Brown Coats

Silence

Two weaks passed, and Id made no apereance, weaks of blisfull silence, with none except Erick and Knan, and a wide blank landscape. They spoke little, each lost in their own thoughts, only rarely did they speak of Ericks reason for his presence here. It was… peacfull. With Id gone for so long, Erick asked Id a number of times, to return to the temple, but Knan always denied him. “No Erick, while each mans daemons are differant, I doubt Id would be banished so easily, by one small dream. At best, it sapped him of energy, cohesion. You do not yet hold victory, merely a weapon. How you use it, if you even do, that is between only yourselves.”

Erick grumbled a fair bit at this, it had been so long… what could possibly have happened in this time back home? Was Jessica ok? Neverthe less, there was no way to return till he was done, so he turned his mind to his joy, that he had for so long let go in favor of politics. Without a tools, no synthesizer, he begun composing a new song in his head, memorizing the notes and words as they came to him. A subject came to him almost instantly, a song for Id, and perhaps, grudgingly, a little for himself.

How Can You Sleep

Lyrics
A conscience never burdened you,
No empathy to slow you down.
Others were there for you to use,
Like hapless ships you ran aground.

How can you sleep?
The world burns at your feet.
How can you forsake,
The casualties you leave in your wake?

You lied like other people breath,
Speaking a twisted lexicon,
To get your way by any means,
No matter who you tread upon.

How can you sleep?
The world burns at your feet.
How can you forsake,
The casualties you leave in your wake?

The saddest part is you believed,
The world you fashioned in your mind,
While all the people you deceived,
Were slowly plotting your demise.

How can you sleep?
The world burns at your feet.
How can you forsake,
The casualties you leave in your wake?

How can you sleep?
The world burns at your feet.
How can you forsake,
The casualties you leave in your wake?

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Bruce's Thoughts
Drama in the life of Bruce

It was a really boring day at the office not much things needed to be done and Bruce had alot on his mind. He has really changed as a person and had alot to think about. He had done things that he is not so proud of and has alot of guilt on his mind. He really needed to talk to someone about everything that he is experiencing in his life but he really does not have a confidant he can talk to. He has betrayed one of his only friends and now what is he to do.

He cant believe the family would ask such a hard thing of him. he has to betray his dear friend Lucian. Thoughts Troubled through his head on how he was to tell Lucian about what he has done. All Bruce could think of is that thank god he really did not know the inner workings of Lucian ship. Why would the family hit him where it hurt the most and how is he to give this news to Lucian. Bruce was overwhelmed by all these feelings of betrayal. But Bruce needed that protection for his future and he thought the Family has been good to them so far. I really hope for the future they protect his family and his life. The fact that the family has done so much for him already is amazing. So on to happier thought Bruce he said to himself.

Then his beautiful wife Linda popped into his head, thinking about her long legs and he beautiful ivory skin. How he wanted to be with her back on planet earth and not in the middle of war on the edge of space. He could be on a nice beach in Mexico with his wife and daughter. His daughter, is she the one prophecised, Bruce twinged a little, Is my little girl going to save the Jedi.But really is this possible that she can take a life. Bruce shivered at the thought of his little precious girl waving a light saber around. All I wanted is my daughter to grow up in a peaceful country and be a child now. She might have to start her training in a couple of years. Can she really be the saviour from the GOO?

The GOO, that is word he did not like, it has destroyed plants and made his good friend Erick corrupt for more power. Why couldn’t he just leave the GOO alone instead of trying to get in bed with the Queen. he has been like that from the beginning. Waving from that ship when we first encountered the goo killing our people.

BULLSHIT” Bruce yelled out loud.

Randy came in the office and said “You ok boss”

Bruce replied with an angry tone " I’m fine. Just that fucker sits in his palace and builds an army and kills Innocent children with that alien shit, Did they not learn from the movies i told them about. Fuck they should really grab a brain and think about there actions. That fucker I need to kill him"

Randy replied " who you talking about and why you so pissed. I think you need a release. We should go for a couple of flyboys tonight?"

