GM:
~~~ IC ~~~

GM:
::you're a day into the aragon system, after a brief layover at B2's jumpgate it's night, or what passes for night as the ship's clock records time synchronous with aragon's flow... Jonah has told you that you'll be passing close to the 8th planet in the system, as it's the most direct course to Aragon, but you're in no danger of hitting all of you at various points at the night went to sleep::

GM:
::time passes, until You groggily lift yourself from the acceleration couch that serves as your bed, and it takes you a moment to comprehend what has caused you to wake, the blaring sound of an alarm echoing throughout the ship::

Ruiz:
::moves quickly to the bridge::

GM:
::jonah is tiredly stumbling into the bridge, falling into his seat::

An:
::pulls himself out of bed and steps out of his room, trying to focus as he looks around::

Tien:
::Takes a moment and focus himself. Readying Soma Level 3: Quickening.::

Ricardo:
::still half asleep:: Dang Charioteers! What now?

GM:
::an nearly runs into Elena as she emerges, dressed in a rumpled jumpsuit::

GM:
::Tien feels quickened:: ((no dice if i can help it tonight guys))

An:
Exscuse me, ::moves out of the way so that she can move:::

Elena:
::mutters:: what are the proximity alarms going off for?

Ricardo:
::opens cabin door:: What in blazes is going on?

An:
What? Care to explain... quickly

Tien:
::Moves quickly toward the bridge, after checking the other's rooms to see if they are ok.::

Elena:
Something's near the ship

An:
Ok... good answer.

Ricardo:
((a void Kraken))

Ruiz:
::rolls eyes::

GM:
::Everyone, sans maria and the obun stumbles into the bridge::

Tien:
((They ok and awake?))

Ricardo:
((hmmm, I wonder what Maria and the Obun are doing?))

Ruiz:
((Obun?!?))

Tien:
((I do check on them))

GM:
::jonah is in the pilot's seat, elena slumps into the navigator's chair::

Maria:
::in about 2 minutes Maria comes out in a simple shapeless dress, looking pissed that she had to get her clothes on this quickly::

GM:
((so how's everyone dressed btw?))

An:
::naked::

Tien:
((Just in my under tunic::

Ricardo:
::nightshirt::

GM:
::everyone notices that An is as perfect in the rest of his body as he is in the face::

Ruiz:
::in light grey-black sleepwear::

GM:
::he looks very angelic::

GM:
::especially with the wings and all::

GM:
::out of the canopy you can all see the giant 8th planet and two moons orbiting it it looks near enough to touch, giving you a hint of its size::

GM:
((remember, jonah is on sleep mode, ask questions))

Tien:
Are we near the atmostsphere?

Tien:
Or orbiting satilites?

Jonah:
No mon, you tink I and I is stupid?

Tien:
((No answer))

An:
Then what the hell is happening?

Elena:
Looks like we're on an intercept course with ::she squints to the distance::...

Ruiz:
::looking absent-mindedly at the instruments::

Tien:
E, what does the machines say we are near?

Elena:
4 ships... they must have come from the first moon

Tien:
Tell them that we are firends.

Ricardo:
((that's no moon, it's a space station))

Elena:
::she checks the gauges:: yeah, that would be about right... they must have slingshotted off the moon's gravity to near our speed so quickly

An:
((dum dum dum dum de dum dum de dum))

Tien:
(9Warn that ship off. Make challenge))

Ruiz:
(((LMAO))

GM:
::you notice at your current course that you'll pass very near the 2nd moon, outside its orbit::

An:
So, what do they want? Can't we hail them or something?

Ruiz:
What are the masses of the ships? Can we identifythem?

Elena:
Not yet, they're still out of range.. we should hit ::she thinks for a second:: in about 18 minutes, give or take

Tien:
Are they out bound?

Tien:
Raiose us out of the planet's plane.

Jonah:
::Jonah looks at you oddly:: Do what now mon?

Ruiz:
((Does my Warfare skill work in this context, Stephen?))

GM:
((tactics wise, sure if you want))

Tien:
The plane of the system. man.

Jonah:
And that will do what for us mon? They'll just follow

Tien:
You take a plate ans spin it and the water inside... you must understand better then I.

An:
The flying slab of steele has weapons doesn't it? I mean, just in case

Elena:
Yes, we have an EM gun, a gremlin gun, and 2 slug guns

Tien:
Do you think that they are hostle?

Elena:
Could be

Ruiz:
::holds head in hand, thinking::

Tien:
Open communications. We can talk.

Ruiz:
((Can I roll tactics to get a more.. defensible.. situation?))

Elena:
The way they're moving we wont be able to send radio transmissions to them until they're very near

