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The Lost Light Rebellion 4: Total Fucking Chaos Edition CameronCountry code: ponychan.png, country type: customflag, valid: 41541214[View All]

#IC #Canon: TLL #Ask/Invite


>The serenity of the pristine new set was instantly shattered, it's host charging onstage with a berserker shriek, a gleaming golden battleaxe clutched in both hands as he immediately set to work dismembering his polished desk with wild attacks. A marathon of destruction followed as he mangled the furniture with every variety of tool at his disposal.

>After several minutes of this, almost the entire set reduced to rubble, he collapsed into his chair. Instantly, the holodeck shimmered, and the debris vanished, replaced by brand new, identical furniture.

>For several long moments, Joel stares into the middle distance, before standing up and sauntering over to a microphone by the front of the stage.

Hey, hey everyone!

>He shouted to a blatantly fake audience consisting of the same five people in vaguely different outfits, with the sole example of the hulking Pax Cultura, looking fairly awkward in the face of Joel's chaos.

Welcome to the first episode of the show, it's a great thing to finally get this started, and I'm hoping it only gets better.

>Behind him, a bookshelf glitches, turning into a wireframe before turning itself inside out and beginning to rattle ominously.

We've had a pretty crazy time lately, pretty crazy time. We've got Logan and some weird chick going and rescuing some new guys from some asshole, those lesbian rocks joined up, that's pretty neat. They've got a kid who turns into a murderous monster, I like that one. You've got those two Saiyans on a quest for a healing flower or some shit, that other Saiyan getting in a fight to rescue her girlfriend from her asshole mom's hired thug. Oh! It's that wrestler! I almost forgot! That's cool.

>The bookshelf returns to it's wooden texture, flashing through a dozen other textures on the way, before violently exploding, the shards vanishing as safety protocols finally kick in.

You've got that one asshole and his robot wife investigating a ghost ship. I hope he dies, that'd make me happy. Bolone's brother showed up, too. He's an asshole but a cool one. But the important bit is we're on vacation! We're here in the Galactic Protectorate, and we're having a fantastic time, by which I mean Emily's been dragging me around museums for a solid three weeks now. But the race is tomorrow! See me at the Moreau Open in my custom Thorson Kestrel!

>He coughs, shifting.

Oh yeah, we're supposed to have a co-host. He'll be around later, scout's honor. I think he's still hiding.

>Abruptly, the door explodes inward violently as Leena makes her entrance.



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Well it can't always be easy to figure out huh? But the fact that those ships can time travel is news to me. But what if that ship was a special case out of them and the others might just be out there? ....But it'll probably be as you said and they might be jumping through time right now.

>Letting out a sigh, Saya looked a the screen before frowning. Shaking her head, she moved to kneel down next to Kasumi to get a better look.

Well that's just great.... Those are ones we won't be able to get to for a long time. Hopefully the empire hasn't already found the angel tech there. Or on the others that are on those routes. But what about the rest of them though? Are they out there in places no one has been to? Or did something happen to those planets?

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"Are you alr--aaahh!?"

>Lucia let out with a startled yelp as she tried asking Joel if he was alright, definitely not expecting that box across the room from them to start moving on it own. She was actually considering calling for help, wondering if some strange creature had holed itself up in the infirmary. But that thought quickly vanished when she turned her attention back to Joel, hearing him immediately answer her silent wondering.

>She took a deep breath, wishing she wouldn't get so easily startled so much, but it always seemed like something new would hit her when she least expected it around here. Lucia hoped she would get used to it soon. She still had a look of concern as she listened to Joel try to recall things and hoping it wouldn't cause too much trauma for him to remember.

"You do not remember what you were building? Do you know why you were building something? Did you do anything prior to this?"

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Don't worry, it's just my arm.

>With a small, awkward pause, he glances at the box across the room.

My prosthetic arm. Don't even know what happened to my old one, lost it a bit ago.

>Distraction passing, the distant look comes over his face, but not in a peaceful way. It's something almost haunted, but not quite.

A weapon. Throwing... a weapon into the future. What does that even mean? I don't have access to any time travel stuff, and the captain would probably rather shoot me in the knees than have me touch the quantum engines.

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>Lucia wanted to kick herself for not realizing that sooner and even having that reaction to begin with. She really needed to get used to the odd things around here, especially if she was planning on staying. Lucia was actually pretty curious about the story behind Joel's missing arm, but she figured now really wasn't the time to bother him about that.