Bruce said " To pissed to talk about it, Randy, but I will take you up for some of those flyboys tonight. Give me a few hours then we will head out"

Start song now p(oembed). http://youtu.be/SR6iYWJxHqs

Randy closed the door and left Bruce to his thoughts. Bruce was still really irritated by his once called friend Erick Voltaire. Now where the hell is he off on some fucking quest so I cant kill him. Always trying to fly under the radar. He needs to be dealt with How can he do such a thing. Voltair just threw away a life long friend. Why would he do this for Goo? Power just goes to his head. he had saved Voltairs life countless times and this is what he gets in return. He hurt little children that were innocent and now infected with goo. How can this happen right under my nose. He swore to me that he was done with that shit but all along was behind his back doing experiments and infecting children. Then he thinks he is right in this whole things well he sure was on his high horse when he was captured by Perice he got away and still has not dealt with his crimes against humanity. What am I to do with this whole situation. Losing a great friend is going to be really hard for me as I really would love to have a friendship with a great friend.

Now Bruce has had some thought of his good friend Belinda. He has been a touch unfaithful to his wife and how was he to tell her this. What was she going to say. Belinda is also a married women with a VERY jealous husband. He has experienced that side of Dean and he does not like the pain that Dean inflicts on people. So how was he to deal with his infidelity issues. He has now gone and bought two new designers dresses one for his wife and one for his beloved friend Belinda. Now how was he to deal with this confusion in his life. Loving his wife and then having tempting feelings for a wonderful friend what was he to do. He is purchasing gowns for his love Linda and a married women. Bruce yells out “Fuck why does my life now have to have drama” He opens his office door where Randy was and said " Lets get out of here and get DRUNK"

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Remembrance

Erick slept, and dreamed. He dreamed of home, the home he knew as a young child in the Core. He dreamed of the past, the news of the accident, the uncertainty, the fear. He dreamed of the strangeness that was Whitefall, when he first beheld it as a mere boy of no more then 5 years. Cid had seemed like such an imposing scary figure, he had tried to run away so many times… He dreamed of the days he spent roaming the plains with Alexa. He dreamed of that day, he was only 10, when he saw the Reaver ship falling from orbit, disgorging its cargo of maddened lunatics, to forge a swath of blood and death across the planet. The militia put up little more then a token defence, and scattered before the murderous host. For days, individual farmsteads and villages fought on their own, falling one by one to the insanity. Cid took a roll those days as defender of any who made their way to the estate. Once again Erick found himself as a small boy, hiding with half a dozen others, watching as Cid stood alone against a group of Reavers, armed with nothing more than an aging Unification Era blaster pistol, and rusty machete.
Eventually, the Reavers left for their own incomprehensible reasons, and a decimated populace crawled out of the woodwork. The people looked to their elected leaders for help recovering, but those leaders proved incapable. Slowly, Whitefall was rebuilt, but the South constantly lagged behind the north, united under Patience and her cronies. It was a wonder all of Whitefall didn’t fall to her, but perhaps the only thing the southerners could agree on was that they would not join the north. Erick took a vow then, to become the strong leader Southern Whitefall needed so badly.
His dream continued, through the years of climbing the political ladder, till the day he sat on the High Chancellors seat. Here, suddenly, the dream changed, and Erick found himself, still seated at the Council chamber, but the chambers where empty. Dim light flickered from the great windows, covered in dust of what seemed years of disuse. With a groan, the heavy oak doors where pushed open from outside, by a small boy, so much like he had once himself been. Erick tried to rise, but a weight pushed down on him, his limbs refused to respond. As the boy stepped closer, the light intensified, illuminating his small form. He stopped in front of Erick and lifted his head, revealing Erick’s own young face of ten. The child lifted his arms, a conductors wands in his hands, and suddenly Erick realized their was music wafting through the chamber, emanating from the very walls, fixtures, floor and ceiling. Then from thin air, came the voice…

Fallen Down

"
I’ve seen this face before,
It somehow looks familiar,
Tattered and weather-worn,
A sad, pathetic creature.

