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Re: Pirate Campaign
By: Revan.Lorz Date: December 12, 2013, 3:50 pm
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[I]"A businessman.... This one is indeed a businessman."[/I]
The hanar slid the datapad across the table, stopping it right
in front of the drell.
[I]"Contained in this one's datapad is the contract for every
drell slave that traveled most recently on this one's ship. This
one would like the other to carefully read each identification
number and see the genuinity of the document."[/I]
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Re: Pirate Campaign
By: NozzIvix Date: December 12, 2013, 4:06 pm
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Lokyan's eyes scrolled down the list, taking note of every slave
about to enter the hell of Analdrun's employ, when he noticed
something off with the paperwork. The Hanar had neglected to
sign for ownership. "Well, this is certainly a lot of new...
Employees. Yet, you've forgotten to sign for ownership." He
placed the datapad back on the desk. "You never ask me for
business advice, Analdrun." He said, moving his gaze.
#Post#: 1033--------------------------------------------------
Re: Pirate Campaign
By: Revan.Lorz Date: December 12, 2013, 4:43 pm
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[I]"Yes. The drell slaves."[/I] The blue veins fluctuated in
excitement. [I]"While it is rude to mention, this one would like
to remind the captain Lokyan of his attacks on many of this
one's slave ships. Rather than allow the blood and war mongering
to heighten and much credits to be lost in a foolish battle,
this one proposes an alternative..."[/I] The hanar pushed the
datapad towards the drell once more. [I]"This one will give the
other these slaves, and the opportunity to be the first to
purchase every drell slave that passes through this colony."[/I]
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Re: Pirate Campaign
By: NozzIvix Date: December 12, 2013, 4:52 pm
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Lokyan was shocked. The rights to rescue his people as they
arrived, at the cost of every other race that came through the
meat grinder. As much as he despised slavery, and regardless of
the race, he had the opportunity to rescue thousands instead of
hundreds. Of course, the money brought in by Katanask
Technologies allowed him to purchase slaves to free at will, the
main obstacle had always been the Hanar, who would shuffle
auction dates, or drive the prices too high to be feasible. With
this guarantee, he wouldn't have to raid Slave Transports to
rescue the people within, at least, not the ones belonging to
Analdrun.
"It's a deal, Analdrun. I will cease all raids on your slave
ships. Of course, this means you'll gain a larger stake, since
I'm not going to lay off your competitors." he said with a
smile. Maybe he wouldn't torture the jellyfish as much when the
planet was entirely under his control...
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Re: Pirate Campaign
By: Durandal Date: December 13, 2013, 8:12 pm
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(Alright, some of you are going to recognize this next piece, as
I'm doing some copy/paste from my old material. But there is
still no better way to introduce this next character.)
Tobias milled about the bar as the stench smoke, alcohol, and
engine grease permeated through the air. If he was going to
find a pilot crazy enough to follow him, it would be here. So
far however, anyone he told his story to ran in the other
direction faster than a Salarian on methamphetamine. He had
about given up hope when he just so happened to stumble upon
quite an interesting conversation between a Baratian and a
Hanar.
“This one has noticed that the sum of the compensation you have
provided is merely half of the agreed upon amount. Were you
displeased with its piloting performance?” The Hanar spoke in
that eerily precise and echoing voice that their race was known
for, bioluminescent glows accompanying his every word.
“Nah you were actually pretty damn good. But that’s all you’re
getting. Now take it and get the hell out of here you damn
jellyfish.” The Batarian dismissed the Hanar like a child.
“This one would like to remind you that all Hanar possess toxic
stinging cells within their external appendages. If you do not
provide the agreed upon sum, it would feel no guilt in inserting
one of its appendages at such an extreme depth in you rectal
cavity that you would experience the taste of, as you eloquently
said, “jellyfish.” It would be a most unpleasant experience.”
Wait...Did he just threaten to stick his tentacle up that guy's
ass? Tobias thought to himself.
“What? Just…get the hell out of here.” The Batarian replied,
visibly angrier this time. Clearly he did not get the message.
“It appears cultural differences in linguistics did not convey
this one’s threat adequately to your primitive temporal lobes.
Perhaps this would be a more suitable gesture.” And almost as
soon as the Hanar finished that sentence, one of his front
tentacles reached up into the underside of his body, retrieving
an M-3 Predator pistol. The Baratian’s eyes shot open. You could
see that he clearly didn’t expect this. And so the Hanar
squeezed his pink jelly-like appendage, sending a round into the
kneecap of the Batarian. The crack of the shot caused the bar to
momentarily pause and look in his direction. But an instant
later everyone was back to their business.
“What the fuck!” The Batarian shouted, clutching his bloodied
and mangled kneecap.