>She quietly nodded as she listened to him try to recall things and took up a datapad to jot some notes down, figuring that might be best, especially if any of the other staff asked about the situation. One of her brows raised as she gave him a puzzled look at that statement.

"Throwing a weapon into the future...? Something had to have happened to make you want to make such an odd decision. Do you remember anything else?"

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I don't know, I was really upset about Meum, that's all I know.

>He sighs, staring off into the distance which was actually the opposite wall of the infirmary.

A lot of people are. You'd have loved her, she was such an outgoing person. I gave her some shit for being on the slutty side, but she really owned that. She was always... She was always... You'd have loved her.

>He glances back to Lucia, looking her in the eyes and smiling weakly.

And I think she'd have loved to meet you. She liked people in general, really.

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"That is understandable..."

>Lucia really didn't know what else to say to say, especially in trying to help Joel piece together what landed him in the infirmary to begin with. She gave him a nod at the mention of Meum, figuring that was definitely a key to this situation, but she figured he had enough questions for now.

>It hurt her heart to hear him speak of this person and seeing the weak smile on his face, being all too familiar with the pain of losing someone close to you. Lucia gave Joel another sympathetic smile in return.

"So I have heard... I am sure she was a wonderful person, Joel and I would have loved to have met her as well. You know, I do know how this feels..."

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Yeah. She ran the bar on the ship, y'know. Highwire's got a lot on his plate with her gone. Hope he can find good help there.

>Joel relaxes under the restraints, staring off into the distance again, but this time in an oddly more grounded way, as if he knew exactly what he was staring at.

Wish I could have been there, done something. I should have been, but I wasn't.

<Should have been me.

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>When Jo gave her a possible explanation for the familiarity of the form her Lady currently assumed, Momo felt most of her agreeing with that idea. Though there was still one part of her that believed that she must have seen it somewhere else. But now was not the time to be distracted, she already nearly slipped up once and she refused to do it again.

Ah, that must be it my Lady. I have to admit the sense of familiarity distracted me for a moment... But fear not, I am ready to continue!

>Still, it was endearing to see her Lady emulate heroes she admired so much. It made her happy that regardless how much time pasted, there were somethings about Jo that would never change.

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One's Echidna which we already know was some sort of... "test bed" planet. There's two others but they're on the far reaches of the galaxy in areas too dangerous to be worth looking into at the moment.

>Kasumi starts logging the areas in or close to Empire territory.

Regardless if they discovered the ruins or not. The Captain's going to want to know about this development.

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>Jo put down the bottles for now and then put her finger to her chin, setting them down onto a table in front of them

...trying to decide which two to use

>On the table there were three organic bottles, an octopus, a wolf, and a ninja, and three inorganic ones, a smartphone, a comic, and a light bulb

hmmm...which of these could be a best match...

>She looked to Momo, though the rabbit wouldn't be able to see the smile behind the mask, it was obvious the fox was kind of giddy.

...oh also, a name for this, what do you think of... "Build" ?

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We'll have to leave those last two for if it's ever safe to get there. And if Echidna is one that's already known to us... Well we have our work cut out for us to be honest with those ones near the Empire.

>Pushing herself up to stand, the rabbit pulled out her Datapad and started typing on it.

Alright I'll send her a message right now about this. But Is there anything else on that tape or was it only those locations?

Momo Ninjin!aLEJudith.Country code: ponychan.png, country type: customflag, valid: 41556326

>Looking at the object on the table Momo couldn't figure out the relation between these different "bottles", but assumed they could be used in combination with one another much like her lady's current form. Though apparently founding the most suitable combination was paramount.
>As for the name, Momo felt it was a appropriate and said as much to Jo.

I believe that's an apt name for this creation of yours my Lady. I'm glad I was able to contribute to this endeavour in more then just assisting in it's testing.

>That said, the rabbit couldn't help be feel a small bit of concern.

Though... are you sure it is okay to use my essence? What with my... mixed heritage?

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Oh that? Well I actually managed to distill two essences from you Momo.

>Jo explained nodding a bit to herself before taking out an attachment for the driver and placing it down

>It seemed intended to attach to the cylinder at the far right of the belt

Though the second essence was unstable in normal bottle, so instead I made it into an addon for the driver.

>She laughs a little to herself as she looks down to it, picking it up in her hand

ahahaha...I have NO IDEA what it would do! But I'm calling it the L switch. since it comes from that part of your biology and ya know, lust.

