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Oh, I think he's gonna give you quite a bit. Plus some libations. "An hour or two in private with Jackal, then her party this evening? I must have done something right in a past life." He touches the back of your hand, lightly stroking your wrist be…
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Flush, Umbra Hannsen turns to you, the cheer draining from her until the smile is very unsteady. "What's a stowaway?" How honest will you be with Umbra Hannsen, Flush? You know she trusts you, utterly. And that toolbox is resonating somehow for you…
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Umbra Hannsen snaps her fingers, remembering. "He came through the med bay once, with one of the other techs who broke an arm. Why is he down here, of all places?" She's still examining him when you make your declaration of science, and turns to you…
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Phoenix's smile gets a little headier as he hears you and watches the way you intentionally respond. He may not know how intentional, but it works and you have him. "I'll take you there, baby. They would really watch if i took you here." He squeezes…
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Flush, Umbra Hannsen steps in, looking a little jumpy, gun up in the air, looking for a target. But she sees it's a body, a gruesome sight to be certain, but just a body and no bugaboo. You know, that probably helps her keep cool- with a corpse, she…
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Nbeke, the line boys scatter to their stations like children before the switch. The rest fall into line and you lot descend into the bowels lungs of the ship. On your way down to Life Support, you cross paths with this dude, who has pulled out an …
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Looks like a seduce move here, Jackal. Throw me some dice, miss.
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Let me know who you're going to tell about Ganymede? I'm curious as to who handles your accidents. Sorry to hear about lime. Were you two close? Phoenix looks to see who's watching before he comes back. "Oh, you know I can hook you up with what yo…
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Flush, you see the whites all around Umbra Hannsen's irises as she gets your meaning. She deftly puts it on one-handed without setting down the gun. You can hear her breathing change through the thing, weirdly echoing. Maybe you ignore the slight wo…
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Nbeke, Ringside starts telling folk where to stand. A few of 'em look like they want to give some lip or break for home, but they listen to reason. Reason, of course, is Ringside's other hand cannon. "You want any backup there, Nbeke? You know how l…
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I pull on Ksenia. Don't let go, K! I feel Cora's... not-hand... tighten around my hand, anchoring us. How is it that I'm breathing so hard? The voice I hear, there's undertones of other voices, like what we are hearing is the combined harmonic of…
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Flush, Umbra Hannsen swallows and pulls her piece out, checking around. She adjusts her satchel so it's behind her for better mobility. She's moving into place to get your back. You spot her as he steps quietly over a fallen conduit, its cables spil…
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Vega don't bother saluting or aye-aye-sir-ing, she just nods and tears ass after Riga, keeping her weapon slung so she can climb down. Oh, speaking of watching her go, Riga's got some killer stems and her ass is nothing to complain about. But Riga's…
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It's dark down here. There's only the occasional display to show dim shapes or the odd miraculously still-working LED array to throw things in a harsh and limited glare. Most anything you'll see is half-glimpsed in indirect light. You feel your pupi…
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Sounds like we've got a charged sitch now, Flush. Roll them bones.
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Nbeke, the green light by breaker 17 is off, its clear plastic back to a somber red again instead of a watchful green. As you watch, the peaceful green on breakers 16 and 18 flutter and trip with a harsh CLICK and a small whisper of thin grey smok…
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Yeah, there's some casual "oops too close sorry but not" intrusions on your body as men brush by you. You feel more eyes than hands this morning, though. And Ganymede, that dude certainly does touch you. He's getting bolder, his fingers squeezing he…
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I don't let go of her, I don't let go of Cora. I help hee, willing our motion together to the voice. Kay Kay, I think, trying out the nickname.
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Nbeke, Ringside dutifully says, "You ask how high." The pimply one has flipped the breaker off and hustles back to the line. Ringside is eyeing the breaker, clearly thinking about what the hell you'd want the comm array off for. He doesn't like figh…
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Supernova is delighted to have a party in the works, and slips you a few extra shrooms, grinning like she's getting away with everything. Are you lying to her about a party? "Bye, Miz Jackal!" Supernova waves. You're certain that you'd be on the rec…
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I feel Cora's spider silk twining out, it makes me breathe easier. I'm so fortunate that I have two anchors to guide me home and out of the dark... maybe Ksenia is my lighthouse. The ease of Cora's manipulation of psi energy is astounding to the poi…
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Supernova giggles and hands you a flashspun high-density polyethylene fiber bag, clean and white and slightly slick to the touch. The density of the sack is within expectations, but you have no reason to suspect her of any malfeasance. "Well, I've h…
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Flush, you and Umbra Hannsen are at the last door before the line on Deck 7. There's a series of readouts by the door. Umbra Hannsen checks them, and says under her breath, "I am feeling lucky, punk," then turns to you and says, half-smiling, "Gravi…
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Nbeke, Ringside starts off with shit flowing downhill, ragging on the boys on the line to fess up. "Nobody claims to know nothing, and you know they ain't all the sharpest hammers in the sack. Hey you," he shouts to a pimply-faced sad sack who smell…
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Most of your words don't quite stick on their way through Supernova's head. She starts sorting shrooms with a professional skill that belies her age. The small box, itself made of woven used zipstrips, contains this: "When can I come to one of yo…
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I feel a cold pit in my stomach at that word, incorporation, and I quickly shunt the fear off to one side before it leaks to the being, to Cora, or to Ksenia. But I can feel, distantly, my palm is cool and clammy, and I wonder if Ksenia can feel it …
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Oh, Flush, she knows you notice. Her eyes are up there, you know. She shrugs, a little confused that you don't want the ammo, but she accepts your explanation. The two of you wend your way to Deck 7. We'll pick up there, just along these stairs. h…
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Ringside's on your heels and you two make your way to deck 7. Let's pick up there. Deck 7's through this door, that door, then the third one on the left. You know the code. http://ngp.calypti.ca/discussion/600/gen-deck-the-halls-flush-1-2-nbeke-1-2…
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The market is crowded today, Jackal. There's many many people buying food, lichens, mushrooms, milk, you name it. The sheer rabble-noise of the crowd almost drowns out the stink of the sweat and press of too many bodies. The tang of the scent is sha…
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She catches your smirk, and matches it with a little quirk of her own. "'You won't like me when I'm angry?'" She says it weird, and looks at you expectantly, like she's sharing a joke. But it probably goes over your head, like so much of what Umbra …