Chak entering a slow turn to starboard along his patrol route. His wingman a few kilometres away to port was as far as he could tell slightly ahead. New recruits always try to go ahead of you. Even on a routine patrol mission.

He commed him, "What's wrong rookie you expecting any one back at base?" He asked, "Remember were going to be landing on one of the asteroid hangar bay's."

"Of course sir I'm just not used to flying the real thing."

"One thing rookie, don't call me sir. I'm only one rank above you and I never liked being called that. Even in the old Imperial navy."

"Right si- I mean Blue Flame."

"All right let's head back to that rock." A beep sounded from his com board. "Rookie you go on I'll be there in a bit." He pressed he button to receive the transmission. "Hey Chak," Jag Fel's voice sounded through his helmet- Chak Fel's brother. "You doing anything?"

"Just in the middle of a patrol, why?"

"I was just hoping you could bring me my ship back and then we could maybe have a drink." 

Chak smiled under his helmet, "No I've got too much stuff to do. Hey don't you trust me with your ship?"

"Honestly, no" He replied, "Well I'm out bye."

Before Chak could reply he'd all ready closed the connection. He went full throttle to catch up with his wingman and just caught up with him before he had a chance to dock. 

 
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FM/LCRW Chak Fel/Nazgul 3-10/Phoenix Wing/mSSD Atrus/DEF/VEN/VE (=A=)

"Sion."

Than Sion opened his eyes.  He was standing on top of a space scraper on what appeared to be Coruscant.  His gaze quickly turned from the rising sun to the Rodian standing five meters behind him.  It might have been a new location and a new look, but he knew who the Rodian was.

"Good morning, Chaos," remarked Sion with a hint of sarcasm.

"I thought you have learned that time has no bearing here," said Chaos.  "Though it is early morning where your physical body lies."

This was the second Chaos dream.  In the first he took the form of an armor clad Maldorian to tell him he would have to pull something big during the last mission in order to prevent himself from rotting in a military detention cell for the rest of his life.  Than Sion knew very little about Chaos, including his purpose or how he was in his head.  The possibilities were endless for the later; he could be caused by everything from neural implants, to brain washing, to insanity.

"Power lies in Talcroc's Attic," said Chaos as though it was on the front page of a tabloid.

"How did I know that would be the topic of this meeting?"

"It isn't hyperdrive science; it has been on your mind since you heard it from the old man."

"You know what I have noticed?  Out of these two meetings, you have not yet once told me anything that I hadn't already known or could have figured out with basic logic."

"What, you still believe we are not real?" said Chaos with mock hurt.

"You haven't given me any reason not to."

"Well, that may change very soon.  The ring's message isn't just a bunch of ancient jumble; it is a straight forward message about a real place.  After figuring out exactly where that place is, you must go to it.  There you will learn a little more about what exactly the old man meant by much older than Al."

"So you purpose I just put down what I am doing and go out looking for some power that could just as well be in my head as real?"

"I warn you to take caution; this is not going to be any park scavenger hunt..."

Than Sion blinked, only to open them again to his quarter's ceiling.  As stated, it was early morning, well the equivalent of early morning sleep cycle wise.  For about an hour, he just laid there, a civil war between the part of him that thought he was going crazy and the other that thought Chaos and his motives could actually be leading him somewhere.  At some time after that hour, he abruptly got up and went over to his desktop.  He turned the computer on and immediately opened up a holonet feed to the VE public data base.  From there he made his way to a galactic space chart. 

He typed Talcroc into the search engine, but paused before hitting the enter key.  If it turned out to be a real location, it could not only swing the "war" in favor of the radical, but also tear a hole in the very fabric of what Sion saw as true.  So he was left again with two options.  The first would be to X out of the program so that life would not change at the expense of possibly living the rest of life in ignorance of a bigger picture.  The second would be to press that enter key so that he would know for sure the truth, possibly leading to more than Sion could ever imagine.

CLICK

The map rotated and zoomed in on somewhere in the outer rim to a green and white planet, secondary findings appeared on a list bellow it.  The planet was labeled Talcroc.  So, it does exist...  A shiver ran down his back as he clicked onto the planet.  Basic information about the planet appeared.  The planet was almost completely made up of mountain ranges with rivers and swamps in the valleys between them.  It was believed that it had once been a large moon of one of the systems gas giants.  Extreme gravitational forces of the giant had caused the moon to become extremely volcanically active.  At some point, a high speed impact with another celestial body knocked the moon free of the big planet's orbit sun ward.  Talcroc eventually ended up gaining its own orbit around the system's star.  The lack of the gravitational forces caused many of the volcanoes to go dead, but enough were left behind to help form an atmosphere.  Even after billons of years, the planet never developed sentient life.  It was eventually colonized a few thousand years ago by humans.

