Special Branch: Secrets and Lies

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WASHSYOUNGERSEXIERBR

Friday, June 1, 2007 2:49 PM

Vixen drew her pistol and started heading towards the bridge of The Epsilon. The ship wasnt very large but she was taking extra care. She was always a lone gun hand and she's learnt many times how to avoid ambushes and the like. When your on your own you have nobody to watch your back.

She remembered once how she'd walked past a room with an armed guard without noticing and he just happened to be yawning at the time. When you come that close you buck up your ideas.

She opened the door to the passenger hold very slowly and peeked in barrel first.

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SAFEAT2ND

Friday, June 1, 2007 4:46 PM

Seryn slid into the co-pilots seat. She was still trying to get the feel of flying bulk transports. It’s not that she didn’t know how to fly it; it’s just that the mechanics were different from flying light fighter craft. Plus it gave her something to do. Something to occupy her mind and keep it away from the gnawing panic that had set in when Ciaran took the Epsilon, effectively kidnapping Finn.

Maxine tucked an errant strand of red hair behind her ear. The rest of it, with the exception of her ponytail, was contained under the baseball style flight cap. She looked less like a pilot than a ships mechanic with an outfit consisting of a pair of coveralls with the top rolled down and the sleeves tied at the waist, and a white T-shirt. Her actions, however, said different. She was perfectly at home at the controls.

“You’ve been flying at while have you?” Seryn asked trying to make small talk.

“Yep. Flew dropships and emergency medical evac ships during the war.”

Seryn noticed that Maxine never said for which side. She nods at Maxine. “Do you have any sort of tracking equipment on this tub?”

“No need.” Safe said. “We know where she’s headed.”

All eyes turn to look at Safe. He stares pointedly at Liam. “Ok, now where is this ‘weapon’?”

Liam’s jaw drops. “How could you…”

Soul steps forward holding the blackened laptop.

Safe opens his mouth to say something when Soul places a hand on his shoulder. “Let the man speak. In fact, I think you should go to the sick bay and get some sleep. We need some level heads and sound judgment right now. Traits you normally have, but you’ve shown very little of lately.”

Safe clenches his jaw and glares back at Soul, the adrenaline rushing through his ears like a freight train. He looks around the cabin. All eyes watch the two expectantly. Seryn shakes her head.

Safe takes a deep breath, letting it out slowly “Ya…” The adrenaline rush had been a welcome relief, one that he had looked to more times recently than he’d like to admit. The adrenaline rushes had held back the headache that had been trying to beat its way out of his skull and now that it subsided the headache rushed back into the void it left causing Safe’s vision to swim.

“Jack, maybe you want to help Safe?” Soul said, seeing the pain in the other man’s eyes.

“No! I can find the way myself!” Safe stops and pinches the bridge of his nose again. “Sorry…. I can manage.”

Soul’s com chimes and Versa comes on line. “The damage to the engine by that Jezebel, was cosmetic. We’re back in business.”

Soul nods at Maxine and Seryn, who get the Dwarf under way, then turns to Liam. “Now… where were we?”

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"Got a headful of lightning
And a heart full of rain
And I know that I said
I'd never do it again
Oh and I love you sweet baby but I always take the long way home."

NEEDY

Sunday, June 3, 2007 4:25 PM

Clayton looked at the number on the card he had been given.
It was a longer code than normal - letters and numbers - and instantly he recognised it as belonging to a long-range communicator.

"Great, that'll cost me" he thought to himself.
LongCom's were not cheap to come by, in fact it was rare for your average joe to own one - you would find them in certain ships, but usually most would take advantage of the Cortex when their standard communicator would fail to connect.
Obviously, whoever this guy with an interest in Needy was, he was a man who could afford the finer things life had to offer. Either that, or his manner of business required such technology, which made him wonder what sort of business the man might be in.

Whatever the motives of this man, Clayton knew that right now, he was the best lead to tracking Needy - or at least one he could gather information from.

The Kristal Complex was a huge establishment owned by one of Boros' wealthiest businessmen. It was also notorious for being prevalent with seedy activity - hardly surprising given the complex's casinos, bordellos and semi-illegal fighting rings. Of course, illegalities aside, it was never going to be shut down when the most frequent visitors were the politicians.
Aside from all that though, it did contain a fair few LongCom booths. They weren't the only ones in town, but they were the closest, and Clayton was not fazed by the other activities in the complex to the point that he wanted to travel further

Finding an empty booth and begrudgingly shelling out the needed credits for its use, Clayton punched in the words and numbers that made up the man's contact number.

No response.

It wasn't ideal, he would have much rather talk to the guy there and then, establish who he was and what he wanted, but that just wasn't an option. The only option he had available now was to leave a message, and that he did.

"My name's Clayton Payne, a reporter for Boros Band. I hear you're looking for information on a man named Needy. I might have what you're looking for. You can contact me on this number, maybe we can help each other out."

And with that, the call was disconnected.

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Miles away, in a ship called the Bounty Baby, Kurren's LongCom beeps.

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SCORPIONREGENT

Sunday, June 3, 2007 5:01 PM

Quote:
casinos, bordellos and semi-illegal fighting rings

OOC: Dude! You forgot drug dens, sleazy dives, fern bars, and most of all Starbucks!

Scorpion Regent

NEEDY

Sunday, June 3, 2007 5:13 PM

Quote:
Originally posted by ScorpionRegent:

OOC: Dude! You forgot drug dens, sleazy dives, fern bars, and most of all Starbucks!

Scorpion Regent

OOC:

Damn! I knew there was something I was leaving out!! LOL

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JAZAF

Wednesday, June 6, 2007 6:08 AM

Quote:

Miles away, in a ship called the Bounty Baby, Kurren's LongCom beeps.

"What's this? Seems I have a message."

