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Post by joertexas on Jan 2, 2019 0:56:48 GMT -5
OOC: Aslan are descended from Pouncer stock... OOG: Quite right. Don't run.
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Post by Chuck on Jan 2, 2019 21:54:56 GMT -5
OOG: Cue up, The Ventures! link
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Post by Hexenritter Verlag on Jan 2, 2019 21:59:45 GMT -5
[OOC: Emiya is sitting around sharpening her blades, just to remind the others.]
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Post by raikenclw on Jan 2, 2019 22:36:55 GMT -5
Decked out in his [Spiderman] footie pajamas, Peng shuffles bleerily into the common room, headed in a more-or-less straight line for the commercial-sized refrigerator. Just as he opens the appliance, Peng's nap-fogged brain finally registers that one of the folk who rode with him in the ATV a bit earlier is sharpening a high-end set of blades at one of the tables. "Nice blades," he comments, rummaging toward the back of the shelf . . . [Internal Thought]I know there's some "Earth's Preferred" still in here somewhere . . . Ah![/Internal Thought] Turning with a beer bottle in either hand, Peng motions as if to lob one underhand toward Emiya. [OOC: Accepting the beer is not essential to engaging Peng in conversation. He will be perfectly content to keep - and drink - both beverages. As to Peng's attire, the "[Spiderman]" inclusion above is meant as a stand-in for an equivalent in-universe entity, e.g. a wise-cracking fictional hero from current Imperial pop-culture with a fanbase that encompasses adolescents as well as adults. Peng is quite secure in his quirkiness, so disparaging comments upon his attire are not going to spark a conflict.] [Additional OOC: Copied and pasted here, from this game's OOG thread . . . Re: "Earth's Preferred" I'm about halfway through listening to "Galaxy Outlaws: The Complete Black Ocean Missions" by J.S. Morin (~80 hours total). In Morin's setting, "Earth's Preferred" is a bland, bottom-rate beer manufactured exclusively for export from humanity's homeworld, with sales strictly dependent upon popularity among homesick expatriate posiers. Very few people actually born on Earth have ever tasted it . . . and if they did would probably spit it out with alacrity and vociferous imprecations against their relevant patron deity for allowing them to imbibe it. But apparently the taste grows upon you and the price is certainly right. ]
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Post by joertexas on Jan 3, 2019 14:02:14 GMT -5
OOG: Who is still on the cargo deck?
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Post by Terry Mixon on Jan 3, 2019 14:51:16 GMT -5
OOG: Who is still on the cargo deck? Charles is wherever he's supposed to be.
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Post by Hexenritter Verlag on Jan 3, 2019 18:44:48 GMT -5
Decked out in his [Spiderman] footie pajamas, Peng shuffles bleerily into the common room, headed in a more-or-less straight line for the commercial-sized refrigerator. Just as he opens the appliance, Peng's nap-fogged brain finally registers that one of the folk who rode with him in the ATV a bit earlier is sharpening a high-end set of blades at one of the tables. "Nice blades," he comments, rummaging toward the back of the shelf . . . [Internal Thought]I know there's some "Earth's Preferred" still in here somewhere . . . Ah![/Internal Thought] Turning with a beer bottle in either hand, Peng motions as if to lob one underhand toward Emiya. [OOC: Accepting the beer is not essential to engaging Peng in conversation. He will be perfectly content to keep - and drink - both beverages. As to Peng's attire, the "[Spiderman]" inclusion above is meant as a stand-in for an equivalent in-universe entity, e.g. a wise-cracking fictional hero from current Imperial pop-culture with a fanbase that encompasses adolescents as well as adults. Peng is quite secure in his quirkiness, so disparaging comments upon his attire are not going to spark a conflict.] [Additional OOC: Copied and pasted here, from this game's OOG thread . . . Re: "Earth's Preferred" I'm about halfway through listening to "Galaxy Outlaws: The Complete Black Ocean Missions" by J.S. Morin (~80 hours total). In Morin's setting, "Earth's Preferred" is a bland, bottom-rate beer manufactured exclusively for export from humanity's homeworld, with sales strictly dependent upon popularity among homesick expatriate posiers. Very few people actually born on Earth have ever tasted it . . . and if they did would probably spit it out with alacrity and vociferous imprecations against their relevant patron deity for allowing them to imbibe it. But apparently the taste grows upon you and the price is certainly right. ] "Thanks...", says Emiya as she pauses in her task, lays down her sword & tools & signals she is willing to have a drink. "Peng, right? I think someone referred to you as such. My name is Emiya, though my old crew often called me Ebonblade ... because this blade", she continues as she taps the long black blade before her. She has a few daggers out ready to be sharpened next, though they look like Imperial Army combat daggers compared to her more ornate sword.
