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Re: S1:Ep2 - Blasting Off Again
« Reply #60 on: May 31, 2019, 01:59:16 PM »
Location: Cythera Casino and Resort

Overhearing Tabby's message to Rian, Barnaby decided that the gettin' was good. "Let's git. Tell'm to meet back at the ship." Ass in the driver's seat and hands on the wheel, Barnaby drove the mule away from the casino with as much speed as he could muster, crowded as the streets were. "I don't like it." He said, almost to himself but loud enough for the three passengers to hear him as well. Ostensibly, they'd walked into a trap. His head chastised, but his gut wasn't having any part in that. His gut told him they could still get out of this in one piece. His gut told him that he'd done everything he could and that there was no amount of planning that could see a person through a proper betrayal. If he were to start planning for that, well, Barnaby didn't like to think of what that might do to a person. He had to believe that honesty and honor were still important.

"Hey, uh, Mr. Arlo." He turned his head briefly to regard Thackery. "You know that Baron guy. He's planning something ain't he?" His eyes back on the road, the Mule hit a large bump, sending everyone briefly and slightly into the air and back down. "He think's we's stupid. Just some blackhoppin' yokels. But we ain't." A push cart appeared in their path, which Barnaby swerved to avoid, barely willing to slow at all. "Rian. Mona. Ya'll keep an eye out. I'm gonna get us back to the docks lickity."

His thoughts went to the other guy, Abe, the Baron had called him, but Barnaby had noticed that the man hadn't offered his full name. "What's ya'll's read on that other fella, Abe? He don't seem very wholesome to me."
« Last Edit: June 12, 2019, 06:42:28 PM by Lomari »

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« Reply #61 on: June 03, 2019, 10:16:55 PM »
Location: The Market

Alliance soldiers stepped out of their path back to the docking area but formed a steady and eager wall between them and the rest of the market. They seemed twitchy, fingers itching to squeeze triggers and deal with this the easy way. But, for now, the woman in charge had a firm hold on them and they’d apparently attempt to be polite and civil.

Viktor remained wary of the officers but was resigned to going along for the time being. He didn't think he was going to make it to Temple to pay his respects today, after all. Tabitha was bound to be upset that the officers were not likely to let them continue their shopping. He, however, would be glad to get out of this situation with the least amount of tussle possible.

Keeping his position as second to Riot, he did his best to stay in between the officers and Tabby as they made their way back to the ship. Turning his head toward her, he whispered, "Maybe you should let us handle conversation with our new friend from here out. She doesn't seem to be taking a shine to you."

Through his own comms he said, "Headed back home now Rian, a little light on the groceries. We'll have to have those ribs another time."

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« Reply #62 on: June 05, 2019, 04:52:19 PM »
Location: Cythera Casino and Resort

"We made a new friend, she's awful pretty. A little stern but we all have our flaws. She wants to speak to the Captain, wants to take the boxes from us, but we told her we don't have any idea what she's talking about,"

He smiled, but wanted to caution the doctor. He was glad she didn't give much of anything away but a flat denial like that could get them in trouble.

"You just keep that pretty Alliance Officer busy and stay off-topic and I'll make dessert tonight-"

The preacher ruined his plan for a bribe:

""Headed back home now Rian, a little light on the groceries. We'll have to have those ribs another time.""

Cursing in Chinese as Rian climbed up onto the back of the mule on the driver's side. He perched himself so that he could pivot around and watch the crowds as they made their way back to the docks. He could feel in Barnaby's driving that his suspicion had grown contagious.

"Don't you worry about it, Vic. We're on our way home..."

As they sped down the streets he eyed each alley suspiciously, any clusters of individuals near a choke point. Carpenter could feel the noose tightening around them as he rested his hand on his holster.
« Last Edit: June 12, 2019, 06:42:17 PM by Lomari »

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« Reply #63 on: June 06, 2019, 03:44:27 AM »
Location: The Market


Tabby jumped as Rians voice came over the com unit. Riot would have as well if she hadn't been so deep in "deal with the feds" mode. Tabby made her reply, mentioning boxes, and that they had told the "stern woman" they didn't know what she was talking about. Riot winced inwardly, but what was said was said.

