Spybuster

Lasers and Losers

Winston gave pleased nod in response to Nadia's statement. "Thank you Nadia. See what I mean Mister?" He said, glancing back over at Sulla. Just then, Winston heard a deep, low growl come from something near the entrance to the bar. He looked up, seeing another feminine figure make her way towards table to take a seat followed by a large beast. "Claire, excellent timing. Don't worry about the folks around here. I think they know better than to bother a group of folks like us." Another droid walked through the door, making his way towards the table of mercenaries. "And R0807 another useful member to the team. My it looks like the gang is coming together quite nicely." Winston pulled the PDA out of his pocket and placed it on the table, the screen lighting up as it was activated once more. "Now, I think we have a couple more people we're waitin' on.."

Winston picked up his PDA, the screen lighting up is face. He stroked his beard with his free hand as he navigated the menus with his thumb. The screen displayed primarily maps of the city, which would get cycled over to a menu with Serena News articles. Winston seemed to be intently looking over the information as he analyzed the articles. Nothing seemed to him like anything necessarily important to mention to the others at the moment. He hadn't noticed the cold blooded mercenaries had arrived until he heard Eloln introduce himself. Glancing up from his PDA, Winston smiled at the small lizard and his companion. "Ah Eloln and Copperhead! An interesting pair of killers that'll fit in just well for the operation." Winston said as he shook Eloln's hand. Following close behind the two was another human. "Killshot, another man who's good with a gun. I think that's just about everyone."

Winston slid his PDA back in his pocket and looked over the team he had assembled. They were some mighty fine troops, but he was no general. To be frank, the man couldn't see himself being much of a leader. Usually taking orders rather than giving them, he never did see himself coming close to any position of command, but here he was now. A small group of individuals looking to make some money out of a possibly bad scenario. Winston nodded in approval to his crew. "Now I hope you don't mind.. but I took the liberty of getting us a job. Now now.. nothing too bad, and probably simple by your standards. Now it'll either go smooth and easy, and we'll all earn some easy money, or things will go bad and i'll get to see how you all handle under stress," the man stated, glancing from each individual to the next. "And then we get paid."

There came a ringing from his earpiece, and Winston lifted a finger as if to signal the others to hush. With a press of a button on his earpiece, the man accepted the call. "Ah Harris.. we were just tal-" Winston's expression took that of someone who was troubled for a moment as he listened to the man. "Right now? Damn.. try not to get your head blown off. We're on our way." The call ended, and he looked up at the others around him at the table. "Showtime." He signaled to the others to stand up and pointed towards the door.

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Yeah i'd agree. I'd say you summed up machine speak sounding like dial up to everyone else pretty well. There could be an implant for the brain that processes that information into understandable data for an organic though. I don't think the common ever day average joe will have one of those so don't worry. Cyber-cults would probably have implants like that though.

Edit #???: Too many edits, good sign it's time to sleep.

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Tap, Tap, Tap..

The fingers continued their pattern of rising and falling as the young man waited for a sign of friendly life to enter the scummy bar. He heard a set of foot steps approach his table, followed by a man's voice. Winston glanced up at the man, smirking at his statement. "I can't say anything would give me a reason to want to remember this place," the pilot said with a short chuckle afterwards. "Glad you could make it Sulla. It'll be damn good to have a trooper of your quality with us when the shit hits the fan."

Winston glanced around the bar once more, noticing that the holoscreen switched their current program to the Serena News channel. It was hard to make out what was being reported due to the poor sound quality from the broken stereos. "Certainly seems like we're going to need those skills in the upcoming weeks too.." The pilot's gaze shifted from the holoscreen and towards the door, where he saw two familiar faces.

Winston beckoned the two over. "Ah.. Bob. Nadia. I hope you two made it here without too much trouble." He said to the both of them as they took their places. "Sulla, this here is Bob." Winston said, gesturing towards the Chi'tia. "I met him while I was browsing for a decent freighter. I can't say I know anyone else with the understanding of the ins and outs of starships like he does."

The pilot then gestured to the feminine robot beside him. "And this missy here is Nadia. Nadia is a bit of an amusing story actually. I was searching for a medical droid to keep you folks in shape, and I found this fine piece of hardware in a pawn shop. Now Nadia may have a few odd quirks about her that may make me question my safety around her, but.. I know she's capable of taking care of both friendlies and foes without too much of a problem. Ain't that right Nadia?" Winston finished, a friendly smile on his face.

