Log started: 11/14/02 10:21:49 PM Outside> UN Heavy Transport Outside> Contents: Outside> Snake Man Outside> Jet Stingray Outside> Barrage Raptor Outside> Guts Man Outside> Terror Tanuki Outside> Ether Skunk Outside> Teisel Bonne(#3973PeILnOX) Outside> Ring Redwing Outside> Cleaver Cow Outside> Shadow Man Outside> Roll Outside> Prismatic Spider Outside> Tron Bonne Outside> Cyclops Outside> Fusion Phoenix Outside> Dr. Wily Outside> Kaph Outside> Tron closes her eyes a moment, feeLIng the sLIght pressure of takeoff... then frowns softly once more... ...then shakes her head, looking to Jet. "Of course, Jet... ...By the way, Congrats on the Movie Stuff I've been hearing about. Becoming /quite/ the LIttle Star." Tron then looks to Roll, and pauses, before actualy speaking /civily/ to her. "...Same here. I didn't get the chance the first time..." Tron then looks ahead, leaning back... waiting for the trip to continue as it does... fingering something in her coat pocket almost continuously. The Servbots are, of course, enjoying themselves... ...collective 'Ooooooos!' and 'Ahhhhhhhhhs!' abounding as they venture into Space. Outside> And, naturally, as the Magellan gains orbit, Teisel--who is in no way strapped down--begins to float up off of the floor of the shuttle. "Bah," he mutters, flaiLIng for the arm of his chair to anchor himself. "Stupid space," he begins before traiLIng off into incomprehensible muttering. Outside> Dr. Wily sits back as the shuttle LIfts off, though he spares a smirk to Teisel. "Well then, I guess we'll have to have a talk when we get back to earth then." Looking out the window, he ooos as Africa passes under them. "There it is! Guts, Shadow, Snake! its the Haven!" Wily presses his nose against the window and peers out LIke an excited kid. Outside> The Servbots give a collective(And terribly cute), "Ooooooooooooooo...," and lean towards the windows as Wily calls out. Outside> Cyclops looks over at the two Terrors, just smiLIng sLIghtly as he shakes his head. He takes note of the arm going over his shoulder, but he doesn't do anything about it. Might as well not ruin the Terror's time. "I'm not always serious... I just have lots of things to do in less time than I can do them in." Sighing, he just leans back and relaxes as he waits. Outside> Teisel Bonne pulls himself into his seat, muttering all the while, and begins to tug ineffectually at his self-adjusting strap. "I always hated these things," he confides to Tron, "never worked right! They oughta get us to make 'em! The Bonnes make things that work!" Outside> Kaph shakes her head in disbeLIef. "I don't get space. I mean what's the point if you can't hear them scream?" She snickers and looks up, searching for the StarHaven on the horizon. "I bet they screamed LIke baby girls." Outside> Shadow Man leans forward sLIghtly to peer out of the portion of the window not blocked by his creator's trademark hair, taking a moment to GLance at the rapidly enlarging StarHaven. A battered space station, largely inanimate, no gremLIns apparent on the wings, everything in order. Inside, however, order takes on another nature entirely. Shadow Man turns his attention to Teisel Bonne, and raises a hand, but then he decides to give the doctor some space of his own accord, so a warning proves unnecessary. Outside> Guts Man nods to Wily, "Yeah there it is indeed. Now let's procceed with plan Alpha Delta!" Outside> Snake Man spares a quick GLance out the window just for Wily's sake, but just as quickly is back to watching the crowd. He's seen Earth from orbit before, and indeed got a very, very good look not too long ago when Rock tossed him out of Eurasia. Outside> Tron gigGLes softly at Teisel's statement and his ineffectual seat manipulation, letting her hand fall as she brushes Teisel's hands away and fixes the strap. "Here you go, Teisel... ...now relax! ...We're almost there..." Outside> Bluegrass merely crosses her arms and for a moment... GLARES at Kaph. Then upon feeLIng the shuttle LIft up, she hrms, "Finally. Ah figure." Outside> Dr. Wily bLInks and peers at Guts Man. Teisel just gets a laugh. "Alpha Delta? But...what good will it do us in space? And...I didn't bring the blow up dolls. I mean...uhhh..." Wily trails off and looks around.... Outside> Bluegrass peers at Wily. Just peers." Outside> Prismatic Spider sighs quietly to himself as Wily and company make collective fools of themselves. Looking over to Fusion, he inqires quietly, "So, what do you think they need us for this time?" Outside> Jet Stingray nods to Redwing before waving to Barrage. Soon his attention shifts back to Tron. "Thanks... Hopefully it will all work out. Movies are a hard thing to do, I've heard." He hrmms to himself as he starts getting a bit more serious. After all, this Starhaven place /is/ seeminGLy much more dangerous then it was said to be. Outside> Fusion Phoenix shrugs. "Extra eyes is my guess." Outside> Roll isn't quite as child-LIke as those LIttle Servbots, or Wily for that matter, but she's hardly avoiding the windows, either! She manages to pull herself away to respond to her LIttle conversation partner. "Then I guess that means we'll be seeing it for the first time together, hm Tron? How deLIghtful." She sounds so poLIte when she says it, too! Outside> Teisel Bonne hmphs, but follows his sister's advice and settles down in his seat. "Spend three months starving in an underground prison complex and the whole world goes crazy! Stardroids and spaceships. Well, we'll figure out this mess before the week is out, mark my words, and then we can get back to our old LIves." He pauses, GLances around, and adds, "Our LIves of... selfless charity and philanthropy, of course!" Outside> Guts Man says, "Tell you at least brought Heat Man, Bomb Man, Search Man and Grenade Man! Because without them we won't be able to blow up our mortal enemies in space where there is no law!" Outside> Ah, sweet chocolate. Cleaver had been opening up the wrapper and preparing to eat it when the reduced gravity kicks in. She loses her grip, sending it flying - and grabs it back out of the air, but squishes it horribly in the process. Drat. Outside> Barrage Raptor floats over near the other Forcers, "Can I have a cameo in your movie, Jet? I just want a walkon role or something, but having a LIne would be really really cool, even if it was just one LIne. It is an action movie, right? It's not one of those sappy boring love movies, I hope. Well, even if it is, I guess I'd still love to have a LIne in it." Outside> Kaph looks back at the conversing reploids in the back. "I don't know what they /need/ us for, but the boys in marketing say we need this new fibrebioptic video system. Imagine the quaLIty of home theatre. We're talking infinitely better than Beta-Max." Outside> Snake Man keeps himself strapped into the seat, and warily watching everyone on board Outside> The now-famiLIar, geometrical shape of Starhaven looms ahead, approaching slowly... well, relatively, as it's the shuttle nearing the Stardroid station, after all. Slowly, the Magellan sweeps to the side, banking slowly to approach Starhaven from an anGLe, no doubt accomodating the station's slow, vertical rotation. The hangar looms into view, and draws closer as the Magellan prepares to dock. Your captain speaks up once more. "Please make sure you're buckled in! Last time I tried this, I accidently bumped into the ceiLIng. It wasn't pretty!" Outside> The Terror next to Cyclops pats the shoulder that her hand is currently resting on. "The stresses of rank. Poor Cyclops." The other continues to stare out the window, fascinated. As she ooooos at something interesting that passes by, the her sister drops the arm from Cyclops' shoulders to lean over and peer out as well. Did one of them just mutter, "shiny"? Outside> Shadow Man mentally performs the equivalent of facepalming. Alpha Delta. They might as well just aim the P.T. Cannons at the thing and hope for the best. Outside> Prismatic Spider is not floating. Nope. He's seated and buckled in, LIke most sane people would have been for a while now. "Let's hope it's less nerve-wracking than last time." Outside> Teisel Bonne suddenly bites his LIp, sudden flashbacks to the last time he let the Servbots pilot a Drache with him on board. Outside> Bluegrass mutters softly to herself as she overhears Kaph, "...Anythin' is better than that piece of Applesoft technology." Outside> Dr. Wily GLances around the shuttle as he responds to Guts. "Well...I think we'll have to wait this time Guts. I'd LIke to see the Starhaven, afterall." He snickers, though his gaze lands on each person in the shuttle, appraising each in turn. It LIngers especially long on Prismatic, eyes narrowing, then Cleaver as Wily raises one brow. "I wonder what is in store for us. Hopefully, some of these idiots will fall victim to some cleverly designed security device." Outside> Tron hmmms softly... looking ahead towards the Pilot, then smirks softly. "They could always let /me/ drive...," Tron calls out, with a hint of humor in her smile. Tron then pauses... looking to Roll as she speaks, and nods. "...Yes. I suppose we can." Tron is... not very GLIb when it comes to Roll. Tron doesn't know why... ...but she doesn't seem to /LIke/ the Blonde-haired, Blue-eyed Sister to the Super Fighting Robot. Outside> Cyclops spares a quick GLance at the Terrors, before leaning over as well to have a quick look out the window. I mean, he might as well. He doesn't say a word, just has a bit of a look. Outside> Shadow Man GLances, almost involuntarily, at Roll. If ever there was someone with the necessary skills to be a landmine detector and sinGLe use defuser, it's her. Outside> Jet Stingray shrugs to Barrage, tightening his grip as he prepares for a rough entry. He's a LIttle used to being a bit shaken up... Dropships under fire tend to have less then perfect fLIght patterns. "I can see what I can do... I have to talk to the director first. We haven't even started filming yet." Outside> Bluegrass, for her part, GLances at Kaph for a possible landmine detector/defuser... and then there's the cyclops which nearly killed her once. And that makes two, in her opinion. Two landmine detectors/defusers." Outside> Roll bLInks. Huh? Wait, she actually agreed to it? Curses! That was Roll's secret technique to make sure that the pirate was as far away as possible. If she had known she was gonna agree to it, she'd of thought twice before speaking! "Hm? Yes, well it'll be fun!" She doesn't even seen to notice Shadow Man's gaze on her. But she's worth a lot more then a mine detector! She makes a great trigger for laser tripwires as well! Outside> The Magellan passes slowly into the Hangar, and touches down a moment later with a soft thump of landing gear against the floor. The green LIght above the doorway flashes, before the door folds open. "We're here!" chirps the pilot. "Please head through the Southeastern door and follow the pathway to Starhaven's central control room. Doctor Haschenkopf is waiting there with further details on thie mission tonight. Please disembark in a calm and orderly manner! Make sure not to leave any LItter on board the shuttle!" A moment later, the pilot mumbles quietly, apparently to herself. "Man, not a sinGLe bump this time.. I'm getting good at this." Outside> Prismatic Spider 's optics match the Mad Doctor's gaze. He knows that the Doctor wouldn't dare try anything yet. Besides, the Spider Scientist hasn't annoyed the man enough yet. That comes later. And so he waits patiently for the docking to finish. Outside> Snake Man watches Shadow's gaze on Roll and sends him a transmission, <> Outside> Immediately following the pilot's announcement, Teisel unsnaps his restraint and leaps out of his seat, practically into the center aisle. "Finally! Come on, Tron, it's time to get..." He pauses. "...you know... time to get..." He frowns, and the silence is drawn out. Outside> Kaph smirks looking at Roll for a moment, then at Snake, and Shadow. Kai begins gigGLIng to herself and shakes her head. Outside> Dr. Wily eyes Teisel. "Down to business?" Outside> Shadow Man sends a radio transmission. Outside> Snake Man receives a radio transmission. Outside> Tron quickly rises as the announcement is given. She breathes a soft sigh of reLIef... and quickly reaches down and gathers her satchel. "...Time to go to work." Tron looks to the Servbots, clapping softly as they gather themselves and quickly gather their toolboxes. "Remember! Safety first," Tron cautions them. Tron then looks to Teisel, and hmmms... "...Serious?" Outside> Snake Man sends a radio transmission. Outside> Shadow Man receives a radio transmission from Snake Man. Outside> Prismatic Spider unstraps himself and waits calmly for the other RepLIforcers to prepare before departing. He knows that there will be no race. Outside> Kaph smirks at Teisel on her way out, "Let's get physical?" she asks as she passes the Air Pirate, "Isn't she your sister?" Outside> Tron's finishing of the phrase makes Redwing think of something. "That's right, how come Rock's not here? You'd think he'd be here to protect his LIttle sister." Outside> Shadow Man quickly unbuckles his restraints, probably before they're actually supposed to, and rises, walking out quickly to allow the doctor room to move out as well - keeping a watchful eye as well. Outside> Shadow Man sends a radio transmission to Snake Man. Outside> Snake Man receives a radio transmission from Shadow Man. Outside> Dr. Wily steps carefully from his seat, maneuvering carefully down the aisle and out of the shuttle. The pilot's announcements had eLIcited only a smirk from the Doctor. Looking back at the other Masters, he gestures with his hand, indicating they should follow him. Shadow receives a nod as he moves out of Wily's way. "Woohoo! Lets go!" Outside> "Serious!" Teisel strikes a pose, left hand on hip, clenching his right hand in front of him. "Let's get seri-hey!!" As Kaph passes him on her way out, he shakes his fist furiously. "Take that back! Hey, don't run away from me! Bah!" GrumbLIng, he folds his arms abruptly. "C'mon, Tron, let's go." He makes way toward the exit. Outside> Fusion Phoenix sLIps the reading material back in the seat back, and moves into the asle. Outside> Cleaver Cow retracts the chocolate-smashed hand back into her arm to dispose of the crushed food. It's good to be able to do that. Once the shuttle lands and the green LIght activates, she undoes her buckles and heads toward the exit. Outside> Bluegrass nods at the pilot and pats his shoulder. "Good job, sugah." and proceeds to step out of the shuttle... seeking to exit with the Hunters (not of the Shadow kind... IE: Kaph) and the Forcers..." Outside> Roll shakes her head. "He couldn't make it. He was too busy, and so I'm here instead. As for protecting me..hey, I'm not so defenseless you know! Really!" Outside> Barrage Raptor hops up, and looks at Redwing, "Probably off doing some Hunter thing or another." She says, and looks at Roll, "You know they got lots of important stuff to do. Anyway.." She wanders of towards the exit. Outside> Cyclops unbuckles his restraints calmly, getting up and turning to look at the Terrors. "Time to go." And with that he begins to slowly walk towards the exit, expecting the Terror Tanuki to be right with him soon... Outside> Hangar - Starhaven Outside> Contents: Contents: Barrage Raptor [Heavy armor] [RF] Teisel Bonne [Armored] [C] Kaph [Kai] [C] Ether Skunk [Unarmored] [MH] Job [SPACE SALVAGE GEAR] [C] UN Heavy Transport Maverick Hunter VTOL [MH] Star Seeker [C] Outside> Southwest : Vestibule of Spectres - Starhaven Southeast : Menagerie - Starhaven Out : Orbit of Earth Outside> Jet Stingray gets up, letting his deathgrip of the stuff go. "All right... Let's get this race started." Moving toward the outside of the transport, he checks his weapons systems before butting into someone else's conversation. "If Roll needs someone to protect her, then this repLIforcer is more then wilLIng to do so. X has helped me out in the past... I sure I owe him a favor." Outside> Snake Man was the last on the craft, and it stands to reason he'd be the last off as well. He keeps an eye on everyone, but especially his own back, since there's no one to guard it. Outside> Guts Man cracks his knuckles, "I hope we can bust Stardroid ass tonight!" Outside> Ring Redwing reminds aloud, "Okay, well just make sure not to touch any cosmic radioactive goop, unless it's to protect Roll from coming in contact with it." She adds the last bit as an afterthought. Just who is the Commanding Officer of the RepLIforce Marines anyways? Outside> Job is perched on a odd looking civiLIan shuttle. Think a Turanic Theif Class Corvet for look working with some open access pannel. Then he hops down and opens the cargo hatch vanishing and returning with his equipment rig all set up. He then waits for everyone to get off the shuttle. Outside> Kaph watches everyone disembark and get their bearings. She rubs her hands together, LIcking her LIps slowly, in concentration. Her attention finally falls on Roll, Kai's features spreading into a predatorial grin as she picks out the sick and/or weak of the herd. Outside> The Terrors appear a LIttle more subdued now that they're actually standing in Starhaven once more, but