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Post by Faolannus on Sept 5, 2011 14:25:21 GMT -5
Eastern Wind, not the old eastern wind from a hundred years ago, but his grandson, stood aboard one of the last remnants of human ingenuity in the universe after the earth exploded. "Someone bring me the god damned specs on the propulsion systems this bucket has. I need to figure out how to get this damn thing moving. If Immortallus were still alive this would have already been done."
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Post by lordtovel on Sept 5, 2011 16:29:11 GMT -5
A form glided down from above, massive wings unraveling into countless tendrils and retracting into the back of a man covered in the very same tendrils. the suit retracted as well, revealing a a human with eyes that were black with silver irises, and his skin was as pale as porcelain. nearly 250 years had passed and he was locked in this state forever, the only thing about Suit that had changed was his mentality and his own forward evolution. the first time his bodies tendrils encased him in a caccoon he didn't know what to expect as he slipped into a coma, the second and third times were not much better, all he knew is everytime, his body had come out slightly different, but better in some way too. He handed Eastern Wind the Specs. "Yeah, if only. Your grandfather would have some things to say about the situation too, I imagine. Good thing science allows you humans long life spans!"
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Post by Faolannus on Sept 5, 2011 16:34:05 GMT -5
"Thanks Suit...and yea...my Grandfather was quite the jester, but I'm not him. We need to get this bird up and running. If only Immortallus hadn't sacrificed himself that day, maybe things would be different." He started looking over the specs and began crunching numbers on the super computer. "The closest settlement in the galaxy is a few solar systems away. It's gonna take days for the sublight engines to warm up and then the new hyperdrive will be ready to go."
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Post by lordtovel on Sept 5, 2011 16:38:52 GMT -5
"We can't all have those fancy technological bits that the Guardians have or some of those other Xeno-species. I'll be around if you need me. you should calm down a bit, maybe listen to some Space Waves Radio or something."
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Post by Faolannus on Sept 5, 2011 19:03:41 GMT -5
"As much as I'd like to, we need to find a spot we can get supplies from...yes we have oxygen scrubbers to keep the life support up, but we don't have the food nor the water to last forever. I'd like to find that source before anything bad happens." The sublight engines began warming and a thrum began working its way through the halls of the Satellite.
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Post by lordtovel on Sept 5, 2011 19:16:18 GMT -5
"Yeah, food... been a long time since I needed sustenance. I'll, be in the High Threat area. Gonna check on Kid. Hopefully he hasn't killed anyone, or worse."
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Post by Faolannus on Sept 5, 2011 19:31:13 GMT -5
Eastern Wind nodded and went back to monitoring the controls.
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Post by lordtovel on Sept 5, 2011 20:26:27 GMT -5
Suit walked through the door in time to dodge a car sized claw that ripped through the wall. "Oh, it's you Father," a child of indeterminable gender said as his massive claw returned to normal proportionate size, "I thought you may be one of those insects." Its body was almost entirely in a Suit-form except for his head. his eyes were a perfect match for Suit's. His hair "You mean the humans on board?" "Right. Since you told me that I am not allowed to attach Suit symbiotes to the insects, they remain insects." "You should move elsewhere." "This place amuses me." Suit paused, realizing he would make no progress here. "As you wish. Can I get you anything?" "A new plaything. My last one died." "Playth- oh. Another nurse? Where is the body?" "Ejected already." "It was just her this time, right? Just one person?" "Affirmative." "Look, you got to stop doing that, ok?" "Why?" Not knowing what to say, Suit shakes his head. "Cause it isn't right. that person was not unjust. I am needed elsewhere, I'll be back later, maybe in a few days. don't kill anyone while I am gone..." "We'll see." Suit left, informing Eastern Wind of the loss.
