The Secret Stone [NOT ACTIVE]

[Zulma san]

The year is 3215.
Technology has reached peek, flirting with what seems like magic. Everything seems possible.
The humans mostly no longer live on earth but on foreign planets or on board spaceship and space-station illuminating the dark universal void like fragile stars.
Alien technologies are being used by humans. New scientific discoveries are being made every day.

However breeding between humans and aliens is genetically and biologically impossible. Resulting in the rise of racism over the previous years as no true mixing is impossible. Even splicing has been tried and has failed.

For more than hundred of years however no new matter has been found. Every new planet or star discovered in the last hundred years is made of matters already discovered only arranged in different proportions.

However the rumor has it, that the crew of the Snatcher, the most infamous pirates and treasury hunters of the universe just discovered an Alien Stone never seen before. A stone, or rather a sphere, that seems to contain the universe within itself.



Although no one has confirmed the very existence of that stone, the crew of the Snatcher seemed to have already paid a high price for its discovery.

From across the Universe, scientists, terrorist separatists, the Army, supported by the General Council, everyone is trying to get their hands on that new treasure.

 

[Zulma san]

The Crew of the Snatcher

1- The Captain (male) - Former lieutenant of an elite army team. 10 years ago, he led a supposed-to-be rescue mission which was in fact a suicide invasion reconnaissance. Losing most of his team, he managed to escape with 2 & 3 and deserted the army to create his own crew.

2- The First Mate (female) - Former member of an elite army team, she owes her life to 1 and has known him and 3 for over 10 years now.

3- The Mechanic (male) - Former member of an elite army team, he owes his life to 1 and has known him and 2 for over 10 years now.

4- The Radio/Navigator (female) - A new comer who has just been hired as the former radio who was the sister of the Captain fell into a coma after the discovery of the stone. The former radio is currently in a cold cast on the ship.

5- The Logistics (male) - The husband of the former radio. He joined the crew at its creation about 10 years ago and that was when he met his future wife.

6- The Scientist (male) - A fairly new addition to the crew as he joined it only 2 years ago after the retirement of the former scientist who found himself too old to go on space traveling.  

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Character Sheet

[b]Username:[/b] Your Gaia user name
[b]Name:[/b] Your character name, please do not use your gaia name. Be creative.
[b]Age:[/b]
[b]Gender:[/b]

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[b]Biography:[/b] Avoid the 'they lost their memories and don't remember anything'. It needs to be developed.

[b]Mental description:[/b] Do not forget that your character needs flaws as well!

[b]Physical description:[/b] A picture can be added as a complement, but you need to give a physical description.

[b]Weapon(s) of choice (if any):[/b]

[b]Additional information:[/b] If your character loves ramen you can put that here! ^.^

Alien vs human: Humans in height, size, weight, natural hair color and eye colors are what we currently are. So anything out of the norm or non-humanoid is considered alien.

Application process:
1- Send Zulma san a PM with the character you would like to play (you might want to add a second option, in case someone already took the one which was your first choice)
2- Once you have been approved for that character, send the completed character sheet to Zulma san for approval.

wahmbulance Some of the characters might have side agendas which are unknown to the others and will be communicated to you when you pick up your character. You will have to include those constraints within your character sheet. wahmbulance  

[Zulma san]

Characters

1- The Captain Crom Ferris

Username: Hinge 1
Name: Crom Ferris
Age: 54
Gender: Male

Crew position on the Snatcher: Captain

Biography: Crom Ferris was born Adrain Hill to a pair of loving, middle class parents that owned and operated a small bar near the ship docks on the planet Carvar V. Adrian would spend his days skipping class and getting into trouble with the local law enforcement agency. When he was sixteen years old, Adrain Hill meet a young man named Crom Ferris and the two became fast friends. They got into fights and spent time inside and outside of jail. The two young men fell in love as time went by. Tired of the police and wanting to see the universe, the two planned to escape the planet by sneaking aboard a vessel and traveling the stars. This was never to be.

The real Crom Ferris was killed as the two men tried to steal enough cash from a local store to support themselves once they were off world. Adrain, panic stricken and fleeing for his life, fled straight into a military recruiting post. With the police outside and closing in, Adrian walked up to the recruiter and said he would like to join. When the recruiter asked Adrian for his name, Adrain said he was Crom Ferris and handed the recruited Crom’s id. The recruiter looked at the id, looked out the window and then back to the man standing there. The recruiter nodded his head in understanding and filed Adrain as Crom Ferris.

