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Post by The Red Baron on Apr 5, 2017 14:05:53 GMT -5
de Cloudforte covertly withdraws the Imperial office buisness card from his pocket and hastily scribbles a note on the back in a practised hand.
He folds it and presses it to the cool moisture at the bottom of his beer glass until he feels it stick.
As he accompanies Bron and Buzz to the table where the minervans are seated, he finishes his drink, and places the empty glass next to Lieutenant Race as he passes.
"Rv secure loc, 20min. I will fol."
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Post by flightcommander on Apr 5, 2017 17:30:51 GMT -5
Buzz chortles. "Sounds like the same thing!" He pays for the drinks and joins Bron at the table with the three Minervans.
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Post by tetramorph on Apr 5, 2017 20:11:56 GMT -5
San gives them the low down on some of his previous business experience.
He tells them about his ship, his current cargo, and the debt he owes to pay off the ship.
"I sure would love to pay that thing down. I don't suppose you hire independent contractors for your Alpha-Beta shipping line?"
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Post by makofan on Apr 6, 2017 8:22:21 GMT -5
Buzz chortles. "Sounds like the same thing!" He pays for the drinks and joins Bron at the table with the three Minervans. Has Buzz tried his Psi-Bomb yet?
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Post by flightcommander on Apr 6, 2017 18:09:10 GMT -5
[ *slurrrrp* ]
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Post by makofan on Apr 7, 2017 11:46:26 GMT -5
Buzz's taste buds explode with cayenne and hops, then his mind expands and he can taste the color green. The sensation passes.
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Post by makofan on Apr 7, 2017 11:48:58 GMT -5
"Minervans are fine. Be careful with the native Atlantians, you may find yourself married or in a duel to the death" Drinks are delivered to the ladies, who look at first annoyed, then speculative. They make room at the table if you are interested. Bron smiles at the women and says quietly to Buzz continuing to smile, "Let's go make the acquaintance of our first Minervians, eh?" He walks over to the Minervan's table and says, "Hello, ladies. My name's Bronson Han, just arrived on your fine planet for the first time. Do you happen to be locals?" "We're Minervans. You look like spacers, so you would not be aware of the oppression being inflicted upon our populace by the Atlantians. The raping, the abductions, the executions and mass slaughters." She takes a large gulp of the drink you sent her. The other two look on stonily
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Post by makofan on Apr 7, 2017 11:57:47 GMT -5
San gives them the low down on some of his previous business experience. He tells them about his ship, his current cargo, and the debt he owes to pay off the ship. "I sure would love to pay that thing down. I don't suppose you hire independent contractors for your Alpha-Beta shipping line?" They look at each other, almost communicating without words, then turn to you. "We might. There are certain items that are frowned upon from being delivered to the planet. We could pay well to circumvent some paperwork"
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Post by makofan on Apr 7, 2017 11:59:15 GMT -5
de Cloudforte covertly withdraws the Imperial office buisness card from his pocket and hastily scribbles a note on the back in a practised hand. He folds it and presses it to the cool moisture at the bottom of his beer glass until he feels it stick. As he accompanies Bron and Buzz to the table where the minervans are seated, he finishes his drink, and places the empty glass next to Lieutenant Race as he passes. "Rv secure loc, 20min. I will fol." The cat-man gives a slight nod to nobody as he looks at your empty glass. Twenty minutes later, he gets up and heads towards the waste disposal rooms
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Post by tetramorph on Apr 7, 2017 13:55:09 GMT -5
They look at each other, almost communicating without words, then turn to you. "We might. There are certain items that are frowned upon from being delivered to the planet. We could pay well to circumvent some paperwork" "That is something that I have come to specialize in. What kind of items are we talking about here?"
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Post by erisred on Apr 7, 2017 14:12:43 GMT -5
Bron smiles at the women and says quietly to Buzz continuing to smile, "Let's go make the acquaintance of our first Minervians, eh?" He walks over to the Minervan's table and says, "Hello, ladies. My name's Bronson Han, just arrived on your fine planet for the first time. Do you happen to be locals?" "We're Minervans. You look like spacers, so you would not be aware of the oppression being inflicted upon our populace by the Atlantians. The raping, the abductions, the executions and mass slaughters." She takes a large gulp of the drink you sent her. The other two look on stonily Bronson frowns and says seriously, "Why no! That's awful! We didn't know about those things. I'm surprised you are here if that's the case. Do you mind if I sit down, and you can tell me all about it."
