So here goes nothing have been putting off posting this for a while But lets see what happens shall we.
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A lone man sits in a dark office. His vid screen stutters to life, displaying...
Accessing Case Records..... Accessing Video Record VR-458-18
Date:764-07-04 12:28
Location Argon Colossus “Anfang” - Flight Deck
Two argons are working on a Buster,
“Another boring day in President's End,” grumbles a tall, dark haired argon.
“Quite complaining Chief, this is one of the cushyist postings in the federation. Just think we could be patrolling through Pirate alley, or worse yet Black Hole Sun for Xenon incursions.” Responds a young mechanic as he slides out from under the port engine.
“At least then we would have something to fix, right now the worst we have to fix is a busted injector or a cracked hose. Just once I would like some real excitement. I may be an old deck chief, but I still like some action.”
“All hands to stations, All Hands to Stations this is not a drill.” Blares the PA system.
“Looks like you got your wish boss,” remarks the mechanic. The video shakes as the ship is struck.
“That wasn't any little pirate boy, get to your station.” Both run off screen.
Several minutes pass as the ship is rocked again and again by impacts. The young mechanic runs on screen and jumps into the Buster's cockpit. Shortly the Deck Chief appears on screen as well, “Korgan get your ass out of that bird and back to your post.”
“Chief if we don't get out of here we are dead they have already taken out the other carriers and destroyers. Whatever those purple ships are they have decimated the sector, just look out the mag field all the stations are burning. There's room for two in here get in and we can at least escape with our lives. The gate to Cloudbase South East is about 5 kilometers of our port bow.”
“Kid they haven't called for an evacuation and all the fighters have been scrambled, and our job is to be here when they get back. NOW GET YOUR ASS OUT OF THAT BIRD.”
“Sorry Chief I am not dying here,” with that the canopy on the buster closes and lifts from the deck, before blasting off screen.
“Dammit Korgan you just ended your career.”
… Video Ends
“Yes I am sure that this Mr. Dolsky will do nicely for what we are planning, as long as we can turn that self preservation streak to our advantage,” The Vid screen changes to a damp, gray cell were a long haired young man sleeps on a cot.
Log Entry: 768-04-25
Another mark on the wall another day, its been three weeks since they threw me in solitary for beating down that scum pirate. Guess I really should learn to watch my temper, but he wouldn't quit smarting off about how argon carrier fighters were shit and their pilots couldn't fly worth a damn. While the later is true, the deck crews keep those birds in tiptop shape. You also don't smart off like that in front of a former mechanic. He never did see that chair coming.
Hmm wonder if that fight caused any problems for the others, the Split can take care of themselves but Tripps is now stuck in that cell by himself. Still the others should be able to keep an eye on him. Never did think I would end up friends with a pirate but that little lizard wormed his way into my good graces.
Guess chief was right I should have just went down with Anfang, least then I wouldn't have been dishonorably discharged and sent to this military prison. Four years of this place, has certainly given time for me to regret that decision. Hmm someone is coming, from the footsteps sounds official, better leave this on.
“Dolsky you have a visitor, don’t try anything,” Growled the guard.
“Yeah, Yeah” I responded.
A tall, clean cut man in a suit entered as the guard stepped out of the way. As he stepped into the room I could tell he was military of some kind. “Mr. Dolsky, its a pleasure to meet you. How have you been?”
“I am in military prison how do you think?”
“Good to see you haven't loss that lovely wit. My name is Mr. Springer and I have an offer for you one that involves getting you out of here.”
“And what do I need to do, just be your good little boy and do what ever you wish?”
“Yes, but I can assure you if you don't your life will become much worse.”
“I am in prison, more over in solitary what more can you do start feeding me Nid rations?”
“Nothing so base. But I can assure you if you don't cooperate we will make your life much worse. Starting with the removing each and every luxury you have, such as that data pad you have running in your pocket. Next we will remove your cohorts to a much worse prison, possibly such as a Spilt mining colony.”
“And?”
“And, well just let me show you,” At this point he pulled a pad from his pocket and brought up an image of my Tripps in an airlock. “If you decide you don't want to cooperate I will just send a little signal through the comm and your Lizard friend gets to see how long he can hold his breath. From what I understand Teladi can stand the cold and vacuum for a good couple of minutes before they die.”
“Frak, what do you actually want?”
“Quite simply I want you to go liberate some technology from the Terran’s and bring it back to us. And if we think of anything else we want you to do, your going to do that as well.”
“What do I get out this?” I snarled
“Quite simply your life back. See now that I have made this offer to you, if you refuse you will die. You will be put in that same airlock your friend is in, and we will shove you out it. We can't afford the chance that you could somehow get news of this meeting out of the prison. Then we will move on to the next candidate, who hopefully will be more cooperative. If not well the prison systems will notice a decrease in population eventually. But if you work for me you will be out of this jail and once your done with my assignments, you can just disappear into the gates and we will never meet again.”
