where  the Alien and  erther  tech are studied by  the Hephaetus Group.

  The  Groundscrew moved to the Tech Lab Pushing and pulling the scout craft towards the LAb. The  Doublebay doors opened and a small ramp dropped  down, the Craft was hooked to a small chain-like device  and  the winch puled it into the  pit...Great hand-like grapples cloed on the wings  and held it above the floor of the   pit..The metal colums rose  from the bowels of the ship and spread upsidedown tripod, to hold the wings , tails and the Middle of the body.

 From there, the Groundscrew left, and the Tech lab folks  moved in.

While other techs focused on the propulsion and armament, Charlie made his way to the scout's version of a cockpit.

"Let's see..." he thought out loud, "the main system controller must be accessible from here.  Maybe I'll just try to access basic piloting controls first; once I figure that out, I can go looking for those data records ESN is so hot about getting."

He poked around as methodically as he could manage.

  When he opened the cockpit, he fopund   alot of  wrappers stuffed in a big plastic  bag, next to it, was another  bag with  some  vaccumed packed food stuffs...there were a number of  drink containers  as well., about half empty, half still full.

  The Controls were about the same as any small craft, a joystick, pedals, and  alot of Buttons, two screens

"Hrrrrm... likely an extended scouting mission, then."  He placed the wrappers and foodstuffs in airtight specimen containers and labeled them appropriately.

He carefully slid into the cockpit and activated the switch that, by deduction, most likely controlled main power.  "No need to start the engines or anything at this point; I just need to get the computer to wake up.  A control module, a basic operating system, something I can use to access its data..."

  the  control panels  lit up...buttons and  toggles like any other  aircraft,  but odd runish letters on some of the Buttons, as  well as a scrolling across the bottom of the main screen.

  there  seemed to be a yellow Light blinking, right above  a button that was at the base of the main screen

Nodding, Charlie took out his handheld and began the process of carefully recording the position and function of each button, translating the runes where possible, pressing buttons to see their effects where necessary.
The end goal was to build a pilot-ready manual for the scout ship, so that in future a properly-briefed pilot (or one with reference to a database on their handheld) could take control of the vessel if necessary.

Once he felt confident he had recorded the basic functions, he began poking around the interface, trying to bring up recordings or data, or at least determining whether any sort of removable medium (data disk, etc) could be found.
"A scout ship has to be trying to bring back data.  Assuming the hits you took didn't fry it, the data has to be somewhere..."

  the  data is recorded, the Yellow  light  keeps blicking, however, when he pushes  the Button below the  blinking  yellow  button, it turns  blue, the screen comes on..to Charlie  suprise..the FAce of  a Wisp comes on the  screen, but the shape  and hair, it  is assumed to be a female Wisp..her eyes  narrow at Charlie's  face as she  shouts out commands in demon lanaguage, and the screeen goes blank..rewd light poip up all around the  control panel.

Charlie shrugged and continued looking for scout data, recordings, or any other useful information.

 As he worked  he found  a drawer of sorts under the Pilot's  seat, after a  few moments of messing  about, the  drawer came open, there were serveral square Infomation carts.

  They would fit into a slot on the  control board..but the  control board seemed to be locked...also...it seemed to be getting very hot in the cockpit.

-->From the Bridge/Hanger Deck

Enterring the expansive yet conjested area Justin scans its interrior hoping to locating someone he can ask about the fighter.

(( depending on where  Charlien is?))

 There are Lab Tech running around, various  machimes  and equiptment on tables  or on racks  as things were tested, and studied...One of the guards  stopped him, a few feet into the room,excuse me Ensign? You have a reason to be here?

Oria stepped into the Tech lab just as the guard asked his question. "He is with me sir, I sent him in to look for Dr. Hadrian, and to bring him out of the room so I could talk to him." She looks to Justin with a bit of a smile then turns to the guard. "Has the doctor already left for the game?"

In reply to Oria Lzaedanon (msg #13):

Instinctively Justin returned the woman's smile, nodding in agreement of her statement. Deciding to play along until he could work out why the woman said that. Picked up anything interesting from the scout he enquired in an easy manner.

  The Guard  signaled another  guard to see if he could find  Charlie,..Do i look like an egg head? I just pull triggers and kick ass....

  The guard looked at Oria's  BArs and Insigna,Ma'am...if he is with you. you will have to sign the sheet for him and you...or..I'll have to call for back ujp...Ma'am.

"I will sign for him, but I do not know what he is talking about as far as the scout goes." She hands him a data pad. "I wanted to give the Doctor this report about a plant he asked about earlier. By the way, Why are you missing the game, do you not care for it?."

  The guard shrugged,wanted to go..i got to go to the last one, when that bastard Gureless got his Sanri ass kicked...My buddy wanted to go to this one...i owed him..been watching the Vid screen, inbetween folks barging in...

"I am sorry for the intrusions, I was not aware that the tech lab was guarded until I came upon the door. So I asked this young man to come in for me to get the doctor to come out to me." She looks up to the vidscreen. "Who might be wining?" She was unfamiliar with the game or why it was such an uproar to the humans. In fact now that she thought about it, the Hermes didn't have any scout ship aboard that she knew of, and had the pain of holding back any prying questions about it.
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  he pointed to the screen,well..the Demon Lovers looked like they had control of the game..but it seems Caoch outsmarted them..our  first team is back on the filed, and  it looks  they want blood, as much as points...

In reply to tech (msg #19):

Justin cast a cursory glance at the vidscreen viewing it as if he was observing a struggle between two species of ants. The mention of Demon lovers prompted the thought; which he'd often considered, humankind, as a species, is so fickle it's beyond reason.

Charlie rounded the corner wearing a pair of work coveralls including full gloves and a welding faceplate.  He nodded to the guard and stood in front of the officers, lifting the face plate to reveal a smile.

"Ensign," he greeted Justin.  "To what do I owe the pleasure?"
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In reply to Charles Hadrian (msg #21):

Justin cast a sideglance towards the lady, We have come to see how things are developing and to clarify some aspects in associated matters.

Charles smirked.  He kept his gaze firmly focused on Justin. "That's a bit... vague.  Care to be more specific?"

  The Guard looks  at Charlie  and shrugs, I'll be over  by the doors if you need me  sir... He saluted and went back to the doors,, his eyes going to the game from time to time.

In reply to Charles Hadrian (msg #23):

When the guard left Justin appeared to relax. Not sure what the Lady had in mind when she interceded on my behalf. I came to see if there's any interesting on the wisp scout that was just brought in. giving the tall elegant woman a smile of appreciation Ensign Justin Kase Mam he introduced before turning back to the Technician.
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Charles nodded.  "Certainly, Ensign.  Come back with me, I'll show you where we are on dissecting this thing."

