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>That awkward moment when you learn the religious revival movement you were headin was actually a vehicle for a Lovecraftian Abomination masquerading as a God to jack your body and take over the world
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Well, the Victory I class was in service mid clone wars, or you could always go for the workhouse Venator class
Can you still FTL without it? Because I'd still think finding some kind of drydock is definitely the way to go, here.Well, drydock and accompanying maintenance crew, probably.


Yeah, the FTL was other battle damage. Which we'll work out somehow.
I'm less worried about upgrades and more worried about still having a big hole in the front of the ship, personally. :P
Captain Yamanami

The trip had taken a bit longer than he had expected before the delegation from the Andromeda had arrive at their destination. Their own ship was dwarfed by this vessel, which in turn meant there was a lot more walking required to get where they needed to go. Of course size wasn't everything, but it was still impressive to see.

At last they reached their destination, the bridge of the ship. It was very different from that of the Andromeda in design and in form. Sweeping lines and curves, not like the clean utilitarianism of their own warship. For now though Yamanami focused on the others who ere present, and assortment of humans in various uniforms, as well as one group who would not have looked amiss with the Gamilas. Then there was the final group, which was presumably what they had been warned about before. So while there were some momentary surprise, the discomfort was fleeting.

After a moment he stepped forward to join the immediate introductions that were going on. "Captain Yamanami, UNCS Andromeda," he said with a small tip of his hat. "My apologies for the brusqueness earlier, but we were coming from a fairly tense situation. As it stands, I would like to have this resolved fairly quickly so we can rejoin the fight back home. Can't say we've dealt with alternate realities before, though there's been one case of a vessel nearly being trapped in a pocket dimension." Fortunately for all of them the Yamato had been able to escape that predicament. He wasn't sure if that information would be of use here.


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Sylvia was worried. They were in a situation unlike anything she had ever experienced in the magical world, and was at a complete loss for what she should do. She knew better than to trust a strange dolphin advocating about friendship and fun; there was always an ulterior motive. Of course, she could try to forcibly take over in an attempt to stage an escape, but then she would risk the wellbeing of not only her Beacon sisters, but everyone else at the island. She sighed, and happened to glance at a green field. There seemed to be a minigolf range built here, with various courses. “I guess I should fulfill my promise,” she mumbled, and went over to Alicia. “Hey, I happened to find a place where we can play minigolf. If you’re not busy, we could play a few rounds.” She realized she sounded a bit too tense for normal conversation, but attempted to smile a bit regardless.

Well, this definitely rated up there as one of the strangest things to happen since Alicia became a magical girl. World ending threats, monster girls, and now here she was on a tropical island with a magic dolphin of some kind telling them that they were supposed to relax, get to know each other, and hang out. If she didn’t know better she would swear she was on an acid trip.

Looking around, Alicia gently bit her lip in thought. Keijo didn’t really seem like her thing, but singing might be worth it. Even if she was fairly certain she would humiliate herself in the process. So maybe she should try something else first.

As it so happened someone else had the same idea, and she turned as she approached by the boss. ”Sure, I’m not sure I can really be busy at a place like this,” she agreed, ready to follow Sylvia to wherever this golf course was.

“Well, that would be a first for me in a while,” Sylvia responded, and led Alicia to the golf course. As they arrived, Dan was there; he was now wearing a blazer and a monocle instead of the sombrero, and held out a bag of golf clubs. “I am Davish Degroot. If you need any help with playing minigolf, I can-” Sylvia interrupted him. “We’re fine, thanks.” She snatched the bag, and held it out for Alicia. “Have you ever played minigolf before, Alicia? I’ve tried it a couple of times with my father.”

Somehow Alicia wasn’t surprised that the magic dolphin was waiting for them when they arrived at their destination. She had the feeling that this was going to happen a lot here. Perhaps whomever had set this up should have shelled out a bit more for a more varied staff. But she did her best to ignore it, taking the bag when offered.

”I’ve done it a couple times as well, but not recently. Still, I’m confident in my hand eye coordination to not be god awful at it,” Alicia replied as they headed out to the course proper.

Sylvia followed, and set the bag down on a bench after she took her choice of golf club. “I don’t think that’s a problem; we magical girls are more dexterous than normal, after all.” She took out a golf ball, and set it down. Then, she made the first move, putting the ball around a corner and nearly into the hole at the end. “Ugh...Shouldn’t have spoken so soon.” The two began playing the course, which seemed to have a theme of stars to it, if the five-starred spinning obstacle was any indication. “So, Alicia, how have you been?” She finally asked, trying to think of the most delicate way to approach her. “A lot has happened in the last two weeks, ever since the Graveyard thing.”

