Episode Twelve: White Flag

[Tyler "TJ" Danielson]

820
Helios
Underground Caverns

Things were going exactly according to plan. His inside man had given Fyra the idea to go and meet these strangers, and now they had been delivered to him. He would have to reward his faithful servant after this day, as he had served him well. It was almost funny how easy these people were to manipulate. His man had been inside their organization for years now, subtly influencing their every decision. He had pushed himself up the ladder of power, and now he had a say in every important decision that the rebels made. Soon enough it would be he, not Fyra, making the final calls. Then his victory would be complete. For the time being however, he couldn't afford to think about that. He had to think about the now, and what needed to be done at this moment.

He had to do it now, before they got too close to the palace itself. Mentally preparing himself, Oran moved slowly to his bed chambers. It was the only place that he was truly comfortable projecting from, as it was a safe haven of sorts. As he closed the door to his chambers, Oran quickly scanned for any signs of life. On occasion his guards would hide themselves in here, just to test his observance. There didn't seem to be any now however, which was a lucky fact. He didn't have the time to deal with them right now. Not when he was so close to his ultimate goal. Sitting on the edge of his bed, Oran closed his eyes, ready to begin. The room around him faded into darkness, and almost instantly a new light sparked up. He was no longer looking through the eyes of Oran Su. Not anymore. Now he was seeing through the eyes of Saint Dane, the spiritual leader of the people of this planet. Things were going to be interesting, that much was a certainty. Standing in the shadows, he watched the teams unload from their little boats, his eyes never leaving the two that seemed to be the leaders. Stepping out as the two embarked from the boat, he smiled, teeth flashing as he did so.

"Well well well. You had the nerve to show your face here Fyra. Commendable, I'll admit, but that doesn't change the fact that you happen to be on the most wanted list. I'd advise you to leave. Now."

Compared to most men, Saint Dane was a rather imposing visage. He stood at a little under seven foot tall, with red scars criss-crossed across his forehead. His words had obviously struck a nerve, as one of the pirates had unsheathed his sword. Laughing somewhat cruelly, Saint Dane smiled.

"I would suggest you putting that sword away, before I do it for you.

The man obviously didn't understand the simple idea behind his statement, which became evident when instead of sheathing the sword, he charged. Shaking his head in morbid amusement, Saint Dane merely side-stepped the man's attack, bringing a crashing backhand down onto the back of the man's neck as he passed. The man crumpled into a heap on the ground, the bones of his neck completely shattered from the hit. Smiling up at Fyra, Saint Dane smiled. Oh, if only he could reveal his true form. It would be so sweet to do so, although it was not yet the time. That time would eventually come though, and he hungered for it even now.

"Unless the rest of your crew wishes to suffer the same fate as this man, You may want to leave now."

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[fyra]

0821
Helios
"Government" Floating Island

Back on this floating Island...
Fyra hated it with passion. Her parents had died fighting in this very spot against the people who stood close to her now. She could just taste them...them and their evil. Their pure evil.

"Well well well. You had the nerve to show your face here Fyra. Commendable, I'll admit, but that doesn't change the fact that you happen to be on the most wanted list. I'd advise you to leave. Now."

"Saint Dane," she stated, standing slightly in front of the group, "No fanfare for your arrival to the front of this island?" she asked coolly, hearing the grind of one of her men removed a sword slowly from its sheath.

Put it away, she thought, her eyes burning into the figure that towered over her, Please put away the sword...[/i]

"I would suggest you putting that sword away, before I do it for you."

We're fraked.

Just like that, Felix charged foward, Saint Dane only shaking his head as the sharp blade hurtled towards him. He slid to the side and slammed the back of his hand upon the back of Felix's skull - the man's neck cracking fully when he hit the ground.

Fyra's eyes stared at the still form, feeling anger surge up inside her. Her unique hazel eyes found their way back to Saint Dane's face...and he was smiling.
"What the frak?" she asked to what just happened in general.

"Unless the rest of your crew wishes to suffer the same fate as this man, You may want to leave now."

"We're not here to kill you, for once," she insisted, avoiding glancing down upon the corpse of her dear friend, and Co-Captain of the Orion, "I have brought off-worlders which speak to you," her voice even, "That is all."

Felix...

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[Marah "Tonobi" Law]

0821
Helios
"Government" Floating Island

Marah was helping some of the her team mates get off the boat when another figure arrived. She stopped and joined Al near the pirates. She listened to the chatter between the two natives and saw the absolute hatred in the pirate Commander's eyes.

