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On 10/21/2017 at 12:16 AM, Daakjenaar said:
"If you're talking about him, I suppose I do. If you're still angry about Tavus, however, I've made multiple attempts to tell you I did the right thing there." Clogori said, sounding exhausted. "Alright, I guess we don't have much else to do. While they're welding the door back together, I guess I can explain myself."
He the muttered to himself. "All of these worlds are yours, except for Europa. Attempt no landings there. Well, look at us now. I suppose it wasn't much of a landing, though."
"Enough of the old earth literature. Tavus, while troubled, was the last sane member of his team and trying to turn his life around. Tarnas is a raving psychopath and an abject abomination. Why, IN GOD'S NAME, did you KILL Tavus, and why is Tarnas not only alive, but now covered in that infested mass and HUNTING US?" Chegar began sputtering. "WHAT THE F#CK WERE YOU THINKING!? WHAT THE F#CK WAS YOUR PLAN HERE?!"
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On 10/20/2017 at 9:04 AM, bowiespoon said:
A grineer dropship rose from the settlement and quickly flew away in the direction of the wrecks.
Once the dropship put some distance between itself and the tenno, the body of the Constable disappeared.
{...The Body!...}
"What Happened?" Bojaun asked, stepping into the ship.
{... It's Gone! The Body Just disappeared!...}
"WHAT?" He dashed inside, sweeping the cargo hold for the body. That's when Bojaun noticed the ship taking off on the Mantis's sensors.
J'Taav sweeps in to show us the way, leaves, then the Constable's body goes missing...
Bojaun tapped his hands on the console, watching as the ship departed.
"I'm going after it. Someone's pushing us to go after the hierarchy only, and I wanna know why."5 hours ago, souldrive11 said:"Right, you can go after that drupshop if you want~" Aria growls, an aura of silent rage radiating off her. If faces could be seen underneath helmets, there would be a set of very glazed eyes alongside a thin smile reaching from ear to ear.
"Me, I've had enough of chasing leads only to double back to right back where we started during work hours~ Tower full of near immortal minions and a last boss to smash~? *That*, I can get behind~"
Aria's Elytron soars down from a cloud cover and CLICKS onto her waist, slowly lifting her feet off the ground.
"Let me know how the dripship goes; there's things that need ripping and tearing, and I'm nothing if not commited to my craft~" Aria purrs lowly, deliberately mispronouncing the word. With that, her engines roar to life and she takes off towards the sea of stars. As she accelerates, a line of void energy can be seen firing off from her, attaching to a decloaking Scimitar which she uses to piggyback up and away.
"...sorry, she's in a bad mood after being run around with not a lot to show for it..." Mia quietly apologizes mentally.
"...that said; though the tower's an obvious trap, nothing good will come of leaving it alone either..."
The clanking of mechanics fill the air as a decloaking Itzal and Nyx P appear into view beside the naked figure and Leveret.
"...I'll keep an eye on her, keep in touch..."
With that, the Mia and her ride disappear like a candle being snuffed out. Up in the air, the blinked Archwing reappears in the sky and it's silenced engines glow like fireflies as the Tenno chases after Aria, a decloaking Liset in hot pursuit.
Bojaun watched as the two departed.
"Good luck up there." Bojaun said plugging in the coordinates for the fleeing dropship.On 10/20/2017 at 12:16 AM, rabbitsandroses said:"Well, I'm good at helping, that's for sure. And I trust you all more than I trust that jerk. Consider me on your side unless something goes horribly wrong."
He sighed and rolled his shoulders. "I might be able to call in a friend to help, too, but he's flaky and only operates on Mars, so I can't promise anything."
"What about you? You heading up there two?" Bojaun asked Leveret.
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Just now, Daakjenaar said:
Clogori didn't turn around to face them, nor did he acknowledge their presence. The Perrin troops had their weapons lowered, and some of them went back to a few consoles. The ship was clearly mostly non-functional, but some systems still worked. The area was silent again for a moment.
Chegar recentered himself, slowly sheathing his katana.
"If there's anyone that needs medical attention, bring them front and center!" Chegar yelled, slowly marching over to Clogori,
"You have....Some serious explaining to do here, Tenno." He said, his voice still cold and harsh as he addressed the Limbo. -
16 hours ago, ArchwingPrime said:
“Good idea. I need to load up my Elytron so I can push the debris onto the ship and start welding it together. It’s gonna take some strength, which is what a frame like Rhino has. I just gotta rig one up and we’ll be good to go. “ Altair smiled before waving and went down to the foundry to try and start crafting the Rhino.
