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Post by Ierys on Apr 20, 2009 8:54:03 GMT -5
::Ierys fights to keepself in a somewhat upright poition as the ships erratic movement throws her in all direction::
"Can't you calm him down?"
::She asks, barely missing a downward spiral with the stairs only to be thrown at a wall, the backs of both hands hitting the wall with a painful thump.::
"This is getting ridulous"
::The GEM started to emit a static like sound and Iery glanced at it::
-GEM activated- -verifying coordinates- -coordinates valid- -innitiating sequence-
"Wha-"
-process succesful-
"-at?"
::Iery looked up at the crew of the Hijrah::
"this is bad...."
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Post by Lillith on Apr 20, 2009 12:35:32 GMT -5
::Lillith holds fast to the wheel but still can't manage to pry it from Shaft's hands::
Sorry Ierys, but when he gets like this there's no... Ierys?
::A glance behind her tells her that Ierys is no longer in the cabin::
Oh no.
::Having lost her patience with her colleague, she places her hand at the nape of Shaft's neck and sends an electrical charge through his body. He goes prostrate for a moment before lumping over the dashboard::
Rose, keep her steady. I'm going to find Ierys. I just hope she's still in one piece.
::She dashes through the rest of the ship, searching the medical bay, the galley, the engine room, only to find that Ierys isn't in any of them::
Where could she have gone?
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Post by Vincent on Apr 20, 2009 14:05:48 GMT -5
Ierys finds herself standing on the bridge of the Hijrah, right infront of the helm where Tresk with wide eyes and a shocked expression stares blankly at her. Vincent jumps to his feet, drawing one pistol. Miguel grabs the fire axe beside his radar and chart station and slowly walks over to Vincent, keeping a watchful eye on the intruder.
"Can't people stay aboard their own vessels?" States Vincent, assuming the new arrival must be from the other ship.
"Aye, missy, if ya were planning on sabotaging, afraid ya popped into the wrong room." Miguel beats the bottom of the ace blade into the palm of his hand, all the while sporting a devilish grin.
"Say your peace, quickly, before my trigger finger gets tired." Vincent cocks back the pistols hammer.
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Post by Ierys on Apr 20, 2009 14:25:00 GMT -5
::Iery stood quickly and looked warily around at the crew::
"You're the guys attacking us?"
:She asks tentively raisng her hands in front of her to show she has no weapons::
"Sorry to say but I have no idea what happened or how I got here..."
Ok so i do rather technically know how, but that doesnt mean i know what happened..
"So.. uh....please dont shoot?"
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Post by Vincent on Apr 20, 2009 15:43:26 GMT -5
It's clear the three crew members infront of her are wary of her intentions, obvious this type of thing has happened to them before with undesirable consequences.
"Right, next ya gonna tell us that ya just appeared here cause of some unknown power or ability buried deep inside you from some ancient relic or inherited power? What we look like? Idiots!?" Exclaims Miguel, his tail swaying like a metronome behind him.
Vincent looks to Miguel, then to the new girl. "Don't answer that. Miguel, just... watch her." "With pleasure." The lemur bounds over to her and motions with the axe for her to move to a corner.
Vincent returns to his seat, pistol still dangling in his hand as he grabs ahold of the intercom mic. "Nahla, fire the grapple, let's reel them in." "Can do captain!"
He hangs up the mic and looks over to Ierys, tapping his pistol in his lap. "This is nothing personal, mind you."
-Outside- Three large spikes with heavy wire fire from the front of the Hijrah at the Inquisition and two strike her hull, the third scraping off. They embed themselves into the steel and tether the ships together. The Inquisition begins to be dragged back, towards the Hijrah.
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Post by Lillith on Apr 20, 2009 15:58:39 GMT -5
(OOC: I think I can count at least five times this has happened: Nat, Eva, Sinclaire, Nyx,... and Lillith has kind of crashed into it before).