Adrain, now Crom Ferris, excelled in special operation qualifications. After three years of intensive training, he was giving a position as second lieutenant in a commando unit. He spent twenty years serving the military and was a highly decorated officer when the fateful day came.

The planet was Exvrion 3. A civil war had been tearing the local populace apart. The feline aliens native to the world had taken several high ranking naval officers hostages, including on Admiral Gref. Crom and his team were sent in to rescue the officers. The whole operation was highly publicized and many reporters asked to interview Crom.

Crom and his team deployed into a s**t storm of lion blasts and bullets. Their mission was going well until the team was betrayed. The high command wanted to wage open war against the feline natives and they made sure the media was watching as a bomb detonated, destrpoying the entire building housing the officers.

Crom had discovered the betrayal to late. When one of his own squad members turned against him and tried to stab him, Crom had snapped the man’s neck and tried to save all of his team, most of whom ha been injured during the intensive fighting. He was unsuccessful. Most of his team died in the explosion. Crom has never forgiven himself for being unable to save the other fourteen members of his team and he drinks a toast to their memories every evening.

Mental description: Crom is a warrior first and foremost. His mind is sharp as a razor, his body, despite his age, fit and sleek like a cat. However he is jaded from so many years of death. He is often prone to making jokes at bad times or to have his dry wit run off with his mouth. It is how he copes with the world around him. He is incredibly polite to whoever he meets, friend or foe and he has begun building up a resentment for killing. He prefers to settle matters through words rather than violence and in fights, most of his shots are disabling, not killing. He does regret the things he does, save for th fact that he could not save his entire team that fateful day.

Physical description: : Crom Ferris is not a tall. The top of his bald head barley reaches 5’5. He makes up with his short stature by have a giant presence. His hazel eyes are sharp and constantly move. His bulbous nose rests above a grey beard. He wears square rimmed spectacles over his hazel eyes. His regular attire is a black jacket over some form of shirt. A pistol rests in a worn holster at his side. Long brown infantry paints end with worn boots covering his feet

Weapon(s) of choice (if any): Pistol

Additional information: Crom is a homosexual.

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2- The First Mate Luta Raishan

Username: Demonic Shadow666
Name: Luta Raishan
Age: 36
Gender: Female

Crew position on the Snatcher: First Mate

Biography: When Luta was a child, she was raised on a planet where the only way you could survive, was your ability to fight. So from the time that she could walk, she was trained how to fight. Her parents were the leaders of their faction, based on their ability to fight and their military prows. Thus as their only child she had their full and undivided attentions. Which for any other child would be a wondrous and wonderful thing, for her was utter hell. Unlike most parents who showed their love with affection, they showed their love for her in brutal almost torture like training. Instead of toys they would gift her with knifes, swords, scythes, and many other weapons. By the time she was 12, she was able to fight and kill people who were her elders.
Because of her advanced skills, she enlisted the army and was soon recruited by an extremely elite universal army unite, which name is, to this day, still unknown to the general populist of the many galaxies. Thanks to the Captain, her former commander in the unite, she survived a suicide mission. She followed the Captain when he created the infamous space pirate crew on board the ship the Snatcher. Luta has always relished a challenge and the discovery of the sphere seems to be one of the ultimate challenges that the Snatcher has set up.

Mental description: Luta is usually an easy going person but due to what happened in her past in the army she has flash backs which can lead her to lash out at those around her without realizing it. But other than that she is an easy going woman unless you cross her, the captain or the mechanic.

Physical description: Luta is 5`2 of tempered muscle. She has some soft curves to her. Her hair is down the small of her back and it is done in braids. Luta's eyes are the color of the amber sun; they have been known to make lesser men quake in their boots. At the end of each of her fingers she has curved metallic claws that she can remove and put back on. Luta usually wears shorts and no shoes and a tight form fitting shirt that gives her free reign of movement to allow her to fight and also because she know that it distracts members of the opposite sex. She has pale almost pure white skin.

