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 Posted: Thu May 31, 2007 11:58 pm
The Strahl is a medium sized starship suitable for long journeys and adventure purposes. Even with its size, it's possible for her to be piloted by a single person.
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Posted: Sun Jun 03, 2007 7:27 pm
Ethan clambered out of the seat and dropped to the floor with an audible "clank" as his boots hit the floor. He opened the aft compartment and let the dogs out. Not daring to look at his friend's body, Ethan turned and headed out of the hangar bay, not really looking for the bridge, but just to get away from the black and gold armor tainted crimson. After a few minutes of just walking, he arrived at the bridge and dropped into one of the control consoles.
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Posted: Mon Jun 04, 2007 6:45 pm
Ryder was already on the bridge of the Strahl sitting in the pilot's seat when Ethan came in. He glanced sideways towards the meathead as he sat himself down at one of the control panels. Even though he was a bit suspicious of him, he let it go, Ryder couldn't think of anywhere else to put him anyway. The Strahl's engines rumbled to life, and in a minute, the ship was already docked away from Citadel Spaceport and rocketing towards space. Once his ship got through Earth's atmosphere, Ryder let the autopilot take control and stood up over Ethan. Staring darkly at him for a moment, he asked, "we could put Wo'Jula into a pod and send him into space if you'd like...or do you have another idea?"
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Posted: Fri Jun 08, 2007 3:25 pm
Ethan made no motion to indicate he had heard Ryder. But his lips parted and words came out. I think he would want a warriors death, engulfed in flames He sat in silence for awhile I think Eden would work best. Somewhere in the wildernes, where the flames could be seen from miles away Ethan sighed.
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Posted: Tue Jun 12, 2007 2:00 pm
Nodding and listening intently to Ethan as he spoke, Ryder inwardly rolled his eyes. Tch, "warrior's death," that's how you get yourself killed. Of course, the young man didn't understand Wo'Jula's wish, for he was a space outlaw...far from honorable like the Elite. Looking at Ethan, he responded, "Eden it is then." He walked back to the pilot's seat and proceeded to plot a course for Eden, making sure to lock the weapon panels down in the process. Wouldn't want the meathead to cause any trouble, he thought. Ryder engaged the afterburners of the Strahl and zoomed off towards Planet Eden's surface.
((exit to Eden...when we make a place xD))
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Posted: Sun Mar 30, 2008 6:20 pm
The Strahl quickly broke through the atmosphere of Eden and settled down calmly in free space.
Ryder ran his hands along the piloting console and put his ship on autopilot. Setting up a slow course to Earth, he spun around and got up. With a jester-like grin on his face he stated, "Well folks, we're off Eden, now where are all you bitches headin'?" He took out his Zippo lighter and a single Lucky 7 cigarette.
The centaur creature had had enough. He couldn't wait any longer. In truth, he was an agent for the UNSC blackops sector. His mission was to find and hunt down a rogue subject codenamed 'Bishop' which was, in fact, Ryder. The alien didn't know why, nor did he care, but he had a job to do and time was up. Growling and baring his fangs, he threw himself up and went behind Ethan sitting at one of the consoles on the ship. This human was the one who had antagonized him the most. Bringing his claws up to the human's throat, he stared at Ryder and barked, "don't move or this one dies!"
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Posted: Sun Mar 30, 2008 6:27 pm
The centaur's claws had barely touched Ethan's skin before his pistol had departed his holster and arrived at the centaur's stomach. The centaur had barely finished "dies too" when Ethan squeezed the trigger twice in quick succession, hopefully ending his aggressor's life.
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Posted: Sun Mar 30, 2008 6:41 pm
Even the centaur was surprised at how efficiently and mechanically Ethan responded to his attack. There was no way he could've been an ordinary merc... at least, that's what the specops agent thought as he was falling backwards.
Ellaiym's claws brushed against Ethan's throat with dying life before banging against the floor. Gargling up blood, he looked up at all the humans with a confused look as if he didn't believe what had just happened.
Ryder lit his cigarette with a quick snap of his lighter. Pocketing it away, he blew out a small puff of warm smoke. "Yeah, like I really care what happens to the meathead."
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Posted: Sun Mar 30, 2008 6:47 pm
Ethan rubbed his throat as the centaur lay dying on the floor. "Dumbass," he mumbled. He slid his pistol back into its holster after kissing the barrel, silently thanking it for its reliable ability to turn people into corpses. He got up from the console and stood over the body. Ethan turned to Ryder and ask," Where's the airlock?"
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Posted: Sun Mar 30, 2008 6:51 pm
"Over there," Ryder pointed in a vague direction, "but before you dump him, I would appreciate if you searched him." The outlaw took another drag from his cigarette.
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Posted: Sun Mar 30, 2008 6:52 pm
It was all a blur for Andy. She didn't expect any kind of attack after the previous fight at the mountains. This death before her was different, though. The blood was edible. To her, anyway.
Andrea wrinkled her nose and let out a small hiss, turning away. Any normal vampire wouldn't care what others thought about this guilty pleasure, but she did. After all, she was half mortal.
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Posted: Sun Mar 30, 2008 6:55 pm
Ethan smirked at Ryder's request. "Feel free to search him," he replied. "I figure you have about 20 seconds to get what you want from him before he reaches his destination," Ethan added as he slid his arms under the centaur's and dragged the lifeless body towards the airlock, leaving a small, still river of blood behind.
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Posted: Sun Mar 30, 2008 7:02 pm
Frowning in displeasure at the stain Ethan was leaving, Ryder was about to go over and say something until he saw Andy react to the blood. Turning his head towards her and raising an eyebrow, he looked pensive for a moment before he approached her.
"Hey, girly, hold this for me a minute would ya?"
The young man grabbed her hand and squeezed his lighter into his own palm while pressing it against hers. The sharp metal broke Ryder's skin and his finger started to bleed.
"Whoops."
His warm, dark red, blood dripped down his hand and trickled onto Andy's skin.
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Posted: Sun Mar 30, 2008 7:14 pm
Ethan unceremoniously stuffed the body in the airlock, but not without doing a casual search. He found a small pouch with some sort of currency, not exactly galactic standard, but no form of identification. Ethan picked up the blaster as well and disassembled it, examining each component. "Piece of s**t," he said to the stale, empty air. Then he threw the blaster in with the body. He closed the airlock and slammed the hatch release. "He was a good man, er... centaur, thing." He took a few steps and paused, laughing. "I lied." Ethan arrived back in the cockpit to find Ryder and Andy holding hands. "Did you two get married or something?"
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Posted: Sun Mar 30, 2008 7:23 pm
Her eyes widened at the sight. Ryder's careless mistake had done the trick. "You idiot!" Andy flung the lighter down as a quick reaction. She took a few steps back, thinking of a way to get rid of the stench.
The girl smudged the blood on her skirt, hoping the fabric would cover the smell. It was no use. The smell was too strong to for her to get rid of. Andrea grew tense, her body slightly shaking from trying to resist.
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