[@Doc Doctor] Had Donny shot the Symbot in the head, the exolining (its skin) will have been shredded, though the alloy skeleton would remain, and also the tertiary motor functions, such as speech. Symbot’s, as the name might suggest, are specifically made to mimic an already existing life form, in this case Pycin. Generally, they are controlled by the real person themselves by way of a temporal receptor that is attached to the users temple. Symbot’s don’t wear wrist devices, though. Like most androids Bots and Cyborgs – with the exception of those being used for specific purposes of deception – they don’t wear the usual wrist devises that real living people wear. Instead, they have a built in teleporter array. Donny wouldn’t have seen and wrist device on the Pycin Symbot. In another room that looks almost identical to the room that Donny is in, the real Pycin is still seated at his desk with a temporal transceiver attached to his temple. He is watching Donny’s holographic template move around his office, perfectly mimicking the real Donny’s behavior in the duplicate room. In this office, the real office, the holographic representation of Pycin’s Symbot is also lying on the floor, interacting with the holographic Donny. Pycin now opens his mouth to speak once again, answering Donny’s request, while the Symbot in the room with the real Donny mimics his speech, saying; “Don’t confuse what you know about politics with those of the Quatis, Donny. My own seat is secure until I die or become otherwise incapacitated. At that point, I won’t really give a shit anymore anyway. That aside, you have no need to concern yourself. My Symbot has provided you all you will need to perform the task at hand.” The Symbot at Donny’s feet pauses, to add patiently; “Look to the desk again, Donny. Beside the cigar is a new Transect (wrist device). It will take you freely from ship to ship, only among non-restricted areas. That freedom is already yours. Once you’ve killed Dino you can have his personal ship. It is fitted with everything you request for after the job is done. You can’t have it while he’s still alive…. Still, I’m willing to make a compromise for you. But only this one…. Don’t make me regret this.” Pause. “…Securing a temporary shuttle for you will take a little time. I suggest you use that time wisely. I’ll send you directly to the flight simulators on the 18th floor. Learn to pilot a craft, Donny. I’ll then provide you the shuttle. It won’t be anything special, but it will get you around until Dino is dead. Once the shuttle is ready I’ll message you its location and the spatial coordinates of Dino Gavon. After that, you can then use the new Transect to track him. I have, as mentioned earlier, given you your own living quarter’s two doors down from his own on board the Egress. This should help. In your Transect you will find Dino’s personal access codes. With them you can enter his own chambers. Try and keep the proceedings discrete, Donny. We don’t want other members of the Quatis to know what you are up to. And one more thing… Donny. Kill him slow… make it hurt…. Do that for me, my wife, my baby girl.” Pause. “If there is nothing else, I will transport you to the flight simulation sector. I’ll inform you when your temporary shuttle is ready and provide you Dino’s spatial coordinates. I do suggest you get some rest, no sense in rushing this. So sleep. Have some food in the mess hall. If you like, you can access Dino’s personnel files by way of the interface terminal in his personal chambers. Best be prepared. Do not underestimate him. His cockiness is his greatest weakness.” Donny can’t exit this room on his own, but if takes the cigar and Transect from the desk and agrees with these conditions, Pycin would then be teleport him from this room directly to the flight simulation sector, or another room of Donny's choice. Meanwhile, in the real Grand Ministers office, Pycin will remove the interface from his temple and the Symbot will power down completely. “Good luck, Donny.” [hr] [@Metatrooper] “Good relationships built on trust, you say?” Was the Pilan’s first response. “Is that like my wife letting Dino lick her tentacles?” Palin smirked. It may have been meant as joke, had it not been for the underlining truth behind it. He then reaches into a pocket of his pants and produces a small tablet-like device in a fashion that suggests he had been expecting Meta to ask for it. He tosses it on the table for Meta to read over: Tablet reads as follows: [hider=Dino Gavon][indent][indent][indent][indent][indent][indent][indent][indent] [b]Dino Gavon:[/b] First Admiral. [b]Marital status:[/b] Single. [b]Next of kin:[/b] Parents deceased. Two known offspring. Females: Amiah Kayt and Sahmi Tels. Offspring personnel files NA. [b]Service History:[/b] - [b]First instance:[/b] Karnin Civil War. Third Rank secret Ops Officer. Extensive Intel unwarranted. File restricted. - [b]Second instance:[/b] Karnin Civil war. Second Rank Secret Ops Officer. Extensive Intel warranted. Sixteen medallions of Quatis honor and Bravery. File Data: Data Expunged. - [b]Third instance:[/b] First Lieutenant, Gold Class. File Data: Data Expunged. - [b]Fourth Instance:[/b] First Gamma. Quatis Global War. Infiltration of hostile force. Objective successful. File Data: Dino Gavon, First Gamma physical Injury. Classification: Casualty. Resuscitation required. [b]Medical Update:[/b] Status Rebuild. Cybernetic and structural enhancements. [b]Rebuild Stats:[/b] Skeletal frame replaced by Triobsidium construct. Responsive Turbine Receptor (RTR) implants applied to all joints. [b]Current Physical Diagnostics:[/b] Enhanced tertiary cybernetic physical abilities. - Fifth Service History Instance: Promotion. Tertiary Cybernetic enhances Quatisoid appointed to First Admiral. Assigned as acting captain to the Quatis flag ship, Egress. Current Primary Weapon Status: First Admiral’s Quantum rifle. First Admiral’s Transect. [b][u][color=00bfff]First Admiral’s Quantum Rifle Combat Stats[/color][/u][/b] [i][b]Quantum Pulse (QP)[/b][/i] – Subatomic molecule disrupting energy pulse. Range effect adaptable on a scale of 1-10. Setting 1=16 cm radius. setting 10=10meters radius. Obliteration of all constructs within a setting of containment. [i][b]Sonic Pulse (SP)[/b][/i] – Vibrational Disrupter. Range effect adaptable on a scale of 1-10. Destabilization of structural matter within a setting of containment. See Quantum Pulse for containment parameters. [i][b]Photonic Piercing Charge (PPC)[/b][/i] – Photonic discharge. Narrow Ray Assault, AKA; condensed light capsules. Intensity scaled 1-5. Scale 1=200Celcius contained heat dart. Scale 5=1000Celcius contained heat dart. All heat charges released on impact. [i][b]Electro Pelt(EP)[/b][/i]: Piercing Explosive Electric Charge. Stun Pelt Setting 1-5. Single Setting 1=500,000 volts (926 watts). Setting 5=2’500,000 volts. [i][b]Airgun(AG)[/b][/i]: Nitrogen-field Condensed air bullet. 10.0 Ns. Air bullet density= 0,01134 kg/cm^3. Air bullet Nitrogen containment integrity effective up to 200mtr. Fully and semi-automatic settings. Fully automatic – Setting 1: 400rounds per second. Setting 2=6500rounds per second. (inoperable in Nitrogen free atmospheres) (note: this is Admiral ranking rifle settings only) [/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent][/hider] Palin then chuckles at Meta’s third request, but casually taps his finger on the desk while thinking on the matter. “You should really upgrade your repair systems. That said… I’ll assemble a small crew to repair the remainder of your systems.” He looks at Meta’s extended hand for moment, considering the behavior. It wasn’t an unknown form of physical agreement, it just wasn’t one the Quatis used. Nevertheless, Palin takes Meta’s hand and gives it a shake; saying; “I’m sure you’re confident in your abilities, Meta. But don’t underestimate Dino. Greater have fallen by his hand.” He releases Meta’s hand, rests back in his chair as though a great burden had been lifted from him. “I’ll transport you back to your vessel. Once your ship has been repaired I’ll send you Dino’s spatial coordinates. If you are contacted by anyone else, [i]anyone[/i] but me personally, ignore it. You and I are the only ones supposed to know about this. Good luck. Don’t die.” Assuming Meta has nothing further to say, he is transported back to The Tempest in a blink of an eye. He is accompanied by a Quatis repair crew who await his instruction. [hr] “Whatever you say, my mechanical dude.” Rufus replies to the ASP and starts following. He shoves the bag of weed in his pocket as he’s walking, taking in the sights of the ship like he were a paying visitor to a futuristic museum. “Really wish I didn’t leave my cell at home ay. So hey, dudes,” He looks back at the second droid, ”Where ya’ll taken Rufus?” [hr] [@CmdrAlfieq][@Quote5] Ernest doesn’t get a response from Fanny. But while he is taking the initiative to allocate specific people from the planet - and while