Weapon(s) of choice (if any): Claws and a scythe. The scythe breaks down into a single metal rod but when you hit a button it shoots out about 6 feet in length and a large blade of energy is unleashed from the top. Also she has unique daggers that are attached to the end of each of her braids which she can use to attack.

Additional information: She prefers meat.

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3- The Mechanic Nathan Helios

Username: Ultimashade
Name: Nathan Helios
Age: 35
Gender: Male

Crew position on the Snatcher: The Mechanic

Biography: Nathan was born in to a small community that was very closely held together, nobody was ever an enemy to their neighbor and everybody was always willing to lend a hand. During an early point in his childhood he discovered the world always had some form of evils in it when a former friend of his literally stabbed him in the back, leaving him with a huge gash. Nathan blacked out some time later from losing too much blood, as he awoke he discovered he was alive and the boy who'd stabbed him was gone. When asked why Nathan was nearly killed when he did nothing to deserve it, he replied slowly, still recalling the memory. He knew his friend was discovered committing a crime and Nathan confronted him, trying to keep him from following through with his plan. Nathan had been foolish enough to believe a child could make a change to something so devastating, but he was told he did change the outcome of what had happened. He was told he was brave for confronting the other boy, but stupid for almost throwing his own life away. As he grew he discovered he had an interesting talent when it came to machines or anything even remotely close to that. Polishing his talents up a little, he joined an elite force and prepared for a rescue mission, he was needed in the field so he went with everyone instead of staying behind. Without knowing he and his partners were sent to their deaths he nearly died once more, he then understood how things worked. When he rose once more he discovered he'd been saved by his captain, he'll never forget that one day, and he owes the captain for keeping him alive through this one. He knows the only other survivor of the suicide mission, he's known her for almost a decade now. His thoughts on her are fairly mixed but he always loves the company of somebody he knows, he was glad she survived also. Now he has new goals and a new life even, being known and most likely feared as an infamous group of treasure hunters is only a good addition to his higher set goals. He'll enjoy making new history with his team.

Mental description: Nathan considers himself pretty useless when it comes to many situations, including the worst of combat situations. He may think that he is inferior when it comes to fighting but in everything else he thinks he can out-perform everyone. His pride may be his death in the coming times but it's been useful for one thing or another. His mental state is obviously stable, but he appears to change moods quite easily and get over depression sometimes in a matter of minutes. He's a generally happy person and is always willing to throw himself in the line of fire to help a friend if he can. When it comes to enemies he shows little remorse for their fate, if they attacked his friends they deserve whatever punishment they get, no questions.

Physical description: Nathan has strawberry blonde hair often hanging loosely because it's only medium length; it often gets in the way when things get rough though. His skin is fairly light so he is almost an albino; he has a little bit of skin pigment so he couldn't really be called by that name. He is roughly six feet tall and weighs around two hundred pounds. He may be trained as a mechanic but his body has a decent amount of conditioning too, due to this he has gained an athletic build. Nathan suffers from heterochromia which is a small part of the reason he wears goggles, one of his eyes appears to be blue while his left eye is green. Nathan has a long trailing scar across his back from a moment in his past, he proudly displays it whenever he needs to, it's a reminder of bravery even children can show. As for clothing, Nathan is almost always wearing a black sweatshirt and baggy black jeans when he's working or otherwise. He knows that something like this is maybe a thousand years old but as he'd read once before, jeans never go out of style. He even wears old shoes, they appear to be completely white sneakers which contrast highly with his suit and match very closely to his skin tone. Besides those, he also wears red goggles which are normally positioned on his forehead, when he wears them over his eyes there is a serious problem with somebody's equipment.

Weapon(s) of choice (if any): As a mechanic Nathan does not see very much action when it comes to battle. Due to the fact he's often repairing armaments he has a small amount of expertise with them, enough to defend himself should the need arise, that is why he was part of an elite team. He has a moderate amount of training with small guns that fit in his hand however, he lacks any experience at all with larger weaponry.

Additional information: Nathan dislikes it when people touch and/or take his goggles.

