Episode Twelve: White Flag

[Andrew "Boss" Johnson]

0708
Aboard Derelict Boat/ Roof

He was prone looking through the scope of his SR-25. This was his one since he got there. It had a detachable silencer and bipod to steady operation. He then heard the Major's orders.

"Let's wait until they make a hostile action before we retaliate. If and when that happens... Well just pick out targets and take them down. Sura, that ETA still good?"

"Though, Wouldn't it be advisable to pick them off at-a-far so that they can't get into range" he replied, realising no one heard him. He shook his head, he'd do things differently. Though he still had Frank with him, and he could tell Frank wasn't happy either. They were both trigger happy maniacs. He noticed Shawn was getting twitchy too. Good the kid knew something may happen soon.

Andrew turned his attention to the boat, closer it came.. More chance the enemy could overpower them. He brought his Shotgun up and kept it near. Close range shotgun blast wasn't the prettiest thing to see. And he hoped the enemy would back off when their captains head was blown from his or her body.

"Captain sighted" he stated as the small indicator lined up in-between the woman’s eyes. Well He thought she would be since the body language of the Major and the enemy seemed to confirm this. "Ready to engage" he said quietly in his TacSet. All the Major would have to do is give the signal.. And he'd be able to drop these worthless enemy.

He hoped he was out of sight, the dark roof of the ship matched his gear, so he could easily stay out of sight. That and they had crew inside the boat. To him, they should not show their true numbers. As he laid there waiting for the order to fire, he started getting bored. Waiting was something he hated, he'd prefer direct action.. or attacks on the flank.. He noticed that he had accounted for all the opfor. Now it was a stand-off.. he hated stand off's it meant no combat for a while, until words were exchanged. He slowly grabbed some grenades, one stun, the other frag. They made have made the mess on this boat.. he was going to decorate it with their body parts. Fair was fair in his mind.

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[Erik Marshall]

0708
Aboard Derelict Boat/ Roof

Erik had his MP5 out and ready to use even if he didn't want to. Still this was a military operaton and he was more of the diplomatic type but he knew when to keep his mouth shut and this was one of those times so he just waited for the orders to come before he did anything making sure the safety was off of his sub machine gun and that his M9 pistol was ready to be used just in case he needed it. God I wish I had some more training with Devoss before I came out here was all Erik could think of right now as he waited then Johnson got up and was ready to start firing and Erik knew he had to do something and hoping that he didn't break the magic chain of command of the Military got up and went before the Group that came aboard the ship

"Can't we be civilized and talk this over" said Erik putting his MP5 down even though the Major had just ordered Akentac to raise his P90 but Erik knew it would be better if he didn't use his MP5, as he was what you might call a rookie. Still Erik allowd himself access to his M9 just in case. So Erik stood there and before anyone said anything else he added "So please their is no need for violence we are all people and should be treated as much and in no way have we shown you any hostilities so please show us none" Erik waited for their response and hoped that the situation could be handled peacfully and if not he had some fine soldiers to back him up

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[fyra]

0709
Aboard Derelict

Fyra smiled as her crew surrounded the people - a mixed reaction by the aliens. Some wanted to drop their weapons, while others snapped into a defensive position. Precarious bunch...and quite fascinating. They all appeared so different. Some looked like they were born-and-raised to hold the weapon in their grasp, while others seemed to have the look of fear about their faces.

Fyra preferred the later.

Her eyes danced across the ship, feeling like she was being watched. Was that someone aiming a gun at her? Oh - they would die first. She ducked away behind a mast - able to watch her crew, but out of site from the enemy...or whatever they were.

They were well-armed and well-trained, she would give them that. Maybe a useful alley?

As she heard voices from the other ship, she smiled, deciding to give them a little visit. Sometimes she would be the first to jump on a boat - but today she felt like just watching. She was an observer by nature - that's how she nearly learned everything she knew.

Fyra entered - signaling her crew to switch to their other weapons. Knives and swords were fun for intimidation, and quite useful in close-combat - but for something like this...ammo might be more useful. Their guns weren't the best, but surviving a bullet wound was unheard of, for their ammo was made of toxins, rather then just a solid slug - thus its limited quantity.

As the guns were raised on both fronts, she gave her double-knives a gentle swing, before sliding them back into their sheaths, holding her hands in the air slightly in a mock-attempt to say "oh I surrender", which was quickly killed by a slight chuckle from her lips.

"Can't we be civilized and talk this over" one of the men said, placing his weapon down, before Fyra could speak, "So please their is no need for violence we are all people and should be treated as much and in no way have we shown you any hostilities so please show us none"

"That was very bold of you," she observed, her intricate eyes locking onto his gaze, "I'll be honest," she began to pace, "My goal isn't to kill random people...but we have to be cautious, ever since..." she sighed, "Ever since this planet got covered in water, really."

Fyra glanced around at her men, before returning her gaze to the people in front of her, "So, what are you doing here?" she asked, fingering the butt of one of her blades, slightly, "Consider us the official welcoming party. Sure, we have point and shiny things, and some guns...but so do you."

