03.X A Remorseless Sovereign Communication

[Ndreare]

Suddenly a Hail comes through. You are being hailed by the Sovereign. Thinking Quickly Death Otter patches the call through to everyone.

"Remorseless Crew, this is Que, thanks for cleaning our ship, but what did you want?"

OOC Comments

This will be the place for your teams to interact.

[Power Dump]

Power Dump grins at hearing Que’s voice. I bet Splynn still has that nice tidy bounty on your head little budy. Que of course being a Temporal Wizard would have been just the kind of person Power Dump used to track down as part of a D-team working for the Splynn Dimentional market. Hearing his voice brought him back aways to when times were simplier and a bit messier. Always did like that little bald headed clock stopper.

He responds unable to hide his pedantic joy from his voice, ”Hey Que ball! Its Power Dump... Oh on one sec... Unngghhh... Ok all better. You on Paradise? We did not send anyone to clean your ship. Watch your back.”

[Ramson Gourdaine]

Ramson sighs as PD jumps in, and opts to cut in on the convo. "This is Ramson, Que. You guys are in the Mirage, right? A few of us are out front; can you tell the very serious gentleman here to let us in for brief bit so we can talk with a little more security? We need to, ah, pursue some common interests."

[Que]

He responds unable to hide his pedantic joy from his voice, ”Hey Que ball! Its Power Dump... Oh on one sec...

"Oh, hey PD..."

Unngghhh...

"What the heck man, really, could not wait five seconds for a call. Sometimes the GM is such a prick. Who would even make an NPC like that, that has a fricken broken sphincter. Why does no one else freak out about this, it is weird?"

"Ok all better. You on Paradise? We did not send anyone to clean your ship. Watch your back.”

"Wait, what? You didn't clean up? Holy crap Dorian was right twice today. Dang it now his head will swell even more and he won't fit in the cargo hold anymore." Off the radio he says to the rest of the Sovereign crew. "Hey guys, PD confirmed Dorian knew something for once and they didn't clean up."

"This is Ramson, Que. You guys are in the Mirage, right? A few of us are out front; can you tell the very serious gentleman here to let us in for brief bit so we can talk with a little more security? We need to, ah, pursue some common interests."

OOC Comments

Smarts [dice:2nbadsxz]52295:0[/dice:2nbadsxz]
Wild [dice:2nbadsxz]52295:1[/dice:2nbadsxz]

"No, man you are running way behind. We left the planet minutes ago and are back on the ship." His tone turning very light. "I guess you just can't keep up without us there to do it right for you."

Returning to something more interesting Que asks. "So yeah, you guys were all over the holovids with your fight against Grudge. What was that about, did you make some good creds?

"Oh, yeah and we can talk about Pursuit too if you want. But maybe we should do that in person instead of over the radio?"

[Ndreare]

Floating in space sucks, especially when you know no one actually cares about distress signals, but it sucks even more when all you have to do is sing songs to yourself while you search for active channels. That is when she lucks out!

She not only found an active channel, they are highly active. Time to break in and hope someone cares enough to respond. Hopefully she can afford whatever price they will charge to get her from this asteroid field.

OOC Comments

I am just using GM fiat here that she made her electronics roll for this. Because it makes the story more interesting for the player who does not have to sit in the background.

[Ramson Gourdaine]

Ramson groans. "So this entire fracas was for... well, nevermind, still made a decent profit off the fight, so no complaints from me. Right, everyone, let's do a space meet. We're on our way back, now." He turns to everyone else on the ground team. "Far as I can tell, we need to get everyone back space-side. Stupid long-range teleporters. C'mon, before we run into any more reasons to get tossed off-world."

[Rinoa Crescent]

Floating in space sucks, especially when you know no one actually cares about distress signals, but it sucks even more when all you have to do is sing songs to yourself while you search for active channels. That is when she lucks out!

She not only found an active channel, they are highly active. Time to break in and hope someone cares enough to respond. Hopefully she can afford whatever price they will charge to get her from this asteroid field.

OOC Comments

I am just using GM fiat here that she made her electronics roll for this. Because it makes the story more interesting for the player who does not have to sit in the background.

Rinoa is sitting in her robot, singing a song to herself, she is transmitting it as well.

"I never sang my songs"

"On the stage, on my own"

"I never said my words"

"Wishing they would be heard"

"I saw you smiling at me"

"Was it real, or just my fantasy?"

"You'd always be there in the corner"

"Of this tiny little bar"

"Damn it Squall, You suck."

All of the sudden, Rinoa hears a bunch of chatter on her comms. "What the heck? Hello? HELLO! is somebody out there?"

More chatter goes off, "Did someone mention the Pursuit?"

[Skanni]

Rinoa is sitting in her robot, singing a song to herself, she is transmitting it as well.

"I never sang my songs"

"On the stage, on my own"

"I never said my words"

"Wishing they would be heard"

"I saw you smiling at me"

"Was it real, or just my fantasy?"

"You'd always be there in the corner"

"Of this tiny little bar"

"Damn it Squall, You suck."

All of the sudden, Rinoa hears a bunch of chatter on her comms. "What the heck? Hello? HELLO! is somebody out there?"

More chatter goes off, "Did someone mention the Pursuit?"

Kharis stays quiet on the channel; he doesn't know any of these people, after all.

That is, until he hears someone singing in the background. Never afraid to state the obvious, Kharis activates his radio and asks, Wait. Is someone.... singing on this channel?

