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Transcendent: Darkness Rising (A Sci-Fi Roleplay)

Meanwhile at Boston Dynamics

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Later at Boston Dynamics

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Transcendent: Darkness Rising (A Sci-Fi Roleplay)

Things seemed to be going a little too easily for Felix as he strode down the corridors and deeper into the ship. The crew seemed too busy preparing for their upcoming mission to stop and query the stranger wandering amongst them, but he knew it would only be a matter of time before a security patrol spotted him and started asking uncomfortable questions. Stopping for a moment he consulted a nearby terminal, bringing up the ship's directory before quickly heading off towards the transport tubes and the crew quarters. Stepping onto the deck Felix adopted the casual gait of someone who belonged where they were, rather than skulking like someone trying to sneak around, and with purposeful steps made his way towards one of the nearby cabins. Slipping his data-spike out of his wrist he slipped it into the panel beside the sealed door and a moment later the entrance opened in front of him. Making his way inside Felix resealed the door behind him and relaxed. He should have a few moments out of sight here to do what needed to be done. Concentrating he brought up the recordings from his optical implant, specifically the observations he'd made of the crew's uniforms and dress code. Quickly forming a 3D model in his mind he downloaded the information to his suit, which began to swirl around him as it reconfigured to the new design. Less than a minute later he stepped back out into the corridor, now dressed it what appeared to be a standard-issue uniform of non-commissioned crewman. With a satisfied grin he tugged at the sleeve, making sure the cuff was properly set around his wrist, before heading back towards the transport tube. Time to introduce himself to his new shipmates, and find himself some chow.

Transcendent: Darkness Rising (A Sci-Fi Roleplay)

The design of the ship pulling into the dock was unfamiliar to Felix, and he took that as a good sign. If he didn't know what it was then most likely none of his former associates would either. Making his way into the bay he quickly spotted a disparate group of individuals standing at the top of the cargo ramp, possibly crew members embarking the ship or specialists boarding for a specific mission. At first glance Felix immediately spotted the large, angular form of what could only be a Vexi in what appeared to be an armoured suit accompanied by two children. "Probably a bodyguard, or a nanny..." He muttered to himself, slipping around the side of the ship towards the main hold. A ground crew of technicians and engineers were busily loading large cargo pallets from one of the many floating transport platforms as he stepped passed them, helping himself to one of the smaller boxes as he slipped into line with the others. For several minutes he simply worked alongside the others, who accepted another pair of hands easing the workload as readily as any other minimum wage drone. It wasn't until the work was almost done that anyone even questioned his presence there. "Who the hell are you?" Bellowed the foreman of the work party, his eyes darting between the dataslab in his hands and the group of peons before him. The others in the group, a mixture of mainly Vexi and Kotorians, began to shuffle away from the interloper as the Machinas approached, his low-grade optical implant whirring noisily as it tried to focus on Felix's face. "I'm with the station's health board." Felix quickly blurted out, swearing to himself almost as soon as he had. It'd be difficult to substantiate a claim like that, especially if the cyborg in front of him had any sort of live feed to the station's database, but it was too late to back out of the lie now. Quickly lifting his hand he flashed an electro-tattoo bearing the official seal of the station's central authority, something his 'friends' had helped him acquire shortly before his journey. Thinking back now those same friends must've been the ones who tipped Crystal off, the seal was an obscure enough piece of intel to have let her know exactly where to find him. "I've been asked to complete a quick health and safety check of the ship before launch. It's possible there may be problems with the fluids intake and protein banks which may lead to long-term storage problems on the station and so we'd like to ensure everything is up to spec before accepting the waste materials." Felix rambled, growing more comfortable with his role as a health inspector with each new word spilling from his lips. Even he didn't know quite what he was talking about, but it seemed impressive enough for the foreman to back down a little. After a long, quiet moment the foreman shrugged his shoulders with a grunt and gestured towards the cargo hold. "Be my guest, we're done here anyways." And with a wave of his hand he turned to lead the rest of his gang back towards a now empty transport platform. As he climbed onboard and the others scurried up behind him Felix turned away with a smile and made his way onto the ship, hoping the ruckus hadn't drawn any unwanted attention.

