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Family Frustrations.

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Re: Family Frustrations.

Postby Tavey » Sat Aug 01, 2009 4:34 pm

Kynthia grabbed his arm and pulled him closer. Together they watched the glow within his skin grow brighter and dimmer again. She looked into his eyes.

"Figure on that being some kind of trace. You a runaway slave then?" she asked gently. Her mind was running frantically, thinking fast.

"If'n it is, we're humped. We got to make them not be able to be findin' you kid. You.. crud.. Bug, come on. We need Ameri, an' fast."

Together they ran through the ship. Kynthia spotted Nabaal in the lounge, and paused for a moment.

"Nabaal. Got Slavers, they've tagged us some. Also got a tracer on the ship. Keep 'em busy." she pointed at the bridge.

TAG - Nabaal.

"AMERI ! GET READY FOR INCOMING!"

TAG - Ameri

She was scared. Deeply terrified. Slavers were right up there with Reavers. Well. Maybe not right up there. But the stories of ships vanishing in the black, never to be seen again were all to many.

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Re: Family Frustrations.

Postby Quamie » Sat Aug 01, 2009 5:44 pm

Sam looked worse than she was. She'd need to do some back exercises, but some pain killers and mild muscle relaxants would do her a lot of good in the short term. "Here, take these," Ameri told her, giving her some pills as she helped her sit up. She sat on the bed behind Sam, working on loosening up the muscles with her hands.

Ky popped in, and then almost right away popped out again as the proximity alarm went off. Ameri startled, but then focused on Sam, doing her best to ignore it. "It looks like a strain to me. You need to take it easy for a while." Her concentration was shattered when Ky's voice sounded over the intercom.

"Secure everything." she said quietly. "Slavers."

Ameri froze, going white. She focused on breathing, in and out, in and out.

"AMERI ! GET READY FOR INCOMING!"

Misunderstanding, the medic moaned, hearing those words. The slavers were coming. They were coming. There was nothing they could do- Kynthia would have tried everything. She realized suddenly that she had melted right off the bed into a huddled mess by the cot.

Breathe in, breathe out. Breathe in, breathe out. Breathe in. Ameri gulped, trying to look braver than she felt, trying to look like she had it more together than she did. She put a hand on Sam's shoulder. "You can't fight. You'll do serious damage to yourself if you do." Her voice was a whisper, every trace of confidence suddenly disappeared out of the girl.

Just then, Kynthia flew into the infirmary with Bug. Seeing the slave mark, witnessing the glow of the tracer, Ameri understood right away. The incoming wasn't slavers- it was Bug! And Bug was a slave. "Here, on the cot," she ushered the boy over right away, shaking with adrenaline and sheer giddy relief. "We need to get that out of you."

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Re: Family Frustrations.

Postby Jake Sjet » Sat Aug 01, 2009 6:47 pm

Three down...seven letters...with a 'W' in it...

Nabaal wasn't one for cross words, well he was use to using cross words, but the puzzle variety were a new addition to his daily routine. He soundly blamed the kids for this, Bug and Shoddy: they were to keen, to quick, and apart from his grumpy old bones splitting hairs over a repair that didn't seem all that kosher, too good at what they did.

This left Nabaal with 'spare time', time in which no useful work could be done, and nor was it expected. He'd seen that Nakali fella messing around in the cargo bay with all that slow motion arm waving, and of course he'd be remiss if he hadn't stopped and...er...admired the fine form of the two woman sparring. But apart from that, well the last time he'd had spare time had been Christmas Day back in 89', and even that fine snowy day had been ruined by Allied artillery shelling from further up the ridge.

Took out the chicken dinner they'd stolen from the Alliance ground commander the night before on a 'recon' mission of vital dietary importance, even if it ad only meant to be a simple 'patrol'.

So when the Cap'n came rushing through, proclaiming of all things they were being hunted by Slavers, Nabaal silently praised whichever short sighed god looked after old war horses. Finely something he could do, that no young whipper-snappers with nought but the ducks downy on their chins for shaving could do.

He was useful again! Oh, and the word had been 'Screwed'.