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That seems to be the gist of what's on the tape. We have others to look process though, but we'll have to do that at another time. For now I'm going to compile the locations documented here that are within the Empire's grasp and put it into a detailed report.

>She'd also have to scrape up what intelligence they had on those areas for the report, which might also take some time.

I can only hope we have information the Empire doesn't have already for once...

>Kasumi shuddered to think of what horrors the empire could unleash just with that Influence stuff alone.

Momo Ninjin!aLEJudith.Country code: ponychan.png, country type: customflag, valid: 41556329

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>Two essences... meaning her rabbit side and her--
>"Unstable in a normal bottle."
>" have NO IDEA what it would do!"
>Momo's concern only grew as Jo explained to her this and she new full well what was going to happen eventually; she was going to test it.

I see. Then perhaps it would be prudent to ensure we take precautionary measures?

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Or I could test it right now and see what it does while we're in the safety of the holodeck anyway.

>She stated putting a finger to her chin and hmming to herself.

I mean a best match is a best match but this...this could be anything!

>Very suddenly Jo shoves the device onto the driver

Build Up!

>And she spins her lever on her belt before...

>The armor bursts off leaving steam behind covering up Jo's form at first...

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>The Mist faded, and revealed a short skirt, thigh high wearing magical girl type form, lenses similar to the helmet Jo wore before over the girl's eyes, and the outfit carrying the half and half color motif from before, carrying over to even her hair

Wow! I didn't think it'd do something like this!

Momo, Momo, come on! Trying to punch me!

>She states with an eager grin

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Well if the empire has found that info, they're keeping real quiet about it. I guess all we can do for now is hope that they haven't found anything yet around those planets. But while you work on that report, I'll let Charlotte know to be expecting it from you.

>Tapping on her datapad, she typed up a quick message before sending it off. Turning away, she looked back at her drink for a second before shaking her head.

Do you know if we're near any of those planets that's on the known traveling routes?

Momo Ninjin!aLEJudith.Country code: ponychan.png, country type: customflag, valid: 41556353

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>As the smoke cleared away and Momo got a good look at her Lady's new form.

. . .

>To Jo, the rabbit didn't seem to react at first but she could see hearts quickly bloom in her eyes before she shook her had and forced herself back into the here and now for the second time.

A-ah! Y-yes! Hitting, the punching... thing. Ahem... prepare yourself my Lady!

>Taking a moment to get herself ready, Momo quickly closed the distance between her and her Lady. She threw out a rather strong fist straight at Jo, expecting that she'd be ready for it.

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>Going though the list once again, Kasumi nods in affirmation.

There's one... however I doubt we'll be looking into it anytime soon. Charlotte's made it clear that safely offloading the refugees we have aboard is one of our top priorities. Asterio, myself, and a few others are busy looking into the logistics of that and preparing our options.

>Kasumi found herself relieved that it was finally happening. She knew that eventually they'd get caught in the cross fire... though at least they got most of them back instead of a heavier toll for this lesson.

Even if that was the case, I'm not sure if anyone would be inclined to venture into Angel tech ruins anytime soon after what we experienced.

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>Jo moves fast enough to catch Momo's fist in her own, commenting

Huh, just a little stronger than standard, might be a little usefu-

>She pauses, eyes suddenly glued to Momo, looking the rabbit up and down

>Drooling for a brief moment as she started to focus on...certain body parts.
>Her legs suddenly weak from the thoughts in her head she'd stumble forward a bit and lean straight onto Momo's chest, before suddenly gripping around her waist

Hey, why don't we call it here for today's battle testing, let's play~

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>It was really lucky for Joel that Lucia lacked the ability to read minds, otherwise he would have gotten scolded for even thinking that. Well, a concerned and well-meaning scolding anyway. Still, she could at least see the inner turmoil he was dealing with just from muddled and erratic energy of his aura, and that just made her wish she could do something more than just talk to him and take care of his health.

"I know Joel. Trust me, I really do know this pain. But you are going to drive yourself crazy if you stay within those thoughts... The past cannot be changed, and I am sure she would have wanted you and the rest of the crew to keep moving forward."

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Yeah, that's what she'd...

<Moving forward.

>His gaze snaps forward again, incredibly focused on something in the middle distance yet again.

Yeah. Moving forward, that was it. Fling a light into the future, leave something behind. I think I know what I made. I made the biggest gun I could.

>His gaze snaps back to Lucia, making unflinching eye contact that seemed almost like a physical force, a grin forming on his face.

