Greer: We're going to need some blaster rifles, and something that can jam security systems.
*he grinned*
We're also going to have to take back some drinks.

Phobos: This place is still going to self destruct. A shame, but not unavoidable.

*Phobos descends to the main floor*

Phobos: A ship is waiting. All I need to do is infiltrate it.

*F Irvine's shuttle docks, and the Fleet jumps into hyperspace.*

Nom jumped at the beeping of the comlink. His face flushed as he looked at Tarila.

"This is Nom," he answered. He motioned for Tarila to trace the signal.

Adrian: Well well well, maybe you can explain some things for me. You see, your sister was spotted following Greer near the docks. Yet, he's still alive, how can that be?

"Yes, I can explain," Nom snapped. "After following Greer for a while, Tarila went into the ventillation system above Greer's room. She made a careless mistake and was found and captured. I went in to get her and found that they had hurt her. I knocked them out and brought Tarila with me back to our ship. There was no sign of Greer."

Tarila motioned that she had found the origin of the signal and took off running to one of their shuttles. Nom raced after her and stopped her. He motioned that they had better take the ship to destroy wherever the signal was coming from. She nodded and Nom waited for a response to his reply.

((OOS: Deac, Rwos didn't leave yet, he's waiting for Deac. Would he have seen what's going on with Deac/Phobos, or is the chamber opaque or walled off? Would he run into Phobos now or did Phobos leave the chamber in another way?))

[Phobos is to Deac what Deimos was to Lokpihet]

Phobos *Noticing Rwos*: Ah, Rwos. I just had to make a small uplink. We now have 10 minutes, and all the security doors are open to us. Let's go...

Rwos: Uplink? What sort of uplink? You weren't able to stop the self-destruction?

That's odd...I just told Deac I could use my teleporter to get us out of here, and now he seems to have forgotten...and what was he saying about infiltrating a ship?

Phobos: I just had to connect myself to the server. And I couldn't stop the self destruct. We should go. We don't have all the time in the world.

Adrian: That's strange. If that's true, then it means your sister can somehow walk while being knocked out.

Rwos: Where are we going?

Nom's eyes widened. "What are you talking about? My sister is recovered now, but she is here with me. I don't understand your meaning."

Tarila grabbed the comlink. "As for following Greer near the docks, when was that? Wasn't that a few days ago? After following him to the air taxi, I traced him to where he was staying. The next day, Nom went to look around and found the ventillation system. He kept poking around for another couple of days before returning to get me. Then, he boosted me into the ventillation system and I settled in to wait for the right moment.

"I thought I'd have to wait for the right moment when Greer said he was going out, so I dropped into a relaxed position, but they heard me. I thought I'd be okay, but one of them started to open the vent I'd been looking out of. I lunged out, but nobody was inside my reach. I ran for Greer, who had just walked out the door, but one of them hit me with a wrench. The other had a pole and I grabbed it, but, if you must know, I'm fairly light. He was able to swing me into a wall and capture me. The rest happened as Nom said. We have been in our ship ever since."

"Is there a reason you should doubt this story?" Nom demanded, taking the comlink back from Tarila.

Phobos: We need to get off planet before the place blows apart.

Damn it Norl, you won't fool him for long, he's already onto. And stop access memories of my daughter, you pervert.

Adrian: Yes, the fact that you're tracking my signal.

Rwos: I thought I heard you say something about a ship?

((i think he ment the shuttle for F Irvine, but i kinda had em left before he could do anything ^_^;))

"Perhaps if you had come to see us rather than send an intermediary, we would not be tracking the signal," Nom retorted. "We like to know exactly who we are working for and where they are working from. I had every intention of tracking your signal when you contacted us."

Tarila took the comlink. "Anyone who knows anything about us should have known that we prefer meeting face to face with our employer. If that isn't possible, we track our employer until we know who he is and where to find him."

"Satisfied?" Nom demanded, once again in control of the comlink.

Phobos: Yes...we must get to one soon, else we'll be caught in here. We haven't all day, Termand Rwos

Tut tut. Shouldn't have done that. He'll be onto you now, Norl.

Adrian: Oh, if you wanted to meet me face to face, all you had to do was ask. Except now there's one problem: I don't trust you

*Rwos raises his brow*

Definitely something wrong here. I can't recall Deac ever using my full name speaking to me.

Rwos: Deac, I think the link you made to the systems here has damaged your circuits in some way. You said you had to make a link to the server...what happened when you did that? Do you remember?

*Phobos begins moving off*

Phobos: I just had to download some control software. I'll delete it when I get back to the ship, it will require me to go to sleep while my systems do something like that.