Leaping out of his chair, the magazine reader with the cross word puzzle falling to the deck with a clatter of plastic, he made his way up and onto the bridge. Yes it was all coming back now, all the old memories, the sounds. Made him feel damn near nostalgic just standing there, with work to be done and a enemy on their tail.

He slipped quickly into the secondary pilot station, eyes scanning across the screens and gauges, old tricks awakening within his grey haired cranium. He made short work of asking for permission to use the controls, he just did. Along the Monarchs graceful hull, thruster quads burped chemical reactants into space, imparting motion on the 100 tonnes of starship with each mule like kick. Slowly, but with a steady acceleration, the Monarch began to rotate about her long axis much like a pig on a spit until she had reached a stately rotation of 9 revs per minute.

This was a old trick, from a old war, thought up by even older soldiers who spent there times dreaming of ways to ruin the life of their adversaries. This trick was designed for capital ship combat, where large 40 inch lasers and missiles with gigaton war heads were par for the course. When a big bruiser fired its laser, usually at a range of 10's of thousands of kilometres, the aim point would receive a couple of thousand watts of energy on a single spot the size of a grapefruit. Not much armour could stop that kind of assault, but by spinning the ship up, it turned a single pin point of sun hot light into a wide swath of armoured cladding absorbing a weaker streak of that light.

Instead of a catastrophic impact, you got a wide area of moderate damage. It also worked as a deterrent to boarding, because after all getting a hard dock seal on a rotating ship was a night mare, especially if your running a shoot from the hip slaver operation. The guy driving the other boat might slow down the rotation,l, or speed it up, tearing your air lock right off its mountings. Even pirates respected what vacuum did to a person unprotected by a suit or a ship.

Didn't make them any less nice though.

"Now..." he grumbled, looking through schematics of the Monarchs hulk and sub systems, as another idea came to him on the wings of a fine chicken dinner he recalled from another front line of the same old war "Where's the garbage chute for this thing?"

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Re: Family Frustrations.

Postby Sam Crerar » Sun Aug 02, 2009 7:15 pm

Sam slowly took herself off the cot, standing up, slightly stooped to ease the pain in her back. "Slavers? Ky, what did you see?" She asked, grabbing a gun. "I need to know what you saw...big ship? Little ship?"
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Re: Family Frustrations.

Postby Tavey » Sun Aug 02, 2009 10:22 pm

As Kynthia helped to get a surface ready, which she did by unceremoniously dumping whatever was on it, onto the nearest other surface, she looked over at Sam.

"You, bad back. Bed." she pointed first at Sam, then at the bed she'd levered herself out of. "Painkillers bad for aiming properly."

She tucked the young lad against her, because she didn't know how much time they had, or how fast Ameri had to work.

"Small ship. Silver with some kind of black thing on the wings. I ain't sure what world I saw it on before. But I've seen it."

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Re: Family Frustrations.

Postby Sam Crerar » Sun Aug 02, 2009 10:28 pm

Sam didn't sit back down. "Ky, it's a scout...are there any bigger ships? They'd come at us with a bigger ship, they can't do what they need to in a scout. They have to grapple and lock onto us, blow the airlock, and then they usually throw in gas and such. It's...it doesn't make sense that they'd just be following with a scout if they actually plan on doing anything right now!"
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Re: Family Frustrations.

Postby KendleRJ » Mon Aug 03, 2009 3:39 am

"Slavers!"

The word came over the comm system, and Tarra's face paled significantly. She had watched, almost in shock, as Kynthia dragged Bug off by his arm. She must have moved like a cat, or Tarra had lost track of time, because she was sure she had just heard Kynthia's announcement. There were many thoughts that swirled in her mind about slavers, all around what she had heard, through rumours and her active imagination...

Nabaal had left the Lounge and headed to the Bridge as Kynthia asked, and... Sam was down in the Infirmary because of her. Taking quick inventory of everyone, she thought of each person aboard, and Ameri, the youngest female, and Bug, the youngest male might require the most amount of protection. Tarra crouched down beneath the counter to retrieve her gun belt, strapping it on over her clothing, and then distributing her knives as needed to add more to the visual of Tarragon Hunter as a deterrent.