“Well, I can see you’re not idiots. Well, not all of you..." she informed them, grinning dangerously. “So, why don’t we all just mosey back to your ship where I can wait for your Captain to return. I can be reasonable,” The woman said, as she took a more casual stance, her smile trying to seem more genuine. She indicated that they should head back to the ship, and the Alliance soldiers stepped out of their path in that direction. Riot didn't like how twitchy they looked, but the presence of Miss Stern And Definitely In Charge seemed to be keeping them... polite. Riot briefly considered pushing for finishing their shopping first, but sometimes you had to know when not to push.

Riot released her hold and Bandits neck and quietly said, "Banditt. Følg lukkene.", and they headed off back towards the ship with the Alliance in tow. Victor and Riot were both doing their best to stay between Tabby and the officer, and Bandit was keeping pace with Riot with barely six inches between them. Riot was still as calm as ice, but once they got all this sorted out she could tell she'd have the shakes from the adrenaline crash.

« Last Edit: June 12, 2019, 06:42:54 PM by Lomari »

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« Reply #64 on: June 09, 2019, 09:03:26 AM »
Location: Cythera Casino and Resort

Mattie ignored Buttercup's outrage and didn't poke any further fun at him, not because she wouldn't have gotten a kick out of it, but because her mind was elsewhere. Just because Tate let Captain Weatherman and his crew walk out of his headquarters in one piece didn't mean he'd be as merciful when it came to letting them get off the planet.

Her hunch was confirmed to be correct when the Head of Security called her over and tossed her a baguette her rifle. Thank Heavens she was allowed to use her own weapons; to be honest, she was surprised the Baron hadn't forced her to wield some fully automatic jewel-encrusted monstrosity to match this stupid suit (yet). The thought reminded her of Lucky's ridiculous pearl-handled pistols. She wondered what he would say if he saw her now.

“...This’s your test, recruit. Do well and you’ll get yer own shiny badge and a room of yer own.”

She bristled at the words, but bit her tongue. The bastard sounded so confident he was offering her an irresistible prize, something she'd be salivating over like a good little climber. As if their gang was a gang worth being a part of. The familiar feeling of Daisy's grip in her hands only cemented her resolve.

"They won't know what hit 'em," she replied before heading off, mustering up a smirk that mirrored the Chief's grin. It was surprisingly easy to do; all she had to think about was the times she'd caught Bret staring at her ass, and how satisfying it was going to be to turn the barrel of her gun towards his smug face.
« Last Edit: June 09, 2019, 09:40:50 AM by Mattie Rooney »

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« Reply #65 on: June 09, 2019, 09:50:17 PM »
Location: The streets outside Cythera Casino and Resort

Thoroughly preoccupied with his whinging, Arlo didn't even notice that he'd followed Maybewhether up into the mule as he babbled on about typewriters and indignities, until it suddenly took off, jostling him against the crewmen squeezed against him on either side. This was tantamount to kidnapping as far as Arlo was concerned, but what else was he going to do? Stand around back in the empty bay, shouting complaints at the darkness and beating on the elevator doors?

"Oh, very well, I suppose I'll come along for the moment," he declared with dignity to nobody in particular, conveniently ignoring the fact that he now had little alternative but to dive across several laps and into the dusty street. "But I insist upon returning to collect my belongings at the soonest possible opportunity."

Thus asserted, he settled himself as comfortably as he could (which wasn't particularly) and looked with interest about the less attractive side of the resort moon. It certainly was a dingy little place behind the gleaming marble and towering columns out front, wasn't it?

"You know that Baron guy," the captain said suddenly to Arlo. "He's planning something, ain't he?"

Arlo tried several times to respond, interrupted repeatedly by close brushes with death in the form of road bumps and push carts, and by the captain himself muttering darkly about Arlo-didn't-care-what. "Hugo's always planning something, though he's never particularly effective at it," he finally managed. "You saw for yourself how he couldn't even put together a decent card party, never mind a nefarious scheme. It's that Abernathy character I'm more concerned about. Thoroughly unsavory, thoroughly. He's no doubt got Tate hooked in on some dreadful nonsense or other. I don't approve at all."