He turned to the tall woman.  "I can take him from here, if you have somewhere else to be."  He waited to see how she would react.

Oria looked between the to with a bit of shock on her face. "You have a scout ship of a demon?" She blinked a few times. "And you have the pilot intact?" She sat the data pad down on a counter and took three steps towards the men. "May I see it? The scout I mean."

Charlie suppressed a scowl.  Clearly the idea of Oria coming along -- did not thrill him.

"Sorry, you two -- remind me what your business with the scout ship is, and who authorized the visit?"  Charlie tried to keep a friendly tone, but he also caught the eye of the guard, clearly wanting him ready to re-enter the conversation if necessary.

In reply to Charles Hadrian (msg #28):

Justin paused allowing the woman to address the question, after which he responded The scout was killed in the recent encounter with a patrol I was a member. As most everyone is on Olympus I chose to take this opportunity to occupy myself more productively.

Charlie nodded to the Ensign.  "Right, of course.  That's pretty much what I figured.  And you... um, ma'am?"

For the first time, Charlie let himself meet Oria's gaze.  The smile was still there -- no one else would see anything out of the ordinary -- but those eyes shone with a clear, severe, cold malice.  He kept that hate-filled gaze on her while she answered his question.

"I...uh...I." She visibly became frightened of the man seeing the look in his eyes and feeling what she felt from his look. She looked away then back to the Doctor then to case before looking away again putting her hand over her forehead. "I believe I have made an Error coming her to apply to assist in anyway. I am sorry for disturbing you." She dropped the data pad and hurried out of the lab, looking to be in near tears.

In reply to Oria Lzaedanon (msg #31):

Excusing himself from the technician Justin hurried after the distraught woman catching up to her around the first bend. I say mam what's this all about. Do you need to see a doctor or something, you look to be in a dreadful pickle.

Charlie raised an eyebrow, clearly taken aback by her sudden emotional reaction.  He looked after the two briefly but realized that whatever it was, was certainly not his concern.  "If Ensign Kase returns, buzz me please," he asked the guard, and returned to his work.
I sincerely hope I didn't... oh geez, I bet I did, too.  I have GOT to keep better control of myself, he thought as he returned to his console running signal analysis.

...smoke was begining to build in the cockpit of the captured  scout...Light flashed  all over its  control panel...some of the techs in the area  were looking at the  machine  and pointing to it...

 On pressed theYellow alert button..send the ring of lights  around the ceiling of the Tech lab, flashing  Yellow

  As  Charlie  ran to see what was the problem, he saw the smoke pouring out of the cockpit. He had  failed to notice..or perhaps understand? The face of the wisp on the Control panel, and then the redlights flashing inside the machine...The heating up of the Inside of the cockpit...and now..the   fire  about to start

  The Guard at the Door ran along with Charlie, as he moved to the  Demon machine He looked at the smoke  and flames starting to come  from the cockpit, and the  heated plates  along the sides of the craft.

 Charlie tried to get close to  the cock pit, the  Guard tried to warn him not to get close...Most of the Crew, weren't fond of the people fromCivie Lab group...they always thought themsleves above the crew...

 DON"T...WE HAVE TO JETTISON THE CRAFT!

  Charlien  waved the  guard away, even as one of his own Civie techs  hit the emergency  button again...Lights  flashed red  around the  ceiling of the Lad...all personall scrurried away from the  Pit  as the  Drop doors Opened  and the Vaccum rushed in, the scout craft  dropped out into  space...with the hapless Tech....for Charlie..it was quick...  the small explsion inside the scout craft, hardly drew  any notice  from the Olympus...But the  Station's Tenders were on the way to collect the remains...

  Inside the teck lab, the atmosphere was returned...They had  a little information..but much was  lost, along  with Charlie..

 The  Guard looked down at the study pit, then at the Tech who dropped the ship into space...I justt know..this is going to cause alot of paper work...

Justin though it best to leave the unresponsive and strange woman to her own devices. Turning back towards the lab as yellow lights flashed their alert. He moved back to the door just as the security measures kicked in changing the lights from yellow to red. He heard and felt the evacuation port open up, no doubt dumping something into the void of space. With a shrug he couldn't do anything here and didn't quite want to hang about for no reason. Especially when additional security turned up and started asking questions. He snapped his fingers, if he can't get anywhere with the ship perhaps seeing what's happening with the wisp may prove more useful

to Christie's Office -->
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  As  Justin waited for the doors to be open, so he could leave. The Vids  came back on..when the  news  feed was interupted by the pirate news feed, with the vids  taken from..or on..the  defeated  enemey vessels..Graphic...brutal..but real..even with the sounds of torment , from the  captives that were being tested...

 The GUard  came to the door  and shook his head,..well..that does it  for sure...ain't no way, no one can say  that the Demons are , our  friends...

In reply to tech lab (msg #37):

Sure does, it just confirms that these Deamons shouldn't be nuked. But hey how do you think they got the camera inside the area and broadcasting like it is. I bet the Techs are pulling their hairs out in hands full, trying to get control of our receptors.

  the Guard  shook his head  as he  watched the loop of  films,well..the ones  with  the  Reporter..are taken by our  film folks...and the others, , look like they are taken from the Demon ships  Camaras..some one jacked a feed or something...more brains then i have for that stuff...

Oria Laid a hand on the wall trying to catch her breath. the look that man gave her wasn't frightening in the sense that he would love to hill her for being what she was. But the look of someone who would rather want to use her for an experiment or cut her open and do an autopsy while she was still breathing.

Then the doors opened and then she new that it was in fact a demon ship being sucked from the hanger do to the urgency of the jettison. She closed her eyes and sighed with a slight shake to her head. She paid no mind to anything around her until after the doors opened again and the guard spoke. She spun around and looked to the man in uniform. "I must to speak with Dr. Hadrian again. he has done the ship and its crew harm by being the lead of something he is inexperienced in."

  The Guard looked waooried  as he saw her  rank, and said  slowly,well..um..Ma'am...we don't have  a Dr HAdrian  anylonger..we had to Jettison the scout ship..seems a self destruct of some kind  was activated as he poked arounf in there...the auto Jettison came on, and he was stuck  on the ships wing, trying to do something to the  controls....doesn't matter now...he is  in tiny bits out there..and the scout  ship blew up..the Olympus  Tenders  are gathering the  salvage now.

Jesse had ventured around the ship for quite some time.  She wanted to visit an old friend.  She had just about given up when she located some resemblance of where she was trying to get to.

Accustom to old traditions, she knocked on the door before she entered and when or if not one responded, she opened the door and queried of Ingrid's location.

