Chapter 7 War, War never changes

Shit... I guess Plan C comes into it now.

=He gets into one of the Cells.=

=he follows as wwll=

(Dante)

(He exits the cell closing the heavy door)

You wont be able to make it out of that.

(He stands outside of the door)

(Dormii)
=we get to the messhall. i work my way over to the food counter and grab some tomato soup and an apple. i go back to a table and sit down, wincing as the pain hits=

=grabs some sandwhiches and sits down at the table=


how you feeling

=She goes to the counter and grabs some Pancakes, and sits on the table with Dormii.=

(Artyom)

Fuck, fuck fuck.

Code:

Well, well well. Activating...

(Dormii)
Like crap. I just lost my mind and, knowing that, tried to kill one of my best friends. Plus, I got shot, and I have a whole 'nother ship of names I have to remember. You?

(Sarah)

(She grabs some pasta and heads to the table)
(She props her head up with her hand as she eats)


(W/G)

(The two approach Draco)

Dante-You two

Weaver-We are sorry sir. He slipped past us

Dante-It should not have happened. You know that.

(They nod)

Dante-Dismissed.

(They leave)
(He takes out the chip and inserts it into the shield the best he can)

Andrea?

*Online, processing. Finished. Hello, my brother*

Good

=He slides out his knife (Which he had manged to grab just before being jabbed by a gun), and tries to make a hole, but it results in making a loud 'SCREECH!'=

(Dante)

(He can faintly here the screech)
(He sighs)


(Sarah)

Hmm...

(Dormii)
Yeah well.

=i take a bite of the apple=
You didn't see their faces, or their bodies. I saw it in all the bloody detail, but I'm not going to talk about that now. This is eating time.

=i nod to Laura and Sarah=
I don't know if you two can hold your food in if I talk about what I've seen.

(Sarah)

I have seen.

(She shakes her head)

Terrible things...

(She continues eating)

(Laura)

It can't be that bad, can it?

(Artyom)

=He hits the floor in anger.=

(Dormii)
=i nod=
I mean things like surgery gone wrong and horror movie type things.

=i whisper to Laura=
Trust me, it's not something for food discussion. IF you want to know, I'll tell you later.

=i lean back and take a spoonful of soup, my hand shaking a bit at the color=

(Laura)

Okay then. Later it is...

(Artyom)

Code:

Maintanance maps? Ohh... One right under C...

(Dormii)
=i stay quiet for a moment=
So...how's things, everyone? Seems like a redundant question to ask but...

(Dylon)
=i wake up, the feeling gone. i put my mask on and my usual clothes and I head up to the bridge to check up on the status of things=

Code:

GOD DAMNIT! Cross that out... C really is impossible to get out of.

(Laura)

I'm good, other than my leg.

(Dormii)
=i take another bite of my apple=
Well, that's good, kinda. Anyone else?

(Jason)

=I woke up a little while later. I must have drunk myself into some kind of stupor, or something. However, I had a hell of a hangover, so it was time to use the remedy I had learned. I headed for the mess hall=


(Miranda)

=I couldn't sleep, but then again, if someone else was in my position, would they sleep? My only company was Argo, and the occasional person that dropped of a food tray=

(Artyom)

=He begins hitting the Cell door in anger. After a while, he sits down leaning against one of the cell walls.=

(Jason)

=After a few minutes of walking, I was in the mess hall. I grabbed a tray, and got the food i needed, plus a cup of coffee. I then found a nice, quiet, vacant table, and sat down=

(Laura)

So... Anything that needs to be done on the ship?

(Dormii)
I hope not. There isn't much I can do.

then would you both kindly go around the ship and make sure the civilians are ok i don't think any were killed but there may be a few minor injuries if you excuse me i have to go check on the frigate i payed for


=heads to the hangar bay and heads down to the planet and then to the frigate=

=She stands up.=

@Dormii: You up for checking on the civillians?

(Dormii)
I payed for, you mean. And you may not want to look to closely when you clean it out.

=i get up and look at Laura=
Yeah.

