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'The Black' (Travel Thread...Travel Between Planets, etc.)

DJBayview

Supernova
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Name: Sol Invictus
Attire: His usual purple suit.
Weapon: Himself.
Location: The Black, The Hammer, Deck 3 [Sol's Deck], Meeting room.
Tagging: Halmir Quinn, anyone in the area.
Time: October 1, 3075; night.



"Excellent." With another wave of his hands the planet disappeared and a zoomed image of Equatoria City appeared. Details such as buildings, landscape, waterways and depth appeared as well, all on a grid format. The holographic map rotated slowly for easy examination. Sol studied the city while speaking with Hal. "Do you have a plan for refinement and distribution? Do we have contacts, and are they trustworthy? What are their motivations? Also will we have a base of operation?" Sol survived this long by covering his tracks and always, always having the upper hand when it came to information. If you controlled the flow of information, you controlled the system. "Care for a drink, Mr. Quinn?" He offered, it would be a little bit before they arrived.
 

Rogue

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Name (Nickname): Gehenna 'Henna' Leoncah
Attire: A brown, suit like top that is low cut, revealing ample skin, and parts to open just below her breasts, revealing a toned abdomen. A pair of brown, leather pants and boots to match. Goggles on her head to keep her hair back and brow fingerless gloves with an emerald colored stone in the center. A few trinkets around her neck and hanging from her ears, as well as what could be a utility belt hanging from her waist, loosely and fashionably.
Weapon: Two modified pistols and a lightsaber of sorts.
Location: The Black; Aboard the Hammer; Deck 3 [Sol's Deck], Meeting room.
Tagging: Anyone; Halmir; Sol Invictus
Time:October 1, 3075; Night​


She didn’t need to be told twice. As a matter of fact, the moment Hal leaned away from her she began to get to work with the things he’d mentioned. There were a few people that she needed to contact, Kazad being one of them. She turned into the room she’d been given to rest in before inclining her arm to tinker with her wrist comm before the familiar face of the male popped up in a hologram before her. She narrowed her eyes at him, he looked far too comfortable where he was, which meant that he wasn’t getting anything done. That was unfortunate. For him…

“I see you’ve made yourself quite at home, Kazad… I hope that we didn’t leave this in your hands in error… It really would be quite a burden if I had to come and clean up after you…” She warned in a low and intimidating voice. Well, intimidating to Kazad, anyhow.

“N-No ma’am! I was just.. .reading over some things about the settlement before going and… uh… taking care of it.”

Quit talking so loud, you bumbling idiot!” She hissed before regaining her composure and continuing. “On top of the settlement, I need you to check the crash site nearby. Commander Quinn was expecting a visit from his cousin, and I think she may have been on the ship that crashed. Information on her can be found in the desk. Her name is Laelestra Quentin. It is imperative that you keep this information a secret. If you cannot find the body, send out a search party, she has to be around somewhe--” It was then that Henna recalled seeing the group of people, and a third ship that soon jetted off. But not before foiling the… plan. Her eyes narrowed.

“O-officer Leoncah?” The wary man questioned, snapping the blonde out of her thoughts. She turned back to him.

“Make quick work of this. You will not rest until you give me all of the information on the settlement and the crash site, is this understood?”

“Yes, ma’am!”

“Good. Report when you find anything. Otherwise, I will contact you when we make it to our destination.” And before he could say anything more, the blonde closed the communications.

Now that the dirty work had been handled, she was on her way to find Halmir and Sol. There were a few things that she did need to address to Halmir, but this could wait until later tonight. For right now, he had plotting and planning to do, and Henna was certainly not the person to get in the way, even though this… Sol fellow made her wary. That could be due to a number of things. Maybe his power, his confidence, or the fact that she would not be able to easily manipulate him. That much, she could tell already.

She turned into the room and offered another of her most charming smiles before settling down, not too far from Halmir. “Please, don’t mind me, Commanders.”
 

DJBayview

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Name: Sol Invictus
Attire: His usual purple suit.
Weapon: Himself.
Location: The Black, The Hammer, Deck 3 [Sol's Deck], Meeting room.
Tagging: Halmir Quinn, anyone in the area.
Time: October 1, 3075; night.