Kynthia, Sam, Ameri, Lucille, Nabaal, Shoddy, Paul, Bug, Nakali... she could let none of them be taken, none of them suffer at the hands of slavers. She caught sight of her reflection in the bottom of one of her larger pots, and wasn't quite sure about how she looked. Her features appearing more youthful than she wanted, less intimidating, and her face twisted up for a brief moment in the realization that she might not be helpful to any of them. But that would not stop her from trying.

Casting her mind back, she tried to remember Phoenix, tried to desperately isolate the personality, the lack of fear, the swagger... and all she could think of was how much this had to work. Tears gathered, reprimanding her lack of abilities, and all she did was clean up the balance of the fruit. She shook her head and thought how inane she was, how completely ridiculous, and she held the glass of orange juice for just a moment before placing it back down on the counter. Closing her eyes, Tarra tried to collect herself and then waited for the others. She secured everything in the kitchen area, and then stood patiently, or as patiently as she could.

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Re: Family Frustrations.

Postby Quamie » Mon Aug 03, 2009 8:51 pm

"Sit down." Ameri added her voice to Kynthia's in urging Sam not to try running off to heroics. "You won't do any good if you are permanently immobilized." She wrapped her arms around herself, rocking slightly. Then, as if suddenly remembering, she grabbed the anaesthetic and turned to Bug.

"There'll be a slight prick, then some cold. But we need to get this out of you. Okay?"
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Re: Family Frustrations.

Postby Galifestus » Tue Aug 04, 2009 12:02 am

"I'm ready, Miss. Ain't the first time I been called-- OW! Oh. You meant ..." Bug looked embarassed ofr a moment, but then became fascinated with the process of the operation. Seemed people were like machines, too, with all their bits and pieces needing to be in right order. The big difference was that you couldn't turn people off for maintainance. You could come close, but never right there. The sight of a trickle of his own blood did nothing to his nerves. Many a time he'd had a cut or a scrape, and it seemed little different but for the lack of pain.

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Re: Family Frustrations.

Postby Tavey » Tue Aug 04, 2009 8:00 am

The small metallic object in Bug's arm winked at them.

"Mother Humped." muttered Kynthia, worried beyond belief. Her mind skittered along different paths, trying to form plans.

"It's been in there a while." she said, resting a hand on Bug's shoulder gently. Wouldn't do to make him more of a concerned youngling than he already was. "But once it's out, we'll be able to crush it, an' get out of here without them followin' you."

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Re: Family Frustrations.

Postby Sam Crerar » Tue Aug 04, 2009 7:21 pm

Sam actually did lie down, more or less because her back was killing her than anyone's insistence. "Don't crush it. They'll know we're onto them and instantly call in one of their attack ships. We're headed to Carthage, it's a busy enough port, when we land, find some unsuspecting vehicle to plant it on, preferably headed to another transport. All they'll know is that Bug switched ships. Send them in an entirely different direction...if he's all they're looking for."
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Re: Family Frustrations.

Postby Quamie » Tue Aug 04, 2009 10:00 pm

Ameri concentrated on her work, the words of the others washing over her like waves. Words she paid attention too, but only in the back of her mind. She took the forceps and very carefully worked the chip from Bug's arm. Once it was out, she put it in a small dish and cleaned the wound before placing a bandage around his arm. Then she peeked at Bug. "How does it feel?"
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Re: Family Frustrations.

Postby Galifestus » Tue Aug 04, 2009 10:13 pm

"It's alright. Thank you, Miss." The boy hopped down from the table and then looked close at the flashing tracking chip. As he looked, it seemed the ligt was less bright with each flash.

"Hey, I think this thing needs power, lookit; it's getting dimmer each time or I'm a trout!"

His mind went to the corner with all the thingamajigs and whatsits and gringlehppers and began to work the problem. The thing could house a battery of very small size, but a small chip to leach power off the surrounding flesh of his own person would be even smaller in the overal makeup of the device. Impulsively, he picked it up and let it warm again in his hands. The thing was barely two millimeters wide and four long.

He held it out for people to see, saying, "Ha! I knew it! Well, I guessed. But it IS powered by body heat, or something. Lookit!"

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Re: Family Frustrations.