“This one urges you to provide the agreed upon sum, or its next
shot will be directed towards your frontal lobe.”
“Ok ok! Here! Just leave me the hell alone!” The Batarian tossed
a credit chit in the direction of the Hanar, to which it deftly
snatched from the air with one of its many free tentacles.
I think I've found my pilot Tobias thought as he walked up
towards the Hanar.
"Excuse me my Hanar friend, but can I get your name?"
The floating jellyfish turned to face Tobias, or at least
whatever was considered to be the front of him turned to face.
"This one's face name is Clintofantoma. But you may refer to it
as Clint." The Hanar spoke/echoed out into the room.
"A pleasure. I am Captain Tobias Westen, and I may have a job
suitable to your skills."
"This one simply has two questions. Does it pay well? And is
it dangerous?"
Tobias was going to like his new friend.
#Post#: 1115--------------------------------------------------
Re: Pirate Campaign
By: Revan.Lorz Date: December 13, 2013, 11:33 pm
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Analdrun hummed its approval as the Drell signed ownership of
the Drell slaves.
"This one will send the slaves by transport to the other's
territory..."
Thema crossed to the door as the Hanar spoke, typing in the
unlock codes. The door hissed open, and she returned to her
standing spot behind Analdrun.
"This one is glad that the business has concluded positively and
hopes that future interactions will be equally beneficial to
both."
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Re: Pirate Campaign
By: NozzIvix Date: December 13, 2013, 11:49 pm
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"As am I, Captain." The Drell replied with a small bow before
leaving, gesturing for his warriors to follow. Once more he
walked through the glass tunnel, taking note of the slaves once
more, wondering how many would join their fellows in Kalihi, his
side of the colony. After he was aboard his shuttle and out of
the Slave ship, he brought up his Omni-Tool and called Hyun.
"Hyun, meet me at Kalihi, we've just saved hundreds of souls,
maybe thousands if this works out properly."
"Hai." came the response, and he hung up, then opened another
channel, revealing a face that didn't hide any disdain.
"What is it... Captain?" said Michael Killigrew.
"I need you to step up the raids on Terminus Slave ships, but
avoid Analdrun's. We need to make up for a cease-fire I agreed
to."
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Re: Pirate Campaign
By: Revan.Lorz Date: December 14, 2013, 1:41 am
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"That went well, sir." Thema said.
Analdrun's agreement was clear. [I]"The gullibility of this
one's associate shows his predictable lack of business sense.
The inferior being will not be a thorn in this one's side for
much longer."[/I]
The Hanar floated to its desk, tapping the console and springing
six keyboards, three on either side of its body, into being. As
its fingered tentacles typed in commands to the console, the
Hanar addressed its loyal subjects.
[I]"This one must leave Rouger for a short extension of time....
Thema, this one requires the other at its side, yet... Maeve.
This one does not desire that the other would spend time within
a ship. Rather, this one would like the other to find a capable
assassin and bring him into this one's service. Do whatever the
other must. This one knows the assignment to be within Maeve's
capabilities."[/I]
Maeve's omni tool lit up, a notification that a message had been
received. She tapped it, opening the file.
The face of a middle aged man with ruffled, long hair and a
visor over his eyes was accompanied by a collection of text.
DOSSIER: Samuil Sobakov
And a description of the man's recent history. Torturing victims
and advertising for his skills online. It was just the kind of
man Analdrun loved to obtain; sadistic, immoral, psychotic and
objectively inclined.
The hanar spoke as Maeve browsed the dossier.
[I]"This one is not usually comfortable to send the other away,
but knows this is needed. This one sent its usual recruiters and
found the bodies deceased. Maeve is the only one this one can
count on."[/I]
"Yes, sir..." Maeve murmered.
#Post#: 1135--------------------------------------------------
Re: Pirate Campaign
By: NozzIvix Date: December 14, 2013, 1:27 pm
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Asa kept watching the man, and as she did a small dossier
appeared on her Retinal HUD implant, and the more she read, the
greater the feeling in her gut grew. If it wasn't already the
reason for his being there, this Samuli character was a prime
recruit for Analdrun, an Assassin that felt zero remorse. If she
did not act soon, her Captain's adversary would gain a wild
card.
Silently, she rose from her table and sat opposite the man, her
hood covering everything above the nose. "We know who you are,
Samuli Sobakov..."
#Post#: 1142--------------------------------------------------
Re: Pirate Campaign
By: medwards10 Date: December 14, 2013, 2:08 pm
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A comment from the other side of the booth snapped Sam back to
reality. He looked to the hooded individual, putting his hands
on his lap.
"To who do I owe the pleasure?"
(Back in a while, christmas shopping)
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