Hunters walks up to the ground with his family.
"Gents one thing we found out at the trading post is that they do not like plasma and they certainly did not like solid munitions." "Now down in the Armoury are 9 rifles like the one I use awaiting optics ect."
"If we were to marry them to a 12 gauge shot gun using solid slug or Frag 12 munitions, we would be abele to deal with the things."
"It is a case of learning to work as a team and using the fire support when creatures like this exist"

  Neggingham  snorts,..Maybe Sarge... but...there are alot of things  go wrong on that ship. And them oneeyed folks with the Blade guns, knew what they wee doing....

  ..Funny, We only saw the dead, oneeyed  thing at the Mine...the slavers  were Human, Sanri and Occui, as were the Slaves....and..them damned Spider..didn't like them at all....

 The  Orders start coming over    for the folks who were at the tables.

Hanger deck #652 >>>>>>. Rec deck



 Gaining acces through the elevator, Slick finds a table with folks around kit and a spare seat and tries to get the attention of  a waitress....

When one arrives, he tries to explain to her the drink that he had on the Flerite planet, was hoping she could track it down for him as there was supposedly some sent up from plane side before the fleet left. If she can't find, he'll take whatever dark beer she can bring over.

   "There are a lot  of puzzles here.  I don't like that we go in first get our asses shot up then aren't even allowed to return to have a look around.  No one see's what we see.  We need to be able to start putting together the story rather than allowing others to decide what they want us to hear.  It might save our bacons down the linewhen we walk into a new situation.  Kinda and "Oh, so that's how it works, now I know what we can do." situation."
   Garrat orders beef tips and vegetables.  "Dr Henry, if Shadow isn't covering it I'll be happy to buy you something other than pizza."

   Neggingham, How durable are these engin rooms in this type of space?  I hald back because I didn't want to blow us all up."

   Shadow   smiles  a bit at Garrat, I have it  covered , Unless you really   feel the need?

   He  Gives  Shade a slice  as he Talks  and the Little  fellow happily begins to munch away.

  NeggingHam shakes his head,asking the  wrong  guy?... All of us  have some Demo training,  PArt of being  commandos and all? But i would wager to say the  weakest spot in the engine  room is the exposed thrusters... The Core  can take some Punishment, but i'm thinking    we all would have been burned to cinders if  there would have been a rupture..

 Hemsly looked at Shadow,..I'm bettin' there's a reson why we   are  taken out  and the rest move  in..whatca say there..Shadow?

 Asking the wrong fellow . I was sitting in the air while you folks had  all the fun. I have to believe, if things went better? You guys would still be down there.. and I would still be in the air...

After ordering , he takes the disc out and places it in his vid board, he reads the message.....




 Reading the message over two or three times, he puts it way. Finds Garrat, and motions him away from everyone else for a brief private talk..

  Garrat, a minute please?  he motions him away from the table........

In reply to Slick Des Grieux (msg # 19):

   Garrat see's the grave look on Slicks face.  More bad news, after loosing Raja and almost his team he wasn't having a good day.

   He gets up and goes to Slick.

  Watching Shade  Munch for a few Seconds, Shadow   asks,..So?  Doc? how was it handling  a   small Child, a small.....Verian..and little  fuzzy..dog-thing?

In reply to Garrat Wolfrim (msg # 20):

 Not sure how to give the info, he figures its just easy to boldly say it out load, Garrat, we lost Ajax. He had problems with breathing, his lungs wouldn't work, he couldn't get the Oxygen needed. I'm sorry. I just received a Comm, they're keeping Sam until they can find a place on Earth for her. Sorry .
 He just stands there, arms crossed, and not looking anywhere in particular.

  After chatting with garret for a bit, Slick walks to find Riley and Morgan. Looking around the rec deck he is looking for them to ass on the information of a passed teammate.....
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 Morgan can be seen by himself  getting ready to dig into a plate of Pasta.

 Riley?..he hasn't seen.

Ickabab sat at a table near the raised playform looking around for signs of the flyers who's arrival kick's off the gig. He'd built up an appitite on the asreroid and was eager to start in on a pizza or six.

 Raven and Steele were  waiting for  food  off to the way, frans< eckles and most of her  flight were together,

  Waggle sat near Ick , looking  about as  the waitress stood  between them to take the order for the post game eats.

 Telling Garrat he'd be available later, he turns to head over to Morgan.... he stops by his table and grabs his beer,


  Stopping at Morgan's table....
    Chief, may I join you? I have something to talk to you about, well..... really,... it's to pass on some news, I'll let you enjoy your meal first if you want........

"Sam will not do well on earth.  Is there anyway we can keep her here?"

   Morgan  had  taken a fork full of shells and bit of meatball. he gestured to the seat near him.  Say what  you have to Say , Slick. I'm an 'old Pro' been at this for a while, not too much you can say, that's gonna put me off my food.