Heh. Heheahahaha. But that's not the best part.

>A loud crash echoes from the corridor, with shouts faintly audible and growing closer. Joel's grin only grows as he begins staring at the door intently.

It's alive.

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>Lucia still continued to look on in worry, wondering if she had said something wrong as Joel just trailed off with what he was saying for a brief moment. And then concern became confusion... a big gun? She couldn't even begin to decipher what he was trying to say and the look he shot towards her made her flinch slightly, though she couldn't look away from him. Who in the world was this guy really? Why was he laughing like that all of the sudden? Wait...

>Lucia slowly stood up, her attention drifting towards the entrance to the medbay as she prepared to go on the defensive.

"...Joel. What did you do?"

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Let her in, Lucia. She's here to find me.

>The door slowly slides open to reveal a young woman standing in the hallway, with strange clothing and short blonde hair. At a brief glimpse beyond, her odd shoulders and hips, along with extremely odd hoof-like feet reveal her true mechanical nature.

>As well as the young man in a heavily modified Mobile Suit pilot outfit hanging around her waist in a vain effort to slow her down at all. Slowly and rhythmically, she bounces a fist on his head to try and dislodge him.

Ow. Ow. Stop that.

>The girl steps forward, finally reaching down and prying the incredibly average looking young man off her effortlessly and letting him thud to the floor. She stares past Lucia at Joel, whose grin has grown outright manic.

Hello, father.

>There is a very long moment of silence as the words echo, her voice blatantly synthesized, but oddly elegant in a way. Nervously, the clone pilot scrambling away from her feet speaks up.

Excuse me what the hell.

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>'She'? Lucia was even more confused now on top of being afraid something horrible was going to come tearing into the medbay at any second. Though, that didn't stop her from placing herself between her patient and whatever was going to come through that door, fully prepared to keep Joel out of harm's way.

>...But it seemed as if there wasn't any cause for alarm afterall, as Lucia just quietly watched the young woman make her way into the medbay, dragging an unfamiliar face with her. Lucia still kept close to Joel, but her defensive stance relaxed slightly as she quickly took in the woman's appearance, definitely taking note of her mechanical nature. She also winced at the poor man getting popped in the head and Lucia just gave him an awkward look and a wave before turning her attention back to the robot.


>Did she hear that right? Did this girl just call Joel 'father'? This day just got weirder and weirder and Lucia wasn't sure how to deal with it all. She sighed, running a hand through her hair briefly before turning her attention to Joel again.

"What is going on here?"

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I know, I have a couple of planets in mind myself but going to have to get in touch with one of them. I'm not entirely sure if they're up for anyone coming to live with them yet. I'll have to check on the crew on the Marveller too and see what they're going to do also. Because I don't know what they want to do yet...

>Putting the pad away, she folded her arms to gaze down at the floor.

I know no one will want to go into the ruins or near anything Angel related after what happened. I'm just wishing we had away to make sure no one else finds it and possibly goes through that.

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>Keith walked up to the medbay poking his head inward

Hey, Joel, just popping in to make sure you haven't bitten your own tongue out in reco-

<"Hello Father"



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>Kasumi spoke absentmindedly as she started to right the first draft of her report on her findings.

It might be better do to nothing at all. Those ruins have been hidden away from prying eyes ever since the dawn of space travel. Trying to do something about it now might have the opposite effect we intended.

>She also doubted that even friendly factions wouldn't be sorely tempted to into going to a Vitrum ruin to grab whatever technology they could get their hands on, regardless of what hell it unleashed afterwards. Self interest had a bad habit of grabbing the controls from sanity in situations like that.

No, I think it's better we keep this as quiet as possible. So to that end... I'd like for this information to be top secret, do our damnedest to keep our more... "Recklessly exploitative" crew members from going on unsanctioned expeditions.

>She clinched her jaw slightly as her voice box continued to do the speaking for her. Feeling a sting of anxiousness as she finished her statement on the matter. Did she care about everyone on the ship? Of course, in her own way. Did she think that more then a few of them were not always the most rational people and prone to drastic actions in the right situations? Very much so. The promise of "miracle technology", regardless of how they'd utilise it, was the last thing she wanted to have come to their attention, waiting in the back of their minds until the next desperate situation comes along to tempt them with it's allure.

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>Resting her elbow on one hand and her chin on the other, Saya looked away as Kasumi worked on her report.