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Post by Mighty Darci on Jan 3, 2019 23:31:58 GMT -5
OOG: Cue up, The Ventures! link OOC: Once we leave the system and are in transit Raven will pipe this song by Roy Orbison into Peng's area.
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Post by Mighty Darci on Jan 3, 2019 23:39:52 GMT -5
Raven speaks up and says, "I will give Takheal and Tokheletoi a tour of the ship and the information that they need, then will they talk with Thazar I will meet with Charlie and Emiya individually. After that I will also talk to Thazar privately as well."
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Post by Terry Mixon on Jan 3, 2019 23:41:16 GMT -5
Raven speaks up and says, "I will give Takheal and Tokheletoi a tour of the ship and the information that they need, then will they talk with Thazar I will meet with Charlie and Emiya individually. After that I will also talk to Thazar privately as well."“Thank you.” Charlie
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Post by Mighty Darci on Jan 3, 2019 23:42:08 GMT -5
OOC: I will be able to post if appropriate on Fri, Sat and Sun, (late in the day) and then after that I will go for twice per week.
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Post by raikenclw on Jan 4, 2019 0:08:45 GMT -5
OOC: Welcome back, Might Darci!!!
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Post by raikenclw on Jan 4, 2019 0:23:42 GMT -5
"Thanks...", says Emiya as she pauses in her task, lays down her sword & tools & signals she is willing to have a drink. Peng nods silent acknowledgement and finishes tossing her the beer. "Peng, right? I think someone referred to you as such." "Yep." Peng answers laconically, then takes another swig. "My name is Emiya, though my old crew often called me Ebonblade ... because this blade." Nodding at the aforementioned impressive length of ironmongery, Peng comments, "I'm thinkin' that there is what folk would call a 'conversation piece.' I'm bettin' there's ah interestin' story attached tu'it."Taking a seat at a table across from Emiya - so as not to mess with her blade work - Peng settles back and quirks an eyebrow at the newcomer, showing every expectation of a forthcoming yarn. [Internal Thought]True or not, this oughta be entertainin'.[/Internal Thought]
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Post by Hexenritter Verlag on Jan 4, 2019 1:08:51 GMT -5
"Thanks...", says Emiya as she pauses in her task, lays down her sword & tools & signals she is willing to have a drink. Peng nods silent acknowledgement and finishes tossing her the beer. "Peng, right? I think someone referred to you as such." "Yep." Peng answers laconically, then takes another swig. "My name is Emiya, though my old crew often called me Ebonblade ... because this blade." Nodding at the aforementioned impressive length of ironmongery, Peng comments, "I'm thinkin' that there is what folk would call a 'conversation piece.' I'm bettin' there's ah interestin' story attached tu'it."Taking a seat at a table across from Emiya - so as not to mess with her blade work - Peng settles back and quirks an eyebrow at the newcomer, showing every expectation of a forthcoming yarn. [Internal Thought]True or not, this oughta be entertainin'.[/Internal Thought] Emiya opens the beer like a soldier & takes a good swig of it before setting it down. "You could say that, it was a bride gift from my betrothed to me on our wedding night on my 15th summer. It has earned me my freedom and saved my life and those of my old crew when the need was dire. I trust it more than any man, no disrespect - I occasionally am at times underestimated for my size and gender, much to their chagrin." Emiya is 5'4" and looks slender of build under black BDUs. Her sleeves are rolled up mid arm showing toned muscles under red-mocha skin, there are some scars that ring her wrists in a simple pattern; plus a few scars looking like defensive wounds caused by blades on her hands and lower arms. "Once you've earned my trust & I yours I might tell the tale of how I came to be here. Anything else you want to know Peng? BTW you did well taking care of Blackjack in the gun fight. At least you didn't lose your manhood & run away or void your guts. I can respect that. Though I didn't catch much as I preoccupied - you & Captain Raven honored your ancestors and comrades. It makes me feel more comfortable joining the crew if Captain & Blackjack will have me that is.Emilya takes another swig of beer before picking up her sword and continue to sharpen out burs and other minor imperfections along the black blade as she & Peng converse.