3 hours ago, souldrive11 said:Dossiers for affiliated members and associates are coming out negative. Loka comes out negative. Then Perrin comes out negative.
Finally, as the last of Meridian records are neared scoured a single hit comes up. The files are heavily encrypted and wouldn't be easy to access without diverting serious power and time to it, but what *is* viewable is a single symbol. The same symbol matches one that's barely stitched on the woman's right arm. It belongs to a small group, barely double digits in size if that. A symbol that Svytoj might be familiar with during his last few missions abroad.
"Just borrow mine." Chegar said, pointing over the armory. "I'll keep up with the repair: those shields need some serious patching." He said, making his way towards the shield generators.
He looked at his PDA, watching as the badge flashed across the display.
"Oh...Now how did Svytoj miss that?" Chegar said calmly, an coy smile crossing his face.
_________________________________________________3 hours ago, souldrive11 said:Before long, all five sets of keys have been pilfered and dropped in to the Frost's hands and the pair are now hiding in dead end shaft overlooking a main hallway below.
As each key fell into his hands, Svytoj quickly undid the restraining bolts, flexing his limbs as he made a mad dash through the vents, blinking quickly to his Frosts position. He couldn't see the woman, or his warframe, but he could hear them.
3 hours ago, souldrive11 said:"...right, this is as far as this vent goes. Bridge is completely sealed off except for the one door." the woman whispers. Still dragging the empty suit behind her, she begins to shuffle herself inside the crewman outfit. Shortly after, a brown outfit pops out of the vent and dangles for a bit before dropping off onto the metal floor below. The Shade inside the vent nudges the bucket helmet down the exposed vent where the woman grabs it noiselessly and shunts it over her head.
[Here's hoping that my acting's good enough.] The woman mutters over the comm line. The crew*woman* walks up to the locked metal blast doors. [From here on out it's playing it by ear. Whatever happens If we can't take the bridge, months of hiding in the crawlspace and prepping will be for nothing.]
Slapping the bucket over her head several times to calm herself down, she takes one last look at the Frost before pressing a side panel, opening the blast doors and walking in, her steps and body language mimicing the crew onboard.
As the vent closed, Svytoj blinked into the vent his Frost was in. He watched though the eyes of his warframe as the woman disappeared into the room, pressing towards the end of the vent.
3 hours ago, souldrive11 said:No sooner had she taken several steps when every single member of the bridge swivels around. In the captain's chair, a familiar voice booms throughout the room; the same voice that blared over the loudspeakers when Svytoj first crashed into the cargo hold.
"You are not a member of this crew." The genderless tone speaks flatly.
"but-"
"The next patrol report is not due for another twenty minutes, your suit GPS tracker has been tampered with,"
"I-"
"You aren't carrying the issued required firearms at all times, and your suit is bulging in the wrong places for a masculine build. I don't know who you are, but you,"
Several crewmen operators swiftly draw out Sciscos and open fire at once, the rounds hitting the woman squarely in the chest as she gets sent crashing to the ground.
"aren't taking another step."
"You're gonna need more guns, boys..." The voice echoing from the hulking metal suit as it entered the Bridge. The Frost loomed over the woman: what ever damage was there, the Waframe's regenerative aura was working hard to negate it.
The blast door closed behind the Warfame as orange and green sparks hovered around it, the air rippling as the suits ambient cold pulsed in the ships atmosphere. -
2 minutes ago, Daakjenaar said:
They were interrupted by sounds of gunfire, and the associated bullets nearly hitting them. A whole bunch of guns (A multiple of 10) were fired at the now-destroyed doors. Most of it was ballistic, and sounded like Bratons. There were a few energy shots here and there, looking like they were fired from Tetras and Supras.
(Overkill is the best kill)
They were poorly aimed, and almost all of them were missing. However, a few of them would impact both of the Warframes. Plenty of steam had been created when the door was removed, preventing them from seeing who was firing.
Chegar immediately stumbled back, parrying as many shots as he could with his nikana. He did his best to boost the volume of his Warframe's speaker; given it wasn't a Banshee, the results were... less than perfect.