::Lillith can hear the grappling hooks embedding themselves into the hull and nearly topples over as the Inquisition is pulled towards The Hijrah::
This is getting ridiculous. Rose, open the hatch!
::Lillith bounds down the railing to where the gangplank is opening. She uses her air magic to stop herself from being blown off the ship as the gangplank lowers. Then she holds her hands to the sky. What was clear a second ago is now thick with dark swirling clouds. Lightning cracks the sky in two, striking the cables and snapping them cleanly. Then she leaps from the plank and flies herself towards the Hijrah::
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Post by Ierys on Apr 20, 2009 16:07:54 GMT -5
[ooc: omfg i literally laughed out loud at that bit about relics/hidden powers x3 ]
::Iery follows the man named Miguel to the corner, all the while her eyes searching for any posibl escape routes. Then she heard the order for the grapling hook and she took an instinctual step towards the captain, only to be held back by Miguel::
"Can you tell her to be careful? the pilots kinda scary when hes mad....."
great Ierys, youv landed yourself in trouble, no wonder Mama always told you to stay with Papa...damnit, im here arent I? theres gotta be a way to help....
::She bit her lip in frustration and then suddenly the sky outside went dark. She used the momentary distraction and feinted to one side, Miguel moved to push her back again and she ducked under his arm and ran out of the door.::
whoevers fired that grapple has to be on this ship somewhere, time for some sabotage.
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Post by Vincent on Apr 20, 2009 16:22:39 GMT -5
"Get her!" Exclaims Vincent as he turns just in time to see the captive bolt for the hatch out of the bridge. Miguel sweeps his axe at her but she already too far away. Vincent raises his pistol and aims, but she disappears behind the hatch. "Dammit!" Vincent grabs the intercom mic. "We've been boarded by an unknown female, all stations at alert." He hangs up the mic. "Miguel, sound the alarm. Tresk, keep us in sight of the other ship."
Vincent takes off for the door just as the ships lights turn red and a droning, annoying, alarm sounds.
Ierys finds herself in the second deck of this ship, indicated by a 2 on the bulkheads, nothing else is clearly marked and the ships maps are confusing and convoluted. There's many blind corners and the wash of red makes it all that much more difficult to navigate.
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Post by Ierys on Apr 20, 2009 16:31:44 GMT -5
::Ierys hears the sound a a bullet hitting the door as it slides back behind her.::
that was close..
::Seeing the '2' marked on the wall opposite her she concludes that she needs to go lower and begins to run in a random direction::
Need to find the stairs down, most probable that the station controling the grapple will be low down so its less easy to hit..
::Her feet made were making loud clunk noises on the metal beneath her and the alarm had been sounded::
im going to give myself away...
::she stopped, suddenly remembering something. She quickly removed her shoes, and hung them, tied together by the laces over her shoulder. She continued to run, her footsteps no longer making as much racket::
stairs....stairs...gotta find the stairs.....why is this place so damned RED??
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Post by Vincent on Apr 20, 2009 16:37:13 GMT -5
((It's the alarm lights )) Behind her, she hears the tapping of boots against the steel. "Get back here!" It's Vincent, trying to yell over the sound of the general alarm. Ireys comes to a hatch, through the glass window its clear that a stairwell is on the other side. The markings indicate that it can take her to the maindeck but, the 01, 02 and 03 decks must be accessible from elsewhere.
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Post by Ierys on Apr 20, 2009 16:43:56 GMT -5
::Ierys looks behind her at Vincent and raises an eyebrow:: "Does that ever work?" yeah great, bluff your way outta here, that will work..not. ::She looks back at the stairway:: any exit is better than no exit.. ::She looks back at Vincent and opens the door:: "Sorry to say but I have some bad news for you,I've beaten bullets to the finish line before, your easy pickins." ::She goes through and closes the hatch behind her then takes the stairs down two at a time.:: Im soooo gonna pay for that..