She was led to Ingrid and her father's quarters, she then again knocked.  Ingrid? she asked after a brief tapping on the door.

 Ingrid was sitting in a  little Puffy chair  flying Sims of Hammers  Vs Demon fighters.

  The Doc and his...GF/Assiasstant where at the  table goign over some appaers and had several LAptops  running as well.

 Please Come in  , Ms. Dalton...Ingrid is ...flying..as usual..

She gave a smile and a nod to Mr Largerson

I would expect nothing less than that from her, she replied.  She walked up and extended her hand out for a shake.  No need to call me Ms Dalton, Jess will be just as fine.  No formalities needed.

She then turned her attentions to Ingrid. Sounds as if I may have another mission to go on, she said squatting down and looking at the girl from her level.  Mind to help me on some flying missions so that way I can get some practice.  Maybe I can have a tip on where we are going so you and I can practice Sim flying together.  I only want my best wing-girl with me.

  Largerson Nodded,..have her back in an Hour  or so..we are going to a Movie  in the town section, before...the.... event... takes  place...

Jesse gave a nod as she helped Ingrid up from her seat to help her get ready to head to the SIMs so that they could spend time together.

Sir Largerson, she said just as they were ready to leave.  When we return, if you ever need Ingrid to hang out with any one, I'm just a COM away.

She gave him a smile and then her and Ingrid darted down the corridors and to the rec dec to play.

Shra Woke in her cell of the lowers where they put the rest of the 'species of "subjects"'. Her Feathers were ruffles from the cozy sleep she had, but then again she still didn't feel at home without being able to build her own nest. She looked around the room before she moved to the door and tried to look out.

 As she looked out, she could see Tubes along the wall across the  ( very large) Room..In the tubes were a few demons, LArgrans, a couple creshains and two Tellow feathered  Avains.

  On the Table, strapped  down with angelsteel straps, was one of the "new" Orange skinned demons,

Shra gave a shiver at what she saw, her feathers stood as she did and she let out a low groan. Her thoughts on the the demon laying on the table made her feel slightly at ease since she personally didn't think much for the race. She just hoped the humans wouldn't place her in any of those tubes or try to open her up on the table.

  men and women in Lab coats  moved around...there was a dead demon on a table, and  a fellow in a white caot, with a Woman dressed the same as he, were using   eye droppers to drop some things  from Test tubes on the body...now and the smoke would rise from the area...then suddenly...a part of the arm, sent up a thing tendril of smoke... the man grinned as the woman said..THAT'S IT!..mark that one..and mark the  1st...4th and 6th tube as well..they all work...just 13 is the best!...start producing it now..and we'll see what happens when we  get Fuji cranking this stuff out!

Shra watched intensely as the doctors worked on the demon, blinking every now and again as the smoke appeared from the body. she tilted her head in wonder then back as they started their small celebration.

----> From Rec Dec


It took Xyran a little bit to get to the labs but upon entering he flashed his credentials before entering inside, 'Finally I can start doing my job' he thought to himself as he approached the workbench and table next to it and laid out a vast assortment of pulse weapons and attachments from the wall mount nearby.

Xyran stood there pondering which model he was gonna use for a base to work from, eventually deciding on the demon tech model as its fire power was vastly superior to what most of the other marines used.

With a base model set in mind Xyran loaded up his datapad and scanned through the various weapon schematics he came across over the years both human and alien alike and coming across various designs for things called 'light support weapons' he studied over the design like a possessed madman pacing back and forth through the empty tech lab.

'Demon tech in general is very heavy but that is due to the fact that demons have a larger muscle mass then most other races and can handle the larger weapons, but what if its possible to create a lighter weight frame so more people can start using it?'

It was a goal worth pursuing for now with a lighter weight customized frame came more options like extended power cells and advanced cooling systems to support overcharged cells and the option to attach it directly to powered armor or various other power stations for a quick and easy way to fire damn near unlimited rounds by keeping the power cells constantly charged via the micro fusion reactor's... however that came with it own downsides as putting to much stress on the energy cell could cause it to completely burn out and become useless similar to a battery being charged over and over again.

Xyran finally snapped out of his thought and smiled as he drew up plans for his light pulse machine gun hybrid using the light weight designs of the occui model with the fire power of the demons tech.

Once finished drawing up the schematics for a prototype he got to work constructing it, he knew the weapon was gonna need extensive testing but luckily for him he still had several days.
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  Now  and then some  Hermes-techs  would walk by...a Hermes-sec two -stripper stopped and wayched Xyran for a bit, then moved off...

  now and again  a fellow in a lab Coat would stop and  watch, then move off, only to come back later...

Xyran turned around quickly to look at the person in the lab coat watching him, "Could you do me a favor and have a crew bring me down my power suit from the armory?" xyran then turned back to his work, he was roughly 45% complete with the frame after which all the real goodies could be added.

 the Lab Coat guy just looked at him, and Motioned to a  Red suited Tech. The Tech  began to make the call, as he watched Xy.

It was several minutes later before Xyran finished the frame for the new prototype weapon after which he began putting together the internal components and soldering them into place, "Is there something I can help you with... you keep standing there like you never seen a Occui tech specialist make a weapon before" Xyran said with a slight bit of humor in his voice as he kept working.

 The man looked sternly at him,I never had an alien, mucking about my labs before either....

Xyran stopped and turned around to face the guy as he sensed a slight bit of hostility, "Is there a problem? cause i certainly hope not" The last thing Xyran needed was to have a white coat on his case because of some racism issue.

  I am not fond of having Aliens in my Lab...unles they are being tested  on. Did you clear this  with the Admiral? if so..I wish to see the papers...now.

Xyran narrowed his gaze and steeped forward towards the tech his eyes had a killers edge to them, "And you know what im not fond of racist individuals like yourself, you know ive always been curious how the human brain works so perhaps will stick you in one of these tubes and see what makes you tick cause by all rights you are an alien to me" Xyran really didin't like racist pricks like this guy but he calmed down a bit and presented the datapad with his credentials and authorization, "Here is my paperwork, now if you would be so kind as to leave me to my work im on a very tight deadline before the invasion and if i don't have this finished before then im holding you responsible!" Xyran was ready to pack up and leave if this guy was gonna keep on his case, but first he was gonna finish this damn weapon come hell or high water.
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 The Man  sneered and  he jerked the paperwork out of his hands,..THIS...is  the HERMES...it is an Earth Vessel...YOU...are the alien here....

 He looked at the  table and then to Xy,...you don't have the time to set up, what i think you'er  working on, not with out  more hands....