Watching as Sylvia made the first shot at the course, Alicia had the good grace to not make any sort of commentary about either of their performances. But she had selected her club as well as a ball, and responded as she went to take a shot. ”Busy. Mostly. Some good, some bad, some…frustrating.” She finished with a sigh as she hit the ball, this one ending at roughly the same distance as Sylvia’s ball, if on the opposite side of the hole.

”Eh, that’s fine. It’s still a warm up,”she decided, letting Sylvia take the next shot since she was a bit closer to the hole.

Sylvia easily putted the ball into the hole, and she picked it back out. ‘Davish’ marked into the scoring sheet he was carrying with him. “Yeah, the club handling is fine, but I still need to get used to the ball’s movements.” She set the ball down on the next part, and soon enough Alicia had also joined her after putting her own into the first hole. She looked on for a brief moment in silence, before she spoke again. “So...Regina, huh? I’ve done this job for long enough to tell what bothers my comrades. You still haven’t forgiven her, right?”

Sinking the ball with her next hit, Alicia followed as they moved on to the next course. This one was a bit more difficult of course, and she remained off to the side as she let Sylvia take the first shot again. ”Yeah,” she confirmed with a slow nod. It was no surprise that it had been picked up so quickly, it wasn’t the most hidden secret of hers. ”I know we’re supposed to be one big happy family and all that, but I had the most interaction with her of all of us before she became...what she is now. I gave her a second chance and she slapped it away, brainwashed my sisters into dying for an evil cause, and then nearly destroyed the world.

She shook her head, face written with a scowl. ”Then she shows up one day with that Shannon, who I’m not really all that much of a fan of either, and that’s where we are. So no, I haven’t forgiven her. Has she even said how she pulled off that brainwashing trick anyway?”

“She did,” Sylvia answered, and tapped the end of the club against the course before making her put. “As I suspected, while the Spark can protect against single attacks on one’s mind, like a psionic blast or hypnotic ray...It has a limit. She apparently spent weeks applying her magic on the kidnapped girls.” She frowned. “I must admit, the Beckoners had been aware of this flaw for a while, ever since the Justine incident. The reason they didn’t tell anyone except me was to not incite a panic in the organization.” She putted the ball off the course, and bit her lower lip. “Sorry, got a bit distracted. But, things are going to change. I’ve now seen the White Coin work on multiple girls, and the results are consistent. So something like that won’t happen again.”

”Ah, I see.” Both of them frowned now, Alicia left disturbed that the method was so simple. If all it required was a protracted effort, the fact that nobody had managed it before now was miraculous.

Taking her spot at the beginning of the course, her focus was split and her ball did not get as close to the hole as before, leaving her roughly midway through the course. ”After everything I wish I could be so confident. But they’re just going to keep trying to subvert us or attack us and...I wish we could go hit them first, rather than having to wait for them to hit us. You know?”

Sylvia, facing a windmill obstacle shaped like a spinning star, launched the ball over the obstacle entirely, having decided to not risk the timing. Her subsequent putt sent the ball right into the hole. She seemed to think about Alicia’s words with a furrowed brow, before she finally nodded. “You’re right, Alicia. Right now we are only reacting to the enemy, often too late to stop whatever crime was committed against Penrose or its people.”

She grit her teeth and hit the ball a bit too hard, causing the club to make a scrape against the course. “Patrols are not enough. We need to start covering more ground with our reconnaissance network, make infiltrations and raids, strike at where they are weakest. But to do that, we need resources: new members, and new artifacts designed for intelligence gathering and spying.” She leaned her club down, and turned to look at Alicia. “I think I know a way how we can do that...We could ask the central government for help.”

An eyebrow rose as Sylvia went and outright hit the golf ball over the windmill obstacle rather than risk messing up going through it. ”That’s some lift,” she acknowledged before lining up to take her own shot. She didn’t try replicating it, instead going through and winding up in what would not be the most optimal angle.

Letting Sylvia take her second shot while voicing her concerns, the Seraph nodded in agreement. ”Doesn’t hurt to try,” she replied before wincing with a rueful smile. ”Sorry, we’re supposed to be relaxing, not talking shop. But thanks for putting up with me.”