At this point I could not help but laugh, “This has got to be a joke. The suit, the sunglasses, the grandiose gestures, its all like some elaborate espionage vid. The military doesn't have any black op groups that dress or act like this, they also don’t just randomly pull military prisoners for ops like this. Now thanks for the laugh, its the most fun I’ve had since they threw me in this cell. But I'm done get out.”
“I'm sorry to here you say that,” activating his comm-link, “Alpha please discharge that trash from the airlock and inform the warden that the Split prisoners I indicated are to be transferred to the indicated colony. And you Mr. Dolsky will watch that little lizard die before we kill you,” Springer moved the pad into my field of view.
On the screen Tripps was still shown in the airlock. The warning klaxons were going, showing that the decompression process was about to start and then the next moment the doors opened and he was gone. Collapsing to the floor in shock, “You are crazy.”
“Guard take this unpatriotic scum to the airlock and shove him out,” pulling up a document on the pad. “As you can see all the documents are in order and his sentence has been promoted to termination.”
As the guards lifted me from the floor I couldn't bring myself to fight back. I had caused the death of my best friend in here and now I was about to die too. I really did have only one option, “Mr. Springer, if it is still an option I’ll take that deal now. “
Springer just smiled.
Log Entry: 768-05-01 06:00
So I am actually back out of dark space, I will say one thing for the argon military they are smart about where they put there prisons. Its a four day trip from the prison back to the trade lanes in Montalaar. From there it was a relatively quick couple of hours to the Light of Heart shipyard. Once we docked Springer and his pair of goons escorted me to a sealed section of the flight deck. From the markings along the walls this area was reserved for the military. In the back corner I was being lead to dust cloth covered ship.
“As I said Mr. Dolsky, you are going to have the opportunity to get your life back. I believe it is fitting you start exactly where you left off. I'm sure you will recognize this ship, I wouldn't try to fly it with out working on it as the port thruster injector is still acting up. Good luck getting it flying again, we will be in touch.”
And with that Springer left that was two days ago. Under that dust covered tarp was the very same Buster Raider that I had flown off the flight deck of the Anfang, it still even had the scorch marks on the outer hull from the Khaak Scouts that tagged me before I made it to the gate. I figured that after the tribunal the military had either phased the Buster back into services or broken it down for parts. Instead it looks like it was stored and left to rot. Most of the internal hoses had rotted and the pair of impulse ray emitter that were strapped to the hull were completely uncharged. Four years of neglect took about two days of work to get back to the point where the ship was space worthy.
By the end of the first hour I knew I was still being watched. Any time I came across a part that had to be replaced a deck hand would come by within a few minutes and drop off a box. With out fail when I looked in the box there was the part I needed or the tool I was looking for. By the end of the day I actually had a full tool set again. While food magically appeared as the tools had, I didn't see anymore of Springer or his goons that he just referred to as Alpha. When I tried to leave the dock though the door was locked so I crashed in the Buster's cockpit. The next day was much the same it had been a long time since I had been able to lose myself in work. By the end of the day the Buster was actually in as good a shape as I was going to get it with out access to expensive tech. About this time Springer's goons showed back up and threw another package at me. Inside was a flight suit,a cred card, and a new ident card.
“Springer says you need to clear off this deck by 600 hours tomorrow morning, I suggest you do as your told. “ and So I packed my new collection of tool and all the spare plating I could lay my hands on in the Buster's hold and caught another night of fitful sleep.
This morning when I woke up I found a message from Springer taped to the outside of the cockpit. Apparently he wants me to get in cozy with the Terrans in anyway possible. He also warned me that if I decided to go off the reservation the Buster's energy core would be sent into overload. While this may be a bluff, I didn't find any problems like that but I don't deal with software, better not chance it.
“Ok Baby, lets see whats changed out there in the last 4 years.”
Assests:
Buster Raider
Credits 1000
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House Keeping things
X3 TC 3.2 with bonus pack
***Modified*** Nostolgic Argon Start
Mods
Lucike Script Collection
Factory Complex Constructor
MARS
Improved Boarding
NPC Bailing Addon set for as few bails as possible
Salvage Command Software
NPC Salvagers (as competition)
Marine Training Manager
Mechanic's Tale: Part One TC-DID
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Is this an AP DiD? If so, I'll add it to the list.
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The Tale of Ea't s'Quid Completed
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Triaxx this is actually a TC Did as will be evident in the 2nd or 3rd chapter.
Also funny thing while playing through this section i got to watch a xenon and khaak scout work together to take out a Argon police Disco never seen that before.
Chapter 1: Which way is Lyrae?