Postby Jake Sjet » Wed Aug 05, 2009 12:11 pm

“So...” came a voice from the entrance to the medical bay “...the plan is to pass on our bad fortune to someone else? Sounds like an exchange equal to a bag of silver pieces.”

Nakali was leaning up against the door to medical, his eyes locked on the small, faintly glowing bug in...er...Bug’s...hand. It made his skin crawl, the mind behind such a device. Sure enough trackers like that aided in disaster relief, trying to find people under rubble and so on and there were plenty of people in the Core who had them instead of wallets and money belts.

A credit card that was imbedded in the palm of your hand, and was as big as a grain of rice, it was pure convenience. His eyes moved from the tracker, and over to Sam and Ky.

“So...who do we pick? Another run down transport? Passenger liner maybe, hospital ship? I’d imagine something carrying a lot people would be best, let them hunt through a boat full of screaming people would eat up a lot of their time...give us a better chance to get as far from there as possible.” He shrugged “Course if they gas’em...or simply just vent the whole ship to space, that’ll make their job a lot easier. A might messier, but easier.”

He smiled, shaking his head.

“But hey, how does any of that concern us when we’re safe and snug without the bug right?” his voice was ice cold now.

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Re: Family Frustrations.

Postby Sam Crerar » Wed Aug 05, 2009 4:21 pm

"Slavers don't space people. It's horribly wasteful." Sam replied, them shook her head. "A large enough ship, they wouldn't to risk it, probably, they'd wait for him to get on a transport this size. It's all a matter of practicality, it's..." she scowled, disgust on her face. "only business."
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Re: Family Frustrations.

Postby Jake Sjet » Wed Aug 05, 2009 4:33 pm

“I smell a lot of ‘if’ on this plan.” He growled, looking at Ky “In either case we’re passing the risk onto someone else, someone who might not have your smarts, Sam’s gun, or the ‘good sense’ to throw the bug onto another ship. And you’re forgetting that when they do track down the bug, and all the poor souls we surround it with, they’ll know Bugs still out here...free as a bird and that we set him free.”

He sighed.

“I’m not saying we have choices, we don’t, but since the Sheppard left the moral compass here about has been spinning freely and I aim to drag it back to right. We have a chance here to do the right thing for once, saving not only Bugs life but the lives anyone else we make a Jonah. and if that means we take on the risk ourselves so be it.” he looked at Bug “I say we give them Bug, tracker and all.”

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Re: Family Frustrations.

Postby Sam Crerar » Wed Aug 05, 2009 4:59 pm

“I smell a lot of ‘if’ on this plan.” He growled, looking at Ky “In either case we’re passing the risk onto someone else, someone who might not have your smarts, Sam’s gun, or the ‘good sense’ to throw the bug onto another ship. And you’re forgetting that when they do track down the bug, and all the poor souls we surround it with, they’ll know Bugs still out here...free as a bird and that we set him free.”

He sighed.

“I’m not saying we have choices, we don’t, but since the Sheppard left the moral compass here about has been spinning freely and I aim to drag it back to right. We have a chance here to do the right thing for once, saving not only Bugs life but the lives anyone else we make a Jonah. and if that means we take on the risk ourselves so be it.” he looked at Bug “I say we give them Bug, tracker and all.”


Sam took her pistol and aimed at Nakali. "You say you're gonna be the moral compass, and you want to give Bug up to the slavers? You're out of your mind, and if you suggest it again, or try to do so, by all the powers in the 'verse, I will shoot you dead. We're not giving them Bug, or anyone, ever."
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Re: Family Frustrations.

Postby Jake Sjet » Wed Aug 05, 2009 5:52 pm

“Ya know I think you’re getting a might used to point that pea shooter at me, regular habit come to think of it.” He allowed a slight smile to spread across his face, before leaning his head around to look at Bug “Don’t you fret, you’re staying here with us as far as any of us can manage it. Now...”

He turned back to face Sam, Ky and Co.

“...I did rightly say we give’em Bug, but how do they know Bug’s even here? By the tracker, and your right we can’t just throw it over board because they’ll figure us out to fast and come for us. But...if we fill a space suit, empty of course, full of steam from the engines and tap the tracker to it, they’ll be none the wiser thanks to thermal imaging sensors. That tracker do-dad will work off regular, good old fashion heat right? Doesn’t need the electrical impulses from a living being or anything fancy?” he asked Bug, furrowing his big brush brows on either side of his broken nose.