Xyran ignored his first remark concentration fully on his work pushing to get it ready asap, "Then help me and i will be out of your way... this needs to get done"

  The  Man took a few steps towards the Table,...Tell me  what you need.... he set aside the  papers  and his  Clip board  and   took off the labcoat. Rolling up his  sleeves, his right  arm had a Tatoo of a broken Lightbulb.

By this time Xyran's power suit had arrived, Xyran then fished into his pack and handed the servo motors to the tech, "I need you to replace the servo motors in the suit right there with these new ones then attach a small bit of HV cable to the reactor so i can run a current from it to the weapon if this works how i think it might the weapon should be able to fuel itself off the reactors power alone allowing for near endless suppression fire"

Xyran was getting close to finishing up the guts of the weapon, it was now time to install the 'cooling system' so the weapon won't melt and or break due to the intense stress of near endless suppression fire it should be capable of producing while being attached directly to the suit.
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  The  Man picked Up a Hydrodriver and a flash driver,..you want couplings  where the joints are, or just extra meld?  His eyes ran up and Down the thing, looking   right where they shoudl be  switched out.

"extra meld is fine" xyran said as he topped off the cooling system.

(ooc on my phone so post quality is crap"

Xyran was so busy with his work by the time he finished the weapon, he had only about a minute or two before he was late to the meeting, "Oh crap!" he said looking towards the lab coat man, "I got to get up to the Briefing Room, can you finish up the armor connections then send it over to the firing range so i can test out the new weapon with it when i come back?" Xyran then grabbed the weapon and hustled up to the briefing room running and shoving past everyone he could luckily for him he was super god damn fast.

-------> To Briefing Room
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 The Lab Coat guy nodded,..already Done..get to your  Meeting.... he was almost as engrossed in the thing as Xy had Been, two Lab Techs  came  Over  and  helped to hold, or move the thing. One brought a  fresh clip of meld, for the LabCoat guy to use as he worked on the Connections.

  he added a few Couplers near the  Joins to keep the Meld protected..A few more, and we get this thing on a Hover Jack and  get it to  the range.

-----> From Briefing room

Xyran stepped back into the labs and walked slowly up to the lab coat guy, "So how did we do, is the range ready for testing?" asking politely in regards to his power suit.

well...its as  ready as its going to be. Don't have a fulkl grasp of it....don't know how much of a pounding it will take, whould have liked the foundry to see if they could scare up some  Angel Steel cables..but  we don't have time for that...

Xyran nods and takes a look over the suit before nodding, "The cables and servos will hold for a good long while but whats important as that the suit stays sealed out in space... ok lets get this thing on and get these tests out of the way"

Xyran then suited up piece by piece when finally the helmet was placed on his head the suit sealed and the HUD sprang to life with a female computer voice saying, 'Commander is online' Xyran began with moving about the isolated test area to test out the range of motion he had with his armors repairs and once satisfied he checked it off on the datapad and moved onto the next test.

Xyran raised his new weapon which was frighteningly light considering its purpose, "Ok guys initialize both armored and unarmored targets" The gun held a 300 round charge but the real test would come after on how much this thing could fire on the reactors power.
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  The helpers  ducked behind the   small Blast wall, and looked out through the port. Lab Coat guy leaned on the wall as he fussed with a control Box......You have  Three  Random Dunnies...popping   up in....3...2...1...

 for a second, Nothing Happened,,then a  LArge  Dummy Popped up to the left..'demon sized'....a second  later  on the  right  a  small Armored  Dummy popped up...lastly  a Large Armored  Dummy in the middle..

Xyran's display lit up with 3 hostile targets he then quickly took aim and unloaded the energy cell on the 3 dummie targets, starting with the first one on the left, then the right side one, then the middle, each one received roughly 100 rounds a piece, when the cell was depleted he shouted, "Clear!" he then walked over to assess the weapons damage upon the 3 dummie targets.
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 The Lab  coat guy watched from the edge of the firewall. The Helpers  didn't  come out  Until Xy  walked towards the Dummies.

 Lab Coat  guy looked at the Dummies  as he followed...The Heavy armored Big one, seemed to take  more  damage....the others  didn't hold up as well...

Xyran nodded satisfied, "Using the demon tech was a good choice then... these shots would of all been fatal on a tank... Alright lets reset, this time one heavy armored target, im gonna do the direct connection test now monitor from the control room how many rounds it gets off before the thing starts to critically overheat."

Xyran then waited for them to clear the room before directly connecting the weapon to his suits reactor, and once the target popped up Xyran held down the trigger and let the energy rounds fly keeping an eye on the weapons internal temperature he didn't wanna push it to where it would break on him but he wanted to get close... but the emergency cooling system in the weapon should kick in if it ever got that hot.
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  Once more the  Lab Coat guy thumbed the  switches and  a Heavy armored Dummy Popped up..The single Dummy, taking the  full focus for the weapons finally fell, in  pieces.

Xyran was able to get off roughly 300 more shots before the weapon started to overheat, the cooling system then activated and the weapon returned to normal, "Clear" he said as he walked over to the target that had literally been shredded by the hail of pulse fire, "Its safe to assume this weapon shouldn't be shot more then 500 times in one constant volley of fire... oh well that should be enough for today, thank you for your assistance it was much appreciated" He said to the lab coat guy offering his hand.

Once everything was said and done Xyran headed on towards the hangar deck to meet up with everyone for the mission briefing he could change later once it was over.

-----> To Mission Room
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*After Dealing with Gethin*

Xyran arrived on scene dressed to work he flashed his badge to the SEC officer there and entered inside where he saw Mr lab coat guy looking around, "What goodies we have to work on today?" Xyran asked with a slight bit of fatigue in his voice as he placed his tools on one of the tables.
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  The Lab Coat guys shakes his head.still waiting on the Goodies  we  got  from that  Demon ship...for some reason  there isn;t  any coming down...Not like Beth..she  would have most of it sorted out by now...

Xyran picked up a clipboard and flipped through some of the notes, "Did you send someone up to check on the status of the items?" Xyran said not taking his eyes off the clipboard.

Nope..Until it  Clears   SEC?..Its Not mine to mess with...too many damn  sneaaky things   of late..

Xyran tosses the clipboard on the table and takes a seat on the office chair, "Isn't that the truth... makes doing our job a pain in the ass... by the way whats your name?"

  He looks at  Xyran for a second, then looks  around to see if anyone else can hear,Alfred....those who know my name  call me  Al...those who don't  call me Alfred..then wake up in the MedTech-Lab

Xyran lets out a small chuckle as he hears the silly threat, "It sounds as if your not happy with the name your creator gave you, why not just pick another for yourself?" Xyran didn't understand the legal steps involved with doing that in human culture he thought if you didn't like your name you could just pick a new one which he did cause Xyran sounded so much better then Subject 128.

