Starpath: Scoundrels of the Interstellar Highway - Thread 2 - Games

"You are speaking to me, of course! And who else is here besides us? Certainly no one else, I hope."

Alex had no reaction to the shredding Valk gave the SDF. He couldn't really say anything since many of her words echoed his own past. Still, Porter was hardly the person she needed to take that out on. Moloch standing up and cheering was unexpected however, but he got over it. He pulled up a chair next to Valk. "That was...something. How long did you had that in you?" --- Amy was behind Amelia. "Hold up, got to get my own shit firtst." She quickly got in and out of her room, bag over her shoulder. "Don't ask how I do it so fast." She send Maddox a message. [QUOTE]Do me a favor, pack all my gear in the armory in a separate lockbox so I can get to work ASAP.[/QUOTE]

[QUOTE=F T;51366528]"You are speaking to me, of course! And who else is here besides us? Certainly no one else, I hope."[/QUOTE] "No...I mean, who are you? You said that Frosty isn't here at the moment." she said. She decided to take a seat in the empty chair across from the bed. - - - - - - - [QUOTE]"That was...something. How long did you had that in you?"[/QUOTE] Valk glanced over at Alex as she ate. "Eh. A while, I guess. Last person I yelled at about it was Taylor." she said, before chewing up another piece of Asian-style steak.

"You know, I rarely see anyone that angry." He noticed the look she was giving him. "I'm not gonna read you the moral act. What I can do is offer something better and usefull. You want to use that cutlass and be a pirate queen? I need a sparring partner. What do you say?"

[QUOTE]"You know, I rarely see anyone that angry....I'm not gonna read you the moral act. What I can do is offer something better and useful. You want to use that cutlass and be a pirate queen? I need a sparring partner. What do you say?"[/QUOTE] Valkyrie paused for a second, looking over at him. She smirked at the thought. Pirate queen. It still sounded a bit cheesy to her, but...less and less the more she heard it. She was starting to like the idea. Commanding a mass of pirates, raiders, and the like. Attacking, pillaging, killing, stealing... "...Sure. Sounds good to me. I need to get used to using the thing anyway." she replied.

"Of course, and here he is not, Ms. Caine! Fancy thinking that Moloch was someone he could kill! But, now he understands he can [B]not [/B]outrun the eye of God. As it is written, His people will always return to him. And return to him Frosty shall. God, Moloch, and I, we will ensure this."

[QUOTE]"Of course, and here he is not, Ms. Caine! Fancy thinking that Moloch was someone he could kill! But, now he understands he can [B]not [/B]outrun the eye of God. As it is written, His people will always return to him. And return to him Frosty shall. God, Moloch, and I, we will ensure this."[/QUOTE] Taylor raised an eyebrow. Was this the old Frosty talking? Had his memories surfaced somehow when Moloch knocked him unconscious? "What's so special about Frosty? Why does he [I][B]have[/B][/I] to go back?" she asked.

"Good. We can start whenever you like, but I advice waiting for tomorrow." He said as he stood up from his chair.

The ayatollah leaned forward a little, as if he was a bit uncomfortable with the question asked to him. "Because I know of Mr. Frosty much more than you do. Mr. Frosty is a sheep that has veered away from the flock. He has gone astray, and I am more than ecstatic to play the role of the good shepherd who will drag him back home. Mr. Frosty is very special to our people and to Moloch, but he is very special to me the most." He leaned in forward even more closer to Taylor. "To him, our people are a hand to carry out God's divine will, and a fist to anyone who opposes Him. To him, Moloch is the pedestal he stands upon to reach towards God's open arms. To him... and I? Where would Frosty be without I? He would be... like an artist minus his brush, a butcher without his cleaver, and a king without his crown. He would be [I]nothing[/I]. He is [B]nothing[/B]. Frosty would be [I][B]nothing [/B][/I]without me."

Valk nodded, before continuing to eat her Asian-style steak. Afterwards, she got up and headed back to her quarters to gather her gear. Then, she headed for the Cataract. - - - - - - - - "...what is Frosty to you?" asked Taylor when he finished. "You say Frosty is all these things without you. What is he to you?" Taylor folded her arms.

