." Said Rith as she grabbed the controls and started up the ship. --- Silver sighed. "Do you play checkers? Or any game? Isolation isn't good for me... And I don't eat proper food. Sometimes I eat rocks or acid or batteries. Batteries are good. Why did your face mask change colors earlier? Why do you have a face mask? Did somebody scratch your face up? What got you into this business?" |
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Post by Prooobably Not Jeffely on Feb 18, 2018 21:23:21 GMT -5
The Trallyr seemed unsure. One seems to know what they're doing and reaches at the panel to pull up a small navigation screen that has the ship and it's route highlighted. --- "Mh. No." That was all the answer she was getting. He takes her to a door in the hallway and opens it. Its a small room. There's a cot and that's all. "You will stay in here. I will bring you food later." "Thanks." Said Rith as she grabbed the controls and started up the ship. --- Silver sighed. "Do you play checkers? Or any game? Isolation isn't good for me... And I don't eat proper food. Sometimes I eat rocks or acid or batteries. Batteries are good. Why did your face mask change colors earlier? Why do you have a face mask? Did somebody scratch your face up? What got you into this business?" The ship was already on, but the engines hum to life. --- Lochoi looks like he isn't built to answer all that at once and nudges her in. "You handle it for now. You won't be isolated for too long. ... The mask is for strength." |
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Post by The Scrac that Smiles Back on Feb 18, 2018 23:57:39 GMT -5
"Thanks." Said Rith as she grabbed the controls and started up the ship. --- Silver sighed. "Do you play checkers? Or any game? Isolation isn't good for me... And I don't eat proper food. Sometimes I eat rocks or acid or batteries. Batteries are good. Why did your face mask change colors earlier? Why do you have a face mask? Did somebody scratch your face up? What got you into this business?" The ship was already on, but the engines hum to life. --- Lochoi looks like he isn't built to answer all that at once and nudges her in. "You handle it for now. You won't be isolated for too long. ... The mask is for strength." Rith checked the distance of the other ship, and sent out another message. [ We have taken the ship back, but at the cost of a captured passenger. ] She sent the ship's coordinates out as well. ((if the other ship is decently far away by now)) She activated the shields and set the ship on course, her tears flowing freely. She looked over her dashboard for anything like weapons. --- "I won't be alone long? Does that mean you except to sell me soon?" Silver asked him, gently touching his hand. --- [ We hear you. Does the enemy? ] Muse sent the signal out with a sigh of relief. The last message wasn't very promising.He looked to the Krakkurik Stitchers piloting their repurposed pirate ship. "Tracking still working? How soon can we be there?" |
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Post by Prooobably Not Jeffely on Feb 20, 2018 0:35:41 GMT -5
The ship was already on, but the engines hum to life. --- Lochoi looks like he isn't built to answer all that at once and nudges her in. "You handle it for now. You won't be isolated for too long. ... The mask is for strength." Rith checked the distance of the other ship, and sent out another message. [ We have taken the ship back, but at the cost of a captured passenger. ] She sent the ship's coordinates out as well. ((if the other ship is decently far away by now)) She activated the shields and set the ship on course, her tears flowing freely. She looked over her dashboard for anything like weapons. --- "I won't be alone long? Does that mean you except to sell me soon?" Silver asked him, gently touching his hand. --- [ We hear you. Does the enemy? ] Muse sent the signal out with a sigh of relief. The last message wasn't very promising.He looked to the Krakkurik Stitchers piloting their repurposed pirate ship. "Tracking still working? How soon can we be there?" Lochoi quickly, but not in a repusled way, pulled his hand back. "When we get back. Not too long. You'll be better off than in here so please just... stay." He turns to leave and starts closing the door on her. --- The Ship's tracker is working fine. Despite looking like a bunch of scrap welded together by determination alone the Krakki ship works very well. |
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Post by The Scrac that Smiles Back on Feb 20, 2018 11:44:41 GMT -5
Rith checked the distance of the other ship, and sent out another message. [ We have taken the ship back, but at the cost of a captured passenger. ] She sent the ship's coordinates out as well. ((if the other ship is decently far away by now)) She activated the shields and set the ship on course, her tears flowing freely. She looked over her dashboard for anything like weapons. --- "I won't be alone long? Does that mean you expect to sell me soon?" Silver asked him, gently touching his hand. --- [ We hear you. Does the enemy? ] Muse sent the signal out with a sigh of relief. The last message wasn't very promising.He looked to the Krakkurik Stitchers piloting their repurposed pirate ship. "Tracking still working? How soon can we be there?" Lochoi quickly, but not in a repulsed way, pulled his hand back. "When we get back. Not too long. You'll be better off than in here so please just... stay." He turns to leave and starts closing the door on her. --- The Ship's tracker is working fine. Despite looking like a bunch of scrap welded together by determination alone the Krakki ship works very well. "Wait.. please. You're not like the other one. Why... why do you work for him?" Silver asked. --- "Run a communications check." Rith ordered the Trallyr. "I want to know what other ships are out there, and how secure our chats with them can be. Looking at the map... I know there should be at least one friendly ship in our area." [ I don't remember how to check that on these things. Going to attempt hailing you, play along with whatever I say. Who am I talking to? ] [ Muse, Stitcher. ] Rith noticed the remains of a Jalgar ear on the floor. She grunted a laugh. "Hah. Hand that to me, would ya? If I recall, Trallyr can track people by their genetic material. I will find that kossac." Maybe I'll make this into a keychain after that. A lucky Jalgar ear. Thought I'd rather have his heart.