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Stars & Salvage PBF - IC Thread
S.K. Ren:
"It didn't say to give up our weapons just unload and secure them. Seems simple enough." Evedro sighed, ejecting the slugs from his gun. So much for relying on the one with military training. Stowing his gun in it's holster he strode ahead of the group after the security orb.
"If you want to get shot on sight be my guest. I'm going ahead so we can get things underway."
Silhar:
With a sigh and a shrug of resignation, Yurij secures and unloads his weapon as well.
"Not goin' to mess vith'em, Liz. I tell ya do the zame.", he sneers, shoving the clip behind his belt.
Gargulec:
Elizabeth remained silent for a few moments, calming herself. 'One thing I am sure' she muttered finally, unloading her rifle, and slung it over her shoulder 'I am not putting other's lives in danger just because I am too stubborn to understand that there is no other way. Yuri, secure your weapons' she ordered. 'And, Evedro, thank you for remind me of that.'
Xander Morhaime:
You managed to catch up with Evedro just around the corner - he'd been waiting with a (the?) drone, which now bobbed a little in the air as it saw you approach.
"There you are," it stated, again in that cheerful artificial voice. "This way, please."
Though you couldn't quite shake the feeling of being watched even as the lights came back on, you had little choice but to follow the drone as it led you deeper into the bunker. Further from the bunker hull the corridor layout became far more regular, with nice, even intersections, doors lining both sides of the hallways. Still, for all the luxury, the place seemed empty... a ghost ship, for lack of a better term. Of course that raised the question of who the drone was leading you to...
That last matter at least was cleared up before long. The corridor you'd been following opened into a vast hall that apparently served as a tropical garden. The shift from rich browns of the walls to vibrant greens of leaves and just about every other colour imaginable on the flowers was a bit jarring, to say the least. There was some sort of mist in the air too, judging from the tiny droplets of water collecting on your visors. You even could spy colourful birds lurking among some of the branches. You weren't getting to walk through the garden ground floor, though - the drone had led you out onto a catwalk suspended a good way above the "forest" floor. The catwalk widened out to a large platform roughly in the middle of the chamber, and in near one of the edges of that stood a small table with chairs around it - as well as a person.
The drone departed you quickly once you reached the central platform, and the "host" walked up to greet you. He was a fairly tall man with a wiry built, gaunt even, with slightly graying black hair. He was dressed in what looked for all intents and purposes like a naval flag officer's uniform, but lacked any distinctions of rank.
"Well... it would seem my guests have arrived? Welcome," he said, in the same steady, refined voice you'd heard before from the security drone. "My name is Alexander Grey, and I am priveleged to hold the position of the Morning Star's ship master and captain. Now, as curious as I am to know who comes to visit me all the way out here, I must first ask something else..." the friendly tone faded to a colder one, "What the bloody hell are you doing on my ship, armed like you're going to a war?"
Gargulec:
Elizabeth exhaled heavily, looking at Gray with mixture of irritation and surprise. When she spoke, she was speaking slowly, carefully pronouncing every word. There was something about mister Gray that made her think that he might as well be totally nuts.
'Listen, this ship, in case you have not noticed is a wreck. Salvage. And we are from salvage team. We claimed this hull as ours, suspecting that there is nothing alive in it, and you have proven as wrong. We were sent to investigate what's inside this super-capital of yours before proper military arrives to secure this whole mess here. So, dare to explain to us what in the God's name are you dong here? What happened here?'
She slowly moved closer to him, hoping to get close enough that she could- if it comes to that- immobilize him.
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