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4- The Pilot/Navigator Elea Bornick

Username: Zulma san
Name: Elea Bornick
Age: 28 years old
Gender: Female

Crew position on the Snatcher: The Pilot/Navigator

Biography: The only child of an influent senator, Elea never knew her mother who died given birth. Her father closed himself at the death of his wife, although he loved dearly his daughter, to turn to his first love: universal peace in politics. That left Elea very lonely for the first years of her life. She learned about her father through the media, the internet, the news. She soon came to adore him like a hero. She decided that when she would grow up, she too would serve the universe. Years passed and she very studiously learned all she could about politics, laws, commerce, physics and her passion navigation and piloting.
It became soon obvious that she had no talent for diplomacy what so ever. Her bluntness often offended people rather than helping out. After several failures, she ironically found her way: the army. She would accomplish her mission as part of the special section dedicated to peace enforcement. Years passed and her talent as a navigator and somewhat non-conventional pilot propelled her as part of a more secret team of the army doing intelligence. However, Elea had barely joined the team for three months when she refused to obey orders on the ground that the intelligence gathered by the mission would lead to a new conflict instead of resolving it. Martial court sentenced her to cashiering in front of the team and to reintegrate her former corps of army. Despite her abilities, she spent several years without being promoted again, until she was approached for a very particular mission.
The same team who had demoted her was now asking for her help. She had to gain the trust of the members of the Snatcher and to retrieve their newly acquired stone. Very reluctant at first, she was shown with evidence of the enormous risk for peace and universe balance with that stone being on the loose. Her duty, but more than anything her honor, require that she accomplishes her mission.
She was sent to the outer moon of the Galaxy Licia where the team had information that the Snatcher might be recruiting. She met with some of the crew members and integrated the crew under the name Elea Regman.

Mental description: Honor and duty before anything else. Sometimes duty and honor clash and she has to make choice, she will always choose honor, resulting in difficult situation for her. She is often seen as blunt or cold. She does not live for herself, nor for her father whom she loves dearly, she lives for the Mission: the utopia of peace for all, which she truly believes can happen one day if everyone really wishes it. In her search to reach that goal, she can be very blind. While she keeps control of herself in most situation, she can become reckless or even crazy when piloting.

Physical description: Elea wears her red hair in a short boyish hair cut which tickles the top of her ears and neck, half hiding her green eyes when she does not push it to the side with a swing of her hand. She is a red hair just like her mother, except that she did not inherit the freckles. Of an average height and built, 5’5 for 130 pounds, she has toned muscle from her military training and has good stamina. A high determined forehead, a forward chin and high cheekbones make her face too strong to be called pretty. Her only feminine pride is in her longer than average and delicate neck. She usually wears fatigue pants, kaki or camouflage with a sleeveless black top and black boots (military or not). She adopts a black hooded sweatshirt when it’s chilly or a long hooded black trench coat when raining or cold. When working on computations in front of a screen or a piece of paper for too long, she puts on semi-circle glasses with thick black rim to avoid tiring her eyes. She usually wears a pair of black mittens.

Weapon(s) of choice (if any): NONE! Military training gave her basic knowledge in all types of weaponry but so far she had never had to use any of them even after several years in the army! She considers that one of her victories. However she does not mind using her fists and feet to make her point in a strong willed argument. Her true ‘weapon’ is a small pocket size computer/GPS which she has enhanced with stars data and physics algorithm to work on course faster than a regular aircraft computer. She wears it in a small leather case attached to her belt. She can also do the computation by hands, although it takes longer. So maybe after all her weapon is her brain…

Additional information: She chews gum all the time, except when she is eating or (sometimes) drinking. She likes the sound of a popping bubble. The true reason of her addiction to gum is her potential one to alcohol which she enjoys a little bit too much.

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5- The Logistician Luca Al-Saadi

Username: MacPere
Name: Luca Al-Saadi
Age: 40
Gender: Male

Crew position on the Snatcher: Logistician

Biography:Luca was born to a family of working class factory-hands on an industrial planet. School, as imagined, was limited on such a world of monotonous work. Luca's mental development suffered considerably due to this, though he did find interest in the simple maths problems he was taught and pursued the interest by making up his own, growing higher and higher in complexity and difficulty. With his appetite whet and craving more, he took a job protecting military export warehouses at 19, where he was taught about the logistical science during breaks (and had his first negative experience with guns). He was hired by the military itself only a year later.

He worked on the data side of such operations for the majority of his career, a clear choice regarding his frequent 'stupid moments', though he proved himself more than capable in the field on several transportation missions. This was where his further experiences with guns hit him a wrong way and stopped him using them all together.