You have a good point there, so I'll keep everything about this to myself. Be sure to tell Charlotte the same thing in your report. Just the three of us knowing about it should be fine.

>Turning towards the vcr, the rabbit lowered her ears. Kneeling down,she took a closer look at it.

This tape will need to be taken care of too. Just so no one else finds out whats on it. Finding a good place to store it like somewhere no one really goes on this ship. Or somewhere with Charlotte.

>Standing back up, she tapped her foot against the floor nervously. Thinking on just how bad it could get depending on who finds out. Shaking her head to clear her mind of such thoughts, Saya looked over to watch Kasumi type.

I hope this all works out....

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>Joel sat up in his bed, partially free of his restraints. With a sigh, he looked over the medbay once again.

Okay so assume I'm somehow clueless on this. Because I am. I have some vague memories, but that's it.

>It hadn't been long since the strange mechanical girl had shown up with the leader of Romeo Squadron dragging behind her, but it felt like longer with how eventful it had been with the pursuers needing to be reassured that no, this wasn't an attack.

I am CERA. Cybernetic Emotional Replication Apparatus. My files indicate this to be an incredibly forced acronym for the purposes of aesthetics.

>It was a lot dumber than that.

I hate you so much, Joel.

>Romeo spoke up from a bed some distance away, sitting on it with a bag of ice pressed against his head. CERA continued regardless, tone not shifting in the slightest from the eager, polite one she'd had since her arrival.

I have just activated. Hello world!

>She reaches out, prodding Joel's cheek.

Are you well, father?

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>the Shrikes were running low on certain supplies. One of their members received a nasty cut on their last mission. While he has since been treated and stabilized, they were now out of bandages. So until they received a shipment, the Shrike captain went down to get a fresh roll... Hopefully the staff wouldn't mind.
>after how stressful treating that injury was, she could go for a smoke. But it's probably a shitty move to smoke in the medical ward.

>So, she walked in to see a strange, blonde robot girl, prodding at the guy she argued with months ago.

>She hadn't spoken to Joel at all since that event.

Just dropping in to get some bandages. Is the med staff around?

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>Well, Lucia was glad she wasn't the only one at a loss for what was currently going on, but she still hoped there would be some answers eventually. Especially since that strange, robotic girl was still in the medbay and still very much referring to Joel as her father.

"Um... p-please do not prod at the patient miss... CERA? Perhaps you can shed some light on this situation - why do you keep referring to Joel like that?"

>While Lucia made sure both Joel and Romeo were comfortable, and CERA was keeping her hands to herself, she glanced towards the entrance of the medbay at the sound of an unfamiliar voice, who was this? Well, there was no time for pondering these things as Lucia set about getting some bandages.

"I am here! S-Sorry, I am new here, so you will have to bear with me. There is a lot going on at the moment..."

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CERA, I'll be- ow! I'll be fine.

>CERA turns back to Lucia, tilting her head inquisitively with the sound of audible servomotors.

He is my creator. As such, I am programmed to regard him as my father. Is this not how it should be?

...Yeah, can't really fault her logic there.

So. Much.

>Deep blue mechanical eyes meet Lucia's for a moment, components and lens whirring faintly visibly inside them.

You are in my database. You are marked as a friend and... very pretty!

>Joel freezes abruptly, a strangled curse hissing from between his lips.


>As Io enters, CERA turns abruptly to face her, eyes gleaming joyfully as she hurries across the room with childlike glee.


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Take your time, I have nowhere to be.

>she paused, tugging on her eyepatch strap, before giving a friendly yet blunt response.

Other than back home, but I don't have a time limit is all.

>Raising a brow, she was too caught up with what the robot meant. Sure, Io was a mother and a rather young one at that at the age of 25, but to be called auntie was a whole other deal.
>Auntie just made it feel like the robot was calling her old!

Just say Io, alright?

>...Or something cool like [Shrike Commander] to appease her ego.


>she pointed to Joel with her free hand.

Your father?

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>Jo groaned as she woke up in bed, Momo asleep next to her after the tests with the L switch went...well, wild.
>It was still so crazy, actually...moving on from back then, being happy.
>It felt a bit bitter sweet, being able to enjoy this even while Meum was...
>She didn't lay there awake very long before her Phone rang with a message from the Captain, she wanted to see her.
>Couldn't be about Build, she literally just finished that and she'd been careful to basically wipe any possibility of surveillance in her lab...despite how suspicious that seemed.
>She gently petted Momo's sleeping head as she got up and got dressed.