at least they don't appear to cowering in fear. Yet. Cause they're tough! Really! They stick close to Cyclops, all the same. Outside> Dr. Wily exits the craft, and stands next to Guts, waiting on the other Masters to form up. Outside> Cleaver Cow's hooves clatter against the floor of the hangar as she sLIps out of the craft, immediately stepping out of the way. A few more steps and she's reaching into her arm-pocket for a digital camera, which is placed around her neck over the bell-necklace. Outside> Cyclops just exits with the twins, seeming a bit bored. He's just wondering what the whole reason for them been here is this time... Outside> Roll seems to have a volunteer to watch her own back! Of course she never thinks for a moment she might need it. She's simply assumed that everyone is intending to cooperate nice and friendly LIke. Of course it's a fooLIsh thgought. "Hmmm..it's not really as impressive a place as I thought it would be. I dunno, I guess it'd be bigger, or more scary or something." Outside> Teisel Bonne leaps off of the disembarking ramp, planting his feet firmly and breathing deeply, hands on hips. "Ahhh! This is just LIke the science-fiction movies we have at home, Tron! Look!" He stabs a finger at the shielded shuttle entrance, gesturing at the black void of space. "It sure would suck if the power went out." Outside> Kaph sends a radio transmission. Outside> Shadow Man receives a radio transmission. Outside> Bluegrass GLances about at the associated people assembled here, ranging from Masters, to Mavericks, to Hunters, and to Yakuza (considering Kai's gaze. Another reason why she hates the 'business adminstration' offer she worked out the Kumcho.) Blue sighs and eyes all. "Form up, ya'll. The good doctor is waitin' fer us at the command center of this place." Outside> Meanwhile, a very belated Wildrider exits the UN ship. "...Damn. I'm never eating those cheap UN vending machine burritos again." complains the Hunter, expelLIng another noisy blast of gaseous annoyance. "Phew. Those things should be labeled LIquid Montezuma's revenge." complains Wildrider. The inventor's GLad he prepared himself further this time, bringing an oxygen tank integrated into his forcefield belt. At least if there's decompression, he'll survive at least an hour longer. Outside> Job says, "Yes it would I hope all the humans on the team have brought vac suits with them this time. It be a wise idea to use them." He just waits for the new arrivals to get up an organised now. Outside> Prismatic Spider disembarks with the other RepLIforcers. Yes, stay with the others. Less danger that way. To Fusion, he nods. "Ready?" Outside> Shadow Man follows closely at Dr. Wily's side, the opposite side of Guts Man. While the ninja Master doesn't overestimate his elder brother's intelLIgence, by any means, he does reaLIze that he could serve to block incoming attacks in much the same way that would, say, a wall. Outside> Tron just /eyes/ the Japanese woman walks by, and frowns in her wake. Oh yeah. Avoid /her/. ...and, at Ring's words, Tron just /bLInks/ at her... ...and for a moment, color flashes into her cheeks, before quickly vanishing. She is GLad Rock /isn't/ here... ...she hasn't met him face to face since... ...well, the last time wasn't fun for /her/ now that she doesn't have the courage to be so forward. ...Blasted Pendant. Tron then quickly moves out... pausing to reach down into her satchel... removing a small cylLIndrical divice as she moves out of the Transport... Outside> Job sends a radio transmission to Tron Bonne. Outside> Tron Bonne receives a radio transmission. Outside> Tron Bonne sends a radio transmission to Job. Outside> Job receives a radio transmission from Tron Bonne. Outside> Shadow Man sends a radio transmission to Kaph. Outside> Kaph receives a radio transmission. Outside> Jet Stingray is about to say something, when he notices the two /massive/ cannons in the hanger bay. His eyes go wide as he looks to them LIke they were an answer to prayer. Pointing to one of the two cannons, Jet calls out, "Dibs on that one!" He doesn't go to them LIke he wants to... Since he has to lead and all. He just moves along, merely offering the "Spider, you are making the reports and calLIng the shots. If battle breaks out, I'll handle tatics. Last time it seemed to get rather hairy from the radios I heard." Outside> Snake Man bounds forwards on all fours, taking his place by Wily's side. He scans the surrounding area for threats, both outside and inside. Outside> Serena Gilbert sends a radio transmission to Kaph. Outside> Kaph receives a radio transmission. [Radio] You send Kaph a direct message: "By the way, Yakuza agent. If ya do anythin' in here. Do note that while Ah can't do anythin' ta stop ya... the same can't be said 'bout the others. Tread LIghtly... sugah." Outside> Teisel Bonne finally snaps out of his reverie, and shakes his head swiftly. "Okay, boys!" he shouts, addressing the Servbots. "Be on your best behavior! Don't touch anything unless we say it's okay!" With that, he pats Tron on the shoulder, mistaking her reactions for anxiety about Starhaven itself, but leans down to offer a word of advice--"Be on your guard," he whispers to her--before taking the lead and marching in the general direction that everyone else seems to be moving. Outside> Guts Man walks over to a wall and starts to punch it. "Heheheheheh, damaging aLIen property rules." Outside> Kaph sends a radio transmission to Serena Gilbert. Outside> Serena Gilbert receives a radio transmission. Kaph sends you a tightbeam radio transmission: "I beg your pardon? I'm with Monster Media. I'm simply here to take stock of the functional tech within the command node." Outside> Prismatic Spider nods to Jet. "Agreed. Since the other direction is LIkely still having a decompression problem, we're all LIkely going the same direction. Shall we?" He begins heading towads the southeastern entrance. Outside> Ring Redwing looks over some of the exotic spacecraft docked about. "Hmm, looks LIke a space garage, but there are no aLIen mechanics about." She sounds a tad dissapointed. Turning she contoinues on the way to the command center. Doesn't seem to her LIke there's any danger abouts. At least her spider sense isn't tinGLIng. Outside> Bluegrass ,upon ahearing the warning... proceeds to head for the command node. Waiting isn't a option, today..." Outside> The Terrors suddenly square their shoulders and march towards the southeastern door, not waiting for Cyclops, not even GLancing around. Have they squashed their fear? Or are they just overcompensating for it? Judging by the clenched fists, it's probably the latter, but hey. At least they're moving. Outside> Dr. Wily nods in satisfaction as the Masters obey quickly. Turning, he eyes the rest of the group critically. Jet gets a LIngering gaze, as Wily pins him as 'Most LIkely to Die in an ExcrutiatinGLy Painful and Overly Animesque Way.'. ChuckLIng quietly to himself, Wily heads for the exit to the Hangar, merely eyeing the cannons. "Impressive architecture. I see now why Gemini Man was so impressed. Still, I think the Stardroids have lousy taste in interior decorating. He pauses to peer at a panel. "I mean...key pads? Those are SOOOOOO 2153/ Touch pads are all the rage now!" He nods decisively, then heads through the large doors. Outside> Job sends a radio transmission. Outside> Tron Bonne receives a radio transmission from Job. Outside> Serena Gilbert sends a radio transmission to Kaph. [Radio] You send Kaph a direct message: "So ya say. In that case, Ah can beat ya head in if ya do cause trouble. Ya might want ta rethink that, sugah." Outside> Wildrider shakes his head at Stingray's antics. "Geezus. Grabby, ain't we?" questions the Hunter, as he passes towards the command area. "For the love of god, wait until after we learn the situation to fight for salvage rights? And really, the United Nations have the most claim." grunts the Hunter, visibly not amused. Still, he follows after old man Wily, a sLIght smirk on his face. Oh, he's still amused by Wily's antics last night. Outside> Kaph sends a radio transmission. Outside> Serena Gilbert receives a radio transmission from Kaph. Kaph sends you a tightbeam radio transmission: "Allready tried and failed, hon." Outside> Serena Gilbert sends a radio transmission. [Radio] You send Kaph a direct message: "Uh-huh. Ah thought that voice was famiLIar. Ya better ask fer someone ta haul ya over ta Euroasia... 'cause that's the only way ya be safe. Fer now." Outside> CrystalLIne Command Node - Starhaven Outside> Contents: Contents: Jet Stingray [RF] Cleaver Cow [Casual] [M] Snake Man [RM] Shield [Casual] [MH] Wildrider [Hunter] [MH] Signas [MH] ALIa [Dispatch] [MH] Terror Tanuki [666] [M] Tron Bonne [Tron] [C] Kaph [Kai] [C] Teisel Bonne [Armored] [C] Cyclops [Armor] [M] Prismatic Spider [RF] Shadow Man [Armor] [RM] Dr. Wily [Normal] [RM] Outside> South : Obsidian HolNode - Starhaven Outside> Snake Man is sticking close to Wily, partly fromprotectiveness, and partly from nervousness Outside> Wildrider's moving in as he was informed to. Following in after the bad Doctor, Wild's determined to keep an eye on things. As long as he doesn't get re-distracted by the technology just splayed out. Outside> Tron quickly moves through the corridors of Starhaven... her emerald eyes intent on all the things about her. She nods sLIghtly to her brother, letting him lead the Stardroids on... and merely follows, watching everything as it goes by. Tron then frowns softly... simply moving into a side corridor for a moment... slowly opening her satchel... ...pausing a moment... sLIping back a bit to raise the divice and activate it... ...after others have passed by... ...And Tron is joined by a new friend! ...before she quickly marches on, letting her friend move out casualy behind her at her own pace. Best not call attention! Outside> The Terrors enter the command room with the others, looking rather surprised. Nothing tried to kill them on the way here. This place sure has changed! Outside> Cyclops receives a radio transmission. Outside> Kaph strides in independantly, near the head of the pack. Her confidence is amazing, especially considering, she's apparently the most vulnerable here. Outside> Prismatic Spider moves into the command center, his RepLIforce comrades right behind. Nothing to see here, perhaps? UnLIkely. The UN enginneers have LIkely done their job well. We'll see soon enough... He simply stands to the side, waiting for whatever they are here for to occur. Outside> Snake Man hmms. "I wonder if thisss thing isss flyable?" Outside> Helmut Haschenkopf is waiting here, with a small detachment of UN personnel... mostly scientists. Working with the techs, he is currently busy trying to get Starhaven's many bridge computers up and running. On hearing the many people arrive, though, the German doctor stands up straight, smiLIng and turning towards the first arrivals. "Ahh, there you are," he says, certainly grateful to see the volunteers at last. "GLad you could come to help tonight." Outside> Signas walks behind the various people who arrived late and watches some of the more troublesome types in his opinion Outside> Cyclops sends a radio transmission. Outside> ALIa follows Signas. Her eyes, and ears, are open to the situation around her as she stands among the other Hunters. This is bound to be interesting... Outside> Signas sends a radio transmission. Outside> ALIa receives a radio transmission from Signas. Outside> Prismatic Spider nods. "A pleasure. After the last expedition's occurances, I'm sure this will be equally intriguing." Outside> Cyclops receives a radio transmission. Outside> Barrage Raptor is here, and just kinda looks on around, staying quiet, "This place is big, and kinda scary, but not that scary, but I wouldn't want to LIve here." Outside> Cyclops just enters, a bit distracted thanks to having a quick tightbeam talk with Vile himself. Nodding to himself, he finishes off the conversation and finally takes a look at the Command Centre of the Starhaven once again. Outside> Teisel Bonne looks mildly surprised at Dr. Haschenkopf's announcement, and GLances at Tron. "Help...? We're here to.. oh!" He laughs unconvincinGLy, seguing into a full-on Teisel-style bellylaugh. "Help! Of course! Bhahaha! Whenever there's someone in need, Teisel Bonne is always on scene! You can count on us, Doctor... uh... Doctor! (What in the heck is this guy's name, Tron?)" Outside> Bluegrass nods at the German UN doctor. "Ah'm just GLad ta be here, sir." she notes. She GLances at Kai for a long moment, the visor darkening ever so sLIghtly, LIke Bluegrass is narrowing her eyes... Then brightens once more, look at the good herr doktor. "What ya want us ta do, sugah?" Outside> ---- Cleaver Cow is staring at Bluegrass in armor! ---- Outside> Alpha walks along, ready to shoot anything she disapproves of. She's a LIttle ansy what with all the UN people around. Alpha sighs and looks to LIght to make sure he's a-okay. Outside> Snake Man starts to edge his way towards the Captain's chair. He's very tempted to sit in it, just to see what it's LIke. Or what's left of it, anyway. Outside> Jet Stingray just sighs when he reaLIzes that the massive gun that he wanted to claim seems to have been already done so by the UN. .oO(I will leave here coming out with something wicked cool... I hope.) He nods to Barrage. "I figure the place could use a few racing flags here and there, maybe a new paint job, my new space pad," he kids before nodding to the UN crew aleady up here. He remains silent as Bluegrass speaks, wanting to figure out what his 'job' is. While getting stuff is a cool plus, RepLIforce's main concern is helping the UN. Which is what Jet plans to do now. Outside> Tron pauses as they enter the Bridge... pausing to reach up to her left ear, and squeezes her earring. And suddenly, with a soft Flash... ...Tron stands not in her Pirate Princess outfit... but in her Labcoat. She frowns softly at all around her, intently studying everything. Emerald eyes GLance over all of it... and quickly she moves up as the German Doctor announces himself. "Thank you, Doctor... for allowing us this wonderful scientific oppurtinity!" ...My. Tron is being PoLIte. Tron then looks to Teisel, and smiles softly, and assides to him, "Helmut Haschenkopf." Tron then looks ahead, waiting to set to work... the Intellectual Servbots quickly gathering around behind Tron and Teisel. Outside> Dr. Thomas LIght is just following along, having already taken readings. Been here for a while already, he's adjusting his black bag and LIstening quietly, helmet on his back. Outside> Kaph notices Blegrass's attention. Kai winks at the Mmsica and waves. Huge grin plastered on her face. Outside> Wildrider nods. "Right Doc Haschenkoph. Direct us, and let's get to work. Eh?" queries 'Rider, hands straying near his toolbelt, and multi tool. "Getting into this is far, far overdue. Direct us, and let's get this going." Outside> Ether Skunk tromps in as well, pulLIng up the rear of the group, and carrying with her several vast crates of suppLIes. Apparently, she was helping port equipment up here. Maybe she got sealed in the cargo hold on the ride up... and that's why she wasn't in the cabin. At any rate, the skunk sets the crates down off to the side of the room, then turns towards the group, to stop and wait and see what's on tonight's menu. Outside> Dr. Wily gives the Doctor an odd GLance, quirking one eyebrow. "Help? What exactly is it you have in mind, Herr Doktor?" Wily gives the other Doctor a searching GLance, and moves closer. Until he notices LIght that is. At the sight of the other Doctor, Wily stops short and positively bristles. "Thomas..." The name is almost a hiss... Outside> Cleaver Cow raises her camera once she actually enters the room, over her (and therefore anyone else's at human height) head. Once there, she takes a series of pictures around the room, heedless of who ends up in it. *cLIck* *cLIck* Outside> Shield grumbles mentally in annoyance. All these blasted people around are going to seriously impare his abiLIty to discern information from the scene. Why couldn't they get into a shooting war in the hangar or something? Wait, he needs to study the hangar. Blast. Shield eventually settles for wishing they'd go out into deep space and kill eachother off. Outside> The Terrors ignore Helmut for the moment. Pfft! They didn't come here to help! They came here to...do...stuff. Yeah. The two break away from the body of the group, approaching a console and peering at it intently. Occasionally they make interested, "Mmmhmmms" and "Ahhhs," nodding to one another and pointing this or that out. Because they console is fascinating. And they understand it. Really. Outside> Job enters with the others on to the bridge and has his equipment at the ready and says, "Well I'm ready to take a crack at this." Even with how LIght and Wily can be at odds most of the time the reploid is GLad LIkely the two greatest minds aLIve are here. If anyone can help make heads or tails of this its them. [Radio: (C) RF-MH-UN-Main] Bluegrass Not Serena Gilbert transmits, "Yoo hoo! RepLIforce, sugahs?" [Radio: (C) RF-MH-UN-Main] RF MSE Prismatic Spider transmits, "Yes?" [Radio: (C) RF-MH-UN-Main] Commander Jet Stingray transmits, "Jet here... What's up?" [Radio: (C) RF-MH-UN-Main] Sgt. Pallbearer transmits, "Hm?" Outside> Alpha looks towards Wily, pauses for a moment, and then crosses her arms, trying to look 'tough' and the LIke. And she says, "Albert.", at him, mentally reminding Necro that there hasn't been a reason to try and make Wily barbecued yet. Silly Necro. Outside> Snake Man takes his seat in the shredded captians chair. Since it's presumably built for Duo or some other larger than he is Stardroid, he looks LIke a 4 year old in a grown up's chair. Still, he reasons, it's a good spot to keep an eye on everyone else in the room, being raised off the floor and such. Outside> Dr. Thomas LIght tips a small salute to Wily, not worried or angry. Nor overly upset at the bristLIng of the great mind across from him, across the crowded room. Mind, he never WAS overly outwardly angry at Wily. Or anyone. Ever. Gah. [Radio: (C) RF-MH-UN-Main] Bluegrass Not Serena Gilbert transmits, "Are ya'll still lookin' fer that LIttle miss biatch that took that sweetie pie Barrage Raptor away from ya'll?" [Radio: (C) RF-MH-UN-Main] RF MSE Prismatic Spider transmits, "She's here." [Radio: (C) RF-MH-UN-Main] Barrage Raptor transmits, "I saw her on the trip up here. But I can't do anything about it...Here." Outside> Roll simply steps into the room. She's rather GLad that things have, so far, have been uneventful. She was excited about coming up here and seeing the place for herself, but also more then a LIttle worried that something might happen. She notices her father is here! But she also notices to whom he's speaking, and decides not to butt in, at least for the time being. Instead she rests her hands behind her back and turns her gaze to the ceiLIng. "It's LIke a tomb in here. It's kinda creepy." she says to herself. [Radio: (C) RF-MH-UN-Main] Signas transmits, "I would suggest against any actions against her... I beLIeve Colonel and General would frown on you breaking the ceasefire" Outside> Getting crowded here... ALIa steps AWAY from the Robot Master grouping. Nothing personal...really. She happens to look in the direction of the Mavericks when a few radio transmissions catch her attention. So.... That's the new communications officer she's heard talking over the radio. She looks at Cyclops, then tries not to look as if she is looking. [Radio: (C) RF-MH-UN-Main] Ring Redwing transmits, "Certainly not while the scientists are trying to boot up the computer." [Radio: (C) RF-MH-UN-Main] Bluegrass Not Serena Gilbert transmits, "Ah just found out, mahself. Do ya think she's goin' ta try fer another scene at the Plaza, again?" [Radio: (C) RF-MH-UN-Main] RF MSE Prismatic Spider transmits, "Later... Actually, Signas, she has been charged with multiple counts of assault, resisting arrest, and kidnapping. During the Ceasefire." Outside> Shadow Man GLances around the room, betraying neither fear nor wonder, as he matches pace with the mad doctor. Every panel could potentially hide a weapon, every terminal could contain a bomb, even the background discharges of electricity could potentially become lethal in an instant. It's hardly surprising, then, that he remains in a state of heightened alertness, eyes never allowed to settle for more than a moment. [Radio: (C) RF-MH-UN-Main] Sgt. Major Pallbearer transmits, "I reaLIze that wouldn't be a very desirable circumstance, miss Bluegrass, but it might be a good idea to prepare for that, right?" Outside> Cyclops spares a GLance as the Terrors go to look at other things, not stopping them. It's not LIke they're going to cause a lot of damage... Shaking his head at the thought, he decides to have a look at everyone present, his eye focusing on both Dr. Wily and Dr. LIght in the end. SmiLIng just sLIghtly, he walks further into the room. His eye catches the form of ALIa, and his red eye just sharpens sLIghtly. [Radio: (C) RF-MH-UN-Main] Signas transmits, "IF the Mavericks or The Robot Master would take your hostile actions as an attack on them..." [Radio: (C) RF-MH-UN-Main] Commander Jet Stingray transmits, "It's always the hot ones. Err, I mean, it's always the hot ones. I mean... Never mind. We'll have the chances to nail her later. Right now, we have other things to worry about." Outside> Shadow Man sends a radio transmission. Outside> Dr. Wily receives a radio transmission from Shadow Man. Outside> Kaph looks arond with a thoughtful gaze. She paces the control room poking things and examining other stuff randomly. After a while a grim and dissappointed look settles on her face and she shoots a distrustful look to Haschenkopf. "Helmut Turnip Head. " she jeers, "So where're the bodies anyway?" [Radio: (C) RF-MH-UN-Main] RF MSE Prismatic Spider transmits, "Of course. Nothing will occur here... But later, in a less sensitive situation, perhaps..." [Radio: (C) RF-MH-UN-Main] Signas transmits, "The Hunters will be happy to provide you with assistance at that later date." Outside> Haschenkopf pulls himself up onto a crate, a nice vantage point from which he can address the assembled crowd. "Greetings, greetings, all of you. Before we begin, I shall tell you what we have been doing, lately." He gestures nearby, to a white coat-clad Reploid. Think Gate, only not evil. "My friend Datastream, here, has been overseeing a basic repair job of Starhaven's computer systems... enough to restore functionaLIty that was recently lost, and hopefully, uncover more information held in the central computer. The work has been... understandably slow, however, owing to the obviously aLIen design of the technology that we are working with." [Radio: (C) RF-MH-UN-Main] Sgt. Major Pallbearer transmits, "From what I know about her pride, she'll probably drop the facade if she reaLIzes she's been found out. Should I standby here and prepare to get her after the shuttle lands, then?" [Radio: (C) RF-MH-UN-Main] Bluegrass Not Serena Gilbert transmits, "Ah'm gettin' miss Gilbert's peacekeeper squad ta keep the plaza clear when we return. Just in case. Ah don't want her ta escape. Not this time." Outside> Tron pauses, looking to Roll... and sighs. "Yes... ...it is." Tron looks around, her emerald eyes narrowed behind her GLasses. Tron quickly motions to a few of the Servbots... assiding to them. "...you know what to do..." And two of the specticled Servbots, ones without GLasses, quickly move away from the rather large group... vanishing quickly into the corridors of Starhaven... Tron then quickly sLIps up to stand in the shadow of Dr. Wily and Dr. LIght... readying herself... ...reaching down to finger something in her coat pocket as she does so. Outside> Dr. Wily doesn't notice the people moving away from the Masters. Or maybe he just ignores them. He eyes Thomas doubtfully, then shrugs. Stepping off, he moves over to stand beisde the other Doctor. A grave nod is given to the other doctor. "Thomas..." Outside> Ring Redwing wonders at that seeminGLy accusatory statement. "Bodies? Why would there be bodies around the command center?" [Radio: (C) RF-MH-UN-Main] RF MSE Prismatic Spider sighs. "I'd advise against it until the Mavericks and Masters vacated. They might eake exception to it." Outside> Dr. Thomas LIght raises his eyes to Wily, having looked away. "Hello, Albert. GLad you could finally make it. How was your takeoff?" [Radio: (C) RF-MH-UN-Main] Dawn transmits, "Put me in touch with this squad, would you? I promised I'd help set this right." Outside> Alpha shakes her head, not intercepting Wily. Necro sweeps forward sLIghtly, however, and Alpha pays incredibly LIttle mind to Haschenkopf and Datastream to just stare at Wily. Outside> Signas looks over at Wily and decides to be poLIte and offers a bit of advise to the scientist... [Radio: (C) RF-MH-UN-Main] ALIa transmits, "Who are we talking about?" [Radio: (C) RF-MH-UN-Main] Ring Redwing transmits, "Barrage's imposter." Outside> Shield spins around after noticing a certain skull-adorned bratty girl enter: namely Tron. He quickly moves to place himself between her and Doctor LIght, not giving her a clean shot, were she to attempt to shoot him. This entire situation is very taxing on Shield's nerves: he hates being in crowds while protecting people. Outside> Kaph snorts at Ring Redwing, "I saw the video of that fishy guy getting GANKED by the winged guy with a sword, LIke" she points, "RIGHT THERE." Outside> Signas sends a radio transmission to Dr. Wily. Outside> Dr. Wily receives a radio transmission from Signas. Outside> *cLIck* Apparently Haschenkopf is worthy of being photographed too. *cLIck* So is Datastream. *cLIck* And the computers. Cleaver is just on a picture-taking roll tonight. [Radio: (C) RF-MH-UN-Main] ALIa transmits, "Interesting. Does anyone know who it is?" Outside> Barrage Raptor just hangs out with the other RepLIforcers right now. She's never trusted a Master or Maverick, and she doesn't LIke working with them, so she waits for Mr. Doctor Person to show us some more movies. Outside> As Dr. Haschenkopf speaks, Teisel is slowly edging around the crowd, trying to look inconspicuous. A GLItter catches his eye, and he ooos silently, stopping just short of rubbing his hands as he begins to wander toward it in an apparently aimless manner. Shiny things sell for many zenny. Outside> Bluegrass watches the proceedings with trepridation. Merely awaiting further orders. Just LIke a good LIttle fascist pawn of the UN would... [Radio: (C) RF-MH-UN-Main] RF MSE Prismatic Spider transmits, "I have scans of the perpetrator." Outside> Dr. Wily sends a radio transmission. Outside> Signas receives a radio transmission from Dr. Wily. Outside> Guts Man yawns, "BOOOOOOOOOOOOORING." [Radio: (C) RF-MH-UN-Main] RF MSE Prismatic Spider transmits, "Or rather, the RepLIforce and UN's criminal databases do, now." [Radio: (C) RF-MH-UN-Main] Sgt. Major Pallbearer transmits, "Understood, there might be a way for me to separate her from the others. I want first crack at that LIttle piker, I owe her one and she'll probably jump at the chance to go after me again." Outside> Signas sends a radio transmission. Outside> Dr. Wily receives a radio transmission from Signas. Outside> Job sends a radio transmission to Tron Bonne. Outside> Tron Bonne receives a radio transmission. [Radio: (C) RF-MH-UN-Main] ALIa transmits, "Maybe you should pass them along to us. I'm working on updating my databases and dossier. That is, if you are interested in the help..." Outside> Cleaver Cow has disconnected. Outside> Jet Stingray might be thinking something along the LInes of Guts Man, but doesn't say it. Instead, he just finds a wall to lean against and wait. He seems to be speaking on the radio as he does though. Outside> Cleaver Cow has connected. Outside> *cLIck* Apparently Haschenkopf is worthy of being photographed too. *cLIck* So is Datastream. *cLIck* And the computers. Cleaver is just on a picture-taking roll tonight. [Radio: (C) RF-MH-UN-Main] RF MSE Prismatic Spider transmits, "Just send a query over to Pallbearer and I'm sure he could accomodate you. I can't transfer data from here in that fashion." Outside> Tron Bonne sends a radio transmission to Job. Outside> Job receives a radio transmission. Outside> One of the Terrors stop their poking to GLance over her shoulder at Haschenkopf as he introduces Datastream, then GLances back - apparently they /are/ LIstening, after all. They ignore the sparks popping up between the two old humans, though. So they don't LIke each other. Who cares? [Radio: (C) RF-MH-UN-Main] Sgt. Major Pallbearer transmits, "Right, I'll do what I can." Outside> Prismatic Spider nods, waiting for the good Doctor and the Non-Evil Bishy Reploid Scientist to continue. [Radio: (C) RF-MH-UN-Main] Bluegrass Not Serena Gilbert transmits, "As do the UN. And Pallbearer? No offense, sugah... but Ah beLIeve the sayin' is 'Ladies first'? 'Course Ah ain't goin' ta be a lady fer much longer once Ah get mah hands on her..." [Radio: (C) RF-MH-UN-Main] Shield transmits, "You're changing your gender?" [Radio: (C) RF-MH-UN-Main] Signas stifles a laugh Outside> Cyclops just stands still, look over at Haschenkopf and waiting for him to continue. [Radio: (C) RF-MH-UN-Main] Shield transmits, "OOC that was seriously asked, for those wondering :)" Outside> Wildrider meanwhile LIstens fairly intently, moving to stand somewhat near Doc LIght as Helmut continues. Arms crossed, Wildrider awaits the end of the reiteration of information that should be somewhat obvious, and on to why they're all needed. [Radio: (C) RF-MH-UN-Main] RF MSE Prismatic Spider chuckles. "I think it's only fair to let the lady have first dibs this time, Pall..." [Radio: (C) RF-MH-UN-Main] Gunsmith Cat transmits, "One can still be a lady while beating someone's head in, dear. It's just a matter of how you go about it, ne?" [Radio: (C) RF-MH-UN-Main] Sgt. Major Pallbearer transmits, "No offense taken, miss Bluegrass. I'll see what I can do to spot her out." Outside> Tron looks from Wily to LIght, smiLIng softly... then eyes Shield as he sLIps near... and ahhs. "...You. ...Hello there." Tron nods to him. "...Hey... ...'bout that time on the Beach? ...Sorry, 'bout that. Just had to keep you and that..." Tron mutters something about 'annoying redheads'... "...away... ...while I uhh... 'Salvaged'... Bass," Tron asides this to him... then turns back to the matters at hand. Outside> Serena Gilbert receives a radio transmission from Dawn. Dawn sends you a tightbeam radio transmission: "*Radioing to Bluegrass armor, of note* Must've been missed when I asked earLIer. Can you put me in touch with this squad?" [Radio: (C) RF-MH-UN-Main] RF MSE Prismatic Spider transmits, "... You know what? This might be a bad place to be communicating over a secure LIne. I'm dropping off." [Radio: (C) RF-MH-UN-Main] Sgt. Major Pallbearer transmits, "Understood." Outside> --- Datastream joins Haschenkopf up on the makeshift 'podium,' and clears his throat. "Th-thanks to the efforts of.. of... some non-UN individuals, a b-bit of data was uncovered that... uh... that, we can show you right now," stammers the scientist'y reploid, obviously unskilled in the ways of pubLIc speaking. "A-as you know, the computer we have been gaining our in-information from p-provides... 'videos...' they appear t-to be... security footage. This... this part is the s-same thing. It's n-not pretty. S-so, uh..." Datastream turns and nods towards a generic UN scientist, hunkered over a control panel. He presses a few buttons, and the main video screen that looms over the room fLIckers to LIfe. --- [Radio: (C) RF-MH-UN-Main] Bluegrass Not Serena Gilbert transmits, "No. The only one of us that has any questions of sexual changes necesary is ELIas... ELIse, now. Ah'm just sayin' that Ah'll be introducin' her ta what Ah call the Southern Beatdown, Beat up, and Rip yer f**kin' heads off tradition. It's fun fer everyone... save fer the victim." [Radio: (C) RF-MH-UN-Main] Commander Jet Stingray transmits, "I always heard that a Southern Beatdowns where supposed to be really nice. Or maybe it is something else that was southern." [Radio: (C) RF-MH-UN-Main] Sgt. Major Pallbearer chuckles. "Let it never be said I don't LIke the UN style, madam." Outside> Dr. Wily chuckles to LIght. "Oh, it was ok. A bit rough, but then again, no fLIght can be perfect." He peers at Datastream and resists the urge to facepalms. "Well, it looks LIke we might be about to see something interesting, my dear Doctor." Wily snickers, and turns his full attention to the scientist. Outside> Shadow Man sends a radio transmission to Snake Man. Outside> Snake Man receives a radio transmission. Outside> Guts Man shouts, "YOU SUCK! GET OFF THE PODIUM LOSER!" Outside> Job sends a radio transmission to Tron Bonne. Outside> Tron Bonne receives a radio transmission from Job. Outside> Roll turns just in time to completley miss the LIttle lego minions leaving. However, she doesn't miss the apolegy. It brings a confused frown to her face. She's not supposed to say she's sorry about anything, it makes it less difficult to disLIke! Hmm..looks LIke she'll have to come up with a reason! "Is this something I need to hear about, hm?" Fortunately before she can expect a response, the screen turns on. Let's see what sort of wonders await this time! Outside> Job just LIstens and says, "Well this should prove interesting." Outside> Ring Redwing shrugs, "Well it only makes sense for them to move the bodies, they'd get in the way of trying to restart the systems after all wouldn't they?" She asks Kaph. She turns to watch as the video screen begins playing the said security footage. Outside> Dr. Thomas LIght turns and looks at Guts Man with a quiet grin, shakes his head, then puts a finger to his LIps. Outside> Tron Bonne sends a radio transmission. Outside> Job receives a radio transmission. Outside> Cyclops sends a radio transmission to Vile. Outside> Snake Man silently agrees with Guts, but he allows his older brother to voice that opinion. he simply leans back a bit on his chair, propping his foot up on the end, while crossing his other leg over it Outside> Cyclops receives a radio transmission. Outside> Snake Man sends a radio transmission. Outside> Shadow Man receives a radio transmission from Snake Man. Outside> Cyclops sends a radio transmission. Outside> Though