And once you stood so strong,
Your eyes alight with promise,
You vowed to carry on,
A heart once beat in your chest.

Cut forward to another day,
Another time, another place,
You’re not who you used to be,
And I wonder why.

I knew you once,
When you were young,
Before you knew,
What you’d become.
But that was then,
And this is now,
You’ve lost your way,
You’ve fallen down.

You can’t just walk away,
You can’t choose to ignore me,
I stand in front of you,
A stranger stands before me.

What happened to the boy,
Head filled with aspirations,
His dreams within his reach,
His life a celebration?

Cut forward to another day,
Another time, another place,
You’re not who you used to be,
And I wonder why.

I knew you once,
When you were young,
Before you knew,
What you’d become.
But that was then,
And this is now,
You’ve lost your way,
You’ve fallen down.

And now there’s nothing left,
Your face a pale reflection,
With only emptiness,
You’ve lost your life’s direction.

What happened to the man,
Who couldn’t be defeated,
Who always stood his ground,
When lesser men retreated?

Cut forward to another day,
Another time, another place,
You’re not who you used to be,
And I wonder why.

I knew you once,
When you were young,
Before you knew,
What you’d become.
But that was then,
And this is now,
You’ve lost your way,
You’ve fallen down.
"

When the performance ended, the child bowed, and turning his back, wordlessly walked away. The chamber resounded with deafening silence. Finally, after what seemed like hours, it was shattered as Erick spoke to himself.
“I… I’ve forgotten my music…”

