wickonian
Inner Circle
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Post by wickonian on Apr 2, 2014 10:55:59 GMT
The rain was, well to be honest it wasn't raining. Felt like it should, Jonas shrugged, he didn't really want to get wet anyway. he strapped the last piece of tape onto the grill before hanging the wheel back onto his belt.
"I really hope this isn't a bust." he sighed to himself, as he got back up and walked towards the bar door.
It had started with a tip off, if you can call having a pirates brain cortex forcibly mapped and catalogued by an AI, then searched unforgivingly a tip off. He had had his eye on the Gurista for several days now, from what the 'informant's' mind knew, they had been hired to shut down or destroy a newly re-established mining village. His father's old mining village. The Gurista leaders who had accepted the job were sitting in that bar, and Jonas had a few questions for them.
He stepped in, expecting the bar to fall silent, like in all the old holo's he had watched, instead he was taken aback by the normality of the place. As he approached the counter he scanned the room until his eye settled on a group of men playing cards at a corner table.
"Almost cliche." He whispered, whilst turning to the barkeep. "I'll have a bottle of Quafe Cider please."
"Which flavour, red or blue?" He asked, as he turned to watch the head's up display mounted on the wall.
"Black today thanks, blue and red are a bit too sweet for me." He grunted what seemed like a yes, and fetched one off the shelf.
Nodding in thanks, Jonas took the drink and proceded to the table, this time he did get a few looks.
Seems like they know who these guys are, he thought.
"Room for another? I may not be that good, but i got the isk to compensate." the man in the centre grinned, "When it comes to isk, there's always room for more." He waved his hand towards an empty chair, and a tall thin looking girl darted out from behind him to fetch it.
"You like her?" the man asked, as he scratched his scarred face, "I'm a registered Amarrian these days, makes owning beautiful girls like her a legal reality for me." He chuckled as he smacked her behind, she winced obviously uncomfortable but made no cry of pain.
"You seem to have trained her well," Jonas replied, as the man dealth out the cards. "must have been fun for you."
"Fun? training her was a bloody nightmare. I'm not like those other slavers, who think raping a slave to submission is the correct way. What does that acomplish? a broken mind, nothing more than a toy! No i've trained her properly, i need her to be loyal and her mind intact." he nodded to himself, "That girl is as pure as a damned snowflake."
"Impressive. So you've managed to fully tame her?" The man nodded, and the girl flashed Jonas a knowing smile.
"Right, well enough talk on beautiful slaves, and lets get on with the game." Again the man nodded in agreement.
"It's your high blind new boy, the high blind is three hundred, the low is two." Jonas threw in the chips to the middle. "Gallente rules, or Caldari?" He asked, the man smurked,
"Caldari of course."
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wickonian
Inner Circle
I have big idea's! and no skill to implement them!
Posts: 79
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Post by wickonian on Apr 2, 2014 10:59:27 GMT
"You seem to be down to your last chips there kid." Jonas grimmised, he planned on losing to keep the group friendly, but not this badly, he had hardly squeesed any info from them at all. Infact, all he had managed was the acknowledgment that they were the Gurista captains he had been looking for.
"Elane. Data pad please." Jonas watched as Elane brought the pad to her master.
"You sure do trust her with alot." Jonas mused, as he stared at his cards.
"That i do, goes to all the meetings. Come on now, you calling?" An idea crossed Jonas' mind, his hand was bound to win, he had planned on folding to keep the losing streak going, but now... His intercom started to blink in his pocket, perfect.
"You know what, how about raising the stakes alittle, this is my last chance after all." The man smiled, "Let me geuss, your after my Elane?" Jonas nodded, "Well, you havent the isk on the table to free her from me, what could you offer thats worth her?"
"Although the technology in the scabbard should be more than enough," he unclipped what seemed like a small dagger, the scabbard was humming quietly, and the three headed wolf pommel poked out at the top. Flicking the pommel, the rest of the hilt shot out from the sheath, and with a proud tug, the rest of the blade followed.
"Authentically crafted, this sword, is a hybrid of close to four ancient designs, first off, the size of the hilt, the pommel and crossguard, although beautfully crafted and shaped, the style is that of a common longsword, but the length with a one to one ratio to the blade which is of a thirty inch length, this sword qualifies to be known as what collectors call a Yue Fei Dao, very few of this type exist. the blade is forged using a technique called 'saxon' pattern welding, note the tell tale pattern running up it's center, like waves swirling around gracefully. Each bar that is used in the pattern weld was in it self ready to be fnished into it's own blade, as it had been folded repetitively and forged using 'Japon-ease?' techniques. It was named 'The laughing Virgin' and it is priceless."