He clicked through a few links, reading things in between.  But he abruptly stopped when he ran into an article about early human structures built on top of some of the mountains.  The first picture was labeled "Recently discovered, intact bunker complex from early colonization period found on top of Talcroc's highest mountain.  The location has been dubbed 'Talcroc's Attic' by the team that discovered it.  The team was unable to get inside with their available resources and was forced to leave after resources ran out.  The team is currently trying to gain funds for a return trip and the proper supplies."

Than Sion fell out of his chair.  It was as though the sudden full belief in Chaos overloaded all senses.  But he quickly regained rational thinking and his footing.  Again, Chaos had not told him anything new, he had simply made things Sion already knew more appealing.  But appealing was more than enough.  After reading through the rest of the article and writing something down he shut down the computer and used the refresher.  He then opened the foot locker at the end of his bed.  He put on the whole TIE pilot flight suit inside save the helmet that he cradled in one arm.  He then grabbed a black case from out of storage with his free hand and left for the hanger.

He hurried down the hallway in such a quick and purposeful manner that some of the residents began to feel worried that Abrae might just be under attack.  He made it to the hanger and headed for his small plot of it, putting the helmet on with one hand as he went.  He climbed up onto his TIE Hawkbat, popped the hatch and dropped in.  He fastened the case behind the seat before strapping in.  He was going to Abrae to see the one person who would take this seriously.  Sadly, it wasn't Skylla.  Any mention of such hallucinogenic events would only make her feel like Than was mocking her for falling apart after the destruction of her whole flight.  No, he needed to talk to someone with a richer cultural background.  That person was a Zabrak named Cyleaf... 

 
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EFL/WO1 Than Sion/Kaph 5/Wing 1/mSSD Atrus/DEF/VEN/VE(=A=)(=*SA*=)(=TE=)[LoM][VC:B][CBV][MC:1][SWC]{VB}

[Black Hand]
SC/2LT Halos Bok/1st Element/Gulf Flight/Hunter Squadron/Ace Wing/KBcC Helsa/OFF/Navy/RDA(H)

Never under estimate the power of stupid people in large numbers, unless you have a lot of cookies to throw in opposite corners to distract them.

Than Sion had a couple hours to kill before Cyleaf was released from "the tank."  It was time to think things over.

Adorned in his flight suit, Than made his way into Abrae's Enlisted Club.  He went up to the bar and ordered a neon green mixed drink just because its name sounded cool.  The music wasn't half today, he even caught himself jiving to the music from time to time.  He had gotten half way through his plan for his quest when something interrupted his thoughts.

"THAN."

Than turned around to see Krius with a worried look on his face.

"What is wrong, Seven?" replied Sion soberly.

"I think you should come with me."

Krius led Sion over to a corner table occupied by a dark haired female in uniform.  Her hair was in disarray and she was slumped over the table with a bottle of whiskey in her right hand.  At first he didn't recognize her, but it only took a few seconds for that to change.

"Skylla?" said Sion sullenly.  Then he turned to Krius, "how long has she been here?"

"You mean today?" replied Seven.

"Today...how long have you known she was getting herself plastered?!"

"Since the last battle."

"Damn it Krius, why didn't you bring this to my attention earlier?!?!"

"I don't know, I thought it would just go away or something."

"IT!!! IT is a drink problem, IT doesn't just go away!!!"

"I am sorry Than, I just didn't want you to get worried.  You have enough to deal with right now."

"No, Krius, I am the one that is sorry, I shouldn't have went off on you for something that isn't your fault," apologized Sion sadly.

"Well, a' leas' you can a'mit I am a fal'ur to my ace," slurred in Skylla.

Sion had given Skylla some room to recover after the skirmish against Cog, though he sent e-mails of moral support daily.  He never got any replies back, he now knew why.  No, I am the failure; I should have been there physically for you in your time of need.  Because I was short sighted you have turned to liquor to ease the pain  But Than knew telling that to her now wouldn't help one bit.