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Walking the Ice Part 2

Location: Lilac Ice Fields
Time since Arrival: 5 Weeks

Erick lay in the snow staring at the stars sliding peacefully across the darkened skies. Hard to imagine that there was a war going on up there, to decide the fate of billions of lives. The stars twinkled gently, tiny dots of life within the cold void between. Searching for a moment, he located one of the stars, a bit brighter, closer then most of the rest… that was home, around that distant dot of light orbited Whitefall….
Stars sky lg
It had been a while since he left… a month and counting… what was going on back there? Adding a bunch of new Councillors was risky… a good way to lose control if he wasn’t there to… no, there were good loyal people still doing what needed doing. How fortunate he had changed the role of the High Chancellor, this new standing would require less direct involvement. Those who opposed him must feel better about the new system, and it allowed for time… time to rest… time to fight. To take part in the war. His eyes drifted towards the star cluster that held the worlds of the core. Was that them? It was the right direction but… no, the Core was too far away to see with the unaided eye. Just a random cluster of stars. Was there any inhabited worlds within it? Inhabited by humans? Or some other race native to this galaxy? Why was non-human life so rare… Why had humanity never encountered another life form before nightfall? Was it just coincidence that no space faring species called this section of the galaxy home? Was it just coincidence that humanity never encountered any primitive life-forms in its slow journey planet hopping out of the Core? Why was humanity even here? Why brave the intergalactic void to travel from the birth world of humanity to here?
His reverie was interrupted by the crunch of boots on snow. Looks like Id was back for another round. The past two weeks had been tiring, once Erick had struck the first blow, Id had turned a lot more hostile. Surprise attacks came whenever he got distracted… He threw himself to the side, as Id dropped an over-head kick into the space he had just moments ago occupied. “Back for another round Id? This is getting a bit weary. I haven’t had a proper sleep in ages…” He ducked another of Ids attacks. Over the past two weeks, the fighting had continued, rather one sided, while any attack that hit Id merely made him disappear, Id seemed quite capable of knocking Erick around. It was a wonder he hadn’t managed to kill him already… there had been plenty of opportunity… Suddenly realization flashed into his mind. Why hadn’t he though of it earlier? “That’s why you haven’t killed me yet… you cant. You cant touch me any more then I can touch you, except what I allow. That’s it isn’t it? Regardless of how real you seem, you are still not a physical being!” Erick grinned, and walked into Ids incoming blow. Watching Ids face, he could see the surprise, as Id tried to pull his attack, he TRIED to fumble it… and his arm disappeared into Erick’s chest.
“Damn, so you figured it out…” Id swore, stepping back.
“I should have known, right from the beginning, you had plenty of opportunities to do so much damage, nearly every time I struck at you… But you didn’t. If you succeeded in knocking me out, you would disappear wouldn’t you. So what was you plan? Why the fights, why the constant attacks? What purpose did they hold, did it bring you pleasure to know that I was essentially beating myself up, since I believed you could do me actual harm?”
“Not at all, do you take me for such lowly scum to take pleasure in that? No, but it delayed you didn’t it. I wonder how much longer you can afford to waste here, before you have to return to Whitefall?” Id smirked, and dropped himself into a snowdrift.
“Delay me? Why would you care for that? Isn’t it in your best interest to get out of here as soon as possible too? How would delaying allow you to take over?”
“Wouldn’t you love to know that. Whats the knowledge worth to you? How about partial control? We could share you know. I could take over while you sleep, think of what we could accomplish without having to lie dormant for hours on end.”
“…. And what would you do while you where in control hmm? Pursue your own methods no doubt, make things a whole lot more difficult for me. Our methods are not compatible. Forget it.”
“Ah but may it not be worth a try? Say here, on this plane, neither of us can achieve anything really, lets share for a few weeks, wouldn’t it be nice if we could resolve this now, and return back to Jessica soon?”
Erick snorted. “Like you would satisfy yourself with sharing control. No doubt the moment it was possible, you would try and take over complete control.”
“Would I really do that to you?”
“Yes.”
“Fair enough, but thing about it.”
“Its not going to happen Id. I will find a way to remove you from existence, even if our goals are the same, your methods counteract and endanger my own plans. No, as long as you just talked to me, I could let you be, but when you started talking to Saya… that is a dangerous game, and one where I cannot allow you to interfere.”
“Oh please, all I asked was that she do what we both wanted.”
“No, you asked her to do what YOU wanted, for the event I had merely considered would be fortunate. I do not intend to abuse her, not when I need to ensure coexistence. How can you not understand that your heavy handed, anything goes actions will have a negative impact on everything? DO you not understand that the populace would not stand for your actions? Hell, look at Bruce, he is already angry, do you intend to rial up everyone else against me too? What can YOU accomplish even if you get control, if I have been deposed and everyone turned against me? If you truly believe your ways are better, then you are a fool, and I am ashamed to know you originated from my mind.” Erick inhaled, deep biting cold breaths, and waited for a reply that didn’t come. “Bastard… disappear again… Blood and Ashes.”
He sat down beside the guttering fire, and threw on a couple more sticks, and lost himself in the turmoil of deep thoughts for a while. THere had to be some way to get to Id… how? Did Knan know of a way to fight off demons of the mind? He had to, being a Jedi and all… Though he had not been exactly forthcoming before… “You must deal with this in your own way.” he had said last time Erick queried him on the subject.

Erick lay back, and exhaled frosty white breath. Above, the stars continued their elegant dance, uncaring for the troubles of one mortal man.

