ballisticwaffles Posted May 30, 2012 Share Posted May 30, 2012 "Oh please, we are a variety of species here" Chayrlin interjects, deciding to add her two cents in as well. "And for the information of those present, you shuck the hooves, break open the bones and slurp the marrow for a meal that noone can beat!" "You people are strange" Balsa said, looking rather oddly at those present. "I was exagerrating for effect, and in no way derogatorily. Muhhammad... seriously, the ass is the best. Always tender and always juicy, you people have NO taste." Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Arashikage Posted May 30, 2012 Share Posted May 30, 2012 Nora shrugged, "More for me" she simply stated, looking around to Balsa, then Chayrlin, then Reaper. She didn't care they didn't share the same tastes as her, it just meant not having to share if they ever killed a cow together. Not that that was at all likely. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Salem Posted May 30, 2012 Share Posted May 30, 2012 "Well it was nice meeting you all but I gotta go, see you all later, take care", Chris said as he got up and left the bar and headed back to the room. Through the quiet halls Chris could hear the muffled sound of Deric's bass as Chris passed the medical wing. When he got back in the room everyone was asleep, other than a few pizza boxes and soda cans laying around, the room wasn't too much of a mess. Tyler was passed out on the couch and Jason was on the floor with an Xbox controler in his hand, Chris guessed that Lidia was in her room. Chris set his song book in it's regular spot and went to bed. ___________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ Myles walked through the Complex passing closed shops, he saw a bar and decided to walk in and get a drink. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
russiandog38 Posted May 30, 2012 Share Posted May 30, 2012 Reaper sat back and relaxed. He crossed his arms in front of him and closed his eyes feeling the effects of the pain killers on his chest. " I need some stronger alcohol." he thought. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
ballisticwaffles Posted May 31, 2012 Share Posted May 31, 2012 "But anyway, hardly a dull moment on the ship." Balsa continued, Gracia Landing on her lap from up high. "oof! like for example, for a the past few months we have been locked in a war with these dreadfully stupid reptiles. not sure what they were called, but let me tell you" Balsa eyeys shone with mirth. "oh so fun to manipulate, and oh so easy to kill. They run at us in waves of these painfully small and inefficiant ships and expect to win the day" "they tried kidnapping me" Gracia pipped up, looking very small on the lap of the humongous Balsa. "But they only sent 5 people. momma says that the DeMeA keeps over 80,000 people minimum, so they didn't get far." Balsa frowned at the memory. "We thought about genocide, to tell the truth. We decided against it though, they were too funny to dispose of." Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
russiandog38 Posted June 3, 2012 Share Posted June 3, 2012 "I would of gone with genocide, it teaches them a lesson and gets rid of a lot of them just in case they didn't get the hint" Reaper replied. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
ballisticwaffles Posted June 3, 2012 Share Posted June 3, 2012 Basla frowned. " Genocide is wrong" She said, her eyes staring into Reapers soul. "When you kill ever man woman and child for something that one of their number did it is a crime against life itself" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
russiandog38 Posted June 3, 2012 Share Posted June 3, 2012 " It doesn't matter if it's wrong or no not, it gets the job done." Reaper said sternly. "Besides, it works almost 100% of the time." He could tell Balsa was staring him down. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
ballisticwaffles Posted June 4, 2012 Share Posted June 4, 2012 "The job,is rarely worth the lives of 6,000,000,000,000 people" Balsa says, turning her head in disgust. "We are a merchant ship, no more no less, 6,000,000,000,000 is a large amount of customers no longer alive" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
russiandog38 Posted June 4, 2012 Share Posted June 4, 2012 "I said genocide, not extinction." Reaper said getting a little frustrated. "And I didn't say you had to kill all of them. Just some of them so they get the hint not be a pain in your ass any more." Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
ballisticwaffles Posted June 4, 2012 Share Posted June 4, 2012 "oh thats what we, dont get me wrong" Balsa says, softening her gaze. "We throughly kicked their dariers into the abyss of space. Its that we didn't want to kill all of them what was our dilemma." Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Arashikage Posted June 4, 2012 Share Posted June 4, 2012 "Genocide is the extermination of every member of a certain race" A familiar mercenary chimed in. "If you just kill some of them, that's war, or a battle, or a skirmish. Genocide is much different, it is extermination." He said, biting the inside of his cheek. He cleared his throat and looked at the newcomer, "Arashikage" He introduced himself, his hand out. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Salem Posted June 5, 2012 Share Posted June 5, 2012 Myles had been listening in on the conversation and said without looking them,"Or a massacar." Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Star_Dragon Posted June 5, 2012 Share Posted June 5, 2012 It was as the numerous conversations took place in the bar that a transporter beam energized, depositing a single figure just outside the entrance of the bar. He was tall, nearly seven feet, wearing a grey cloak and a hood over his head. Two piercing, sapphire-blue dragon eyes peered from underneath the hood, and looked around at those present. This man had been to the complex before - years ago. But what passed for years here had only been months on Dragon'taan. Clipped to this stranger's belt were twin lightsabers - inactive, but ornate, polished, and modified since the last time they were seen. If one could see beneath the cloak, they would see this man wore a full set of Dragonarian MASRA Battle-armor - the kind rarely seen outside of possession of High-Ranking Dragonarian military officers. If this stranger knew - or even recognized - those present, he never said a word. He brought up his left wrist, opened a gauntlet, and worked with a nano-computer contained within. A small holographic display was visible, though what was being represented was unclear. The man frowned under the hood, staring at the holographic image, then looked up. His hood fluttered down, giving all present a clear view of his face - easily recognized. This was a very familiar Cerinian Dragon-Shifter. He looked up at the bar sign, then down at the holographic image. "Well, hell," he grumbled, his voice giving more familiarities. "I'm on the wrong end of the complex." He finished whatever he was doing, then looked to those present. "Sorry if I disturbed you," he apologized, before he wandered off in another direction. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