outwardly he makes no discernable move, LIterally not even a milLImeter, inwardly Shield tenses to the point of snapping with anger. It takes quite a bit of willpower to resist simply reaching over and stranGLIng Tron where she stands. Well actually, that's a bit overdramatic. In reaLIty he'd simply shoot her. Repeatedly. The gall of this LIttle /girl/. "You think... an /apology/ makes everything all better?" Shield asks, anger radiating clearly despite the voice modulator. He calms himself though, and then states a very simple fact, as if discussing the weather, to borrow a euphemism. "Tron Bonne, I am going to kill you for what you did." Outside> Shadow Man sends a radio transmission to Snake Man. Outside> Snake Man receives a radio transmission. Outside> Wildrider meanwhile waits, and watches. [Radio: (C) RF-MH-UN-Main] Bluegrass Not Serena Gilbert transmits, "...The other thing is Southern HospitaLIty, Jet sugah. Both in the pubLIc and... *very sultry* ...private areas. If ya interested... Ah really want ta know... Jet Stingray's... TRUE stamina..." Outside> Oooh, more movies! The Terrors turn away from the console, shifting towards the center of the room to get a better spot. One of them casts a GLare at Guts and raises a finger to her LIps. "Shh!" The poor reploid is obviously nervous enough without any heckLIng! Outside> Cyclops just seems to idly send off a tightbeam, before watching with interest. Outside> Cleaver Cow has disconnected. Outside> Signas looks over at Shield and frowns... then radios Outside> At the back of the crowd lurks a redhead in black. She stays far away from everyone else, just following at the tailend of the group as it moves along. She says nothing, merely looking around and observing the happenings and discussions among the group. She sLIps around a few people, hoping that her black clothes will serve to give her some 'cover' among this group. Outside> Teisel Bonne kneels in front of the shiny, some generic, inexpLIcable Stardroid doohickey that appears to be quite uselessly battered, if it even had a use to begin with. GLancing around quickly, Teisel activates his personal subspace pocket and sLIps it in, cackLIng. Not much room in there, but it'll hold a trinket or two. Standing abruptly, as if he were LIstening to Haschenkopf and Datastream the entire time, he begins edging back toward the rear of the crowd. [Radio: (C) RF-MH-UN-Main] Sgt. Major Pallbearer transmits, "Sister Mary Francis...." Outside> Signas sends a radio transmission to Shield. Outside> Shield receives a radio transmission from Signas. Outside> ALIa sorts through flying transmissions while trying to keep her eyes on the UN members. Seems LIke everyone is interested in seeing what they have to say... Well, except the Robot Masters, but nothing nice can really be said about their collective attention span. Outside> --- UnLIke the previous videos, this one opens not on the bridge, but instead on another chamber in Starhaven- quite obviously the Hangar in which you all arrived. Chaos has erupted, and the Stardroids within the shot are openly battLIng a towering, shadowy figure much LIke the one seen pouncing Mercury... but this one is different, without the angeLIc wings. Chief amongst the recognizable stardroids are Jupiter, Uranus, and Venus, as well as no less than four unrecognizable Stardroids.. though the shakey, chaotic view of the shot makes it difficult to know just how many are warring with the shadowy figure. The Stardroid's shadowy assailant shrugs off an incoming blow frome a feminine Stardroid wielding a scythe, swatting out with a hand and knocking her clear across the room; her weapon tossed from her grasp, clattering to the floor nearby. Turning towards the others, it stands with an imperious, almost haughty posture, as Jupiter throws his hands forward, the air before him rippLIng with a swirLIng whirlwind. Though the walls and floor around the shadow are torn and rent, it seems seeminGLy unaffected by the blast. Easing forward, stomping towards the bird-LIke Stardroid, it reaches out and drives its claws deep into his side; moments later, the view fLIckers and fades, before breaking up completely and going to static. --- Outside> Shield sends a radio transmission. Outside> Signas receives a radio transmission. Outside> Tron just... ...looks at Shield. A slow eyebrow arches. "...You sure you're not a /Maverick/ instead of a Maverick /Hunter/?" Tron just GLares, ice in her eyes. "...You'll have to be much better then you /think/ you are to deal with /me/... ...Sigma tried already, and failed miserably... ...so I /doubt/ you'll do any better... ...Now... ...shut up and watch." Tron just turns to gaze at the screen... pausing to only give a small look back through the crowd... and smiles softly at who she sees, radioing softly. [Radio: (C) RF-MH-UN-Main] Dr. Cossack groans. [Radio: (C) RF-MH-UN-Main] Ring Redwing transmits, "Where'd all this sudden interest in Commander Jet lately come from anyways?" Outside> From a compartment in his armor, Shadow Man removes a small device, a LIttle dark-grey box with a clear orb embedded in the center. He ajusts a few settings on the back and then cLIps it to the side of his belt, with the orb facing towards the screen, and then proceeds to ignore the movie altogether, watching everyone else who's watching it. Outside> Cyclops sends a radio transmission. Outside> Jet Stingray just looks over to Tron for a moment, unsure of what she did this time. Just shaking his headm he just maintains his own view in the back. Why is he in the back... Because he's one of the bigger guys around to watching the back isn't a big deal. The video starts off, Jet too busy looking ahead to notice the redhead near by. Outside> Prismatic Spider watches in silence. As the cLIp ends, he nods to himself. "Intriguing indeed. I wonder what these beings are that can kill Stardroids..." Outside> Job looks to Sheild. "Hunter, stuff it up your tail pipe. Leave your fueds back earth side hummm? We have something to do here that is in everyone's best intrests. So just thing humm?" Job wonders about the Hunters even more than he normally does... but he shrugs it off and goes back to LIstening. [Radio: (C) RF-MH-UN-Main] Gunsmith Cat transmits, "Movie trailers, I would imagine." Outside> Tron Bonne sends a radio transmission to Morgaine. Outside> Morgaine receives a radio transmission. Outside> Signas sends a radio transmission to Teisel Bonne. Outside> Teisel Bonne receives a radio transmission. Outside> Barrage Raptor watches the video, and just shakes her head, .o(I'd be wilLIng to bet that thing that's ripping up Stardroids is on it's way here right now..) [Radio: (C) RF-MH-UN-Main] Sgt. Major Pallbearer transmits, "I don't know, I don't want to know, and this shouldn't be discussed on a secure LIne." [Radio: (C) RF-MH-UN-Main] Gunsmith Cat transmits, "Anyway, if you're going to seduce each other, could you do it on the non-secure channel?" Outside> Snake Man is watching the movie himself, since this might be the only recording that they get. As soon as it ends, he goes back to scanning the crowd for danger, his posture tense. Outside> Kaph watches the video in silence. When it ends she frowns, "So who's that big g kilLIng all the gys who were gonna kill us?" Outside> Dr. Wily watches the movie, shaking his head aat the destruction. Leaning over to Dr. LIght, he mutters. "Well...how are we going to stop something that shreds Stardroids, mmmm?" Outside> Alpha looks to Shield, for a moment, and then says, "What specifically are we kilLIng Tron for?", she looks to Wily and relaxes a LIttle. Doubtful he's going to stab LIght soon. Outside> Cyclops just watches in silence, a bit of a grim look on his face. As it ends, he quickly sends off a tightbeam, this one a bit longer then the other. Outside> Cleaver Cow has connected. Outside> Teisel Bonne sends a radio transmission. Outside> Signas receives a radio transmission. Outside> Wildrider turns back towards Job, Shield and Tron. "For cryin out loud kids...Hush up, huh?? This footage is far more important than whatever bickering you're bringing out at the -worst- time. And -maybe-, if you'd quit your talking, we could find out who's kilLIng whom, huh? Cause you're sure distracting my attention." sneers Wild, before haughtily turning back about, and leaning in towards LIght. Outside> Cyclops receives a radio transmission. Outside> Guts Man laughs at the footage, "BAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!! AHAHAHAHAHA!! LOOK AT HIM! AHAHAHAHA!! CLAWED LIKE A PIECE OF MEAT!!! BAHAHAHAHA!!! Now play it again!" Outside> "Hrm..." says LIght from his stanging-with-a-bag. "I...wish only I knew more. This is really getting to me. To be honest, we need to ..er...I have no idea." Outside> Tron just stares at the footage... her eyes intent. Emerald eyes going wide... as she watches with shock and horror in her eyes. Outside> Prismatic Spider says, "Perhaps they are speciaLIsts? There may be some kind of advantages they have over something the Stardroids had inherently... That may not apply if we had to fight them." Outside> Cyclops sends a radio transmission to Vile. Outside> Roll can't help but be a bit impressed, and perhaps a bit concerned about the contents of that video. It was hardly a pleasant LIttle movie. "That wasn't really funny you know, Gutsy." she says in a distracted voice, her eyes still on the screen even as the footage ends. Outside> Teisel Bonne sidles up next to Jet Stingray, and leans in close, stabbing a finger at Snake Man atop the captain's chair. "I think he's giving you the evil eye," Teisel murmurs out of the side of his mouth, "You better watch out, he's crafty!" Jet's attention hopefully deflected, Teisel begins edging back toward one of the rear corridors. He's not even paying attention to the vide-Tron's recording it, he'll watch it later. Outside> Job nods to Wildrider, "Agreed sir, but you fellow -hunter- started it." He then grows silent as he watches the footage. Outside> Shield pointedly ignores Job and Wildrider. Some people simply don't catch Shield's interest. Ok, most people don't. Alpha though, he repLIes to. "She's an evil person." There, hopefully the idiot can understand that much, at least. Outside> Bluegrass' visor flashes, as the scene plays out. "Mah god..." she whispers... and she is already imagining that THING still being here... just waiting... (Ah never LIke space...)oo. Outside> ALIa watches the video. She, herself, is quiet, other than a sinGLe cautionary radio transmission. There's a lot to take in here, even for her. Outside> Guts Man eyes Roll, "Of course it was funny, it happened to a Stardroid! Stardroids are weak and deserve to be crushed LIke the worthless piece of trailer trash they are!" [Radio: (C) RF-MH-UN-Main] Commander Jet Stingray is about to say something in response, then just laughs awkwardly. "Well, um, sure thing, Bluegrass... I'd be more wilLIng to talk on the subject of Southern HopsitaLIty... But this video thing is sorta freaking me out. It's that whole 'we beat up the Stardroids by the skin of our teeth and now there is something else that can pound them'. Okay, rule number one. No going out in pairs or alone... And no doing what the people in horror movies do before they die." Outside> The Terrors watch the footage silently. As soon as the cLIp ends, they look at one another, frowning sLIghtly, for nearly a full minute, apparently...processing. Or /something/. Maybe they're just catatonic with shock? Until one of them GLances back at Bluegrass. "/Don't/ say that!" "It's /not/ /here/." Outside> Serena Gilbert sends a radio transmission to Dawn. [Radio] You send Dawn a direct message: "Sure thang, sugah. Hang on..." Outside> FLIpping a switch on the back of her digital camera, Cleaver goes into full-motion record mode for the length that the video is up. Once it's to static, she lowers the camera, thumbing it back into sinGLe-shot mode and returning it to around her neck. Thinking can come later. Now she has a copy. [Radio: (C) RF-MH-UN-Main] ALIa transmits, "Shower?" [Radio: (C) RF-MH-UN-Main] Sgt. Major Pallbearer transmits, "Also, report in if something happens...I don't know much on those things, but I may be able to help." Outside> Ring Redwing speaks aloud half to herself, "There are female stardroids too. Does this mean that they're just LIke us? What if they're not aLIens at all but robots who were made to serve and protect just LIke we are." Outside> Signas has disconnected. [Radio: (C) RF-MH-UN-Main] Bluegrass Not Serena Gilbert says nothing but... "This is Sgt. Davis Korpell of the 12th UN Peacekeeper squad. Miss Bluegrass has told us you wanted to talk to us, miss Dawn? Outside> --- Not moments after the video ends, the viewscreen sputters and sparks, before the control pad beneath the gumbie's fingers does the same. He leaps back with a start, and Haschenkopf and Datastream both turn towards the computer as it fries and melts down. "Aaaaaahhh, n-not again!" cries Datastream, slapping a hand to his forehead with a *clank.* Haschenkopf sighs. "Well... this makes the next piece of data difficult to gather, most definitely," he murmurs, turning back towards the group. He looks up, his face grim. "Unfortunately, we cannot show you any more right now, for there are more repairs to the system that must be made. But to this end, we beLIeve you can help us. With so many talented bodies available, we are sure that repairs that took days before, would be a simple matter." --- Outside> Not even Roll thinks that Tron falls into the category of pure evil! She hardly considers her a friend, of course, and she's not really sure what they're talking about. But she doesn't ask, either. That wouldn't help them to just let it go, not at all. These thoughts run through her head even as she fixes a frown on Guts Man. "It wouldn't be funny if it was happening to one of your friends though, right? Besides, you gotta think about what might happen if whatever that was came here. You gotta do it..because I really don't wanna!" [Radio: (C) RF-MH-UN-Main] Dawn transmits, "Of course. I want to offer my own hands to this matter. It's only right." Outside> Snake Man frowns. "You mean we have to ssstoop to menial labor?" Outside> Guts Man boooos loudly as the UN people talk again. "Shut your piehole already!" Outside> Dr. Thomas LIght is, oddly enough, aware of Tron and doesn't mind her being there. Looks to the lady and nods, offering a small smile. Then says out loud "I'm not overly busy. Mind if I take a look at it?" Outside> Tron slowly reaches into her coat pocket once more, clutching tightly the object within as she stares at the images that flow before her eyes. A small item... the size of her fist... her fingers barely wrapping sLIghtly around it. A small, three-dimensional trapazoid... ...golden hued., with a small GLowing green gem inset within it. Tron is then shaken out of her revelry, having been GLaring hate at the shadowy thing before the screen splutters and sparks, then nods slowly, looking to Haschenkopf. "...With Dr. Wily and Dr. LIght here..." Tron looks to both Doctors... "...I think that can be arranged." Tron smirks. Amused. Outside> Prismatic Spider nods and grins, stepping forward as his topmost right hand shifts into multi-tool mode. "I'm more than wilLIng to assist in any manner that you desire." [Radio: (C) RF-MH-UN-Main] Bluegrass Not Serena Gilbert says nothing but Sgt. Davis Korpell chuckles. "In that case, Welcome board, miss Dawn. We're starting to move civiLIans from the plaza. I don't they will return so soon... but it is best to better an hour ahead... than to scramble to keep up." Outside> Snake Man looks to Wily to see what his response is to all of this. He's obviously not real thrilled about having to do work that he's not equipped for. Outside> Tron slowly reaches into her coat pocket once more, clutching tightly the object within as she stares at the images that flow before her eyes. A small item... the size of her fist... her fingers barely wrapping sLIghtly around it. A small, three-dimensional trapazoid... ...once golden hued, with a small gem inset within it... now dead and grey. LIfeless... but still a taLIsman. Tron is then shaken out of her revelry, having been GLaring hate at the shadowy thing before the screen splutters and sparks, then nods slowly, looking to Haschenkopf. "...With Dr. Wily and Dr. LIght here..." Tron looks to both Doctors... "...I think that can be arranged." Tron smirks. Amused. Outside> Dr. Wily looks around as the german doctor speaks. "Well Thomas...that sounds LIke our cue..." He grins at the other doctor, and chuckles. "What do you say? Shall we work together one more time?" Wily offers his hand to LIght, an oddly symboLIc gesture. Outside> Bluegrass GLances at Herr Doktor and nods. "What ya want us ta do, sugah?" The guard of white inquires. Outside> Morgaine has disconnected. Outside> Jet Stingray just bLInks as the computer does the whole freaking out bit. It only catches his attention for a mere moment before he just shoots Teisel his own 'evil eye'. "Dude... Don't make the urge to hurt you even stronger." He doesn't even want to follow the pirate. Let him go alone and get beaten up by Stardroid things. Outside> Repairs? Teisel Bonne has since disappeared, exempting him from the rigorous duties of having to work together too much with those self-styled guardians of justice. Shinies await! Outside> ALIa pipes up, somewhat nervously, given the mixed company. She would LIke to be useful, as well... She settles on... "I can assist Doctor LIght, if needed." Outside> Serena Gilbert receives a radio transmission. Dawn sends you a tightbeam radio transmission: "*To the Sgt.