Transcendent: Darkness Rising (A Sci-Fi Roleplay)

Felix: *Stares up at Kaite clinging to the ceiling* Five credits says he can stay up there at least another ten minutes.

Transcendent: Darkness Rising (A Sci-Fi Roleplay)

It felt at once pleasing and uncomfortable for Felix to be walking the station halls with so many military officers around him. For his entire career he'd learnt to keep clear of the law, but now here he was on one of the most heavily guarded facilities in the quadrant attempting to pass innocently through the crowd. At least here he knew the Cabal wouldn't be able to find him. "Hey Felix, long time no see." As he heard the languid tones Felix steps faltered for a moment, how the hell had she found him here? "Hi Crystal, how you been?" He asked, turning to see the Cen’turi female leaning out from a shop doorway as his robe flexed around him, the internal sensors unsure whether to switch to defensive mode as his pheromones surged instinctively. Sniffing the air Crystal smiled as her antennae turned towards her prey, "Mmm, good to see you too." She said with a smile, melting out into the street with a grace which made Felix weary. The only time Crystal was ever this nice to someone was when she was moving in for the kill. Turning his body slowly to face her Felix kept one arm hidden behind him as he let his dagger slip down his arm and into his palm. "You know," He began with a smile, letting his pheromones dull Crystal's senses as she stepped closer, "I never thanked you for that night on Hedone. Without your help I'd never have made it out of there." Felix flinched as Crystal reached out and ran her fingers gently down the front of his body, expecting a blade to slip from beneath her figure-hugging bodysuit and plunge into his heart. "From what I remember you thanked me quite enough at the shuttle port," She purred, her eyes glistening as her lips pulling back in what Felix hoped was a smile, "And several times on the transport home." With a sigh Felix let his body relax, his muscles unknitting even as his fingers tightened on his knife. "And now you're here." He said, turning his head to watch two off-duty naval officers walk passed laughing together. They'd complicate matters if he tried anything, witnesses always did. "Now I'm here," Crystal moaned as she moved closer, wrapping her body around Felix in a way which brought back so many good memories. Sliding her hand up his back her mood suddenly changed as her hand snapped up and grabbed his tendril, squeezing it painfully between her graceful fingers. "And because we were so good together once, consider this a friendly warning. The Cabal knows what you did and they know where you are. Stay here, or they'll make sure you never get to thank anyone ever again." Spinning away from him, her arm trailing down his chest for a moment Crystal smiled pleasantly once more. "No offense, but I hope I won't be seeing you again." Before Felix could respond the woman was already oozing her way between the two sailors, both of whom seemed eager to make her acquaintance. Watching her working her charms sent a shiver up Felix's spine, if she got an in with the military then his life would get very difficult. His only chance would be to beat her to the punch. Slipping his blade back under his robe Felix quickened his step as he made his way towards the nearby transport tube. If he could get to the docks he may be able to find a ship suitable for his needs, and hopefully one where the Cabal wouldn't be able to follow.

Transcendent: Darkness Rising (A Sci-Fi Roleplay)

He could possibly spot the two 'kids' and assume it's a refugee transport heading to safer territories, and it's not until he's already managed to get himself recruited that he finds out the truth.

Transcendent: Darkness Rising (A Sci-Fi Roleplay)

I think the sneaking is more his style. Felix has always been very careful not to actual break the law in any way they'd be able to execute him for, and even if he had he'd just find a way to talk his way out of the problem rather than knowingly signing up for a potential suicide mission.

Transcendent: Darkness Rising (A Sci-Fi Roleplay)

The only problem now will be working out how to get him onto the ship. He's currently loitering about the very open and public areas of the station and avoiding walking down dark alleys in the hopes of finding a crew to get him safely out into space and has little, if any, understanding of the wider implications of the mission.