Jonas stopped and looked the pirate in the face, it seemed the lengthly description had worked, the man was practically saluvating. He came to his senses, and smiled.
"Well then boy, seems we have a deal, i call your raise of one sword, with my slave. you show first." Jonas turned his cards over, and smiled with glee as the man's face went a violent shade of red in anger,
"Straight flush."
The man jumped up, reaching for his inside pocket, only to be met with 'TLV's blade tip on his throat, at this point the other men had already pulled their guns, training them on Jonas, his new hostage now being the only thing keeping him from being a pin cusion.
"Elane, be a dear and get behind me." Jonas smiled, as he began back slowly away from the group, his side of his blade now firmly across the pirate's esophagus. The other customers had now also gotten up and drawn their weapons.
"figures you guys are all Gurista too." He sighed, "Right then." Shoving the pirate forwards, he and Elane darted for the door, gun fire raining down around them. "I was right, i really didn't want to get wet today."
Sprinting out the door, Jonas motioned Elane over towards a stationary car, with two figures standing on either side of it.
"Jonas what was this message about? I was busy and IPFD here was on the other side of the system!" a beam shot out from the bar's window, shattering the glass.
"I see, we're doing this again." Jonas smiled, "Come on Gyra, you know you love it. Have you met Elane?"
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wickonian
Inner Circle
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Post by wickonian on Apr 3, 2014 23:06:59 GMT
-We're asphalt slaves- - Move in one motion-
"For the love of, your a fucking idiot you know that!" Gyra yelled as
-We're all just waves- -In one big ocean-
bullets and lasers ricocheted around them as the car shot round the corner, music blazing loud.
-So take a good hard look at the life we've led- -all the abuse you took buried in your head-
"Don't worry i taped up their grills!" Jonas yelled back, as IPFD rammed the butt of his rifle into the back window, shattering the glass,
-On the memory of a dying time we ride-
"HEADSHOT KILL +60 KILLS." He stated,
-But we won't suffer for nothing-
"Taped their grills? this ain't some holoreel!"
"You doubt the tape?" Jonas asked? "For shame." as he uttered the words the lead vehicle exploded with a roar, the husk spinning through the air and coliding with another.
-Kick back! We're breaking though the cages- -Breaking through the cages hard-
"THREE KILLS +150, KILL ASSIST +75"
"How egotistical can you get, that was all me!" Jonas laughed,
-Code crack we're teari-
Smashing his fist into the radio, the music went dead, Gyra spun full round to stare at the two in the back.
"This isn't a fucking game. You're a one eyed bloody ex-miner, not some hero, what the hell were you thinking going in there on your own? And you then steal their bosses damn slave. No offence Elane." he hastely added,
"Oh, yeah, none taken."
"Well how else was i meant to get the info on their cilents?" Jonas snapped back.
A rail beam blasted through the back, passing straight through IPFD's empty helmet.
"UN*-0010-^)UNACCEPTABLE"
"Is he okay?" Elane asked, as she peeked through the hole.
"Not a problem, he's just an AI in an empty Duster suit." IPFD snarled in response.
"I AM NOT 'JUST' AN AI" Unloading the rest of his clip, another of the pursuing vehicles span out, crashing into the near by building.
"Well for starters, you could have done the same thing as always, chucked him into IPFD and let him sift through the crap in his head."
"But that would be no fu-"
"Look out!" Elane yelled, while wrenching the wheel from Gyra, yanking it to the right the car turned sharply narrowly avoiding a short man on a bike. "keep you eyes on the road!" She snapped as Gyra took back the wheel.
"So where are we headed exactly? or we just driving blind till the rest of the vehicles overheat from your duck tape?" Gyra asked, as he struggled to regain control.
"CONCORD should have heard about this by now," as if on cue, sirens started ring around them. "Just drive till you see their blockade, i bribed the captain earlier, he'll let us fly straight through." He glance back at the Guristas, "Unlike us, they'll have hell to pay."
The shots had become less frequent now, as the Gurista started firing at the swiftly approaching CONCORD closing on their rear.
"I see it." Gyra grinned, Jonas laughed back, "I told you you'd enjoy this." gyra grin disappeared as he shot Jonas a glare. "Do not confuse relief with thrill." They shot past, with just enough time for Jonas to exchange a nod with the police captain. They could hear the heavy shells being loosed as they continued forward, followed by several loud blasts.