 Alfred shakes his head  with a frown.Supposed to be  an Honor   in my family, going all the way back to some King or something  in England?..I dunno..I was born in  America...every generation is supposed to make sure  they have  1 alfred..i was lucky, My brother had the first  son in  this generation..so I can name mine what i want to!

Xyran asked curiously, "Are you married then?" it was a legit question probably not the best one to be asking but it was asked.
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  Married?...Me?..I kill thing s  for a living..or  at least help make the things that do!...sooner or later..something's gonna kill me.

"I kill things for a living also but that doesn't mean i don't think about a time where i might want to settle down... and death comes for us all its just a matter of how long it takes him to get around to doing his job"

 maybe...but  i would rather not  leave a Family...

Xyran sighs as he remembered the good times back with Talon when they were the best special operations unit in the Occui army and not the most hated thing next to the demons, "I know just how you feel..."

  Alfred  threw up his hands Be nice to get a drink about now...nothing  coming down the pike....I'm sick of  filing  papers..

Xyran chuckled, "As long as the drink isn't *Red Death* i wouldn't mind joining ya" Xyran said flipping through notes on his datapad he felt unfulfilled the deaths of Talon company were not confirmed and that made his mission incomplete.
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Xyran was about to say something further until his com unit buzzed and noticed it was from his friend hunter, "Excuse me i have to take this call" He then stepped outside the lab to answer the call.

After a few seconds he then stepped back inside the lab and sighed as he checked the rack of weapons and pulled out a demon SMG and pulse rifle and loaded up the energy cells, "Could you do me a favor if you find time Al... and see if you can't develop a smaller version of combat armor... all of the armor here is fit for humans not smaller creatures like myself, i can't go around the ship all the time in my power armor" he said to Al as he was standing by the door ready to leave.
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well?..we  can  Cut  down the Vests..or if you take the ful chest armor, cut it down a bit on the  sleeves?..that would  work?...Helmets aren't as hard...we can req some when we get to Fuji...or maybe? You can send  a COM over to the  Occui Frigate tom send you something over?

Xyran rubbed his chin before speaking, "Ill send a request for a few suits to be sent over from the Occui frigate hopefully there not of terrible mass produced quality, in any case i got to get going com me if you need help" Xyran then closed the door and made his way over to Sec.

------> To Sec office

after asking around and being pointed to the tech lab by a few people, she walked in feeling at home with some familiar sights and some not so familiar ones. she got her disc ready as she expected to be questioned. she then observed what those around her were doing.

(( assuming we get her in her right quarters))

  A man came over to her,  holding his hand out for the Disc...as he ran it through the handheld, he asked,...May I ask what your Focus  is?...we have alot  of folks working on things here..I can  settle you in that way...

In reply to Tech Lab (msg # 97):

She bowed to greet the man. I specialize in robotics and artificial intelligence. Though i am filmalure with weapon and defence design.... her wrist tablet suddenly interrupted her in English. I've been observing the project to miss Tanaka's right side. If i might make a suggestion you could....
Tanaka then raised her arm to her mouth hastaly and spoke in a stern voice in japanese. Mute! she then look at the man.sorry, i've programmed echo here to be overly helpful.

  The  fellow Nodded...Hack...I  mean..Admiral HAck. HAs been looking to beef up the drones that deliver the  anti Bug and Anti demon gasses...Once  you meet with him,  you'll undertsand..you may have to  make a visit to  FUJI R & D

 he offers  his hand,Alfred..by the way. I am sorta watch dogging the Tech Lab until some one is put in charge..who knows?..MAybe you?

In reply to Emiko (msg
# 99):

Tanaka raises her hand to meet alfred's. Emiko Tanaka, perhaps if people feel i should lead. However i just got here,i would not want to take the job from someone who has been trying to get it for a while. So do we happen to have a drone here? Ill like to takeba look right now if you dont mind

-->> from Off Duty 2

Justin strolls into the work area glancing about to see who's there. He doesn't expect to see many people about, seeing how they'd be heading making preparations for R&R on Fuji. Alfred was chatting with an oriental Woman, who bears a remarkable likeness to Professor Tanaka of the University of Kyoto, but that couldn't be. je thought as he gave Alfred a nod crossed to an unused workstation, logged on and started reviewing some of his designs.
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 Alfred, pointed to three Drones on  assembly TAbles...we have three there...in various  states of being put together. We would  like to have some ready for  when we leave...the FUJI  R&D will be sending  some out to the CAp Ships for  the  Drone Jockeys  and MAce flyers to use.


  He  Nods to  Justin as the  Pilot enters  the LAbs

In reply to Tech (msg # 102):

Emiko nodded to the man who walked in. Ill start by making a copy of the AI routines and inprove upoun them. at least when im finished the improvements if any are added can be instant if approved.

She then inserted a cord connected to echo, and proceeded to make a copy of every file related to the drones AI.

In reply to Emiko Tanaka (msg # 103):

Justin returned the Ladies nod glimpsing what she was about to do.

Excuse me Ms, I'm Ensign Justin Kase he introduced Are you familiar with ESN Protocols regarding interfacing Hardware he prompted
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Emiko smiled a bit before responding to the Ensign.

Thank you for your concern Ensign Kase. This is why im downloading the data in a zipped and compressed folder. Echo here is merely acting as as an external hard drive or transportation if you will.  besides if they would go to the trouble of taking echo from me i have  the entire AI program on a back up disc. This data pad here is nothing more than just that. As far as echo goes i plan to share it with the universe to improve common every day life as soon as I work all the kinks out. Esn would just be doing me a favor by making use of it

In japanese echo spoke.the download is half way complete miss Tanaka.
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In reply to Emiko Tanaka (msg # 105):

Justin nodded You've been working with AI applications, will undertake to utilise what you've developed he responds establishing a link to the workstation she's downloading data to.
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In reply to Justin Kase (msg # 106):

That i do. your a pilot correct?she asked while raising echo to her mouth.

In Japanese echo have quad retrieve retrieve my holo helmet and covert the zipped files to something the helmet can read echo simply replied with yes maam

In reply to Emiko Tanaka (msg # 107):

In some quarters there's those who'd disagree but in the main yes I graduated earlier this year.

In reply to Justin Kase (msg # 108):

download complete the data pad said retracting its link cord.

perhaps when you have time you could help me test the AI program when im finished?she said pressing a few keys on her pad. A machine with 4 legs connected by a tray walked into the lab with a helmet on the tray.

