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Tales From Landrunia: Ten Thousand Suns

Molly Agaphira

_{Fourteen Hours Ago}

"This is Davis, we're all set on my end," Engineer Davis reported through his comm. The destroyer Wulfmageddon had been on edge for the past two days. The Wulfmageddon was getting ready for something big, though junior enlisted members of the crew like himself hadn't been told too much about their task. What he did know was that they were going to be intercepting a bulk freighter, named the Gargantuan Giant Garry, carrying a whole load of who-knows-what. A corvette could easily have swept in to escort the freighter to a shipping port of some kink to be searcher properly, which told him that the freighter definitely wasn't some pansy target. It could have been a Q-Ship, or something even better than that. Rumour had it that the freighter may have a load of hi-tech goodies, enough to get even a lowly engineer like himself a decent hit from the prize money of capturing the ship, but the rumours went even higher than that. There were some whispers going around that the Gargantuan Giant Garry was supporting something big with it's shipment, perhaps some kind of large terrorist organisation, and was a juicy target for a Commodore looking for a pat on the head. Maybe even-

"Hey dazy-brain, you good down there?" Called a feminine voice. Davis turned his head back from the ducts he had squeezed himself between. As his eyes settled upon Martha Pillion, a smile met his lips. Martha had joined the crew recently, a transfer over from the Indrid Valley to help bolster the numbers a little. Extra marines on board for the boarding of the freighter put a bit more stress on the Life Support System, and so a couple more engineers had been needed to keep an eye on the system. Davis hoped Martha was a permanent transfer - she was gorgeous, and Davis was willing to shoot his shot; At least, when he wasn't deep into piping ducts. "I don't want you getting stuck down there!"

"I'm fine! Will's got me down here looking for rodents and shit. Doesn't want them nesting in the heat and chewing on cables," Davis called back, pushing himself a bit deeper. Now that he was further into the ducts, he could hear something, though he wasn't sure what it was that was tapping away at some unseen metal. He only saw what was possibly making the sound as he squeezed between a pair of utility mounts - it was a small box looking thing, about the size of his boot. He guessed that whatever it was, something was stuck in the mechanism, but he didn't actually know what it was.

Then, a sharp pain, worse than anything he had ever felt in his life. He opened his mouth to speak however nothing came out, it took Davis a moment to realise he had been stabbed, a knife straight through the back of the neck, going straight into the back of his throat. He dropped to the ground like a sack of bricks, the life fading from him quickly. Someone picked up his hand, pressing it against something they were holding - was that his comm? It had the same orange highlights that he had put on it to stop losing it. Whoever it was, they pressed his finger against the panic button, triggering it, before getting up to leave him - why had they done that? Did they want someone to find him dead? He caught glance of the individual as they began to leave before letting out a little gurgle, all he could manage as he began to slip away into the afterlife. It had been Martha. Martha had killed him. All Davis could do was curse her in his mind before he finally lost the little life he had left. An hour later, Wulfmageddon's drive system went offline.

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_{The Present}

It took three minutes for the connection between the Elucidora and the communication node to be established. It was likely due the heavy encryption scheme that was forming between the ship and the node, and the node with another distant location. Molly knew that the shadowy supervisors of the White Ashes did not bounce their signal off of just one node but several in order to mask their location. And even then, there were other tricks that they employed, perhaps even some that Molly herself couldn't think of. Three minutes was enough time for Molly to finish packing away the engineer's uniform, and scrub the ID Card so that she could re-use it later; Martha Pillion would be no more, marked as having perished aboard the Wulfmageddon as it's primary drive detonated.

A light on the communication's panel flashed twice, paired with a trio of beeps. The communication's line had been established, and someone had picked it up. Molly reaches over the shoulder of the pilot's seat and picks up the headset - she could have easily began speaking without it, but there was no issue with clearer audio where she could find it. She paused for long enough to note that nobody was speaking on the other side, no questions from the receiver of the transmission. That was a silent checkmark for the legitimacy of the receiver in being a White Ashes handler. Therefore, she spoke first, starting the handshake.

"A white cat in a black fog."
"I am a wizard. What do I see?"
"A tower in the mist, a flower in the wind."
"A tower of flowers, purring in the misty wind. Continue."

"Wulfmageddon is out of play. Her drives are completely offline. I've wiped myself clean off their system, I'm a ghost now. They are aware that it is sabotage, as requested." Molly says, closing the cargo compartment she had been sorting. Making it clear that it was sabotage by triggering one of her unfortunate victims' panic button was part of the plan, though it did mean the little bit of extra effort needed by the Qrura Worm to wipe her from the system as if she'd never been there. The Gargantuan Giant Garry was not actually an affiliate of the White Ashes, just an unfortunate ship who got the attention of the Feds, which the White Ashes were using to their advantage. By putting the Wulfmageddon out of commission and making it clear it was sabotage, just before the ship executed an operation to intercept the bulk freighter, it made it obvious that someone was trying to protect the Gargantuan Giant Garry. The Feds would take a day to realise the Wulfmageddon wasn't going to go after the freighter, another day to fetch a few more ships to go after it due to it's clear importance, and then another few days scratching their head as they find absolutely nothing on the freighter except a couple of scared crewmen. In the meanwhile, associates of the White Ashes would be able to continue operating unhindered for the new few weeks. She found it funny that a couple of separate gangs were willing to duke it out with eachother over a crate of cheeseballs, but were also willing to gather a couple million credits to give to the White Ashes in exchange for a little bit of help - after all, White Ashes were expensive, and their few operatives were valuable. Not just anyone could ask for them, and they were just lucky that one of their leaders had a little bit of clout.

Molly lifted the back of the pilot seat, folding it completely forward, before lowering the bed so she could climb onto it and tug the blankets over herself. One would have shown amusement at the fact she was talking to her handler, which may as well have been the equivalent of talking to a military superior, whilst she was laying in bed, but it didn't matter. The communications were audio-only, and people got their rest where they could - in this case, the rest was talking to the Handler. She shut her eyes, her hand feeling for a panel on the wall beside her before dragging her fingers down, the gentle falling of her fingers joined by the slow dimming of the lights. "Congratulations on a job well done," the Handler says, his voice calm and neutral, as if he was just having a normal conversation with her. If there was one thing different about White Ashes communications to military communications, it was that not everyone sounded tough, because they didn't need to be. Handlers and Operatives could talk about whatever they wanted for as long as either didn't receive a different transmission they needed to answer. "You're free until something else comes up. Planning on anything?"