Transcendent: Darkness Rising (A Sci-Fi Roleplay)

Having read the other bios, a battle veteran and two 'wide-eyed innocents', I thought a gritty urban character would bring a useful addition to the team. Especially one who isn't as comfortable in open combat as the rest of the party. With all these big guns strutting around it should be nice to have someone who can open a door without blowing it off its hinges. :)

Transcendent: Darkness Rising (A Sci-Fi Roleplay)

Name: 'Felix' (assumed pseudonym, original name undisclosed) Age: 25-80 (various answers given when questioned) Gender: Male Race: Drakkas (possibly Human hybrid or offspring of such, due to less pronounced physical characteristics than baseline Drakkas) Physical Description: 5'4" with a slim build and compact frame, Felix trains regularly to keep himself in good physical condition but not excessively. Pale blue skin ("moon-touched" as he calls it) with long white hair usually tied back in a single ponytail to hide his toxic tendril. Physically he appears in his late-20s or early-30s but his exact age is uncertain. His horns are less pronounced than many of his species and easily hidden under appropriate headgear, Felix occasionally makes use of make up to disguise his skin tone and pass for a human.

All Of Him

After a rough night on the town Felix tries to remember the address of the woman whose house he left his clothes in.

While he appears to wear a variety of well tailored suits and outfits to suit all occasions in reality Felix is usually clothed in his adaptable NVP suit which has been programmed with a number of fashionable forms he can switch between as required. He prefers long, billowing garments, such as robes, cloaks and long coats, which allow him to easily conceal any number of not entirely legal items. In emergencies the suit can switch to a fully enclosed form-fitting armour which offers protection from incoming attacks while allowing for high mobility and speedy withdrawals. Personality: To say Felix is a troublemaker is at once an overstatement and an understatement. While the fact things tend to be more interesting while he's around is true, he never intentionally sets out to cause problems, even if that's exactly what he does. A born wanderer and game player, Felix is never happier than when he's living life on the edge, whether that leads him to playing high stakes card games in the middle of a room full of heavily armed gangsters or gliding off of a rooftop to escape pursuit as long as his pulse is racing there's a smile on his face. Enhancements: * Seductive pheromones (racial ability); * Neurotoxin tendril (racial trait); * Cyberport located on his left wrist; * Disguised cybernetic left eye with neural implant capable of measuring distances and calculating trajectories Skills: * Expert game player and gambler; * Skilled knife combatant and pistol marksman; * Skilled acrobat and trained Parkour practitioner; * Amateur magician and prestidigitator; * Amateur skill at disguising himself with preparation; * Practiced storyteller and manipulator; * Practiced locksmith and pickpocket Equipment: * NVP Suit disguised as a flowing robe but capable of morphing into body armour at a moment's notice, can be used as an impromptu glider to reduce falling velocity in a pinch; * Holdout Needler with tranquilizer rounds usually stored in the folds of his robes, when the robes morph the pistol is stored in a hip holster instead; * Mono-filament dagger (unstable NanoMass) usually stored in the folds of his robes, when the robes morph the knife is stored on his lower back

Armoured Form

Felix in his deployed NVP armour suit

Transformation

NVP Suit switching to defensive mode automatically when Felix comes under fire

Bio: It's uncertain exactly where 'Felix' first came from, and everyone who asks gets told a different story. What's known for certain is that he first came to the Galactic Coalition's attention about fifteen years ago when his alias was linked with a number of low-level confidence scams, all of which were later dismissed when the wives, or other female partners of his victims, requested that the charges be dropped. Since then 'Felix' has been a constant on law enforcement watch lists, although he has never been successfully prosecuted for any criminal activities. An unashamed ladies' man, Felix will be the first to admit that he has made misuse of his race's pheromones for personal gain and favour on many more than one occasion, and it often seems as if his first response to conflict is to try and seduce his way out of it. Over the years this has led him to a number of incidents with jealous husbands and lovers, which has given him plenty of opportunities to practice street fighting and gun play. His second choice is usually to 'strategically withdraw' when faced with overwhelming opponents, and he's learnt to read whatever environment he may find himself in in order to best plan his line of retreat. Four years ago, after being innocently caught up in a civilian transport crash, Felix was patched up by a clandestine undercover law enforcement agency in exchange for his assistance infiltrating an underworld crime ring. Given access to computer interface technology and a new synthetic eye was thought at the time to have been enough incentive to recruit Felix to the agency, but once the operation was over, and his obligation fulfilled, he instead chose to head off on his travels once more. Recently associates of the crime syndicate have been looking to have words with Felix, and so he's come around to the idea of offering his services to any helpful parties who can offer him safety in numbers, even if only temporarily.