Log Entry 765-05-01 6:10
Lets see repairs are in order, thrusters are functioning nominally, looks like this bird is ready to fly. Hmm lets check these cards. Id looks good, I’ve been instated with the pilots guild. No rank but that’s not a problem. 1000 credits in the account this card is tied to not a fortune but could be worse. Navigation computer has been wiped, going to have to rebuild the databank. Universal encyclopedia is gone too, guess Betty is going to be busy. Hmm top speed of 78 mp/s need to get that upgraded, cargo hold is bare minimum too. Guess its time to go look for some trouble.
Hmm not much work here in Light of Heart, North or South? Well North we have pirate sectors least I might be able to pick up some scraps. Well nothing in Aladna Hill either, guess I am going to Pirate Alley.
765-05-01 7:10
Got to love the stupidity of freight traffic just watched a pair of pirates get plowed over by a Teladi Osprey exiting the gate from Aladna Hill. Even left a few missiles intact, so yeah I helped my self to those. Now back to that military base I passed to sell them.
765-05-01 7:30
Well that was a lovely interrogation, apparently Springer has spread word about my origins and currently I am not allowed to buy much of anything. The markets are always willing to buy though. So I sold off those missiles and then scooted across sector for some engine tunings. Midway I got this lovely message forwarded to me by Springer, attached was a note telling me this was my first assignment. So I'll work my way across to Lyrae. But I’m going to do everything I can to upgrade this ship along the way. With the profits I made from selling off the missiles I managed to upgrade the engines and double my cruising speed also had the techs tweek the compression field on the cargo hold and the attitude thrusters. Least now freighters aren’t passing me as often.
Found this fool in Montlaar going on and on about a Xenon invasion over the comm frequencies. Took the job just to shut him up, only the Xenon actually showed up. Didn't even get a chance to spot him before the police took him down. He still paid me though, so like I said fool.
Found a teladi in Ceo's Doubt talking about a pirate attack on his station, apparently he forgot to deliver a couple of crates of spaceweed or something. Took the job and the one whole harrier that showed up managed to turn itself into paste on the outside of the station. Starting to think the Khaak may have killed off the smarter people or something. Still I got paid. **Shrug**
765-05-01 08:30
I made my way over to the New income trade dock where I stopped and spent a few credits on my first real food in 4 years. Over breakfast I overheard a couple of people talking about a pirate base in sector. With a liberal use of credits in my waitresses hand I found out its location. After finishing my meal I scooted over and now Baby has both some fight command software and a cargo life support system. Though now I am well and truly broke.
In Ianamus Zura I picked up a contract to go back to the pirate base for some Entertainment chips. Never liked being a gopher but I need the money.
When I got back into New Income I found another idiot whining about a pirate attacking his mine. Took the job hopefully the yahoo will plaster himself into the roid. Right! note to self check max cargo capacity before taking a job turns out I couldn't fit those Chips in my hold so now I don't get paid. In better news the local cops took out the yahoo so I got paid for that.
So right I don't know how I forgot there is a Xenon Core sector between Eighteen Billion and Scale plate green but now I got to back track and take the long way around. Might as well take this patrol to Homily of Perpetuity. It's mostly heading the right way. So while heading towards Homily I managed to find another two lizards complaining about Xenon invading and to top it off Khaak scouts kept showing up, what are they allies now?
765-05-01 10:30
I have made my way down to Mi'ton Refuge were I found these brothers who truly believed their stott mixery was under deadly attack. This time I took a picture of the gravidar as to just what was attacking them. I don't think all three ships could have even dented the sheilds for a second. Maybe if they all crashed into it at exactly the same time. Still I got paid a bit, and more over two of those pirates bailed, which puts me closer to getting this buster fixed up. Guess its time to break out the welding torch and the plating I stashed.
Couple minutes welding and those ships are now tailing me till I find a place to sell them. They even had some goodies left on them so Baby has a bit more bite now. In Moo-kye's I found another station defense mission this time Xenon were chasing this Teladi. The pay will barley cover a tank of fuel but every little bit helps I guess.
So those brothers at the mixery must have put in a good word as the Nid's let me dock at the shipyard in Cardinals domain and sell off the Disco and Harrier. Between the two I should be able to get the Buster fully upgraded, finally this thing feels like an interceptor again.
765-05-01 11:30
After an hour of dealing with pigheaded Nid techs, don't know how the split can stand to work with these guys, I am once again headed for Omicron Lyrae. This time at full speed and with a much meaner ship.
765-05-01 12:30
Black Hole Sun, supposedly the Khaak offensive was broken in this sector. Some no name pirate got turned lose and with some help, stopped the Khaak from making to star go nova or something like that. Still I wonder, if it wasn't for those purple ships I would probably still be working under Chief. Some nights it still eats at me that I couldn't get the stubborn, old fool onto this very ship and get away from President's End. Now due to my cocky mouth, I've gotten Tripps killed too. First I had one face to haunt me, now I have two staring back at me from the dark. I can't avenge Chief. No way to tell which specific Khaak ship destroyed the An'fang. But some how some way I’m going to make Springer pay for killing Tripps. Mr. Slick is going to slip up at some point, and when he does ill be waiting there with a wrench aimed for his skull.