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« Reply #66 on: June 12, 2019, 07:05:23 PM »
Planet time: 1300

Team 1:
Location: Cytheria Casino and Resort

“Alright, we’s gotta get their mule ta’ go somewhere else!” Serg yelled over the sound of wind passing through the skeleton of the vehicle, his voice hiccuped by bumps and holes in the ground. “Maybe hit ‘em in the back, chase ‘em off the roads!” Bret suggested, turning his head to shout, his hands still on the controls and brows furrowed above his goggles. “Then you an Serg get out an’ finish ‘em!” the goggled man added loudly.

Their mule growled as its driver pressed it hard after the mule running from them, although it wasn’t aware that it was running just yet. Slowly, foot by foot, the pursuing vessel closed in on Barnaby et all. It wouldn’t have been hard to see them coming, especially not when the Captain and crew (and disgruntled fancy pants) were already on high alert. The Baron’s group continued on, nose to rear, but never attempted to go around the other mule. Finally, with a sharp turn of the control, Bret smashed the front of their vehicle hard against the back right corner of Barnaby’s in some facsimile of a Pit maneuver. 

“Yea! Get ‘em, Bret!” Serg shouted encouragingly, looking back at Mattie with a toothy grin, teeth standing out starkly against his dirt covered face.

Team 2:
Location: The Market

The woman smiled was the little group complied with her ‘request’ and not long after, she and her soldiers closed in around the three of them (and their pup) in a deceptively loose and distanced rectangle. They were clearly wary of the big dog, if the glances and the trigger fingers twitching against the side of their weapons was any indication.

"Maybe you should let us handle conversation with our new friend from here out. She doesn't seem to be taking a shine to you."

Tabitha looked a little disappointed that she hadn't been making a stellar impression upon the strange woman, but she nodded to show that she'd agreed with Viktor's suggestion. An index finger lifted to cover her pink lips and she smiled warmly up at him, letting Riot and the preacher lead her on between them without realizing that that was what they were doing.

They hadn’t been too far from the ship and its welcoming ramp laid open for them, the first interior door shut to prevent random uninvited guests. It was closed with a simple 4-digit code that the members of the crew would know and would be ale to punch into the control panel quickly enough, should they have decided to do so. The crowd was thicker nearer the docks and thus nearer their ship. Visitors, crews loading and off-loading cargo and passengers, and townsfolk looking for a ride off world meandered about, pushing in on the sides of the escort party. A couple soldiers shoved unsuspecting onlookers away when they got too close, and it became evident that the deeper they went into the flowing throng, the less their attention was upon Riot, Viktor, and Tabitha.

“Fancy a watch?” came a voice from behind them, a hand closing around the Alliance woman’s shoulder and tugging her around. A man with a ragged brown coat opened on one side to show off his vast array of broken and suspiciously new looking watches as they dangled against his slim and malnourished body. “Release me!” she barked at him, her soldiers turning abruptly away from the Darling crew to face this new potential threat to their superior.

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« Reply #67 on: June 13, 2019, 01:39:26 AM »
"Nǐ zài shuǎ wǒ ma?"

He watched the mule approach. As they drew closer, their shouting to each other over the rushing air was loud enough for him to hear once they got within a reasonable distance. Not the particulars but he clocked the attractive and capable looking blond security guard from Baron Fancy Pants' place and it was for sure. Since Rian had climbed on the back, he had a perfect view of them as they encroached, then lined up. Borrowing some military vernacular he learned from a vet he ran jobs with, Carpenter shouted to everyone aboard:

"CONTACT! SIX O'CLOCK!"

Firmly holding onto a steel handle, he felt the mule practically kick out from beneath him with the impact and as they spun around. But just as quickly as they'd spun around they were facing foward again and in motion as the all-purpose vehicle and their captain regained control. Rian counted about three gunhands in the Baron's mule. But they weren't shooting yet, that meant Serge, the driver, just jumped up to the top of Rian's list of people he's going to shoot at. The second the mule stabilized under him, Rian's hand came out from inside his jacket where it had been resting on his pistol, lined him up, and squeezed the trigger, then shifted one spot over to Bret and Carpenter let loose another. 

"I swear to god, Cap!"