russiandog38 Posted June 5, 2012 Share Posted June 5, 2012 Reaper hadn't realized how many people had been listening to his and Balsa's conversation and it made him uncomfortable. He quickly shrugged off the feeling and grabbed Kage's hand in a hand shake. " Jacob" he said. "But you can call me Reaper." "And it really depends on how you look at it. I see genocide as a large number of a race being killed or slaughtered, not all of it." Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Arashikage Posted June 5, 2012 Share Posted June 5, 2012 "It's not what does happen, it's the intention." Kage said, looking then to the other, "A massacre is also different, it's a much smaller scale" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
ballisticwaffles Posted June 5, 2012 Share Posted June 5, 2012 "And i have participated in massacres before" Balsa says, shooing away her daughter from the conversation. "Unfortunatly its a fact of life in the space age that people will die by the thousands. its how you get things done out in the wild." Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Star_Dragon Posted June 6, 2012 Share Posted June 6, 2012 Far removed from the conversation in the bar, the Cerinian Dragon-shifter headed to the holographic arena, where he bought three hours' worth of time. That done, he created a holographic representation of his home world of Cerinia, then entered. If anyone followed him inside or walked in when he was here, they would be greeted by the sight of grassy plains, expansive forests, a snow-covered mountain range in the distance, and clear, blue skies. The Dragon-shifter removed his cloak, then began to disengage his armor and weapons, bit by bit. When he finished, a pile of armor - with security measures active, mind you - weapons, and a cloak, sat atop one of the hills. Anyone who tried to take these would be given a very painful shock. With his armor removed, the dragon-shifter bellowed a great, metallic roar - either unaware or uncaring that the sound barriers weren't engaged, so he could be heard clear across the complex - as he took his crimson-scaled dragon form. With the shift complete, he roared and took to the skies of what had once been his home... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Salem Posted June 6, 2012 Share Posted June 6, 2012 "What the hell was that?", Myles asked out loud after hearing some sort of roar in the distance. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
ballisticwaffles Posted June 6, 2012 Share Posted June 6, 2012 "Who really cares?" Balsa said, bluntly smashing her way through any subtlty to be had. "If it was anythign important people would be screaming and running." Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Star_Dragon Posted June 6, 2012 Share Posted June 6, 2012 Flying to a dragon-shifter was a part of life. No need for fancy cars, hover-bikes, aircraft... just your wings and the wind in your face. The dragon-shifter flew the skies of what had once been his home world, carefree and on shore leave. The lack of conflict in Marauder Corp space left General Kyle Indari with an abundance of free time and nothing to do. Rather than sit around working on papers for nonessential bullcrap, Indari chose to head here - kick back. Relax. He roared with glee - he felt free, as free as he had felt when he first learned to fly in his dragon form. Still, he had another reason for coming here. But he came early, so he could at least get in some R & R before he met who he was here to meet. It would be an interesting meeting, if what he had been told was accurate. Kyle landed near his armor and equipment, then laid down, his wings extended, eyes closed, and his crimson scales glinging like embers in a fire as the sun slowly sank in the sky. Although this was merely a holographic representation, he had to admit - it was enough to make him miss being on Cerinia during it's prime. Kyle's deep, heavy breathing could barely be heard beyond the arena entrance - and he was in no danger of running out of time - he'd only been in the sky for an hour. And he only planned to lay down like this for fifteen minutes before taking to the sky again. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
russiandog38 Posted June 6, 2012 Share Posted June 6, 2012 The roar sent a chill down Reapers back, not because it scared him but because it somehow felt... familiar. Balsa had blew it off as a non threat but he still wasn't sure. Seeing this as a good time to get away from people, he stood up. "I don't know about the rest of you, but I'm going to go see what that was." he said and then walked away from the table. He stopped at the bar entrence and looked around. "Hmmm" he thought "Now which direction did that come from?" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Star_Dragon Posted June 6, 2012 Share Posted June 6, 2012 Kyle lay still in the meadow, his crimson scales still gleaming in the steadily-fading holographic sunlight. His heavy breathing could still be heard, echoing from the entrance of the hologram room. People walking by paid the seemingly-lethargic dragon in the holographic world little heed - they had seen him before. To see him calm like this was a welcome sight. Still, Kyle could faintly sense an unfamiliar presence - however, as far as he could tell, it was not hostile. He mentally checked the time via a neural time clock, but otherwise kept still - he still had ten minutes before he'd be up and in the sky again. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Salem Posted June 6, 2012 Share Posted June 6, 2012 Myles got up and walk to the one that got up and decided to got see what the noise was "I'm commin with you", Myles said as he ran up next to him "My name is Myles by the way" , he added. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
ballisticwaffles Posted June 6, 2012 Share Posted June 6, 2012 Balsa followed them anyway, Gracia still dancing around her. "Think it came for them east" She said, pointing in the direction she thought she heard the roar come form. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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