"{HOLD YOUR FIRE! HOLD YOUR FIRE!}" Chegar Called, reaching out both through the COMM's and hollering at the top of his lungs in an attempt to quell the bombardment. -
On 10/14/2017 at 8:58 PM, rabbitsandroses said:
"Gotcha. I'm on it. I'd rather bomb that thing, anyway. It would probably be more satisfying, at least."
Leveret turned around, watching the debris settle in the remains of the hangar, praying he wouldn't catch sight of the loki.On 10/14/2017 at 11:11 PM, Daakjenaar said:The door wasn't especially reinforced, and was taken down rather easily. The surrounding area was eerily still, with the air getting colder every moment. Ice crystals formed on some points on the walls from the exterior cold getting in. The area was silent, and devoid of movement. While this didn't disprove Tarnas' presence by any means, there was definitely no one else incoming.
"Well... Guess we should start searching." Chegar said, ejecting the spent mines and replacing his angstrum's magazine before unslinging his Sobek. "Let's get to it..."
On 10/18/2017 at 8:28 AM, Daakjenaar said:Chegar recieved a message from seemingly out of nowhere. It wasn't clear who would send him a message, given the situation, and there was no name accompanying the message. It was quite short, and all text. It abruptly appeared on Chegar's HUD.
I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I didn't mean for this to happen. Be careful. I can't do anything to stop him. I can't let him know I told you this. I have to avoid mentioning names or he'll find out.
"whoa..." He paused just as he was stepping inside the bridge. He turned to Leveret. "Did you just get a line of text on you're HUD?"
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19 hours ago, souldrive11 said:
The woman leaps feet first into the air at the guard looses their footing and slips backwards back into their chair. Grabbing the guard's neck, she grabs them in an an aerial headlock and drags them down in a gravity assisted takedown. Wasting no time, they squeeze down on the guard's neck, pressure popping the Tech's helmet straight off revealing a head that's half replaced with cybernetics, including an articial eye and no right ear.
Within a short period the guard is rendered unconscious, and the woman drag them into a nearby grate, stuffing them inside like a scrunched up piece of paper before locking the crate back on. Getting back up, the woman quickly pours over the guard's station, scrolling down the hard light screens in a flurry before activating a series of protocols.
"...ok, cameras will be fed false data for the next half an hour, and guards should be knocked out long enough...I hope..." she mutters both to herself and to Svytoj.
Holding a keychain and long cylinder they swiftly crawl back into the vents and over to the hidden Frost.
"Don't lose these," The woman pants, handing Svytoj both the keychain and cylinder. "The keychain's got the electronic key, and the tube's a self changing physical key. One down, and we've got to hit four more before the half hour's up before the bridge security can be bypassed. Let's move..."
The woman wastes no time before restarting her crawl through the vents, disappearing from sight and sound in a flash. The clock is ticking, and there's still over two kilometers of ship to cover.
In a flash of orange, the two keys vanished from the Frost's hand.
"Don't worry. I'm not letting them out of my sight." Svytoj said, now clasping onto them as they appeared in his own hand in another orange flash, the sound of them jingling in his grasp clear over the link. His Frost quickly followed, still managing to keep pace with the woman.
_______________________________________________________________19 hours ago, ArchwingPrime said:"Well, Chegar. Perhaps we should try that disguise method. The question is how to do it. There's only one kind of Warframe that excels at disguising and stealth and we don't have a Loki on our side" Altair sighed at the thought in dissatisfaction before looking around.
Chegar chuckled a bit. "You really think I'd go running around the solar system without having other 'frames in reserve?" He asked calmly. "Aside from rigging up a Loki, I think we should start collecting some of this debris; try to make a shell just big enough to hide whatever we're riding in."
On 10/15/2017 at 4:53 PM, souldrive11 said:At the first pass on public search engines, no hits come up on the mysterious woman's identity. Whether it be on Grineer hit lists, or Corpus high value targets, nothing directly matches the shape or voice of the figure. Syndicates and private databases would take a bit more time to sift through. Whoever this person is, they're definitely not well known by the two main factions.
Chegar kept scrubbing for intel, taking a deeper dive into syndicate files.
Come-on, there's gotta be something... -
10 hours ago, rabbitsandroses said:
"Surgeon?" He paused, thinking. "Depends, are we cutting things off, or sticking them back on?"