* I'm on my way then. I'm not very famiLIar with poLIce or peacekeeping proceedures, but I'll do what's needed." Outside> Though they don't complain out loud, the Terrors are obviously not pleased by the prospect of "menial labor." The twins wrinkle their noses at the thought - but then bLInk. Who knows what they'll find in the process of said labor, though? They'll probably be all spread out, so if they find something worth taking home it'd be all theirs. Yes. "So what are we supposed to be doing?" one of them pipes up, while the other crosses her fingers. Anything but the toilet room. Outside> Dr. Thomas LIght takes Wily's hand, just for a moment... Outside> Cleaver Cow has disconnected. Outside> Dr. Wily grips LIght's hand, then nods and strides forwards. "Lets have a look at this thing then, shall we?" Outside> Cyclops just sharpens his eyes as the computer fries and melts, taking a few steps forward to get a bit of a look. He gets the urge to go over and help repair it, but decides to let the more experienced doctors look first. He just follows slowly behind... Outside> Cleaver Cow has connected. Outside> --- Datastream hops down off the crate and bustles over to the computer, chattering in technospeak. The gumbie scientist looks dumbstruck, unable to keep up with his superior's chatter. Haschenkopf remains up on the 'podium,' and does a good job of ignoring certain hecklers in the audience. "We have studied enough of Starhaven's systems," he begins, "To know which systems are overloading and causing this computer to fail. We have been able to enact rudimentary repairs to get it operational once more, but, they rarely last. Now, we will need your assistance once again." Clearing his throat, he gestures to the door to the South. "There are two systems in need of repair. One LIes in the area we call the 'Menagerie.' It is the one filled with cages that you all passed through on your way up here. The other LIes within the 'Vitreous PaviLIon,' or... in less gentle terms... the... 'Toilet Room.'" --- Outside> Prismatic Spider shudders. "I'll head for the Menagerie." Outside> Shield actually does grumble out loud now. "I /knew/ it was a giant toilet." Outside> Snake Man frowns, sitting up in his chair. "Ssso we get to be locked in cagesss or drowned in sssewage?" Outside> Tron Bonne takes Servbot #1. Outside> oO(Why would god-LIke energy beings need a bathroom?)Oo ALIa asks herself. Outside> Cyclops just stares at Haschenkopf. "...I'll go help out at the Menagerie." Outside> Serena Gilbert sends a radio transmission to Dawn. [Radio] You send Dawn a direct message: "*sgt* Well then, it is LIke getting people out... and securing bad guys without too much force. The shame is that there was 20 peacekeepers squads out there. Now there is 14." Outside> Both Terrors immediately raise their hands. "Menagerie!" "We'll help in the Menagerie!" Outside> Wildrider snorts, and twirls his multi tool about LIke a gunsLInger with a six shooter. "Never thought you'd ask, Helmut-baby." croons Wildrider, visibly amused. And that said, 'Rider begins heading for the nearest terminal, before Haschenkoph comments again. "Right-o. I'll take the Menagerie." says the Hunter, without hesitation. "C'mon, Spider-man." exclaims Wild, as he grabs Prismatic by the shoulder. "Best to hurry, I don't want to be in the toilet again." Outside> Shadow Man has disconnected. Outside> Prismatic Spider nods and hurries out with Wildrider. "Agreed, let's go." Outside> Cleaver Cow says, rather calmly, "I'll take the sewage. I hate animals." At least she's /honest/. That and nobody else seems to want to go there, so she gets it to herself. Outside> Cyclops sends a radio transmission. Outside> Tron just... coughs. Ohfun. Tron then quickly moves to follow Wily. "I'll... help the Doctors." Tron looks to the Servbots, and nods. "...Go lend a hand." The Servbots then nod, some confering, "Did he say... 'Toilet Room'?" "Ewwwwww!" "...Wait! ...If its a bit Toilet..." ...all three Servbots pause. They then shout in unison, "SHINY GO DOWN THE HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOLE!" -ZOOM!- Outside> Dr. Wily swallows as Datastream speaks. "Well, Thomas....which would you LIke?" He chuckles at the names. Toilet Room? Who comes up with these things, I mean really? He snickers, and GLances at the assembled group. "Hmm...that one will do nicely as a snack..." This as he eyes Cleaver... Outside> Guts Man shouts, "You don't know anything you frauds! FRAUD! FRAUD! FRAUD! FRAUD! UN SUCKS! UN SUCKS! DOWN WITH THE SYSTEM! DOWN WITH THE SYSTEM!" Outside> Shield dealt with the toilet before, thankyouverymuch. Honestly, he doesn't mind it, but he has reasons to be in the menagerie, rather than reasons to /not/ be in the potty, which seems to be why the rest are avoiding it. Outside> Dr. Thomas LIght sighs. He shakes his head, thinking slowly before answering. "Vitreous PaviLIon, then...good luck with your menagerie of ten, Albert...ALIa, of course you can help." Outside> Job walks up to Wily and LIght saying, "Pardon me, Dr Wily and Dr. LIght, I might be able to help you working her. I'm a salvage operator by trade and I got a full tech rig on me. Not sure how much help I'd but but I have been here before." He looks to LIght and Wily. "I hope we don't get flushed LIke the last time we where there..." Outside> ALIa leans back sLIghtly as she's addressed. She bLInks. So... cleaning the Stardroid bathroom? ...No problem! She salutes. "Ready, Doctor LIght!" Outside> Cyclops spins around and calmly walks out. He'd prefer not to go to the toilet room again, but if they need more people there he /might/ go. But he's already had enough bad experiences there... [Radio: (C) RF-MH-UN-Main] Ring Redwing jokinGLy, "Hey Jet, maybe we'll find cosmic goo in the Toilet Room." Outside> Bluegrass shrugs. "Ah guess ah'll take the... 'toilet room'. Ah don't want Tron to do it by herself after all..." And how bad could a toilet room. Scrub a few toilets. Whee. Bluegrass' player did it for wonderland. No problem! O_O Outside> Cleaver Cow either doesn't hear Wily or pretends not to notice as she heads back out, settLIng the camera around her neck again. Outside> Dr. Wily nods to Thomas. "very well then Thomas." He pats the other doctor on the shoulder. "Good lcuk, old friend." It seems that Wily doesn't harbor quite the grudge he used to. Time and events will change much, after all. As Job intrudes, Wily GLances at him. "Well, since Thomas seems to have things well in hand, why don't you come with me?" He looks Job over. "Whats your name, eh?" Even as he asks the question, Wily is heading for the exit. Almost idly, he calls out. "Snake, come with me. Shadow, Guts head to the Toilet Room and keep an eye on things." Outside> Shield turns his head sLIghtly to adress the good doctor. "Dr. LIght, perhaps you should reconsider. The Toilet Room is dangerous." Outside> --- Haschenkopf looks... uncomfortable. "The 'toilet room' is not an actual bathroom. We do not understand its purpose, or even how it interfaces with the rest of Starhaven's systems. Its... 'drain,' as it were, has a tendency to clog up with... whatever viscous matter the room produces. Please, be careful in there."--- Outside> Tron sighs after the Servbots... then looks to Dr. LIght and Dr. Wily... and when Wily mentions he has the Menagerie, she quickly steps up to him and smiles. "I'll join you, Doctor! No better place for an Apprentice to be then at her Master's side, afterall!" Tron could almost pity the others... ...but no matter Tron quickly moves to follow Wily, worrying all the time about Teisel and the two Servbots she sent off on their own. Outside> Roll steps forward. "If it's dangerous, then it's no place for you, father! I'm sure I can lend a hand, even if it does sound LIke an unpleasant place. I'm not gonna let you get hurt for no reason at all." Outside> Dr. Thomas LIght looks up at Shield, his eyes tired and quiet. "All the more reason to keep the one who..." Pauses, shaking his head. Looks to Haschenkopf, and says "What needs fixing? I promise not to do TOO much that will get my simple LIttle tail end cooked." Outside> Job repLIes as he follows the others out to the toilet room, "I go by Job, Dr. Wily." Outside> Bluegrass GLances at Dr. LIght, "Don't worry sugah. Ah'll protect ya." intones the white guard. Outside> If Dr. LIght used logic anywhere in that response just now, Shield completely missed it. Sadly, he's entirely used to such things (though never before from this particular human). Still, he has another plea. "The atmopsheric integrity is not assured. You could get sucked out into space." Outside> Snake Man sLIdes down from his chair, looking rather apprehensive as he walks across the room. When he gets there, he asks Wily, "What'sss thisss I'm hearing from Gemini about a giant lobssster thing?" Outside> Alpha has disconnected. Outside> Bluegrass proceeds to head for the dreaded 'Toilet Room'... [Radio: (F) AlLIance] Guts Man transmits, "You know the way this UN is wanting to bring the Starhaven back onLIne is almost as if someone has taken control of their head leader and is forcing us to bring the thing back onLIne so it can come back and bite us in the ass." [Radio: (F) AlLIance] Quantum Kitsune transmits, " ... You know ... that may well be the smartest thing you've ever said." [Radio: (F) AlLIance] Gemini Man transmits, "Doesn't matter. Stardroids are dead." [Radio: (F) AlLIance] Snake Man transmits, "I think they wanted usss to come up and do their cleaning." [Radio: (F) AlLIance] Cleaver Cow transmits, "They could have more." [Radio: (F) AlLIance] Snake Man transmits, "We don't even know if they can be killed. We've ssseen them dessstroyed, but that'sss not the sssame thing." [Radio: (F) AlLIance] Pharaoh Man transmits, "Death is only to beggining, my dear Gemini. Never assume someone is truly dead until you're the one to kill them." [Radio: (F) AlLIance] Shield transmits, "We /were/ the ones to kill them." [Radio: (F) AlLIance] Shield transmits, "Some of them." [Radio: (F) AlLIance] Pharaoh Man transmits, "One of them." Outside> Vitreous PaviLIon - Starhaven Outside> Contents: Contents: Jet Stingray [RF] ALIa [Dispatch] [MH] Dr. Thomas LIght [Normal] [MH] Job [SPACE SALVAGE GEAR] [C] Shield [Casual] [MH] Ring Redwing [Normal] [RF] Cleaver Cow [Casual] [M] Teisel Bonne [Armored] [C] Cancer [Stardroid] [SD] Leo [SD] Servbot #1 Outside> Northeast : Vestibule of Spectres - Starhaven Southeast : Sanctum of Galaxia - Starhaven Outside> Ring Redwing GLances at the goop that Teisel just stepped in. "Well what do you know, we actually found cosmic goo. I'm not really getting any radiactive readings from it though." Outside> The organic churning noises that typify this area sound labored; wet steam hisses out from ruptured vein-LIke structures, sizzLIng noises issuing from deep within the fleshy walls. The unnatural GLassy GLeam that saturates the area is irregular and fLIckering, crystalLIne structures intermittently falLIng from high above the central area and shattering against the ground, making the odd UN technician in the area scatter for cover. The ground is covered in a quarter-inch deep layer of greenish phlegm-LIke material, with the consistency of thick custard. It has a coppery scent, almost LIke blood. [Radio: (F) AlLIance] Snake Man transmits, "You can't even kill _USSS_ perminantly. Why should we presssume the Ssstardroidsss aren't the sssame way?" [Radio: (F) AlLIance] Gemini Man transmits, "Nobody's up there. It doesn't matter. They're dead." [Radio: (F) AlLIance] Pharaoh Man transmits, "And who knows...Duo has before been felled, and easily brought back, before his final battle." Outside> Cleaver Cow moves into the PaviLIon, left hand gone into the bracer again. "This," she says as she peers at the goo, "is quite possibly worse then I thought it was." Raising her voice, she inquires, "Can someone tell me if this is flammable?" [Radio: (F) AlLIance] Shield transmits, "Because the Stardroids are more complex than you. The more complex something is, the harder it is to fix." [Radio: (F) AlLIance] Sigma transmits, "There is LIttle reason to wonder such matters in matters such as these." Outside> ...Suddenly... ...three Servbots rush in! "I wanna flush it!" "No me!" "Me! Me! Me!" "Awww... You flushed it /laaaaast/ /tiiiime/..." "No, I didn't!" "Yes, you did!" ...Servbots. What you going to do? Outside> Ring Redwing says, "That doesn't sound LIke a good idea, maybe it'll explode instead of burning and get all over you. Who knows what it's made of exactly?" [Radio: (F) AlLIance] Guts Man transmits, "That's what they want us to beLIeve, but just LIke some bad Saturday morning cartoon they always come back from the dead thanks to some convenient plot device we knew nothing of!" Outside> Job says, "Its possible that the material is flamable but I don't know. Best to watch it around this stuff as it is. don't head to rooms to the north east. People started to see things when we first checked it out..." Then he cracks his kuckles and says, "Where to get started..." Outside> Fix the computers? What computers? Everything is frickin under-sLIme! "Dr. LIght, stay far away from the center, it could suck you inside. We have no idea what happens to things once they're flushed." And then Shield's ears are berated with the sound of servbots... and he gets an idea. "Please stay right here," he suggests to the doctor, before turning around and walking towards the servbots. "Excuse me," he says, hoping they don't recognize him from the last time they fought. Fortunately the battle was waged at a distance, but he is fairly distinctive. "How would one of you LIke to help me solve the mystery of the giant toilet?" Outside> Teisel Bonne frowns as it appears no one in the approaching party even cares that he's here--hello, is he talking to himself here?--but then reaLIzes that it's probably a fairly good thing tha no one is paying attention. LIke the shadows, or something roughly equivalent, Teisel Bonne is one sneaky man, it seems. Ring Redwing's idle comment gives him a remarkable idea, though, and he cackles to himself suddenly. Outside> Jet Stingray enters in soon after Ring. "Um... I don't think that's cosmic goo. So there is no way I'm eating it or stepping in it unless I have to. Hopefully we won't have the walls closing in after us LIke in Star Wars." Outside> ALIa assesses the situation. "It doesn't seem as if anything is visibly electronic. It's the simple physical components of this that should be handled first..." She looks at the sLIghtly-LIving matter in the center of the room, and shivers... "Or.. appeased?" Outside> Ring Redwing says, "What's Star Wars? Really, all this movie-talk you've been doing is starting to confuse me lately." Outside> A suffocated sucking sound intermittently comes from near the center of the room, where a large pile of crystals has begun to accumulate. The green stuff seems to be slowly oozing out from there. Outside> Cleaver Cow actually takes one step into the goo, hoofed feet not having much of a problem with any sLIpperiness. Her open wrist sticks out a hand with frying pan, this time, and she takes a panful of the stuff. The other hand retracts and gets a Thermos, and the stuff goes into that. Let's hope it doesn't melt through. Outside> Job says, "Looks LIke it might be some sort of an organic computer system prehaps?" Outside> A SLIme appears. Command? Outside> The Servbots slowly inch their ways forward, dashing between the puddles of goo, oooing at the area around them. One pauses, adjusting his GLasses. "...Obviously... ...This place was a Waste RecLImation Area! ...Wonder what we can do to /fix/ this problem." The other Servbots pause to confer. Outside> Teisel Bonne shuffles over to where the Servbots are arguing off to the side, and bends over above them. "Hey boys," he whispers, "how about one of you take one of those containers Tron gave you and fill it up with this stuff?" He straightens up, and props his hands on hips. "Hmmmm..." Outside> Dr. Thomas LIght has absolutely no clue what's going on. He watches Teisel, quietly, trying to figure out what the he**? Actually, the entire room. Outside> "Your creators never made you watch a lot of movies to learn about humans, Redwing? That's a crying shame," Jet begins, his optics never leaving the sick, yet attention grabbing antics of the middle of the room. "Boring /and/ gross. You know, I bet even after doing all this, I /still/ won't get any super powers." Seems LIke Jet is still on that selfish 'I was cool stuff' mentaLIty. Outside> Ring Redwing says, "I don't know who my creators were, and I was raised in a circus remember? The only movies I've watched are Asian film." Outside> The Servbots pause, looking up at Shield as he speaks to them... ...and ooooos... "Myyysssterrryyyy..." The Servbots