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These are the voyages of the Heavy Hand; Foster and Murasaki

Adria's custom autorifle and armor-details will go here.

These are the voyages of the Heavy Hand; Foster and Murasaki

As she passes Jarret and Tenna - she gives Jarret a knowing nod, followed by a quiet "Look after them for me." - and pulls Tenna with her down the hallway, out of earshot of the guests and such. Instructing her to grab an outfit and have it ready for her when she's through with her shower.

@murasaki

Tenna gasped as Mutan woman-handled her down the hallway, ordering her to get a flattering outfit ready in the time it would take to shower.

She could only nod, her mind racing to compile something from what passed for her wardrobe that would work with her sleek and trim lines, and long flowing white hair... piercing ruby-red eyes... and that rare endearingly genuine smile she sometimes had.

Tenna shook herself out of the daydream and set out finding the perfect outfit for Mutan's night.

Mutan walked a ways down the hall - it's walls spacious and pristine - and found herself at her bathroom, looking at it always had.

She felt a tinge of nostalgia, and for just a brief moment considered giving up her adventuring career. To be able to stay in the safety and comfort of home. No, that's not the life for her. She's better than that. Too much to see, too much to do.

She shook her head to clear her thoughts and entered, securing the door behind her.

The large bathroom could very well be mistaken for a locker room, were someone unaware and not paying attention to the number and placement of the fixtures in the white ceramic tile lining the walls, floor and ceiling. On one side, was a shower - three walls lined vertically with nozzles and one directly above. On the other, a broad toilet and an artsy safety glass sink - and a wide mirror that covered the wall above both. And in the last corner, the one opposite the door, was a large circular aboveground bathtub.

She quickly derobed and began showering - the hot water creating clouds of steam and reddening flesh, pooling under the grate beneath her feet, and down the drain.

@murasaki

As Mutan was preparing to shower, Tenna was filing through the walk-in the bedroom-closet. Going through everything from military-uniforms to riding-outfits, to sundresses and even the occasional silk kimono until she found the right base-layer. She laid it out on the bed and then went to the dresser-drawers for accessories that she hoped would better highlight her current mood, she was always fond of the color black. She even made sure to provide tall leather boots large enough to accommodate her hexmaster without being too much of a hinderance, the stockings and gloves covering a bit more skin for modesty's sake; also because of the rain outside.

She then remembered the rain, and made a note that the outfit would have to go well with an overcoat, and a hat, possibly even an umbrella and a maid to hold it.

As steam began rising out of the bathroom, she gathered the outfit onto a series of hangars and arranged them on a bracket in the bathroom to let the steam naturally eliminate any wrinkles.

When everything was ready, she stepped back with her hand held together, relaxed. She took a deep breath: "Your outfit is ready, Miss Mutan Godie." She announced, calmly, despite the constant apprehension that she would disapprove of her selection.

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Heya,
The names Mitsuri The One (In case you couldn't tell.), and I appear to have stumbled upon this wonderful site. I have been trying a few RP sites but they either had bad management, no freedom, or my browser didn't agree with them. As far as I can tell, this site seems to have none of these problems. As such, I've decided to sign up here!

ANYWHO! As far as RP experience goes, I have yet to do a Forum (Play-By-Post) RP so I hope I get to learn here. I have, however, been RPing using Chats (Skype, Kik, Messenger, ect) for a very long time. So my writing is pretty decent if I do say so myself. I hope to see you guys around, and maybe I'll make some new friends (Or enemies. :D)!

@Mitsuri The One

1st lesson: Time flows differently on a forum. Ninja-posts happen, that's why "edit post" is a thing.

Maybe. :) I'm still trying to figure a few things out, but once I do, I'll be on all night RPing. :D

Second lesson: Don't over-do it, forums have a reputation of leaving your brain sore and mushy.

These are the voyages of the Heavy Hand; Foster and Murasaki

The crew mostly nodded in unison, and most of them did not really want to stick-around, Mortimer had things to unpack, and Adria did not feel like answering questions; even though Isaac wanted to know Erika slightly better, he knew that attempting to socialize with her with parents looming over her shoulder would not make for pleasant conversation.

So with varying degrees of enthusiasm, they all pushed their chairs away from the table and rose. The meal, and the meeting, was informally adjourned.

Thankfully for Isaac, Erika had pegged him as the ship's gossip and followed him down the halls. This may or may not have led to an incident where they had gotten 'lost' long enough for Erika to discover he either didn't have or wouldn't tell any embarrassing stories of his captain; her baby-sister.

Mortimer was in a bit too much of a rush for Jarret to follow in a calm and civilized manner. His room was tidy, mostly from refusing to unpack what would not be needed, since they would have to pack it later anyways. Most of his time was spent writing a letter to his wife still on station 28-1, Liza Knell.

