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Post by Vincent on Apr 17, 2007 23:15:07 GMT -5
Vincent runs his hand through his hair as he plops down on the bed. "Tomorrow is going to be... interesting to say the least." He props his head up with his arms as hes laying down. "First a rescue mission... now battling the essence of evil. I really just want money." He sighs. "The minute this goes sour, Vincent, just cut her loose. Don't risk the ship and your crew on some half-baked plan to stop something more powerful then you. Survival, thats what has gotten you this far. Don't forget that."
Vincent remains awake most of the night, contemplating this new predicament.
(Aye.)
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Post by Natalia on Apr 17, 2007 23:20:31 GMT -5
(OOC: Sweet. I'm turning in then. Good night.)
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Post by Vincent on Apr 17, 2007 23:21:42 GMT -5
(righty o, I'll set it up.)
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Post by Vincent on Apr 21, 2007 16:09:38 GMT -5
--Following the events with Natalia--
"Miguel!" Vincent yells, a tone of annoyence in his voice. "Why are you playing with that kids toy... again... and on duty?"
Miguel doesn't look up from his station, the small plush toy in his hands. "I never had one of these as a kid... sorry captain." He puts it aside, returning to his charts.
Vincent shakes his head in frustration. "Where you get that any? Natalia give it to you or something?"
"Nothing like that sir, I found it floating in the water when we rescued Natalia." He says, fiddling with a compas and pencile.
"Interesting..." Vincent is interupted by a alert. "Report Tresk?"
"Wayward cargo ship, 9 o'clock, sir." He replies from the helm.
"Signature?" Vincent asks.
Miguel hops from his station to a computer terminal, he types a few keys and brings up a display. "Esthar, sir. It's off course."
Vincent scratches his chin, thinking for a moment. "I don't think a little side job would put us behind. Change course, set to follow. Sound the GQ."
"Aye aye captain!" Miguel says with excitment, running to the general alarm, his long ring-tail knocking over an empty mug beside a terminal. The alarm erupts then, while Vincent turns on the intercom. "All hands, Esthar cargo ship off the port. Prepare for attack, hoist the Roger!"
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Post by Vincent on Apr 24, 2007 17:36:26 GMT -5
The Hijrah pulls in behind the wayward Esthar airship, guns ready and crew in postion.
Vincent hails the vessel. "Esthar vessel, this is the Hijrah. We humbly request that you kill your engines to 15% and prepare for boarding..."
The Esthar vessel's engine power up to full and she takes off like a rabbit.
Vincent throws the microphone in a moment of annoyence. "Dammit! After her!" He commands, Tresk kicks up the engines and follows pursuit.
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Post by Vincent on Apr 25, 2007 22:37:18 GMT -5
"Nahla!" Vincent yells into the intercom. "Fire the graple! Tether her to us!"
Moments later, a large harpoon fires from the Hijrah and strikes the Esthar ship in the hull, piercing it. The cable contected to the harpoon tethers the ships together. The Hijrah's engines slowly cut back, forcing the Esthar ship to drag the Hijrah behind it.
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Post by Eva Natsuki on Apr 25, 2007 22:39:02 GMT -5
*Following the events from Ice Cavern*
::Eva goes through the air deep in thought until she found herself barely dodging a harpoon that went her way::
Ugh..Like I don't have enough troubles!!!! What the heck was that for!?!
::Eva activated Fuujin and Glacius just as the Esthar ship moved towards her burning part of her clothing off::
Those bastards!!!!!
::Eva uses Fuujin to help the blow the fire away from the engines from burning her alive and Glacius's Blizagga to freeze the engines before destroying them::
I guess I better keep this ship up since I don't want to kill anyone...
"Aerora..."
::A small tornado appears under the Esthar ship keeping it afloat in the air as it moves towards the ship behind her and Eva takes notice that most of her clothes was burnt off except for some to cover her waist to the of her knee showing off her legs and her shirt to only cover above her belly button while she floats off to the side to watch the ship go towards the ship thats behind her::
Great.....