((whoops, it sure would help if I hit 'submit' before going to bed, now, wouldn't it))"Sticking them back on... technically." Bojaun said. moving back towards the ship. "still, any help I can get I'll take."
21 hours ago, souldrive11 said:As Sarah rounds the corner, a set of invisible eyes can be felt by Sarah gazing into the back of her head; not accusing, or pitying, just staring into her like a bird staring into the splashing waves below.
Aria noisily climbs out of the fountain, tiny streams of vapor already rising off her frame as she steps out. Getting on all fours, she gives herself a vigorous shake, droplets splashing onto anyone nearby like a pet coming out of the rain.
[...aside from emergency patch jobs, not very...] the radio crackles in response to the exposed figure. [...the only specialist is still at Deadwood, though as they're preparing to head offworld I can't say for how long. that and the timeframe,] the invisible Nyx looks up towards the blue yonder, weariness leaking out of her. [is getting shorter...]
"in that case, we'd better get moving. I don't know about you, but those two seemed too eager to put the ol' dog down." He said, looking back at the three Tenno behind him. "Normally I'd say we should take our own ships. But considering what's happened, I think we all need to swap notes. Who's with me?" Bojaun asked, hand resting on the side of the ship as he looked back at his comrades.
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On 10/17/2017 at 12:30 AM, souldrive11 said:
"Oh it'll tip them off without a doubt if you use your fridge powers overtly. And any kills will immediately trigger a shipwide alert. No. it's gotta be the old fashioned way, grabbing and submissions."
The woman leans out and gently pries open the foot level grate. leaning it to the side. "If you're confident in accuracy though, I suggest hitting the limbs as soon as they're down and you have a clean shot. If the head or any of the bucket -borgs inside the alarm, no amount of vent crawling will keep us safe."
At the end of that line, the Shade zooms ahead and up into the overhanging vents above.
"Time to go stealth."
With that, the woman slides out and behind a island panel. As a guard finishes inspecting the sensors and turns around she spins forward, grabs them by the neck and pulls them behind as the overhanging camera swings across. Silently, the woman grapples the guard in a necklock, the guard tapping their even their enhanced arms futilely against the woman`s own for a few seconds before finally blacking out. Slipping along the walls she repeats the process, the Shade's metallic manipulator temporarily shutting down the cameras long enough for the woman to pull a guard behind a darkened corner and incapacitate them. The entire process appears strikingly similar to a certain methodology used by a group that operates throughout the system.
In the span of a minute, all but the head guard has been dispatched, and with luck they were spinning back towards the other side of the room.
"...right, ten seconds before cameras come back online. here goes nothing..."
Sneaking into a corner, the woman takes a quiet breath before they bolt for the guard before they spin back around.
As they make it halfway through the room, a stray datapad within the Frost's line of sight drops onto the ground, clattering like a nail in an echoing room. The head guard spins around, and upon seeing the figure rushing them pulls out a handgun and takes aim at the woman's head.
The downed guards would find their arms and legs held to the floor by thick ice. Before the Head Guard could pull the trigger, an equally thick layer of ice coats their arm and weapon, locking the firing mechanism. a thin sheet of ice formed below their boots as Svytoj lobbed a large brick of ice at the Guards chest; Not to freeze, but to send the guard off balance and cause them to slip on the ice. The Frost quickly moved to stay out of the cammera's line of sight.
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On 10/17/2017 at 11:23 PM, rabbitsandroses said:
"Okay, wait, no, someone owes me an explanation," Leveret cut in, "What's the deal with you two?" He pointed to J'Taav and Sarah. "You go around ordering Meridean operatives killed, then start working with tenno like nothing happened?"
5 hours ago, bowiespoon said:J'Taav and Sarah shared a glance, but continued walking.
"I'm sure one of your friends can fill you in." he said simply as they rounded a corner and disappeared from sight.
"This, sadly, is just another product of the times we find ourselves in." Bojaun said Calmly as he watched the Mantis land. "Personally I do my best to ignore people like J'Taav whenever possible." he walked towards the ship, then stopped, looking back at Leveret. "How good of a surgeon are you?" He asked, Eyes fixed on the newcomer.
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58 minutes ago, Titanlegierung said:
on the operators
YES!
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8 minutes ago, Sandro197 said:
what am i gonna do with that? ^^
Can we wear these if we get two of them...?