The ayatollah stood up and stared Taylor straight in the eyes. "Frosty is a worthless shell to me. [B]And I am all the power he has ever possessed.[/B]"

So this was what Frosty couldn't remember. And from the looks of things, he probably shouldn't. Hopefully this wasn't permanent and Frosty would return later. Taylor stood as well. "Frosty isn't some worthless shell. And he was a pretty decent person before he started to remember you. Moloch dragged him back to his people, and now you're making a comeback...whatever your plans are, if they endanger this crew then we're going to have a serious fucking problem."

Alex got back into the kitchen to take a few things from there before heading to his room to finish packing. In a way going to miss this ship. But if it meant getting a better one, then so be it. He packed his bags and was ready to go to the Cataract.

Porter finally awoke from his daze in his room. Somehow he just aimlessly walked in. "Oh... well, time to pack up and set out," he whispers to himself. His giant suitcase containing all of his weapons and repairs for his mechanical parts are packed up, and he walks out of his room to start heading to the new ship.

The ayatollah rolled his head on his shoulders before looking back at Taylor. "If the vapid lives of this insipid crew means [I]oh so much[/I] to you, then you're just going to have to kill Frosty if you don't want him to turn into one of the mad and the wicked!" he said with a clear mocking tone.

Taylor was quiet for a few moments, her expression serious. Finally, she walked towards the door. She paused briefly, glancing back. "Gather your things and get on the Cataract." she said simply, before departing from the room. As she shut the door behind her, she muttered under her breath. She'd have to kill Frosty if it came down to it. Though Frosty was a friend to her and the crew, and a valued crew member, she couldn't risk...whoever that was coming out and attacking the crew. She'd kill him if she had to. She headed to her room, gathering her things into her bags before heading to the mess hall. She ate quickly, then stopped next to Moloch. "Your friend is awake." she said simply, before departing for the Cataract.

Porter bumped into Taylor as he entered the main hall, not thinking where he was going as his mind traveled, "Oh haha... didn't see you there. We were leaving, right?"

[QUOTE] "Gather your things and get on the Cataract." she said simply, before departing from the room. [/QUOTE] Before Taylor had left, the ayatollah made one last mocking remark. "Oh before you leave, Ms. Caine, do tell Mr. Janos he has done a huge favor for my people! He has my utterly endless gratitude as I would not be aware of Mr. Frosty had he not turned him over to Lord Moloch!"

[János, you done fucked it up!]

[QUOTE]Porter bumped into Taylor as he entered the main hall, not thinking where he was going as his mind traveled, "Oh haha... didn't see you there. We were leaving, right?"[/QUOTE] "Yes. Gather your things, and head for the Cataract. Inform everyone else that hasn't already left that they need to do the same." said Taylor. She still looked rather serious. She already had enough to deal with, and even more had just been put on her. But she'd truck on through. Remaining focused on the job. She drew out her tablet as she walked, and sent a message to Hariim. [QUOTE]I'm sure you heard Yanim, but in case you didn't, she needs to speak to us in a bit. Also, gather your belongings because we're moving to the Cataract." - T. Caine[/QUOTE]

Sledge grabbed a few hammers, pairs of jeans, and tank tops from the shuttlecraft, either forgot or ignored his stuff on the Muramasa and invited Squish to bunk in the same room with him and Hercules. "It'll be fun!" he said, "Plus I figure if you lose control again Herc and I have the best chance of keeping you from shredding our new ship."

Moloch, entering Frosty's cabin only to find him sleeping on his bed, sends a message from Frosty's datapad to Taylor. [quote]Captain, I do hope this is not a joke as it is not funny. Mr. Frosty is still asleep and appears not to have moved an inch from where I have left him. Despite this, I have heard the announcement and I will be moving both our belongings into the other ship shortly. Though Mr. Frosty may need someone to help him move. - Molo.[/quote]

Taylor looked down at her holotablet as soon as she felt it vibrate. She pulled it out and checked it to see Moloch's message. [QUOTE]Its no trick. You can ask Markus. I spoke to him with Markus in the room for a few moments. Anyway, it apparently was the [I][B]real[/B][/I] Frosty. The one you remember, and not the one that has been part of our crew. He might have reverted and passed out after I left. Anyway, check with Porter. He can help you since he's still aboard. - T. Caine[/QUOTE]

Bucky drops what she's doing and heads to the meeting with Yanim. She's nervously curious, Yanim hasn't ever displayed that much concern nor interest for Bucky before. She gives Yanim a respectful nod and gets comfortable.