>Maybe Jo'd be lucky and all the Captain would have to say is questioning the knocking out of surveillance in her lab. After all she didn't have the same luxury Joel did in that the Captain likes that stubborn ass.

>So Jo's understandably nervous and apprehensive as she exits the room and tosses her phone up, it expanding in mass and transforming into a bike, driving off to the Captain's office.

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>Once the silver fox kitsune entered Charlotte's office, Charlotte could be found sitting there motioning Jo to take a seat

I know this might be an awkward time what with Me-
>Jo's ears suddenly perk up and a look of distaste crosses her face, her brow furrowed and her lips poised into a scowl
don't, of all the people to play armchair psychologist I don't need it from you
>She states firmly, digging her feet into the ground just next to the offered chair.

>Charlotte lets out a soft sigh, and with a tense look, she motioned to the chair again

That's not what this is about.
>The fox's expression relaxed and she raised a brow, if that wasn't what this was about was she right about the knocked out cameras and drones?
>Nervously, the fox sat down, but bunched up in the chair, tense with the situation, and almost seeming to curl up, like a rodent hiding from some vast predatory bird.

>Charlotte's eyes narrow, she grips her hands slightly on the desk as she looks over to Jo

...Do you want me to include you in the refugee manifest? Get you a trip back home?

>Jo blinks at this, her body shifting from the nervous position she had before to a tense one, an angry animal on the verge of pouncing a particularly annoying prey

>She questioned, pulling back the anger to try to seem calm
>Charlotte's calm in response, stating it plainly and matter of fact-ly, with a sense of purpose in her words

We're officially at war, Ms. Hayashi-
>Gripping the chair's arms and now with a bit of venom in her words, Jo spat out quickly in retort to Charlotte, interrupting the Captain mid-sentence
So? Nanashi, I was leading the rebellion on my planet before I left it to my Father.

>Charlotte spat back, raising her voice but keeping her calm demeanor

yes, you did, but you're not willing to do what it takes, how many Imperials escaped on your watch? You're a self proclaimed pacifist, you don't kill, you've said

and why should I?

>Charlotte growls a bit, eyes narrowed

Sacrifices are made here! We're fighting for the sake of freedom of Z- of the Galaxy here!

YEAH. And you want me to leave because you don't think I'm doing it the right way?!


>Charlotte pauses and backs up the tiniest bit, scooching her chair backwards...

I lost my sister on this ship and it wasn't even over your Inari damned war

She shouldn't have died you're right, she wasn't a registered soldier, and for your part you aren't either.

I'm not leaving this crew, and I'm going to keep fighting too you know

Even though you know staying here means people are going to be dying?

Especially because of that, I'm here to save as many lives as I can and help people. I'm fighting for love and peace here, Nanashi.
>Charlotte looked at the fox with determination filled eyes and let out an annoyed and tired huff of air...

...Fine, we'll talk more about this later.

maybe we will

>The fox got out of the chair and left the room in a huff, leaving Charlotte to sit down by herself in the room

...Onyx help me, why couldn't I have gotten the train guy...

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>Anne plopped down on her couch in her quaint little apartment on Velocitron, hands behind her head as she let out a soft sigh
>Looking through a set of data on her tablet she hummed to herself before pulling up the comms system and pushing the contact for Montgomery
>She let it ring a couple of times, eyes narrowed as she tapped her foot, before smiling once the call went through

Hey Monty! So I miiiiiiiiight have found some major deets on an experimental Jupiter Empire craft that's relatively poorly staffed.

We're still on that whole help the lighters in anyway we can page, right?

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Well, if it isn't my darling sister. How have you been all this time?

>Montgomery's image appears on the tablet, visibly broadcasted from one of the cameras in his ship's cockpit, his four slender hands playing across the controls with languid grace.

I certainly am, though I would never drag you along. Mother would kill me.

>He sighs, looking directly into the camera with a weary expression crawling across his tan face.

Not that I could stop you from playing hero here with a damn crowbar.

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Oh I've been fine, usual freelance work here and there
...aaaand by that I mean not getting paid but helping plenty of people anyway.

>She smiles sheepishly and her ears lower against her head as her optics dim very slightly

>Anne's expression shifts to a more confident one, grinning ear to ear

Hey now, nothing to worry about from me, Monty! I'm nice and upgraded now and I can take care of myself more than a little bit!

I'ma take that ship, m'kay?