"Ok, we just need to find some where to park." Jonas said Cheerily, slapping both IPFD and gyra on the back.
"As soon as you sober up, im going to... You know what, your going to kick yourself for this." Gyra snarled.
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wickonian
Inner Circle
I have big idea's! and no skill to implement them!
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Post by wickonian on Apr 7, 2014 22:29:05 GMT
The car slowed to a stop, it's bullet riddled chasis showing signs of buckling. The door was off it's hinges as an irate Gyras swung himself out of the drivers side, jonas and IPFD were the next to disembark, Jonas was beaming an idiotic smile, and the hollow helmet that sat in IPFD's shoulders was managing a pretty successful non-chalance. Elane was the last to emerge from the, well lets be frank, from the wreck, her black oiled hair still held it's composed shape, wrapping around her neck and hugging her thin figure.
"Ah you guys crazy?" she laughed, as she brushed off a speck of the car's metal work, now little more than dust.
"Guys? as in plural? No just that prick over there." Gyra gestured towards Jonas, who was now staring back at the procceeding fire fight in the distance.
"It's a miracle that man can be anything, the amount of spiked alcohol we had him drink." She said with a note of awe.
"PROBABILITY OF THAT MAN DRINKING ALL 100% OF THE LIQUID IS ESTIMATED AT 45%" IPFD replied, as he began to unclasp the helmet. "ESTIMATED DAMAGE, 134,782,120 ISK. REPAIR BILL SHALL BE MAILED TO HIM SHORTLY." The suit began walking away muttering to him himself.
"I never had a chance to ask-" Elane began, Gyra cut her off. "IPFD is an AI program from a defunct experiment. Jonas aqquired him."
"He'll say it was the other way round." Jonas called back, as he turned his back on the spectical. "IPFD, Independent PathFinder Drone. Likes to play the Duster. You get used to it." Jonas pulled a flask out of his pocket, he took several long swigs before pointing it at Elane.
"Now heres the thing, i went into that den for a reason, didn't know it at the time, but it seems you're now the reason." Elane looked at him with a puzzled smile, "what ever do you mean?"
"What he's trying to say is you have information we need. and on that front he's right." Gyra sighed.
"You don't have to worry about the Gurista going after you, let us know the information we seek, and we'll give you enough ISk for you to fly home with a full private escort." Jonas passed her the flask, "So tell me, why are the Gurista being hired to destroy a single mining village."
Elane paused, taking a long slow sip, as she did, the atmosphere around her changed, straightening her back she looked down on Jonas, an air of gravitas surrounding her, as she replied.
"I'm sorry kid, but i can't reveal my business contacts, you might go killing them." a wry smile stretched across her face.
"Oh come on, as if this evening wasn't staged enough, a poker game, a damsel in distress? Do you really think a creep like that man could break me?" The smile from her face dropped as Jonas reached for 'TLV,' Gyra had already unholstered his pistol. "Please put the weapons down, i have no interest in fighting you two. I staged this, and set up my double to put a face on the names of the three individuals who have have been hunting my men."
"You tricked us?" Jonas asked, Elane laughed,
"Sweets, you tricked yourself, like your friend said, this ain't no story. Don't worry though, i planned to drop the contract anyway." If it was possible for Jonas to be looked more confused, he managed it.
"I can't give you the names of our employers, obviously, only that they are dangerous men. Possibly more dangerous than Nation. I saw what they did to the Caldari Corp they contracted last time, and between a vengefilled family of killers and hunters, as well as an organisation that takes delight out of covering their footsteps... Well i wanted out."
"But won't they go after you for abandoning the contract?" Gyra asked, as he put his pistol away. Elane threw her head back as she cackled,
"That's the glory of it, you killed the man who signed the contract, even to them i was just a slave girl. They'll assume me dead with my master."
"So not only was this a bust, but we actually ended up helping the Gurista." Elane gave Jonas a look, similar to a mother looking at her child.
"I wouldn't worry, you know that what ever got you family and the other workers killed is still in the mine. As well as the gratitude of a Gurista Captain, that's got to count as a plus."
"Come on Jonas let's go, i'll buy you a drink." Gyra sighed, placing a hand on the man's back.
"With a swirly straw?" Jonas asked.
"With A straw." Giving Elane on last glance, the two walked off, heading off towards Pathfinder, who was now waiting in the distance.
"All we need now is a sunset." Jonas sighed.
La Fin.-(>.<) < It's Bloody Well Over.!)
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