Kyelin

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Location: [DATA NOT AVAILABLE]
Time:[DATA NOT AVAILABLE]
Priority: One

"Operation Veil... Do you remember anything about it, Agent?"

Whatever this place was, it needed a few lights, though it probably wouldn't help Opus identify the Dirophyd on the Holo. Most likely, it helped to hide the distinguishing features of whom he was addressing now, who also happened to be a complete stranger, and probably really important. The dead giveaway for this was the bizarre circumstances in which he had been forced to take a mild amnesiac before getting on the rendezvous ship. The last thing he heard the soldier greeting him say was "You know I don't know where you're going."

Obviously, this wasn't standard procedure for completion of the mission and, apparently, after finishing this, there had been a change in protocol. Normally, he would report back to Strike Operations HQ, in a small outpost to be debriefed, but now... Amnesiacs are weird. When coming out of it, you just snap to the next space in time, much like a day dream. Being drugged wasn't that strange, but this was something else.

"Of course not, sir. Protocol for that mission was all personnel involved had the event wiped. I do not recollect a single detail about that mission, sir." Opus had his hands behind his back in a formal stance, a stance that felt like he should probably maintain in front of this guy. Probably out ranked the agent. Or would kill him for something as inoffensive as as a slight slouch. He'd heard rumors that these guys could be crazy, if they were real.

"Hmm... You see, that is the problem..." The projected Dirophyd moved his hands smoothly as he talked, and spoke in an deliberate, slow tone, of a man who had very thoroughly planned to say these next words in such a way that no detail was given, yet all of it was. "We had assumed that the mission was, to a degree, a success. All objectives were complete, after all. No, the main issue we have, is that... Well, you can see where I am going with this. It was, perhaps, a mistake to wipe your memory of the event. And now, we need you to, say, tie up some loose ends."

The man paused, and waited for those words to sink in, and continued. "You will be re-assigned to, what we believe, a unit that may unwittingly be heading towards the same goal as us. Your orders are simple: Follow the orders given by that team leader, whatever they may be. At least until we say otherwise. Now, you will be released from our custody. And be ready for us."

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Opus snapped to the next point in time, which was in a standard Kiratiori cockpit, orbiting an unknown gas giant in what the agent assumed was the middle of nowhere. Right now, his main plan was to recollect his thoughts, and figure out what to do next. One thing stood out the most: A holo HUD of a predetermined autopilot route that he couldn’t change. So, unsure of what lay ahead of him, and with no other options available to him, Opus initiated the ship, and warped to wherever his destination was.

Paradigm Shift

Time skips may happen, since there is effectively three minor stories going on at once.

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So, are we all now just coming up with posts as to why we meet up? And will we all meet in a single place right off the bat, or catch up with individuals, makes small groups, and then the groups all meet up?

Paradigm Shift

So, it looks like UnseenShade, Crim and FLamelord (Possibly Dalipose) Are the only ones who have made any progress lately. Aphelion has already told me of her involvement in another RP she is in, and has dropped out (No hard feelings, Aphelion ^^). SO, the way I see it, three choices are available:

We continue this one with just what we have.
We let it die and give it a nice funeral
We try a recruitment thread

Any suggestions? Responses to this post will also count as a roll call, just so I know what is going on exactly.

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Nearly half past ten at night here... It's quiet :S

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Somewhere on the fringe world [REDACTED], 2832 hours

The sun had set hours ago, when this assassin guy finally got under way. Many times, had Captain Dalkus wanted to just run in, unsure if the guy could even be trusted. And every time, the same response from him, in the same, raspy voice, like he had asthma or something:

"Just a little longer."

Then, the same guy showed up moments ago out of nowhere, standing right behind him and scaring the shit out of the Tempu. Dalkus back handed his first mate, a human, and scolded him. "Open your fucking eyes, Travis! He could've killed me, you know..." The lanky man nursed his bruised cheek, and backed away, hands up defensively.
"S-sorry cap'n. I swear, I looked away for like a second, and then... HE was there."

"Whatever. He's not that good..." Dalkus turned to the man, and drew his pistol. "Is the way clear?" The Tempu pirate had grown rather impatient, and was beginning to smell a trap. The Skull Jackers hadn't had a successful raid in ages, and were running low on supplies, not to mention actual money or new blood. And then this guy shows up, claiming to fix all their problems in one night? Bullshit. Something's not right.

There was a brief pause of what felt like a minute, while the silent man in front of him just continued to rasp ever so quietly and not move, arms crossed almost as if in deep contemplation. Then, he spoke, raising a finger. "Just a liiiiiiiittle longer..." Dalkus let out an angered growl.
"FUCK YOU!" He then turned to walk away and casually waved his hand at his men. "Kill him. This punk thin-" Without warning, there was a distant, rumbling shake, as a very large explosion took place. Dalkus turned back to the mercenary, and stared at him in anticipation.

"Now, you may go... Remember, take as much loot as you like. But once you and your men have all you can carry in a single trip, don't come back. Or you'll be in trouble. And no survivors, make it messy. We need to send a message."

The pirate smiled, and nodded his head in joyful agreement. "Didn't think you were the real deal, but you shut me up. And sure thing bud. Just quickly, though: Awfully convenient you showed up, right when we were going to raid this place. ANd you don't even want a cut? Who sent you, merc?"

The figure looked up, and his face port went from a light green to red, as he casually remarked. "A mutually interested party."

Operational report for "Fortunate Timing":
Location: [DATA NOT FOUND]
Agents and Parties concerned: SpecOps Field Agent 'Opus', [REDACTED]
Mission Status: Completed. No casualties

Closing Brief: Agent successfully compromised another target facility's security systems, evacuation ships and emergency distress beacon communications, bringing the total number to four. Raiders known as the [REDACTED] assaulted facility, neutralizing all staff. Footage has been leaked to mass media sites all across the sector, and [REDACTED] have finally withdrawn all mining operations in these systems due to the backing out of all major investors. Expansion into these systems has been approved.

Notes: Opus has been deemed fit for reassignment, as a result of these successful operations, back to his original duties. Recommend green lighting of Operation "Phantom Trail".

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I am back, but only temporarily. What's the haps peeps?

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cqbexpt said
Oh it's 2 in the afternoon here :PAlso appears I'll end up being the only one from the Sovereignty :P

You never know, characters might die off, and need to be replaced.

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Damn, all you guys are up at 6;30 here for me :L

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@Embluss
Yeah, that is a good point. And the Ljus already has a targeting jam system in place, so they are all essentially the same thing.