"Other than a nap, nothing. Let me know if something else pops up, I'm in a working mood," Molly says, rolling onto her side. The Handler said his goodbyes before closing the transmission. He'd contact her again if something did come up that needed her or was in a close enough proximity that she could check out. On the other hand, if something turned up on her end - which wasn't likely - she could mark her status as occupied and do as she pleased. But for the time being, Molly closed her eyes, and waited for herself to either drift away into a dream, or to open her eyes to the beeping of the communications panel.

Tales From Landrunia: Ten Thousand Suns

Molly Agaphira

Molly Agaphira

Codename Wicked Falcon

Human | Female | 25

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Appearance

Molly stands at a height of 5'6 and a weight of 127lbs. She has a slim, ectomorphic build as well as a small bust, and has a pair of blue eyes and slightly wavy blonde hair which can be found rolling a few inches past her shoulders and onto her back; most of the time, her hair is tied into a loose ponytail or just left completely loose, though often in the latter case will be brushed as to not let any loose hair droop over her face. Molly will often wear a confident little smirk on her lips, and may have her head tilted to the side if she's interested in a topic - whilst she does this subconsciously, she has enough self control to stop herself from doing it if she wants to keep a straight face.

Apparel-wise, Molly is not particularly strict. She can be found wearing anything from a light dress to a simple shirt and pants, all the way up to full military deployment gear if it calls for it - though this is often when she's being overkill, as in most situations she can rely on the ENDLESS (see gear).

Personality

Molly understands her own personality to the point where she knows when or if she’s going to have a change in attitude toward something, and is able to control her emotions to the point where she can assume a pseudo-personality; This does not however mean that she is devoid of emotional feeling, as just with anyone, under the right circumstances she can be driven to frustration or displeasure. Under normal circumstances, Molly is typically a calm individual who enjoys the thrill of life and living free. Despite what she does, she isn’t entirely evil, finding that continuous negative acts may lead to nothing, however she plays by the mindset that you need a little evil to make the good all the more precious.

The easiest way to form any kind of positive reaction from Molly is for an individual to display that they have common sense, something that Molly feels a vast majority of individuals lack. In addition to this, Molly enjoys animals for their variety and beauty, and enjoys intuition and inventiveness. Jokes are also a way to get on Molly’s good side, and she is quite accustomed and amused by dark humour in particular, admiring it’s way of bringing light to something that is dark, whilst at the same time keeping the darkness present.

On the other hand, Molly has a particular dislike to repetitive mistakes, either by a person or a group of persons such as a department, and while tolerant and understanding of the odd slip-up, is under the belief that by the time something could go wrong multiple times, it should have been resolved. She also dislikes pointlessness; even fidgeting has the purpose of entertainment. When something is truly pointless, it’s a negative.

Reputation

Molly herself is not known widespread, however the organisation that she is involved in is known galaxywide. The White Ashes are the nightmares that creep in the back of politician's heads, fearing becoming their next target. Likely, if Molly was captured and identified to be an operative of the White Ashes, her captors would gain fame for having done so - for as long as they lasted afterwards. The only Molly-identifying name that may be used widespread is her codename within the White Ashes, the Wicked Falcon, however she is not publicly linked to this codename.

History

Molly's History

Galaxies are large places. One person was but a speck, an atom, compared to the size that a Galaxy could hold. At the same time, that one atom can explode, and can have a significant impact on everything around it. An atom of diamond amongst those of stone.

Molly was born biologically fit and mentally sound by thanks to her heritage, her parents pouring in money to make sure that their daughter was just as perfect as they were, and their parents before them. Being perfect meant opportunities in life, which ultimately lead to success in life. Perfection of course is and would always be an impossibility, however private education and life coaches would help to build Molly's life for her, to prepare her life in front of her like it was a book just waiting for her to follow it's linear lines until the very end. She was going to grow up to hold a position high in society, to attend grand parties, clink glasses of wine with other snobby individuals, and then end it all by pumping out the next generation so that the cycle could continue. Such was the life of a politician's daughter.

The problem with such a perfect, linear life was the lack of freedom. What her parents wanted for her, Molly did not, and so actively began to look for ways to displease them, to escape from them, and eventually to harm them. This was caused indirectly by herself, as she began exploring the darknet of her home planet in spite of her parents - it resulted in contact by a member of the darknet that lured her in. The young daughter of a planet's political council, one that was willing to do anything to claim her life as her own, was a juicy target for subversion. The people who Molly began to communicate to had power; It wasn't power like her parents, like other politicians, or like those who stood in the chief positions of hard working companies. Instead, their power came from their skills, their experience, and in order to get the job done they loaned their experience to Molly, offered her a learning experience that she would never get under the rule that her parents imposed on her - that they imposed on the rest of the planet.

And so Molly began to learn how to break things; It was nothing major, nothing significant, for that would come later once she had proven herself. As for what she had to to do to prove herself, that was quite simple; she had to feed data to her benefactors, to provide them what they needed to give her parents, and the planetary council, a bad day. Security systems were tough, particularly when the information you were trying to get was that of the planet's leaders, however Molly's benefactors helped her through everything that she needed to do to please them, her driving force being the thrill that this provided, merged with an urge for freedom and heavy distaste for her parents. In the day, Molly studied, and during her free times, she was learning what she could from people that were actually trying to teach her things that weren't what side of the plate the silver spoon sat on.

Soon, breaking into her parents' computers to access their email accounts was nothing to Molly, and neither was the ramifications behind sending false emails out - and covering up everything to maintain the presence that she wasn't involved whatsoever; Her grades, after all, were excellent! The emails, however, were the last step. As they were sent, the Agaphira Estate came under attack, alarms blaring, panic rooms ready for the staff (and of course the Agaphira family themselves) to hide within. Molly didn't make it into a panic room; she fell right into the arms of the attackers, who pulled her out of the Estate, into waiting vehicles, and away. A kidnapping - but one that was agreed upon by both captor and captive.