Then one of the crew charged the new comer. Receiving a quick neck breaking chop to the neck. As he went down Marah grabbed the trigger of her P-90 but did not raise it. She hadn't been ordered to do any such action and in any case Al had wanted to talk to them which would be a bit hard if she had killed him. "Friendly aren't they" She said to Al as she gave the new comer and fierce look and kept her hand on the gun but did not do anything else.

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[Akentac Tran Ware]

0821
Helios
"Government" Floating Island

Akentac climbed of the boat, as they were about to move towards the building a man came out to meet them, he identified himself as Saint Dane, and he and Frya exchanged words and then watched with horror as one of Rebel crew attacked and was killed, around him the team members put there hands to there weapons, and even Akentac found himself instinctively raising his P90, this is what he been afraid of the rebels had issues with the people in power, Akentac decided to act fast and took the initiative, stepping forwards he addressed the newcomer.

"I am Akentac tran Ware of the Reol, and am part of an expedition that have come here to see new lands and meet new people, we mean you no harm, we only wish to speak with your leaders, are we able to do that?"

Akentac stood ready and waiting Saint Dane's response keeping his P90 ready just in case, but he knew if things did go bad his team was behind him just in case.

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[Ashley "Logan" Kale]

0821
Helios
"Government" Floating Island

Kale made his was off the boat with his F88 in his hands at ready "Gee I'm glad to be away from the 'Bog of Eternal Stench'," Kale thought then whispered it to Marah in which was standing where the fight happened well apparently happened because he didn't see it happen.

"What did I miss?" Kale asked Marah quietly after noticing a body on the ground limp as a dead plant or maybe the monster from Frankenstein before coming alive,

Then he heard his team member Akentec introduce himself "I am Akentac tran Ware of the Reol, and am part of an expedition that have come here to see new lands and meet new people, we mean you no harm, we only wish to speak with your leaders, are we able to do that?"

Kale thought to himself "yeah is there a problem with speaking to the people in charge." then mutted under his breath "Oh Boy! I hope that this goes well"

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[James Calmara]

0821
Helios
"Government" Floating Island


On seeing the altercation betweeen the rebels and the representative, Calmara sidesteped and brought up his M4, for two reasons one to get a clear shot and, two so he could be close to the boat should they need to make a hastiy exit, as a team member made an attempt to gain some sort diplomatic grounding Calmara waited for his commanders order.

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[Andrew "Boss" Johnson]

0821
Helios
"Government" Floating Island

As one of the pirates made a move towards Mr Lurch of the alien word. Andrew just looked through the scope. Then the man was down, the way he went down indicated that the man was dead.. Probably a snapped neck, he had seen them done and had done some himself during his career. It was a simple way to kill someone.. As long as you did it right, screw up and they could be a yelling quadriplegic.

Andrew smiled as the tension was getting higher, this was the fun he craved. Yeah diplomatic missions were ok, but they were incredibly boring. As he looked through the scope he aimed at the tall bugger.

"Ready to fire boss" he said into his TacSet, he wondered if the tall bastard could see him on the roof. Did it matter? He couldn't care less. "Frank, think you can C4 something?" he asked the man.

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[Alavair "Zoidberg" Leah]

0821
Helios
'Government Floating Island'

All he could do was watch as the scene unfolded before him. The man's fate was decided from the moment that he moved, as he could see this Saint Dane person already tensing for an attack. He didn't even have time to warn the man before he saw him charge. Saint Dane merely sidestepped him, and the blow that hit him seemed to have broken his neck. There was no way to be sure that he was really dead, although it like it from where he was standing. Listening to everyone else around him, Al tired to shrug their voices away. None of them were bringing anything useful to the table, and right now he had to make a judgement call. Saint Dane had shown himself to be hostile, and as such they had every right to take care of the situation. Hearing Johnson say he was ready for the shot, Alavair merely nodded, giving him the order.

Watching as he lined up and fired, Alavair waited patiently. Hearing the sound of the rifle, he watched as the bullet connected with Saint Dane's skull, a shot that should have sent the man to the ground, dead. The reality of the matter however, was that Saint Dane did not fall to the ground. He was not dead. He had barely flinched. The bullet had buried itself in the ground behind the man, showing that it had went through him. That however wasn't the strangest part. The strange part was that Saint Dane hadn't moved whatsoever from the shot. What he had done was to flicker, almost as if he wasn't entirely real. Alavair couldn't help but be surprised by this, and now he knew what he had to do. This place had many more problems than they could hope to solve right now, and their best course of action would be to get back through the gate and get a specialized task force for this.