Back to work for now. The Xenon decided to send through a scouting party and the local police didn't like that idea. Least its better pay then I have been getting. A few minutes later and I am a couple thousand credits richer though I had to get out and seal a few holes the can openers punched in my ship. The last three decided to work together and while I was focused on the lead the other two flanked me. Nothing I couldn't handle but still annoying. Hmm whats that beeping noise?
Well just got another message from Springer he wants me to dock at some SPP for briefing now I just need to find it. Harmony of Perpetuity, where the heck is that? Hmm, Betty is coming up with "sector not found". Well the navigation system was hacked. Lets see Springer says fly past Elysium of Light, ok but if I don't find something I might just ditch this buster and seek refuge with the goners.
765-05-01 13:30
So apparently there is a north gate in Elysium and behind it is nothing. All I have on scanners is an empty sector, drat there goes that beeping again.
When I answered this time, I actually was receiving a video call from Springer himself “Mr. Dolsky how good of you to join us in our home. I'm sure the journey was pleasant?”
“If you call traipsing across half the known verse in a interceptor that is regularly passed by freighters pleasant.”
“Now Mr. Dolsky we both know that you have made several improvements to that Buster since we lent it to you. Now why don't you join us and we will discuss your new employment with us over a late lunch.”
“Actually I think I will just turn around and disappear back into the pirate sectors.”
With a jolt the Busters autopilot came on and oriented the ship in sector. “Now Mr. Dolsky, I must apologize but that wasn't a request we will see you shortly. And before you think of ejecting let me just say how bad it would be, if your ejection seat slammed you head first into an unopened canopy. " Everything faded to black when the Thrusters engaged.
Assests :
Buster Raider “Baby” (Fully Upgraded)- Korgan Dolsky
18181 Credits
And just fair warning as we are caught up to my current save next post probably won't be till Monday or Tuesday.
Also funny thing while playing through this section i got to watch a xenon and khaak scout work together to take out a Argon police Disco never seen that before.
Chapter 1: Which way is Lyrae?
Log Entry 765-05-01 6:10
Lets see repairs are in order, thrusters are functioning nominally, looks like this bird is ready to fly. Hmm lets check these cards. Id looks good, I’ve been instated with the pilots guild. No rank but that’s not a problem. 1000 credits in the account this card is tied to not a fortune but could be worse. Navigation computer has been wiped, going to have to rebuild the databank. Universal encyclopedia is gone too, guess Betty is going to be busy. Hmm top speed of 78 mp/s need to get that upgraded, cargo hold is bare minimum too. Guess its time to go look for some trouble.
Hmm not much work here in Light of Heart, North or South? Well North we have pirate sectors least I might be able to pick up some scraps. Well nothing in Aladna Hill either, guess I am going to Pirate Alley.
765-05-01 7:10
Got to love the stupidity of freight traffic just watched a pair of pirates get plowed over by a Teladi Osprey exiting the gate from Aladna Hill. Even left a few missiles intact, so yeah I helped my self to those. Now back to that military base I passed to sell them.
765-05-01 7:30
Well that was a lovely interrogation, apparently Springer has spread word about my origins and currently I am not allowed to buy much of anything. The markets are always willing to buy though. So I sold off those missiles and then scooted across sector for some engine tunings. Midway I got this lovely message forwarded to me by Springer, attached was a note telling me this was my first assignment. So I'll work my way across to Lyrae. But I’m going to do everything I can to upgrade this ship along the way. With the profits I made from selling off the missiles I managed to upgrade the engines and double my cruising speed also had the techs tweek the compression field on the cargo hold and the attitude thrusters. Least now freighters aren’t passing me as often.
Found this fool in Montlaar going on and on about a Xenon invasion over the comm frequencies. Took the job just to shut him up, only the Xenon actually showed up. Didn't even get a chance to spot him before the police took him down. He still paid me though, so like I said fool.
Found a teladi in Ceo's Doubt talking about a pirate attack on his station, apparently he forgot to deliver a couple of crates of spaceweed or something. Took the job and the one whole harrier that showed up managed to turn itself into paste on the outside of the station. Starting to think the Khaak may have killed off the smarter people or something. Still I got paid. **Shrug**
765-05-01 08:30
I made my way over to the New income trade dock where I stopped and spent a few credits on my first real food in 4 years. Over breakfast I overheard a couple of people talking about a pirate base in sector. With a liberal use of credits in my waitresses hand I found out its location. After finishing my meal I scooted over and now Baby has both some fight command software and a cargo life support system. Though now I am well and truly broke.