His meeting with the captain happened when he was making a delivery to an unknown dock with a truck full of highly dangerous military weapons without consent. Another of his 'stupid moments', but he was sure he was correct due to the military signal. Upon discovering the recipient and their mission, he straightened his jacket and quietly asked if there was a sign-up form. The way his superiors treated him had really stricken his nerves. That and... the girl standing behind the military guy was kinda pretty...

Mental description: Luca is often referred to as the 'dope' of the crew. He holds no goal in life, lacks the common sense expected and has a tendency to daydream. His character depicts that of a classic mollycoddled Neanderthal - somewhat thick-headed, highly friendly and a tendency to insult without knowledge he's doing anything wrong. Those of higher intelligence and status tend to feel... offended by his presence and input. His mental capacity for numerical knowledge is unfathomable, a peculiar trait considering his naivety in most over fields.

Physical description: A tall man at the height of 6'4", Luca possesses tanned skin synonymous with the Middle East. He keeps his hair in a short, frayed cut whilst his sideburns and beard remain scruffy and stubbled form. He possesses muted green eyes and a dense, muscular build, having been 'big-boned' from birth. His lips are forever curved upward in a good-natured smile.

Weapon(s) of choice: Luca's primary form of offence are his fists. He doesn't often utilise them and only discovered his talents for knocking people out when one warehouse he worked for was raided. His technique involves his altered form of CQC, several martial art disciplines he was taught during his army days and the kick boxing lessons he had as a teen. He holds the knowledge required to operate firearms, but prefers not to as a rule drawn from bad experiences. Let's just say that he was too clumsy for such.

Additional information: Exercising has transformed from a hobby during down time to a near obsession since his wife's cryogenic freezing.He visits her daily and talks to the pod as though she responded in her usual way, all smiles and giggles - forced or no.

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6- The Scientist Elliot Allegheny

Username: Gren_Eckener
Name: Elliot Allegheny
Age: 22
Gender: Male

Crew position on the Snatcher: Scientist

Biography: Elliot grew up in a large family, one of the middle children among seven. He'd learned quickly that attention and praise came from cleaning, and at once had become very good at it. His lack of personal space in all aspects of life eventually drove him to join the traveling bands that flew between stations, his own space colony being stifling, his interest in outer worlds and technology insatiable. He joined the army through the local recruitment center after getting fed up with his home life's crowded conditions and lack of resources for advancement beyond his 'stagnant' life. His excellence in the scientific field gained him many promotions, eventually leading to his placement on the Snatcher. He's a recent recruit to the Snatcher, only being in for two years. His proficiency is in biology and biogenetics, having served as an aide in splicing attempts.

In private, his agenda in joining the Snatcher in particular was to gather information and arrest the Captain and his crew, as they are suspect for treason (or so he's been told by his superiors). Once the stone became a factor to the ship, he strives to get the stone and compromise the navigator as a member of the crew in order to discredit her father, a very powerful and peaceful senator. Loyal to his superiors above his captain, he's sworn to secrecy and success.

Mental description: He's quite stable, highly aware of his shortcomings, and not willing to change for anyone else. Stubborn. He's an interesting contradiction: his office and facilities are spotless, and his personal quarters are a wreck. His clothes are folded and cleaned precisely before being shoved into a drawer. He's not afraid to speak is mind and is often prickly, unwilling to tolerate stupidity or willful ignorance. He's dedicated to the pursuit of knowledge, and is unwilling to let anything stop his missions. Rather intolerant of annoyances. Cranky.

Physical description: He's an alien, average height, 5'11". His time spent in the lab has left him pale, almost pallid. He's got short cropped purple hair with neatly trimmed sideburns, and sleek red eyes, almost always half-lidded. He can be found most in a crisp white lab coat, latex gloves, and trimmed pants. He doesn't smile very often. He fidgets often with the ring on his right ring finger.

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Weapon(s) of choice (if any): Handiest with scalpels and smaller knives, but odds are if it's in his lab, he can use it quite competently as a weapon. He spends his spare time working out how they'd work in the case of self-defense due to the surge in attacks.

