Journey to Hope 1.1: The Journey Begins
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Karsk looked at the new arrival and nudged Marvin
"Look Lunch, they sent us a pack up."
"Look Lunch, they sent us a pack up."
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Ash smacked the captain on his arm as she went past him.
"She's not a robot, idiot," she muttered irritably.
By the time she reached Brianna, she tried to give the newcomer a welcoming smile, but it came out pretty strained.
Another Coalition expat? Could she be some kind of spy? No, that made no sense. If she was a spy she wouldn't have said anything. So that meant it was kind of nice having someone around she could maybe talk to...but it also meant the CS might come looking for Brianna, and find their old friend Ashley too. A two-for-one, you might say. Great savings.
"Hey," she said to the redhead. "I'm Ashley. Nice to meet you." Ash offered a hand to shake, then peered down into the crate curiously.
"So, uh...nice ride over?"
"She's not a robot, idiot," she muttered irritably.
By the time she reached Brianna, she tried to give the newcomer a welcoming smile, but it came out pretty strained.
Another Coalition expat? Could she be some kind of spy? No, that made no sense. If she was a spy she wouldn't have said anything. So that meant it was kind of nice having someone around she could maybe talk to...but it also meant the CS might come looking for Brianna, and find their old friend Ashley too. A two-for-one, you might say. Great savings.
"Hey," she said to the redhead. "I'm Ashley. Nice to meet you." Ash offered a hand to shake, then peered down into the crate curiously.
"So, uh...nice ride over?"
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Vik squints, scrutinizing the newcomer a bit more carefully.Ashley Logan wrote:"She's not a robot, idiot," she muttered irritably.
"Eh, oh, like she's one of them partially-converted 'borgs, then? Not The New Generation, but prosthetically-inclined? Ah, well, reckon she's got a trick or two implanted, right Hairy? Nothing to be shamed of for making use of accessories."
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Charlemagne blushes...can a Lyn-Srial blush? If they can, he did. "This is most certainly not for recreation, and a more impolite assumption I cannot imagine right now. She is now a valued member of our team, and well-armed, it would seem." He allows himself a hearty chuckle at his own joke, then straightens up. "Your former commander is outmatched at the start, even should he bring the cowardly Basques in a Death's Head Transport. Certainly, with your gifts, we are that much more formidable a force."
Turning to Captain Norris, he acknowledges the salute. "I believe this is the last of our needs at this time. Let us depart as soon as you will." Charlemagne inhales deeply, taking in the hot summer air mingled with the spray of the river. "May the blessings of the Almighty God and His Holiness the Pope be upon our travels."
Turning to Captain Norris, he acknowledges the salute. "I believe this is the last of our needs at this time. Let us depart as soon as you will." Charlemagne inhales deeply, taking in the hot summer air mingled with the spray of the river. "May the blessings of the Almighty God and His Holiness the Pope be upon our travels."
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Leo sports a Vulcan-arch as Brianna emerges from the cargo-box, quickly darting his gaze between various allies and Brianna -- hoping to confirm that this was as profoundly odd to them, as it was to him.
This is considered abnormal, correct? People don't just ship themselves in containers, often, do they?!
Unsure of an appropriate working response, "Well, uh. . .", Leo is jarred by Vik's sudden interjection -- overcome by an intense wave of fremdscham, he pinches the bridge of his nose and just shakes his head. At least until the captain waltzes by. . .
If Leo was uncomfortable before, he was now positively distressed. His left eye twitching as he stares in disbelief. . .
What is wrong with people!?
Relieved by Ashley's rebuke, Leo simply mutters, "Deja Vu. . ." Still profoundly perturbed by the act of wanton social bulimia, Leo tries to salvage some measure of amicable greeting but misses the opportunity, once more, to his propensity to over-analyze his interactions, not that the vastly disparate definitions of polite behavior that seem to dot the landscape like some hideously malformed mosaic made it an easy task. After Vik's. . . introduction, "You'll have to excuse him -- he's rabid, probably. We let him sleep where the fission engine vents contaminants and just douse him with iodine every so often, it seems to work, mostly." Nervously chuckling, Leo was only half-attempting to maybe lessen Vik's competency as to selfishly avoid watching a man get sawed in half. The thought curdles Leo's stomach nevertheless.