"Why are you doing this to yourself?" stated Sion sternly.  "It isn't like being drunk makes it all better again, it only masks reality and causes more problems.  Come on, you are coming with us."

"Leave me be." 

"I love you Skylla, so I can't let you keep on doing this to yourself."

He wanted to cry, but he held it back.

"Krius, go hail an air taxi.  I'll walk her out."
Than took the bottle out of her hand and threw credits on the table to pay for it.

"Ion, I hat u!" harshly remarked Skylla.  It stung Sion more than any physical blow could, but he knew he had to do this. 

He grabbed her around the waste and forced Skylla to her feet.  Sadly, she was too plastered to stop him.  He walked her out of the club and on to the street where an air taxi waited.  Sion turned to Krius.

"You can go back into the club if you want."

"No, I think I'll just go home now," replied Krius.

"See you then."

"Yeah, see you."

With that he helped Skylla into the taxi and then got in himself.  He told the taxi driver to take them to Abrae military prison.  Until she got over this, Than wouldn't let her out of his sight...


They are onto me.

The Reds are onto to me, four of them after me now!  I pull out my pistol.

DIE PIGS, DIE!!!!  YOU'LL NEVER TAKE ME ALIVE!!!!

I drop one dead onto the cold, wet concrete.  But the other 3 keep on coming.  Too bad for them I knew they were coming.  They chase me, then an explosion rings out, now they are gone.  But there will be more of them.  They will learn from their fallens' mistakes...


(OCC: Cyleaf, would you please write about us meeting you when you get out?)

 
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EFL/WO1 Than Sion/Kaph 5/Wing 1/mSSD Atrus/DEF/VEN/VE(=A=)(=*SA*=)(=TE=)[LoM][VC:B][CBV][MC:1][SWC]{VB}

[Black Hand]
SC/2LT Halos Bok/1st Element/Gulf Flight/Hunter Squadron/Ace Wing/KBcC Helsa/OFF/Navy/RDA(H)

Never under estimate the power of stupid people in large numbers, unless you have a lot of cookies to throw in opposite corners to distract them.

Than Sion stood in front of the prisoner release exit.  His eyes only left the containment field to check on Skylla who was sitting up against the 25 feet high duracrete wall.  She hadn't said a word since they left the club.  Skylla had sobered only a little in the hour or so that they had been waiting.  It was going to be interesting explaining this all when he got out.

Three shadows appeared behind the inner field.  There were two sets of heavy blast doors, that could cut the prison off from the rest of the world when necessary, accompanying the twin energy fields.  The inner shield retracted and the three figures moved into the area between the two gates.  They stopped as the energy replaced itself behind them.  An unexpected feeling of relief swept over Sion as he saw a Zabrak in Imperial Uniform be escorted by two Storm Troopers through the open, outer field.

The Troopers retreated back into the lock as Than walked over to Cyleaf.  Six grins when he recognizes the human.

"Considering the fact you can still smile, you took my advice not to drop the soap," remarked Sion.

"Nice to see you too, Five," replied Cyleaf. 

"So how was grueling labor for ya?"

"Great, wish you could have been there with me.  I am still surprised you got off with only fines."

"Well, that's what they do to people that do crazy things and survive.  They pat them on the back."

"I guess I have to admit you earned it in the end..."

Cyleaf's skull tattooed face contorted into a grimace when he noticed Skylla up against the prison wall.

"The Ironic part is she is the easiest thing to explain," said Sion soberly.  "What I have to tell you shouldn't be said out in the open like this.  There is an abandoned building a few blocks away.  I think Skylla can walk well enough now that we can get their quickly if we help her."

"Ok," was the Zabrak's only reply...

Than Sion knew why Cyleaf hadn't said anything about the noise of a cantina being safer.  He had already figured that part of the situation out.  The last mission was Cyleaf and Sion's first mission as an element.  It would be kind to say that it had been a disaster.  Many a time Sion had yelled at Cyleaf for something he hadn't "done right."  It must have seemed to Cyleaf that anything he did was not good enough for Sion.  The mission took a frightful turn when the Zabrak's fighter crashed on the near by planet.

Than went against direct orders to save the Zabrak from what ever was killing him.  They both ended up in deep shit because of the whole ordeal.  But in the end all that mattered was that Cyleaf was still alive.  The doctor aboard the Doashim had found out what was wrong and was able to treat the Zabrak in time.  It ended up being slow acting venom that Cyleaf had been ejected with during Kaph's last vacation by a snake.  But to the point, ever since the accident there had been strong ties between the two fighter pilots.  Ties that might even have the potential to take things beyond the Than and Kal element days...