Yanim waited around near the Muramasa's ramp for a while. Eventually Markus, and then Bucky, made their way down, but there was no sign of János for the time being. She was visibly annoyed, grumbling under her breath in Kanad about how it was doing the android no good to hide from her. When the other two had reached her, she beckoned them to follow, and they took a walk around the perimeter of the hangar. "There are things," Yanim begins, looking at nothing in particular, "certain things, which I will not tolerate at any level of this company. I've been looking at the mission notes, reading reports, watching the video you took and the audio you recorded, but I still can't fathom," Yanim said in increasing volume as she stopped in her tracks, suddenly pivoting to face Markus, "what the hell you were thinking, threatening to 'rip off Bucky's head and use her body as a sex doll!?"

As soon as the announcement came through Maddox cursed loudly. He stopped working and began the tedious effort of packing up the entire armory; weapons, ammo, tools, utilities and workshop machines. Thankfully he had a small army of hovercarts at his disposal which soon formed a line throughout the room. Stacked to the maximum were several lockboxes with crewmember names labeled on them, crates full of unfinished and reserve weapons, reinforced munition boxes and machines covered with blue synthcloth tarps. Having connected all the carts to his tablet Maddox sent a message to the crew: [quote]Attention crew! Sensitive cargo in motion. Live munition in play. Watch your step and do NOT bump into or interfere with any moving hovercarts. Mad[/quote] Slowly the miniature convoy began to move through the ship with Maddox monitoring it. The hovercarts floated down the cargobay ramp and into the massive hangar outside where they formed into several columns. Maddox remained on the ship while observing.

Markus raised both his eyebrows that then quickly formed into a frown, "You listen 'ere now, Boss lady. When yer fuckin' engineer thinks that I don' like 'er personally she thinks it's best to threaten to zap me with the fuckin electrical lines under my bloody room!" he said in a raised, angry, voice. He could not believe that all was being placed on him, but he wouldn't back down. He bent down so that his head was on Yanim's level, "An' last time I checked, I wunnt in my bloody job description to get lessons in feelins and take shit from some fuckin cheeky robot cunt 'ho runs on energy drinks and semen." he said in a now lower voice, but still noticeably agitated.

Jason sighs as he's left alone again. with nothing to do he gets a holopad and types to Neasha [QUOTE]<:: Subject: Stuff I wanted to get <:: To: Neasha <:: From: Jason So I heard some talks that we get three items that we want, here's the list. 1.The complete Sherlock Holmes trilogy. Might as well pass the time right? 2.The X35 Assault/SMG gun, I'll have fun with this one. 3.A Holotech™ Terrain Scanner, you know. the ones that can spot bad guys. [/QUOTE] Jason double-checks the things he put and sent them to Neasha. he puts down the holopad and muttered to himself. "I'm pretty sure the parents of the ones who ordered porn are going to be so ashamed."

Yanim slapped Markus across the face without hesitation. "Has it not occurred to you that you and everyone else on that ship only survived because your lone active engineer pulled triple duty? For all your big talk, you'd be a frozen husk floating in the void of the border zone if it weren't for her. You treated her like an object; [I]no shit[/I] she's going to impress upon you how hard, how dangerous things would be if you foster contempt and animosity. And another thing- you keep telling people about your job. You work for [B]me.[/B] I'll tell you what your job is- and it certainly doesn't include cowardice. When your kadaren were fighting for their lives in the sewer beneath Vohmdash, you were halfway up a ladder, afraid to commit like everyone else. And don't think that I don't know what you told your captain when the mission and the ship were on the line." Yanim narrowed her eyes in disgust. "You are a small man, Koval. Do better or get the hell off my ship."

[I]"Captain? Oh, captian!"[/I] shouted Moloch as he hurried up to Taylor. Frosty's unconscious body was sagging over his shoulder, with every step he took shaking him like a misbehaving baby. [I]"I have a simple question if you do not mind answering it."[/I]