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“After that we load it into the ships escape pod, and fire off the suit and tracker into space with a lot of thrust behind it. The escape pod will stop them from figuring out its a empty suit when they see it, and the heat from the steam will give them a person shaped heat source inside the pod to assure them there’s a body in there.” He shrugged “Given escape pods are designed to get out of dodge fast as all hell, by the time they get wise we’ll be close enough to Carthage air space to call in the reinforcements, Carthage has an Alliance fort in orbit right? I’m sure there’s some charter out there that’ll mean they have to save us from slavers. Tax payers getting chained up makes for bad press.”

He looked at Ky, holding up a hand.

“It’s either we lose a replaceable escape pod and suit, or we risk getting blown to pieces or being sold into slavery.” He shot a look at Ameri “What’s your take on it Kitten, you want to end up the door prize on some Rim Barons tea party or a special flavour of dead?”

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Re: Family Frustrations.

Postby Galifestus » Wed Aug 05, 2009 6:34 pm

"... That tracker do-dad will work off regular, good old fashion heat right? Doesn’t need the electrical impulses from a living being or anything fancy?” he asked Bug, furrowing his big brush brows on either side of his broken nose.

Bug was about to answer when the man went on with his cunning plan. It was clear to Bug that it was a rightish answer, if not the very right one, but there was something nicking the back of the boy's mind regarding slavers and all such. At the end of Nakali's explanation, Bug broke into the conversation.

"What I don't get is why they buzzed us when it was sure to make us all tea cozy crazy and liable to do wierd stuff. If they'd have stayed in our baffles till they was out of visual range and then took a dogleg around out of sight of our sensors and all, we'd never known about 'em. How's that right and proper proceecure for a slaver?"

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Re: Family Frustrations.

Postby Tavey » Wed Aug 05, 2009 10:13 pm

Kynthia let the man talk his idea. It had merit.

But bug's simple question threw her more.

"It ain't. By all rights they should 'ave gone on past, or signalled when they was ready. Wonder what the gorram hell they are doin'." she said. Her eyes tracked outside the ship, even though she could see nothing.

"Find something the right temperature to keep that thing doing it's job, and get ready to space it if'n we need to make us a decoy. We can rabbit once it's dropped." Her mind was tracking possibilities and events. The sad thing was, they all came back to one big ass ship appearing suddenly to talk to them about the fact they had a runaway on board. Not that she cared he was a runaway. So was she, an' any other browncoat that lived in one way or another.

" If they do stop us, and they do come on board, I want everyone armed an' ready. Kids included." she said. "We're on legit business, taking cargo to Carthage, an' we are expected. Which they might not be knowin'. Lu picked a wonderous time to be out didn't she. Sam, if Ameri can get you on your feet, go and make that pilot chap an offer he cant refuse."

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Re: Family Frustrations.

Postby KendleRJ » Wed Aug 05, 2009 10:54 pm

Tarragon had made her way back to the Infirmary to check on Sam. Standing outside of the door, she had listened to the last of the ideas and the plans. Legitimate cargo for Carthage aside, Tarra was already ready for the Slavers to board, if that's what was going to happen. Her weapons set on her hips and her knives in a few choice places, she felt like she was looking a little more capable.

"How do they know that it's Bug?" she asked calmly. "For all they know, it could be anyone aboard."

Smiling, she looked at Sam who was unhappily set on the bed, and a guilty stab pressed into her suddenly. Then glanced at Ameri, Bug, Nakali and then Kynthia. Sam was the gun; Ameri, the Medic; Bug, the Engineer; Nakali, her zhouside; and Kynthia was the Captain. If there was anyone who might be easily expendable...

"If it comes to that," Tarra said and took a deep breath. "I'll go."

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Re: Family Frustrations.

Postby Jake Sjet » Thu Aug 06, 2009 12:59 am

“Hey,” Nakali said softly, placing a hand firmly on the sharp woman’s shoulder, squeezing it gently “Ain’t no one going, not Bug, not this ship and certainly not you. They come to slave us, we’ll do our level best to convince them otherwise or make them sorry for the trouble they’ve put us through.”