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Post by Vincent on Apr 25, 2007 22:59:30 GMT -5
Vincents eyes grow wide when he sees the Esthar ship stop dead. "KILL THE ENGINES!" He yells, Tresk smacks the emergency kill switch. The Hijrah comes to a sudden stop, Vincent and the crew hold on tight, except for Miguel who flies forward, smacking the bridge's window.
"Report!" Vincent commands.
Miguel slowly rises to his feet. "Got a bit of a headache..."
Vincent rolls his eyes. "Not you, what's with the target?"
"Sir, come here. You need to see this." Tresks says, pointing to 11 o'clock. A strange half burnt clothed female floating in the air.
"What the hell..." Is the only words Vincent can muster.
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Post by Eva Natsuki on Apr 25, 2007 23:07:16 GMT -5
::Eva turns around and looks at the ship behind her her blue eyes staring straight into Vincents eyes before she flew over to the window and smiled::
"I know you might enjoy the view but is there any chance you may have a spare cloak or something?"
::She smiled as a snowy owl landed on her shoulder and looked at her questionally::
Its alright...go on ahead, I'll follow you in a second...
::The owl flew off as a feather from Eva's wings comes off and floats towards the cockpit ::
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Post by Vincent on Apr 29, 2007 14:50:52 GMT -5
Vincent goes over the horn. "Ma'am, I've learned not to question the oddites I come across but why are you outside my ship, half-naked, and nearly run over?" Vincent turns away from the mic. "Why do we run into all the strange ones?"
Miguel and Tresk shrug.
Vincent turns back to the horn. "You know what, don't answer those. Come to the port aft hatch, I'll have some spare clothes for you." He switches the mic to the intercom. "Nahla, to the port aft exterior hatch, bring a some spare clothes. Don't ask." He hangs up the mic and sigh. "I must of had some bad karma in a pervious life, what I do? Pandoran jackass or something?"
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Post by Natalia on Apr 29, 2007 17:33:59 GMT -5
Ah Captain. I see you've met my new friend, Eva.
::The sound of Natalia's voice startles Vincent. Not because he's surprised, but because it sounds like its coming from his pocket. If he looks inside, he finds a small handless mirror, no bigger than his palm. Natalia's mischeifous grin glaring on its crystal surface::
I slipped this into your pocket when I saw you last. I had a feeling you'd need to contact me.
::Natalia is speaking so fast, that Vincent can't argue or ask questions if he tries. Almost like she's giving orders. She seems to be getting a kick out of the dumbfounded look on his face::
As I was saying, she's the one I told you about. And you'll be happy to know you were quite wrong about her. She may have even exceeded my expectaions. Looks like you lost that bet. Anyway, I'm sorry I can't be there to introduce you properly, but she's a rather sweet girl. I'm sure you'll get along perfectly fine without me. You kids have fun. Oh and I forgot to mention. I have some business to take care of in Balamb, but afterwards I'll be dropping in for a bit. Say hi to the crew for me, and if I were you I'd straighten that hair. Try to look presentable, really. You're the captain. See you soon.
::She blows him a kiss with her black gloved hand, and the mirror goes dull, leaving Vincent in utter confusion::
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Post by Eva Natsuki on Apr 29, 2007 18:27:42 GMT -5
::Eva floated around to the port and landed, her wings disappearing slowly as she lands::
"Hmm...this is a big ship."
::Eva looks down at her ruined clothes and sighed::
"Sheesh...what are the odds of a ship coming my way and almost burning me alive...."
::She mutters as her wings finally disappeared and placed her back against the wall and sat down on the ground a bit tired::
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Post by Vincent on Apr 29, 2007 22:47:25 GMT -5
Nahla arrives at the hatch, a set of clothes in hand. "You the reason I was called down here?" She asks, her tone slightly annoyed. She tosses the clothes down beside her. "Not going to tear up the engines are you?"
Back on the bridge, Vincent clenches around the mirror object hard. "Damn that girl, what other bugs did she plant on my ship!?" He flicks his hair back with his free hand. "And what is going on in Balamb? Miguel!" Miguel perks up. "Get on the wire, find out what's going on." Vincent asks. "Aye aye captain." Miguel salutes walks away.