--- Muse watched the little Stitchers at work, a sense of pride bubbling within him. "Momma," one of them chirped, "It works well. We'll see grandma within the hour! When do we eat? Can we collect samples for Great Momma? She likes samples!" " I ate a whole warp beast before we left!" another one piped up. " I ate THREE!" challenged another. Ah, sweet children. Muse thought, smiling warmly at the lot of them. |
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Post by Prooobably Not Jeffely on Feb 20, 2018 16:03:28 GMT -5
Lochoi quickly, but not in a repulsed way, pulled his hand back. "When we get back. Not too long. You'll be better off than in here so please just... stay." He turns to leave and starts closing the door on her. --- The Ship's tracker is working fine. Despite looking like a bunch of scrap welded together by determination alone the Krakki ship works very well. "Wait.. please. You're not like the other one. Why... why do you work for him?" Silver asked. --- "Run a communications check." Rith ordered the Trallyr. "I want to know what other ships are out there, and how secure our chats with them can be. Looking at the map... I know there should be at least one friendly ship in our area." [ I don't remember how to check that on these things. Going to attempt hailing you, play along with whatever I say. Who am I talking to? ] [ Muse, Stitcher. ] Rith noticed the remains of a Jalgar ear on the floor. She grunted a laugh. "Hah. Hand that to me, would ya? If I recall, Trallyr can track people by their genetic material. I will find that kossac." Maybe I'll make this into a keychain after that. A lucky Jalgar ear. Thought I'd rather have his heart.--- Muse watched the little Stitchers at work, a sense of pride bubbling within him. "Momma," one of them chirped, "It works well. We'll see grandma within the hour! When do we eat? Can we collect samples for Great Momma? She likes samples!" " I ate a whole warp beast before we left!" another one piped up. " I ate THREE!" challenged another. Ah, sweet children. Muse thought, smiling warmly at the lot of them. Lochoi paused for a moment, and laughed a little. "You make interesting assumptions. Don't presume to understand any of us by the first five minutes." He closes the door on her and it locks. --- The one trallyr who seemed to know how the ships worked looked over the data and responded: "No ships in our immediate area, though the scan range for this vessel is small... Our channel isn't public but it's not hard for others to tune in to it..." The group seems hesitant to grab the ear but a younger trallyr seemingly with no real thought is the one to hand her the thing, though she is holding it away from herself. "I thought those were only on special military ships.. there won't be one here...." No one disagreed with the Kossac nature of the pirates. |
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Post by The Scrac that Smiles Back on Feb 20, 2018 16:32:48 GMT -5
"Wait.. please. You're not like the other one. Why... why do you work for him?" Silver asked. --- "Run a communications check." Rith ordered the Trallyr. "I want to know what other ships are out there, and how secure our chats with them can be. Looking at the map... I know there should be at least one friendly ship in our area." [ I don't remember how to check that on these things. Going to attempt hailing you, play along with whatever I say. Who am I talking to? ] [ Muse, Stitcher. ] Rith noticed the remains of a Jalgar ear on the floor. She grunted a laugh. "Hah. Hand that to me, would ya? If I recall, Trallyr can track people by their genetic material. I will find that kossac." Maybe I'll make this into a keychain after that. A lucky Jalgar ear. Thought I'd rather have his heart.--- Muse watched the little Stitchers at work, a sense of pride bubbling within him. "Momma," one of them chirped, "It works well. We'll see grandma within the hour! When do we eat? Can we collect samples for Great Momma? She likes samples!" " I ate a whole warp beast before we left!" another one piped up. " I ate THREE!" challenged another. Ah, sweet children. Muse thought, smiling warmly at the lot of them. Lochoi paused for a moment, and laughed a little. "You make interesting assumptions. Don't presume to understand any of us by the first five minutes." He closes the door on her and it locks. --- The one trallyr who seemed to know how the ships worked looked over the data and responded: "No ships in our immediate area, though the scan range for this vessel is small... Our channel isn't public but it's not hard for others to tune in to it..." The group seems hesitant to grab the ear but a younger trallyr seemingly with no real thought is the one to hand her the thing, though she is holding it away from herself. "I thought those were only on special military ships.. there won't be one here...." No one disagreed with the Kossac nature of the pirates. Silver sat down on the cot with a heavy thud that rattled its supports. Does he... does he work for YOU? she wondered. She crawled under the cot and curled into a rocky ball. She closed her eyes and her glow dimmed. --- "Thanks," Rith said to both the information provider and the girl. She wrapped the ear in one of the few unbloodied scarves she'd been wearing as a Trallyr and put it in her bag. "I didn't expect this ship to have one. This isn't a good ship for battle anyway, and you're not exactly a war-ready crew." She paused her speech, rethinking what she had been going to say. "Just saying, the lead Jalgar said they were wanted by multiple governments, and someone may find the ear useful." She selected a point along their route and sent it to Muse. [ Can you meet me here? ] ((Timeskip?)) |