HEY, DE! LET US WEAR THE FISH BOOTS! -
1 hour ago, [DE]Megan said:
This is an issue we are actively working on.
If anyone has EE.Logs or repro steps we would love to take them:
Solo bounties, at least in my experience, haven't had the same vault breaking glitch. Public ones, regardless of squad size, do seem to have the issue.
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On 10/13/2017 at 1:25 AM, rabbitsandroses said:
Leveret touched down nearby and approached slowly, wary of interrupting. He wasn't sure how to react, given his last encounter with J'Taav.
On 10/15/2017 at 12:05 PM, bowiespoon said:With the Constable's hat moved away from his face, his cause of death became apparent. There was a bloody scorched hole in his head, likely from a weapon modified to use some form of incendiary ammunition. Due to cauterization of the wound, there was very little blood.
"Before his untimely demise," J'Taav said, "The Constable passed on the location of his commanding officer - one of the most influential figures among the Hierarchy. Take him out, and you throw their entire chain of command into chaos, and well as create a power vacuum that the other leaders will seek to fill, leading to infighting within the Hierarchy."
He looked up towards the sky.
"Like the Inquisition, the Marshals have made their base of operations in an orokin tower ship. It is currently in orbit around the planet. Their leader will likely be expecting you, so be prepared for one hell of a fight."
"Hmmm..." Bojaun looked over the corpse, taking in what J'Taav said. "Good work..." The Chroma stood up slowly. "Ambassa, I have body for pick up."
{...Understood...} The Cephalon replied, Svytoj's green mantis looming over the corpse, its tractor beam spinning up as it pulled the Constables body from the ground. The Chroma looked over at J'Taav. "I still have questions, but I'll just have to wait until we get into orbit." -
On 10/15/2017 at 4:53 PM, souldrive11 said:
At the first pass on public search engines, no hits come up on the mysterious woman's identity. Whether it be on Grineer hit lists, or Corpus high value targets, nothing directly matches the shape or voice of the figure. Syndicates and private databases would take a bit more time to sift through. Whoever this person is, they're definitely not well known by the two main factions.
On 10/15/2017 at 4:48 PM, souldrive11 said:In the tiny crawlspace where *Svytoj* is, self made insertion cuts and connections abound on the wires and circuits bolted underneath the floors, a result of the woman putting feelers out throughout the ship's sensor array. Not a single one is at a level deep enough to affect systems directly, but
"With anti-ship missiles?" The figure asks with equal snark and surprise, apparently pulling a bit of info on the hanger fallout enroute. "Now, I'm no official space ninja, but I'm pretty sure explosives aren't people's first thought when doing a sneaking mission."
After a few more minutes of quiet crawling, the pair arrive at a line of underlying grates, with a cross intersection a few meters ahead. Outside, the sounds of precision footsteps can be heard, and on the edge of sight peeking to the other side of the room a rotating Tech warden who's back is facing them is sitting at giant console could be seen, floating hard light screens surrounding the air.
"...right, first stop to hit..." The woman turns her head and whispers to the Frost, her visor flashing to life for a moment.
"Console's gotta be hit as part of a system that needs to be infiltrated before I can get to the bridge. The bucket in the swivel chair's also got one of the five sets of keys needed to get those *things*," the woman points at the bolts still inserted inside the Frost. "off you."
"Sensors and cameras up here have to be physically hacked to avoid the failsafes built into the entire ship, and even then it will be only for a a minute or so before they reset. The guards are disciplined, but in this case it can be used as they're guaranteed to walk in a set patrol between panels. Objective is simple; take down the staff *quietly*, quickly, and *incapacitate*, not kill the chief before anyone can raise an alarm. Think you can do that, or do you want to take a backseat to this?"
"At the time it was either 'stage accident' or let them find trace void energy in the ice on that ship." Svytoj said, placing one of his hands on the wires near him as his warframe continued to crawl. "I personally blame the normal corpus 'form over function' marketing plan they usually go by."
If the woman looked again, she would see that the tip of the bolt was missing, being replaced by a metallic scab created by the Frost's regenerative aura: The bolt wasn't in the Waframe, but rather in the being that had exited it.
With his hand over the wires, Svytoj began to 'read' the data flowing through them, listening and watching the audio and video data that may be there.
