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Entry tags:
- !location: planetside,
- !plot: marriage planet,
- alex furest,
- angie spica,
- anwei ayles,
- astrid hoffersson,
- athrun zala,
- axl,
- billy cranston,
- brother cargn,
- cagalli yula athha,
- celena vantari,
- claire redfield,
- dean winchester,
- dhianeila,
- eleventh doctor,
- eva,
- faiza hussain,
- farseer alastirra,
- fate testarossa harlaown,
- feldt grace,
- hit girl,
- hoshi hikari,
- howard bassem,
- jamie hemeros,
- jamie mccrimmon,
- jono starsmore,
- kang,
- kanoe zouichi,
- karis needleteeth,
- katara,
- kaylee frye,
- kon-el,
- lacus clyne,
- lash,
- leon s. kennedy,
- lex luthor,
- lord zetta,
- luis sera,
- miku hinasaki,
- miranda lawson,
- nathan petrelli,
- nokosi,
- nura nal-dox,
- phillip,
- querl dox,
- rachel berenson,
- reinforce zwei,
- ronnae,
- samus aran,
- setsuna f. seiei,
- sherry birkin,
- sho fukamachi,
- signum,
- sonic the hedgehog (games),
- tim drake/red robin,
- trudy chacon,
- vindicator nehaalista,
- vivio takamachi,
- xander,
- yagami hayate,
- yzak jule,
- zoë shepard
Welcome to Orongo
Once those who decided to go along on the mission were gathered on the Obs Deck and had time to go over the mission briefing, the detachment procedures began.
As with the missions before, the doors to the Obs Deck closed before it detached itself from Stacy, tethered by a massive umbilical cord. Those who had been on missions before would find the experience familiar if still somewhat unpleasant, but for those of whom this was their first mission, the sudden lack of gravity and lurching feeling as they entered the atmosphere would come as a surprise.
Thankfully though, the ride was quickly over as they landed safely on the planet below, the gravitational dampeners of the Obs Deck gently dropping the crew members back on their feet. One of the walls opened up, forming a ramp to the ground below. There was a sudden, slight gust of air as the door opened as the thick air rushed in. Even so, the air felt quite warm and refreshing.
Looking outside, the crew would see the bright yellow sun looming overhead, quite close in comparison to the sun on most planets. A handful of small, silver clouds dotted the blueish purple sky.
Ahead of them stood a rather impressive looking plateau, surrounded by a tall, ornate stone wall which was covered in tribal markings. Directly ahead was a large gate through the wall, with several small stone buildings in front of it. Beyond the gates, a larger settlement could be seen. Surrounding the plateau and covering the surrounding region were numerous strange, blue and purplish trees and plants.
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As with the missions before, the doors to the Obs Deck closed before it detached itself from Stacy, tethered by a massive umbilical cord. Those who had been on missions before would find the experience familiar if still somewhat unpleasant, but for those of whom this was their first mission, the sudden lack of gravity and lurching feeling as they entered the atmosphere would come as a surprise.
Thankfully though, the ride was quickly over as they landed safely on the planet below, the gravitational dampeners of the Obs Deck gently dropping the crew members back on their feet. One of the walls opened up, forming a ramp to the ground below. There was a sudden, slight gust of air as the door opened as the thick air rushed in. Even so, the air felt quite warm and refreshing.
Looking outside, the crew would see the bright yellow sun looming overhead, quite close in comparison to the sun on most planets. A handful of small, silver clouds dotted the blueish purple sky.
Ahead of them stood a rather impressive looking plateau, surrounded by a tall, ornate stone wall which was covered in tribal markings. Directly ahead was a large gate through the wall, with several small stone buildings in front of it. Beyond the gates, a larger settlement could be seen. Surrounding the plateau and covering the surrounding region were numerous strange, blue and purplish trees and plants.
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[hahaha oh my god XD]
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Howard deflates a little. "Oh, yeah, Boss Tweed's running around. I mean, there are plenty of worse people from The FAYZ to show up, but Albert wouldn't usually be on my invite list anywhere. Sorry you had to run into him."
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Is that a nickname, a slang term, or something Howard just made up? Actually, Albert hadn't seem to think very highly of Howard. Apparently, the feeling was mutual. And he had mentioned the drug dealing part, although he hadn't gone into much detail. Zouichi wasn't sure if it was true or not, but he assumed that in either case, Howard would insist that it was not.
"He seemed fairly pleasant. And rather intent on reaching the library; I think he said he wanted to do some research and make himself useful."
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"I'm sure he did. He'll probably want to start a new money system so he can hoard everything like he did last time around. You want my advice, just avoid him."
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"I'll certainly take that under advisement... did he do something to you personally?"
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"Nah. Me and him butt heads on Council a lot, but he never did anything to me personally. He just stood aside when a bunch of kids died in a fire while I was helping evacuate the avenue, so he's not exactly a stand-up guy. He probably couldn't hurt a guy like you, Zou, but he's not worth the time of day."
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But he personally needed to know whether this was true, or whether Howard was merely giving him his side of the story (he was not so new to human interaction that he discounted the possibility that Howard could be skirting the truth).
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He shakes his head. "So you have any idea what this artifact thing is?"
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And if it was a particularly big weapon, he wouldn't mind a crack at firing it.
"I suspect it's some sort of mystical artifact, or technological black box. I doubt they'd be so carefree about handing it away if they were aware of its real significance."
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