Siren attempts to negotiate with the rude operator - the most unexpected thing happens: Twelve blue lights appear near the orbit of Iceolia. Each light is the size of a small moon and have taken on the following formation. [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/0GlrBo9.png[/img][/center] At the center of the lights a void within space opens (as seen in the grey area in the image). The lights give off no scientific readings. In fact they show up on scanners as nothing more than light. But they are obviously more than that. The void within the light formation has a 15,000 kilometers diameter (9,320.5679 miles) and has a heavy, though slow, gravitational pull, more than strong enough to pull in MASGC Space Station and Rodia into it. Ernest can also feel the pull of the anomalous light formation attempting to lift him off the ground. It will only be a matter of minutes before he is removed from the planet’s surface. Decisions better be made quickly, or none of them are going to be saved. He needs to make decisions. Now. [hr] [@Quote5] Rufus is already seated, so there was no reason to stoop down to shake the plush hand of Ramrod. Still, Rufus is a little confused. He doesn’t understand a word of what Ramrod is saying. He does feel a little giddy by the cat though, giggling in a dopey way as the plush is talking. After he finished talking, Rufus just assumes Ramrod said yes to his offer. He instantly starts rolling a joint while saying; “I have no idea what you just said, my little furry dude, but allow Rufus to do the honors.” It doesn’t take long for Rufus to roll a nice dooby. He lights it up and holds it out for Ramrod to take when suddenly the orange shrub that had followed Ramrod to that point shoves Ranrod out the way. It grabs the joint between two twigs and runs off down the path that Ramrod had arrived by, making a giggly sound as he flees. “Yo, tree dude – that’s just rude, right?” Rufus cries out like his life was gonna soon come to an end. Picking up Ramrod by one arm, he gives chase after the shrub. “Give us back our joint, little tree dude!” [hr] [@Oh no my soup] Magnus starts to feel more effects of the tree outside trying to get to him. The tree wraps its limbs around the vessel, picks it up, then starts shaking it like it was trying to empty nuts from a jar. While Magnus is being thrown around inside the ship, SANDRA’s communication display receives an audio message from the planet-size life-form known as Fanny. “Magnus, my darling, are you okay? I have a really bad feeling. I think daddy may have found out about our forbidden love. I’m coming – just you hold on tight!” Following that, the ship stops shaking and a moment later the door to the ship is forced open by the tree. Bees, hundreds of them, flood into the ship. The bees take on the form of a muscular man that stands in front of Magnus and speaks: “Filthy human spawn. What are your intentions with my daughter?” [hr] [@Dartbored Fairy][@Prima Luce] Dino is stunned to see Pirila start running towards her friend, Mili. Anyone, even a savage like Pirila, could see that the situation didn’t add up. Thinking fast, he sets his rifle to sonic pulse, level 3, and fires at the roof of the passage. The shot causes the stone roof of the passage to come apart. A barrier of rocks fall to the floor of the passage between Pirila and Mili, blocking access. Pirila can’t go any further without removing the wall of rocks from her path. “Settle down, woman!” Dino now moves forward and grabs Pirila’s firmly by the shoulder, showing her the display in his wrist device. “Look here. Two reading are showing up, one of Mili and one of her abductor.” Meanwhile, Cas lunges after Hida. Doing more than he needs to, he tackles the girl to the floor of the passage. He’s now lying on top of her, face to face, he looks into her eyes; “You’re so brave and smart….” Dino then furrows his brow at Cas, he can’t quite believe what is going on. “What the hell has gotten into you, Nerd!? Can’t any of my subordinates act in the slightest way professional? Get on your feet, man!” Cas stands and helps Hida to her feet. He looks at Dino a little embarrassed. “Forgive me, admiral, I can’t help myself. She’s so adorable. I want to know what her tentacles taste like.” With a shake of his head, an effort to cast off his unprofessional thoughts, Cas checks his wrist devise and refers to the important matter at hand, adding; “What are your plans, Admiral? It’s clear that the abductor is fucking with us.”