Sol watched Henna enter the meeting room and nodded. "I appreciate the honor, but I'm not among the ranked officers. I have spent some time studying military tactics but never enlisted myself." He was referring to the title Commander, which was ranked as O-5, just below Captain. "I can see you prefer to observe, however if you have any experience with Thalassa it would be welcomed. I'm afraid I would be heading there blind, I don't have much experience on worlds outside the Inner Sanctum." Sol admitted, it was both true and not. He had plenty of information on all the planets, but had never physically visited any until his trip to Charon. Thinking of this he remembered all the work that was surely piling up for him. He sighed and tried to figure out when he would squeeze in time for his other responsibilities.
 
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darkangel76

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Name (Nickname): Halmir Quinn (Hal)
Attire: Standard attire of the Illuminati Elite - brown military-esque suit adorned with intricate gold adornments), white shirt, brown pants, brown leather boots.
Weapon: Blaster
Location: 'The Black' (on board The Hammer, Deck 3 [Sol's Deck], Meeting Room)
Tagging: Anyone; Sol Invictus, Gehenna.
Time: October 1, 3075; Night



Hal pondered a drink for a moment and nodded. "I'll take a bourbon on the rocks," he stated, his eyes fixed on the holograhic image, narrowing slightly as he studied it a bit more closely. "There's already illegal harvesters of the molluscs in which the drug is extracted. But we can acquire them easily enough since we can use the guise for going forward with medical studied. In fact..." his voice trailed a moment as he dug into jacket for one of his tablets--one of his 'special ones' in which he kept for purposes such as this. "We have data here that's been collected over the years showing its progress on both animal and human studies of its affects. You may take a look if you'd like." He tapped a few buttons and the pages were up and blazing in no time. Smiling, he then extended the tablet for Sol to glance at whenever he'd like. "Of course, the drug isn't perfect. But then that's medical science for you. Dosing is tricky. Then that's hardly my arena and why we hire the scientists to study and test that sort of thing."

Hal placed the tablet onto the table and paced around the holographic image a bit. Equatoria City was fairly large, one of Thalassa's largest and most densely populated. It would be a perfect place to start. The most logical. The molluscs were known to reside in the deepest recesses of the oceans there and there and building an industry for legal Zeema production would provide jobs for its ever-growing population. The people would love that. Who wouldn't love the chance at a job? All levels of jobs! Scientific research could then be expanded which would make the people happy even if several worried about the drug being so... available. After all, weren't other narcotics available already? Hrmm... then again, none so strong and fast-hitting as Zeema was on Thalassa. The others did require importing. This would be home-grown, so to speak. But no matter. So long as he kept them focused on the good, he could keep their eyes away from the bad and they'd be none the wiser of the profits to be had on that.

"And yes. We can set up a base of operations easily enough. I know someone from the ocean world who'd be more than happy to assist in things. One of the scientists doing work would be one. She's a real firecracker and leading the team on things. She has... interesting views to say the least," Hal said darkly. His eyes telling a story that the woman did more than just test the effects of how well Zeema worked for medical benefit. "So, I suggest we get in touch with her to start."
 

Rogue

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Name (Nickname): Gehenna 'Henna' Leoncah
Attire: A brown, suit like top that is low cut, revealing ample skin, and parts to open just below her breasts, revealing a toned abdomen. A pair of brown, leather pants and boots to match. Goggles on her head to keep her hair back and brow fingerless gloves with an emerald colored stone in the center. A few trinkets around her neck and hanging from her ears, as well as what could be a utility belt hanging from her waist, loosely and fashionably.
Weapon: Two modified pistols and a lightsaber of sorts.
Location: The Black; Aboard the Hammer; Deck 3 [Sol's Deck], Meeting room.
Tagging: Anyone; Halmir; Sol Invictus
Time:October 1, 3075; Night​



Henna listened to the two of them chatting back and forth about Thalassa, gathering all of the information she already knew into one place before her comm beeped urgently at her. That must have Kazad. No one else would really dare to bother either of them. She rolled her eyes in aggravation before wiping the emotion off of her face and standing, smiling before parting her lips to speak.

“Please excuse me for a moment. I must take this…” She said, leaving the room quickly and finding the room that she had been given to stay in their ride. She hit the button on the calm and looked dead into the eyes of a rather proud looking Kazad, although that pride wiped itself off of his face the moment he’d seen her. She pitied him, really. He feared her so intensely. It was truly almost too easy to manipulate the man.