Hiding out for two weeks, Molly was able to observe the downfall of the planet before her very eyes. The denouncing of the planetary government and it's council, work of not just herself, but the effort of a few. Years of preparation was put into action, with an emergency council being formed of a few specially select governmental figures that were allowed to stay in their thrones, all of whom had the same goal and decided on it as soon as their competition were knocked out of the way - the freedom of millions of slaves that worked for the planet. Suddenly, these slaves, now free, stopped working for their masters. There was a sudden economic crisis as products that the slaves worked to create were no longer being created by slaves that were no longer working. Riots sparked, the remaining members of the council were thrown away, and from there, everything just started to go downhill. Once Molly's benefactors had seen enough to gauge their work as successful, they began to pull the few members they had on the planet up and away. Molly, the newest member of the White Ashes, was then lifted from the planet - she didn't bother to work out what happened to her parents.

For years after, Molly worked under the White Ashes as one of their elusive members. At the beginning, she had a mentor, a senior operative of the White Ashes named Kaden - and he was one of the few people that she ever knew within the White Ashes. Members could always identify eachother through many tricks should they come across eachother, however they only ever knew a few out of the few hundred that roamed the galaxy. As she developed and grew in her skills and experience, Kaden acted as Molly's lifeline, the one she received her orders and updates from, and the one who trained her until the point from which she could start to train herself. The White Ashes were feared - many knew their name, few encountered them in the vastness of the galaxy. After all, anyone would fear those who were able to take down planets. To them, performing acts such as hacking into planetary datanets, assassinating key figures, and even hijacking battlecruisers was fun and games - and was exactly what Molly learned to do, and did." As she graduated to the point where she no longer needed a mentor, Kaden in fact became more than a mentor, much more, and the two would try to meet up wherever and whenever they could.

Until Kaden began to fear his own position. Molly had developed into a very skilled operative of the White Ashes. It was likely that she was going to grow higher and higher in their ranks - and likely higher than him if he didn't do anything about it. And so, whilst both worked together on the icy planet of Tsalana IV, Kaden decided to leave her for dead. After spending a night in bed together in a Snowroamer that they were 'borrowing', Kaden kicked Molly out into the snow, leaving her out to die whilst he drove back to civilisation. In a last ditch effort, by injecting herself with cryopotiline that was kept in her kit for her stay at Tsalana IV, she was able to save herself - at least, long enough to be found. Though she was frozen, the cryopotiline prevented ice crystals from forming in her cells, and twelve days later she was found by a group of explorers in a Snowroamer and taken to hospital to be revived. However, it took a full seven months of recovery for Molly to enter full strength again - with the new goal of killing Kaden.

The actions of Kaden were not sanctioned by the White Ashes, who were surprised to find that an operative that had been identified as dead by him was suddenly coming back from the grave seven months later. Thus, Molly was assigned to eliminate him, and to take over his current operation of destroying the heavy cruiser Slannal Pride, which was also his present location. Driven by her personal goal of killing Kaden, Molly managed to board the Slannal Pride by integrating herself with the heavy cruiser's crew during shore leave, adding herself onto the crew's roster under an alias. Molly moved with irony: She framed Kaden just as he taught her to frame her parents and the other governmental figures back on her home planet. The charges that were brought upon him called for an audience with the captain. Molly knew that upon being charged and scheduled for execution Kaden would try to fight his way out - and he'd probably succeed, if she wasn't there.

A day later, Molly observed the Slannal Pride as it plunged into the local star system's sun. Escape pods were fluttering around, their transmitters begging for help from any passing starship, however one escape pod mattered, and it was the one that she was guiding into the sun to join the ship from which it came. A direct feed to the pod allowed Molly to listen to the panic in Kaden's voice as his pod grew warmer and warmer, and then became no more. Satisfied with her work, Molly left the scene to continue her story amongst the stars.

Gear

Gear - Weapons

Zure-7 SMG

_{Zure-7 SMG}

The Zure-7 is the latest model in the Zure line of SMG by Inkalov Weapons, in their adventure to try and make their SMGs as compact as possible whilst still retaining effectiveness. The Zure-7 features an integrated suppressor and an effective recoil control system to keep the weapon from lifting too much when holding down the trigger. It also features rails for attaching additional parts onto the rifle, should the need for extra attachments arise.

EX7B-LRTPR

_{EX7B Long Range Target Prosecution Rifle (EX7B-LRTPR)}

Designed by Nitro-Petro Technologies, the EX7B-LRTPR is a rifle designed for multi-purpose use. Whilst the name defines it as being a long range rifle, the company only named it that in order to obtain the maximum amount of sales for the highest price they could - whilst it does work well at long range, the EX7B works reasonably well as a traditional rifle. It accelerates it's ammunition to extremely high speeds at it's target with little recoil and little sound, allowing it's rounds to punch through even metal. It's only major downfall is that while it's effective, it's bulky and heavy, and not exactly something useful whilst doing room-to-room clearing in tight corridors, more so a weapon that you'd set up at long range to assassinate a target, or hold down the trigger to try and punch through an APC's armour.

C12P-S Sidearms

_{C12P-S Sidearms}

Created by Chiara Arms Industries, the C12P model is a significant upgrade from the previous C11P model. The C12P design has fixed the recoil problem that the C11P was plagued with, and in addition comes with mounting points for various attachments to the weapon, allowing it to be flexible for any kind of situation. The -S variant of the C12P is designed for special forces, made with adjustments created in conjunction with operators from the 11th Special Forces Brigade of Ippel V! The -S variant comes with an additional underbarrel mounting point, as well as an integrated suppressor system to decrease the profile of the pistol by removing the need for an externally suppressed silencer, among other small improvements!
- Chiara Arms Industries' page on the C12P-S sidearm

Carbon-Steel Alloy Knife

_{Carbon-Steel Alloy Knife}

Sometimes, things can get a little close. Molly has a Combat Knife made of a Carbon-Steel alloy that she can use in case she needs to stab at someone. She often carries two of these on her, though doesn't typically use both of them at the same time, making use of hand-and-knife tactics when it comes to hand-to-hand.

Gear - Apparel

As above;
"Apparel-wise, Molly is not particularly strict. She can be found wearing anything from a light dress to a simple shirt and pants, all the way up to full military deployment gear if it calls for it - though this is often when she's being overkill, as in most situations she can rely on the ENDLESS."