"As for taking out the patrols, I may be able to assist: Freezing them over without causing lasting damage wouldn't be to hard. The only issue may be how discrete we can do it." Svytoj said "It's not too loud, but there's still a chance the temperature change could tips one off." He paused for a moment. "At this point, it's your mission. You think turning that room into a cooler is the better bet?"
_______________________________________________On 10/15/2017 at 8:25 AM, ArchwingPrime said:"Perhaps with the right modifications, we could implement cloaking technology to sneak through the defenses undetected. It would take time for the upgrades though."
"Maybe." Chegar said calmly. "I'm still concerned how quickly they saw through the ships void mask." The Vauban tapped his foot as he thought.
"Svytoj said he got in when he hitch-hiked on one of their ships. We don't have the luxury of a corpus ship, but disguising one of ours as space debris may give us an edge. so long as void mask echos don't give the ship away again." -
On 10/12/2017 at 5:46 PM, souldrive11 said:
"You first~" The woman replies quietly, the smirk practically radiating through her mask and helmet as she makes an effort to put a considerable distance down the crawl space.
"What's a space mercenary like you trying to...*sneak* onboard one of the most well secured Corpus convoys this side of the solar system? I mean for all I know you're after my head~"
The accompanying Shade's head light's glow fills the tight quarters, though more than once it's cut off by the woman's waving posterior. Reaching an intersection in the maintainence vents, the woman quickly shimmys onto a ladder and climbs upwards.
On the side panel several directions are laid out, but the one most relevant to the Frost is the one marked [↑ - Security office]
Svytoj mentally bookmarked the path to the security office, His frost still following behind the woman.
"If I, or any other Tenno, was after you, you'd know." Svytoj replied. "My main goal was surveillance. Blew up in my face, quite literally, when I was trying to clear evidence of my arrival. " Svytoj sounded bitter at the last part. "got shot from the vent system like it was a goddamn spud-gun..."
Svytoj, still back were he had been left, continued looking for data conduits where he sat: He hoped he wouldn't have to send his Warframe to the security office.
_____________________________________________On 10/12/2017 at 8:29 PM, ArchwingPrime said:"I guess so. For now, I better get comfortable and hope the repairs go smoothly" Altair then looked around and sighed before looking at his Excalibur and smiled.
Chegar was still piloting his Vauban, Arms folded behind his back as He watched the convoy from afar. His eyes fixed on the lead ship.
"Don't worry. You're ship is coming along fine." he said calmly. "Right now, we need to be brainstorming ways of getting aboard. Preferably before they know we're coming." Chegar looked over at Altair. "Thoughts?" -
On 10/10/2017 at 8:41 PM, Daakjenaar said:
The entrance to the Bridge was locked. This likely meant that either people were inside, or no one had been alive to unlock it. The corridor around them was very dim, and tilted slightly. The area around them had fallen silent. A light flickered occasionally, and sometimes stayed off for a few seconds.
On 10/13/2017 at 12:11 PM, rabbitsandroses said:"Well, hell." Leveret said, sounding frustrated. "What should we do? There's probably a hole to go through somewhere, or we could just blow the thing open."
Chegar removed the magazine from this Angstrum, clipping two Tesla mines to the front of it as he knelt in front of the door. He pulled the trigger, hot plasma cutting into the metal door. Chegar began moving the improvised arch-cutter around the seam of the door, keeping an eye out for any signs of Tarnas.
"Just make sure that crazed Loki doesn't come running up on us." -
On 10/10/2017 at 10:19 PM, bowiespoon said:
"Alas, tenno, you were too late," J'Taav said, "It appears that our dear Constable has shuffled off his mortal coil before you could arrive."
"However," J'Taav continued, "Before he passed on, I managed to extract a good deal of information from him, and I believe that I know where you need to go next."
32 minutes ago, souldrive11 said:Neither frame interrupts as the Valkyr P climbs into the middle of the fountain in the square, but within earshot a *very* long string of obscenities and incoherent mutterings fill the immediate area. Raising their helmet up, the Valkyr dunks it into the pool...a *cooling* method perhaps?
Bojaun touches down right next to the now dead Constable. He lifts the hat off his face, examining the body for exactly what happened.
He looks at the Aria and, roughly, where Mia was. Finally, he looked back at J'Taav.
"What exactly did he say?" He asked, returning his attention back to the corpse. -
12 minutes ago, souldrive11 said:
[...]