Quote:

"My name's Clayton Payne, a reporter for Boros Band. I hear you're looking for information on a man named Needy. I might have what you're looking for. You can contact me on this number, maybe we can help each other out."

Kurren chuckles a little as he mocks the caller, "..help each other out.." He wants to ignore the message, he wants to continue to Santos where he is sure his prey is heading, but the words of his father come back to him 'Remember son, know your prey. The more you know about them the easier it becomes for you to trap them. Always do what you can to learn more.'

Kurren grimaces as he heeds his memories. Punching in the contact number for Payne, Kurren mulls over what he wants to say and what he hopes to hear.
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Clayton's Personal Com buzzed to life, he checked the ID and noticed it belonged to the man who was curious about Needy. Accepting the call, he brought the receiver to his ear.
"Hello?"
"Mr. Clayton Payne, I presume."
"Yes, and am I right to assume you are the one interested in Mr. Bernard ..er..Needy?"
"Yes, the name's Kurren"
There was an uncomfortable silence until Kurren restarted the conversation.
"So, what do you know about this elusive critter?"
"I won't tell you over Long Range Com."
"Too many ears in the black for you?"
"No, too many creds per minute. Come back to Boros and we'll talk."
"Why don't you get a shuttle and I'll meet you in orbit?"
Clayton could hear the other man smile and it didn't settle well with him. Taking a deep breath he issued an ultimatum.
"It's my information so it's my terms. Come back to Boros and we can discuss Needy further."
There is a pause on the other side.
"Fine. I'll be back on Boros in two days. Name the place."

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Mystery Man on the Sereni-Tree

Navigator on Destiny

Kurren, Bounty Hunter

JAZAF

Saturday, June 9, 2007 1:52 AM

Clayton took a deep breath, it had been an hour since he made the arrangement with Kurren. His only hope was that he could keep a brave face when Kurren was standing right in front of him.
"Two Days" he sighed. "I have two days to learn what I can about this Kurren so I can be as prepared as possible to meet with him."
Clayton took another breath then set out to gather his info.
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On the Bounty Baby
"Pretty ballsy for a guy a few hundred miles away." Kurren smiles "His information should be more helpful than those Carson hicks. Besides, Father's wisdom never failed me before."
He steers the ship towards Boros , "Plus I'd love to see if this guy can keep up that front of his when we're face-to-face."Kurren laughs

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Mystery Man on the Sereni-Tree
Navigator on Destiny
Kurren, Bounty Hunter

SAFEAT2ND

Tuesday, June 12, 2007 8:28 PM

Safe walks towards the med room, taking slow but deliberate steps. He stops in front of the locked room where Soul recovered the laptop. He was so sure there was something else in that room, something more tangible. How could he have been wrong?

The information on the laptop and things Seryn said had triggered a nagging doubt in the back of Safe’s mind but the pounding of the headache was preventing him from exploring that line of thought. The rational part of Safe’s mind knew that everything he was going through could be attributed to the after effects of the adrenaline shot he had taken back on Boros, but that never made it any easier to live through.

He stumbled into the med room and lay on an empty cot. Wisp lay on the other cot.

Safe had a moment to feel sorry for the youngster before unconsciousness took him. That many knocks to the head was bound to loosen ones brainpan.

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"Got a headful of lightning
And a heart full of rain
And I know that I said
I'd never do it again
Oh and I love you sweet baby but I always take the long way home."

NEEDY

Wednesday, June 13, 2007 4:12 PM

Clayton's entry:

I've spent the last day or so scavenging through Kyra's old notes on Needy, hoping to find some reference to a man named Kurren.

Nothing.

Who's this guy who seems so interested in the Needy? And what does he want with him?

If he wasn't a friend, then only two other possibilities sprang to mind.
He wanted to find Needy because there's someone the two have in common - a link not too easily found in Kyra's notes.

Or more likely, he wants to find Needy to capture him.

There is a bounty on Needy's head, just like there's a bounty on all the heads of those that would ally themselves with the resistance.

If they found out that I've allied myself with the resistance, they I would be in danger too.
But my connections are slight and I've had even less contact with them.

Perhaps they would be able to help me though. That is if the only members I knew haven't already been arrested and presumably imprisoned weeks ago.
Robert Wu is my only link to them now, but I'm not even sure how much he knows

Kurren. Kurren.

Nothing. It don't sound familiar.

If it was indeed someone trying to recapture Needy, then that one would either have to be an Alliance operative or a bounty hunter.

Standard alliance officers don't work alone, nor can I imagine them changing their route to talk to a lumpen reporter.
An operative sounds more likely but why would a highly esteemed operative set their eyes on a companion like Needy?
Unless they knew of his gifts.
Or maybe he knew something that would be damaging to the alliance.

But Operatives have no names, they don't exist, they are supposed to act invisibly. And this guy Kurren has put himself on the radar all over Boros by going to a reporter.

It just leaves one option.
A bounty hunter.

I've one day left before I meet him at our agreed location.
I've got to have something on him before then
I need to know what I'm up against.

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WASHSYOUNGERSEXIERBR

Thursday, June 21, 2007 11:18 AM

OOC- I leave you on your own for 2 weeks and nothing gets done! Honestly

Vixen was swung round the door to the bridge to find herself pointing the barrel of her gun at Seryn holding Fin.

"PUT THAT DOWN!! I have a baby in my arms!" She screamed at her. She was holding the child across her chest with one arm as she pressed buttons on the control terminal.

"Did you see her??" Vixen asked, lowering the gun but not holstering it.

"Nobodys come past here Im just trying to turn the ship round" Vixen looked at the door for a split second wondering where her mystery assailant had gone but when her gaze returned to Seryn she was holding a double barreled shotgun at her face. "Silly Girl"

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