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Walking the Ice Part 1

Location: Lilac Ice Fields
Time Since Arrival: 3 Weeks

“So Erick, still ignoring me? You should know by now its not going to work. We have been trudging through this abysmal field for weeks now.”
“…..”
“Yeah thats what I thought. Getting annoying you know. Just wasting time, didn’t you promise lovely Jessica you would be back as soon as possible?” Ids image slipped in and out from the clouds of descending snow. “Gonna be a while before you can head back. Still haven’t resolved anything have we. Wont at this rate either. Poor Jessica, all alone with the Jedi. Strange decision to leave her with the Jedi. Don’t tell me you trust them now.” Laughter from behind, as Id emerges from the murky white.
“Shut up Id.” With a sudden burst of movement, Erick swung around and launched a fist at Id, only to have his target fade into the snowstorm. “If ignoring you is not enough, I’ll destroy you. You… you endanger EVERYTHING. You speak to Saya, you try and use her to full-fill your own objectives. You risk teaching her treachery and dishonesty. You risk teaching her a mentality that she CANNOT have if we are avoid the war foretold by the Jedi. You utilize methods that I long ago decided where not acceptable. You risk my dreams, for what? Merely for the chance to achieve some of those a little bit faster? What extra goals have you decided on?” A shadow in the darkness, Erick swung at it. For a moment, there was resistance, and then nothing. “No, all I do is with hope for humanity, you… you have goals I do not even guess at, goals that I have no reason to believe are in line with my own.” Another shadow in the snow, his attack found no purchase, but suddenly a flash of movement to his right, and a blow that sent his head swinging to the side.
“No Erick, my goals are just like yours, only difference is, I have a chance of achieving them with my methods. You… you are weak, your methods can achieve nothing. You need to apply an iron fist, and push your goals.” Id sidestepped another of Ericks attacks, blocked his kick, and launched a few of his own. “I am the man you need to be. To win the future you dream of for the verse. If some poor individuals must pay the ultimate price for that… well everything has a price doesn’t it.”
“Wrong. You are wrong. Not just what you say, but you yourself. You should not exist, you have no idea of what I want. Maybe your ‘Iron Fist’ will work faster, but what is the use if I make an enemy of the people whom I build that future for?” Erick dodged Ids attacks, and ducked down, scooping up some lose powder in one hand, he rose up, and threw the snow in Ids direction, followed directly by an upper cut. His fist impacted squarely with Ids jaw… and then passed right through as if there was nothing but smoke there. Smoke and snow. Id disappeared.
“That was… rather easier then i thought…” He thought to himself, and returned back to walking across the fields. The attack that came from behind had him caught unaware, knocking him to his knees. Caugh “What the?”
“Correct Erick, too easy.” Id laughed, and spun a kick at Ericks head. “I’m not that easy to get rid of.”
Erick dropped lower and rolled to the side. “Damn it, you infuriating little annoyance. I will find some way to end you… If I have to spend the next twenty years here.” He threw himself forward, trying to grapple his opponent, but met again with a moment of resistance, and then just another snowbank. Mocking laughter echoed through the white blankets covering the sky and land.

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Spy vs Guy

Don’t watch the video, but listen to music while reading

Dean walked into the small cramped office that Peirce had been renting; he felt it was time to have a talk. Pierce was typing away on a small computer and seemed to have a headset he was hooked up to. Dean waved to get his attention then waited patiently. Pierce typed for another ten minutes.

“So you understand your orders?” Pierce said into the com he paused for the obvious response “… No, I am not asking you to think, I’m not asking you to speak, just do exactly what we talked about, no more, no less… How do I know?… Cause it’s my job to… you know what, don’t question me, you get paid to do a job, do it, report back when it’s done… alright then… You’re a go, 001 Out” he took off the headset and shut his computer looking up at his visitor; his face was a mask portraying no emotion. “What are you doing here Dean?” he asked in an annoyed tone.

Dean took a deep breath as he suddenly felt very on the spot “Well… I ummm… I thought I ought to come by and say thanks and all, ya saved my skin back there, and well I guess I thought I should come by and let ya know I’m grateful” Dean held out a six pack of Fly Boys as a sort of offering. Pierce looked him up and down for a long moment and then exhaled in a snort of disgust

“Well there, you’ve said your thanks and I’ve heard it, now get out of my office” Dean held is position for a moment before retracting the beer and taking a step back, he turned to leave before stopping and speaking once more

“what gives man? I’m just trying to be nice, just thought…” Peirce cut him off as he rose to his feet, his voice was a cold fury that cut deep

“Thought what Dean, that you’d come up here and we would be ‘buddies’ that we share a couple ‘cold ones’ and laugh about all ‘we’ve been through’? It’s not going to happen! If you want to thank me, than do it by honouring our deal and staying out of my sight!” Dean was taken aback by the venomous response he truly thought the two had bonded in the mine

“You risked your life for me? You fought Arturo, just to save my skin… why?”