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Post by Prooobably Not Jeffely on Feb 20, 2018 16:45:03 GMT -5
Lochoi paused for a moment, and laughed a little. "You make interesting assumptions. Don't presume to understand any of us by the first five minutes." He closes the door on her and it locks. --- The one trallyr who seemed to know how the ships worked looked over the data and responded: "No ships in our immediate area, though the scan range for this vessel is small... Our channel isn't public but it's not hard for others to tune in to it..." The group seems hesitant to grab the ear but a younger trallyr seemingly with no real thought is the one to hand her the thing, though she is holding it away from herself. "I thought those were only on special military ships.. there won't be one here...." No one disagreed with the Kossac nature of the pirates. Silver sat down on the cot with a heavy thud that rattled its supports. Does he... does he work for YOU? she wondered. She crawled under the cot and curled into a rocky ball. She closed her eyes and her glow dimmed. --- "Thanks," Rith said to both the information provider and the girl. She wrapped the ear in one of the bloodied scarves she'd been wearing as a Trallyr and put it in her bag. "I didn't expect this ship to have one. This isn't a good ship for battle anyway, and you're not exactly a war-ready crew." She paused her speech, rethinking what she had been going to say. "Just saying, the lead Jalgar said they were wanted by multiple governments, and someone may find the ear useful." She selected a point along their route and sent it to Muse. [ Can you meet me here? ] ((Timeskip?)) The Stale ship air takes on a natural smell for the first time as the air from wherever they landed permeates. It smells like swamp and like fruit. (If she can even smell) A pair of footsteps approaches her door. Neither sounds like Lochoi. |
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Post by The Scrac that Smiles Back on Feb 20, 2018 19:46:22 GMT -5
Silver sat down on the cot with a heavy thud that rattled its supports. Does he... does he work for YOU? she wondered. She crawled under the cot and curled into a rocky ball. She closed her eyes and her glow dimmed. --- "Thanks," Rith said to both the information provider and the girl. She wrapped the ear in one of the few unbloodied scarves she'd been wearing as a Trallyr and put it in her bag. "I didn't expect this ship to have one. This isn't a good ship for battle anyway, and you're not exactly a war-ready crew." She paused her speech, rethinking what she had been going to say. "Just saying, the lead Jalgar said they were wanted by multiple governments, and someone may find the ear useful." She selected a point along their route and sent it to Muse. [ Can you meet me here? ] ((Timeskip?)) The Stale ship air takes on a natural smell for the first time as the air from wherever they landed permeates. It smells like swamp and like fruit. (If she can even smell) A pair of footsteps approaches her door. Neither sounds like Lochoi. Silver was sitting in the center of her cell, rocking back and forth when she heard the changes in sounds as the ship landed. Is that real? Or another hallucination?"What do you think?" she asked her hand in Tyrannian. "I think it's real!" she heard her hand answer with Max's voice. She stood up and went to the door, avoiding the piles of acidic rock slurry she had tried to keep to one side of the room. She really missed having a bathroom. One of the pebbles in a pile she passed was a mix of very pretty colors. No, you will not go digging around in your own poop!"But it's shiny!" her hand argued with a voice she couldn't identify. How do I look? Guess I do want to impress my buyer... somehow?The new flowery orange sundress she'd bought just for her trip was stained with dirt and blood and eaten away by acid. She blinked several times and bit her lip before trying to focus again on the door. ...Footsteps?She leaned against the wall, watching, waiting for the door to crack open. ((Was thinking of something like this for the dress)) --- Glyph arrived at the Trallyr prison with two Jalgar. One a female with a smooth and unblemished body, the other a male who looked to be recovering from both death and an attack from a meat grinder. Both wore uniforms with the Rinamian symbol of a speaking sun. The male's hands were typical for a Jalgar, but the female's looked foreign. If you didn't dismiss the thought immediately, she almost looked to be wearing mechanical gloves. "Are you certain this 'Grendel' will know something?" asked the female with a scowl. "No, but she's a better resource then those poor Jalgar colonists you terrorized with the Krakkurik Stitchers, Captain." Glyph said. "No one was badly injured." the female replied. "Has the prison answered on whether they will release the bodies of their deceased Jalgar inmates to us?" asked the male. "No, not yet..." Glyph responded. |
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