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Post by Faolannus on Sept 9, 2011 15:25:18 GMT -5
In the Supply sub-level of the Satellite a coffin like box shifted and the top slipped off to the side. Inside sat up a man, supposedly a man, but something was off. The robotic motors whirred as his hand moved to his head. "Where...what am...." He looked at his hand and a scream sounded throughout the satellite. "No...that means...I'm...the world is...Oh god...The gateway to Avalon is lost...I'm an android...crap...I guess the theory was correct...I knew in my past life that I should have set parameters to counter this. Brathair Caydenous, why now, why did you bring me back?" Unfortunately for him he was completely naked and anatomically correct by male standards. He got up out of his Casket and began walking towards the door. "Now let's see if he, by which I mean me...programmed myself the right way to remember the codes." Opening the access panel he typed in a few numbers and the door slid open for him. He began traversing the halls of the satellite Feachatur.
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Post by lordtovel on Sept 9, 2011 15:45:06 GMT -5
Suit was telling Eastern Wind about the loss when something his attention. "How many unclothed people do we have wondering the halls normally?"
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Post by Faolannus on Sept 9, 2011 15:51:27 GMT -5
"What...What are you talking about..." Eastern wind said as he looked over his shoulder and face palmed. "Oh my god...really...Hey you...get some god damned clothes on...this isn't a nudist colony. For christ's sake." He said as he tried recognizing the man.
The man looked at them and changed course. "I ... I don't know where I am. I ... where is Caydenous? Where is mo Brathair."
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Post by lordtovel on Sept 9, 2011 16:08:47 GMT -5
Taking this as a good time to leave the suddenly awkward situation, Suit turned and began walking towards the Hangars. "I'll be seeing what I can do in my workshop. Got a gun design in mind."
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Post by Faolannus on Sept 9, 2011 16:31:50 GMT -5
"Wait what?" His attention span split. He grabbed Suit by the shoulder. "Do you know who the fuck this guy is?" Then turning to the new guy. "Who the fuck are you."
"I am the brother of Caydenous De Dannan and Nuada De Dannan, Brahm de Dannan. At least I am programmed with his memories up until the day I returned to Avalon. I was created about 150 years ago, to assist my brother in the times after my departure. In the chance that my brother Nuada might try and destroy the world I could have been activated, but spacial sensors tell me that we are starting to move away from the earth...why is that?"
His head began hurting, and Eastern Wind was in need of rest and relaxation. Walking over to the Maintenance locker he grabbed an emergency jump suit and threw it at the naked man. "Put this on and become decent."
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Post by lordtovel on Sept 9, 2011 17:00:31 GMT -5
"Calm down, have some tea or whatever it is you drink. I got some stuff going on in my workshop. Finishing up on the weapon. I know I've been saying that for years now, but seriously, I'm almost done. Come by later if you want to check it out."
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Post by Faolannus on Sept 9, 2011 23:26:37 GMT -5
Hitting his face with his palm, Eastern Wind sighed gently. "Fine...As for you Brahm, I don't know a Caydenous, but if you're talking about Cayden he passed away many years ago at the hands of a man named Slaine...If I'm not mistaken the guy's real name was Nuada the silver arm who is also now dead."
As the man began putting on the jumpsuit his face dropped into an expression of depression. He tied the jump suit off at the waist, stood to his full height. Though in the hologram data banks it would show that Cayden and this man are the same height, Brahm was significantly less bulky in the muscle departments. "My brothers are dead, the true me is in Avalon. I am the current leader of the Sraith's assistant then."
Placing his hand on Brahm's shoulder, Eastern Wind gave a consoling smile. "For now take a rest fine a bunk and sit tight as I get this boat moving to the closest human settlement in space." He noticed the cold waxy skin before pulling away nonchalantly.
"I need no sleep, I'm an android and as such I am also programmed to run the satellite to peak efficiency and assure you that there is nothing else that can surprise me anymore...not even the destruction of earth."
"But I didn't..."
"You don't need to I did a database search of the ships computers via a wireless interlink. I know everything that happens on the Feachatur, as well as who is currently on it. After the shock of my brother's death I decided to check and see what else I have missed."
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