"Alright. I want everyone to get back on the boat. We're heading home. We'll let a specops group deal with this. Pack up and move out."

The truth was, he didn't know how to deal with this Saint Dane person. He seemed to be impervious to their weapons. Perhaps with better weaponry they could take him down, but until then...well all he was concerned with was preventing casualties.

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OOC: Alright. This will be my last post as Al this ep. Everyone just go along with Captain Ross, and we'll get out fine.

[sura]

0823
Helios
"Government" Floating Island

This mission was going...well...different? As they followed the Pirate Ship, Sura couldn't help but wonder if they just befriended the bad guys. She had witnessed both sides of evil and good - and knew that there really wasn't a defined line that separated them...but still. Technically they were just at a truce, and the team wasn't taking a side. They were simply going to meet the people who ran the entire planet is all. No deals were made, except not to shoot each other. She was okay with that. Less bloody was normally a good thing.

The boats docked onto the very-clean looking Island, as they were left alone for a moment.
"Funny, I expected guns to be aimed at us as soon as we arrived," the Captain shrugged, as a group appeared to 'greet' them, "Oh, here they are..." she whispered, as the Pirate-Leader-Chick and the random guy talked. Their words were heated though neither of them actually moved. It was quite fascinating really...until one of Fyra's men ran out towards the guy that the Pirate-People seemed to hate, with a sword poised to decapitate the leader-guy. With one swift movement, the man fell...just the wrong man. Fyra's form notable stiffed, as one of her crew fell to the ground with a sickening thump.

Oh...he's soo dead... Sura thought, furrowing her brow and frowning slightly.

A gunshot fired out - hitting that Saint Dane man through the center of the forehead.
Owned. Sura thought, thinking that whoever shot just placed the lives of everyone on the team in danger. That shot had decided what side they were on. No more pretending.

Most people would fall over and bleed when shot in the head. Not this guy, though. He flickered - the bullet falling to the ground behind him.
"Well...that's definitely different," Ross noted, shaking her head slightly, hearing Al snap into action, "Alright. I want everyone to get back on the boat. We're heading home. We'll let a specops group deal with this. Pack up and move out."
"Good idea, sir," Sura agreed, hearing the guard get angry and lift their own weapons at the teams, "Go!" she called, backing away from the newly formed enemies, as she returned fire.

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[Tyler "TJ" Danielson]

0823
Helios
'Government Floating Island'

Following the demise of the man who had attacked him, Oran had expected that they would take the hint and leave. After all, he had no intentions of actually hurting these outworlders. It would be much easier to merely send them back where they came from without a fight. Unfortunately, it seemed as if his plan were going to be altered. A resounding boom was all he heard before he felt the immense pain, a bullet having struck his forehead. Rebounding in his bed chambers, Oran struggled to maintain his link to the illusion of Saint Dane. He couldn't afford to have them questioning him, although it didn't seem like he would be getting an option. Forcing the projection to return to how it had been, Oran even added a little blood spot on his head, as a dramatic touch one could say. A cold laugh escaped his lips, his keen eyes training up to find the man who had fired on him.

The strangers had begun boarding their little boat, obviously in an attempt to run away to wherever they had come from. Watching as Fyra and her crew followed them, Saint Dane leaned down to pick up the body of the man who had attacked him. With one hand he lifted the body as if it were weightless, tossing it the good hundred feet to the ship that the pirates had arrived on. His men had already opened fire, but with a hand he silenced them. His goal for today had been accomplished, and for the time being his empire was safe. Giving them one last smirk as he saw the ships begin to pull out, Saint Dane rose to his full height, pulling a wicked looking dagger from a holster on his waist. One fluid motion was all it took, and the dagger flew into the shoulder of the man who had shot him. Fair was fair after all.

"You have twenty minutes before my men give chase. Use it wisely..."

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[xgaterx]

0823
Helios
'Government Floating Island'

It had all been a hell of an experience for Savvy as they got to the floating island. More suspisions rose in her head as time went on and she saw everything. She knew that the best course of action for herself was to keep her mouth shut. She did this for a very long time and wasn't really paying attention to anything else when she heard a gun shot that took her off-guard.She jumped and gasped alittle as she turned to see that a guy had been shot in the head. She kept her breath to herself as the Major gave his orders.