“You backwater Rim yokel, I didn’t do anything for you, I could give two wushu’s if the Alliance cut you into little bits, I do what I do for Lindy, and only for her” Peirce paused waiting for deans abnormally stupid brain to catch up before continuing “you really don’t get it do you? You frackin moron, You think you can really satisfy a women like Belinda Carlisle for any real length of time? You think after this war she is going to be satisfied living on that Chi Lock Sue Ranch of yours? You are a big dumb dog… an annoying thing that she has taken a shining to, and if I have to put up with stupid dog for a few years to keep my Lindy happy, then so be it. But don’t mistake her affection for love… dogs don’t love, and they don’t live all that long either.” Pierce took a long deep breath “Just remember our deal, Stay away from me, and I’ll stay away from your marriage”

Dean’s face contorted red with anger, he dropped the six pack and balled his fists “You think you can talk to me like that, think I’ll just take it? You’re lucky that I’m feelin forgivin on account you saved my skin, else I’d kill you where you stand”

“Ooooh, the big dumb marine threatened me, I’m positively quivering… you know what happens to a dog that bites a human Dean? It gets put down… just try it… I assure you no one would ever find your body”

The two men spent a long silence glaring at one another, each sizing up the other when dean got a buzz on his com

“Dean?” Belinda’s voice rang through “Where are you, we’re supposed to be at my fathers in ten minutes, where are you” Dean reached up to his com and answered

“Sorry babe, just got a little side tracked, I’m coming to get ya right now” he switched off his com and turned to leave

“Run along Dean, your master is calling” Pierce taunted as Dean Left, the commando turned with a foul glare once more,

“Just remember Pierce… she chose me” with that he turned and left, leaving the spy alone in his office

Angry pierce

Angry dean

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Deep Thoughts with Katria Everdeen - Vol 3

Deep thoughts 3

Maxwell Arturo is dead. Johnstone is dead. My brother Kaden isn’t a Reaver. What the frak is going on?

Kaden isn’t a Reaver? He is a force user? Do they know who my mother is? Is she still alive? Kaden mentioned that we had several uncles, who are they? Are they involved with that secret council that Bris was on?

Can I even trust any of my memories before I escaped the Alliance facilities on Osiris? Maybe they let me escape on purpose.

My brother wanted me to join them. Both Arturo and Kaden tried to give me orders, tried to activate my programming. I managed to resist but it was so hard. Part of me wanted to do what they said. But I didn’t want to. When Kaden was escaping, I ran after him. I knew he had to be stopped but my will wasn’t strong enough. He ordered me to stop and not to follow him. I couldn’t move. I couldn’t tell my comrades where he had gone. I couldn’t do anything. It was so frustrating. I am ashamed.

I am sad. Why am I sad? I knew that Arturo needed to die. I knew that. But he must have helped to create me, he was family. I feel sadness at his death, I feel guilty that I feel these things. Whatever he did, he was a big part of my past. I wish I knew how big of a part.

I wish I had gotten more information about my past and what in my memories is true and what isn’t. I was obviously human at one point wasn’t I? Was I ever human? Was I originally in a human body? Was my brain cloned?

I have to find Kaden. One of my hopes was that somehow as a Reaver he could have been cured in some way. That doesn’t have to really change. Maybe it is possible to bring him back from the dark side, save him somehow! I’m worried that I don’t have what it takes to stop him, but at the same time I feel happy that he isn’t a Reaver and that he is alive. I have nothing but good memories of my childhood with him. Do I want him to die? I don’t think I can answer that question.

I also feel relieved that Billie was the one that killed him. I don’t know if I could have done it. I wanted to convince him what he was doing was wrong. Why were he and Kaden able to activate my programming like that? How many other people have this ability? Do you have to be related to me or something? Do you have to have certain DNA? Some kind of special voice modulations? I have to find a way to break this programming directive. Maybe I need to go back to that Alliance lab. Maybe there are some records or something? Maybe there are others?