Mention of the CS is starting to raise Leo's hair on end, a wholesomely distressing feeling, and apparently, this woman had at one point in time been associated with them, that was going to complicate his introduction recalling prior conversations. "Uhh, well I'm Leonard the Fourth -- Logistical engineer. Pleased to make your acquaintance. . . Bri-Brianna, was it?" awkwardly holding a hand outstretched, Leo can't help but twinge at the thought of this newcomer suddenly maiming Vik. Not that it would be a surprise, "I hate to ask. . . but if you do wallop the man, uh, please give me a forewarning -- I'm certain there might be a significant bloodborne hazard risk." Grimacing in genuine concern for that eventuality, Leo watches Charlemagne's reaction to the whole scenario.
At least Charlemagne is civilized. . .
Clearing his throat, Leo tacks on something of a verbal post-script, "Hrrm, yes, welcome to the team. Please don't hesitate to ask if you ever need something repaired."
This is considered abnormal, correct? People don't just ship themselves in containers, often, do they?!
Unsure of an appropriate working response, "Well, uh. . .", Leo is jarred by Vik's sudden interjection -- overcome by an intense wave of fremdscham, he pinches the bridge of his nose and just shakes his head. At least until the captain waltzes by. . .
If Leo was uncomfortable before, he was now positively distressed. His left eye twitching as he stares in disbelief. . .
What is wrong with people!?
Relieved by Ashley's rebuke, Leo simply mutters, "Deja Vu. . ." Still profoundly perturbed by the act of wanton social bulimia, Leo tries to salvage some measure of amicable greeting but misses the opportunity, once more, to his propensity to over-analyze his interactions, not that the vastly disparate definitions of polite behavior that seem to dot the landscape like some hideously malformed mosaic made it an easy task. After Vik's. . . introduction, "You'll have to excuse him -- he's rabid, probably. We let him sleep where the fission engine vents contaminants and just douse him with iodine every so often, it seems to work, mostly." Nervously chuckling, Leo was only half-attempting to maybe lessen Vik's competency as to selfishly avoid watching a man get sawed in half. The thought curdles Leo's stomach nevertheless.
Mention of the CS is starting to raise Leo's hair on end, a wholesomely distressing feeling, and apparently, this woman had at one point in time been associated with them, that was going to complicate his introduction recalling prior conversations. "Uhh, well I'm Leonard the Fourth -- Logistical engineer. Pleased to make your acquaintance. . . Bri-Brianna, was it?" awkwardly holding a hand outstretched, Leo can't help but twinge at the thought of this newcomer suddenly maiming Vik. Not that it would be a surprise, "I hate to ask. . . but if you do wallop the man, uh, please give me a forewarning -- I'm certain there might be a significant bloodborne hazard risk." Grimacing in genuine concern for that eventuality, Leo watches Charlemagne's reaction to the whole scenario.
At least Charlemagne is civilized. . .
Clearing his throat, Leo tacks on something of a verbal post-script, "Hrrm, yes, welcome to the team. Please don't hesitate to ask if you ever need something repaired."
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“Hah! Well-armed! Nice one, Charlie!” Captain William Norris guffawed loudly, slapping Charlemagne hard on the back, in that sensitive area between the wings. He gave the Lyn-Srial a queer look at the mention of the pope, though.
“Sure, friend,” he said. “We’ll be anchor up in ten.” With that, the crude old captain turned to walk up the barge and hop across the short distance onto the tow boat.
“Sure, friend,” he said. “We’ll be anchor up in ten.” With that, the crude old captain turned to walk up the barge and hop across the short distance onto the tow boat.
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Having already known the contents of the container Thomas is unsurprised by the woman jumping out. But he is surprised by the insanity he hears her speak. Waiting until things are in motion and the outsiders have left Thomas says to himself. "Did our commanders have a stupid plan contest before they sent her? If she is wanted by the CS patrolling the area we are in why would she be here without a disguise or at least trimming and dying those locks. Sometimes the people in command amaze me with their lack of foresight."Brianna wrote: Straightening up she looks to Charlemagne. "Sir." she is a little puzzled again not used to things outside the Coalition. "Command saw fit to send me as I used to work with the CS in the parts near where we are headed. They feel my training should serve us well. I must warn you however that should the CS understand that I am with you my old C.O. may take a special interest in our assignment."
Offering the cyborg some of the fine whine he had been lucky enough to score while in town he thought to himself. "Well, welcome aboard. Do you suppose we could talk you into wearing a concealing cloak, maybe changing your appearance a bit, and not mentioning in front of unaligned crews of strangers how your wanted?
"I do not think it would benefit any of us for some kid looking to get rich to sell you out."