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[shawn]

0710
Aboard Derelict

Shawn didn't like the waiting he knew something bad was about to happen and so he kept his carbine close. Raising it up towards the boat that was comming in he kept watch without saying anything though he could tell that Andrew knew he didn't the like situation. "Major, Captian I don't like this." Shawn added he would have liked to fire a least a warning shot but he wasn't in command. He watched as the unknown person came into view he raised he carbine towards her waiting for any slight movment that could tell him that she was in fact hostile. Shawn was slightly twitchy and worried though he wasn't about to pull the trigger till he got the all clear from the Major. "So a stand off is then?" Shanw added in shortly after the women spoke.

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[Marah "Tonobi" Law]

0710
Aboard the little boat to the left
Dubbed 'Lucky'


Marah watched as the large ship approuched the Major's ship. The female captain could be seen and was a clean shot if needed. Luckly none of the unknown sailors had spotted the two on the little boat she had now dubbed 'Lucky'. She turned to kale and said quietly "Can you get a message to the Major and captain to she what thier order's are?". She keeped her scope trained on the female captain waiting for either the order to stand down or take the shot.

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[Aeryn Sun]

0710
Helios
Unknown Ship
Deck

Aeryn raised her gun higher, waitting to be told to stand it down. Being on the same boat as Akentac and Leah as she watched them. She saw Akentac lower his weapon, yet Aeryn didn't. Her training, and sense told her not to at all. Now she wished she had brought along her Pulse Rifle, and Pistol too.

"Akentac. Leah. I don't like this" she said, her gun pointed forward still. Aeryn only then had a crak of small fear, though Aeryn didn't know, though she felt it. She shook her head, only to wait.

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[Akentac Tran Ware]

0710
Helios
Abandoned Boat
Deck

"I'll be honest, My goal isn't to kill random people...but we have to be cautious, .... "Ever since this planet got covered in water, really."

Akentac let Eric speak first, but he sensed the crew had a story to tell and tryed to coax it out.

"I understand your situation my people sufferd a catastrophe and we had to fight for our survivle, but as Eric said were explorers looking for alies, maybe we can help each other but we can't do that while were pointing weapons at each other, so shall we put them down."

Akentac looked across at Eric and smiled, to let him know he'd said his peice, and he could continue, and hoped they were geting some where.

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[xgaterx]

0710
Helios
Abandoned Boat
Deck

"I'll be honest, My goal isn't to kill random people...but we have to be cautious, .... "Ever since this planet got covered in water, really."

"Wait wait wait, so this planet wasn't covered with water before?"

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"And are you guys the only ones on this planet, or are there more tribes or people elsewhere?"

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[sura]

0710
Helios
Aboard Derelict

I hate when I'm right, Sura mentally grumbled, as the ship was boarded just when she said they would be. They were quickly surrounded by a bunch that obviously had done this before. Al tried reasoning with them - as did Aken - but truly no progress was made until a woman walked board the boat - a rather intimidating blade in each hand.

"Can't we be civilized and talk this over" Erik pleaded, lowering his weapon, "So please their is no need for violence we are all people and should be treated as much and in no way have we shown you any hostilities so please show us none"
"Raise your weapon, Marshall," Sura ordered, frustrated with everyone's demeanor. It seemed like everyone either wanted to kiss the new-comer's feet, or shoot them in the face - plus it seemed like no one was listening to orders. This wasn't a good time for any of that.

"That was very bold of you," the woman observed, "I'll be honest," she began to pace, "My goal isn't to kill random people...but we have to be cautious, ever since..." she sighed, "Ever since this planet got covered in water, really."

She paused before continuing, "So, what are you doing here?" she asked, fingering the butt of one of her blades, slightly, "Consider us the official welcoming party. Sure, we have point and shiny things, and some guns...but so do you."

Mumbles of discomfort were heard throughout the group. She honestly was disappointed in both teams at that very moment, and she had a gut feeling that the Major wasn't feeling all-that-much-better then she.
"All of you - please shut the frak up. I don't want to hear one more, 'I don't like this...' And that's an order," she barked, not caring if the woman overheard.

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[fyra]

0711
Helios
Aboard Derelict

As mumbles emanated from the group before her, a woman who appeared to have some authority ordered their silence, "All of you - please shut the frak up. I don't want to hear one more, 'I don't like this...' And that's an order."

A question - instead of an answer to her own question - came from the group, from a rather odd looking alien, "I understand your situation my people sufferd a catastrophe and we had to fight for our survivle, but as Eric said were explorers looking for alies, maybe we can help each other but we can't do that while were pointing weapons at each other, so shall we put them down."
"Weapons make people listen," Fyra smirked, "I have no way of knowing if you bunch are bounty hunters from another planet with a cover story if anything like this happens, or if what you just said was true. Plus I got your attention, didn't I?"

"Wait wait wait, so this planet wasn't covered with water before?"

"A long time ago, it wasn't."