Why am I with the Browncoats? I believe in the cause but I worry it could just be part of my programming. Am I the ultimate undercover or sleeper agent? Will I be activated at a key moment? What is my purpose? I fear for the safety of my friends and family, I fear for the men and women under my command. I’m afraid what I could do to Billie and Dean. I’m afraid what I could do to Sam. Maybe I need to leave and seek out Kaden and my uncles myself. Sam, Billie, Dean and so many others might be safer with me gone.

I also find myself thinking about Dean’s kidnapping. I feel like I betrayed the Browncoats. Would I do it again to save my family? Yes. The result of the mission was that we killed Arturo and uncovered yet another secret base of evil. I chose the life of one person over the lives of countless others. I was in a very difficult situation. I ordered Billie to send fake ciphers or at least send the ciphers with a virus/mole that would render them useless. Did I truly believe that she was going to follow my orders? I made myself believe that she would. Am I fit to be in command? Is my family my greatest weakness or my greatest strength? Who is my true family? Who am I?

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Deep Thoughts with Katria Everdeen - Vol 2

Deep thoughts 2

Katria sat alone in her room looking through Arturo’s belongings that Lucian had given her.
- Steel cylinders each with pronged ends looks like they jack into to some kind of port (needs further study)
- One encrypted data pad
- 1 med kit
- 1 all temperature black cloak (force)
- 1 liquid cable dispenser
- 1 vibro dagger
- Boots tinged with the dark side of the force
- Black cloth sensor blanket

She was trying to be methodical and meticulous in her analysis. She used her enhanced vision to look over everything as closely as possible. She had no idea what the steel cylinders were used for, she would have to look into it further. She was sure Billie could hack into the encrypted data pad, maybe there would be information about the cylinders in there. Maybe there would be a lot more important information in there as well. She was surprised that she was able to magnify her vision so much so look so closely at the materials. She frowned looking at them in greater depth. She had been told they both were connected to the force somehow; that they were tinged with the force. She didn’t feel that when she touched them. The black cloth sensor blanket would be useful. How many times had they been tricked by this kind of thing? The vibro dagger, well, she didn’t seem to be indestructible when it came down to those little buggers.

She was amazed she could see to such a microscopic level. It made her think about things like nanobots. Maybe they or something similar could be utilized in her body for something like self-repair. If they could get Zack’s brain into a droid successfully then she was sure nanobots could be successful. Looking closer at the cloak and boots, maybe she could find enough DNA from the cloak or the boots to do DNA testing. When they got back to the Hypocratis, then she would get Billie and Dr. Spencer Reid to check the DNA and determine her relation to Arturo. Maybe her own identity could be confirmed. Maybe Billie could access Alliance medical databases and find other matches; other family members. Maybe if they could get access to Alliance medical databases, there could be some kind of evidence of her identity or her origin.

Was Arturo even her father? Was Johnstone? Were she and Arturo even related? Was Arturo one of the uncles that Kaden mentioned? Could she even trust any of her memories since she escaped that Alliance facility? She had to find some answers.

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The Nisha Nakamu Glacier

Erik Voltair kissed his wife and daughter. He looked about the hallways of the Jedi Temple of Lilac once more; the irony of the situation did not escape him, less than three days ago he had been ready to destroy this place, now he was leaving his wife and daughter here for the safety it provided.

He turned to Kith and nodded he was ready, the two departed for the Hanger Bay, and loaded onto a small transport. The ship shuddered as it lifted off, a few Jedi were piloting but aside from that they ahd the entire place to themselves.

Kith began to change into the winter cloths that were in the cargo bay, Erik followed suit. “So how long will we be out there Kith?” Kith was different from other Jedi, he wasn’t one who demanded ceremony or was stringent about his title of Master, he had insisted that for at least the remainder of this journey that they address each other by first name. Erik hadn’t sure how he felt about that, it had been such a long time, really only Jessica used his first name, even Lucien and Belinda usually referred to his as Voltair.