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Post by Vincent on Apr 20, 2009 21:07:29 GMT -5
Vincent runs up to the hatchway, but stops short of going through. He just grins with devilish delight as he watches her skip down the stairs. "Let you meet Nahla, that'll put the fear of gods into you." He turns around, twirls his pistol with his index finger and holsters it under his coat as he returns to the bridge.
Down the stairs, Ierys comes to another passageway leading left and right. There's doors every so often, most unmarked. Down the hall, to the left is another door similar to the one she just exited through, perhaps its another stairwell.
"Dear intruder." A voice echoes through the hallway, barring through the intercom. "You can give up now and we could pretend this never happened but, if you don't wish to throw your arms up then let me tell you where you can go." There's a momentarily pause. "On the landing, there on the main deck. You can go to your left and down another stairwell. That'll take you to the cargo bay on the 01, weapons and axuilary systems on the 02 or engineering on 03. If you turn right you'll find the galley and crew quarters. The choice is yours, surrender, or try your luck." It clicks off.
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Post by Ierys on Apr 20, 2009 21:14:50 GMT -5
::Ierys pauses to think as the intercom switches off::
Theres no way hes serious, hes totally trying to get me to go somewhere. He's obviosly not stupid so he knows ill try annd go somewhere important, he knows I'm not stupid enough to go to the crew quarters, or at least I hope so. So the realistic option would be to think of it as the opposite.
:she goes through the door to the right::
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Post by Vincent on Apr 20, 2009 21:16:09 GMT -5
And as the captain had said, the door leads her to crew quarters and what looks like the galley down the hall from the crew quarters.
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Post by Ierys on Apr 20, 2009 21:21:31 GMT -5
::Ierys stops seeing bunks and belongings.::
He wasnt lieing.. So whats down the stair well?
::Ierys goes back out to the corridor and opens the other door a crack to look in, it seems deserted so she opens in fully and steps in. She stand warily for a few moments, listening for any sound other than her own breathing. Nothing. She runs down the stairwell, two at a time::
He said weapons was on bay 2, so presumably, thats where the firing station is.
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Post by Vincent on Apr 20, 2009 21:34:04 GMT -5
The corridor appears to be void of life, until a loud yell of triumph erupts from a heavy door near the stairwell. It's marked with "weapon systems".
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Post by Ierys on Apr 20, 2009 21:36:18 GMT -5
Ierys quickly pushes herself close to the wall by the door and peers in, her eyes and ears straining to pick up anything else.
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Post by Vincent on Apr 20, 2009 21:38:03 GMT -5
It's a dark room with many lights and a single, suspended chair with numerous control panels, monitors and controls. It appears that someone is sitting in it, but the darkness makes it hard to tell, either way they are facing away from the door and surrounded by machines and screens.
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Post by Ierys on Apr 20, 2009 21:44:37 GMT -5
::Ierys gently opens the door until she hears it click rather loudly then waits hoping it wasnt heard, when nobody immediatly comes and investigates she peers in again, to see that nothing has changed. she opens the door slowly, only enough to let her slip in and places her boot in the doorway to stop it from making ny noise from shutting. she spies an abandonned chunk of wood left by the door and picks it up before sneaking closer to the person in the chair.::
I hope this wont hurt htem too much, just need to knock them out
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Post by Vincent on Apr 20, 2009 22:01:17 GMT -5
As she approaches the chair, she sees that the helmet has been propped up by a pipe and the chair is empty.
"Heeeeyyyaaaaa!" Out from above, something swoops down upon Ierys, their boots making contact with her back and knocking her into the opposite bulkhead. Down drops a woman, in her mid-thirties perhaps, dressed in a boiler-suit and a crazed, blood-lust look on her face. Slung over her back are several assault rifles and shotguns. She flings one of the assault rifles around her shoulder, planting itself in her hands with ease. She cocks the slide back, chambering the first round.
"Hah! Think you can hurt my shinnies did you!? Not going to get the drop on an old salt like me." She jabs the gun into Ierys shoulder. "Hands up now and keep em there."
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