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Aria slowly hovers down to the wreckage of the galleon, and finds a large flat piece of hull. Planting both feet on the ground, the Valkyr P picks up with both hands and flips it straight into the wreckage, smashing open another large hole.
[WELL F##K THIS S##T~!!!] Aria screams in exasperation over the comms.
"...I feel you, but we need to stay focused. We can let off your steam later..." Mia whispers to Aria in private, the irritation and aggravation radiating off her being felt in full force in from up where the Nyx P was floating.
[I need a freakin' drink...or twelve...]
"...I'll get a bottle of rice wine and a hot bath for you after this is all over..."
[...you better~...] Aria sighs, as she turns around and bursts off into the night sky chasing after her beloved, filling the radio traffic with a string of obscenities.
As the Itzal makes it past Leveret, Mia passes on a message to the Frost.
[...change of plans, we're heading back to Dodge...] the neutral voice on the radio says, before the Nyx P roars off into the distance.
{...Well...that was certainly...something...}
{"yeah."}
{...Why didn't you tell us your target was still in Dodge?...}
{"WHA- Don't look at ME! I didn't even know you were coming to dodge!"}
{...And when you knew we were Following you? When you ASKED for a bomb to blow up the ship?...}
{".......god dammit...."}
{...Find your body and get back to Dodge...}
...Bojaun simply sighed.
{"Sorry, Girls... that was my ball. I dropped it."}6 minutes ago, bowiespoon said:((The body was aboard the ship when it crashed. It can be in whatever state you want.))
((Also, why would J'Taav have motor oil on his helmet?))
One final gunshot reverberates throughout the city of Dodge, before the ghost town falls silent once more.
"Just get over here quick." J'Taav says.
On 10/3/2017 at 7:21 PM, EscortAlpha said:J'Taav would notice that, as the ship passed, Several droplets of dark fluid would land on his face (plate?) and armor.
((Bojaun was dripping his black/dark colored blood [almost like motor oil] when he was hanging from the ship.))
Satisfied with the burned remains in the ship, Bojaun revved his engines, the Itzal sending him skyward as he made a bee line for Dodge. -
26 minutes ago, bowiespoon said:
There were no survivors. The impact and subsequent explosion had eliminated everyone aboard. The entire galleon groaned ominously, several load-bearing structures having been demolished.
Just as it seemed that the tenno were all out of leads - they all received a transmission.
"Next time you try to take someone alive, perhaps you don't blow up their ship?" J'Taav said dryly, "Fortunately for you, a certain Hierarchy agent decided not to board that ship at the last second. Why don't you come on back and we can ask him some questions."
"Cool your jets, Hekington." Bojaun said as he walked through the inferno. "I was there when he jumped ship; your welcome for wearing him down for yah." he sounded thoroughly grumpy at this point; perhaps it was the drop onto a hard ship at full speed. "it's the body the other guy left behind I wasn't so sure of. Lemme do search and I'll get back to yah... also, looks like you got motor oil on your face, sorry 'bout that." Bojaun looked around the remains of the ship, looking to see if the intruders body had been left as a decoy, or taken for research by another group.
On 10/7/2017 at 6:16 PM, souldrive11 said:{...Do you want me to double back?...}
"Sure. don't really need my ship here...Actually, Grab Mia and Aria first. we'll need Someone there to talk to our gun-slinging 'friend'." Bojaun said, picking through the rubble for the Intruders body. -
22 minutes ago, bowiespoon said:
At this point, the ship was too close to the galleon to hope to change course. It collided into the other vessel, punching through the rusted hull and exploding in violent fashion.
Back where the tenno had left J'Taav and Sarah, a second gunshot rang out.
Bojaun managed to Fling himself from the ship as it slammed into the Galleon. he tumbled across the hull, leaving several black smears.
He slowly righted himself, limping over to the hole in the ship, and peering into the opening, looking for a 'cold spot'.
{...Are you alright?!...} Ambassa called over the line, the Mantis finally riving on scene.
"yeah... yeah I'm fine. I need a 'Frame and some weapons."
{...What are you have in mind?...}
"... I'm thinking Chroma, Supra, and ripkas."
{...Done...}
An Itzal caring Bojauns requests barreled towards him, the Chroma wrapping around him as it made contact.
With his equip in hand, Bojaun jumped into the inferno.