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Post by tetramorph on Apr 7, 2017 16:40:30 GMT -5
OOC: Dude, erisred, what a great adventure lead! Now its time to gather info, head to minerva, kick down doors, do-in the bad guys, take our reward! Fight on!
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Post by The Red Baron on Apr 7, 2017 17:10:41 GMT -5
de Cloudforte engages in small talk and pleasantries, attempting to impress the ladies with his gallant war stories from younger days past.
He excuses himself to get another drink, asking if anyone would like him to order them refreshment. After placing his order, Gregoire heads to the waste disposal room to look for Race.
He remains observant and ready to draw steel should it be necessary, but wears a calm expression and stolls with an easy appearance of unconcern.
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Post by flightcommander on Apr 8, 2017 23:05:59 GMT -5
"Whoa ... " [ *slurrrrp* ]
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Post by erisred on Apr 8, 2017 23:24:27 GMT -5
"Whoa ... " [ *slurrrrp* ] "You all right, there, Buzz?" Bron asks with a grin.
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Post by flightcommander on Apr 8, 2017 23:35:35 GMT -5
Buzz rides out the brain-throbbing rush from the second gulp of psi-bomb; he's missed most of what the Minervan woman uttered, but caught a few words.
"Spacers, yeah, us — definitely our dirt-side here first-time," he says, marveling at the hazy purple liquid in his saucer-shaped glass. He realizes he's having trouble with the words, and that the Lizardmen over there are suddenly looking like they have good appetites. Nonsense, he says to himself; he takes a seat and tries to clear his head.
"Whew! No wonder they call this a psi-bomb." He smiles brightly at the ladies.
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Post by erisred on Apr 9, 2017 12:32:42 GMT -5
Buzz rides out the brain-throbbing rush from the second gulp of psi-bomb; he's missed most of what the Minervan woman uttered, but caught a few words. "Spacers, yeah, us — definitely our dirt-side here first-time," he says, marveling at the hazy purple liquid in his saucer-shaped glass. He realizes he's having trouble with the words, and that the Lizardmen over there are suddenly looking like they have good appetites. Nonsense, he says to himself; he takes a seat and tries to clear his head. "Whew! No wonder they call this a psi-bomb." He smiles brightly at the ladies. Bron puts a hand on Buzz's shoulder and says with some concern, "You don't look like that is agreeing with you Buzz." Bron turns to the women and asks, "This drink contains more than just alcohol doesn't it?" I'm looking to find out more about the conditions here on Atlantia, and on Minerva in particular, but Bron's also concerned at how Buzz's drink is affecting him.
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Post by makofan on Apr 10, 2017 10:22:22 GMT -5
They look at each other, almost communicating without words, then turn to you. "We might. There are certain items that are frowned upon from being delivered to the planet. We could pay well to circumvent some paperwork" "That is something that I have come to specialize in. What kind of items are we talking about here?" The Benxyzans arrived and started settling our world. Although we have lived in peace for many years, they are encroaching more and more on our lands. But they are divided into many factions. Our technological level is much more sophisticated than the Benxyzans, and with sufficient leverage we can regain our lands. Any high-level tech or vehicles could be diverted to our cause. We would pay double the list price"
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Post by makofan on Apr 10, 2017 10:47:47 GMT -5
Bron turns to the women and asks, "This drink contains more than just alcohol doesn't it?" I'm looking to find out more about the conditions here on Atlantia, and on Minerva in particular, but Bron's also concerned at how Buzz's drink is affecting him. What you know from the Atlantian database dump is that the two dominant races on the planet are the Minervans and the Atlantians (Minervans look human, Atlantians are the tall felines). The Minervans were the more populous race, spread out across the whole planet, but the aggressive Atlantians over the centuries dominated and subjugated the land, until the last Minervans society was the island continent of Minerva. That was conquered in the last fifty years, though. You can think of it like the Roman Empire moving in and assimilating. On the whole, most satraps have adapted to the conquests, and economy and standard of living is good, but very stratified. Minerva though has resisted strongly, and the Atlantians have a more forceful presence there The Minervans at the table start telling their woes. They describe the invasion of the island, the subjugation of the people, the military presence, the government takeover of the hydrogen mines, the banning of weapons for Minervans, all the good jobs going to the Atlantians while Minervans live in poverrty. Then they stop. "We ask you to try your companion's drink. Your reaction will reveal what we can tell you"
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Post by makofan on Apr 10, 2017 10:58:52 GMT -5