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You have always been a terrible businesswoman, Anne. Pro bono work may get your name out, but... Have you ever realized you pay yourself in exposure?\

>His tone is disbelieving, laden with confusion and amusement in equal measure as he shifts his gaze between her and the view ahead of his ship.

I'm worried you should be able to do more than that with a Jovian prototype. The ones the rebels have seen... Some quite unseemly ideas and people, to say the absolute least of it.

>He sighed, face softening slightly as his sunglasses retracted, revealing his odd grey eyes, which he turned up to the camera,

At least do your meddling kin this favor, Anne. Stop by the offices of one Mister Yorstall Mulben on your way, and ask for "Iluka's case." It should give you the firepower you need for this.

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I'm only after the exposure in the first place so I can help more people, that's like my whole thing Monty.

>She states, brow furled as she frowns a bit, ears twitching in place.

>She raised that brow though at the statement of what the rebels had apparently seen, just what WAS she going to see on that thing?

Well okay, just hope it's not rocket launchers or something, those just aren't my style.

>She'd state nodding to herself briefly as she pulled up the info on the location of the offices Montgomery had mentioned and remotely triggered her personal ship to start up

Maybe you've heard something about this prototype though? Ever heard of a SHED ?

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You still need some source of income, heroism or no. There's a fine young man on the ship who manages to balance his fighting the empire with a business career. A touch strange, but he has a fine work ethic.

>Turning away from the camera, he keys several commands into the navigational computer, causing the sound of his ship's engines to shift slightly as his skimdrive began to warm up.

Should be more your thing than that. Don't worry, it won't be too destructive. As for your other question...

>Another sequence of inputs, and the route was being computed rapidly.

I assume that's a codename. Not like the Jovians to keep a mundane shed secret to such a degree. Nothing concrete from my sources, anyway. Rumors of a troubled project and unstable results. Be very careful.

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I figure it's an acronym actually, guess I'll know for sure when I get there.

>Anne states nodding and folding her arms a bit

and hey, I can supplement my in come with other stuff, lots of odd jobs here and there, and at least I don't really have to buy food or anything, that helps.

>She stretches and limbers up a bit before she gets up from her seat

Hey now Monty, I promise I'll be back in one piece, okay?

>She smiles a bit sheepishly and her ears perk up

Can't leave my big brother to get into trouble all by himself after all right?

>She just grins happily before hanging up

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"Ah... right. That was a rather silly question wasn't it?"

>Well that was a little awkward, but no one could really blame her for the confusion, could they? How often did someone have to deal some strange robotic girl calling one of their patients "father"? Still, Lucia couldn't help but smile at this, briefly thinking of her own mechanical family, who was practically a mother to her. Of course, she snapped herself out of those thoughts at what CERA said.

"Well, good! I would like to think we are friends! A-And thank you! You are rather pretty yourself!"

>Luckily for Joel, Lucia didn't quite catch on that it was him who has listed her as that, and not CERA just simply complimenting her. Lucia glanced at Joel in mild confusion at the noise he made, wondering if he was in some sort of pain. But she was also distracted with Io's request, so she didn't bother him about it


>Wait Io? It suddenly dawned on Lucia why that name sounded familiar and she gave the woman a bright, toothy grin as she handed over whatever bandages she could find.

"Oh Miss Io! We met briefly through the communications channel! It is nice to finally meet you in person! I am Lucia, the one that Joel had rescued not too long ago."

>Funny, Lucia figured her to be taller... Much taller.

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>Deep blue mechanical eyes meet Io's singular eye, gazing deeply into it as a clear request conflicted with programmed ideals of proper behavior and address. Like many of history's compromises, the result would make nobody happy.

Auntie Io! Yes, he is my father! And my goodness, but I have only been active for an hour and I am already making friends! There is you, Lucia, and even Mister Romeo here!

>Farther into the room, Romeo groans in irritation, a sound that seems less spoken and more released, like an animal crawling from it's pen.


Yeah, Lucia. This is my sister, Io. Twins, if you can even begin to believe it.

>Somehow avoiding an awkward moment with CERA, Joel offers a silent prayer to preserve his ability to have a basic conversation with Lucia.

And I'm just glad I could help.


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>Anne brought her small craft near the location of the experimental craft, looking it over and observing it from a distance before approaching it

>Cloaking her ship, she approached the SHED craft

>The weapon she'd gotten from Mulben stored in her body via the adaptive chip she'd installed a few months back, she slipped inside of the larger craft.