ENDLESS

_{ENDLESS - Everport Nano Danger Limitation Endurance Special Suit}

"The Everport Nano Danger Limitation Endurance Special Suit, ENDLESS, is a special Hazardous Operations suit created by Everport Impress, a highly funded military technology company. The suit was created to operate in extremely harsh environments of many kinds, for use by Tier Zero special forces operatives. To do this, it has a multitude of features designed to assist it's users in many situations - those who have the privilege of using one often change what the acronym stands for, naming it the Everything Needs Done, Lovely Everlasting Satisfaction Suit. This is often due to the fact that when they need to go in wearing ENDLESS, shit has hit the fan, and the operatives will be working in the field for a while."

"The ENDLESS, as said, has many features. The baseline for the suit is that it's resistant to light munitions, however it goes much deeper in it's resistances. ENDLESS is able to operate in CBRN (Chemical, Biological, Radioactive, Nuclear) environments, as well as both vacuum and high pressure environments. Whilst it's slim form tank can only hold forty-five minutes of air, scrubbers within the suit allow air to be recycled for up to three hours of use in zero-oxygen environments. In addition, ENDLESS is resistant to most sensors, and has an integrated cloaking system, however whilst in use the cloaking system generates enough heat to be seen on thermal sensors."

"In addition to the suit itself, the helmet provided full encompasses a user's head seamlessly, and includes a voice modulator system to either disguise or amplify (or do both to) the user's voice. It also comes with a Heads Up Display which can provide information to the operator, and visually display the environment in standard visual, low-light, and thermal vision settings, as well as take information from nearby devices and show them on the display, such as overlaying sensor reports."

"The below image is one of our technicians wearing an ENDLESS, though without it's helmet."

- The above is an extract from the documentation of the ENDLESS suit from Everport Impress' document library.

Gear - Ship

The Elucidora

_{The Elucidora}

The Elucidora is a modified Xeretra-B Heavy Fighter that serves as Molly's personal ship. The Elucidora hosts a pair of coilguns under the inner wings of the craft. In addition, the two coilguns that would be under the center of the hull as well as the microcannon have been removed, and instead have been replaced with a single heavy long-barrelled Concentrated ElectroMagnetic Pulse Weapon (CEMPW), allowing for the Elucidora to deal some serious harm to a hostile craft's electronics, including shielding systems. The reduced weight due to the removal of ammunition for the guns that used to be there results in the Elucidora being more manoeuvrable than other fighters of the same type. The Elucidora additionally hosts a cloaking system, which masks it multiple scanner types.

The extra space in the belly due to the lack of ammunition instead now serves as a closet-sized room, which can be accessed either via the topside ammunition hatch (which now serves as an entry hatch) or by climbing behind the pilot's seat. Though small, a foldable bed on the side allows for sleeping, and small storage compartments can store equipment. The Elucidora is also able to enter FTL, however due to fuel consumption is recommended to ride on or within ships for passage.

Gear - Other

Amongst everything listed above, Molly has an encrypted datapad that she can use for noting things down, browsing the local planetary datanet, and general operations. In addition to this, she has a second datapad that is around the size of her palm, which can act as a codebreaker and hacking utility. Molly also has an earpiece communicator.

Tales From Landrunia: Ten Thousand Suns

Finally, I present to you Molly!

Molly Agaphira

Molly Agaphira

Codename Wicked Falcon

Human | Female | 25

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Appearance

Molly stands at a height of 5'6 and a weight of 127lbs. She has a slim, ectomorphic build as well as a small bust, and has a pair of blue eyes and slightly wavy blonde hair which can be found rolling a few inches past her shoulders and onto her back; most of the time, her hair is tied into a loose ponytail or just left completely loose, though often in the latter case will be brushed as to not let any loose hair droop over her face. Molly will often wear a confident little smirk on her lips, and may have her head tilted to the side if she's interested in a topic - whilst she does this subconsciously, she has enough self control to stop herself from doing it if she wants to keep a straight face.

Apparel-wise, Molly is not particularly strict. She can be found wearing anything from a light dress to a simple shirt and pants, all the way up to full military deployment gear if it calls for it - though this is often when she's being overkill, as in most situations she can rely on the ENDLESS (see gear).

Personality

Molly understands her own personality to the point where she knows when or if she’s going to have a change in attitude toward something, and is able to control her emotions to the point where she can assume a pseudo-personality; This does not however mean that she is devoid of emotional feeling, as just with anyone, under the right circumstances she can be driven to frustration or displeasure. Under normal circumstances, Molly is typically a calm individual who enjoys the thrill of life and living free. Despite what she does, she isn’t entirely evil, finding that continuous negative acts may lead to nothing, however she plays by the mindset that you need a little evil to make the good all the more precious.

The easiest way to form any kind of positive reaction from Molly is for an individual to display that they have common sense, something that Molly feels a vast majority of individuals lack. In addition to this, Molly enjoys animals for their variety and beauty, and enjoys intuition and inventiveness. Jokes are also a way to get on Molly’s good side, and she is quite accustomed and amused by dark humour in particular, admiring it’s way of bringing light to something that is dark, whilst at the same time keeping the darkness present.

On the other hand, Molly has a particular dislike to repetitive mistakes, either by a person or a group of persons such as a department, and while tolerant and understanding of the odd slip-up, is under the belief that by the time something could go wrong multiple times, it should have been resolved. She also dislikes pointlessness; even fidgeting has the purpose of entertainment. When something is truly pointless, it’s a negative.

Reputation

Molly herself is not known widespread, however the organisation that she is involved in is known galaxywide. The White Ashes are the nightmares that creep in the back of politician's heads, fearing becoming their next target. Likely, if Molly was captured and identified to be an operative of the White Ashes, her captors would gain fame for having done so - for as long as they lasted afterwards. The only Molly-identifying name that may be used widespread is her codename within the White Ashes, the Wicked Falcon, however she is not publicly linked to this codename.

History

Molly's History

Galaxies are large places. One person was but a speck, an atom, compared to the size that a Galaxy could hold. At the same time, that one atom can explode, and can have a significant impact on everything around it. An atom of diamond amongst those of stone.