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Post by joertexas on Jan 4, 2019 1:25:43 GMT -5
Raven speaks up and says, "I will give Takheal and Tokheletoi a tour of the ship and the information that they need, then will they talk with Thazar I will meet with Charlie and Emiya individually. After that I will also talk to Thazar privately as well.""Thank you," Takheal replies. His baritone voice is surprisingly smooth, and tinged with an accent that likely none of the humans have heard. "We appreciate that."
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Post by raikenclw on Jan 5, 2019 1:36:33 GMT -5
[OOC: Peng will respond to Emiya . . . as soon as his player has had some sleep. ]
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Post by raikenclw on Jan 5, 2019 16:48:19 GMT -5
Emiya is 5'4" and looks slender of build under black BDUs. Her sleeves are rolled up mid arm showing toned muscles under red-mocha skin, there are some scars that ring her wrists in a simple pattern; plus a few scars looking like defensive wounds caused by blades on her hands and lower arms. [Internal Thought]Bet she's pure wildcat in the sack . . .[/Internal Thought] "You could say that, it was a bride gift from my betrothed to me on our wedding night on my 15th summer." Peng can't keep his eyes from widening just a bit, as he thinks: [Internal Thought]That must have been some wedding night![/Internal Thought] "It has earned me my freedom and saved my life and those of my old crew when the need was dire. I trust it more than any man, no disrespect - I occasionally am at times underestimated for my size and gender, much to their chagrin." "Imagine that gets a mite painful for 'em," Peng agrees. "Once you've earned my trust [and] I yours I might tell the tale of how I came to be here. Anything else you want to know Peng?" "Well . . . have to think on that a bit," Peng answers, with a slight wink. This combination of words and facial expression is almost subtle . . . for him. "BTW you did well taking care of Blackjack in the gun fight. At least you didn't lose your manhood [and] run away or void your guts. I can respect that." "T'weren't nothin'," Peng replies uncomfortably, using a sip of beer to hide his apparent embarrassment at the [faint though it is] praise. "Though I didn't catch much as I preoccupied - you [and] Captain Raven honored your ancestors and comrades. It makes me feel more comfortable joining the crew if Captain [and] Blackjack will have me that is." Peng assures Emilya, "I'm sure they'll take you on. We're heading into some rough parts and another gunhand'd be welcome. I can fake it, but I'm much better behind a cannon."