Tien:
They must be Hazat defense forces.

Elena:
... we are at about a tenth of lightspeed

GM:
((no rolls, no hints, come up with it on your own :) )

Tien:
((Combat is near impossible at this speed, folks))

GM:
::the npcs all look among you for ideas::

Tien:
((COntinue on course. Take some evasive actions.))

GM:
((say that ic))

Tien:
((Tien would have no idea about space combat. So, I guess that I'll keep quite.))

Ruiz:
##wits+warfare = 7, accent -2))

Ruiz:
rolled 1 20-sided die: 2

GM:
((no rolling, bad adam))

Ruiz:
((lol damn.. can't blame me for trying))

An:
Stay on course, let them catch up to us... I have a plan.

Jonah:
So we just going to let them catch us mon? Okay

An:
::heads quickly back into his room::

Tien:
CAn we go any faster?

Jonah:
::he takes it out of autopilot but otherwise changes nothing::

Ruiz:
do not speed up.. we do not wish to appear hostile.

Jonah:
No mon, I and I has already accelerated as fast as she'll go

Tien:
Time to orbit of aragon?

Jonah:
About 4 days mon

An:
::comes back:: Elena, follow me... I need your help.

Elena:
::she nods and follows::

Tien:
Any squaker traffic?

An:
::goes back to room::

Ruiz:
pilot, eti of the ships?

Jonah:
We're goin faster than radio waves at this point mon

Jonah:
::he checks:: We down to about 15 minutes mon

Ricardo:
I'm going back to make sure our cargo is secure. ::heads back to the cargo bay::

Ruiz:
are we above the planet's ecliptic?

GM:
((in english por favor ruiz))

Tien:
I'm going to get dressed. In case they board us. ::Goes to his quarters.::

Maria:
good idea ::she also leaves::

GM:
::the cargo seems as secure as it should be::

Tien:
::Gets dressed. Prays for guidence and the grace of the Pancreator.::

Ricardo:
::after checking the straps heads back to his cabin::

Ruiz:
Can we navigate so that we can be above the orbits of the planet's moons, maybe for the

Ruiz:
magnetic pole of the planet?

Jonah:
We could get above the planet, orbit wise, maybe in 30 minutes

Ricardo:
::puts on synthsil jumpsuit over the nightshirt; puts on boots, shield and weapons::

Tien:
::Going to the Don's Room::

Tien:
Don, ships can not talk when they are traveling fast?

Ruiz:
Pilot, can we utilize the planet's gravitiatonal field as a whip;?

Ricardo:
((are you yelling through the door?))

Tien:
((yes.))

GM:
((you have laser sensors, but you'd have to try to use them, and the other ships... might just have radio))

Jonah:
What kind of holo shows did you watch mon?

Ricardo:
::after strapping on his weapons, Ric opens the door:: What did you say?

Ruiz:
Vera Cruz war sims, both space- and land-based. Now can you get us close to the planet, maybe skirt by by a couple of thousand miles?

Tien:
Can ships talk to each other while trasveling fast?

Tien:
How do fleets coordinate actions?

NPC:
we're as close to the moons as we can get without goin in the gravity well mon

Ricardo:
How should I know? I've always let the Charioteers do my flying.

Elena:
::from an's door:: fleets arent fighting at full speed Tien

Ruiz:
do we have enough velocity to break free of the well, given current conditions?

Jonah:
Sure mon, no problem, it will slow us down tho

Ruiz:
Can we utilize the gravity well as a tool for acceleration?

Jonah:
with difficulty mon, and prolly in a direction we don wanna go

Tien:
Then why are we worried since we are traveling as fast as we can?

Elena:
because they're going as fast as they can, and right now it's faster than us

Jonah:
10 minutes mon

Tien:
So they might be able to shoot us?

Ruiz:
is their velocity tangential to, or perpendicular to our present course?

GM:
((okay, adam, how about a running translation for the non-rocket scientist GM as you talk?))

Elena:
depends on what weapons they have

Ruiz:
((LOL sorry again my man.))

Ruiz:
Pliot, are they catching up to us, or are they heading straight for us?

Tien:
So, if they are shooting rockets or slugs, then they will still have to aim ahead of us? Like man hunting with a bow?

Jonah:
They's coming to us at an angle, we's goin straight.. they's gonna intercept us right about at the moon or just past it.. hard ta tell

Elena:
yes, Tien, like that. And there's still a chance the slug would burn up in space or miss anyway

Tien:
Then all we have to do is move like the reed in the wind.

Ruiz:
Ah. Then our solution is quite simple. Vary your velocity and direction by minute amounts. Throw them into a guessing game with us.

Tien:
Or the bird between tree limbs.

Ruiz:
They have to match speed and direction to board, correct?

Jonah:
doesnt matter mon... we goin to fast to change seriously and they can just get behind us an catch us since they're a little faster

Ruiz:
I will be right back, pliot. ::runs to his room, changes into battledress::

Ruiz:
::runs back into the bridge, sits in copilot's chair::

Maria:
::maria comes out dressed like Gustav, the black bodysuit, sans helmet, her saber on her hip::

Ruiz:
((What is the pilot's name, again?))

GM:
((jonah))

Tien:
My masters taught me that to avoid the direct attack, one must move with the flow of battle.

Tien:
Can we do this?

GM:
::another alarm sounds throughout the ship::

Jonah:
Woah mon, i'm gettin something big, just out of sight around da moon

Ruiz:
What is the mass and velocity of the new sensor target?

Ricardo:
((void kraken))

Jonah:
Its not movin, and it looks a lot bigger than us.. maybe 3 times as big

Ruiz:
((lol damn, Ric, you're so positive))

Ruiz:
Is it directly in our path?

Tien:
((Assume the worst, so that you are surprised ...)

Jonah:
Only if we head towards it mon, it's orbitin i tink

Ruiz:
Any way to identify?

Jonah:
Not outta sight mon... barely picked it up at all... 6 minutes

Elena:
::elena heads back up to the bridge::

Tien:
My Don, we had been see what that allarm was about.

Ruiz:
elena, we have a new sensor target.. Massive, orbiting the moon.

Tien:
::Movestoward bridge.::

Elena:
::she checks the gauges:: probly a larger ship.. maybe a destroyer or lander size

Ruiz:
Can you fire the ship's weaponry?

Tien:
What was that alarm?

Elena:
yes, if you need me to, but i have to be in the gunnery pod

Maria:
I can too... it was covered a little bit in school

Tien:
We are going to fight?

Ruiz:
one of you needs to man the pod, just in case.

Tien:
::Prophet's Holy Blessing on the two gunners.::

Ruiz:
Jonah, time to intercept?

Elena:
there's two pods, each one has half the guns

Jonah:
intercept what mon?

Tien:
May the pancreator guide your aim and ensure the salvation of this crew and vessel.

Ruiz:
Time for the ships to intercept us?

GM:
::the gunners are blessed::

Jonah:
3 minutes mon

Ruiz:
Elena, Maria, can you p[ease man the gunnery pods?

Jonah:
::something beeps on the console:: Looks like a message mon...

GM:
::as the gunners go to the pods, and turn on intercoms::

Ruiz:
Let's see it, Jonah.

GM:
::he flips a switch and a dry voice crackles through static:: "Stand... down... we.. will.. board you... if you dont resist.. you dont get hurt"

GM:
::at this point you can see the ships coming towards you... they resemble nothing so much as a swarm of sharks, dark and sleek, swimming through space to get to you::

Ruiz:
::flips on intercom:: Don Ric, is there a military base around the gas giant in your system?

GM:
::they have no markings::

GM:
::no, ric does not seem to remember one::

Ruiz:
Jonah, can you open up a com channel to the ships?

Jonah:
sure mon, whenever you're ready

Jonah:
2 minutes

Ruiz:
open one up.

Jonah:
::he flips a switch and motions to you to speak::

Ruiz:
Attention unknown vessels. We are a free trader under the Hazat Flag.

GM:
((you guys kept going straight, just to let you know, you're beginning to pass the moon::

An:
::walks out of the room and back into the bridge::

GM:
::crackle:: "Oh.. good.. traders"

Tien:
Pilot, bend like the reed in the wind. Evade as best you can.

Ruiz:
What is your affiliaton, unknown vessels?

GM:
::in the distance you see an object floating around the moon::

Jonah:
::no response on the com:: one minute

Tien:
((A pirate galley))

Ruiz:
Jonah, ready evasive maneuvers. ::on intercom:: Gunners, prepare for hostile action./

GM:
::the ships are coming into view, they're moving to flank you, surrounding you at the 4 points::

Tien:
((Gallion))

Ruiz:
Jonah, get us the hell out of the center of those ships.

Maria:
"what should we fire?"

Jonah:
up or down or sideways mon?

Ruiz:
Gremlin guns, EM guns.

Tien:
What are these? Fighters?

Ruiz:
Your call, Jonah.. Just get us OUT.

GM:
::he tilts the ship, slowly, too slowly as the ships come into alignment and suddenly a...

Tien:
((Evade +100 z-axis))

Tien:
shields?

GM:
shock of electricity rattles the metal salts in your bodies and lights flicker off::

Ruiz:
status?

GM:
::crackle:: "stand.. down"

Ruiz:
Jonah, status?

Jonah:
hit us with grimlins mon ...lost some controls

Tien:
Retunrn fire ladies.

Ruiz:
my sentiments exactly.