He looked at Ky.

“I’ll have our fake Bug ready in a few minutes, loaded into the escape and ready to make with the Judas goat act.” His eyes stayed on Tarra as he made to leave “I’ll also go pass the word to our kid engineer we’ve got worries a’coming.”

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Re: Family Frustrations.

Postby Sam Crerar » Thu Aug 06, 2009 6:04 am

"Maybe it's the pain-killers, but this idea's gonna get us humped. And what the holy fenbian, Nakali...if we're gonna rely on the benevolent Alliance to save us because we'd be near Carthage, why bother alerting them to the fact that we've figured it out, and just...go to Carthage as we normally would, without any issue?" Sam asked, before he was able to leave. "Making this all much too complicated. Only gonna get us humped."

She sighed, then sat up again, her back screaming in protest. "The Alliance don't care 'bout slavers. They just don't. They ain't gonna come to our rescue and be any big damn heroes. All they give is lip service, if they'd wanted to shut it down, they'd have come after u-" Sam stopped, biting her tongue, but recovered by groaning as she moved. "ugh, come after them ages ago. Some cases, like Bug, it's subcontracting from the Alliance. Go after the runaways, get a nice bounty, if the runaway is too much trouble, instead of going back to civil service 'working' for the government, the syndicate sells 'em someplace like Canton. They're not likely to grab anyone but a marked slave, this close to civilization, though, 'cause of the lip service the Alliance does. If they're just tailing us with a scout-ship, they're probably trying to keep it as much on the up-and-up possible."
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Re: Family Frustrations.

Postby Tavey » Thu Aug 06, 2009 10:59 am

"Considerin' they've only buzzed past us, so far we aint' on the menu. Besides, they won't know it's Bug in particular that we've got onboard, they'll only have a tracker for runaway slaves." Ky said. She shook her head.

"They know he's here, or someone is here." she amended quickly. "If he's even what they'll be looking for."

She stared out of the doorway towards the cargo hold. "We've got much more valuable on board than him." Her eyes creased with worry. Titan would be a much more valuable slave, should they want him. And she doubted that any kind of paper waving was going to make a difference to slavers. And Lu. A pregnant woman would be extra juicy to them. A babe born into slavery, knowing no different.. she felt sick.

"Make sure that thing don't go out. And that we're ready for anything. I got to go and warn Lu." she said and hurried from medical.

First she stopped to tap on Lu's door and inform her to make sure she was fully armed, ready to kill if needs be.

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She also made her way to Titan.

"Titan. We got a problem incoming." she said tersly. " Slavers. They'll find you interestin' in a oh look, less training kind of way. You can fight and defend if needs be?"

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Re: Family Frustrations.

Postby KendleRJ » Thu Aug 06, 2009 11:38 am

Tarra turned to look at Nakali, a little taken aback at his reaction. For a man who claimed that he didn't know who he was from one day to the next, he certainly was stepping up to the plate with the Monarch. And on behalf of Bug and the rest. Speaking of the Shepherd? It appeared, for the moment at least, that he had found a balance for himself, within himself, and she smiled. Better was always better.

He must have been getting more on his feet since his words and the shoulder squeeze seemed heart felt. It did feel like he was doing that to her more lately. For a moment, she was touched and then mentally shook herself. 'Boy,' she thought. 'He's good.' Even looking at her before he left, and she realized that he probably needed her help. "Oh," she said, coming back to herself. "Let me go tell Shoddy now," and was stopped by Sam and her talk of humping. What she was saying may have affected Nakali, but not so much Tarra who was going to tell the young man in a skirt who killed cats in rubberized sacks that there might be trouble.

And then Kynthia went mobile, echoing Tarra's statement about the Slave being someone aboard. To her, that was her cue and Tarra held out her hand. "Bug, give it to me." She smiled. "In case we're going with Nakali's plan to stuff it into a pseudo You suit, I'll need to hang onto it, won't I?"

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"I'll go let our young Scottish Engineer know about the situation," said Tarra and squinched up her eyes. There was something cliche about that somewhere...

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