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Post by Hexenritter Verlag on Jan 5, 2019 19:54:43 GMT -5
Emiya is 5'4" and looks slender of build under black BDUs. Her sleeves are rolled up mid arm showing toned muscles under red-mocha skin, there are some scars that ring her wrists in a simple pattern; plus a few scars looking like defensive wounds caused by blades on her hands and lower arms. [Internal Thought]Bet she's pure wildcat in the sack . . .[/Internal Thought] "You could say that, it was a bride gift from my betrothed to me on our wedding night on my 15th summer." Peng can't keep his eyes from widening just a bit, as he thinks: [Internal Thought]That must have been some wedding night![/Internal Thought] "It has earned me my freedom and saved my life and those of my old crew when the need was dire. I trust it more than any man, no disrespect - I occasionally am at times underestimated for my size and gender, much to their chagrin." "Imagine that gets a mite painful for 'em," Peng agrees. "Once you've earned my trust [and] I yours I might tell the tale of how I came to be here. Anything else you want to know Peng?" "Well . . . have to think on that a bit," Peng answers, with a slight wink. This combination of words and facial expression is almost subtle . . . for him. "BTW you did well taking care of Blackjack in the gun fight. At least you didn't lose your manhood [and] run away or void your guts. I can respect that." "T'weren't nothin'," Peng replies uncomfortably, using a sip of beer to hide his apparent embarrassment at the [faint though it is] praise. "Though I didn't catch much as I preoccupied - you [and] Captain Raven honored your ancestors and comrades. It makes me feel more comfortable joining the crew if Captain [and] Blackjack will have me that is." Peng assures Emilya, "I'm sure they'll take you on. We're heading into some rough parts and another gunhand'd be welcome. I can fake it, but I'm much better behind a cannon." Emiya grins as well as she continues her work. "Time will tell.That said, I do not mind roughness, I actually prefer things rough - I was raised on a rough planet & spent time in the Imperial Army so roughness is part of the job. Firing a cannon is a good skill to have & dangerous, as they can pop like a zit and void its crew into the void in space or into the sky to paint the ground red - if not vaporized in the explosion that is. Not everyone is cut out for ground pounding like Infantry warriors like me. I prefer to use my blades up close and personal [the last two words are growled - or seem to be], my shotgun is my back up to get me close to my targets. Emiya grins wider showing teeth like a Cheshire cat, she seems to be enjoying the banter with Peng.
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Post by Mighty Darci on Jan 5, 2019 21:07:55 GMT -5
Raven gives Takheal and Tokheletoi a tour of the ship and fills them in on what they need to know and then brings them back to Thazar. While that meeting is taking place she will meet with Charlie and then with Emiya. After that she will meet with Thazar.
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Post by joertexas on Jan 5, 2019 23:18:57 GMT -5
Raven gives Takheal and Tokheletoi a tour of the ship and fills them in on what they need to know and then brings them back to Thazar. While that meeting is taking place she will meet with Charlie and then with Emiya. After that she will meet with Thazar. Takheal, the grey pelted and black maned Aslan male, greets Raven with a bow, and introduces himself and Tokheletoi, his partner. As the tour progresses, he follows along a step behind the ladies. He says nothing, but he seems to take more interest in the bridge and the weapons installations, than in other parts of the ship. When they return to the cargo bay and approach Thazar, the stocky Aslan stands next to his partner and waits for her to speak.
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Post by Terry Mixon on Jan 5, 2019 23:45:44 GMT -5
Raven gives Takheal and Tokheletoi a tour of the ship and fills them in on what they need to know and then brings them back to Thazar. While that meeting is taking place she will meet with Charlie and then with Emiya. After that she will meet with Thazar. When his turn comes up, Charlie will introduce himself and offer to shake hands. “Charlie Lin, bridge officer and navigator. Thank you for meeting with me.” Charlie
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Post by erisred on Jan 7, 2019 15:05:21 GMT -5
OOG: Cue up, The Ventures! linkOOG: Now you're playing music from my youth!
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Post by erisred on Jan 7, 2019 15:06:30 GMT -5
[OOC: Emiya is sitting around sharpening her blades, just to remind the others.] OOC: I figured JR and Matt's characters would be interested in the human honing her blades even if no one else was.
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Post by joertexas on Jan 7, 2019 15:44:48 GMT -5
[OOC: Emiya is sitting around sharpening her blades, just to remind the others.] OOC: I figured JR and Matt's characters would be interested in the human honing her blades even if no one else was. The feline-like male looks appreciatively at the weapons as he passes by, but he seems to be deferring to his female companion.
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Post by raikenclw on Jan 8, 2019 2:10:53 GMT -5
OOC: I figured JR and Matt's characters would be interested in the human honing her blades even if no one else was. The feline-like male looks appreciatively at the weapons as he passes by, but he seems to be deferring to his female companion. Peng looks up as the two Aslan cross the room, nods politely and comments, "There's beer in the frig, if you're interested."
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Post by joertexas on Jan 8, 2019 12:55:21 GMT -5
Peng looks up as the two Aslan cross the room, nods politely and comments, "There's beer in the frig, if you're interested."Takheal smiles at him, careful to not show his teeth. "Thank you, but maybe after our tour and negotiations are complete." He sees that Tokheletoi and Raven are involved in a conversation, so he steps over to Peng. "I have seen very few bladed weapons aboard human starships, and none like those."