 
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EFL/WO1 Than Sion/Kaph 5/Wing 1/mSSD Atrus/DEF/VEN/VE(=A=)(=*SA*=)(=TE=)[LoM][VC:B][CBV][MC:1][SWC]{VB}

[Black Hand]
SC/2LT Halos Bok/1st Element/Gulf Flight/Hunter Squadron/Ace Wing/KBcC Helsa/OFF/Navy/RDA(H)

Never under estimate the power of stupid people in large numbers, unless you have a lot of cookies to throw in opposite corners to distract them.

      Just another night on the town, dredj had been hanging around the local club "The Rancor Pit". He knew the bartender and had some very interesting indevors here. One, he was found by the Imperial Recruited after witnessing a shoot aout between dredj and two twilek mercenaries. Dredj, deciding to head home, jumped on his Barc-Speeder and took off. His Katarn armor shined in the light as head shot off toward a local imperial detention center. He had recieved a transmission from Than, to stop by.

      As dredj continued to spped toward the prison, he could swear he had seen a former friend Raigen. He had dissapeared when dredj left for the Kaph squadron. He shook his head and rid his mind of the thought and continued into the prison. What could Than wanted.

Than happened to be one of dredj's close friends and flight leader. After tonight dredj would flag for his Jadthu laning craft to pick him up so that he may return to the space station and help in more missions, but for now he enjoyed the ride.

Dredj enterd the prison and scanned his id and passes. "all clear" beeped the security droids as he walked though the scanner. He had his Quicksnap carbine, just in case, ANYTHING went wrong.

This story looks great.

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EFM/LCR dredj/Kaph 9/Wing 1/mSSD Atrus/DEF/VEN/VE/ (=A=)


Sometimes alittle push is all it takes, to turn the tide of battle.

Raigen.

Than Sion didn't know much about the pilot beyond what he heard of him being the hotshot pilot of Nazgul Squadron. But for some reason his instincts told him to let Raigen in on this quest. Not that he felt he was a very trustworthy person but that he could come in handy during the mission.

"Raigen, your reputation precedes you," replied Sion to the Nazgul pilot's introduction. He holds out his right hand which Raigen shakes firmly. Both men somehow understood that a salute would be inappropriate in this situation. "We're all going to have a meeting soon at a near by location and I get the feeling you might be interested in being part of it."

"Maybe I would be, I guess we will just have to see about that," said Raigen as though he had a sense for more "questionable" activity.

As they started walking toward the abandoned building, a thought cut into Than's mind. He got the idea that they just might need one more person to finish off this expedition. That person was a relatively new member of the squadron named Blake "Dredj" Hymel. After the battle with Cog Obili, Dredj and Than had ended up befriending each other. Dredj being in his flight, and later keeping Cyleaf's wingman seat warm while he was serving his time, had allowed Sion to see the intelligence and unbelievable drive to succeed in the young pilot first hand.

But there seemed to be something more to his current wingman, something deep within. Even not including the occasional mishaps with bending the rules, Than could tell there was something beyond that warm smile. Sion understood that they both wore masks that concealed parts of their nature. His own was the cold look of apathy that seemed to cover his face most of the time. It concealed the stress and feelings of uncertainty that he, felt often, from the outside world. He still hadn't figured out what was behind that mask of charismatic happiness, though, but he had a feeling he would be find out soon enough.

He grabbed his comlink after the group of four reached the building. "I am going to call one more person to this meeting before I explain what exactly is going on."

He left the room that everybody else was in so his conversation could be at least semi-private. He simply said "Dredj" to the communications device to phone the other pilot's comlink...

"Hello," said Dredj in his cheery voice.

"Hey Dredj, it's Than."

"Hey Than, what are you up to?"

"Actually, that is what I called about. I want you to meet me and some others at the location I will text you shortly."

"Is it a party? I bet it is a party."

"No Dredj, it is something serious that I think you should be let in on."

"Ok, I'll see you soon then."

"Yeah, see ya."

After sending the location of the building, he turned off the comlink. He only hoped that he wasn't leading these people into something way over all of their heads...


(OCC: Dredj, about the position warming comment. In the story line I haven't been promoted to XO yet, nor do we know that Cyleaf will be stitched to Will's wingman and that the Than/Dredj element will be permanent.)