In reply to Emiko Tanaka (msg # 109):

Justin watched the clunky four legged robot scuttle across the deck as it moved towards the oriental, who he afforded a half smile.
Certainly I can always review your data at my leisure. I've finished with what I came here to check. If you're ready there's no time like the present.

Emiko chuckled a bit.you misunderstand me Ensign, I have to improve the AI first she then picks up the helmet and puts it on.

In japanesePower on she then pulls out a swivel chair away from a nearby table and sits in it when she is not in reach of anything.

This helmet is a computer of sorts, instead of a monitor, I have 360 degrees to work with. the helmet then slid a transparent visor over Tanaka's eyes that glowed a bluish tint. she then paused for a second and scratched her chin in thought. Perhaps you can assist me....
In Japanese: Computer run simulator program, give me a demonic fighter, view and control from the cockpit. run imported file as an opponent. the helmet took a second to process the command. then from Emiko's point of view she was in a demonic fighter, however everything was somewhat transparent so she could see what was actually around her. she then stood up, took the helmet off and held it forward for Justin to take. Please put this on

In reply to Emiko Tanaka (msg # 111):

ooc am assuming Emiko would have a helmet that fit her and Justin is a slightly larger so whould have a different size helmet

Justin took the helmet and tried to slip it on, it was a smaller than the one he'd normally wear. Sorry about this it’s a little smaller than I'm used to wearing he informed apologetically as he handed the helmet back to the lady.

Emiko nodded as she took her helmet back. figures. an available pilot and i cant use them. she then laughs and puts the helmet on.

In Japanese open targeting systems and close simulation program. she then sat on her  chair and began to type into a virtual keyboard with her left hand that her helmet gave her the ability to see and various other movements with her right hand that acted as a mouse.

Thanks for trying ensign. im going to see what can be improved on for a while. so what brings you here? perhaps I can assist you in some way and return the favor? she asked pointing and "clicking" in the air.
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In reply to Emiko Tanaka (msg # 113):

I've got some projects in the pipeline; one is for LC Shadow.ooc if they are interested in attempting it Justin replies watching the womans movements several appear protracted which he attributes to a lack of skill.

In reply to Justin Kase (msg # 114):


Emiko continued with her eradic movements as she looked through walls of code and making tweaks here and there.

well, It would give me a chance to get more fimilure with the area and meet the famous shadow.

In reply to Emiko Tanaka (msg # 115):

Watching her movements Justin realises she's not running through a virutal sim rather she's cutting code; prompting him to give a slight shake of his head at the realisation. Sooner or later everyone onboard the Hermes gets the opportunity to meet him and the Admiral.
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In reply to Justin Kase (msg # 116):

Emiko typed in a last bit of coding before making a command. save file. power off.

She then removed her helmet. perhaps another time. I but need some, what do you call it? R and R ? its been a long trip.

In reply to Emiko Tanaka (msg # 117):

Trips through the black tend to be that way he thought I'd be honoured to show you around the ship. he volunteered, just noticing her name tag which showed Tanaka. That’s interesting, are you related to Professor Emiko Tanaka. he prompted
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In reply to Justin Kase (msg # 118):

She smirked a bit. There is no relation, I am her. she then she waited for a reaction as she said sure. Id gladly let you show be but id like to change into something more comfortable.

In reply to Emiko Tanaka (msg # 119):


Justin did a double take of the woman, looking for any sign of duplicity. Well that's... that's simply out there. he blurted out Um what brings you into the realms of the ESN. he asked covering his outburst
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Emiko shakes her head.you misunderstood me ensign. my heels are hurting my feet and ive been sleeping in this lab outfit half way through my trip here.
She then breifly looked at what she was wearing.
but to answer your question, this is a chance to really test my limits and to perhaps move lifes out of danger with AI.
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In reply to Emiko Tanaka (msg # 121):


Emiko's comment about what she was wearing prompted a shrug from Justin. Surprised that she hadn't visited her billet as soon as she could, he was going to ask about this but changed dismissed it as unnecessary True during periods like this advancements in research are enhanced  considerably; I'll show you to your quarters so you can freshen up.
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   Emiko's COM buzzed..a note from Admiral HAck....LT Tanaka. Please accept  my Apologies for not meeting you..we had a security issue after the Debriefing,  and  a tunr of events  that lead us to , taking  advanatage of shore leave....we will be back aboard in the Morning...I suggest, you take some time  for elave as well...and perhaps, viist the Tech Labs of Fuji...there is a scientist ther e who works  with Drones a to delever payloads to targets...you might pick up some things, you can use in our labs , once we sail...otherwise...We will see you before  we cast off.

In reply to Kase,Emiko (msg # 123):

She immediately replyed to the com
I know your a busy man Admiral, look forward to receiving a gift when I see you in person. I'm certain youll be pleased. she then walked in the direction of the door.
after you Ensign.she said after stoping and guesturing justin to lead.

In reply to Emiko Tanaka (msg # 124):

Justin nodded in responce to the Lieutenants prompt. With a measured pace he lead the way from the lab through several passages, accessing a lift then moved through the cabin deck to Emiko's allocated room. Pausing he turned and faced Emiko Here you are Lieutenant Tanaka. he informed stepping aside to allow her entry.

In reply to Justin Kase (msg # 125):

Emiko entered her room. After about 10 minutes she left her room looking almost looking like a different person. She wore black boots that overlapped her blue jeans. Her blue jeans had a few holes which revieled red plad pajamas. The pants were held up by a purple belt with dull spikes on it.her T-shirt was compleatly black with a skull in the front, covered by an unzipped leather jacket. She walked out of her room shaking her head in an odd motion. This activated nano machines which gave her hair purple streaks and the appearance of purple lipstick and darker eyelashes.
So where to first Mr.Kase? I figured calling you this would be more appropriate since I'm off duty.

In reply to Emiko Tanaka (msg # 126):

Justin was surprised by the Professors appearance Wouldn't have taken you as a Neopunk; then again it does explain the sudden rise in student affiliation at Kyoto University for the past three years. Wouldn’t know if there are any onboard or even where they’d hang out. he thinks before taking his hand held from a shirt pocket and taping several keys. This starts a search of ESN crew affiliations, which he'd focusing on Neopunks. Ah here you go there’s a LsL [aka Leisure Larry], Purplerain, Deathwish and Xfactor, these frequent the back of Mrs Maconicals Emporium he informs then adds That’s on the Rec deck would you like to visit there first.

to Rec Deck -->>
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she shrugged at the question. sure. lets try and have some fun huh?
to rec dec---->

Emiko didnt even bother to change back into her labcoat as she wanted to get to work before she forgot a detail. She put on her one of a kind helmet which emited a blue light when turned on. computer initiate virtual construction mode. everything from her point of veiw became a 3d grid. She then picked a randam cube within the grid with her finger and began typing onto a screen that popped up next to the "cube". As she typed a speare appeared. It then turned into a genaric looking rifle. The rifle changed as she contined to type little by little.