In Ianamus Zura I picked up a contract to go back to the pirate base for some Entertainment chips. Never liked being a gopher but I need the money.
When I got back into New Income I found another idiot whining about a pirate attacking his mine. Took the job hopefully the yahoo will plaster himself into the roid. Right! note to self check max cargo capacity before taking a job turns out I couldn't fit those Chips in my hold so now I don't get paid. In better news the local cops took out the yahoo so I got paid for that.
So right I don't know how I forgot there is a Xenon Core sector between Eighteen Billion and Scale plate green but now I got to back track and take the long way around. Might as well take this patrol to Homily of Perpetuity. It's mostly heading the right way. So while heading towards Homily I managed to find another two lizards complaining about Xenon invading and to top it off Khaak scouts kept showing up, what are they allies now?
765-05-01 10:30
I have made my way down to Mi'ton Refuge were I found these brothers who truly believed their stott mixery was under deadly attack. This time I took a picture of the gravidar as to just what was attacking them. I don't think all three ships could have even dented the sheilds for a second. Maybe if they all crashed into it at exactly the same time. Still I got paid a bit, and more over two of those pirates bailed, which puts me closer to getting this buster fixed up. Guess its time to break out the welding torch and the plating I stashed.
Couple minutes welding and those ships are now tailing me till I find a place to sell them. They even had some goodies left on them so Baby has a bit more bite now. In Moo-kye's I found another station defense mission this time Xenon were chasing this Teladi. The pay will barley cover a tank of fuel but every little bit helps I guess.
So those brothers at the mixery must have put in a good word as the Nid's let me dock at the shipyard in Cardinals domain and sell off the Disco and Harrier. Between the two I should be able to get the Buster fully upgraded, finally this thing feels like an interceptor again.
765-05-01 11:30
After an hour of dealing with pigheaded Nid techs, don't know how the split can stand to work with these guys, I am once again headed for Omicron Lyrae. This time at full speed and with a much meaner ship.
765-05-01 12:30
Black Hole Sun, supposedly the Khaak offensive was broken in this sector. Some no name pirate got turned lose and with some help, stopped the Khaak from making to star go nova or something like that. Still I wonder, if it wasn't for those purple ships I would probably still be working under Chief. Some nights it still eats at me that I couldn't get the stubborn, old fool onto this very ship and get away from President's End. Now due to my cocky mouth, I've gotten Tripps killed too. First I had one face to haunt me, now I have two staring back at me from the dark. I can't avenge Chief. No way to tell which specific Khaak ship destroyed the An'fang. But some how some way I’m going to make Springer pay for killing Tripps. Mr. Slick is going to slip up at some point, and when he does ill be waiting there with a wrench aimed for his skull.
Back to work for now. The Xenon decided to send through a scouting party and the local police didn't like that idea. Least its better pay then I have been getting. A few minutes later and I am a couple thousand credits richer though I had to get out and seal a few holes the can openers punched in my ship. The last three decided to work together and while I was focused on the lead the other two flanked me. Nothing I couldn't handle but still annoying. Hmm whats that beeping noise?
Well just got another message from Springer he wants me to dock at some SPP for briefing now I just need to find it. Harmony of Perpetuity, where the heck is that? Hmm, Betty is coming up with "sector not found". Well the navigation system was hacked. Lets see Springer says fly past Elysium of Light, ok but if I don't find something I might just ditch this buster and seek refuge with the goners.
765-05-01 13:30
So apparently there is a north gate in Elysium and behind it is nothing. All I have on scanners is an empty sector, drat there goes that beeping again.
When I answered this time, I actually was receiving a video call from Springer himself “Mr. Dolsky how good of you to join us in our home. I'm sure the journey was pleasant?”
“If you call traipsing across half the known verse in a interceptor that is regularly passed by freighters pleasant.”
“Now Mr. Dolsky we both know that you have made several improvements to that Buster since we lent it to you. Now why don't you join us and we will discuss your new employment with us over a late lunch.”
“Actually I think I will just turn around and disappear back into the pirate sectors.”
With a jolt the Busters autopilot came on and oriented the ship in sector. “Now Mr. Dolsky, I must apologize but that wasn't a request we will see you shortly. And before you think of ejecting let me just say how bad it would be, if your ejection seat slammed you head first into an unopened canopy. " Everything faded to black when the Thrusters engaged.
Assests :
Buster Raider “Baby” (Fully Upgraded)- Korgan Dolsky
18181 Credits
And just fair warning as we are caught up to my current save next post probably won't be till Monday or Tuesday.
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“Welcome back to the land of the living Mr. Dolsky, “I hate hearing this guys voice when I wake up. It felt like someone tried to drive a chisel into my skull. I tried to sit up stars danced across my vision so I just laid there for a few minutes. Slowly looking around I began to make out a sterile medical lab. My eyes focused on the neat pile of clothing to my side, as I tried to reach for them I found that I had been bound to the gurney. I really don’t like being bound, so I started struggling against the bonds.