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This is how we all die. Some AI somewhere will start to think for itself and that's that. The machines overthrow their human overlords.
G.G.

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Damn.. I wanna make Craboids now.

Anyway @Diabolic, your Cs checks out and is good to go. You can copy pasta that over to the character tab now if you want to and join in IC wise.

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IC post is up. Post away comrades. Pm if you have questions or join the chatzy chatroom if you need to contact me, which i'll be residing in for the time being.

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Hisho's Market

Slowly the doors to the Hudson Hauler began to lower, the roar of heavy rain echoing through the cargo bay now. Winston stood by the cargo door's control panel, a bottle of cola in one hand and the other against his earpiece. He brought his bottle to his lips for a quick sip, as cargo-bots began to hoist and carry crates and containers into the ship. "Yeah.. your cargo is being loaded. How do I know that? I'm watching your machines load my ship up right now." The man rolled his eyes. Pushy customers made the life of a hauler grueling some days. The man on the other side of the call continued to hound Winston about the importance of this shipment. Winston had become used to this though. Everyone's cargo was always important one way or another. Feeling that the conversation had grown dull, and seeing that the last of the cargo was strapped down in his ship, Winston interrupted his customer as he closed the cargo doors. "It's all loaded up so calm down Doc. We'll get this stuff off world soon but I have business to take care of here first."

With a press of the appropriate button, Winston ended the call with a huff. "That man is going to force me to replace my eardrums if he doesn't hush up at some point.." Taking another gulp of cola, he proceed to walk through the kitchen of the ship. Setting the bottle down, the man collected his PDA which he had left on the table. Sliding the collapsible device into his vest pocket he continued towards the exit. "Hey Bob!" He called out for his engineer, hoping he would hear him from somewhere in the ship. "I'm heading out! Gonna stop by The Tipsy Sewer. That's where our new friends should be meeting us soon."

Winston opened the doors and made his way outside. As he made his way down the stairs, the ship doors closed behind him. The pilot wasted no time getting under a roof was he was on the ground. The streets were wet, and the reflection of neon lights filled most of the puddles. As he made his way through the hazily lit streets, the locals either glared or eyed him uncomfortably. Winston kept a hand by his holster at all times as he shifted from cover to cover, doing his best to avoid the worst of the rain. As he turned another corner, he saw his destination and it's name illuminated by a bright neon sign. People huddled under cover together as they made conversation, the bar's music could be lightly heard through the rain from down the street. People appeared to be leaving the building. Winston thought that they may be heading home, since the hour was getting late. From the way Hisho's Market appeared, if you considered yourself decent, you wouldn't want to stay out too late. Worried that he may get mugged if he stayed out any longer, Winston hurried inside the bar.

Inside, the pilot found the bar to be rather shabby and dirty. Rusty, leaky pipes lined the back wall on the building. The ground was covered in crumbs and broken bits of what was presumably once a chair could be seen scattered across parts of the floor. There was a nasty looking spill of what Winston prayed was beer, and a rather musky scent was in the air too. Winston found himself a well lit and empty table near the back corner of the building, which only had a few patches of dried blood stuck to the cushioned seats. Taking another glance at his surroundings once he was seated, he could see why the owner's had given their establishment such an interesting name..

Winston sat silently and alone for the moment, listening in on the small banter from the customers around him from time to time, and glancing over at a glitchy holoscreen which had what appeared to be broadcasting the latest Gal-sports arena match. He tapped his fingers on the table, waiting for the others to arrive now.

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Hmm.. it is logical that stronger or larger races/creatures can use bigger guns or heavier equipment. That is good to note.

Well i'm going to grab a bite and get to writing up that IC now that I should be free for the rest of the day.

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@HeySeuss An excellent addition with magazine detail. I might put a bit more detail in the guns we can loot or possibly purchase later in the rp as well just to spice things up.

For now, i'm contemplating getting an IC post up already, or waiting to see if a few more character sheets come in. I'll probably wait since I know we'll have at least one more character other than Diabolic's character, and quite a few people from the interest check haven't checked in yet either. I don't know about them though... In a couple of hours I may write something up. We'll see how things go.

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@HeySeuss That's fine, also I found the cs nicely put together.

Anyway i'm going to sleep, g'night folks. Hopefully tomorrow we'll have a few more character's posted, and I may start an IC post based on how that goes..