  Some of the Lab Techs who were on Duty,  carried on with their  reseach...there were  Several  Drones  sitting on racks, different things being  worked on, for the delivery system of the  Newest ESN weapon

In reply to Emiko Tanaka (msg # 129):

She exited out of the code screen. She looked at the floating virtual rifle for a good minute. It had a very strange look to it. It contained meny elements of a plasma rifle such as the barral and most of the "receiver" parts however the stock had qualities of an older hard round rifle, a bull pup configuration magazine weld. She the held on to the rifle which acted as a real item to her. She tested how comfortable it was to hold. To the average onlooker she was holding an invisable pretend rifle if they had no idea her helmet gave her the ability to see it. She then look for an assistant in the lab, excuse me,  but where could i get some the supplies to create a plasma rifle and some absolute zero point liquid helium?

  The Tech  Looked up, and raised a  clear facemask. ..There  are some  refillable containers  at the back of the Lab..they are marked, if the Ceramic cap is  missing , it should be in the empty Rack....the Nozzles  for  refills are clearly  marked, and the Bottles  are colorcoded to the   Nozzle...don't mix them...as for Matierials,  Check through  the Red Door..that's where weapons  folks are working.

thank you.she said making her way to the weapons room. After collecting the supplies she needed she started to she started piecing parts togethers as she let a machine create specific parts she could not simply collect.

In reply to Emiko Tanaka (msg # 133):

   Garrat comes in rolling a cart with the heavy pulse rifle and the two remaining  munitions for the heavy rifle he used as a space marine.  He reads some manuels then leaves them open to key pages and starts imediatly with the guns.  His deft hands know their way around a bolt driver despite their size.  His work seems focussed on modifying the hand grips.
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In reply to Garrat Wolfrim (msg # 134):

 Hearing the request on the com Garrat immediatly put down his boat driver and stowed the equipment. "Crap."  He thought "I hadn't even gotten a notification on my room yet."  He was very aware of his uneven beard and hair in need of rebraiding.  Though his cloths were new and he'd probably had sonic showers, his leg was considered still healing when he walked with the Admiral just two hour's before so he hadn't been clearedfor wet showers yet.  [will change if Stefi says otherwise.] He checked directions and got under way at a trot. "At least the guy wasn't letting any grass grow."
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 Entering the   Tech LAb, walking through the doors looking down at a Vid Board, he sidesteps a Tech without really looking up, then  stops  by the entrance desk, he just says,..Dr Tanaka?

 the  SEC  woman at the desk Points  inside the LAbs, Hack enters, Looks around at the folks   bust working, moving  or writing on Greaseboards. He spots Emiko and Approaches her. He stands   there  for a second or two , until he is sure she is done ..'doing' what ever she was doing  and  clears his throat, Greetings , Dr. Tanaka?..I am Admiral HAck, Welcome  aboard the Hermes....I hope the... his  right hand  comes out  from behind his back, still holding the vid board  as he sweeps  it in the general direction of the LAbs,...labs are to your liking...I....have come to see what you have for us...we  are stopping  by Astra to aid the ground forces there, before our ...large  assault ....what do you have for us?....Dr. Largerson  has some of our new weapon agents, and wanted to try your  new delivery systems, before  we hit the  main objective?

She had just finish puting apart a rifle she had a machine build for her. The "magazine" had been left out of it. She politely bowed to the admiral. we meet at last admiral, ive always wanted to meet you ever since you were first mentioned on the news...please forgive my apparel, i was in need of a change of clothes ever since i got here she said looking down at here clothes realizing she looked somewhat out of place especially considering she was in front of admiral hack. well admiral what you see me holding is perhaps a more proficienct  plasma rifle. its a Prototype so i dont want to risk it blowing up in a combatants arms, it needs testing. the idea is the best possible cooling, liquid helium which can reach the lowest possible temperature in a liquid state which cool the rifle. it has the abilities to fire plasma so fast it seems like a stream. this is all theoretical of course as i have not properly test it

  The Admiral Bows  in return  a small smile  as he waves his  hand id dismissal of her  clothing,...we  did not bring you here to walk a runway...though?..You may  take a shot at  the Fuji spring show, if we are here for it...

  He  looked at the rifle and  nodded, his lips pursed in  thought.in....something like 38 hours...we will be sending Troops  down on Astra  to help clean up pockets of  Demon survivors..be a good  time to test it....

She pause for a moment to think about the proposal. mathematically it should work. I know from other peoples experience real combat is a different story. I would like to see how it holds up in combat but only volunteers who know the risks. if to much liquid heliem is ejected it could freeze the weapon, if not enough it could overheat or explode.
She then twitched her head in an od manner and raised her hand up with her palm up. A transparen "thing" climed up her leg to her opened palmed hand. The "thing" then dropped it cloak reviling itself as a six legged machine a diamater no larger than 3 inches. and this is "spy"-der 3.0. its moving parts are insulated with sound absorbing material. it can climb practically any surface and can clock. it can be remote controlled but I dare say its AI is superb. I originally wanted to test its clock by seeing you and seeing if your guards would see it but i didnt want to disturb you. you will be pleased with its ability for recon.she held it up as if it were a prized jewel she was showing off, she managed to hold back her smile.

  there was a bit of a snile as he Grossed  his arms. how many of those  do you have....Spencer  could use something like that on boarding  missions  we  could even give that a shake down, as we are going to be Hitting cities

 ..I will have Beth send Out  a COM message askign  for  Troops  who might wish to try the weapon.

Her smile could not be hidden now as her pride started to swell. Just this one. i my resources were quite limited before i came here. but consider the machine, blue print and AI coding yours. As for the new plasm rifle im a bit worried but with any luck it will be tweaked to its maximum capability after a feild test or two. Just remember it takes magazines containing liquid helium and one of the side effects if fired alot is a high pitched voice...I dont quite know how some troops may take this.
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  With a chuckle Hack shook his head,we'll just have to make re-breathers a part of the kit...even if they fail to take care of that end?...it won't last Much Longer then  sucking in an oversized bearth from a party balloon...

 he Motioned to  the  work station..he tapped into the  Computer  and  stated,Hack Here....clear Ms Tanaka for  rollout of her Plasma weapon, i want a few of them on Astra....if they work, we  begin production on the   CAp ships, and send the Info to Fuji and  the Detla Planets..Understood?

 a man's voice  came on over the COM...Already Down, Admiral...your Code has been cleared. Ms Tanaka has thw wheel, she can start driving when she's ready..out...