“Now Mr. Dolsky unless you want to hurt yourself please quite struggling,” I felt my arms go slightly numb as a light electric charge passed through my restraints, and since now my chest felt like there was a parinid sitting on it, I quit.
“Much better, we would hate for you to tear open your wounds,” Wounds? Looking down I noticed a large bandage covering my chest.
“I must apologize about the rough treatment on your way in. When I told Alpha to fly your ship in by remote, he seemed to deem it necessary to turn off your inertial dampeners. And, as I’m sure you are aware the human body does not like being submitted to that high of g’s. Unfortunately you were injured in the process when your crash straps came loose. Nothing to worry about though, as we have the best medical facilities in the area on this station.
“And just which station is this?” I growled through the pain. Right talking hurts, no smarting off.
“My apologies Mr. Dolsky welcome to Disruptive Electronic Espionage Patrol Station Theta Six, Or as most of the techs call it Deep Six. Now please lie back and let the anesthetic go to work when you wake up in the morning you will be good as new.”
With that I began to feel that familiar numb feeling spread all over my body as I drifted off to sleep.
I came to this time in the green liquid that could only be an amniotic tank. Through the shadows I could make out Springer looking in from the front of the tank. He was talking to someone further in the room I could almost make him out when I felt the harness begin to pull me out. As I got my legs back under me I took stock of my situation. Where the bandage was I now had a new 5 centimeter scar running horizontal just to the left of my sternum. I also had a new scar along the my hair line that I knew was probably from the Busters console. After a brief but gloriously warm shower I was led to an observation deck where Springer was waiting for me.
“Mr. Dolsky good to see you back on your own feet, Once again I must apologize for your rough treatment so far. We found a problem with in the remote control script that led to your unfortunate accident. You should be pleased to hear that we have removed all of our control programs from your buster. This should prevent any accidents like this from happening again. “
“Your right I do like hearing that. You offered me lunch and after that amnio dip I can tell you I am ravenous. “
“Of course, Mr. Dolsky breakfast should be here shortly. I apologize but we thought it best to leave you in the tank over night to make sure that their no lasting damage. While we are waiting I would like to brief you on your mission though.”
“ I know get buddy, buddy with the terrans. I take it you want access to their networks and any other intel I can bring your way.”
“Very astute Mr. Dolsky. As I was assuring my superiors earlier, you seem to have a understanding of the situation, more specifically though we would like you to upload the contents of this pad into one or multiple of their stations. If at all possible one of the defense or military stations will do nicely. Also if you manage to obtain any terran ships, weapons, or missiles we would like you to deliver them back to this station.”
“Will I get paid in any way for these ships?”
“No but we only need one of each so any duplicates you are welcome to use yourself or sell at any argon shipyard. We do ask you avoid selling any terran tech to the other species for the time being. Actually it would probably be best if you sold all your ships to local argon shipyards. Other than those two guiding missions, we would like you to get a feeling for how the terrans feel about the commonwealth. If they are to be integrated into the community we must assure that it goes smoothly.”
“So when is the job done? When are you going to take your hooks out of me and let me get back to normal life?”
“Well Mr. Dolsky that will have to wait and be seen. Also I can say that once you have completed your primary assignment, we may still need to call upon your services, from time to time. Of course since these jobs will be of a sensitive nature, we will expect your utmost discretion in all things.”
“Right, talk and I go back into the hole you found me in. That the jist of it?”
“Exactly Mr. Dolsky though it will be a much deeper hole then the one we extricated you from. But if you work with us I can promise that all the sins of your past will be wiped away and we may even be able to get your commission reinstated if that is what you desire.”
“No the last four years have shown me that I am not cut out for the military life. If I need help such as other pilots or money, I take it I am on my own? “
“Well credit wise we may be able to help you in small ways. For pilots and equipment you are on your own. More over we would ask that you keep our involvement with you secret from any pilots you hire. Also in your own enterprises we would ask that you do try to keep from bringing any undue attention to yourself. As such please refrain from any illegal activities as much as possible or if necessary use a pseudonym for them. Truthfully setting yourself up as a businessman will most likely help cement your current cover as a simple merchant.”
“Right so play nice with others, keep my mouth shut, bring you any terran tech I find, and upload the contents of this pad to any station I get the chance to. That about sum everything up?”
“Quite aptly.”
“So since you have removed your main control over me has been removed from my ship. What is to keep me from blasting through the south gate and never coming back?”
“Well Mr. Dolsky besides the bank of laser towers surrounding the docking ports. There is also the matter of your heart being eaten away by acid. I am sure you noticed the small scar on your chest this morning. While we were reinflating one of your lungs that collapsed, we also took the liberty of putting a small capsule in your chest. When activated it will combine the chemicals stored within into enough fluorosulfuric acid to dissolve your chest cavity into a red goo. I have been assured that the process would be quite painful. Now unless there is anything else I have a meeting I must attend. Feel free to stay and enjoy the view, food should be here shortly.”