“We shall take as long as we need, no more and no less, Our friends…” he ushered towards the cockpit “… are going to drop us off on the Nisha Nakamu Glacier, I think it means Two Songs, in their language, The Innu there seem to fear these White Walkers, they say they wander the glaciers and attack the Innu, driving off the Polar Bear and Seals. I thought this would be as good a time as any to take a look” Kith leaned down and began to check the contents of his pack

“I thought you said we should be alone?” Erik asked a little nervous of going anywhere without his power armour

“The Innu are a highly superstitious people, there is no evidence of any other tribe out there, fly overs and heat scans only show the Innu villages, on top of that, these White Walkers are blamed for every natural disaster or anytime anything goes wrong with the people, I am doubtful that we will find their legend” Kith said securing his light sabre to his belt
“Then why go at all?”

“Something is driving off the seals and Polar Bears, and if we find out and fix it, we shall be closer to the Innu for it, besides, I often find it best to have a goal when wandering the glaciers, even if it is a very broad one, gives us reason to break camp every morning and to keep walking, keeps the mind sharp.” Erik nodded at this as he secured his winter parka, he looked up and saw Kith’s hand outstretched he raised his eyebrows questioningly. “Your com’s please Erik, data pads, and communication devices as well if you don’t mind; we will need to be alone” Erik didn’t like the idea of being totally cut off

“what if someone needs us or we need help?” he asked

“I will use the force to contact the Jedi when we are finished, or if we are in need of aid. As for someone needing us, we are unavailable, they will have to find a way to make due until our return” Erik thought for many long moments before nodding his head. Slowly he removed his com unit as well as his back-ups, he gave over his tooth beacon and his data pads. Finally he was alone. The ship shuddered as it landed, Kith pulled up his hood and put on his snow goggles, Erik followed suit.

The cargo doors opens and immediately Erik was awed but the beauty and majesty of the place, perfect untouched land as far as the eye could see, this was a site that few ever saw. The wind blew and for the first time he felt the bone chilling cold of this awesome environment, this would indeed be a challenge. Kith spent a minute or so giving final instructions to the pilot, and with that finished he grabbed his bag and departed the transport. Erik took his first few steps out onto the ice, feeling it for the first time under his heavy boot, he turned to watch the transport lift off from the ground and speed up into orbit. He turned on the spot again taking in the environment, Kith nodded to him and ushered to the distance that they should begin.

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Quest for Queen Comes Up Dry
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Quest for Queen comes up Dry

Seven days ago was the last time that the queen was sighted on Silverhold. The Queens office will not confirm her whereabouts at this time. Here is what we know:

1) Seven days ago the Queen was working at the Transport Ship Yards, with a Clone Security Escort known as Purple Squad 7
2) Seven day ago Captain Lucien Calgori’s ship the Isabella was sighted landing without authorisation at the Queens work site. He then departed within 10 minutes and promptly left orbit and the system.
3) Sources on the Isabella do imply they know where the Queen is but refuse to answer questions or put anyone in contact with the Dread Pirate Calgori at this time, nor will they disclose their current whereabouts.
4) Purple Squad 7 was found to have 8 critically wounded members on scene. An additional three were found dead, their commander is currently missing.
5) One of the injured clones recalled being attacked by “Bandits” before being shot, the Clone has not recovered from surgery yet to extrapolate on the story yet.
6) A nurse within the Silverhold royal hospital reports a “Ruffian” kidnapping two patients on orders from the Dread Pirate, the Queens name was mentioned, although the nurse cannot recall the specific context, as she feared for her life at the time.

From the facts presented this reporters opinion is that the Dread Pirate for reasons known only to himself landed at the Queens work station, attacked her guard and took her against her will. What the Dread Pirate intends to do with our Queen now, well this reporter could only speculate based on the Pirates reputation. It is my hope that those of you reading this will contact your government officials, demand answers, and assure our planet is protected should the Sons of Plunder have a greater plan a foot. This reporter will continue to work on this story until all the facts have been made clear.

Cat Grant
Investigative Reporter
Silver Lining

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