Well, Starkiller, you can't bother me much longer

Rwos! If you're able to hear me, please, hit me with an Ion blast or something! Shut it down!

Rwos: Hm. I see. Well, we have only five minutes, let's go.

Five minutes to figure this out...

Download some "control software"? Ignoring the fact that none of that explanation made sense...

What was that Norl said?

"Guess I'm trapped here now as well. No matter. I'll be back. There is another way out of here besides your skull, Lokpihet."

Rwos: *purposefully* Yes, we'd better get moving, Deac. In fact, I think we've already wasted too much time...here, let's use my teleporter. I can use it to get directly to our crafts.

I don't know what's happened to you, Deac, but I know one way of finding out.

"Ah!" Nom said grandly. "So you have learned something about doing business with us. I suppose you have every reason to keep your trust to yourself."

"All the same," Tarila added, "it's not like we actually pinpointed you. I'd be willing to bet a lot that we've located a false signal. I'm right, aren't I?"

"Let's get down to business now," Nom said. "We've decided that we can't trust you. We want some of the money in advance. When we have it, we'll continue. For your sake, you'd better hope they don't capture Tarila or I. We are very aggressive about protecting each other, as I'm sure you know. Don't test us. If we can't have some of our pay in advance, we won't do this job for you."

Nom paused for a few seconds to let his words sink in. "Got it?"

Adrian: What? You want me to give it to you in person?

"Need you ask?" Tarila demanded. "Yes, we want you to deliver the money to us in person... alone."

"If it's not you and you're not alone, we'll stop working for you," Nom continued. "I hope you understand. If not, well.. that's your problem."

Phobos: Excellent. We can all go. I take it Elella will meet us at the ship, no?

See, I remembered.

He's already onto you, you scumbag.

*Adrian thought about it for a moment.*
Adrian: All right. Do you have a meeting place set up, or should I set something up?

"You know where our ship is," Nom replied. "We'll be scanning your shuttle to make sure you have followed our instructions."

Adrian: All right i'm heading there now.
*Adrian started walking toward a hovercar.*

*A House Gaurd approches Flax and Mirra. The man wears a blue tunic and ceramic cortosis ore armour.*

Gaurd: My, Lord. They have arrived.

Flax: I will see then shortly.

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Dasken: Okay, here we are then.

*They arrive at a small, unasuming shop front.*

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*Hal looks at Rwos, worried and mouths. "Different."*

Asgard

Odin: is everything ready?

Svafa: Yes, that station has just been brought online, a message has been sent to Cracken, and one of our ships should be arriving at Agamar now.

Odin: Perfect. Let us go, and see this embassy.
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Agamar

*A valkyrie ship drops out of hyperspace in the Agamar System, they immediatly contact Agamar's defense force*

Hirst: Hello, I am Hirst commanding the Disen, an Aesirian Destoyer. I carry a message for Lord Flax, from Lord Odin of the Aesir. We respectfully request permission to enter orbit and have a meeting with your Lord.

*As "Deac" speaks, Rwos slows, seeming to lose his momentary burst of confidence. Then he catches the look from Flax*

What if...

There is one way. If Deac's body is being subverted by a spectre, even a mechanical specter...

No. Too risky. Can't do that, unless all else fails. And only when I'm sure I'm not wrong.

But what to do now?

Ellela...she's the unknown factor here...we should meet her first...and we should also escape this planet...we have only minutes left...

*Rwos activates his teleporter and touches Deac with one hand, Hal with the other. The three vanish in a flash of blue light.

They reappear outside Rwos' ship, close to where Deac had landed*

Phobos: Excellent. We are here. I'm ok to fly this ship, right? I am? Well I guess there is no harm in telling you your friend is dead. I am Phobos. You'll be dying now.

*Phobos leaps onto Rwos*

*Rwos lets himself fall backward, balancing on his tail, and Phobos overshoots. Rwos grabs him from underneath and flips him backwards onto his back. Before the cyborg can react, Rwos has his head pinned under his foot*

Rwos: Looks like I guessed right. You're Norl, aren't you? The ghost in the machine...

The comlink clicked off and Tarila turned to look at Nom.

"Now what?" she asked. He shrugged.

"As soon as he steps out of the shuttle, send all of the holographic crew to surround him," he answered. "We'll take him to Greer, but since we're not working for him any more, we'll let him keep his money."

"Right," Tarila nodded. "No sense in taking something we don't want, right? In taking that money we'd be working for him again."

"Get ready, his shuttle's on its way," Nom said. Tarila moved over to one of the control panels.

Phobos: Let me go or I'll stop Deac's heart. I can live as data forever. If you give me unfettered access to Obra-Skai and its datacore, I will let him go unharmed.