“I found a man…” He stated, although the confidence in his voice had turned into little more than shakiness. “His name is Vladimir Draven… or Shadow. He’s a Bounty Hunter, and an assassin. He’s supposed to be the best. Merciless.” Henna narrowed her eyes at him.

“We need the girl alive, you moron. We aren’t trying to murder her, we’re trying to rescue her. What about the crash site, tell me what you found there.”

“Nothing. The ship was picked clean, there were bodies inside, but the girl wasn’t one of them. Looked like it may have been her parents and the crew…” He answered. This caused Henna to think. Hal’s aunt and uncle had passed, but the girl must have been alive and on the ship she’d seen flying away. That or in the settlement.

“Search the planet for her first. I will speak with Hal and determine whether or not to contact this…. Shadow. Don’t step out of line…” She murmured, ending communications immediately. She wasted no time getting back to Hal, leaning towards him and whispering into his ear.

“The girl was in the crash, but the body is missing. He is searching Charon, but he has provided me with the name of a supposedly reliable Bounty Hunter we should contact should she not be on the proper planet… We should discuss this later.”
 
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darkangel76

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Name (Nickname): Halmir Quinn (Hal)
Attire: Standard attire of the Illuminati Elite - brown military-esque suit adorned with intricate gold adornments), white shirt, brown pants, brown leather boots.
Weapon: Blaster
Location: 'The Black' (on board The Hammer, Deck 3 [Sol's Deck], Meeting Room)
Tagging: Anyone; Sol Invictus, Gehenna.
Time: October 1, 3075; Night


Hal leaned in close to Henna as she spoke to him words only he could hear. His face remained forever calm and he even allowed a small smile to tug at the corners of his lips before sipping on the bourbon he'd been offered. Turning toward the woman he nodded and then looked over at Sol. "Excuse us for a moment, Mr. Invictus. We'll be but a moment." His smile broadened as he snaked a hand about Henna's arm and escorted her out of the meeting room. Before fully exiting, he looked to Sol one final time, "One moment." He hoped the man wasn't overly annoyed with all the interruptions. However, he hadn't had much time to prepare his people for his absence not to mention it wasn't his fault he was surrounded by imbeciles. Hopefully his smiles softened everything. Probably not, but it was worth trying for nonetheless.

Once out in the corridor, Hal escorted Henna to an empty room. Quickly, he scanned the room for any type of security it might have. When he noticed none, he let out a breath and let his eyes stare directly into hers. "So, a bounty hunter? Maybe Kazad isn't useless after all. If my cousin's body is no where to be found and if this Shadow supposedly is able to track anyone, I want it done. The sooner she's found the better. I won't have outlaws upstaging the Illuminati elite and forcing us into deals. We call the shots here, not them. The moment they think they have the upper hand out there on Charon, they do. That cannot happen. Look at what happened to that settlement because of what they'd been allowed to get away with for so long. No. I cannot allow it." His eyes were glinting malice.

"They need to fear us, Henna." He stepped closer to the woman, his face less than an inch from hers. "I know you understand this." His lips barely brushed hers as he stepped even closer, his body almost touching hers. "I know you'll see it done." He brought a hand up and gently stroked the woman's face, cupping her cheek before dropping it away and stepping back.

"Now," Hal then said, his voice curt, as he stepped further away though his eyes never left Henna's. "I'll leave you to it. I have a meeting to return to." He gave her a nod and exited the room only to return back to the meeting room where Sol was surely waiting for his return.
 

Rogue

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Name (Nickname): Gehenna 'Henna' Leoncah
Attire: A brown, suit like top that is low cut, revealing ample skin, and parts to open just below her breasts, revealing a toned abdomen. A pair of brown, leather pants and boots to match. Goggles on her head to keep her hair back and brow fingerless gloves with an emerald colored stone in the center. A few trinkets around her neck and hanging from her ears, as well as what could be a utility belt hanging from her waist, loosely and fashionably.
Weapon: Two modified pistols and a lightsaber of sorts.
Location: The Black; Aboard the Hammer; An empty room.
Tagging: Anyone; Halmir; Sol Invictus
Time:October 1, 3075; Night​


Henna left the room with him, following him obediently to where ever he may have lead her. And once they finally made it into the room, she turned to face him, only to find that he had already locked eyes with her. She nearly froze in her spot. Now, Henna had never been what many people would call ‘submissive’, but Hal had a habit of making the woman roll over and bear her belly to him, in a sense. He had her on quite a tight leash. And admittedly, she thought she liked it. After all, it could be misunderstood as a sign of possessiveness, affection. That maybe, he wanted her and her services to himself.