GM:
::you hear sounds from either side of the ship as guns go off::

Ruiz:
::on intercom:: Don Ric, An, prepare to be boarded.

Ruiz:
Jonah, evade. DOWN.

GM:
::you see one ship shudder, and another dodge an energy burst::

Tien:
::Send distress signal.::

An:
::sits back and watches::

GM:
::jonah jams down the stick but you move very slowly.. then you stop moving...

Tien:
((Bid red button that says Distress::

GM:
you feel yourselves equallizing and the external ships pull close to you, and you realize that you're in a....::

Tien:
((Big red button that reads Distress))

Jonah:
Tractor beams mon

Ruiz:
Grapple guns!!!

Ruiz:
oh.. worse. ::rolls eyes::

Tien:
Brake thier lines.

GM:
::two ships latch on to your sides while the others keep the beams up::

Ricardo:
Tractor beams? Did he say tractor beams?

GM:
::crackle:: "open airlocks or we'll blow them open"

An:
::stands and grins and walks to the air lock::

Tien:
((Means Military, church or pirates))

Ruiz:
::Moves to the air lock:: Jonah, on my word, open them.

Tien:
::Follows::

Ruiz:
::on inter-ship com:: we are opening airlocks. wait one.

Tien:
::Set up defense around the gargoyle::

GM:
::you head through the engine rooms, who's on each door?::

An:
::stands infront of an airlock::

Ruiz:
::Moves to the port door::

Tien:
::Stands in the middle of the room::

GM:
((i dont know port and aft, use left and right please :) ))

Tien:
(9Port is left))

An:
::other airlock::

GM:
::okay, ruiz on the left, an on the right, others?::

Tien:
::Middleof the room, near Gargoyle.::

GM:
::ric?::

Ruiz:
##Calm + psi = 7 acc -2##

Ruiz:
rolled 1 20-sided die: 20

Ricardo:
::cargo bay end of the hallway::

Ruiz:
((oh, no..!))

GM:
::you can see through the airlock plexiglass that they're against the doors, lined theirs up with yours:: ((yep, no roll))

GM:
((what do you want to activate?))

Jonah:
"I'm opnin the doors mon, k?"

Ruiz:
((quickening and strenghtening))

GM:
::ruiz feels quicker, but not much stronger::

Ruiz:
::to Jonah:: open them.

Tien:
::Hardening is a good choice. Activate if possible::

GM:
::you see the outer doors of the airlock hiss open::

GM:
((doesnt activate tien))

Ruiz:
((activate hardenng))

An:
::clicks something under his sleve::

GM:
::ruiz feels hard::

An:
((Battle does that to you))

Ruiz:
::Draws sword, moves into martial stance::

GM:
::7 men pile in each airlock, they have shortswords in hand...

Tien:
:: Assume Mantas Stance::

GM:
they look kinda greasy, with varying lengths of hair and beard with a mix of spanish and arabian features::

GM:
::they wear vac suits::

GM:
::one hits the door of each airlock, and it slides open::

Ruiz:
Why are you here? Who are you?

Squad Leader One:
Out of the way ::he shoves past you::

Ruiz:
::stops him, pushes him back::

Tien:
::Look for symbols on suits::

Ruiz:
::talks slowly, softly:: who.. are.. you.

Squad Leader One:
((tien cant see yet)) bitch

GM:
::all 7 jump on Ruiz::

Ruiz:
::Jumps back, slashes, parries::

GM:
::he takes down one, then another, but he cant move well in this cramped space and he hears.

An:
::don't forget thrust::

GM:
them say something over the comm as pirates drive a 2 foot length of steel into his skull::

Ruiz:
((lol))

Ruiz:
((damn))

GM:
((an?))

An:
::click bang::

GM:
::you hear ruiz's death scream as your door hisses open and a barrage of plasma hits the pirates and manages to fracture plexiglass... there's a small explosion as the seal between ships shatters, ripping free the outer door and sending an into a cold icy death in space::

An:
::hell yeah::

GM:
::tien and ric hear the ship creak as the engineering door slams open and a vortex begins::

GM:
::meanwhile, 5 pirates run out the left side::

Tien:
::Wrap arms in the webbing around the Gargoyle. Hold on for dear life.::

GM:
::the pirates are surprised at the gargoyle, but seeing the vortex they wisely turn around and run back to their ship::

GM:
::the air is nearing freezing in the cargo bay, and it's hard to breath::

Tien:
((What is happening in the Vortex?))

Tien:
((All the air being sucked out?))

GM:
::food, papers, and components are sucked out, the gargoyle is in place though::

GM:
::over the growing roar, which seems to have ripped off the engineering door... you hear the other ship disengage... then you hear thuds against the hull::

Jonah:
They's firin man!

Tien:
::Fighting to remain conscience.::

GM:
::in the thuds, ric falls to the ground::

GM:
::you hear your ship return fire, but it's too little, too late, and the cargo hold rips open across the center, and tien and ric are sucked towards space...

Tien:
::Pray::

GM:
as tien rides the pegasus out into the icy void he thinks he feels it grow warm::

GM:
::ric's last sight is Tien, riding pegasus, with a broken angel flying past::

GM:
...

GM:
::You groggily lift yourself from the acceleration couch that serves as your bed, and it takes you a moment to comprehend what has caused you to wake, the blaring sound of an alarm echoing throughout the ship::

Ruiz:
((crap..!!! lol))

Ricardo:
((NOooooooooooo!))

An:
((::punches the groundhog next to him::))

Tien:
((LOL.. My dream came true::

Ruiz:
((lmao An..!))

GM:
((each of you suffers the return of the full memory, a few moments after waking))

Tien:
:;Arrise out of bed. Head for the bridge::

Ruiz:
::moves, shakily, to the bridge::

An:
::goes naked towards the bridge::

GM:
::jonah is there, as are elena and maria, dressed as they were originally...

Tien:
Pilot, change course away from the 8th planet.

An:
I just had the strangest dream...

Jonah:
:: It's hapnin again mon

Ruiz:
I concur with Tien.

Jonah:
Where to mon?

Tien:
180 degrees if possible.

Tien:
No. 180 degrees, now.

Jonah:
It's not mon... i cant turn that fast

Ruiz:
Make a course correction, now.

Jonah:
to where mon!?!?

Tien:
Move as fast as you can. I do not want to ride the gargoyle through space again.

Jonah:
::he just kinda looks at you waiting for viable directions::

Tien:
Thrsters at max.

Ruiz:
The Gar-- Tien...

Ruiz:
Can you activate the gargoyle again?

Tien:
Activate?

Jonah:
::he looks to ric and an since the others are busy::

Ruiz:
Awaken, power up.. Can you start up the gargoyle?

Tien:
::reach over and turn the wheel away from the planet to the right.::

Jonah:
::he pops tien as he reaches for the wheel:: that's not the controls mon. 18 minutes mon

Tien:
Fire the left side thrusters. Full burn.

GM:
((oh, i neglected to mention, the planet is to the right))

Elena:
we could make the other ship?

Tien:
I'll see what I can do. ::looking at Riuz:: I do not wish to hear your screams. I'll do what I can.

Ruiz:
Neither do I, my friend. Thank you.

Tien:
((Ok. then fire the right thrusters and turn left::

Ruiz:
Jonah, can we skirt the edge of the gravity well?

Jonah:
Just like before, jeah mon

Tien:
::Moves back to the gargoyle::

Ruiz:
No, I don't mean to use it as a tool to speed us up.. To use as a tool to slow them down.

Ruiz:
((oops.. them down))

Jonah:
I can certainly try mon

Ruiz:
How clsoe can we get w/out it slowing us down?

NPC:
pretty close mon

Ruiz:
Can we try to bait them into the well?

An:
Ok, this is what we do. Strap down the gargoyle, let them in. Those who go to the cargo

Jonah:
Again, we can try mon

An:
bay we just shoot out the back air lock.

Tien:
::Enter Meditation. Try to empathize and become one with the Gargoyle.::

Jonah:
15 minutes mon

Ruiz:
Do it.

Jonah:
I'm skirting the gravity mon?

Ruiz:
Yes. Try and bait them into falling in, however.

Jonah:
okay ::he punches some buttons:: 13 minutes

GM:
::the npcs go and get dressed, except jonah::

GM:
::he flies in his boxers::

Ruiz:
Jonah, go and get dressed. Quickly. I will do the same.

An:
::stays naked::

Jonah:
::he punches a button and hurries to his room::

Ruiz:
::moves to hsi room, readies battledress::

Ruiz:
((oops.. his))

Ricardo:
::gets dressed, mumbling:: It's not going to work.

Ruiz:
::moves back to the bridge::

Jonah:
9 minutes mon ::he says, jumping back into his seat::

Ruiz:
how're they looking?

Jonah:
Same as before mon, corrected a bit for our course, they should get to us just when we skim the gravity well

Ruiz:
continue course.

Jonah:
6 minutes

Ruiz:
gunners man your pods.

GM:
::they go off to do so::

Tien:
::Blanking mind. Reach out and touch the gargoyle::

Jonah:
5 minutes.. i have a message

An:
I want to talk to them this time.

Jonah:
::he fingers the com then glances at ruiz::

Ruiz:
Goi ahead An.

GM:
::crackle:: "Stop.. evasive.. manuevers... stand down.. prepare to be boarded"

Ruiz:
((hey all, I have to run, an important phone call for school just came up... sorry))

GM:
"you ... wont be hurt"

GM:
((will you be back?))

An:
Approahing ships, this is Anhetepf Griffen, Ambassador of the Reeves Guild. We will comply

Ruiz:
((if I can, Stephen. If not, I will email you, ok?))

GM:
((okay))

An:
But only if you enter in an un agreessive manner.

Ruiz:
((ok. see you in a few, I hope.))