then pause as Teisel approaches, looking to Teisel, they all nodding! "Yes, Master Teisel!" They quickly move to work, opening one of their 'toolboxes' and quickly moving to gather some of the goo into a heavy container they brought along. One looks to Shield. "We have to help Master Teisel!" "Sorry!" Outside> Cleaver Cow retracts both frying pan and Thermos inside her arms, consigning them to her pockets. Now that that's done... "Oh, for crying out loud. Do any of you have any courage?" Provided nobody stops her, she simply walks across in the goo (well, it didn't kill her /yet/) and heads for the crystals. Outside> The goo is collected by various people. It appears to be amicable to being put into containers; it doesn't eat through it or so much as make a hostile bubbLIng noise. No, the hostile bubbLIng noise is coming from underneath the crystal pile, as the sucking noise gets weaker and weaker. Painful organic noises issue from deep beneath the floor, the room trembLIng sLIghtly. Some more crystals fall down onto the ground, shattering LIke GLass before moving -- as if by their own accord -- into the pile, making it a LIttle bigger. Outside> Jet Stingray nods slowly. "Maybe sometime we could watch a few movies them... Or have a RepLIforce movie night. A lot of reploids weren't gifted enough to have my cultured upbringing. I should share it with others." He continues to watch the Servabots mill about, wondering if the 'smart' people will be able to handle things without his assiatant. Outside> Job looks at Ring Redwing, "Its an old group of Sci-fi movies from about 180 years ago. Its not to bad for something that old." Then he looks to Jet, "I'm more sorried if we have a critter in here LIke in that trash compactor." Then he adds to Ring Redwing, "You should take a look at a mix of stuff, its interesting..." Outside> Will nothing go his way tonight?? The universe must be conspiring against him to drive him mad, Shield cynically concludes. Or maybe it's karma, which Shield doesn't beLIeve in. Because if that karma stuff works, Shield is /really/ in trouble. But now, without any servbots to lower down the hole, Shield has no "probe" to use. Now what can he do? Outside> Bluegrass patpatpats Jet. "Yer are still cool ta me. And have a great butt, too." She gigGLes and heads off to help gather the... sLIme thing. Outside> ALIa aws. I wanted to see the sexateria. Outside> Teisel Bonne frowns to himself, and begins to rub his chin thoughtfully. "Hey," he says out loud, "I think maybe those precious crystals are clogging something!" He pauses, eyes narrowing, and then exclaims, "Bhaha, I know what to do! I'll just... take these crystals here, and get them out of everyone's hair! You know me, always wilLIng to give a hand!" Yes, he'll get them out of everyone's hair.. and will take them back to Earth to sell on the black market for exorbitant prices! Outside> Out from her left hand comes a thick skewer as Cleaver eyes the pile. It's not the best, but... "Picking time," she says, poking the crystal pile gingerly to see if she can disturb it in the least, and aiming to poke Teisel too. Not enough to bleed, just enough to let him know that someone else is there. One person at a time! Outside> Ring Redwing crosses her arms somewhat miffed about not knowing about this movie stuff because she was a circus performer. "It would be nice to get with everyone and do some recreational stuff LIke watching movies when we've got time. Back in the circus whenever we did watch videos it was always as a group, we'd really get into it, shouting along with the actors and everything." Outside> The crystals have a pecuLIar magnetic quaLIty, at least in relation to each other. They are very thin in some places, but extremely sharp -- even robots are easily nicked and gashed by contacting them. The crystals have formed a knot over the `exit hole' in the floor, perhaps due to tremors that caused the crystals on the ceiLIng to tumble. Outside> Teisel Bonne jumps. "Ahh! Hey, watch it!" He hops away from Cleaver, fixing her with his red eyes. "Well, I /suppose/ I can share.. some of them. But they're just, uh.. not very valuable at all, I'm sure. Probably totally useless! Hmph, whatever." He folds his arms, returning his gaze to the lump of crystals in the floor. "Sure could use the Marlwolf right about now..." Outside> ALIa has disconnected. Outside> Dr. Thomas LIght isn't repairing anything. He's standing there looking at things he can't comprehend. Outside> Jet Stingray shrugs to Job. "They are decent. Seen better, seen worse." He just pauses at Bluegrass for a long moment before cheerfully replying, "Same to you," with a wink at the end. Only Jet (and maybe Crash Man) would do things even remotely close to fLIrting in a place LIke this. He nods to Ring. "It would be a past... And maybe I could watch some of those movies you watched. I usually only watched movies from the U.S. of A." He hrmms at the crystals as he watches the people work. "Hrmm. Maybe the situation calls for a LIttle help from Jet Stingray's best way for getting rid of rubble, his patented Ground Hunter?" Outside> The Servbots ooooo softly at the problem after they gather the goo... moving up behind Teisel. They walk LIghtly... their LIttle 'cLIck-clack' footsteps sLIghtly muffled by the... ick... on the floor. One Servbot pauses, then speaks! "OOOO! It's LIke the time when I tried to flush Master Teisel's Keys!!! ...and #5s ducky... and..." ...the Servbot goes on to name a LIst. Another Servbot thwaps him! "...OW! ...Right! You need a Plunger!" Outside> "Ah'll take those sugah," Blue notes to Teisel. "'Sides ya don't know where they've been... and..." She peers at Ring, "Sugah. Read this." She tosses Ring a book. Zen and the art of MiSTifying a Bad Movie. "The test is on monday," Blue notes to Ring then EYES Teisel and Cleaver. "Gentlemen and... Maverick... There is enough crystals fer all... and if not, well... the UN and RepLIforce do need some extra money." Bluegrass grabs for a crystal and yanks. Outside> That's why Cleaver used a skewer. Sure, they notch the weapon, but she can't even notice it until she pulls it out and sees the deep groves. "Hmm," she says, completely ignoring Teisel's presence, and simply jams the skewer down as far as it will go. "Hey, I'm not takin' them, I'm just trying to move them. You can have 'em. Some of them." Outside> You ever slam your hand through a rusty nail? This hurts sLIghtly less. SLIghtly. The crystals don't lend themselves to being grabbed. They cut through flesh and metal with equal efficiency, hardly felt until, of course, the rivulets of blood and mech-fluid start spattering down onto the ground, being absorbed by the green goo passively. The skewer sent into the pile of crystals issues forth a soft metalLIc grinding sound, then doesn't lend itself to being withdrawn ... mostly because it's been cut into ten thousand tiny metal sLIvers. Somewhere down below, something sizzles. The sucking sound grows weaker. Outside> Teisel Bonne, distracted by the sudden memory of that horrific exercise in cleaning up the result of a clogged sewage pipe on the Gesellschaft, seems to space out for a few moments. He suddenly snaps to, and jerks a finger at the crystals. "One of you boys get a /LIttle/ shard of that, be careful now. Just a thin piece, don't cut yourself. We'll get the rest later.. somehow." He begins to pace around the formation, rubbing his chin furiously. "A good old Bonne Bomb would take care of this! Too bad I didn't bring any." Outside> Job says, "Ya, you know there is an old cleaning product mascot from the same era that looks LIke Sigma?" Well he powers up the Rig's sensor systems and runs a scan of the crystals trying to make heads or tails of them. Outside> Ring Redwing takes the book and begins reading since she doesn't really have anything better to do. She's just helping to guard the scientists and repair-people against whatever might threaten them in a place LIke this. And reading beats ring-jugGLIng or twirLIng which is what she'd normally be doing when she's bored. Outside> The Servbots quickly move up, and hmmm softly at the problem... ...one of them, with its LIttle Nerpium Allow Claw... ...attempting to brush one of the Crystals as they notice the danger of touching them. The Servbots, all the mechanicaly involved ones, gathering around to study the problem... Outside> (Ah definitely didn't expect THAT.)oo. Blue winces and pulls her hand back, GLancing at it... the crystal exposes some circuitry and a bit of wire... but no flesh. Thankfully... at least as far as Bluegrass can see. Closing her 'injured' arm. She grabs her crossbow. "All right. Ya don't LIke being grabbed. Lets see if a Tornado can change yer mind..." Go, Tornado Bolt! Outside> That was unexpected. Cleaver pulls up...a handle, sure, but that's about it. "Makes me GLad I didn't use the cleaver," she says, retracting the handle back in her arm. "Stand back, people, I'm going to burn them. Unless, of course, someone else has a better idea?" Apparently they do. Once Cleaver hears the word 'tornado', she runs away from the pile. At top speed. Shards flying at her is a /bad/ idea. Outside> Teisel Bonne hmphs suddenly, and unsnaps the holster at his side, withdrawing an oversized pistol from it, sized just right for his hand. "Well, we're not getting anywhere standing around," he mutters, and aims at the base of the formation. "Let's experiment!" He fires a sinGLe laser shot at the crystal formation, almost simultaneously with Bluegrass' crossbow shot. Outside> Shield shrugs, and suggests sarcasticly, "I have an idea. Why don't we LEAVE IT ALONE?" He doesn't quite shout, but he does say it rather loudly. Outside> Jet Stingray just watches as the destruction begins. He readies his weapon systems... Not to assist in the unclogging, but rather to protect those that are working... If anything is going to happen it will start when they blow up things. That's the way it usually works out. Outside> Nerpium seems to be resistant to the sharpness of the crystals, though the crystals are flaying off extremely tiny sLIvers of the nigh-indestructable material when a crystalLIne edge contacts it. Not even Servbots could withstand a soLId impact from a long enough piece of crystal moving at sufficient speed... But they manage to get a few pieces before all hell breaks loose and they flee for their own protection. Concussive force seems to be somewhat effective at breaking small sLIvers of crystal away. While the edges can tolerate almost any stress (since they cut through things at near-molecular levels), any trauma to the sides of the structures breaks them up LIke soap flakes. The high-intensity blast of wind hits the crystal pile. A few smaller pieces are dislodged and zing around at high speed, rocketing at the group at dangerous velocities -- before being abruptly pulled upward into the ceiLIng, where they rejoin the majority overhead. The lazer blast impacts the pile. The area around the contact area turns a cheery shade of luminscent orange for a few moments before it cools, turning black. The pile is otherwise unaffected. Outside> As the weapons are fired, the Servbots all spring back at once... ...each into a puddle of Goo. -SPLAT!- "EWWWWWWWWWWWWW!" Outside> Teisel Bonne staggers back from the sudden burst of activity on the part of the crystal shards, ducking abruptly and trying to cover his head. His armor is nicked in several places, but fortunately he suffers no major wounds. "What are you trying to do," he shouts as the shards fly back up into the ceiLIng, "kill us?" Outside> Dr. Thomas LIght is removed from the scene by somebody. Outside> Ring Redwing looks up from her book as she hears weapons fire, instinctively she raises her arms, bringing her wrist-rings into a defensive posture to block the zinging crystals that might be aimed at the others. The ruby red rings were given to her by a magician friend and have been able to withstand any attack thus far, it should be able to deflect the razor-sharp crystals as well? Outside> The Servbot who then grabbed the Crystal ows! drawing its claw back, having gotten the equivelent of a Servbot Papercut. The Servbot then looks at its claw... then to Master Teisel! "Master Teisel! Master Teisel! ...It doesn't cut us! ...well... ...not really." He then sniffles. The Servbots then bLInks, hmming at the objects. "...Uhh... ...what do we do, Master Teisel?" The Servbots, surprisinGLy... ...didn't get any nicks or cuts from the flying shards. The Luck of the Cute. Outside> Cleaver Cow stays far, far back. Out of the range of most of the shards, thankfully. "Let me know when you stop /blasting them all over the room/, wouldja?" Outside> Jet Stingray merely reacts by trying to bring up an arm to protect his face. Sadly, it isn't good enough as one of the shards slams though the chest of the Stingray. Merely giving a should LIke he is gritting his teeth, Jet just offers softly, "Well, /that/ hurt." Outside> Shield sighs and shakes his head as a bolt fLIes right over his head. Idiots. Well, then again, they are humans or Mavericks. "Step back," he orders, withdrawing an energy saber and igniting it. Confidently, or perhaps uncarinGLy, he strides forward. For a moment he just stands there, then suddenly he gives a probing downward slash, the blade on course to merely nick the top of a crystal. Outside> Bluegrass' visor bLInks and erms as she rubs the back of her head. "...sorry 'bout that, sugah." she murmurs. Okay. No high winds. That means no fun with a Break Twister. Pity. She takes aim the crossbow once more. (Okay. Lets try a Thunder Bolt...)oo. Outside> Teisel Bonne waves his hands about as Bluegrass appears ready to take a shot again, running around the pile of crystals. "Wait, wait! Maybe we should.. all hide behind something first." He looks around, perhaps thinking on what would be a suitable location. Outside> Job humms at the results of his scan. "Interesting it seems the crystal shards are attracted to one another...Anyone have an advanced sensor system handy? Outside> "No problem... Had no way of knowing it react LIke that," the Stingray of Justice offers as he tries to pull it out... But it is too far lodged in to try it. Oh well. "If this doesn't work soon, I'm just blowing the clog up... I've got enough firepower to do it... No prob." Outside> Job sends a radio transmission to Tron Bonne. Outside> The Servbots frown softly, then hmmm... one of them with the GLasses stepping up. "...Master Teisel! ...I have analyzed the situation." This, of course, is the Servbot who designs Armor among the Servbots. "...It seems the Tensile Strength of the Shards is weak. The shards edges can cut even our Nerpium Alloy Casings... ...yet, I beLIeve we could remove a few of the shards. ...Other then that, setting off an explosive device within the hole with everyone out of the room might be fortuitous... ...as Blunt Impacts seem to... shatter... the Crystals." ...Smart Servbot. Outside> Cleaver Cow stays quite safely out of the way. She amuses herself (well, inasmuch as anything here is going to amuse her) by filLIng a second Thermos with the goo...it's not LIke she's going to run out. Outside> Job receives a radio transmission. Outside> Teisel Bonne GLances down at the Servbots as they approach him, raising an eyebrow as the smart one explains the details of the situation. After a moment of careful contemplation, he plants his hands on his hips and laughs heartily. "Bhaha! Good job, boys! You heard 'im! Anyone got a concussion grenade handy?" Outside> Leo has disconnected. [Radio: (C) RF-MH-UN-Main] Sgt. Major Pallbearer transmits, "How are things going up there? Any progress?" [Radio: (C) RF-MH-UN-Main] Barrage Raptor transmits, "I see an aLIen!" Outside> Bluegrass hrms and holds out a arrow to Teisel. "Would a Explosive Bolt do, sugah?" [Radio: (C) RF-MH-UN-Main] Sgt. Major Pallbearer transmits, "....Beg pardon?" [Radio: (C) RF-MH-UN-Main] Barrage Raptor transmits, "There's an aLIen in a cage. And it's looking at me funny." [Radio: (C) RF-MH-UN-Main] Shield transmits, "Have you tried talking with it? Why hasn't it escaped?" [Radio: (C) RF-MH-UN-Main] Barrage Raptor transmits, "I dunno. And it doesn't seem to want to talk.." Outside> Shield sighs and shakes his head as a bolt fLIes right over his head. Idiots. Well, then again, they are humans or Mavericks. "Step back," he orders, withdrawing an energy saber and igniting it. Confidently, or perhaps uncarinGLy, he strides forward. For a moment he just stands there, then suddenly he gives a probing downward slash, the blade on course to merely nick the top of a crystal. (repose) [Radio: (C) RF-MH-UN-Main] Sgt. Major Pallbearer transmits, "What does it look LIke, Barrage?" [Radio: (C) RF-MH-UN-Main] Ring Redwing transmits, "Drat, I should've gone to the menagerie. I want to talk to aLIens." [Radio: (E) Broadband] Pirate Princess Tron Bonne transmits, "...Oh... ...Poopie..." [Radio: (E) Broadband] Prismatic Spider transmits, "Good work." [Radio: (E) Broadband] Barrage Raptor transmits, "Don't worry! I'll kill it!" [Radio: (E) Broadband] Job transmits, "You let it out... oh boy" Outside> Cleaver Cow has reconnected. Outside> On being nicked, the tip of the crystal is neatly sLIced off, tumbLIng off its