Molly was born biologically fit and mentally sound by thanks to her heritage, her parents pouring in money to make sure that their daughter was just as perfect as they were, and their parents before them. Being perfect meant opportunities in life, which ultimately lead to success in life. Perfection of course is and would always be an impossibility, however private education and life coaches would help to build Molly's life for her, to prepare her life in front of her like it was a book just waiting for her to follow it's linear lines until the very end. She was going to grow up to hold a position high in society, to attend grand parties, clink glasses of wine with other snobby individuals, and then end it all by pumping out the next generation so that the cycle could continue. Such was the life of a politician's daughter.

The problem with such a perfect, linear life was the lack of freedom. What her parents wanted for her, Molly did not, and so actively began to look for ways to displease them, to escape from them, and eventually to harm them. This was caused indirectly by herself, as she began exploring the darknet of her home planet in spite of her parents - it resulted in contact by a member of the darknet that lured her in. The young daughter of a planet's political council, one that was willing to do anything to claim her life as her own, was a juicy target for subversion. The people who Molly began to communicate to had power; It wasn't power like her parents, like other politicians, or like those who stood in the chief positions of hard working companies. Instead, their power came from their skills, their experience, and in order to get the job done they loaned their experience to Molly, offered her a learning experience that she would never get under the rule that her parents imposed on her - that they imposed on the rest of the planet.

And so Molly began to learn how to break things; It was nothing major, nothing significant, for that would come later once she had proven herself. As for what she had to to do to prove herself, that was quite simple; she had to feed data to her benefactors, to provide them what they needed to give her parents, and the planetary council, a bad day. Security systems were tough, particularly when the information you were trying to get was that of the planet's leaders, however Molly's benefactors helped her through everything that she needed to do to please them, her driving force being the thrill that this provided, merged with an urge for freedom and heavy distaste for her parents. In the day, Molly studied, and during her free times, she was learning what she could from people that were actually trying to teach her things that weren't what side of the plate the silver spoon sat on.

Soon, breaking into her parents' computers to access their email accounts was nothing to Molly, and neither was the ramifications behind sending false emails out - and covering up everything to maintain the presence that she wasn't involved whatsoever; Her grades, after all, were excellent! The emails, however, were the last step. As they were sent, the Agaphira Estate came under attack, alarms blaring, panic rooms ready for the staff (and of course the Agaphira family themselves) to hide within. Molly didn't make it into a panic room; she fell right into the arms of the attackers, who pulled her out of the Estate, into waiting vehicles, and away. A kidnapping - but one that was agreed upon by both captor and captive.

Hiding out for two weeks, Molly was able to observe the downfall of the planet before her very eyes. The denouncing of the planetary government and it's council, work of not just herself, but the effort of a few. Years of preparation was put into action, with an emergency council being formed of a few specially select governmental figures that were allowed to stay in their thrones, all of whom had the same goal and decided on it as soon as their competition were knocked out of the way - the freedom of millions of slaves that worked for the planet. Suddenly, these slaves, now free, stopped working for their masters. There was a sudden economic crisis as products that the slaves worked to create were no longer being created by slaves that were no longer working. Riots sparked, the remaining members of the council were thrown away, and from there, everything just started to go downhill. Once Molly's benefactors had seen enough to gauge their work as successful, they began to pull the few members they had on the planet up and away. Molly, the newest member of the White Ashes, was then lifted from the planet - she didn't bother to work out what happened to her parents.

For years after, Molly worked under the White Ashes as one of their elusive members. At the beginning, she had a mentor, a senior operative of the White Ashes named Kaden - and he was one of the few people that she ever knew within the White Ashes. Members could always identify eachother through many tricks should they come across eachother, however they only ever knew a few out of the few hundred that roamed the galaxy. As she developed and grew in her skills and experience, Kaden acted as Molly's lifeline, the one she received her orders and updates from, and the one who trained her until the point from which she could start to train herself. The White Ashes were feared - many knew their name, few encountered them in the vastness of the galaxy. After all, anyone would fear those who were able to take down planets. To them, performing acts such as hacking into planetary datanets, assassinating key figures, and even hijacking battlecruisers was fun and games - and was exactly what Molly learned to do, and did." As she graduated to the point where she no longer needed a mentor, Kaden in fact became more than a mentor, much more, and the two would try to meet up wherever and whenever they could.

Until Kaden began to fear his own position. Molly had developed into a very skilled operative of the White Ashes. It was likely that she was going to grow higher and higher in their ranks - and likely higher than him if he didn't do anything about it. And so, whilst both worked together on the icy planet of Tsalana IV, Kaden decided to leave her for dead. After spending a night in bed together in a Snowroamer that they were 'borrowing', Kaden kicked Molly out into the snow, leaving her out to die whilst he drove back to civilisation. In a last ditch effort, by injecting herself with cryopotiline that was kept in her kit for her stay at Tsalana IV, she was able to save herself - at least, long enough to be found. Though she was frozen, the cryopotiline prevented ice crystals from forming in her cells, and twelve days later she was found by a group of explorers in a Snowroamer and taken to hospital to be revived. However, it took a full seven months of recovery for Molly to enter full strength again - with the new goal of killing Kaden.

The actions of Kaden were not sanctioned by the White Ashes, who were surprised to find that an operative that had been identified as dead by him was suddenly coming back from the grave seven months later. Thus, Molly was assigned to eliminate him, and to take over his current operation of destroying the heavy cruiser Slannal Pride, which was also his present location. Driven by her personal goal of killing Kaden, Molly managed to board the Slannal Pride by integrating herself with the heavy cruiser's crew during shore leave, adding herself onto the crew's roster under an alias. Molly moved with irony: She framed Kaden just as he taught her to frame her parents and the other governmental figures back on her home planet. The charges that were brought upon him called for an audience with the captain. Molly knew that upon being charged and scheduled for execution Kaden would try to fight his way out - and he'd probably succeed, if she wasn't there.

A day later, Molly observed the Slannal Pride as it plunged into the local star system's sun. Escape pods were fluttering around, their transmitters begging for help from any passing starship, however one escape pod mattered, and it was the one that she was guiding into the sun to join the ship from which it came. A direct feed to the pod allowed Molly to listen to the panic in Kaden's voice as his pod grew warmer and warmer, and then became no more. Satisfied with her work, Molly left the scene to continue her story amongst the stars.