765-05-03 08:30
Needless to say I wasn't very hungry when food finally arrived. I ate quickly and got back to the Buster According to the chronometer I had only lost a day here at Deep Six. So time for a new agenda. One keep working for Springer. Two find a non argon dock that can confirm or deny that implant business. Three find a doctor crazy enough to get it out of me. And Four Drop a couple of nukes on Springers door step. Yeah I guess I am a little mad.
“Now Mr. Dolsky unless you want to hurt yourself please quite struggling,” I felt my arms go slightly numb as a light electric charge passed through my restraints, and since now my chest felt like there was a parinid sitting on it, I quit.
“Much better, we would hate for you to tear open your wounds,” Wounds? Looking down I noticed a large bandage covering my chest.
“I must apologize about the rough treatment on your way in. When I told Alpha to fly your ship in by remote, he seemed to deem it necessary to turn off your inertial dampeners. And, as I’m sure you are aware the human body does not like being submitted to that high of g’s. Unfortunately you were injured in the process when your crash straps came loose. Nothing to worry about though, as we have the best medical facilities in the area on this station.
“And just which station is this?” I growled through the pain. Right talking hurts, no smarting off.
“My apologies Mr. Dolsky welcome to Disruptive Electronic Espionage Patrol Station Theta Six, Or as most of the techs call it Deep Six. Now please lie back and let the anesthetic go to work when you wake up in the morning you will be good as new.”
With that I began to feel that familiar numb feeling spread all over my body as I drifted off to sleep.
I came to this time in the green liquid that could only be an amniotic tank. Through the shadows I could make out Springer looking in from the front of the tank. He was talking to someone further in the room I could almost make him out when I felt the harness begin to pull me out. As I got my legs back under me I took stock of my situation. Where the bandage was I now had a new 5 centimeter scar running horizontal just to the left of my sternum. I also had a new scar along the my hair line that I knew was probably from the Busters console. After a brief but gloriously warm shower I was led to an observation deck where Springer was waiting for me.
“Mr. Dolsky good to see you back on your own feet, Once again I must apologize for your rough treatment so far. We found a problem with in the remote control script that led to your unfortunate accident. You should be pleased to hear that we have removed all of our control programs from your buster. This should prevent any accidents like this from happening again. “
“Your right I do like hearing that. You offered me lunch and after that amnio dip I can tell you I am ravenous. “
“Of course, Mr. Dolsky breakfast should be here shortly. I apologize but we thought it best to leave you in the tank over night to make sure that their no lasting damage. While we are waiting I would like to brief you on your mission though.”
“ I know get buddy, buddy with the terrans. I take it you want access to their networks and any other intel I can bring your way.”
“Very astute Mr. Dolsky. As I was assuring my superiors earlier, you seem to have a understanding of the situation, more specifically though we would like you to upload the contents of this pad into one or multiple of their stations. If at all possible one of the defense or military stations will do nicely. Also if you manage to obtain any terran ships, weapons, or missiles we would like you to deliver them back to this station.”
“Will I get paid in any way for these ships?”
“No but we only need one of each so any duplicates you are welcome to use yourself or sell at any argon shipyard. We do ask you avoid selling any terran tech to the other species for the time being. Actually it would probably be best if you sold all your ships to local argon shipyards. Other than those two guiding missions, we would like you to get a feeling for how the terrans feel about the commonwealth. If they are to be integrated into the community we must assure that it goes smoothly.”
“So when is the job done? When are you going to take your hooks out of me and let me get back to normal life?”
“Well Mr. Dolsky that will have to wait and be seen. Also I can say that once you have completed your primary assignment, we may still need to call upon your services, from time to time. Of course since these jobs will be of a sensitive nature, we will expect your utmost discretion in all things.”
“Right, talk and I go back into the hole you found me in. That the jist of it?”
“Exactly Mr. Dolsky though it will be a much deeper hole then the one we extricated you from. But if you work with us I can promise that all the sins of your past will be wiped away and we may even be able to get your commission reinstated if that is what you desire.”
“No the last four years have shown me that I am not cut out for the military life. If I need help such as other pilots or money, I take it I am on my own? “
“Well credit wise we may be able to help you in small ways. For pilots and equipment you are on your own. More over we would ask that you keep our involvement with you secret from any pilots you hire. Also in your own enterprises we would ask that you do try to keep from bringing any undue attention to yourself. As such please refrain from any illegal activities as much as possible or if necessary use a pseudonym for them. Truthfully setting yourself up as a businessman will most likely help cement your current cover as a simple merchant.”