{...Good luck you ol' Jabberwock...} -
2 minutes ago, rabbitsandroses said:
Leveret nodded, following close behind. "Is it just me, though, or did that seem like an unusual explosion? There shouldn't really be anything that volatile."
Chegar touched down outside the bridge. "All the more reason to suspect that jacked up Loki." Chegar said bluntly. He looked at the bridge, and after 6 seconds let out a nervous huff. "Guess we made it here. Would be a waste if we didn't look inside."
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9 minutes ago, rabbitsandroses said:
At the sound of the blast, Leveret turned mid-air.
"HOLY SH-" He watched in shock. "Uh, what the hell? That wasn't me. That wasn't you. Was it Tarnas? Whoever was messing with us?"
"Forget who did it. There goes our chances of rebuilding one of the ships... F#CK!" Chegar said. " we should be just above the bridge about now. Let's see what we can find." He said, beginning to descend.
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1 hour ago, Daakjenaar said:
Before they could make it that far, the explosives detonated. It was clear it was intended to kill them, as it was almost certainly controlled by remote. The blast radius itself was quite large (Volume of 91 meters, do the math yourself!) even with the rubble blocking it. Parts of the vent began to collapse after the first blast subsided. A couple of walls were demolished rather efficiently. The sound itself was almost deafening at this range, and it wasn't clear how far it would travel.
On 10/5/2017 at 11:48 PM, rabbitsandroses said:"I wouldn't dare call it cliche. 'Standard practice', that's a term that fits a bit better. I'm guessing the worst is Tarnas? From what I gather, the worst is almost always Tarnas."
Chegar was closing in on the bridge at this point. The sound and sight of the detonation quite clear as he looked behind him.
"WHAT THE HELL?!" Chegar blurted, looking to see the hanger He'd just been in crumbling in on itself. He looked over at Leveret.
"Are you seeing this?!"
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"FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!!!!!!"Bojaun's hands slammed onto the console.
The cockpit was filled with dull, low frequency hum. those still in radio range would be able to pick up on the 23 seconds of this nearly inaudible rumbling as Bojaun stared at the screen. Finally, he spoke.
"Ambassa... Can you trace the path of that shuttle...?"
{...With that trajectory, they could be heading just about anywhere in the system. I'm sorry...}
Bojaun went quiet again.
"Fine..." He said, violently plugging the coordinates of the Hierarchy tower ship.
"{Ćha͘ng̵e̢ ͏Of Pl̸a͟n̷s̴.҉ I'm̛ En̕-͢Rou̧te͠ To͠ The To͝wer ͠N̡ow̛.́}" Bojaun grumbled over the COMMS.
"{M͢iá. ̴A̧ri͘a. I d̵o͝n't͡ kno͘w̛ ̷ho̢w͡ much͡ ͝l̢i͜ke ̧Pl͞ut͏o ͞t͠h͝is wil̛l͘ p̡l̵ay͜ ̶óu̵t̨,͏ ͞Bu̴t͝ thi͜s̀ may͟ ̢b̶e ̢ou͘r͞ ̴la̕st͠ ͢sḩơt tǫ f͘i̧n͏d ҉ǫut͜ ͏wh̡o o̢ur̕ m͘ys͘t̸er͘y ͘f̡a͡ct̢ion i͘s͏.̶}" He said, Moving over to the foundry as he plugged in some new instructions.
"{I'͟m ͢nơt͝ ̸a͟ski͠n͝g͏ f̵ór ͞aņy ͏p̢ro͞m͏i҉s̶és, ̀but ̀i͟f̸ ͜y̵o̶u ca̕n̵, ̕I͘ ́ẃa̵n͝t ͟t͜he̛ir leader̨ ALIV͏E: Ȩv̢eryone ͢els̸e ̶is ̢ ͘fair̵ ga̕me.́ ͘T̨h̶is͜ sh͏a̷d̀ow ͠wa̛r ͡of t҉ḩe͘i̧r̶s ͜has̀ ̵go̸n͞e ̕on͢ ͜LON͘G eno͠ugh.}" The foundry spun up, quickly beginning work on milling a new Frost.
"{Sh̷ort̸ o̷f th̢at, ͞Let'̶ş ͠g͠e̶t͠ ̨r̶eady ͏f͠o̕r ͞r̷o͢und̕ ̀T͢wo̸...͢}"