GM:
::crackle:: A Reeve huh?

Jonah:
3 minutes

An:
And also, I need a name to accompany this group, for the report.

Tien:
::From oput of the nothingness, I form the image of our ship, moving quickly away from the 8th planet toward Aragon.::

GM:
::crackle:: "::chuckle:: you insured huh?"

An:
Of course, what reeve would fly out here and not be.

Jonah:
2 minutes

GM:
::crackle:: "we'd prefer not to be known"

Jonah:
1 minute

An:
::to Johan:: Slow down to a safe speed. ::to com:: Just give me a name, tittle, something.

GM:
::crackle: "Vlotan's Militia.. that do?"

Jonah:
safe for who mon?

An:
yeah, that works for me, Oh yeah, once you get on board could you perhaps send a representative to the bridge so that we can complete the paperwork. I need to take inventory of the things you aquire.

GM:
"::chuckles again:: alright"

Jonah:
they're on us mon, we want to dive into the well? ::he looks at ric and an::

An:
::clicks off com:: Wait until they attach airlocks... then dive.

Jonah:
what about the tractors mon?

An:
If we comply peacefully they may not have a use of them.

GM:
::as if to dispute that the ship slows a bit under a glow of energy::

An:
::clicks on com:: Ok... just give us the signal when you want us to open the airlocks.

GM:
::click, click as the ships attach themselves::

An:
::looks around:: ::to com:: You ready?

GM:
::crackle:: "open airlocks"

An:
10-4 ::looks to Jonah:: ::clicks off com:: Down now. Hard!

GM:
::he fires the left thrusters, tossing the ship sideways and everyone inside off there's a pop as the airlock connectors detatch and you dive into the gravity of the planet

Tien:
::Lands hard against the cargo bay wall.::

GM:
heading, as it turns out, while slowed by the tractors.. towards a ship in orbit::

GM:
::crackle:: "You'll.. pay!"

Jonah:
They're reorienting mon, but that slowed them a bit

An:
Head towards that ship... the big one

Jonah:
can do mon

Tien:
::holding side, rise to feet and move back toward the gargoyle::

GM:
::there are roars around you, but the energy bursts seem to miss, and you even free yourselves from the tractor beams.. or perhaps they release on seeing the ship... a large destroyer class vessel with hazat colors on it::

GM:
::out the peripherals of the canopy you can see the ships widening outward::

Jonah:
There's a laser comm mon

An:
Faster

Jonah:
i am, you want me to open the comm?

Ricardo:
Put the comm on audible.

GM:
::he flips it on:: "Are you Hazat" ::a stern and hard voice asks::

An:
Yes... and we are under attack.

GM:
"come aboard then" ::several tractor beams lock onto you and pull you towards the immense ship, orienting you so that your right airlock will connect to its left side::

GM:
::as you see it, it's an immense beauty, streamlines and fast looking, with many weapon turrets.. probably 2nd republic tech, and it looks that old...

Tien:
::Seeing that he has failed to use his psi on the gargoyle, Tien will pray and use his faith

GM:
it also looks like it's seen many battles.. some of them quite damaging...

Tien:
Divine Reviations::

GM:
in fact, as you get closer you note that several turrets are blown up or missing::

GM:
::and, as you are pulled near to the hatch, you notice the huge hull breach along it's back half, with darkness within::

Ricardo:
This...isn't...right.

GM:
::your ship clicks to the other ship::

GM:
"Open airlocks...... please"

Tien:
Oh, most holy pancreator, I have failed in my mission.

An:
No... it's not.

Tien:
Guide me and grant me knowledge of what your will would have me do.

GM:
"Open airlocks"

Tien:
Protect us from our enemies and the evils which surround us.

Ricardo:
Here we go again.

Tien:
Aid me in the saving the the many souls on this tiny vessel.

GM:
"Open Airlocks!"

An:
PULL AWAY NOW!!!

Tien:
Let my will be thy.

Jonah:
Cant mon.. they've still got us tractored and the clamps are much stronger here.. and we arent moving any more

GM:
::there's a pounding on the right of the ship::

An:
Damnit! ::head quickly towards the air lock::

Tien:
Thy will shapes my will.

GM:
::you arrive at the airlock, just as it's broken in on the other side and a squad of vac suited soldiers, in hazat regalia enter.. only thier visors are broken open and their swords are broken::

Ricardo:
((ack!!))

GM:
::one sends a mighty punch which buckles the inner air lock inward::

An:
::stands arms outstreched::

Tien:
Let thy words be spoken through your humble servant.

Ricardo:
Everyone, run to the gargoyle.