(Laura)

So, where do we start? Do we just gather up the Civilians or something?

(Jason)

=My headache was pounding a tattoo into my head, and i decided to stop eating. For the most part, I just sat there, drinking my juice=

(Dormii)
=i shrug slightly=
We just go around, see if anyone is hurt. Why? You want to carry some people?

=i chuckle and start walking=

(Miranda)

=I felt the ship exit slip-space, and Argo's voice immediately came over the speaker in my room=

Miranda, I've managed to drop the ship out of slip-space. They think it's and engine problem, but it won't last forever though. I'm sending a message to Jason, with some coordinates. I f you want to say anything, now's the time.

=I already knew what I was going to say. I rushed to the speaker, and sent my message=

Jason, it's me. I'm alive. Vigil took me, and Leo is with them. I don't know why, but they want the baby. Argo is with me. Please, hurry.

=Argo's voice came back over the speakers=

Message sent Miranda. Let's hope Jason gets it, cause i won't be able to do this again.

=A few minutes later, the ship transitioned back into slip-space=

=comms dormi=

no i payed for you mat find this suprising but i have access the every account on this planet as well as several legit businesses so need something let me know

=arrives at the airstrip and walks up to the frigate=

=She chuckles.=

I would carry people, but I think I'm missing one key thing... Oh yeah, some badass blue armour.

=She begins walking.=

I see a Pelican land and look up. Zeru! No fucking way. I keep my bandanna and stuff on.

(Dormii)
=i chuckle again=
Yeah well, you are free to use it anytime.

=we head into the populated zone and start checking for any wounded=
You know, Laura, you would make a good Spartan.

How so?

=She checks a civillian, no wounds at all.=

(Dormii)
I don't know. I can't put a finger on it, but something tells me, you plus armor equals good.

=i check a small child. a few scrapes, but nothing to worry about=
If you want, you can try on my armor, when we are done here.

(Jason)

=I finally decided to get up. I went back to my ship. A sudden thought had occurred to me: if Vigil took Miranda, then they most likely took her to their base. I didn't care if it was a suicide run- if she was there, I was going to get her back. A few minutes later, I was back on the bridge of the ship. The comms terminal was on, a message marked urgent flashing on the screen=

Strange, what could this be?

=I walked over to the terminal, and opened the message. Miri's voice came over the speakers=

Miranda wrote:

Jason, it's me. I'm alive. Vigil took me, and Leo is with them. I don't know why, but they want the baby. Argo is with me. Please, hurry.

=Once the message was done, a string of coordinates appeared. I could follow them. I was going to follow them, even if it meant going to hell and back=

Sure, but isn't it custom built for you?

=She checks another civilian, nothing wounds at all.=

(Jason)

=I went down to the weapons room, and made sure i had what I needed-- grenades- check. Ammo- check. Guns- check. Backup............work in progress. I wanted to ask for help. I should have been asking for help. But these guys were probably needed more here. Still, it wouldn't hurt to ask. I went back to the bridge, and sat at the comms terminal=

Dormii, you there? If you are, please respond, over.

(Dormii)
Not really. It just swapped out some armor pieces, and in the case of the jets, programmed them. Granted, the HUD may be confusing if you aren't used to it, but that can be changed. I'll even have BeP turn down the force-multiplier circuits so you can move around in it.

=i get a comm from Jason=
Hey Jason. What's up?

All prepared, I see.

=She smiles.=

(Dormii)
=i smile back=
Well, you know, can't let the badass blue armor go to waste. Gotta make sure someone can use it.

(Jason)

Dormii wrote:

Hey Jason. What's up?

=I exhaled=

Listen, i got really bad news: Vigil took Miranda. They snuck aboard the Trophaeum, and took her man. I'm going to get her back. I could use some help. If you can, then please, help me. And if you can, bring some back-up.

I guess not.

=She chuckles.=

(Artyom)

=He had fallen asleep. He woke up the sound of... Nothing. He kicked the cell door.=

I look up. "It's not me dude. He's probably in the ship."

"An old friend of yours....can you figure out who?"