Then he started thinking to himself. Is she a partial cyborg or a full cyborg, he always had trouble telling when they were considered full or partial, but she is pretty far gone so she must be at least one of those.
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Re: Journey to Hope 1.1: The Journey Begins
"I am not a sex-bot. I am human just like the you. I just have outfitted myself better to handle the DBs who seem to have us outmatched in most departments one way or another."
"Nice to meet you as well Marvin. Good to see one of you doesn't make ridiculous assumptions." As she glare more towards Vik giving him a wide berth.
"Thank you Thomas. I try not to drink on the job. I have changed my appearance slightly since my time with the CS. Also if any of these unaligned twits wants to run off and get themselves killed they can sure try to turn me in."
"Nice to meet you as well Marvin. Good to see one of you doesn't make ridiculous assumptions." As she glare more towards Vik giving him a wide berth.
"Thank you Thomas. I try not to drink on the job. I have changed my appearance slightly since my time with the CS. Also if any of these unaligned twits wants to run off and get themselves killed they can sure try to turn me in."
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Feeling a little embarrassed, Ashley lowers her unshaken hand. Maybe cyborgs weren't into that, or...maybe Brianna could tell she was ex-Coalition and held it against her? She wasn't sure. Maybe best just to let it go.
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Vik nudges Ashley after noticing the awkward attempt at a handshake.
"Don't worry there, Your Hotness, she don't seem like the warm an' fuzzy type 'a robo-woman, anyhow. Prob'ly be all technical specs from Coalition Soldier Quarterly 'sted of quality girl-talk, I wager. Funny tho, innit, how a little honest mis-assuming turns her off those as has good intentions, and sends 'er into the arms of those with silver tongues and menacin' palates. Can't save everyone from the stew-pot, more's the pity, or else there'd be nothing but haggis for the rest of us plebes, eh?"
"Don't worry there, Your Hotness, she don't seem like the warm an' fuzzy type 'a robo-woman, anyhow. Prob'ly be all technical specs from Coalition Soldier Quarterly 'sted of quality girl-talk, I wager. Funny tho, innit, how a little honest mis-assuming turns her off those as has good intentions, and sends 'er into the arms of those with silver tongues and menacin' palates. Can't save everyone from the stew-pot, more's the pity, or else there'd be nothing but haggis for the rest of us plebes, eh?"
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Ashley stared at Vik for a second, trying to figure out what the hell he was talking about, then shook her head.
"Okay, first? Not 'your hotness.' Please. Not ever. Second, I think mistaking her for a sex-robot when she's clearly human kind of justifies her reaction. And last...what even is haggis? Is that a word you literally just made up? What are you even saying?"
"Okay, first? Not 'your hotness.' Please. Not ever. Second, I think mistaking her for a sex-robot when she's clearly human kind of justifies her reaction. And last...what even is haggis? Is that a word you literally just made up? What are you even saying?"
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Vik looks at Ashley quizzically:
"'Your Hotness don't do it for ya? Maybe 'Hot and Sour,' then? 'Sultry Scorcher?' 'Torrid Tart?' I will defer to your wishes, o' Lady of Thermal Delights," Vik says. "And whaddya mean what am I speaking? Queen's own, I am, with a little shine for good looks. And are you telling me you've never had a good haggis and chips? What's the post-apocky-lipstick world come to?"
"'Your Hotness don't do it for ya? Maybe 'Hot and Sour,' then? 'Sultry Scorcher?' 'Torrid Tart?' I will defer to your wishes, o' Lady of Thermal Delights," Vik says. "And whaddya mean what am I speaking? Queen's own, I am, with a little shine for good looks. And are you telling me you've never had a good haggis and chips? What's the post-apocky-lipstick world come to?"
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Looking at Vik as if the poor man was speaking a language he did not understand Thomas goes against his better nature and says. "Perhaps a better name would be simply to call her Ashley, or Ms Logan."
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"What's the point of being on a team of superhero secret agents if we don't get code names, Tommy?"Thomas wrote:Looking at Vik as if the poor man was speaking a language he did not understand Thomas goes against his better nature and says. "Perhaps a better name would be simply to call her Ashley, or Ms Logan."
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Karsk looked at Vik like he'd grown a second head.
"Karsk like you Vik. Karsk think you touched in the head."
He turned to face Brianna
"Karsk, tracker," he introduced himself, the Simvan thumping his chest.
"Karsk like you Vik. Karsk think you touched in the head."
He turned to face Brianna
"Karsk, tracker," he introduced himself, the Simvan thumping his chest.