Rwos: If you destroy this body, you destroy yourself. Even if you can continue to "live" as inert data, what makes you think I won't destroy this shell after Deac's soul leaves it?

Phobos: All right, let's play this a different way. Deac still has that old self destruct device installed. If I set it off, we all go. Choose quickly, I think his skull's starting to crack.

Rwos: You won't do that. You value your own "skin" too much. Also, you must know I'm harder to kill than that.

There's no way I can let him do this. If I let him upload himself to the Obra-Skai, he could easily leave a program behind to kill Deac anyway. And he would have access to any of the Emperor's deadly remaining secrets as a bonus...

Phobos: He's running out of air. You're..choking us...we'll both die...neither of us can win here.

Deac. I don't care. You, die, I go out happy.

*Lokpihet's.... F. Irvines SSD, Command deck*

Officer "My lord, the facility you ordered us to keep watch of, the ractor hasn't detonated yet."

F Irvine "All stop." *everyone one aboard jerks towards the front of the ship as the ship makes an emergency stop* "Are we still in range of facilities' comms?"

Comms "Yes my lord."

F Irvine "I don't care how you do it, display its internal and exteroir sensors and survalence sensors. Hack into it is you have to! And get back to there! Ready the fighters if they are still alive on that planet, I want them taken alive. So if they try to excape, DISABLE THEIR SHIP!"

*The fleet turns around and jumps back towards the planet.*

*Greer went into the shop*
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*Adrian arrived at the landing pad. He parked and got out of the car*

((Umm... Jokemaster, the Vilnovs ship is in orbit because it's too big to land conveniently. I'll write this as if you had taken a shuttle.))


"He's here," Nom said. Tarila nodded and grinned.

"Let's wait till he starts on his way to the bridge and clog it up with our crew. He'll be trapped in the middle them!"

"Brilliance," Nom laughed. "My sister has brilliance!"

((Sorry about the lack of posts...Am webcomicking, job-hunting, and busy with schoolwork ^^;;

Oooh, I know a beautiful way to stall... ;)))

Rwos: Yes, an interesting predicament you've got us in, Norl. I can't help you because you might hurt Deac. I can't hurt you because I might hurt Deac. Hal? You're the Jedi...what do you think we should do?

*Adrien stepped out of the shuttle.*
Adrian: All right, I'm here.

((Damm school, exams, depression. (I get miserable around May.))

*Agamar.*

Agamar Ground Control: Asier Emmissery, you are cleared to land. Transmitting co-ordinates. Lord Flax is currently meeting with Nobles from the Outer Rim, he will be able to see you shortly. Will this be an extended stay?

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*Flax arrives in the main council Room, this time, in adition to the High Command several Noblemen from the Outer Rim are seated.*

*The gaurds snap to attention as Flax enters.*

Agamar

Valkyrie: It should not be an extended stay. Valkyrie Hirst is on her way to the coordinates you provided.

*The Disen enters orbit of Agamar, a dagger shaped shuttle leaves the destroyer and follows the coordinates down it lands gentle on the field. A ramp lowers Hirst steps out flanked by another two Valkyries. They are wearing Blood red armor with gold trim. Gold Runes and Triads decorate the armor. They carry swords at their side, and each is wearing a red cloak. Hirst' cloak has a triad on it.

They stand in front of their shuttle waiting for an escort.
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Asgard
*Odin, Svafa, and Vidar enter Sleipnir and take the ship to orbit, engage the slipstream drive and head for the station*

*As the Valkiries decend the ramp the doors open onto the docking platform and the same House Gaurd as earlier strides out, flanked by 12 House Gaurds in Cortosis armour and green robes with blue trim, they carry battle axes and shields, with shortswords at their sides.*

When they reach the group the Gaurd kneels infront of Hirst.

Gaurd: Lady, I am Rasnar Telaris-Flax, Captain of the Royal House Gaurds. My Lord is in Council, he wishes me to escort you to the gardens.

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*The Noblemen are now in heated discution.*

Ackbar: Bickering serves no purpose, we are here to conferm General-Lord Flax as Dictator.

*The Noblemen take a vote.*

Ackbar: Very well then. Lord Flax, you are confermed dictator by this Coucil for a standard term of six months.

*Flax bows.*

Flax: Thankyou Admiral. I will do my best. Now we must get down to buisness. As Dictator I call the loyal systems to arms. The forces of the Outer Rim are now united under my banner.............

*Fifteen Minutes Later.*

*Flax arrives in the Castle Gardens, with Mirra.*

Flax: Lady Hirst, this is my daughter, Mirra. *Gestures.* I understand you have a message for me.

((BD: You might want to read my last post. :D))