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"From this hour I ordain myself loos’d of limits and imaginary lines" (Part 1 - Briefing)

A large group of crew members was gathered. In fact, given the mission briefing provided, it was curious that there'd be such a large number for a diplomatic mission.

Planet Designation: Galilee
Status: Terrestrial, H-class.
Non-sentient life: Extensive flora and fauna.
Semi-Sentient Life: Yes.
Sentient Life: Homo Sapiens. [Various translations of "human" appear here so everyone understands it]
Water: 69.5% of the planet's surface.
Climate: Earth-like [Click here for cultural equivalents for non-Earth cultures.]
Landscape: Varied.
Air: Normoxic concentration. Slightly elevated levels of carbon dioxide.
Air Pressure: 101.3 kPa (kilopascals) = 14.7 psi (pounds per square inch)
Sky: Blue. Often overcast.
Sun: A class G2V, yellow star.
Warnings: Wildlife and plant-life can be hazardous. Humans can be hazardous. A human cultural and legal database is available. [click here]
Mission: Successfully negotiate with the Galileeans in exchange for their advanced medical technology.

It was very little to work with, so the crew gathered there possibly had a lot of questions.

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"That's how you do it!" Ruff declared using what little knowledge she had on the subject from her tribe and Zetta, "A show of force!"

And then she was distracted by the thingamajig and reached out to touch it, "What's this do?"

"Pretty much," Lash agreed, knowing more about the subject, but screw it, show of force was way better. She only moved backwards when Ruffnut was about to touch the morphers, and only because instinct told her so.

"Those or my morphers," she explained. "With them I can turn into a Ranger! I couldn't wear them during last training because they wouldn't work when I was younger." She didn't tell her why they didn't work.

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Ruff...had no idea what Lash was talking about.

"Morphers? Ranger?" She inquired as she had gotten so used to doing. There was once a time in her life where she didn't bother asking questions. If it was worth knowing she'd figure it out she figured. But this ship had taught her it really was better to ask.

"It's a device that allows me to become a warrior in a tight bright yellow suit." Really, there was no way of beating around the bush. "There's five of us on the ship, you might have seen the others in action. Or Billy! Ever see Billy turn into his? It's blue. I can use a variety of powers and call upon a giant robot."

"That sounds...either just stupid, silly, or awesome." She hadn't decided yet.

"What kinda powers?"

"It's a little of all of that," she admitted crossing her arms. "And well, along with giving me a better reflections and fighting abilities, I can use lightning."

"Lightning!" Ruff grinned a wide grin and it was clear why. She did tend to love her own sparky powers and abused them even in her day to day life.

"Yeap!" And Lash could understand why. "Maybe if we have a fighting situation, I'll show you exactly what I mean."

"Well well. About fucking time. I was afraid your ass was going to be stuck on the ship forever before you actually showed up and joined me on a mission."

Yes, Hit girl is here, in her barrier jacket and all. She had her guns on her too, artfully hidden, as well as her butterfly knife, also hidden.

"You have a new helmet," Hit Girl noted, and turned to Lash. "And you have new....thingies. What the heck do they do?"

"Not new." Ruff corrected and took off her helmet passing it to Mindy to examine, "Hiccup just fixed my old one. All shined up and ready to "Negotiate."

The more she said it the more it sounded like she wanted a fist fight to break out.

"I'm kinda hoping for some good negotiations for once," Lash replied, even if she looked dressed up for a war. You were never too careful, anyway. At Hit girl's comment, she idly moved them around while she answered. "You remember that yellow blur during that training with Zetta and the Outsiders a while ago?" She left it at the other girl to fill in the blanks. Mindy was pretty bright after all.

"This is like probably the only time I want everything to go right! Leon promoted me to Ensign on trail and said I'd keep rank if it all goes well." Was someone happy to be part of the Commander Team again? Why yes.

"You know, we're dealing with some sort of more BS situations here, Ruffnut It's probably going to get a little more complicated than just beating the crap out of somebody."

She looked over at Lash, grinning "Oh, so you're getting ready to go all yellow ranger in case the rebels start attacking or whatever, right? Sounds cool. Yeah, that's right, you go for all that teams and ranks and stuff, I forgot. But Leon was supposed to be a cop in his world or something, right?"

"Yeah there's probably going to be some talking while we stand around in fancy chairs, or they take us out for a walk or something. Either way I don't think they expect us to do the talking, considering everyone else that's here."

"He might have been a cop, but he's Captain here. I can respect that." Probably in her blood, come to think of it. "Say what you want about it, but back at home having ranks made us pretty efficient. It's kinda neat to have that again." She paused. "Except the paperwork. Still just as dumb as before."

Ruff just listened back and forth and finally interjected, "Talk is cheap, if talking could really solve this problem they woulda already done it. I bet they really just want us to go kick the rebels butts so they don't have to."

In Ruff's defense she was really only half listening to the briefing.

"Oh yeah! The minute we have permission to kick anything's butts, I'm not going to hold back," Lash said with a firm nod and an evil grin. "It's going to be a blast, tee hee hee!"

"You guys," Hit Girl said, sighing. "We probably should pay attention to some of this bullshit though. Like how the terrorists work, what they're after, how they operate. It's gonna be important before we open up a can of whoop ass on 'em."

And she directed her next thing to Lash. "I wasn't saying anything bad about how you operate, its just different from how I do things. Leon I'm sure is a pretty decent guy, but he has this thing about kids I don't really like. Can't blame him for most of it though, when you're dealing with kids that have powers."

"Well duuuh," Lash replied good naturedly. "Once the Q and A starts in a few minutes anyway." Crossing her arms, she continued. "Didn't know he had problems with kids. Kinda weird considering everything. Maybe had a bad experience with them somewhere." Lash just had no idea how much that statement was probably true. "Oh well, he's missing out, if you ask me."

"Yeah, let him keep that stick in his butt warm, we'll show him we don't have to be old farts to do this thing right."

"I can imagine what went wrong," Hit Girl said. "Think about it: you, me and Lash, we're at least kinda manageable. Imagine a whole bunch of super powered kids, with magic and mutant strength and shit, running around the ship, and he's this guy that's earned his position. I might resemble his dislike, but I can see where the resentment might come from."

"I guess the only thing we can do is show him he's wrong and make him eat his own words, huh?" She was determined that this trip would go without a hitch.

The book poked his head in on the girls, so to speak (and, honestly, really pleased they were all getting along).

"Hey guys! Alex got repodded! Party at the fortress when we get back!"

"Al-oh yeah, the douche bag guy," Hit Girl said, shrugging. "I hardly heard from him anyway, so sure, why not?"

And she nodded in Lash's direction. "I plan on it, yeah. Hopefully this mission goes smoother than the last one."

"It's a diplomatic mission," Lash answered with a grin. "My guess is it's mostly going to be a boring one." She looked over at Zetta.

"Seriously? He got repodded? Pffft I knew he couldn't stay here for long."

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oh btw, are we done with the "Training session" log thing?

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