In reply to Garrat Wolfrim (msg # 28):
   <<<<FLEX???>>>>




  Not too sure, she's not got family here, and Im not too sure about any of the technical things that would have to take place to keep her here, or if we can even get her here. I suppose we can ask the powers that be, maybe the security crew can answer those type of questions??

In reply to rec Dec (msg # 29):

  <<<<FLEX>>>>  Well,,.... we Lost Ajax, he didn't make it due to his lungs being messed up by whatever hit him. I guess that's about it.

  Morgan stopped  his drink a little short. He shook his head. It was ahrd to tell if he was  angry, or  sad...Damn shame... But he dodged  a couple bullets, almost hgot me Killed once..was in some mess ups in the  Stem on Fuji, According to my memo from SEC.....

 Well?... when we get  sep up, we'll give Riley a pic of  Ajax's Mech or the spare parts Mech. which  ever one he wants,the other  will be the spare parts....

   Thanks  for letting me know. . YOu want somthing to eat?

In reply to Slick (msg # 32):

 Just a little bit put off by the Morgan's response, but not surprised by it, Slick agreed with the Chief, sat down, took a drink from his beer, and made sure the waitress knew where he was by getting her attention and motioning that he would eat at this table.
  Well, I understand Chief. He was headstrong and didn't listen too well. But still, he was a member of the team, and I will miss him.
  I'll let Riley know he has the pick of the machines. Taking another drink, he sat his his beer down, and said a small prayer for Sam. and then waited for his meal.... deep in thought.

  Morgan  gave a halfsmile as he swallow the mouthful he had, he pointed at Slaick with his fork.

..you can miss him, that's fine enough. But  don't miss who he was.. You didn't have to answer  questions after the dust settled.

 he stabbed  a few shells  a bit  too harshly,...we have a chance here.. might be the last chance for mechs  to operate in a front line unit.

 Taking a Sip of his Drink, he says a bit more softly,It isn't just he  almost Killed me on the Qarl Ship... its he almost killed Him,,,and Him..and Him... he points to Garrat, Supe  and Tucker.

 ,,and? Of course..himself.... he got a damn fine officer to get a big ugly black mark on his record..and didn't even thank him for it?

  he dipped a bit of buttered  bread in the  sauce  and  took a bit, waiting until he swallowed,.Last two outtings? they went  pretty good, considering..least way...for us....so?..You miss  Ajax  for the Buddy he was, outside of that tin can...but don't miss him for what he was...inside...

In reply to Slick Des Grieux (msg # 33):

Hunter looks up, Slick I have a way of helping his adopted daughter Sam if a letter can be got to the relevant authorities. Hunter shows him the letter that he has prepared.

I Sgt John Hunter of Clan Hunter. Heir to the title and lands of Hunterston.
Do here by make the following Statement

The following named people have claim and right to ask for and receive clan food, shelter.
Asis my right and duty to take with in clan and family.

The young to be raised and recognised both of clan and in clan as members of my family.

Melia Kristensen and her daughter
Sam Daughter of Ajax
Garrat Wolfrim
Henry Christie
This legally written by my hand and by my will
Sgt John Hunter
Heir to Hunterston

"Well, the lonox has been around for quite a while now. He's pretty settled, just needs plenty of fuss and regular feeding. As for Shade, he's a fascinating challenge in all the right ways. It's the communication that's the problem, that's why I'm teaching him to sign. He gets so frustrated not being understood. It's been interesting watching him and Orria interact. She started off quite scared of anything not-human, but now she's getting on with him fine. It does make it difficult to get on with my work sometimes, but our young are the future... there's nothing more important than that," said Henry thoughtfully.

   Garrat nods, "If we can't find a place for her on board, that will have to do.  Thank you Hunter.  That little girl needs all the help she can get.  I'll be fine.  I've already been adopted by a family of clans at home.  I hope we can find a way to bring them here one day, you'd...enjoy them."  Garrat speaks more then gets up to head to the hanger. "I've lost good friends today.  I'll do better if I lose myself in work." Garrat exits to flight deck...===>
This message was last edited by the player at 16:50, Sat 30 Apr 2016.

In reply to Kray Shadow (msg # 8):

Melia enters with Orria in tow, and joins the group with Hunter and the others. She gets Orria situated and orders Pizza for them both along with milkshakes. She listens with half an ear to the conversation thinking closely and carefully to her time with the demons trying to recall if she'd heard anything resembling the strange one-eyed aliens they'd seen on mission. Orria seems unaffected by the conversation more interested in looking at all the people in the rec deck. "They seemed susceptible to all standard forms of munitions," she pauses to take a bite as the food arrives and gets Orria set up to eat. She focuses on ensuring Orria eats and getting some food herself listening only with half an ear to the conversation.