>First thing was first, try her best to sneak towards the bridge

>She'd copied her ship's cloak and moved quietly through the ship, ready to take out any opposition in her way...
>As she skulked through the ship, she saw a chunk of androids patrolling the halls, still not as many as most Empire ships, but them being there at all had conveniently been left out of the intel Anne got.

>She carefully watched their movements and patterns, trying to plan her own to get outside of the hangar and into the body of the ship.

>Thankfully her intel did AT LEAST have a map, she wasn't going in completely blind, just deaf and dumb.

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>Anne moved through the blast doors in the hangar and sneaked through the hallways, following the patterns carefully and trying her best to keep quiet as she approached the Bridge

>However, the copied cloak was quickly showing its faults, it was designed to be fun in a ship and not on a bot after all

>Anne's systems steadily started to heat up as she walked through and her internals overclocked just to keep it up, but they were pushing their limits.
>If any of the guards or drones used thermal vision there'd be a massive fox-bot shaped blob of heat there. Anne didn't want to risk that and so as her cloaking device over heated her she dove into a room she thought was empty, not noticing Tim and another Imperial soldier chatting

So you see, Bob, that's why Tuna subs are just obviously the shit tierest of submarine sandwiches, I don't care if it fits the submarine theme by having aquatic life in it, it's Shit

Fine fine, jesus Tim, I haven't seen you get this heated about a subject since our last Darths and Droids session

Look, I'm sick of the summon Bigger Fish thing

>Aaaand just as Tim said that, Anne's cloak disabled, coolant dripping over her externals


>Anne gulped a bit, and Tim stared for a moment before looking to Bob

>Thoughts went through Tim's head, was this one of the Rebels? He didn't recognize her and he hadn't been in contact with any of them recently...
>Maybe she was a pirate? Or this was an Imperial thing?
<"Do I even care?"
>He asked himself, now focusing back on Bob.

Hey Bob, do we really get paid well enough to alert...anyone of this? We were both shoved onto assignment on this vessel without explanation and this is probably just another one of the Emps experimental super soldiers or whatever right?

You know you're probably right, Tim

Anyway, let's just head back to the bridge, I'd like to tell you about this Power Rangers Campaign idea I had, I know the Emps don't like them but listen...what if the players were Power Rangers?

>The two of them walk off ,disregarding Anne

...Well that was...convenient?

>She'd have to lay low for a little while if she wanted to keep using the cloak...

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>With the brief moment of respite thanks to either Tim's purposeful distraction and misdirection...or apathy, it was hard to tell, really, Anne made her way to the bridge

>She over heard the crew talking

setting up the time dilation system and the bubble transport now, input year

>Anne panicked, was this a time machine?

>Only one thing to do while they were setting this all up
>She decloaked and brought out the weapon, her arm shaping into an energy canon with a bright red crystal in the barrel used to focus the energy
>A Light Tech™ Buster Weapon!

Who in the hell...?!

>Tim, now on the bridge, let out a tired and annoyed groan

of course...

>Meanwhile, Anne charged her weapon in place, her arm glowing as it collected energy...

>The guards tried to start firing on her but she moved around

Yeah I'm sorry but I can't just let the Empire have a machine that lets them travel through time...!

>She'd exclaim dramatically before barreling forward to grab the Bridge's controls and try to copy what she could before firing her charged buster at the console

>But it was too late, as the ship had already begun the sequence distorting time and space, light surrounded the craft and Anne's eyes went wide as she froze in place over the ruined console and she blinked a few times

...Well that's a bad sign...

>She'd note briefly before the guards slowly started to approach her, the person who'd been manning the console prior to Anne's pushing through glared at her

Of course it's a bad sign! We're about to leap through time and space and we've got no clue where it's going to dump us! You absolute imbecile, Guards take her to the bri-

>And suddenly the ship filled with light, the blinding light eclipsing the brighest of stars inside and outside of the ship before the light simply faded away, the ship and the people within it, gone in an instant.
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>the young Tribuna smiled to her, giving a nod.

Nice to meet you as well.

>frankly, Lucia looked like Io envisioned.

>Lucia was lucky that she didn't say the comment on her height out loud...

>Io, not quite willing to talk with Joel after their last meeting didn't go so well, continued the conversation with CERA instead.

Right, I see.

<"So Joel made a fully functional android. Not surprising, knowing his tinkering nature."

Guess Niko has a cousin. Although he was made in a different manner.

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