"And are you guys the only ones on this planet, or are there more tribes or people elsewhere?"
Fyra sighed. She liked the other order-barking woman better.
"See all those little dots out there? Yeah those would be other people, on other boats," she pointed out, a slightly rude-tone to her voice, "Got it?"

Fyra glanced at the two who appeared to be leading the bunch.
"Is it safe to guess that you two lead this crew?" she asked, leaning her head to the side slightly, as if she was curious, "It's a simple question really - what are you doing here, and do you mean us harm?"

Fyra's eyes darted off-boat to yet another ship, immediately pulling out one of her blades and turning it so that it caught the sun. She twisted the blade slightly between her fingers, before sliding it back, "Got to love communicating without words...anyway, if we chose to be allies with you, what guarantee do we have that you won't pull one of these on us and turn us into the high council?"

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[Ashley "Logan" Kale]

0711
Helios
Aboard the little boat to the left
Dubbed 'Lucky'

"Can you get a message to the Major and captain to she what thier order's are?" Kale heard Marah say queitly and replied in the same tone "Now I am going to use morse code with the reflection of the sun by using my knife therefore the others may not see it, well understand it". Kale pulled out his knife and aimed his knife to reflect on the unknown captain and he used his hand to make the message which is as follows; "Sir, Kale and Law here, what are our orders? Please respond in some way".

When Kale is finished making the message he turned to Marah and said quietly "Well the message is sent, now we wait" upon saying that kale re-sheathed his knife and waited watching for a response.

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[Frank Brawer]

OOC: Sorry guys, been busy lately

0711
Helios
Aboard Derelict

Frank locked his eyes onto the other ship, he was feeling restless, if they had been on their old team, the other ship would've been probably sunken in the ocean floor. But not now, now they were on a civilian position with a negotiation team, this certainly made things boring for Frank, who was more of the action type of guy.

He shrugged as the discussion continued, he had ended pretty beaten up from the last fight, doctors claimed that it had been a 'miracle' for him to survive the blows. Luckier to undergo the quick reahibiltation. In no time, Frank was his old self again, it was as if some God up there wanted him alive, maybe he had one more thing to do before he died, or it was just plain destiny. Either way, he didn't care as long as he could stand and shoot.

He caressed his P90, wich stood still on his chest, a finger on the trigger, waiting, if things went dirty, he would be ready to shoot all of the enemy crew, who didn't seemed as advanced in the military sense.

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[James Calmara]

0712
Helios
Aboard Abandoned Boat
Engine Room

Calmara was working quickly their vessel being boarded was not a good sign, and no reply to his last radio message made him even more concerned.

the engine was a steam engine, relatively low tech, two gears forward and backward and a drive shaft connected to a screw propeller, the explosion had bent the drive shafts but caused little other damage, several of the bolts were a little stubborn and required a swift kick and he soon had them of, and was fixing the new one in place.

Calmara finished fixing the the drive train for ahead of his estimation, having got no reply on the radio Calmara made for the deck, he crept up the stairs to the deck and crouched just below the access hatch, and radioed again "Leah, Calmara, the engine's fixed, were good to go, just say the word."

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[Marah "Tonobi" Law]

0712
Helios
Aboard the little boat to the left
Dubbed 'Lucky'

Marah smiled at kale's inventiveness on using the knife to get one of their commanders attention. "Good work Ash" she said quietly and giving him a tap on the back. She then looked through her scope again only to get an eye full of the sunlight reflecting of the womans sword. She dropped down trying to blink away the whiteness, "Argh what a bit..." she stopped her swearing as she realized that it was getting too load. Quickly she used the other eye to see if anyone had heard them. She ducked down again and smiled at Kale, "It's fine I don't think it was load enough to hear" she reassured him.

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[Alavair "Zoidberg" Leah]

0712
Helios
Aboard Derelict Boat

There were just so many things going on at once. Marah and Kale seemed to be worried about what to do, although he didn't have time to issue them orders right now. He had to admit that he was somewhat disappointed with a few of the members of the teams, as they seemed to have problems following orders. At this point he didn't care if they were on SD-6 or not, as soon as they were out of this mess they would be hearing an earful from him. Before he had been able to say anything he heard the sound coming from his ear bud, Calmara had fixed the engines. Well at least one thing was going their way. If it came down to it they could get out of here, although he really didn't want to have to use that method. Glancing at Sura, he tried to catch her eye before he looked back at the woman across from them.

"Let me make this clear You have no reason not to trust us. We however, only have the impression of you that you're a bunch of murdering lunatics. Now I don't personally have a problem with that, although I'll give you a fair little warning. You try anything and half of your crew would be dead before you got a shot off. I don't know anything about this council of yours. We came through the gate, we're travelers of a sort. To make this simple, as long as you don't start trouble with us, we're not going to give you any."

Raising his hand as a signal for Kale and Marah to be at the ready, Alavair tapped his ear bud twice, the sound that echoed through it a reply to Calmara. He couldn't actually speak right now, although James should've known that was what he meant. Now with luck they wouldn't have any problems with these people, although his grip still tightened on the shotgun, ready to blast away at any time.

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