Entry tags:
- !location: planetside,
- !plot: send in the clones,
- daniel jackson,
- dr mcninja,
- dustin brooks,
- gaignun kukai jr./rubedo,
- hana asakura,
- hit girl,
- howard bassem,
- kang,
- kanoe zouichi,
- kon-el,
- lash,
- lex luthor,
- lord zedd,
- lord zetta,
- nightwing,
- querl dox,
- rory williams,
- ruffnut thorston,
- sakura haruno,
- ter'thelas
"Going where I list, my own master total and absolute" (Part 2 - Diplomacy, Tourism, and Processing)
The trip down was uneventful. The view was gorgeous when the viewing window shields were raised again when they were through the atmosphere, especially as they passed down to Megalopolis, the simply-named giant city that was this world's capital. To the Earthlings there, the continents of this world would look vastly familiar, but that didn't mean anything, did it?
Eventually the sparkling city spires of the mega-city, interspersed with flying traffic, rose up to meet them, and Obs Deck, attached by its massive shielded umbilical cord, deposited them at the Council's private spaceport. It retreated back up to Stacy after they'd disembarked.
This world was a gorgeous world, that much they could likely tell while standing there on the landing pad, looking at the rounded curves of the beautifully designed spaceport. Buildings rose up above them in shades of white, paneled with multi-colored glass, in creative architectural designs. The air traffic weaved neatly in endless lines between buildings, and the overcast sky was in shades of orange and pink, with occasional slips of a bright blue peeking through.
The Council of Five was waiting for them in person, clearly glad to see them all, dressed in resplendent clothing.
"Welcome to the Megalopolis, our capital city, and welcome to Galilee. We are the Council of Five, and we're honored by your presence."
[ooc: The first subthread is now open. They have split into groups! All subthreads are now open! Please do not set up new subthreads. The plot-runners will set them up as needed as we go.]
Eventually the sparkling city spires of the mega-city, interspersed with flying traffic, rose up to meet them, and Obs Deck, attached by its massive shielded umbilical cord, deposited them at the Council's private spaceport. It retreated back up to Stacy after they'd disembarked.
This world was a gorgeous world, that much they could likely tell while standing there on the landing pad, looking at the rounded curves of the beautifully designed spaceport. Buildings rose up above them in shades of white, paneled with multi-colored glass, in creative architectural designs. The air traffic weaved neatly in endless lines between buildings, and the overcast sky was in shades of orange and pink, with occasional slips of a bright blue peeking through.
The Council of Five was waiting for them in person, clearly glad to see them all, dressed in resplendent clothing.
"Welcome to the Megalopolis, our capital city, and welcome to Galilee. We are the Council of Five, and we're honored by your presence."
[ooc: The first subthread is now open. They have split into groups! All subthreads are now open! Please do not set up new subthreads. The plot-runners will set them up as needed as we go.]
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"Is there any degeneration of the ability to feel with the new limb? How long will he be in recovery? How often do the attacks happen? Why are they attacking?"
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"Because we treat our patient as fast as possible, degeneration is incredibly rare, around zero point five percent and mostly because the healing process was done a few months after the limb was lost. Recovery time is as simple as getting up once the process is done." In other words, no recovery time at all. Get healed, stand up, be well.
She frowned at the last two questions for a brief second.
"The attacks are frequent during the last few weeks, which is why we have asked for your aid. However I am afraid that all additional information regarding this is a field best left for Councilman Allin An to explain. After he has brief your teammates, you will be able to discuss with them to learn more." She beckoned them to another room. "Would you like to see a surgery preformed? There is a class of students visiting today, we could join them."
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Even so, he kept listening and nodding almost automatically. Hana turned to look at Rory with a odd expression at the mans constant stream of questions. Couldn't he just ask one at a time? Hana was sure he himself would have gotten irritated by this point and pissing this lady off didn't seem like a good idea.
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Hit Girl nodded. "We can't do anything quite like the in the ship, so sure. More and more though, I'm sorta curious why these terrorists would want to go attack people, which would hinder processes like these. It seems like it does nothing but cause pain to everyone involved."
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"I'm fine with watching the surgery, but I wouldn't mind missing it, either. It depends on what everyone else wants to do."
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The offer looked too good, and she was avoiding his questions. That was a bit disturbing. So far he knew that there medical tech was, in fact, advanced and quiet good. There was not doubt in that. What they could do with it was astounding.
But Nanoha and Hit Girl made a good point, who would attack a healing center, and why? What could drive them to that sort of action? What was going on here? He missed the Doctor, and his innate read on the situations around them. He was missing something. He knew it. But he didn't know what, just a gut feeling that something was wrong.