GM:
((are you still naked?))

An:
yep

An:
((Yep))

GM:
::everyone but an runs to the gargoyle::

Ricardo:
Hang on for the ride of your lives, people.

Tien:
::Tien is sitting on the floor,praying::

GM:
::one more hit and the door crumples::

Ricardo:
An get over here, now!

GM:
::the glove is torn from his hand, and it shows pale flesh beneath... his face is a similar shade, and his eyes are sunken deep and lifeless::

GM:
::in a cold voice:: You Hazat that betrayed us.. now we betray you

Ricardo:
ANNNN!!!

An:
::stands silent and looks him in the eye::

GM:
::an feels the jagged end of a broken blade enter his chest, making it hard to breathe::

An:
::embraces the one in his rooms::

GM:
::then the troup continues into the main bay, a dozen strong, then 2 dozen::

An:
::wings even::

Tien:
Amen. ::Open eyes::

GM:
::they move forward to the gargoyle and begin attacking... you all fight valiently, but even losing pieces they continue and overwhelm you... cold eyes stare at you as they mercilessly hack you apart...

Tien:
::Sign of the jumpgate Cross:: May the pancreator have mercy on your lost souls.

GM:
Elena screams as her head is cleaved open, exposing a bit of metal... Maria's war shout is choked off with her head, her body crumpling ungainly to the floor... Johan is stabbed in the back as he turns to flee...

Ricardo:
((lol))

GM:
Ricardo and Ruiz fight side by side, and die side by side... Tien is stabbed through his medallion, spearing up into his neck...

Tien:
::Invoke Light:: May the light of the Pancreator ...

GM:
as An's life drips from him he watches the undead leave as silently as they arrived... and as the last breath leaves his destroyed chest he thinks he hears the flap of wings and the clopping of hooves::

GM:
...

GM:
::You groggily lift yourself from the acceleration couch that serves as your bed, and it takes you a moment to comprehend what has caused you to wake, the blaring sound of an... alarm echoing throughout the ship::

Tien:
::Sit up and begin to pray::

GM:
::ricardo wakes, suddenly remembering a legend...

An:
::stands, naked again and makes his way towards the bridge knowing now what he must do::

GM:
the ship of Kazimierz Rulaven, betrayed in battle by his commander, he swore eternal revenge on the Hazat::

GM:
::the NPCs are all there, ruiz looking pale and shaken, and elena and maria contemplative::

Jonah:
18 minutes mon

An:
Why do I keep getting us killed... not again... I've thought it over. There is a way. Same as before. Only one thing changes.

Jonah:
and that is mon?

Jonah:
An?

An:
The fact that we are being chased by Hazat warriors.

Jonah:
I see.. that might work mon

An:
Might as well try.

GM:
::the minutes count down in eerie deja-vu.. only they seem to pass more quickly... as if time was catching up to you, snapping back more quickly after being strained and pulled... the ship orients towards the destroyer, and then you are hailed, exactly as before::

Tien:
::Continue to sit cross-legged on my bed and praying for guidence.::

GM:
"stop evasive maneuvers, prepare to be boarded"

An:
::same as last time::

GM:
::after a short conversation that differs only in miniscule but noticeable ways you find ships clamped to your airlocks::

An:
::looks to Johan and nods::

Jonah:
::johan spins the ship and dives, as before, heading towards the ghost ship::

GM:
::soon:: "Are You Hazat?"

An:
Send a call to that ship before us.

GM:
::a channel is opened::

An:
Mayday... repeat we are under attack from hazat warriors... we are in need of assistance.

GM:
"Hazat... those ships?"

An:
That's an affirmative, an assasin squad I believe... damn bastards.

GM:
::the channel goes dead, as before you the ship turns and begins to accelerate along your path.. heading to meet the ships that are reconverging on the other side of you... it speeds up unnaturally fast, and by the time the pirates notice you have company and try to correct a half dozen beams lance from turrets on the ship and grab them in tow::

GM:
::they're pulled towards the ship slowly::

Jonah:
Pull out mon?

An:
Now! Hard, and Fast!

GM:
::the ship reels as the gravity well is thrust against and you exit it's ambience heading outwards, reaccellerating.. resetting course for Aragon... You almost think you can hear the death screams of the pirates in your minds as they all are brought to the ship which soon stops, braking completely in space... once again becomming dead and silent::

An:
::nod::

GM:
~~~ OOC ~~~