She listened to him speak, taking in each and every word and noting each and every command. He was correct in every sense of the word. The pirates could not and would not have the upper hand. She had to get it back by any means necessary. After all, control belonged in Hal’s hands. It always had. That was what the destruction of the settlement had been all about. Unfortunately, they had the misfortune of being burdened with rotten help. No matter. Lesson learned. If things were to be done properly, Henna learned, she would have to do them herself or at least supervise. There were no other ways around it. What must be done, must be done.

And then he stepped towards her, barely leaving room for her to breathe between them, and so she found she held her breath. And then it happened. The event that had nearly caused her heart to stop completely and fire to spread throughout her limbs. He had… kissed her. Her eyes widened before they eased back into her previous expression. He’d pulled away to quickly for her to have truly enjoyed him, although the lingering taste of bourbon on her lips was enough to drive her mad. As he stroked her face, she turned her head into his hand and closed her eyes, savoring the brief warmth that it offered before she felt it dropping. There was a hungriness in her eyes, the likes of which he had likely never seen from her. But she knew her boundaries, even as she felt them slipping away from her.

“I assure you, you will not be disappointed.” She added as he turned to leave. Her entire body was alight, and each pore felt as though he held a single flame, enough to flush her skin. She reached up, brushing her thumb slowly across her lower lip and closing her eyes. She let out a shuddering breath, finally letting loose the breath she had been holding. It was hopeless. She was so… hopelessly in love with him. She let her back lean against whatever was behind her, and she took that moment to catch her breath, she supposed now it was time to contact the bounty hunter. He’d need to see the footage from her comm, she had a good visual on the ships that had flown away from the settlement. Laela had to be on one of them. She tapped her wrist comm and barely allowed Zander to speak before she barked out an order.

“Send me the information to get a hold of this Shadow. And tell me, what is left of the settlement?”

“Well, my men are handling it now. They’re just having a bit of… fun with the survivors.” Zander must have assumed the extra bits would please Gehenna, bit it had only aggravated her.

“Quit dawdling. You have quite a bit of responsibility and you must handle it with grace. You’re not allowed to act like a prattling child anymore and your men must mirror your image, am I understood?” She fired back.

“Well, I--”

Am I understood?!

“Yes ma’am! I’m sending you the information for the Bounty Hunter now, best of luck on your hunt, Officer Leoncah.” he added, admittedly a bit glad to be rid of the terrifying woman.

“Do not assume this is the last time you will hear from me. You must be babysat…” She rumbled before ending communications and waiting for the information. The only thing left now, was to contact Shadow.
 

DJBayview

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Name: Sol Invictus
Attire: His usual purple suit.
Weapon: Himself.
Location: The Black, The Hammer, Deck 3 [Sol's Deck], Meeting room.
Tagging: Halmir Quinn, anyone in the area.
Time: October 1, 3075; night.



"Not at all... please, take your time." He said quietly, Sol was a patient man. He learned at an early age that stress was a killer unto itself, and sought at all times to be free of it. So he scanned the city Equatoria and the surrounding area, "An extinct volcano... I wonder." He continued the thought in his own head. He watched the two leave, as they walked through the automatic doorway his eyes changed color to a bright auburn, his cybernetic implants activating and accessing his ships infrastructure. As Hal scanned the room he smiled to himself, "No my dear associate, such obvious security measures are for the less fortunate." Sol did not waste time spying on his guests, after he was sure they were occupied with their own personal business his eye color resumed it's regular color and he continued studying the holographic map.

"Sarah, please alert the board members of Invictus Industries to a potential emergency operation on Thalassa. I may need contractors for underwater mining and development, I trust the board can find skilled and closed mouth individuals for this job. The pay is good, full benefits, and samples of our newest... pain reliever. Two birds, one stone, you understand?" He was well aware of Hal's intended 'base of operations', but if Sol was going to be involved, Sol was going to have his own team working on it as well.