"Alright. I want everyone to get back on the boat. We're heading home. We'll let a specops group deal with this. Pack up and move out."

Thank you she thought to herself as she took a look at the place that the team had just made enemies with.

"You have twenty minutes before my men give chase. Use it wisely..."

What do you think we are, dumb? were her final thoughts as they moved out.

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[Ashley "Logan" Kale]

0823
Helios
'Government Floating Island'

Kale thought things we sorta going well even though they we all ready incase something happened. But also had the srange feeling that it was all gonna go 'Skew-Wiff' at any moment...

Kale was off guard when he heard a gun shot and then someone was shot right dead smack in the middle of his head an Kale thought and said it under his breath "Oh Boy!"

"Alright. I want everyone to get back on the boat. We're heading home. We'll let a specops group deal with this. Pack up and move out." Kale heard the Major give the evacuation orders.

"Oh Crap looks like it is back to the 'Bog of Eternal Stench again" Kale said to Marah as they run for the boat, once they get to the boat, Kale helped Marah get on then got into the boat..

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[Marah "Tonobi" Law]

0823
Helios
'Government Floating Island'

"Gee I'm glad to be away from the 'Bog of Eternal Stench',"

Marah let out a small chuckle at Kale's statement "As am I my friend" she said not taking her eye off the so called saint. She then answered Kales question "Well the bad guy there just killed one of the pirates and is now looking at us with a twisted smile" Marah replied quietly to him then continued. "I think we all do there Kale" she said giving him a smile. Her eyes widened when the bullet that Johnson fired went in but did nothing to the saint. "What the .... " Marah thought staring in disbelief. It wasn't till Kale tugged on her arm that brought her back to her normal cool self. She turned on her heels and headed for the boat again. She could hear the Saint say "You have twenty minutes before my men give chase. Use it wisely..."
. Marah gave Kale a confused look, "That wasn't supposed to happen" she said then smiled at Kales remark, "Oh Crap looks like it is back to the 'Bog of Eternal Stench again". Marah got on the boat with help from kale before replying, "Look at it this way Kale, He might not follow us because of the stench" she said with a hint of fear creeping in. She turned and kept her gun pointed at the man while they moved off.

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OOC: Thanks Ash for NPCing Marah

[Andrew "Boss" Johnson]

0821-3
Helios
'Government Floating Island'

"Ready to fire boss" he said into his TacSet, he wondered if the tall bastard could see him on the roof. Did it matter? He couldn't care less. "Frank, think you can C4 something?" he asked the man. He noticed as Frank disappeared and was probably planting C4 charges places.

The Brit Major gave the order and Andrew focused on the man's head, hell he couldn't miss the bloody thing. "Headshot" he whispered as he squeezed the trigger, the gun moved a tiny bit as it ejected the bullet.. and then.. nothing, the tango was still up. The bullet had impacted the wall a few metres behind him.

"What the bloody hell is going on" he mumbled as he was about to take a second shot. But the Major called for emergency evac. "Ok. Frank hurry up let's go" he said as he started getting into a better position.

Then he felt the sharp pain in his shoulder, first he ignored it and then looked over to find his shoulder impaled with a dagger. "Bugger" he muttered as he left it in there.. It would be bad if he tried and removed it.

"Cap, bleeding here" he said to Ross as they started to leave. "Frank has some C4 he can set off near that SOB, gives us the time we need" he said. "I wish we blew up his precious lair" he mumbled as he checked the damage on his shoulder.

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[shawn]

0821-3
Helios
'Government Floating Island'

"Fire in the hall!" Shawn screamed over the gunfire; taking out a frag grenade from his backpack Shawn threw it in the in coming enemy troops. Smiling he kept on firing his carbine Shawn watched as the explosion from the frag grenade erupted causing a group of enemy troops to fly into the water. Shawn made a quick check for to see how many more grenades he had left. "Only got three more so if anyone else has any now's a good of a time to use them". Turning around Shawn ran towards the boat but span around as he kneeled and kept firing at the incoming troops. "Reminds me of that one time in Iraq Andrew mate, though we weren't fighting aliens back then." Shawn laughed as he shot another enemy troop in the head. Taking out his second grenade Shawn threw it into another group of enemy troops causing another explosion. “I think we can call this aggressive negotiations.” Shawn added in as he kept on firing.

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