Additional information: He's single, straight, but never interested in the idea of dating. He finds romance tiresome and rarely sees others as attractive. He has the tendency toward coming off harsh to new people before settling down around them. He likes his personal space, and detests the sound of people eating. He refuses to admit anyone into the lab with food, even snacks and gum, and will kick them out if they're drinking too loudly. Despite these things, he's fond of games and toys, and always finds time to care for children when he sees them.  

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The beginning

On a remote moon in the far side of the known universe, the Snatcher is once again taking off for new adventures. The stop was short just the time to replenish supplies and hire a new pilot/navigator. No question asked on either side but the tension can be felt between the new comer and the rest of the crew. For that matter, the tension can be felt within the crew after what they just experienced. One of their members is in the coma and they have on board an artifact that will soon be sought by many. Only the Captain knows of the location of the stone for the moment.

Crom's checked Elea's take off. Luta's checked Elea's take off. Luca's checked that the incoming supplies are put where they belonged. Nathan's checked the engine in the machine room. Elliot's checked Trudy's (Luca's wife and Crom's sister) vitals in the lab room.

Once on autopilot mode, the crew has been called on deck for the introduction between all the crew members.  

[Gren_Eckener]

Elliot sighed, right thumb playing at his ring as he walked, hard-soled shoes sending a staccato echo against the floor down the hallway. A meeting with his shipmates was going to be tense at best, he was certain, though his social life had never been his priority. He had a mission. He would fulfill it.

"Although...I suppose I must at least try...if only to make my tasks easier." he mused, finally setting his hands into his pockets. "After all...humans will believe anyone who treats them well."

Opening the door to the deck with a flick of his wrist, he walked in to await the rest of the crew with the captain.  

[Hinge 1]

“To those long since gone, you carry on within our hearts and in our songs, your journey done you carry on, until our own voyage is sailed and done.” Crom raised his glass to the wall. On the whall was a poster board with fourteen photographs pinned up. These were the fourteen soldiers he had been unable to save on Exvrion 3. Crom gave a small nod of his head and then chugged the glass of scotch in one long gulp. The warm alchohol slid easily down his throat, the taste of peat pleasant on his tongue. Crom pulled the glass away and with his other hand, he gave the wall a smart salute. This was his remembrance ritual he had started years ago. He did this once a day in honor of the fourteen soldier’s memories.

Crom sighed as he stared at the fourteen faces before turning around. His cabin was large but sparsly filled. A small wetbar had been added to the wall and a mattress and a bookshelf occupied the corner beside the door. Other than that the room was simple and metal, with a few clothes folded neatly on the floor. A clock on the wet board counter was slow flashing the time. He walked over to the wet bar and put the glass down before he turned on the faucet and splashed his face with a little cool water. He quickly turned off the water to save the stores of fresh water in the tank and looked at himself in the mirror.

He remarked how much he had changed over the course of his life. From ruffian to renowned military officer to a smuggler pirate all in one life time. A peaceful existence would never be his it seemed. A smile placed at the edges of his lips as he realized he loved the excitement and adrenaline of living on the edge of death all the time. Another photograph looked at him. It was a faded photograph from years ago. It was of two young men, one of which was the old Crom Ferris, the other was of Adrian hill. Crom smiled at the image of himself and his first love. There was sadness in his smile. Crom kissed his finger and then pressed the finger to the photo. The longer Crom lived, the more he vaulad the memories of those who had died around him. They lived on hin his emmory now and he did not want them to be lost to the eternal march of time.

The clock’s alarm began to buzz and it brough Crom out of his reflections. He stood up straight and composed himself. Crom was a leader of men, and as such, could never let people know what he was thinking. Crom had learned in the military that the more mysterious and powerful a commander held himself, the more troops would follow orders without question. Crom spun smartly on his heel and began to walk towards the door to his room.

Beside the door was a small consol, with many knobs and buttons. From this consol, Crom could control almost any system of the ship. Crom had added the system years ago in case anyone ever took over the ship and he had to lock himself in this room. The system had been monstrously expensive but Crom felt it was better to have purchased this and never used it than to one day regret not having it. Crom pressed a red button and leaned in close to the microphone built into the unit.