Gear

Gear - Weapons

Zure-7 SMG

_{Zure-7 SMG}

The Zure-7 is the latest model in the Zure line of SMG by Inkalov Weapons, in their adventure to try and make their SMGs as compact as possible whilst still retaining effectiveness. The Zure-7 features an integrated suppressor and an effective recoil control system to keep the weapon from lifting too much when holding down the trigger. It also features rails for attaching additional parts onto the rifle, should the need for extra attachments arise.

EX7B-LRTPR

_{EX7B Long Range Target Prosecution Rifle (EX7B-LRTPR)}

Designed by Nitro-Petro Technologies, the EX7B-LRTPR is a rifle designed for multi-purpose use. Whilst the name defines it as being a long range rifle, the company only named it that in order to obtain the maximum amount of sales for the highest price they could - whilst it does work well at long range, the EX7B works reasonably well as a traditional rifle. It accelerates it's ammunition to extremely high speeds at it's target with little recoil and little sound, allowing it's rounds to punch through even metal. It's only major downfall is that while it's effective, it's bulky and heavy, and not exactly something useful whilst doing room-to-room clearing in tight corridors, more so a weapon that you'd set up at long range to assassinate a target, or hold down the trigger to try and punch through an APC's armour.

C12P-S Sidearms

_{C12P-S Sidearms}

Created by Chiara Arms Industries, the C12P model is a significant upgrade from the previous C11P model. The C12P design has fixed the recoil problem that the C11P was plagued with, and in addition comes with mounting points for various attachments to the weapon, allowing it to be flexible for any kind of situation. The -S variant of the C12P is designed for special forces, made with adjustments created in conjunction with operators from the 11th Special Forces Brigade of Ippel V! The -S variant comes with an additional underbarrel mounting point, as well as an integrated suppressor system to decrease the profile of the pistol by removing the need for an externally suppressed silencer, among other small improvements!
- Chiara Arms Industries' page on the C12P-S sidearm

Carbon-Steel Alloy Knife

_{Carbon-Steel Alloy Knife}

Sometimes, things can get a little close. Molly has a Combat Knife made of a Carbon-Steel alloy that she can use in case she needs to stab at someone. She often carries two of these on her, though doesn't typically use both of them at the same time, making use of hand-and-knife tactics when it comes to hand-to-hand.

Gear - Apparel

As above;
"Apparel-wise, Molly is not particularly strict. She can be found wearing anything from a light dress to a simple shirt and pants, all the way up to full military deployment gear if it calls for it - though this is often when she's being overkill, as in most situations she can rely on the ENDLESS."

ENDLESS

_{ENDLESS - Everport Nano Danger Limitation Endurance Special Suit}

"The Everport Nano Danger Limitation Endurance Special Suit, ENDLESS, is a special Hazardous Operations suit created by Everport Impress, a highly funded military technology company. The suit was created to operate in extremely harsh environments of many kinds, for use by Tier Zero special forces operatives. To do this, it has a multitude of features designed to assist it's users in many situations - those who have the privilege of using one often change what the acronym stands for, naming it the Everything Needs Done, Lovely Everlasting Satisfaction Suit. This is often due to the fact that when they need to go in wearing ENDLESS, shit has hit the fan, and the operatives will be working in the field for a while."

"The ENDLESS, as said, has many features. The baseline for the suit is that it's resistant to light munitions, however it goes much deeper in it's resistances. ENDLESS is able to operate in CBRN (Chemical, Biological, Radioactive, Nuclear) environments, as well as both vacuum and high pressure environments. Whilst it's slim form tank can only hold forty-five minutes of air, scrubbers within the suit allow air to be recycled for up to three hours of use in zero-oxygen environments. In addition, ENDLESS is resistant to most sensors, and has an integrated cloaking system, however whilst in use the cloaking system generates enough heat to be seen on thermal sensors."

"In addition to the suit itself, the helmet provided full encompasses a user's head seamlessly, and includes a voice modulator system to either disguise or amplify (or do both to) the user's voice. It also comes with a Heads Up Display which can provide information to the operator, and visually display the environment in standard visual, low-light, and thermal vision settings, as well as take information from nearby devices and show them on the display, such as overlaying sensor reports."

"The below image is one of our technicians wearing an ENDLESS, though without it's helmet."

- The above is an extract from the documentation of the ENDLESS suit from Everport Impress' document library.

Gear - Ship

The Elucidora

_{The Elucidora}

The Elucidora is a modified Xeretra-B Heavy Fighter that serves as Molly's personal ship. The Elucidora hosts a pair of coilguns under the inner wings of the craft. In addition, the two coilguns that would be under the center of the hull as well as the microcannon have been removed, and instead have been replaced with a single heavy long-barrelled Concentrated ElectroMagnetic Pulse Weapon (CEMPW), allowing for the Elucidora to deal some serious harm to a hostile craft's electronics, including shielding systems. The reduced weight due to the removal of ammunition for the guns that used to be there results in the Elucidora being more manoeuvrable than other fighters of the same type. The Elucidora additionally hosts a cloaking system, which masks it multiple scanner types.

The extra space in the belly due to the lack of ammunition instead now serves as a closet-sized room, which can be accessed either via the topside ammunition hatch (which now serves as an entry hatch) or by climbing behind the pilot's seat. Though small, a foldable bed on the side allows for sleeping, and small storage compartments can store equipment. The Elucidora is also able to enter FTL, however due to fuel consumption is recommended to ride on or within ships for passage.

Gear - Other

Amongst everything listed above, Molly has an encrypted datapad that she can use for noting things down, browsing the local planetary datanet, and general operations. In addition to this, she has a second datapad that is around the size of her palm, which can act as a codebreaker and hacking utility. Molly also has an earpiece communicator.

Fenixtear - A Fairy Tail RP

I'm leaving the RP. I hope you guys continue to have fun. If you guys want to talk, you can still DM me.

If you saw my previous message, please disregard it. It was an emotional outburst.

Fenixtear - A Fairy Tail RP

Holly ignored the crashing that was happening within the Guild Hall, not wanting to look up and bear witness to what was happening. Ignorance was key, if she looked up, she knew, and if she knew, she had to act - which was most likely acting in disappointment in whatever she saw that involved crashing. the sooner they went out on the job, the better, if only because it meant she wasn't the one that was going to have to figure out who was going to pay for the damages. Zenith's comment in regards to the spirits made Holly smile a little, and turn her head back to him.