Vincent takes a seat back in his captain chair, his fingers massageing the arch of his forhead. He tosses the mirror at the bulkhead, shattering it. "Can't get anymore bad luck then what I have..."
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Post by Eva Natsuki on Apr 30, 2007 18:43:23 GMT -5
::Eva got the clothes and started changing the clothes she putting on slowly started to turn blue::
"Blow up the engines? Something bad happen when you last had a visitor?"
::She got done putting on her clothes and then smiled::
"No...I'm not here to do anything to this ship...not that I would considering I don't know anyone here..."
::Eva got done getting dressed standing up in a blue dress that drops down to her legs, with enough room in the back for her to spread her wings::
"Thank you....I'm Eva, whats your name?"
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Post by Vincent on May 2, 2007 0:53:54 GMT -5
"Nahla." Nahla replies with an air of suspicion, she rests her hand on a pistol at her hip. "And yes, last time we were after prey, a female demoness ripped our hull open and tore up one of our engines. She then later befriended us and... it gets complicated, very complicated. Anyway, this is the Hijrah. Welcome aboard, and as it appears you have nothing of value for us, you're safe."
Intercom: "Nahla, how is it going on down there?" Nahla smacks the intercom panel on the wall with her fist. "Fine captain, her names Eva. I'll let you know if there's anything else to report." She moves her hand away and turns her attention back to Eva.
"Well sense we nearly ran you over, probably should ask if you need a ride to where ever your heading." Nahla states, her tone improving from the hostility.
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Post by Eva Natsuki on May 2, 2007 17:45:39 GMT -5
::Eva smiled gently and shook her head::
"No I'm ok I just need to rest my wings a bit before flying off again. Can you show me around the ship? I've never been on one before."
::She then giggled for a little bit::
"Well I wouldn't exactly say your the one's who almost ran me over, because this isn't the ship thats froze."
::She said that with an easy smile::
"Its nice to meet you Nahla."
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Post by Vincent on May 2, 2007 19:34:32 GMT -5
On the bridge, Vincent stares at the frozen Esthar vessel for a moment then takes up the intercom once again. "Rafee, meet Miguel at the boarding station. I'm sending you two over to the Esthar ship on the zip lines, no reason we should not partake in this oppertunity." A few minutes later two cables fly from the bow of Hijrah, followed by Miguel and Rafee decked out in heavy gear, zipping along the line till they smack agaisnt the hull of the Esthar ship, using a portable torch, they begin to cut their way into the vessel.
Nahla nods to Eva. "Alright, suppose I could offer you a drink. This way to the galley!" Nahla leads the way through the ship, pointing out various aspects and technical information that would elude Eva.
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Post by Eva Natsuki on May 4, 2007 16:34:47 GMT -5
::Eva followed Nahla taking all the information in deeply impressed by the ship's design and interior though she was starting to get a slight headache trying to straighten out all of the technical stuff::
"Wow....thats amazing...I'm really impressed."
::Both of them finally made it to the galley and Eva decided to sit down::
"Tell me Nahla, how did you wind up here?"
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Post by Vincent on May 4, 2007 17:02:56 GMT -5
Nahla sits down at the table, two glasses in hand. She slides one of the glasses to Eva. The liquid inside is a strange brownish purple and smells of rum, citrus juice, and nutmeg. "It's called Bumbo, try it." She says before taking a drink from her own glass. "Ah... well, seems like I've been telling this story alot lately." She sighs. "I'm from the town of Zozo from a region that was ruled by the Empire of Gastra. A place that no longer exsists because of the constant wars that were waged there. Magical radiation has a nasty effect on the land. Infact this whole crew hails from what was once the Empire of Gastra."
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Post by Eva Natsuki on May 4, 2007 21:19:01 GMT -5
::Eva took a small sip and choked a bit::
"Wow..that was different...."
::She took another drink and listened to Nahla a bit sad::
"I'm sorry to hear that...it must have hurt having to lose your home town..."
::Eva thought for a moment to something Nahla had said earlier::
"Hmm you said a demoness happened to destroy the engines...she wouldn't happened to be called Natalia would she?"
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