Tien:
::Pray for the souls of the lost and the pirates::

An:
::whips out his mace and goes to work on the undead::

GM:
why didnt you try to turn them tien?

An:
That was f*cked up

GM:
i told you all it would be

Tien:
I do not have the rite"prophet's Censure"

Tien:
I guess that Light might have worked.

GM:
might have.. had you not died before casting it

GM:
i find it interesting that nobody believed i would just wantonly kill you all without recourse to dice that first time

Tien:
This is the first the Tien has had to deal with undead. He will know better in the future.

Tien:
Well, this is the gargoyle of time and space. It does funky thins with time.

GM:
so how you all liking the Time 6 gargoyle?

Ricardo:
mass confusion

An:
Freaky bastard

Tien:
Fine. If only I can learn to harness it.

GM:
perhaps it will harness you

Tien:
Tien wishes that he could have the spirits of the other ship put to rest.

GM:
make a report

Tien:
It shows the evils of war and hatred.

GM:
you've not only gotten a gargoyle, but also wiped out some pirates in teh system...

An:
We rock

GM:
and found a nasty ghost ship.. a very auspicious homecoming

An:
Just a little trial and error.

Tien:
Yes but the spiritso fht undead stillseek to take vengence on the Hazat.

GM:
who ya gonna call? The Inquisition!

Tien:
They need to be put to rest and allowed to move on to the pancreator.

Tien:
Make a note of the ship's location.

An:
Why, I mean I put them there. Being that I am evil and all..

Tien:
?

Ricardo:
G'night all.

GM:
dont worry ric, political stuff next week

GM:
night

Tien:
Good night Don Ric.

Tien:
How are you evil, cam?

GM:
he's the diet soda of evil

GM:
and i know i butchered the quote

An:
hell yeah... I'm like the Mr. Pibb of evil

GM:
only one calorie, not evil enough

Tien:
I thought that we got over that litttle mutant bit.

GM:
well, you realize he's the head of all the antinomists on Aragon right?

Tien:
No.

GM:
as well as being the infernal pack priest of georgia

Tien:
I see. Well, I'm off. Starting to cvome down with a migraine.

GM:
night

An:
Little mutant?

Tien:
Good night.

An:
NIght.