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EXO/CWO Than Sion/Kaph 5/Wing 1/mSSD Atrus/DEF/VEN/VE(=A=)(=*SA*=)(=MA=)[LoM][VC:S][CBV][MC:1][SWC]{VB}

Never under estimate the power of stupid people in large numbers, unless you have a lot of cookies to throw in opposite corners to distract them.

Than Sion looked at the four other people inside the dark, damp room.  He had his mission team, now he had to convince them that his mission was worth while.  All things considered, that may not be easy.

"I would like to thank you all for coming," said Sion.  He ignored Skylla who was giving him the 'who said I was here by my own free will' glare.  He hoped she wouldn't be like this after she got sober.

"You are all here right now because I have a personal mission, a mission I can't do alone.  For along time now I have been having the same nightmare over and over."

The cold look on Skylla's face changed to one of painful understanding.  She knew about these dreams; she was the only one who knew.  It was his revealing that he had the dream about the attack on the medical supply ship from the eyes of a NR medic over and over that had brought them closer together.  They both felt guilty about things, better it be that they could comfort each other than taking it on alone...He should have been there more for her after the Kaph 3 Flight incident.

"What this dream was about is unimportant, what matters is that it flashed through my head while I was awake during the recent mission with the Doashim.  That time it was different at the end.  I ended up meeting a mysterious figure that went by the name Chaos.  He refused to reveal anything about his motives at the time but did tell me how to get out of suffering a fate even worse than Cyleaf here's.  He was the one who influenced that crazy attack I pulled, during the same mission, which helped even out the odds between us and Cog..."

He went on to explain about the ring being translated by the old man on the space station, his second meeting with Chaos, and the revelation that "Talcroc's Attic" was more than something fabricated by a couple of crazy men.

Cyleaf was the first to speak.  "I find this Chaos entity to be interesting.  Than, what do you think he/it is?"

"Well, I am trying to hold onto the belief that he is just in my head, only a manifestation of my subconscious or something like that; but I can't rule out the possibility he might be something more," replied Than.

The Zabrak just nodded but Sion knew they would be talking more about this in the near future.  For a long moment or two there was silence since everybody else was still catching up with the information.

"So, what is your plan?" asked Raigen, first to break the silence.  He was the person out of the group Sion knew the least, but he was the first to show a solid interest in actually going on this mission.  It made Sion suspicious of Raigen's motives.

"First I would like to make one thing clear, we are the only people that actually know about this and it should stay that way.  This is our mission, our problem.  It is not the concern of the Vast Empire.  Even if you decide not to go on this mission, I want to make sure that nobody goes about talking about this."  After getting nods from everybody, he continued.  "My plan is this; we go to Talcroc and contact the expedition team.  We will tell them that we will finance them another trip up the mountain if they take us with them.  If we can fly them up to the bunker ourselves the rest of the costs shouldn't be too great if we divvy up the expenses.  We go in with them and see if we can find anymore clues.  If we find anything, we continue following the trail.  We'll do this for about two weeks which will give us about another week before Phoenix Wing goes back to being active.  So, who will help me?"

"I'm in," said Raigen.  "This quest could be...beneficial to me in more ways than one."

"Than, I owe more than I can ever hope to pay back in this life time," said Cyleaf.  "It doesn't matter to me that a lot of your motivation for planning this journey came from questionable sources, I am with you."

Skylla got up off the floor and joined the conversation.  "I'll go with you also.  I think it would be good for me."

Than was glad that her mood had changed, he didn't know what he would have done if she had said no.  Now there was only one person that was left undecided.  Sion turned to Dredj...


(OCC: I still have some more stuff to add to the plan.  Dredj, please stop where you make your decision.  You can stick a lot of character development in there with something of that nature so it shouldn't stunt your own plot development.)

 
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EXO/CWO Than Sion/Kaph 5/Wing 1/mSSD Atrus/DEF/VEN/VE(=A=)(=*SA*=)(=MA=)[LoM][VC:S][CBV][MC:1][SWC]{VB}

Never under estimate the power of stupid people in large numbers, unless you have a lot of cookies to throw in opposite corners to distract them.