de Cloudforte engages in small talk and pleasantries, attempting to impress the ladies with his gallant war stories from younger days past. He excuses himself to get another drink, asking if anyone would like him to order them refreshment. After placing his order, Gregoire heads to the waste disposal room to look for Race. He remains observant and ready to draw steel should it be necessary, but wears a calm expression and stolls with an easy appearance of unconcern. Colonel Race is waiting, and then gestures you into a personal room, the type that can be booked by a Traveller for a night's lodging. He starts the conversation "M. de Cloudforte, you are aware of our government's need to verify the existence of extra-sensory perceptions and talents rumored to be possessed by some of our subjects in the Minervan satrap. I see that your fellow travellers are talking to three people we have had our suspicion on for a long time - Alicia Diamondstone, Erica Bloodwort and Francesca Garica. They are suspected agitators and influential members of an underground terrorist cell. I suggest that you take up whatever offer they make, and observe all that you can, then report back to me before you leave the planet for your next world. I will be in Minerva also, and can be reached at any of our offices or bases. I guarantee diplomatic immunity for you and your fellows, and a fee of 50 000 Cr each. If you have any information of value to impart, the bonuses will double. "
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Post by erisred on Apr 10, 2017 13:15:12 GMT -5
Bron turns to the women and asks, "This drink contains more than just alcohol doesn't it?" I'm looking to find out more about the conditions here on Atlantia, and on Minerva in particular, but Bron's also concerned at how Buzz's drink is affecting him. What you know from the Atlantian database dump is that the two dominant races on the planet are the Minervans and the Atlantians (Minervans look human, Atlantians are the tall felines). The Minervans were the more populous race, spread out across the whole planet, but the aggressive Atlantians over the centuries dominated and subjugated the land, until the last Minervans society was the island continent of Minerva. That was conquered in the last fifty years, though. You can think of it like the Roman Empire moving in and assimilating. On the whole, most satraps have adapted to the conquests, and economy and standard of living is good, but very stratified. Minerva though has resisted strongly, and the Atlantians have a more forceful presence there The Minervans at the table start telling their woes. They describe the invasion of the island, the subjugation of the people, the military presence, the government takeover of the hydrogen mines, the banning of weapons for Minervans, all the good jobs going to the Atlantians while Minervans live in poverrty. Then they stop. "We ask you to try your companion's drink. Your reaction will reveal what we can tell you" Bron looks at the women for a few seconds then turns to Buzz, "Mind if I take a sip of your drink, Buzz?" If Buzz lets him, Bron will take a cautious sip of the Psi Bomb...
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Post by flightcommander on Apr 11, 2017 16:50:46 GMT -5
Buzz hands the drink to Bron. "Remain seated."
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Post by erisred on Apr 11, 2017 23:34:23 GMT -5
Buzz hands the drink to Bron. "Remain seated." Bron takes a cautious sip...
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Post by makofan on Apr 12, 2017 10:41:38 GMT -5
Buzz hands the drink to Bron. "Remain seated." Bron takes a cautious sip... It tastes like a good beer, nice spice, nothing special
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Post by makofan on Apr 12, 2017 10:45:06 GMT -5
The Minervans notice Bron's lack of reaction, then they turn to Buzz. "You are special. I ask you to come to our country and see the conditions for yourself. Then seek me out. I have a datachip that you can insert into your comm device and it will reach me. We may be able to help each other"
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Post by erisred on Apr 12, 2017 15:08:08 GMT -5
Bron takes a cautious sip... It tastes like a good beer, nice spice, nothing special "Not bad, not great." Bron says then asks, "What's the big deal?"
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Post by erisred on Apr 12, 2017 15:09:33 GMT -5
The Minervans notice Bron's lack of reaction, then they turn to Buzz. "You are special. I ask you to come to our country and see the conditions for yourself. Then seek me out. I have a datachip that you can insert into your comm device and it will reach me. We may be able to help each other" Bron raises his eyebrows and says with a slight grin, "So, you're special, Buzz! Could'a fooled me."
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Post by The Red Baron on Apr 13, 2017 7:30:39 GMT -5
"The offer is fair, but a difficulty in espionage presents itself: if these Minervans have supernormal powers, could they not detect my true motives?"
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Post by makofan on Apr 13, 2017 12:53:47 GMT -5
"The offer is fair, but a difficulty in espionage presents itself: if these Minervans have supernormal powers, could they not detect my true motives?" "That is a fair question. The answer is - we don't know. That is all I can offer on this matter. I understand the danger, but you seem a person who may welcome it."
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Post by flightcommander on Apr 14, 2017 23:44:05 GMT -5
"They don't call me 'Buzz' for nothing! But seriously, ladies — how safe is it for me, or us, to wander around Minerva? We gotta mind our manners, right?"
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