"Forgive me if I'm speaking too much about then possibly being spirits. I'm working off of what we have, because if we tried to think of every single scenario, the world would have ended by the time we even leave for the job." Holly replies, shrugging her shoulders. "In reality, a job, especially an S-Rank job, can go any six ways. We can happily discuss it being spirits, or curses, or whatever we like for a few hours, but in reality, we can go out there and it turns out there's a goddess hiding out in the forest." She was exaggerating, but she felt she got the point across. At Marduk's comment, she turned and gave him a thumbs up. Privately, she wondered if he had caught onto her emotions.

Holly turned her head to listen to Torys as she spoke to Gwen, but made her way a little closer to add in her two cents. "Thank you for the advice, Master," Holly replies. It was good to know about the travel difficulties involved with getting to the village. "I believe the train would be the best choice." And hopefully the other two agree, because it's what I'd do if I was going solo, she added on mentally.

She turned to Tone, and couldn't help but frown a little under her helmet. Two people were a lot to deal with on the S-Rank job, but a four person to their team would, in Holly's eyes, mean she had to watch over someone else. That was assuming he wanted to come with them. "Indeed, we will be heading out soon. We already have a few of us on this job." She paused, taking a moment to think about her attitude. There was one person she was happy to be taking on this team, and more people added on took away from her ideal enjoyment. She didn't, however, want to be too rude. "But, you can come if you'd like."

Turning back, she decided to approach Zenith again, to ask what he wanted to do for transportation. She knew what she wanted to do, but something tugged at her, just wanting to ask Zenith and make sure he agreed with how they were going to get there. "Are you happy taking the train, Zen?"

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Holly could not help but eye perhaps the worst addition to the Guild as he made his way into the guild. Kaden was not the worst in terms of his magic, but in terms of his attitude. She despised the cockiness he presented, as well as just how generally rude she observed him to be. She took private joys in her victories over him however, such as the fact that she had managed to snag an S-Rank quest before he had managed to saunter his way into the Guild for the day. If she had not been wearing her helmet, she would have stuck her tongue out at him. Alas, that was impossible, and she refused to let her distaste for the man show - her helmet helped with that.

Zenith's smirk helped with that too, bringing a touch of a smile on her face. Holly was very glad that he agreed to joining her on the job, and was about to say something when Gwen, thankfully with clothes on, joined them. "Three's a team," Holly says, though privately she would have enjoyed the team being just herself and Zenith. Holly didn't shift from her position beside Zenith, instead bringing the flier back in front of her so that she could read over it again and discuss it with the pair that were going to be going with her. "Well, if the spirits have suddenly popped up behind the village, something had to have happened for them to move in. If they had been there the whole time, I doubt the village would have been put there in the first place. We might just get the answer from talking to the villagers right from the beginning. I especially want to know what happened to their local wizards."

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It seemed that Gwen didn't want to go on the job, or was ignoring her, and so Holly turned the flier over to peer back at it's words as Asher looked to ask others what quests they were all looking at. Holly gave a simple reply, "One that quite simply seems very dangerous," before looking amongst the others in the Guild to work out who, if anyone, she could take with her. The answer walked in with various meals for various tables, and she watched him as he did so. The problem was that Zenith seemed to be very busy with kitchen work, and he seemed to be enjoying it, too. She didn't want to take him away from something he liked doing, unless it was eating fries with mayo. That was something she didn't oppose getting him away from.

Holly spied Lavinia barging into the guild hall, something she wasn't sure how to feel about. It could go either way with the truly evil being that she was, or intended to be. Today, it went the negative way, as Lavinia used her grimoire to send spears of blood out toward those following Gwen around. Normally, Holly would have walked over to tell Lavinia that was not a good thing to do, but today, Holly just wanted to take her job and get out.

Holly found it a little surprising that Marduk was the one to suggest that she take Zenith with her, and she gave him a nod. "I agree, it might be good for him to get out of the kitchen. I'll go and ask him," she says. She found herself suddenly having a question. Why was I hesitating before, but now that someone suggests it, I'm happy to go and ask? She paused to think about it briefly, before casting it away to think about it later. She makes her way to the bar, moving beside Zenith and leaning herself against the bar. "So, Zen," she begins, questioning why she was smiling so much under her helmet. "I was wondering if you'd like to accompany me on a job." She holds the flier between them so they could both read it.

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While Jasper was sat observing the Guild hall quietly, he spotted Lilliana making her way out of the Guild hall quietly. It wasn't so much as he saw her, as much as something was tugging at him, telling him that she was there. He had worked out that it was her that brought that feeling to him, as he felt a slight nudging every time she entered the area, but he still wasn't sure why he felt such a subconscious little poke whenever he was around. By now, he had worked out that it was definitely her that drew him to the Guild, but he still didn't know why. Speaking to Lilliana briefly about it in the past few weeks, she wasn't too sure about it either.

His thoughts were interrupted by someone making their way over to his table. Jasper turned his head to watch the girl take a seat, a shy little smile plastered on his face. "I'm just watching everything," Jasper replies to her first question, though she seemed to be asking some more. His eyes moved to observe Lavinia's frightening display at those who were stalking Gwen, before turning his head back to face the girl who was talking to him. "But... I'm a bit overwhelmed. It's kind of scary having everyone just shooting their magic off," he claims, despite only Lavinia having done so. "I just, I'm not sure what to do other than sit here. I want to talk to Lilliana a bit more, I don't want to be like, annoying or something though. And she just walked out to do something."

Fenixtear - A Fairy Tail RP

The Guild was definitely different than what it had been a few weeks prior. It was a startling change for Holly, who had subconsciously become used to the relative quiet of the Guild's daily operations, and to the small group of people that she knew as friends. Now, there were people in the Guild that she didn't know at all and would most likely not meet for a long time, but almost all of those people knew her. It was odd to be recognised within the Guild by people that she didn't even know, but she knew she would grow used to it. Holly was smart enough to know that the hype would die down eventually, and things would become stable once more - but definitely not go back to the way they were before.