“Oh, it’s my fault too: I tend to obsess over Beacon. It’s a bad habit.” Sylvia attempted a curve with her swing, and it ended up caught in a corner, causing a roll of her eyes. “Anyway, how’s your non-magical life going? You haven’t skipped school, right?” She asked, attempting to switch the topic of discussion. “Kimble has asked me about starting school, specifically the one you’re going to. She really looks up to you.” She spoke with a knowing smile.

Alicia appreciated the effort to switch topic, about as much as she appreciated her boss sticking the ball in a corner and allowing her to sink her own shot with ease. ”It’s going alright,” she assured Sylvia. ”After school time is stretched a bit thin for obvious reasons, but I try to keep it from being all work.” The mention of Kimble caught her off guard, leaving her looking surprised again. ”Really? Huh. Is she going to be using the White Coin too, or does she have a human disguise? It’s going to be weird seeing her without the ears and tail.”

“I do try to cycle through our members for assignments but sometimes there is unfortunately overtime,” Sylvia spoke, and with a steady jab pulled the ball out of the corner. “Kimble has a human disguise, but she claims she can’t control it. However, she did claim that she can wear a hat and wide jacket to hide her cat parts. I’m happy for her, but also a bit worried.” She putted the ball into a hole on top of a small mound. She looked at Alicia firmly. “You need to talk with her, Alicia. Don’t give her any wrong ideas.”

Alicia nodded, fully understanding the difficulties. The influx of people meant more needed to work, to make sure patrols were kept up and new recruits were trained to acceptable standards. Especially given the eclectic assortment and how they might be used to doing things previously.

”Ah, really? That makes sense,” she replied upon hearing of Kimble’s dilemma and the measures she was willing to go to to hide her monster bits. Mirroring what Sylvia did, Alicia then shot her a somewhat confused look. ”What do you mean?” Wrong ideas? Wrong ideas about what?

Sylvia sighed, and made a calm, controlled swing, letting the ball gently roll down the course. “Well, it’s not my concern to be honest,” she finally answered, having averted her eyes from Alicia. “However, as your boss, I would like to remind you to be responsible when it comes to anyone working under you, be they Kimble or anyone else.” The ball dropped down into the hole, and Davish marked her as the winner of the minigolf. “Anyway, that was a good game, Alicia,” she said, and reached out for a handshake. “I’m really glad we were able to talk like this. You are a dependable girl. Maybe one day you could even-” She caught herself, and smiled a bit. “Nevermind. I think I’ll go dip in a jacuzzi. See you later.” Sylvia began walking away, having dropped the golf bag to Davish and waving goodbye to Alicia.

Alicia let out a small huff, both at her loss and at Sylvia’s almost cryptic non-answer. ”Of course,” she agreed, sinking her own ball before shaking her hand in turn. ”Enjoy the jacuzzi. I’ll probably see you around.”

With that she handed off her own golf club to Davish, before heading on her way. Maybe she’d stop at the boutique, pick up that sunscreen and the other stuff they had won from their first challenge.
I'll throw in my hat as well. Been looking for some good cyberpunk.

Sally and Tabitha and Kimble and Sylvia @Ariamis, Penny and Aurelio @Shifter_MAster, Summer @DarkwolfX37, Serenity @Crusader Lord, Jenna and Janet @t2wave, Regina @BrokenPromise


Listening to the suggestions that everyone had as they discussed the problem of meeting this challenge left Alicia with a smile on her face. This was the sort of cooperation and teamwork that made strong, that and the trust they had in each other. "What, nobody for me to carry?" Alicia asked with some amusement as she eyed the rest of them. "I still have wings you know."

Still engaged in discussion over their course of action and what was most feasible, the entire thing was rendered a moot point as Jenna and Janet created a bridge for them using barriers to keep the ocean water from touching them. "I guess that works," she agreed. At the very least it simplified things more than the awkward aerial courier system they were coming up with beforehand.

"Thanks you two," she said to Janet and Jenna when moving on to the bridge. She wasn't sure about the name Sylvia gave to the maneuver, but it wasn't like it mattered all that much anyway. So for now she walked across with the rest of them, prepared for whatever they would find on the other side. Hopefully heeding this 'challenge' was worth it, otherwise she'd probably end up feeling a bit dumb about the whole thing.

The trip was a bit on the long side, especially with the bright sun, but Alicia kept moving with a dogged determination. She remained near Sylvia, scanning the beach ahead to see if she could discern anything more about the island that they were going to. "Kind of makes me think of Jurassic Park," she noted aloud. Maybe it was just the tropical island thing, though now she was wondering how they would actually do if they had to fight a T-Rex....