But Adria wandered the halls briefly like a fish out of water, until Jarret offered to guide her through the various rooms of importance to a guest, an offer she gratefully accepted.

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Isaac, who'd been sitting closest to Mutan, leaned away when she got a crazy look in her face. Almost expecting a fork to get jabbed into his arm just to test her father's wishes. Her father saw the gears in her head turning, as she started taunting him. He leaned forward so he wouldn't have to talk so loud as to let everyone hear.

"Just because you are being given permission does not mean your actions will be without consequences, young lady." her father warned, before leaning back in his chair to repeat that there were reasons and conditions for his permission, "Which is why Erika will be in-charge until you have reached Stardust. At which point you will be for the most part outside of our jurisdiction, if you stir-up trouble out there, there will be no help coming, everyone else will be too busy looking out for themselves. You will only have your crew to truly rely on; I thought it best they not be hampered by their normal legal restrictions."

((Subtle hint that she's going to be soooo grounded for that when she returns, or at least a hold on her TAS membership))

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Erika Godie

Career nobility (administrator)
Terms Served: 3
Ranks: 4

Homeworld: stigma highpop/desert

age 30 appears 18

STR 8 (+0 DM)
DEX 13 (+2 DM)
END 7 (+0 DM)
INT 9 (+1 DM)
EDU 9 (+1 DM)
SOC 12 (+2 DM)

Skills:
admin 1
advocate 1
broker 1
carouse 1
comms 0
deception 0
diplomat 0
leader 0
melee (blade) 3
persuede 0
streetwise 0
survival 0

Events:
challenged to a duel for honor, succeed
challenged again, another success
automatic promotion for admirably performing duties

Benefits:
blade x2
SOC +1 (added)
100 kCr
TAS membership

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Head Maid
Major [ret] Ambrose Tenna

Homeworld: Nyoro - High Population / Poor.

Age: 34, appears 22

STR 13 (+2 DM)
DEX 12 (+2 DM)
END 13 (+2 DM)
INT 8 (+0 DM)
EDU 8 (+0 DM)
SOC 4 (-1 DM)

Career: Army (infantry)
Terms Served: 3
Ranks: 4

Skills:
animals 0
art (sketching) 0
athletics (co-ordination) 1
drive (wheeled) 0
gun combat (shotgun) 0
gun combat (slug rifle) 1
heavy weapons (launchers) 0
leadership 1
melee (unarmed combat) 1
recon 1
streetwise 0
tactics (military) 1
Vacc Suit 1

Events:
Displayed heroism in battle, promoted
Assigned to planet with hostile/wild environments
life event: new romantic relationship, develops a crush on Mutan

Benefits:
weapon (to be determined)
armor (to be determined)
+1 int (already applied)
combat implantx3 - (Subdermal armor 3 / TL 11 / Tier 2) (wafer jacck / comp 2 / TL 12)

Rin's Plots (MxF) (Open)

Somebody call for a mechanic that knows a bit more than just first-aid?

These are the voyages of the Heavy Hand; Foster and Murasaki

Although Adria was barely half-done with her mouth-watering meal, she could tell at a glance that Tenna's assistants would not be pleased if she protested Mutan's wishes; she relinquished her plate without a scuffle. Isaac simply smiled at Tenna as she leaned over for his plate.

"Our current agents are so far too busy trying to procure a new route for trade to pass through than to go chasing-after whatever is causing this great disturbance. From what we can tell, it is more of a blockade than an effort to capture our facilities outright."

In the place of the plates, a pitcher of iced-tea and some glasses were placed at the table as one of the assistants began pouring and passing them out to Mutan first, then her crew.

"To assist in getting to Stardust safe and intact, I've hired one of them to leave a path open for you and claim he simply wasn't watching his sector closely enough. Getting off of Stardust will be a matter of gaining their trust and respect. To help in that matter, we've loaded Erika's 50-ton cutter with provisions to accompany your ship as it travels to Stardust, you may take whatever measures you feel are necessary to secure safe passage." Mutan's father spoke with greater emphasis that Mutan was being given permission to do anything to complete this task and return safely.

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Colonel Jaege Brixton
26 year old Marine (Orbital-drop).

Homeworld: Nyoro
STR 9
DEX 10
END 11 (+1)
INT 12
EDU 8
SOC 10

Athletics (endurance) 1
Gun Combat (slug rifle) 2
Battle Dress 0
Melee (blade) 1
Leadership 1
Tactics (military) 1
Admin 0
Survival 1
Streetwise 0
Pilot 0
Stealth 1
Recon 0
Heavy Weapons 0

Events:
Life event: Gained rival, Petty-officer Adria Vansen.
Disaster! Lost an arm pulling a fellow trooper out of danger. With Adria to blame, was promoted had the arm replaced by Imperium at taxpayer's expense of 10,000 cred.