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Post by raikenclw on Jan 8, 2019 20:34:03 GMT -5
Peng looks up as the two Aslan cross the room, nods politely and comments, "There's beer in the frig, if you're interested."Takheal smiles at her, careful to not show his teeth. "Thank you, but maybe after our tour and negotiations are complete." He sees that Tokheletoi and Raven are involved in a conversation, so he steps over to Peng. "I have seen very few bladed weapons aboard human starships, and none like those." Unconsciously siddling slightly away from the looming alien, Peng shrugs and says casually, "Me, neither. Them's all Emiya's. The big one seems to have matchin' size story, but she's not tellin' it yet."Leaning forward and reaching behind his back, Peng SLOWLY produces his Blade . . . . . . explaining, "I've only got this. It's served pretty well, but I'm not like E over there. This is strictly a last ditch weapon. I like killin' enemies from a distance, the longer the better."[OOC: I (the player) noticed the gender confusion, but Peng has had no way to do so . . . thus far. ]
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Post by Hexenritter Verlag on Jan 8, 2019 21:40:45 GMT -5
Emiya looks up at the newcomers, sets her sword down and greets them, "My name is Emiya Ebonblade, what are your names? It looks like you are joining the crew too. i still have to finalize things with Captain Raven and or Blackjack. Blades are the common weapon among my tribe on my home world, I feel far more comfortable with them, though I should learn to use other weapons in case the need arrives. While I was in the Imperial Army I only learned to shoot the shotgun, it is great for close & mid range but poor for longer distance threats."
Emiya takes a swig of her bear...then pauses as her stomach growls loud enough to others to hear. She gets a embarrassed look on her face but it quickly passes. "I think I better eat something, Peng could I something to eat? I had planned to get something to eat before the ambush earlier but after battle high and nerves about potentially joining the crew I forgot how hungry I was. I'll pay since I am not a member and not sure how things work as a crew member and provisions and other things.If not, I might have some rations in my gear."
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Post by joertexas on Jan 8, 2019 22:23:36 GMT -5
"I've only got this. It's served pretty well, but I'm not like E over there. This is strictly a last ditch weapon. I like killin' enemies from a distance, the longer the better." Takheal stiffens fractionally, but he quickly squashes his instinctive reaction to the human's movements. Instead, he nods appreciatively with another of his tight-lipped smiles. "That is a fine blade. Perhaps, if my partner's negotiations go well, I may trouble you to tell more about it later." Emiya looks up at the newcomers, sets her sword down and greets them, "My name is Emiya Ebonblade, what are your names? It looks like you are joining the crew too. i still have to finalize things with Captain Raven and or Blackjack. Blades are the common weapon among my tribe on my home world, I feel far more comfortable with them, though I should learn to use other weapons in case the need arrives. While I was in the Imperial Army I only learned to shoot the shotgun, it is great for close & mid range but poor for longer distance threats." Takheal turns to the human female and bows slightly. "I am honored to meet another warrior, Emiya Ebonblade." The bulky alien's speech is oddly inflected to human ears, but he is quite understandable. "My name is Takheal, which means "Long Rifle".
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Post by raikenclw on Jan 8, 2019 23:04:20 GMT -5
Peng says agreeably to Takheal, "That's a deal."
[Internal Thought]Not a whole lot to tell. Ain't hardly had to use it, for reals. Ah, well. Guess I can make somethin' up . . .[/Internal Thought]
When Emiya mentions food, Peng puts down his almost-empty bottle and heads over to the food processor, commenting over his shoulder as he goes, "No worries, E. Or you other two folk, either. We aren't so poor that we can't spot fellow spacers a meal or three, even if they don't sign on."
[Internal Thought]Is E sure she's hungry? 'Cause it sounds like she's having trouble digesting that dictionary she swallowed, given all the words she keeps burping up . . .[/Internal Thought]
Over the next couple of minutes, Peng is busy punching codes into the processor and distributing the results around the room [although this need not slow down the ongoing conversation].
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