But at last they arrived on the other side, Alicia carefully stepping on to the warm beach and turning to wait for the others to join her. So far so good, but who knew what they were in for now/ She nodded as Sylvia told them to stay alert, the Seraph ready for anything or anyone, no matter how scaly. She stiffened as the bushes ahead rustled, the sound of movement coming with them.

Yet when it parted, it was just another person. It took Alicia a moment to recognize who it was, and while she knew that it wasn't a threat, she had a hard time relaxing entirely. "Oh, it's you." Odd that they hadn't started on the same island, though whoever did this probably had a reason for it.

"Well, let's see what else there is here," she said, not dwelling on the reunion for long. She'd prefer to interact with Regina as little as possible, outside of the responsibility of being a member of Beacon. It was just too soon for her to forgive and forget what had happened, different from her experience with Serenity. Maybe she would in time, but not yet.

So she led the way, moving through the trees and the greenery to emerge at what looked like some kind of resort. "Wow, didn't see this coming."

Sally and Tabitha and Kimble and Sylvia @Ariamis, Penny and Aurelio @Shifter_MAster, Summer @DarkwolfX37, Serenity @Crusader Lord, Jenna and Janet @t2wave


"Thanks Kimble," Alicia replied with a warm smile at the compliment offered. "That swimsuit is cute on you." With the frills and the white/red color scheme, it went well with her 'cat' thing. There were only certain styles that could pull this sort of thing off, and in this case being too skimpy would have been a detriment.

Listening to Sylvia, Alicia nodded in agreement. The course of action made as much sense as any other option right now. But she was distracted from that as Kimble pointed off into the distance. Squinting, the Seraph tried to pick anything out from the bright blue sky, but it appeared to be too late for that. "Huh. Well, if we're not alone then I hope whoever else here is friendly," she observed. The last thing they needed was a fight in these outfits.

Her distraction left her open to surprise, and she jumped a bit as Serenity spoke up from next to her. It seemed the magical girl had some things she just couldn't escape, as evidenced by the maid's hat she wore. "That's good to know. I suppose we'll see once we find where this big island is." For now it was time to do a bit of investigation, to see what they could find.

Following the beach soon found them facing an island in the distance, one that seemed like it might be larger than the one they were on now. Though that was hard to judge given the distances involved. Alicia examined it, a hand lifted to shade her face from the sun, the other resting on her hip at the same time.

After a moment of thought and listening to Sylvia, she let out a small shrug. "Like Kimble said. Especially if she helps out. But weight is definitely going to be a problem. We may want to use a different method if we can. Having given her opinion, she looked over at Serenity next. "I know you offered, but do you think you can keep your time magic going for that long? It's not exactly a short hop." It might make more sense to let Penny or Summer have a shot at it, if they could do so. For now, Alicia would wait to see what their opinion was.
Captain Yamanami

Those in the hangar bay would be greeted by an intercom, which was somewhat unusual. You would think that for something like this there would be someone to meet you. What if they just started shooting up the place, or trying to take the ship? Sure he was busy, but he could have had crew do it instead. Or was he not able to?

"Well then, let's be going," he said aloud. He turned to the entrance where flashing lights indicated the path that they should take, moving off with his delegation in that direction. At the same time he kept an eye on their surroundings as they moved along, in a hope that it could shed some light on which of his theories would be correct.

With his own natural curiosity, as well as the warning provided to them, it would be interesting to see what they were in for. He had no intention of being hostile, especially with a damaged ship, he just hoped that the meeting was productive. He wasn't sure what they would do if they were stuck in this unknown place on their lonesome. It would not be a good situation to be in, that much he was sure of.


Glancing over at the others as they approached, Alicia chose to address Penny first as she gestured to the sign. "Well they want us to make it there without getting any water on us. Having a boat would let us move the entire group easy." If they could summon Earth Bastion in the first place. Otherwise the point was a bit moot.

But it seemed that a lot of familiar faces had gathered so far. At least there wasn't anyone she didn't recognize yet, or anyone who wasn't a Beckoner. Was that by design? It had to be, right? What were the odds that out of a random selection, only Beckoners would land in one place? Surely there was more going on here than what they could see.

"Still, if the central island has answers for us then I guess we'll just have to go there. We can enjoy the 'beach episode' once we figure out if this is some kind of trap or test, or whatever."
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