“Attention crew, this is your Captain speaking. I want a full essmbly on the deck in five minutes times. Drop what you are doing and come now. Captain out.” Crom’s voice echoed through the halls of the ship, coming from hundreds of speakers and comm. Units. Crom turned off the microphone and then entered a sixteen digit code on a number pad. Instantly the little monitor of the unit was filled with the image of the mysterious stone. Crom had hidden it and had left a security camera near it. The camera was so close to the stone, in fact, that you couldn’t tell where it was, only that if the stone where gone you would immediately know. Crom studied the strange stone for a moment, his stomach turning over uneasily inside him before he typed the code in again and the screen returned to black. Crom exited the room and headed for the deck.

He entered the deck and hadn’t even had time to look around before the door opened behind him and Elliot entered the room. Crom respected the scientist and was grateful for the fact Elliot was aboard. The scientist had healed more than one wound in his time. Crom nodded to Elliot and said:

“Good day Elliot. How are you?”

 

[Gren_Eckener]

He saluted, stiff and proper. "I am well, sir. The tanks are all performing at top capacity and the cryogenics chambers are stable." he replied, narrow crimson eyes respectfully focused on his commanding officer. He had never been sure how to approach the man without seeming awkward. His captain radiated an odd sort of warmth, one that any passerby could tell ran complement to his own cool demeanor.

"And you, sir?"  

[Raigon The Ice Titan]

Luta was in her quarters assaulting a training dummy. Striking all of the kill points on the dummy with surprising ease. Luta did a lavish flip in the air and landed on top of the dummy her feet inward towards the neck of the dummy and gave a nasty twist which would result in a broken neck and a kill.

Luta had just started to change her clothes when she heard the captain's voice saying that there would be a meeting of the crew in exactly five minutes. Knowing the captain like she did Luta walked over to her closet and reached in and got a top that barley covered the upper part of her lithely muscled top and got into a pair of skin tight shorts.Having changed Luta walked to the entrance of her room and typed in the code that would allow the door to open and walked out into the corridor and headed towards the meeting. Walking with a seductive walk she saw the captain and Elliot. She approached them in her usual deceptively seductive walk. As she reached them she said with a soft spoken voice.
"Elliot, Captain how are the two of you doing?"  

[Gren_Eckener]

Elliot frowned slightly at Luta's entrance. He could never understand why she wore so little. He'd long assumed that this human had little sense of temperature, or a survival instinct, being that living with a few inches of metal or glass the sole protection from the frigid depths of space had not compelled her to even think of further protection beyond what appeared to be a swimsuit.

"I am fine, Miss Luta." he replied quietly, eyes flicking to meet hers a moment before looking politely away.  

[Valentine Valtieri]

Nathan was just finishing up a bit of work; he'd been silent for some time now. When sparks started flying he knew there was a serious problem; he could certainly handle it himself though. He'd heard the call and muttered something to himself, with that he took the goggles off his eyes. He quickly followed the source of the captain's voice in his old-timey clothing and nodded as he entered the general area. "Captain, Elliot." He greeted with a huge grin on his face; he wasn't exactly professional at meetings. Nathan gave a quick nod to Luta, he was trying not to look too goofy with that smile of his. "Hello Luta."

He leaned up against a nearby wall and began playing with his red rimmed goggles, what was this all about anyway? He understood that he should be at least a little bit more serious, but he would adjust when he figured out what they were talking about. "I really hope this is something interesting..." Nathan thought to himself, wanting to actually do something. He certainly wished he was still working but if there was something that was more important than his own personal desires then everything could wait.  

[Gren_Eckener]

He nodded, brisk and formal. "Nathan."  

[Raigon The Ice Titan]

Luta smiled softly at Nathan and shook her head her hair with the lethal weighted edge at the end of her braid was moving with the shakes of her head. Luta looked over to Elliot and gave a smile full of white teeth and said in a joking manner. "You should lighten up Elliot you stay stiff like that your gonna get very uncomfortable." Luta laughed to herself softly then looked at Nathan again and jumped lightly she reached over to Nathan and grabed his arm yanking him away from the wall she flipped into the air and landed on his shoulders straddling his head from behind knowing that this would throw him even more off balance.  

[Gren_Eckener]

Elliot frowned slightly, watching her flip about Nathan in a playing attack. "If my loosening up would lead to that sort of greeting, I'd rather stay stiff and in one piece." he replied curtly.