Tallied
 
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WADJ, SPAC/1LT Corran "Arturus" Hargraves/SCR Doashim/VE/VEN/(=A=)(=SA=)(=*MA*=)(=JCPA=)(=SCPA=)[MC:1](x2)[SV][BRC][VC:B][CBV][LSM][LoC][BWC][SWC][GWC]


"The way of war is a way of deception. When able, feign inability; when deploying troops, appear not to be. When near, appear far; when far, appear near. Lure with bait; strike with chaos. If the enemy is full, be prepared. If strong, avoid him. If he is angry, disconcert him. If he is weak, stir him to pride. If he is relaxed, harry him; if his men are harmonious, split them. Attack where he is unprepared; appear where you are unexpected. This is victory in warfare; it cannot be divulged in advance. Victory belongs to the side that scores most in the temple calculations before battle. Most spells victory; least spells defeat; none, surer defeat. I see it in this way, and the outcome is apparent." -- Sun Tzu

"Ultimate excellence lies not in winning every battle but in defeating the enemy without ever fighting." -- Sun Tzu

"I would like to have everybody's attention again," said Sion to the small group.

"Before I go on I would like to report that we have a problem we need to deal with right away.  We need a ship that isn't property of the military.  Now the only thing I have with hyperdrive is a CRF-785 Courier, three short for passenger space.  Now..."

Raigen raised his hand before Than could go on.  "I just happen to have a modified YT-1300 that would fit the five of us nicely."

"I take it you're volunteering your ship for the mission then?"

"Of course."

"That settles in then.  On the expedition's site they have the funding prices.  I took the liberty of divvying up the dues according to each of our payrolls on my data pad."  Than Sion handed out pieces of paper with prices on them.  "To continue, this trip just might not be joy ride so you should bring with you any weapons and/or armor you feel comfortable with.  Use common sense with what else to bring.  I have nothing else to say beyond that.  We'll meet at the space port in two hours with our money and equipment..."


They left the building and went their separate ways.  Since all his stuff was in his fighter, he hailed an air taxi to take him back to the space port.  After returning to his TIE Hawkbat, Than didn't have much else to do but think.  For a first, he found it still hard to believe that everybody was willing to go on this mission.  Most people would think he was completely off his rocker, but all five were willing to go.  Well; I have to put in consideration that I know Skylla and Cyleaf very well.  It is also pretty certain that Raigen has his own agenda.  He began to play with the trigger on the control yoke.  Dredj is the one I should be actually surprised about.  Sure we are good buddies now and all, but I don't know him as well as Cyleaf and Skylla at a spiritual level.  I guess this could be a sign of things to come.

Sion's mind shifted to more unpleasant thoughts.  It was truly sad that things were no longer working between Crystal and Cyleaf.  It was such a nice relationship.  He toyed for a little while in his head about trying to contact her and then pushed it to the back burner of his mind.

He checked his watch and saw that it was about time to get to the space port's main lounge.  He threw his stuff up onto the TIE rack cat walk and then pulled himself out of the fighter.  He headed to the repulsor lift platform and brought himself down to ground floor.  After moving through several hallways and two military, security check points, he joined the others.

After a short greeting session, Raigen led the group to the docking bay where he stashed the Grey Hawk.

"I'm just going to lay down some ground rules with my ship," announced Raigen.  "One, you may only go in the main hold and the crew quarters without my permission.  Two, I need everybody to give me any explosives and any guns bigger than an Epson Riot Rifle to be locked away for the duration of the trip.  We don't need anybody blowing a hole in my ship, now do we?  Three, don't spontaneously pull any weapons.  The defenses are automated.  And four, which I just recently added, you all have to refer to me as Captain when you are on my ship."

The rules seemed reasonable, minus the last one.  Everybody seemed to have the same opinion since they agreed to it but made snide comments on the line of "captain my a#$" behind the "captain's" back.  They boarded the ship as a single body, if only they knew the dangers that lied ahead...   

 
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EXO/CWO Than Sion/Kaph 5/Wing 1/mSSD Atrus/DEF/VEN/VE(=A=)(=*SA*=)(=MA=)[LoM][VC:S][CBV][MC:1][SWC]{VB}

Never under estimate the power of stupid people in large numbers, unless you have a lot of cookies to throw in opposite corners to distract them.

Tally.
 
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SCAP, WADJ/1LT Corran "Arturus" Hargraves/STCR Doashim/VE/VEN/(=A=)(=SA=)(=*MA*=)(=JCPA=)(=SCPA=)[MC:1](x2)[SV][BRC][VC:B][CBV][LSM][LoC][BWC][SWC][GWC]