[Rinoa Crescent]

"Oh.. someone! yeah, I was singing. Hey there. Do you guys have a ship?" Rinoa sounds excited that people are responding.

[Power Dump]

"Oh.. someone! yeah, I was singing. Hey there. Do you guys have a ship?" Rinoa sounds excited that people are responding.

A voice full of no empathy from a what could only be the most disgusting gut wrenching being known the cosmos over responds with little more than what passes as a series of growls, ” Yes we have a ship. I sometimes pilot it. Why are you singing and do you have any space wasp.?”

[Rinoa Crescent]

"I was singing cause I was bored. I'm sitting out here in my robot with my distress beacon going. Space Wasp?"

[Ramson Gourdaine]

Another voice, harsh, commanding, comes on the line. "Don't worry about the space wasp. Shuttle crew, see if you can help our lost little lamb out there; anyone who is floating in space, AND knows of the Pursuit, is probably going to be someone we want to talk to. Minstrel lady, I'm Captain Ramson Gourdaine of the Remorseless. Our crew will be coming to pick you up in a bit. What's your name, and what should they be looking for--escape pod? Derelict?"

[Ndreare]

Suddenly the connection with Que falls dead. Leaving only the stranded stranger connected to the channel with the Remorseless Crew.

[Rinoa Crescent]

Rinoa replies back. "My name is Rinoa Crescent. Formerly of the Ragnarok. I'm in a... robot armor... sorta. It might be out of thei way for your shuttle."

[Ramson Gourdaine]

"Understood, Rinoa. Robot armor, huh? You get spaced or something? Fiona, Death Otter, you guys go and pick the lady up as we head up to rendezvous with you."

[Rinoa Crescent]

"Left behind." A brief pause. "The Pursuit attacked us, I went out in my robot. They were too much for us. They... the Ragnarok jumpped to FTL. I was too far out to get back in time." Another pause. "They abandoned me. So I don't need them."

[Fiona Gladbrooke]

"Understood, Rinoa. Robot armor, huh? You get spaced or something? Fiona, Death Otter, you guys go and pick the lady up as we head up to rendezvous with you."

"Left behind." A brief pause. "The Pursuit attacked us, I went out in my robot. They were too much for us. They... the Ragnarok jumpped to FTL. I was too far out to get back in time." Another pause. "They abandoned me. So I don't need them."

"Copy that Captain, moving to intercept the poor lost lamb." Fiona issues the commands to the ship's AI and turns to her new crewmates on the bridge on the Remorseless. "Does this seems spectacularly coincidental to any of you?

[Ramson Gourdaine]

Ramson holds up his hand to the others on the ground. "Waitasec, now DO's telling me something new."

"DeathOtter, what's this about the Mirage? Yeah, we're just a little bit away, but the Sovereign folks already left."

[Death Otter]

"DeathOtter, what's this about the Mirage? Yeah, we're just a little bit away, but the Sovereign folks already left."

Quietly Power Dump growls happy to hear his friends voice, ” I am about to make it rain inside the club... I was thinking red with a hint of screaming... What is up Miss Otter?”

For a second even Death Otter's enhanced neurons had to play catch-up, then she said, "OKAY! Ramson, sounds like you have a lot to deal with so I'll keep this short and sweet. The box with the goods was last seen in the possession of a particular Prince, who has since disappeared, BUT there's an Altess named Artorias who has information that will help us FIND THEM."

"Get in there, find out what he knows before the competition does. I'd come help, but I'm STUCK on the SHIP because we only have one SHUTTLE."

She pauses thoughtfully. "Wonder if that fighter seats two. Oh, also, note to the captain. Get some real actual money so we can get a teleporter system, kay kay thanks bai."

[Power Dump]

” Understood Miss Otter. I will make him squeal like a tarkilian Fire Pug. I promise you this Miss Otter on my honor or so help me he will give me everything he knows. I use my strength to up hold the weak and I will see him On the edge of my blade while all his secrets spill forth.” PD pauses and mimics Death Otter, ”Bye bye.”

[Death Otter]

"Yeah, maybe just follow Ramson's lead on this, big guy," Otter replied. "Going in guns blazing will tip him off that we're after him. Take it slow and easy, and be ready to do your thing when the TIME...is RIGHT."

[Ramson Gourdaine]

Ramson steps in front of Power Dump. "You go back to the shuttle and wait there; Sa'm, make sure he gets back there without causing more carnage than I can afford. Kharis, you're with me--let's try to sweet-talk the bouncer into letting the two of us in to speak with the man with the intel."

On the radio, he then replies, "Attempting to enter the Mirage now. Wish me luck." Some days, I wish I'd stay'd a chef.

[Power Dump]

Ramson steps in front of Power Dump. "You go back to the shuttle and wait there; Sa'm, make sure he gets back there without causing more carnage than I can afford. Kharis, you're with me--let's try to sweet-talk the bouncer into letting the two of us in to speak with the man with the intel."

On the radio, he then replies, "Attempting to enter the Mirage now. Wish me luck." Some days, I wish I'd stay'd a chef.

Power Dump looks at Ransom deciding whether it is honorable to kill him now or later. ” I helped get you here, if I don’t a place at the table to hell... I kill one farie that was casting magic on you guys and all of a sudden I am a killer. I am out.”

He activates his phase cloak and leaves.

[Ndreare]

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