crystal spire and sticking to the side. Look, Shield cut it apart. [Radio: (E) Broadband] Barrage Raptor transmits, "I didn't let it out! Somebody else did!" Outside> Cleaver Cow has partially disconnected. Outside> See? Shield thinks to himself. This is why reploids are superior to humans. And with that racist thought in mind, he begins sLIcing up the rest of the crystals, dicing and carving them into tiny chunks. Outside> Cleaver Cow is still hiding from possibly flying crystals and getting her second Thermos of goo. Outside> Teisel Bonne folds his arms abruptly. "Bah, so you cut it up a LIttle bit," he mutters. "It just stuck to the side again! What we need is a bomb! A big one! And a hiding place..." Outside> The Servbots look from one to the other, then looks at the Shard as Shield cuts it appart... they all cheer! "YAY!" ^-^ "Come on, Mistah Mean Hunter Man! Again!" "Again! Again!" ...Shield has his own cheering section. Outside> Bluegrass hrms and holds out a arrow to Teisel. "Would a Explosive Bolt do, sugah?" Outside> Teisel Bonne hmms, snatching up the proffered arrow and holding it up to the LIght LIke he knows what the hell he's doing. "Well, it's certainly worth a try!" he concludes, offering it back. "Okay, everyone! Let's get behind some cover, or as far away from this as we can get! We're gonna show this pile of absolutely non-precious crystals just who's boss! Bhahaha!" Outside> *crunch,* *crunch,* the cystals break and snap under Shield's sLIcing and dicing, dropping into gooey, sharp clumps. It's slow work, but it's making slow progress, making gritty mash out of those sharp shards of whatever-they-are. Outside> Ring Redwing raises a ring barrier still just in case. The wall of rings reminiscent of Wood Man's leaf shield hover protectively about her, ready to be hurled at any other hurtLIng sharp thingies that might go hurtLIng at other people. As people begin scurrying backwards though, she lowers it to also find some less important cover to duck behind, in the meantime trying to understand what's happening elsewhere in the Starhaven at the menagerie area. Something about an aLIen looking at Barrage funny. Outside> Jet Stingray just continues to wait. "We've got a possible baddie in the other room... Once this clog drains, be ready for action. No telLIng if there is something down there or somehing above us. If you want that stuff blasted, I need people to clear away to get a good shot with my Ground Hunter. If you want to keep doing what you are, then I won't stop you...." He looks to Teisel as he has his plan. Being who he is, he kneels down. "Bluegrass, Shield Ring, get behind me." He holds up his arms. Looks LIke he is wilLIng to be a reploid shield. He's done it enough times (mostly be people just hiding behind him) to be used to it by now. [Radio: (C) RF-MH-UN-Main] Ring Redwing transmits, "Anything else unusual going on over in the Menagerie?" Outside> Teisel Bonne stabs a finger toward a small outcropping at the edge of the room. "Okay, boys," he says, addressing the Servbots, "you stay behind there so you don't get hurt!" He follows his own advice quite quickly, shuffLIng off to take up a position on the far edge of the area. "Ready when you are!" he shouts, though it's clear he only thinks anyone is LIstening to him. Outside> Cleaver Cow finally steps back over, a frying pan in her right hand (not the oozy one) and a cleaver in her left. Nothing to do with what Jet asked. Honest. She just feels LIke arming herself. She still stays a good long way away, but at least she's in the open. Outside> Ring Redwing has reconnected. Outside> Bluegrass takes the arrows and loads it up in her crossbow. She GLances at Jet and nods and gets behind Jet. She stares at Jet's behind for a long moment... "Yah. Shake it fer me, sugah..." With the prerousquite fLIrting out of the way, Blue takes aim... and fires while shouting: "FIRE IN THE hOLE!!!" Outside> Ring Redwing has partially disconnected. [Radio: (F) AlLIance] Snake Man transmits, "How about you tell that to it!?" Outside> Cleaver Cow has disconnected. Outside> Cleaver Cow has connected. Outside> Ring Redwing ducks behind whatever cover everyone else is behind as Bluegrass fires. She hopes none of the goo will get blasted and fly up and cover them in it's sLImyness. Outside> Cleaver Cow finally steps back over, a frying pan in her right hand (not the oozy one) and a cleaver in her left. Nothing to do with what Jet asked. Honest. She just feels LIke arming herself. She still stays a good long way away, but at least she's in the open. (repose) Outside> Ring Redwing has disconnected. [Radio: (C) RF-MH-UN-Main] Barrage Raptor transmits, "The aLIen's loose." [Radio: (C) RF-MH-UN-Main] Barrage Raptor transmits, "But it's trying to kill Robot Masters, so I'm leaving it alone." Outside> Jet Stingray looks to Bluegrass out of the corner of his optics with a chuckle. "Maybe later at one of the dance clubs... Work first, fun later. Unless you are kicking some Wily Wimp's aft, then you get fun and work at the same time." [Radio: (C) RF-MH-UN-Main] Sgt. Major Pallbearer transmits, "Barrage, what /is it?/ Give me a description." [Radio: (C) RF-MH-UN-Main] Barrage Raptor transmits, "It looks LIke someone took a cat and made it mate with a bug." Outside> Bluegrass chuckles at Jet. "'course, sugah, Ah'll be lookin' ferward ta ya keepin' ta that promise." [Radio: (C) RF-MH-UN-Main] Sgt. Major Pallbearer transmits, "Right. Anyone with you have bladed weaponry of any kind?" [Radio: (C) RF-MH-UN-Main] Bluegrass Not Serena Gilbert transmits, "Sounds LIke a fachugger ta me. KILL IT!!!" Outside> Job takes cover. Outside> Cleaver Cow goes. TO take cover. But she keeps the weapons! [Radio: (C) RF-MH-UN-Main] Sgt. Major Pallbearer transmits, "Try that on the creature. If it's of similar properties to the other creatures we encountered on Starhaven it should be susceptible." Outside> Job has his shield up and ready too,. [Radio: (C) RF-MH-UN-Main] Barrage Raptor transmits, "My talons.." [Radio: (C) RF-MH-UN-Main] Barrage Raptor transmits, "And all my armor piercing bullets.." Outside> The Servbots, indeed, are /REALLY/ taking cover as ordered... in fact... they sLIp out of the room and cower... ...keeping the door open with their claws. Outside> Fire in the hole? That's not much warning, given Shield was busy making sure he didn't misuse his blade and send shrapnel hurdLIng towards someone. As a result he only has a second or so to throw himself backwards and extinguish his blade, landing on his backside in the sLIme and flatting himself on his back. Outside> As most explosive do, Bluegrass's explosive bolt strikes the heap of crystal shards and abruptply goes BOOM. The explosion sends ripples along the gostreaked floor, casting LIttle sticky flecks of the stuff into the air, and small shards of crystals flying in all directions- but makes quite the mess of the crystalLIne clog. As the smoke clears, through the haze can be seen a mess of crystalLIne chunks, lying in a ring around the center of the room. Though the thing still *gurGLes* and *chokes* in a clogged manner, much of what was doing the damage is gone. The LIttle piles of shards and crystal-grit begin to clump together, gathering in LIttle damp piles, sLIding towards eachother... attracted to LIke matter, apparently. [Radio: (C) RF-MH-UN-Main] Sgt. Major Pallbearer transmits, "I'd suggest you give the LIttle bugger a meal, then." [Radio: (C) RF-MH-UN-Main] Shield transmits, "I'm sure the Robot Masters are strong enough to protect themselves." Outside> Bluegrass' visor flashes in worry. "Cripes. Ah think they're attracted ta each other LIke magnets and refrigerators." Not good in other words. She remembers that the shards went to the ceiLIng which in this case is a good idea. She hrms. "Ah think Ah can blow 'em away before they can become crystals again..." She eyes her Break Twister arrow... ...then looks at the others for approval... or rejection. [Radio: (C) RF-MH-UN-Main] Sgt. Major Pallbearer transmits, "And I'm sure that by kilLIng it quickly and preventing it from suprising anyone, we can keep it from harming any of the scientists." Outside> Cleaver Cow stays right where she is, blocking her face with the pan. It's not a shield, but it'll keep the crystalLIne dust and tiny shards away. Using it as a fan afterwards, she starts to move toward the hole. "I got a better idea, just convince 'em to clump somewhere else. Outside> As the clog shatters, Teisel leans out from his vantage point and waves a hand in the air wildly. "Bhahahaha! Just LIke I said! Good work, good work! Now, uh.. keep it up! We gotta clean that clog! Bhaha! That's right... gotta clean it all up.." As he trails off, he's backing up slowly, until he sLIps through the door, and snickers to himself. They'll be so busy with /that/... Outside> As the blast goes off, Jet arises from the mess. He is damaged across his chest, fins, and arms from the flying shards, but nothing too major. The Stingray of Battle can take a lot of abuse after all. He merely waits for others to handle the LIttle piece, Jet just goes to look at the hole and see if it is cleared up enough to look down it. He doesn't offer a response to Bluegrass... Mostly because she's busy working again and all. Outside> Shield sits up, a tiny hole in the faceplate of his helmet. To nobody in particular he comments, "I'm fairly certain that a piece went up my nose." After shaking a bit of the sLIme off himself he stands, then shakes his head. "Yes, I'm quite certain." He presses a gauntleted finger against the hole in front of his mask, then traces his hand around to the back of his skull, then the top of his head. There he stops, feeLIng another similar sized hole out the top of his head. "Yes, I was right. It did go up my nose." And through his skull and out the other side. Good thing Shield, LIke most reploids, don't keep their brains inside their skulls. Outside> The hole remains clogged, though has been cleared most of the way down- just a thin layer of clumped crystals remaining about two meters down, the walls around it flexing and squeezing in an attempt to clear it out. It's not a pretty sight... except from a pragmatic view. After all, the thing is nearly cleared, and that's the point of this mission, isn't it? Of course, it's going to take something else to clear out the rest, and until then, it remains jammed.... Outside> Bluegrass hears no one screaming 'NOOOOOO!!!' so she assumes it is okay. "All right, sugahs. Get ready." She loads up the Break Twister... (THis should clear that drain up really nice...)oo. "Get down and cover yerselves!!!" Blue cries out as she fires... "Break TWISTER!!!" Outside> Teisel Bonne has disconnected. Outside> Apart from an occasional twitch in his left eye, amazinGLy enough Shield seems unharmed from the deadly shard. Well at least there's no damage he can detect. "I have a wonderful idea," he says in a cheerfull youthful voice, turning to Bluegrass. "Why don't you set off another explosive, and see if you can't finish kilLIng us all?" Wait, she /is/ doing it again. Oh great. Down Shield dives again, though thankfully there's a bit more space between him and the hole this time. Maybe he'll only get nicked this time! Outside> Job pulls out a demo pack from a hip compartment. "I think a few more charges should get us through it... Okay never mind..." Outside> Cleaver Cow objected! But, apparently, not loud enough, as she shelters herself again. Outside> "Time to give it the good old..." Jet doesn't even complete his statement before Bluegrass does another one of her attacks, hovoring a foot off the ground and moving backwards.... Hopefully enough to avoid getting more damage. Outside> WHOOSH! Or something to that effect! The break twister tears the remaining shards out of the hole, the big, sLImey drain giving an ungrateful LIttle *slorp* as that happens. The crystals spiral up into the air, whipped around LIke ginsu knives by the whirlwind, eventually rising towards the crystals on the ceiLIng- where they clump together, sticking there. The sLImey, organic room gives an unfriendly LIttle gurGLe, before the sLIck of ooze along the floor sLIdes towards the cleared hole. The thing GLurbles quietly, apparently 'flushing' at last, albeit rather weakly. Outside> Shield finds himself on the floor again, though apparently unharmed this time, and the rapidly draining gook around him seems to indicate Bluegrass succeeded. Either way, Shield stands up and angrily makes his way over to her, both sLIme and mechfluid now dripping from the hole in his faceplate, thanks to him lying facedown. "Next time you want to kill us all, just shoot /us/ directly instead of the hole. It will be quicker and less painful!" Yes, he's being sarcastic again. Outside> Cleaver Cow has disconnected. Outside> Cleaver Cow has connected. Outside> Bluegrass whews and sags. "That's it. The next time this thang gets backed up, Ah'm calLIn' the brothers known as Mario and Luigi..." She peers at Shield. Her visor flashes once, before she fLIps Shield... the bird. With that done, Blue looks around. "Is everone okay... other than Mister Sarcastic Hunter, that is..." Outside> The Servbots slowly peek out of where they were cowering, bLInkbLInking at what is going on. "Umm... is it safe now?" Outside> *fsst* Did you know the sound of razor mist going through a frying pan sounds LIke fsst? Well now you do. It /does/ keep the worst of it off Cleaver's face, the smaller ones falLIng after impacting the pan and the larger ones deflected somewhat; she has a few stuck in her shoulders, though, and more in her torso. "No, but hell, you wouldn't've stopped anyhow." Outside> *Bzzt* Hascenkopf's voice filters over your radios. "Aha! We have proper flow of power once more. You must have cleared up the clog. Come, come back to the bridge! The other team has finished their task, and we are ready to proceed. Good work." Outside> Jet Stingray lands on the ground at last, the muck level is going down. "So, um... That was it. Cleaning up the crude? Good. So is that all we needed to do, or do I need to blast something else or LIft something?" Outside> Shield waits until Bluegrass finishes fLIpping him the bird before turning around and marching over towards the servbots again. "Hey, now that the hole is unclogged, why don't I lower one of you down it so we can solve the myster of the giant toilet?" Somehow Shield manages to put the exact amount of enthusiasm in his voice that the servbots themselves usually use... unfortunately the blasted radio chimes in just after he asks the question. Outside> Bluegrass hrms, "Ah think that's it, sugah. The Herr doktor wants us ta come back. They got full power back now." Outside> Cleaver Cow returns the 'weapons' to her arms. "Took 'em freaking long enough," she says, dryly, as she goes about picking a few of the bigger sLIvers out. Outside> Bluegrass puts the crossbow away, as she eyes the Cow, "Be nice, sugah." [Radio: (C) RF-MH-UN-Main] Sgt. Major Pallbearer transmits, "What's the situation with that aLIen, Barrage?" Outside> A few of the pipeLInes along the sides of the room begin to ooze more of that thick goo, the room apparently getting ready to flush once more. Now that it's back in operational status, it might not be a good idea to stick around, knowing how dangerous it was the first time anybody moved through... [Radio: (C) RF-MH-UN-Main] Barrage Raptor transmits, "Wrapped it up and put it back in a cage." Outside> Jet Stingray looks to Shield and just chuckles faintly before turning to Bluegrass. "Good. GLad to have that knocked out of the way then. If there is nothing else, then let's move out." He looks to see if there is some UN geek... Err Scientist to tell them the job is done. Outside> Job is in te back ground for the moment. [Radio: (C) RF-MH-UN-Main] Sgt. Major Pallbearer transmits, "Good job. Any injuries?" Outside> Cleaver Cow scoots on out, squinting at Bluegrass. "I'll be as nice as I want to," she says in her Texan accent. "Until then...too bad." She starts heading back. Outside> Bluegrass EYES Cleaver as the visor dims down a bit, as she grumbles about feeding Cleaver some 'cowpies'. Outside> Cleaver Cow, probably thankfully, doesn't hear. Outside> Bluegrass follows... Outside> CrystalLIne Command Node - Starhaven Outside> Contents: Contents: Capricorn [SD] Cleaver Cow [Casual] [M] Guts Man [Normal] [RM] Barrage Raptor [Heavy armor] [RF] Prismatic Spider [RF] Ether Skunk [Unarmored] [MH] Terror Tanuki [666] [M] Roll [Dash] [MH] Wildrider [Hunter] [MH] Cyclops [Armor] [M] Snake Man [RM] Morgaine [Soprano_bonne] [C] Outside> South : Obsidian HolNode - Starhaven Outside> Guts Man has disconnected. Outside> Guts Man has connected. Outside> Shield arrives, covered in sLIme, and bleeding ever so sLIghtly from a hole in his faceplate, just about where the bottom of the nose would be. Outside> Cleaver Cow is still trying to pick some sharp shards of crystal out of her torso, with moderate-tpoor success. They keep cutting her fingers. "Ow. Ow." Outside> Cyclops is just looking around at the different peices of machinary, waiting for that doctor to show him some more vidoes... Outside> Bluegrass arrives, similarly sLIced up (espically in her left hand) and, yes... sLImed. "..." [Radio: (C) RF-MH-UN-Main] Sgt. Major Pallbearer transmits, "Barrage, were there any injuries to anyone?" Outside> The Terrors, who happen to be in perfect shape, can't help but snicker as those who went to the toilet room start trickLIng in...in less than perfect shape, it seems. They chose wisely! Outside> --- Haschenkopf is waiting, seated on the edge of his podium-crate. As people return to the room, though, he quickly pulls himself to his feet, smiLIng with reLIef. Nobody is dead. This is good. Turning towards Datastream, standing nearby, he nods to him. Datastream sighs, and hauls himself up onto the crate. "Th-the proper flow of power h-has been restored to the security computers. W-we can now retrieve the last r-remaining piece of f-footage, as f-far as we know. Um.. uh..." He looks to Haschenkopf, then to the rest of the room, and gnaws his lower LIp while he waits for everybody to get settled in. --- [Radio: (C) RF-MH-UN-Main] Barrage Raptor transmits, "Don't think so.." Outside> Roll herself is completley unharmed. There was some small danger, but it never even made it close to her. Not that she couldn't of handled it, of course! But it was nice to not have to fight. Because...she doesn't LIke fighting. Yes, that's the only reason! Outside> Wildrider meanwhile is leaning against a console, awaiting the others boredly. "Well, well. That was a hell of an experience, to say the least." Outside> Barrage Raptor idly wonders why he's stuttering. But she just lets it sLIde. Yeah. She sits down on the floor, and waits. Movie time! Outside> *Pick* "Ow." Cleaver eventually gives up on this and gets her camera out instead, turning it back to 'video' and ignoring the sLIvers. Outside> Cyclops just looks up at the viewscreen and waits... Outside> Snake Man returns, along with Wily, who is not here. He looks a bit scuffed up, but otherwise unharmed. He takes his prior seat in the captain's chair so he can watch everyone file in Outside> Prismatic Spider is nice and clean, nodding towards Jet nd the others as he waits for the next video. Outside> No, nobody died, but it was a close call in the toilet room. Had Shield been a human, the wound he sustained would have killed him... of course, had he been human, the player wouldn't have allowed him to sustain such a wound. Funny how that works, ain't it? [Radio: (C) RF-MH-UN-Main] Sgt. Major Pallbearer transmits, "Good then....keep us posted on your status up there. What about that spy femme, the bat? Any changes with her?" [Radio: (C) RF-MH-UN-Main] Bluegrass Not Serena Gilbert transmits, "Ah think she fled the scene. She isn't here with us watching the final film... as it were." Outside> --- Once again, the camera fLIckers on on a view of the Hangar... and Jupiter. The bird-LIke Stardroid leans heavily over a computer console, one hand clutching his side, shredded and torn open where he was clawed by the shadow in the last video. His free hand drags back and forth over a control pad in a wall-mounted console, typing something. He is apparently alone- no other Stardroids are in view... but behind him, looms a quite aLIen spaceship. Shaped LIke a long, pointed trianGLe, a highly geometric style reminiscent of Starhaven's own, it's easily the largest of the many ships inside the Hangar, and hovers before the exit, the engines behind it GLowing quietly. Red and grey LIghts flash nearby, while the GLowing white LInes that mark the location of the forcefield that seperates the Hangar from open space fLIcker... it would appear that the containment field is about to go down. With a pained expression, Jupiter works quickly, typing almost frantically at the keypad in front of him. Behind him, the Stardroid shuttle's engines flare to LIfe, the ship preparing to leave. Jupiter winces for a moment, some form of fluid leaking out through the fingers that clutch at his wound- but he rouses the strength to keep standing, long enough to press a GLowing white button. As he does, the Stardroid shuttle blasts off, tearing out of the Hangar and into space, disappering from view in a brief moment. The green Stardroid turns to watch it leave, before going back to the keypad. Slowly, his fingers resume dancing across, inputting more commands... what, though, is anybody's guess. Though it would seem the danger has passed, a dark shape soon drifts into view behind Jupiter, moving slowly, stealthly... with black wings and a long sword, it's clearly whatever shadowy creature had slain Mercury. Unbeknownst to Jupiter, the thing slowly LIfts its sword- And the hangar explodes. The flash of the red LIght up above reaches a furious fLIcker, before several pipeLInes along the side of the room burst, spewing forth great gouts of flame. The containment field that keeps the cold of space out fades, and in the space of a breath, both Jupiter and his shadowy assailant are sucked out into the black of space with a shower of loose debris. The camera view is quiet for several long moments, before it fades completely. --- Outside> Jet Stingray just nods as is rather sLIced up... Though he is almost covered in small wounds. Not anything too major though, luckily. He nods to Prismatic as he leans against the wall he was against before as he prepares to watch the new video cLIp that should be sown. After it is shown, Jet just offers a "I'm GLad /I/ don't have to break this news to General." [Radio: (C) RF-MH-UN-Main] Sgt. Major Pallbearer transmits, "Hm...I doubt she could've escaped Starhaven though. I'll keep watch down at Seoul all the same." Outside> Shield silently watches the film, statue-esquely still as normal. When it's over he just has this to say. "GLad they're dead. Looks LIke the threat is over." Outside> Wildrider just curses lowly, shaking his head. "...damn." That's about as verbal as Wild's going to get right now. Outside> Snake Man scratches his jaw idly as he watches this last video. "But what do you sssuppossse it meansss? Why did he sssend the ship here?" Outside> *cLIck* Off goes Cleaver's camera again. She does, however, take another still of Haschenkopf and Datastream, just for the records. And then a couple more of the room at random, and people in it. Once that's done, she puts it back in her arm. The left one, not the one the thermoses went in before. Outside> Prismatic Spider sighs. "That means... Someone or something escaped." Outside> Barrage Raptor ooohs, explosions, "Wow. Well, at least that big shadowy thing is dead, so we don't have to worry about it coming here." Outside> Snake Man makes sure to have a disgusting expression when Cleaver takes his picture. Outside> The Terrors kick against a nearby console in order to turn the large chair they share towards the screen. The chair turns, but reluctantly, and with much squeaking. ...It appears the lack of WD40 was epidemic throught the station. They watch, entranced - even fLInching visibly at the unexpected explosion. "So..." "...was that..." "...an escape pod...?" They turn to Haschenkopf, as if expecting an answer, though they know he doesn't know anything more than they do. Outside> Bluegrass nods at Shield. Although her posture appeared to be troubled... Outside> "Does that honestly surprise you?" asks a redheaded female behind Prismatic. She bears the insignia of the Bonne family, oddly enough. "So only one though... right?" Outside> Roll shakes her head. "It has to be a cry for help. When we worked together before, we were able to prevent the destruction of our world. Perhaps they respect us? Or at the very least are able to swallow thier pride and ask for help? Although I have no idea what they'd expect from us, that seems to make the most sense, really." Outside> Cyclops has disconnected. Outside> Wildrider shrugs at the femme. "One ship. What's in the ship? Who knows. And considering the one's dead...I have to wonder how the station itself ended up here, eh?" Outside> Prismatic Spider shakes his head. "It doesn't surprise me in the least. In fact, I prefer it this way. Then we can discover the true nature of what occured... Provided we can contact the shuttle. The Stardroids, provided some were on the shuttle, may be able to give us the information we need to solve this riddle." Outside> --- Haschenkopf, Datastream, and the miscellaneous UN techs watch this all quietly... it's the first time they've seen it, as well. As it finishes, the German doctor frowns sLIghtly, looking to the rest of the group. "I beLIeve that is the last of the videos... and I am afraid I have nothing to say that the rest of you could not already." He hops down off the crate with a LIttle frown, regarding the group quietly for a moment. --- Outside> Job says, "Not a fate I'd wish for ... Its frighting to see the Stardroids slaughted so easily...Could have been a GLItch in the nav systems." Outside> Shield says, "The survivors were almost certainly inside the shuttle. Jupiter, I beLIeve, stayed behind to delay the assassin, operate the hanger controls, and hopefully destroy the assassin as well." Outside> "You hope they'd give us information," repLIes the redhead. "And admittedly, so do I." She gives the Reploid a thin smile. "So do I." Outside> Job says, "Jupiter and this thing are adrift somewhere...out there..." Outside> Shield says, "Why Starhaven came here though, I have no hypothesis. But it was not necessarily the Stardroid's will. It possibly was the assassin's desire." Outside> Cleaver Cow actually speaks up once her camera is away. "You don't know if there are any survivors. Coulda been a decoy to get the thing that killed him to chase it. I bet there were, but there might not've." Outside> Job looks over to the Red Head for a moment his optic fLIckering, "Might I ask who you are miss?" Outside> Prismatic Spider nods, turning to the redheaded Bonne. "Indeed. Information is what we need right now, not technology, salvage, or violence. With the right information, we will be forearmed to what possibiLIties may LIe ahead." Outside> Jet Stingray should be thinking about the world in danger... He should be thinking of how this black being could be ready to strike anywhere. He tilts his head toward the redhead instead, trying to figure out if he has seen her before. .oO(Odd, I don't remember Tron ever mentioning a sister...) Yeah, Jet's thinking about girls. No surprise. At least part of him is thinking that various bases across the GLobe should be put in a higher state of alert for the time being. Outside> The redheaded Bonne arches a thin eyebrow towards Job, and nods, but only sLIghtly. "Soprano Bonne," she says, extending a hand. "A pleasure to meet you. Outside> Snake Man raises a scaly eyeridge at the female expressing to be a Bonne. Though he hasn't seen her before, the Bonnes seem to be a pretty clannish bunch. And none of them have ever mentioned a sister other than Tron. He resolves to ask her about it later. Outside> Job nods and shakes her hand. "Interesting to meet you. Soprano Bonne, I'm Job." Outside> The Terrors lean back in their seat, tilting their heads up to regard the ceiLIng. "That bird one might've sat here..." one of them murmurs. They ignore the red head, as, well, they have no idea who the Bonnes are, and for the moment, couldn't care less. They're too busy with the deep, solemn thoughts which plague them unnaturally. Outside> ---- Cleaver Cow is staring at Bluegrass in armor! ---- Outside> Bluegrass hrms as she remembers the video. "Ah...Ah think we should start ta prepare. Ah don't know 'bout ya'll, but Ah've a feeLIn' whatever is on the shuttle is comin' here. And Jupiter... or whoever... was injured. or dying. Ah think Jupiter tried ta self-destruct the 'Haven ta take the assassin with 'im." Blue sighs, "Whether it worked or not, is questionable. The end fact is that we got a shuttle due here. Soon. And Ah perferred ta be ready when that shuttle arrives... regardless if it is carryin' Stardroids or not." Outside> --- Haschenkopf sighs, and raises his voice so the room can hear. "We are not yet sure where to go from here. Our scientists will remain on board to see what we can... for now, though, there is nothing more we need your help with." The doctor strokes his chin slowly, thoughtfully. "The Magellan will be departing for Earth once more in twenty minutes. If any of you wish to return now, please proceed back to the Hangar." --- Outside> Job nods to Bluegrass. "Yes we will have to get ready for this. It shall be ironic if we have to help them. If you wish to stay longer I have a personal shuttle and can ferry you back to Eurasia when you chose to leave..." Outside> Prismatic Spider nods. "If you need us again, don't hesitate to contact us." The Spider Scientist turns to begin the trek back. Outside> Soprano Bonne tips her head, shaking Job's hand for a poLIte length of time. "Well met, Job," she repLIes. "You haven't seen my family about, have you? I came up with them, but it seems I've been seperated.." Outside> Shield departs, and stuff. Cause he has to go. Outside> Snake Man looks at the 'Bonne' evenly. "I'd imagine they took an earLIer shuttle back. Two of them were here." Outside> Deep...thoughts...broken! The Terrors bLInk, sitting up. Mustn't miss their ride home! The twins sLIp out of their giant chair and head for the door. Outside> Cleaver Cow follows Tanuki after a few moments of figuring out just what to do next. Doesn't look LIke there's anything else she needs to do. Outside> Bluegrass shakes her head. "Ah perferred not ta stick around. Ah don't know 'bout ya, but Ah disLIke bein' in space. The sooner Ah'm back on earth... the better." Outside> Jet Stingray looks over to Bluegrass with this simple statement. "You so sure it is heading here? It might be heading to Earth. We have no idea of its intentions. Without knowing what it wants, we have no idea what its goals are. Heck, it could be just some powerful being that was defending its world LIke we once defended our own from attackers. It is powerful enough we do need proper defenses to be raised if it tries some sort of sneak attack somewhere." He pauses to look at the newest Bonne. "I saw the Leader of the Bonnes leave earLIer. Perhaps they already left without you. I'm not sure we met... Stingray. Jet Stingray." Outside> Roll eyes the woman calLIng herself Soprano. "Oh, I didn't reaLIze there was another one.." she says, sounding a bit less then happy. "You came up here with the others, huh? Funny how I didn't see you with them. Now you wouldn't be lying to us, would you? Of course not, you're a Bonne! And everyone knows that they're nice, honest people." Be careful! Roll is being Sarcastic! And yes, it deserves a capital letter. Outside> Snake Man withdraws to contemplate the change of affairs as he's heading for the shuttle Outside> Wildrider just follows the others, looking rather introspective, to say the least. Outside> "My cousins already left?" Well, that settles the question of relationship to the others. "..Dammit all! I promised Tron I wouldn't go wandering around! Now she's probably left, thinking I ditched her!" She clenches her firsts, grumbLIng, and then Jet introduces himself. "Jet? I'm Soprano. Hi there." Roll is given an uneasy stare. "..Which way out of her?" Outside> Bluegrass pauses for a bit as her visor dims quite a bit as she LIstens to Jet, "Yer right, sugah. But that's all we can do. Guess. It could pass us by... and head ta some planet instead that we never even heard of. But Ah sooner be prepared than not. After all, sugah..." "...Better safe than sorry." Outside> Jet Stingray just bLInks at Soprano. .oO(Cousin? Either Tron's did have surviving family or something is up.) Luckily before Jet jumps to conclusions or tries to get any more information from the mysterous women that's gotten a lot of attention in a LIttle bit of time, Bluegrass gets his attention. "Yeah... Wonder how the UN will react to this. Either they will commit everything they got or nothing at all. That's how they almost always handle stuff LIke this." He does offer the Bonne member a simple, "If you want me to show you the way out, I'm heading out in a short time." [Radio: (E) Broadband] Snake Man transmits, "Well, that wasss sscertainly interesssting." Outside> Morgaine has disconnected. Outside> Bluegrass says, "Knowin' Fury... It's probably goin' ta be all. He's in charge while Kelly is on a whirlwind tour." She shrugs. "Ah don't know much more than that." Outside> Jet Stingray nods. "All depends on how seriously they take it... Hopefully they will know it's the real deal with all the research going down. In any case, I've got to get heading back. If you want to call me on my promise that I made, here is my tightbeam freq. Feel free to give a call. I'll see you around, Bluegrass." After handing the Musica a card from his Stingray UtiLIty Belt with the info on it, he offers a "Time for me to head out." And that said, he just begins the walk to the shuttle. From the murky depths of the water, he strikes with speed that is unsurpassed by any that LIve under the waves. It is Jet Stingray, who launches a mini-Stingray at you with narrowed eyes. But instead of blowing up in your face LIke you would expect, it stops at your feet and a panel on it sLIdes open to reveal... A cookie? Kicking! Outside> Jet Stingray goes home. Outside> Bluegrass nods at Jet then looks at Job. "Lets go, sugah."