“Right so play nice with others, keep my mouth shut, bring you any terran tech I find, and upload the contents of this pad to any station I get the chance to. That about sum everything up?”
“Quite aptly.”
“So since you have removed your main control over me has been removed from my ship. What is to keep me from blasting through the south gate and never coming back?”
“Well Mr. Dolsky besides the bank of laser towers surrounding the docking ports. There is also the matter of your heart being eaten away by acid. I am sure you noticed the small scar on your chest this morning. While we were reinflating one of your lungs that collapsed, we also took the liberty of putting a small capsule in your chest. When activated it will combine the chemicals stored within into enough fluorosulfuric acid to dissolve your chest cavity into a red goo. I have been assured that the process would be quite painful. Now unless there is anything else I have a meeting I must attend. Feel free to stay and enjoy the view, food should be here shortly.”
765-05-03 08:30
Needless to say I wasn't very hungry when food finally arrived. I ate quickly and got back to the Buster According to the chronometer I had only lost a day here at Deep Six. So time for a new agenda. One keep working for Springer. Two find a non argon dock that can confirm or deny that implant business. Three find a doctor crazy enough to get it out of me. And Four Drop a couple of nukes on Springers door step. Yeah I guess I am a little mad.
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cyk1682
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grrr well that didn't last long note for next time build up a back log so random q pounce doesn't end did so suddenly
765-05-03 12:30
Ok so its been a productive morning, from Deep Six I flew over to Omicron Lyrae were I got an other to escort some Terran Diplomats home. It was a way in so I took the job expecting a boring flight. In Circle of Labor we actually run into some fun, 3 pirate M5's. While I dealt with a pair of pirate Harriers the other 3 fools who took this job chased around a Discoverer till it crashed into a Station.
In Heretic's End we ran into 2 Xenon M's easy work normally I waxed one while the other 3 idiots chased the other around. Starting to think that the Argon military sent a bunch of green recruits on this mission. After taking out the 2nd M, I tailed the transport while watching this bunch of numpties try and crash there ships into each other. Eventually the Terrans docked and I got a message asking if I wanted more work being a good little spy I turned it down since I had 3 military pilots watching.
Once back in Omicron Lyrae I found this a patrol group looking for a little help patroling over to Elysium of Light. Simple enough and Bonus it seems that the Khaak are making an incursion. After taking out 2 Scouts and a Interceptor, Lyrae seemed to be clear, not that I could tell. Moving on to Treasure Chest. Flying through the gate. Ah crap.......
End of flight record
Buster “ Baby” was destroyed by Xenon Q flying through Treasure Chest gate towards Omicron Lyrae. Chances of Survival …. 0.000000025
Springer closed the file. Dolsky had been a good candidate for the infiltration, now they needed to find another. Well at least the prison populations were about to get a lot smaller.
765-05-03 12:30
Ok so its been a productive morning, from Deep Six I flew over to Omicron Lyrae were I got an other to escort some Terran Diplomats home. It was a way in so I took the job expecting a boring flight. In Circle of Labor we actually run into some fun, 3 pirate M5's. While I dealt with a pair of pirate Harriers the other 3 fools who took this job chased around a Discoverer till it crashed into a Station.
In Heretic's End we ran into 2 Xenon M's easy work normally I waxed one while the other 3 idiots chased the other around. Starting to think that the Argon military sent a bunch of green recruits on this mission. After taking out the 2nd M, I tailed the transport while watching this bunch of numpties try and crash there ships into each other. Eventually the Terrans docked and I got a message asking if I wanted more work being a good little spy I turned it down since I had 3 military pilots watching.
Once back in Omicron Lyrae I found this a patrol group looking for a little help patroling over to Elysium of Light. Simple enough and Bonus it seems that the Khaak are making an incursion. After taking out 2 Scouts and a Interceptor, Lyrae seemed to be clear, not that I could tell. Moving on to Treasure Chest. Flying through the gate. Ah crap.......
End of flight record
Buster “ Baby” was destroyed by Xenon Q flying through Treasure Chest gate towards Omicron Lyrae. Chances of Survival …. 0.000000025
Springer closed the file. Dolsky had been a good candidate for the infiltration, now they needed to find another. Well at least the prison populations were about to get a lot smaller.
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Triaxx2
- Posts: 7229
- Joined: Tue, 29. Dec 09, 02:15
Go ahead and tell us the end. And try again. I tried my first DiD four times before I managed to get it going. Savage Split is not an easy start. Especially when you keep running into a Pirate Dragon. I did successfully take down a Nova Prototype though...
A Pirate's Revenge Completed Now in PDF by _Zap_
APR Book 2: Best Served Cold Updated 8/5/2016
The Tale of Ea't s'Quid Completed
Dovie'andi se tovya sagain
APR Book 2: Best Served Cold Updated 8/5/2016
The Tale of Ea't s'Quid Completed
Dovie'andi se tovya sagain