Holly had stopped peeking out of her window in the mornings. Even though it was on the second floor, she didn't feel secure enough to even put a hint of her face at the window in case a reporter was waiting. Most of her second floor windows remained closed with the exception of a few outliers, meanwhile her ground floor windows remained just as closed as they always were. Now, it was only when she made her way out into the garden in her armour that she could stand for a moment and enjoy the sight of the flower bush that she had put so much care into growing. She had to ignore some of her fans, who were waiting and watching, but she had managed to grow used to that part, at least.

Walking the streets to the Guild Hall was certainly different, too, because now it wasn't just the shop owners along her path that knew her (though now they knew of her in a little better capacity), but those that she passed in the street also gave her more of a look that they had a few weeks prior. She was happy that Fenixtear actually meant something now, but it was still a little odd to be stared at more than before. All she had to do was ignore the countless questions that she was receiving on her journey, for if she stopped for them all she would make it to the Guild a few days later than she intended, or perhaps she would never make it at all. For a brief moment, she imagined herself putting a job on the board for a couple of the newbies to escort her from her home to the Guild, and the thought made her smile. Not only would it be funny, she imagined it would probably brighten a few of their days if she did. However, she was not going to be doing that. Holly made her way into the alley that once held a quiet and peace, though now could probably be called a street of it's own for the amount of traffic that it now got. Definitely not as much as the main streets, but she knew people walked past just to see the hall, or to go to the souvenir shop that had opened nearby. Definitely not as peaceful as before.

Entering the Guild Hall, it was to no surprise that Gwendolyn was already walking around without any concealment of her body, much to the enjoyment of her fans. Holly's first destination had been the job board, but as she made her way over to it, she took the time to stop, turn, and glare at Gwen. There were many different reprimands that Holly wished to speak, many different variations of put your clothes on before I kick your ass, but instead, Holly settled for a cold glare, and just two words. "Clothes. On." She spoke, before continuing on her destination. She didn't want to spend more time on it than she had to.

Holly's eyes caught sight of a job very quickly, one that interested her the most, and she took it off the board to read it. Lift the curse from the haunted woods! She took her time in reading the details of the quest, a grin showing on her face. She was definitely going to be taking this one. But, she figured she had to take a few of her Guildmates with her - while she was perfectly happy to take the quest by herself, she knew that she had a responsibility to make sure her lower-ranked guildmates got their shot, if they wished to join her, or if she permitted them to do so: A lot of her Guildmates would barely be able to imagine what some S-Rank quests got the mages into. A few candidates immediately popped into her head, and she turned to face the Guild to sight them out. "I suppose I should take someone with me for this S-Rank Quest," she says, loud enough that she could be heard, but not loud enough to be picked up as purposefully asking for volunteers. Her eyes, and the gaze of her helmet, rested upon Gwendolyn. "It would be a good way for someone to, I don't know, escape from those who wish to peer upon them, though clothes would help with that too," she spoke, equally as loud, and this time clearly directed toward Gwen.

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It took Jasper a few moments to awake from his slumber, but when he did, he had no idea where he was. His head bolted upright and surveyed the room he was in, filled with all sorts of people, before quickly realising it was the Guild Hall. He vaguely remembered that he had been sitting in the Guild Hall before, but at a different place, one of the tables a little further in. It took him a bit longer to realise that he had probably fallen asleep, and that someone had most likely moved him to one of the tables in the corner of the Guild Hall so that he was out of the way and undisturbed as he had slept through the night. Not to mention someone had draped a blanket over him, which he had definitely not had before, but was appreciated.

Jasper slowly sat up, moving the blanket off of himself and onto his lap, and took a proper look around the room to see who was in the Guild Hall whilst rubbing the sleepiness from his eyes. From the sounds of it, it was probably Gwen that had woken him up, as she was partway through yelling at people who were staring at her. He quickly diverted his attention away from her to survey the other faces (and helmets, in the case of Holly who was just now entering the Hall). Soon enough, someone would probably notice that he was awake and approach him, but for now Jasper was quite content with just sitting and observing. He didn't want to walk into the groups, not yet - he still wasn't familiar with a lot of the people there, and he wasn't sure he wanted to be stared at as much as Gwen was.

Aboard the I.S.S. Prize : An Episodic Sci-Fi Adventure

Hi, so on the note of me not posting much, I've been having some super-hard Sci-Fi writer's block recently. I'm trying to read some Sci-Fi stuff to get over it, but... Yeah.

Fenixtear - A Fairy Tail RP

Holly looked up as she was approached by Astoria, who was checking up on how everyone was doing. She was grateful for the checkup, as it showed that even through what had happened and the intense fight that they had been in their Guild was still operating to make sure everyone was alright. On the note of the checkup, Holly was feeling a little bit of pain from the fight, though it was enough that she could handle. She preferred that the others, if there were any others left to be treated, be tended to first. "I'm doing fine, Ria, thank you," Holly says with a nod of her head. "A bit of pain, that is all. Nothing I can't handle."

Zenith's joke about the tabloids implicating them as secret lovers made Holly's cheeks burn a little bit warmer, and she let out a quiet chuckle. That... Would be embarrassing, she thought, thinking about what reporters and editors would be noting down about the whole situation. Zenith was attractive, but Holly wasn't involved with him, and wasn't involved with anyone romantically. She couldn't be. It did sting a little bit to think about, but she had made her choice long ago that doing so would only be a risk to herself, and would definitely not be good for whoever she was. Nobody loved a suit of armour.

The armoured woman's eyes went skyward at the appearance of an airship. She quietly watched as it made it's way down to the ground, yet offered a silent nod of acknowledgement toward Zenith's comment about the day being filled with surprises. She gave Zenith a little pat on the shoulder, resting her hand there for just a moment before she raised back onto her feet, making her way toward the two young men from Obsidian Kite. A free ride sounded excellent, though Holly felt just a little bit of frustration at Lavinia's response to the offer. Luke seemed to already be apologising for Lavinia's attitude, but Holly felt it needed that she put in her own words, too. "I'd like to apologise for my guildmate's rudeness toward your offer. We would greatly appreciate and accept your offer of transportation. as my friend Zenith said, we're the guild Fenixtear, from Crocus." Holly realised something quickly, though. Word was getting around. If these two young Obsidian Kite members had called their Master, who had offered them a ride back home, word was getting around faster than she had anticipated. That was something Holly was proud of.