Sol smiled to himself as he finished his first glass and threw it away in a nearby recycling receptacle, where it was instantly melted down to base elements and stored deep in the ships lower levels. He poured himself a second glass, because he's that damn classy, and just continued to stare at the holograph as Hal re-entered. "Ah, it's good you've returned. I'm no fan of wasting time while there are preparations to make. As soon as we are able to make contact with this scientist of your's we should do so and set up a meeting. I'm not a fan of bringing my ship on-world anywhere outside the Sanctum, we'll be docking at an Illuminati controlled station and taking smaller shuttles to Thalassa. Any personal belongs you cannot carry with you, can be brought in a secondary shipment when we are established. Do you have any questions, concerns, comments before we depart?" Sol was the epitome of well-mannered and respect. It was an old saying his parents taught him, 'Show respect to all things, people are much more willing to do something for a proper gentleman, and forcing your way is too messy.'
 
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darkangel76

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Name (Nickname): Halmir Quinn (Hal)
Attire: Standard attire of the Illuminati Elite - brown military-esque suit adorned with intricate gold adornments), white shirt, brown pants, brown leather boots.
Weapon: Blaster
Location: 'The Black' (on board The Hammer, Deck 3 [Sol's Deck], Meeting Room)
Tagging: Anyone; Sol Invictus, Gehenna.
Time: October 1, 3075; Night



Hal re-entered the meeting room and gave Sol a nod and smile. He knew quite well that Henna would see to it that this... Shadow... would indeed be contacted and more than likely met with while they spent some time on Thalassa. He knew the way the woman worked and that she probably had a meeting already in place with the bounty hunter as he'd been returning to the room. Yes. All too soon, he'd have his cousin back and thus his leverage just in case he needed the sympathy. Regardless, however, he had no intentions of whoever it might be that might be holding Laelestra make a spectacle of his family or his rule on Charon or the Illuminati itself. That just wasn't going to happen. No outlaw would hold such power over the elite. Never.

"I'll be quite fine, thank you, Mr. Invictus. My belongings will be properly tended to and secured for later. I've no doubt about that. And should I need anything more from Charon, I have my connections." Again, Hal smiled. He was definitely ready to de-board and eventually place his feet on a planet that was something other than Charon. Ah Thalassa. The great ocean planet. It had indeed been a long time since he'd ventured there. "And I can contact Sophie, my scientist contact, while we shuttle down. That shouldn't be a problem. I'm sure you'll get along rather well with her."
 

DJBayview

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Name: Sol Invictus
Attire: His usual purple suit.
Weapon: Himself.
Location: The Black, The Hammer, Deck 3 [Sol's Deck], Meeting room.
Tagging: Halmir Quinn, anyone in the area.
Time: October 1, 3075; night.



Sol nodded and headed for the door, "Excellent. We should be docking at the station soon. I will see you surface-side Mr. Quinn." With a quick and polite bow he excused himself to his quarters where he would prepare for the upcoming operation.

((Exit to Thalassa))
 
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darkangel76

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Name (Nickname): Halmir Quinn (Hal)
Attire: Standard attire of the Illuminati Elite - brown military-esque suit adorned with intricate gold adornments), white shirt, brown pants, brown leather boots.
Weapon: Blaster
Location: 'The Black' (on board The Hammer, shuttling down to Thalassa)
Tagging: Anyone; Sol Invictus, Gehenna.
Time: October 1, 3075; Night



Hal gave Sol a nod as the man left the room, obviously preparing to leave for his shuttle down to the planet of Thalassa. He quickly followed suit, though hung back slightly so that he could tap a few buttons on his wristcomm. "Henna, we're heading to our shuttle at this time, the one taking us planet-side on Thalassa." He paused a moment and took a deep breath. "I trust that you've readied everything with this... Shadow." While waiting for the woman to answer, he tapped a few more buttons sending her directions to the cargo bay where their shuttle to Thalassa was located. Once on board, he waited for her, knowing she'd be there sooner as opposed to later.

While waiting for Henna, Hal began to tap more buttons on his wristcomm. Suddenly he heard a soft voice chime through--soft, yet sinister and full of spark made him grin. "Ah Sophie," he began.

"The very one," came Sophie's voice. "And to what to do I owe this pleasure, Mr. Quinn? A call from the Illuminati? Oh, I must've been a very good girl this year." She giggled a bit.

Hal chuckled. "Perhaps," he began. "You've definitely been noticed, my dear."

"Just as good," Sophie stated.