Rian held on for dear life and gritted his teeth in frustration. Another time he'd have lit them up sooner, but seeing as he probably needed to let them attack before anything he did might start getting considered manslaughter-y if there were cameras. Aiming at the engine of the vehicle chasing them he let loose four more rounds in quick succession.

POP-POP-POP-POP

Why he hadn't taken any shots at the blond? Chivalry? Ingrained sexism? Rian wasn't sure but she was in the back and wouldn't be a threat in a disabled vehicle. Hopefully. It was the sort of thing his dad would have kicked his ass for back in the day.

"I'm like a reverse lucky charm, everywhere we go somebody tries to kill us!"

And then I have to kill a bunch of people...

Pistol still firmly in hand, he tried to keep it aimed at the enemy mule as they sped off.
« Last Edit: June 13, 2019, 01:46:03 AM by Rian Carpenter »

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« Reply #68 on: June 13, 2019, 08:19:49 PM »
The wind was pulling strands loose from Mattie's stylishbun and tousling her hair something fierce, but the gunhand couldn't care less. While Bret and Serg strategized and enganged in jubilant trash talk, she sat in silence, watching for her moment like a hawk. More observant mercenaries might have sensed something was off about their companion who was being awful quiet all of a sudden; lucky for Mattie, the mooks she'd been saddled with were having too much fun to pay attention to her.

“Yea! Get ‘em, Bret!”

Serg turned to look at her with his trademark gǒu shǐ-eating grin. She responded with a lukewarm smile that did not reach her eyes, which were conveniently hidden behind her goggles. Then, before he had the chance to open his mouth again, a series of shots rang out; one of Woodgetter's crew members was firing at them. Mattie felt a strange, almost paternal surge of pride for their targets for fighting back, immediately followed by annoyance over them not realizing she was on their side.

Taking advantage of the brief window of confusion that followed the gunfire, Mattie gave Serg a hard shove. He was larger than her, but she had the element of surprise on her side, and the man was sent toppling off the mule, hopefully breaking his neck in the process. Mattie knew Bret would be too busy keeping their vehicle under control to properly react to her sudden yet inevitable betrayal; she would already have him at gunpoint by the time he was in any position to hold her accountable for her actions.

Provided, of couse, that they didn't crash first...

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« Reply #69 on: June 13, 2019, 09:45:01 PM »
CRASH

Barnaby felt the crash of the other mule as it slammed into them from behind. The jostle threatened to hinder their momentum, but Barnaby's foot kept on the accelerator and his hands went with the movement as if to steer with the crash as opposed to fighting against it. This sent their mule crashing through a fruit stand, apples and oranges and some round green things that Barnaby didn't recognize flew high into the air and rained down on them and their pursuers. "Oops! Beg pardon!" He said though he trusted his apology would fall on deaf ears if it was heard at all. A hard twist on the yoke put them back on the street, at least for now. With his eyes pointed straight, Barnaby had no way of knowing for sure who it was that was pursuing them, but he figured it could be narrowed down to two culprits.

BLAMBLAMBLAMBLAM

"Who's shooting?" He said trying to keep his voice modulated, with no trace of fear. In truth, he was worried, but more so for the safety of his crew and that of their passenger, reluctant though he may be, than for his own. And while his hands were full, so too was his mind. He felt quite literally helpless. He could not help them in their present state. A brief thought towards stopping the mule so they could deal with the danger at hand went as quickly as it came. No telling who this was and what kind of backup they had waiting. They'd have to keep moving. "Cussin'!" So rattled was he, that he couldn't even swear properly as another obstacle presented itself and was messily avoided. Barnaby would have to make do with feeling useful as a driver, and, at this speed, he would be of no assistance at all if he couldn't keep them on the road. That road, of course, leading them back to the Darling. His thoughts momentarily carrying him to the safety of the rest of the crew, Barnaby recalled that there had been radio chatter about somebody asking about their cargo, he almost didn't see the T intersection approaching quick-like. "Hold on!" He said, his shout perhaps coming a moment too late. He twisted sharply on the controls, nearly topping their vehicle over in the process, but making the hard turn like a pro otherwise.

He breathed again as he felt the presence of the Mona, Rian, and Mr. Arlo still in the mule. The shooting resumed. "Almost there," Barnaby said, though if he was honest with himself, he was not entirely certain of that.

 

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