The grin never left Hal's lips. "Is that so? Well then, you'll be happy to know that myself and Mr. Invictus have taken an interest..."

"Oh lucky me!" Sophie exclaimed. "Two interested parties! Whatever shall I do?" she shouted out.

Hal chuckled a bit louder. "Indeed," he said, hearing the woman giggling on the other end of his wristcomm. "Well, we have been reading your work and find it rather... interesting."

"Most men do," Sophie said.

"I can imagine," Hal answered. "We'd like to see more and discuss things with you at some point."

"Hrm, really," Sophie said. Hal could almost picture her face--that long, dark hair and those dark eyes. "Well, once you reach Thalassa... Wait. You're already here!" she squealed. "Come by at any time. I'll be ready for you. Just come by MareCorps."

"We shall indeed." At that, Hal cut communications and shook his head still chuckling. That scientist definitely was something.

Dropping his hand to his side then, Hal continued on his way and boarded the shuttle to Thalassa. He knew Henna would join him soon and before long he'd be planet side. Yes, things were moving along. Soon he'd have his cousin, soon his plans would be set into motion.

(Exits to Thalassa)
 

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Name (Nickname): Gehenna 'Henna' Leoncah
Attire: A brown, suit like top that is low cut, revealing ample skin, and parts to open just below her breasts, revealing a toned abdomen. A pair of brown, leather pants and boots to match. Goggles on her head to keep her hair back and brow fingerless gloves with an emerald colored stone in the center. A few trinkets around her neck and hanging from her ears, as well as what could be a utility belt hanging from her waist, loosely and fashionably.
Weapon: Two modified pistols and a lightsaber of sorts.
Location: The Black; Aboard the Hammer; An empty room.
Tagging: Anyone; Halmir; Sol Invictus
Time:October 1, 3075; Night​



{{Exit to Thalassa}}
 
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Name (Nickname): Laelestra Quentin (Laela)
Attire: Slips, petticoats showing off some leg and ankle, brown leather boots.
Weapon: None
Location: On board random ship (en route to Dragonia)
Tagging: Anyone; Shadow.
Time: October 1, 3075; Night.



Laela looked over at the bounty hunter as he put away his weapon, her body trembling a bit as she sat there. She wrapped her arms more tightly about herself as she watched him before finally averting her eyes. "You honestly believe that... don't you...?" she whispered softly, her eyes beginning to water again. In part, he was right. It wasn't like she wanted for things as far as material possessions were concerned. But there was so much more to life than that. She wondered if people honestly understood such things or if they merely just took it for granted. Perhaps they didn't truly know what it was like to be surrounded by so many yet truly have... no one. To not have a single person give a damn whether you came or went. Not unless it served their purpose. Oh to be an ornament or pawn for someone's favor, what a life! To have no friends, no confidantes. No... love.

Again, Laela's eyes watered. More than anything she just wanted to curl up into a ball and cry, just let the emotions take over and consume her whole. Better to be devoured than to feel so knotted and twisted as she was. And what was worse, she was starting to realize that even the death of her parents wasn't upsetting her in the same regard as it had initially. It frightened her, yes. But more because she didn't know how to fare without the connection, not because they as people were gone. She wondered if that made her a bad person... if...

Just then, Laela gasped as a tiny sob bubbled forth. She turned away from the man, not wanting to look at him or have him look at her. As her hair fell in front of her face, her body shaking, she whispered, "Do you know what it's like to be alone? Truly alone?" She paused a moment as a soft whimper escaped her though she tried desperately to hide it. "To have those around you not give a damn... not a single damn..." Her voice faltered slightly. "N-not unless... you serve their purpose?" Again she paused, her eyes filled with tears. Swallowing hard, she dared to look back over at the bounty hunter sitting across the way. "Cages and pay days..." she whispered. "That's all I'm worth to anyone. Keep me silent... cages and pay days."
 

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Name (Nickname):Vladimir Draven, Shadow
Attire:Black loose fitting jeans, studded belt, black leather boots, Black sleeveless robe open with the hood up
Weapon:Light Saber, Throwing knives, Long Sword, Desert Eagle
Location:Erebos
Tagging:Laela, Anyone
Time:October 1, 3075; Night


Shadow simply looked at the woman as she spoke, to say he didn't give a damn would be a lie even though he wasn't supposed to care he did. He knew exactly what it was like to feel alone, to be surrounded by people yet not have anyone at all. His eyes were a pale grey color at the moment meaning he was upset, upset for a woman that only a few hours ago was a target to him and nothing more. After a few moments Shadow let out a sigh and looked to the floor quickly before looking back to the woman.

"I know exactly how it feels to be alone, one doesn't get too much of a chance to make friends while in my profession" ,he began. "Do you know what my parents did to me? My mother left me in a dumpster when I was an infant, left me to die" ,he continued. He could feel his anger for his mother rising within him and it made his eyes glow red briefly before he calmed himself down. "Who wants to keep you silent and why?" ,he finally asked curious to hear her answer.
 
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Name (Nickname): Laelestra Quentin (Laela)
Attire: Slips, petticoats showing off some leg and ankle, brown leather boots.
Weapon: None
Location: On board random ship (en route to Dragonia)
Tagging: Anyone; Shadow.
Time: October 1, 3075; Night.



Laela looked at the bounty hunter, her eyes starting to feel sore. She felt her heart lurch when he spoke of his past, of how he was left behind so carelessly and cruelly in such a fashion. How anyone could do such a thing to someone, she didn't understand it. She found herself shaking her head in disgust at such an act, not even realizing she was doing so. "I'm so sorry," she said quietly, her voice barely audible. She looked down into her lap as her arms moved about her middle as if she were hugging herself. Everything inside her was feeling twisted, hurting to the point where she thought she would burst. Still, she listened to the strange man speak, taking in his words as she sat there in silence. Finally, she looked back over at him, her hands rubbing at her arms. "Everyone wants to keep me silent," she answered. "Everyone." She shook her head as despair filled her heart. "My parents did when they were alive, Hal... even those damned pirates and their friends..." More tears spilled down her cheeks. "Maybe I'm naive. And maybe to some degree I'm spoiled. But..." her voice trailed. "But no one has ever truly given a damn about me. Not unless I served their purpose. I'm not that stupid contrary to what they might think." She let one of her arms go free and move to wipe at her tears, which were still falling. "Everyone has someone to talk to, to confide in, to learn from, to look up to. I... I have no one. And it's because I'm not worth anything more than being a marble statue for others to admire." A whimper rolled over her lips. "That's all Hal wants me for. Please don't send me back to that. I haven't spoken to him in over ten years. Suddenly he ends up on Charon and wants me there." She cried a little just then as full out realization hit her hard. "You don't find that the slightest bit odd?" She shook her head and buried her face in her hands.
 

AlphaWolfQuin

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Location
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Name (Nickname):Vladimir Draven, Shadow
Attire:Black loose fitting jeans, studded belt, black leather boots, Black sleeveless robe open with the hood up
Weapon:Light Saber, Throwing knives, Long Sword, Desert Eagle
Location:Erebos
Tagging:Laela, Anyone
Time:October 1, 3075; Night


"There's no need for you to apologize to me, you've done nothing wrong to me" ,he stated. Even though the woman's voice was low Shadow had amazing hearing it was one of the many benefits of being part predator. He again listened as she spoke and the more she spoke the more he realized just how alone she truly was and that the man who hired him was a real douche bag. When she pleaded for him not to take her back Shadow looked directly into her eyes and took a deep breath, "You know you're worth a lot of money right? Hal is paying me a nice amount to bring you back to him in one piece....however I do have a conscience and a heart believe it or not and if what you say is true then I can't just drop you back into that lifestyle, BUT if I don't take you back to Hal then where do I bring you?" ,Shadow continued to look directly into the woman's eyes as he waited for her response letting her know she had his full attention.
 
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darkangel76

darkangel76

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Name (Nickname): Laelestra Quentin (Laela)
Attire: Slips, petticoats showing off some leg and ankle, brown leather boots.
Weapon: None
Location: On board random ship (en route to Dragonia)
Tagging: Anyone; Shadow.
Time: October 1, 3075; Night.



Laela looked over at the strange man, her hopes starting to rise just a bit at the notion that someone was finally actually listening to her, willing to take the time to talk to her rather than just cart her off to this place or that and retrieve their cash and call it a day. It truly touched her deeply. She'd been starting to wonder if such people existed in the universe given her track record for never coming across such sorts. It had been disheartening to say the least to come to the realization at just how cruel a place it was, that it extended far beyond Helios and even Inner Sanctum. There had been proof enough of that on Charon and the way she'd been treated by the pirates. Sure, she understood that the Illuminati might not be well received and her being of their blood might have caused some tensions, but... not one of them tried to help her, not... one... She was just an inconvenience. A pay day. An annoyance. Not worth teaching, nothing.

"You'd help me...?" Laela whispered. "You'd take me elsewhere?" Her lips trembled slightly at the idea of true freedom, at being able to walk freely without someone like Hal breathing down her neck and using her as a pawn for his own means. But... when the man asked her where she wanted to go, her thoughts suddenly went blank and her jaw dropped as her heart sank, her spirits dropping as quickly as they'd risen. She looked into the oddly beautiful eyes of this peculiar man who'd taken her away from the pirates. "I... I don't know where I'd go," she admitted, her eyes filling with tears. "I... I'll be honest. I have no skills. Nothing. I don't even have any money on my person any longer." She bit down on her lip, her tummy fluttering with nervousness. "But I can't go back. I can't." She looked at him pleadingly. "I don't know what I should do, maybe I could go somewhere and... and... I don't know. Maybe learn something useful. I... I..." She shivered slightly. "I could work at a bar or... or... wait tables." She paused, pacing the small area. "Perhaps learn a trade if someone is willing to teach me."

Laela reached up and began twisting her fingers furiously through her dark hair as she chewed on her lower lip. When she stopped pacing, she stopped in front of the man and looked up into his eyes, her own glistening with unshed tears. Suddenly, a few fell and she let go of her hair so that she could wipe at them. She gave him a small smile and a tiny shrug before she moved her arms about her middle.

"Know of anywhere I could go where no one would mind an annoying, spoiled girl such as me?" Laela asked sheepishly, her cheeks turning bright scarlet against the rest of her porcelain pale skin. "They'd have to be patient," she admitted as she averted her eyes so she could stare at the floor.
 

AlphaWolfQuin

Pulsar
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Location
Rhode Island
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Name (Nickname):Vladimir Draven, Shadow
Attire:Black loose fitting jeans, studded belt, black leather boots, Black sleeveless robe open with the hood up
Weapon:Light Saber, Throwing knives, Long Sword, Desert Eagle
Location:Erebos
Tagging:Laela, Anyone
Time:October 1, 3075; Night


Shadow watched as she paced and listened to her speak, when she was finished he looked into her eyes and stayed silent for a moment as he thought of what she could do. "You can tag along with me for a little while I move around a lot so you should be able to find a job of some sort on one of the planets" ,he began. "But if you annoy me too much I will tie you up and put a sock in your mouth understand? I am a very busy man and I need to stay focused on my job I don't have time to babysit".

After a few more moments Shadow could feel that the ship was landing and he looked to Laela, "Are you ready? We're landing on Dragonia now, as soon as we land I'll get you some food and look for a place to stay and we'll get you out of those clothes, make you look less Illuminati-ish" ,he stated as the ship landed.

(Exit to Dragonia)
 
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darkangel76

darkangel76

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Name (Nickname): Laelestra Quentin (Laela)
Attire: Slips, petticoats showing off some leg and ankle, brown leather boots.
Weapon: None
Location: On board random ship (en route to Dragonia)
Tagging: Anyone; Shadow.
Time: October 1, 3075; Night.



Laela nodded, her hopes rising a bit when the strange man said she could stay with him for a bit until she figured out what she could do. But all too soon, she was wincing, her hopes falling as a heaviness weighed upon her heart when he hinted at his own annoyances with her. Had she already made such an impression?

Just like the others... just like...

Still nodding, Laela hung her head and decided it better not to speak. Why bother when no one really wanted to listen to the things she had to say. If everything she said bothered people, upset them, annoyed them, what was the use? Maybe she was better off just being an ornament... But then why did it feel so wrong? Why did it make her insides twist up at the very idea of sitting idly by and doing nothing but wasting away in such a life? Honestly, she had no idea. She'd known no other way, though she'd always hated it, had hated being so alone. And now the one person who'd shown her kindness in her past only wanted her for a means of some kind of gain. She was certain of it. What kind of life was that?

Silent tears streamed down Laela's cheeks and without hesitation, she just wiped them away. When the ship finally landed, her tears ceased to fall, her body ceased to shiver, though she followed the strange man onto the planet's surface... onto Dragonia.

(Exits to Dragonia)
 
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