  HAck bowed slightly to  Emiko,..there you go...don't  worry about Numbers..if we can get 6 or a dozen out there, that will be  plenty..until then, I can Contact Spencer to look for Volunteers..

Thank you admiral. with any luck Ill have more supporting assets for you in the future. she bowed with a smile and immediately started creating copies of the plasma rifle.

..Carry on then  Doctor, and thank yuou...everything you can make, that  kills Demons and such faster..saves  more of our people.... He  Bowed  and  headed out the door....

emiko plased the rifle in a scanner. The scanner then activated a machine which molded with lazers a copy of the rifle. After about about an hour of waiting 12 copies were made.Assistant, i need these rifles taken to any vulanteer who wishes to try this weapon on the field ASAP. If anyone has a question my com is opened she then placed the rifles on a table next to a rather large box holding magazines containing the liquid helium coolent.
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-----> From Black Hangar

Xyran arrived at the labs and approached an empty work station and placed his weapons on the workbench before flipping through some of his blueprints he had two things he needed to do and that's to convert the *Death Machine* back into a standard assault rifle and make the Sanri plasma shotgun smaller to make it more efficient for someone of his stature.

He glanced a look at Emiko he hadn't seen her around here before but then again there was still a good bit of people he didn't know here in the labs and it could very well be one of those situations.

  3  men came into the Tech Lab some 10 minutes after the announcement. 2  MArines and one  sailor. The Sailor stood  at PArade rest and said,we're hear about the   rifle testing?

Non-Com Quarters ---> Tech Lab

Irina strode into the lab in civilian clothing. She took a moment looking around, before heading over to where Xyran was working. The small group around Dr. Tanka earned a curious glance as she walked past. "Hey," She said with a casual nod, her hands thrust into her pockets. "I was wondering if I could take you up on that offer to work some magic with a metal etcher? If you're not to busy of course."

Emiko finished a final inspection making sure each plasma rifle functioned correctly and the magazines making sure none leaked liquid helium. The sight of the green alien was new to her but she expected this much considering they were in space in a war that involved many races. The shotgun however caught her eye. Curiosity about the alien weapon had her attention for a few seconds. She was about ask about the shotgun but desided not to when a woman came in to speak to the alien. Her thoughts then went to her plasma rifle. She knew every weapon malfunctions but a malfuntion with plasma weapons could be catastrophic. echo, run a simulation of the  RFHC rifle prototype under various extreme environmental conditions. yes miss Tanaka. running simulation now.

In reply to Irina Tatyana (msg # 148):

Xyran stopped and turned when he heard Irina's voice, taking of his goggles before speaking, "For a friend i can always make time, what kind of work did you want me to preform?" he asked as he turned and prepared the metal etcher.

In reply to Xyran (msg # 150):

flexing to get things done before the exercise.  I should be on time for current events here

  Garrat returns with three beat up amo containers, one looks partialy blown open from the inside.  He starts carefully removing large 8' bullet like munitions and rubbernecks on the plasma riffles.  "What are those?"

In reply to Garrat Wolfrim (msg # 151):

your simulation is complete. failure rates are at a fraction of a percent.  Ill leave the exact numbers on my screen interface for you to view.before she could look at the simulation results her attention turned to a very muscular man with a machanical arm who asked her about her rifle.
this is the RFHC prototype. its a plasma rifle with a high rate of fire. the magazines you see there hold the rifles cooling agent of liquid helium. its the only element that can reach the coldest possible temperature in a liquid state making it perfect for the job. the tricky part programming the chip in the rifle to eject the right amount of helium to cool it and....
Miss Tanaka, you are monaloging. her wrist tablet interrupted her mid sentence.
sorry. im just a nervous and anxious to see how it does in a field test coming up.

In reply to Emiko Tanaka (msg # 152):

  "Wouldn't different temps and altitudes change how it reacts?  Tie it to a pressure indicator an see what happens.  Thats how we used it in our rail guns.  Are these Tesla or beam types?"

"Nothing complicated comrade," Irina said as she sat down at the table. "I just need it to say real across the fingers. Just like the old one. I'll pester you with more complicated requests once I sketch something out."

Irina had to suppress an urge to drool when she started to over hear snippets of Dr. Tanka's conversation. A new rifle that spat out beams of atoms so hot they couldn't be considered any of the three traditional states of matter. The Greek statue of a man standing next to the doctor barely registered in comparison to that. "Who's the chick with the new toy?" Irina asked.

Once he was finished preparing the etcher he carefully grabbed her metallic hand and set about adding the word *Real* across her fingers as she requested, it only took about a minute and the craftsmanship of the design was spot on perfect, "There that should do it" Xyran said as he put the etcher back down on the table.

"That girl i don't know who she is, never seen her around here before" Xyran said in response to her last question.

In reply to Garrat Wolfrim (msg # 153):

I did. it held up okay but ive spoke to a few soldiers and i know second hand not everything that looks good on paper works in the field. that and im a lot better with robotics and AI systems. last thing i want is for the rifle to explode in the users arms.she then picked up a rifle and gestired an offer for the strong man to look at it. please take a look. I could use all the criticism i can get.

"Hmmm, your expelling the liquid helium rather than recycling it?  That does cut down the size greatly but decreases it's use in long campaigns." He points out the emission vents "If you angle these forward there's less chance of over exposure to helium to the operator but the fact that you expel the helium at all may be your problem."
   Are ya relyin on the pacific heat of the helium to maintain it's temp or do ya cool it in storage.  Also if your gravity feeding it an not pressure feedin it your cgonna get unstable results.  That and the tank pressures' gonna be jumpin around so you have to compensate for that, an did your wrist tablet just bitch at ya back there?"

Farthen walks in to the lab after deciding that his time could be put to better use than to sit on his arse all day doing didilly squat. "Oh hey Garret wacha looking at there. Looks somewhat like a helium based weapon of some kind. He then turns to the sciencey looking lady. "Do you by change has any mico charges and bio scanners nearby at the moment?"

After having examined it closely Garrat looks up and says in a chipmunk voice "What gives you that Idea?"

Farthen chuckles and grins "I over heard you guys talking about so it was pretty easy to figure out. That and there is a canister marked "Liquid He" on it."

In reply to Farthen Menderas the 4th (msg # 160):
Actually its just the coolent. It how ever can fire plasma so fast it will seem like a stream of plasma she then turned to who she now figured out was garrat thanks to the man who said his name asking him about her weapon.well i initially wanted to do that and add a lot more bells and whistles but helium must be kept in a certain condition to remain at absolute zero and in a liquid state. recycling it would be a ad more moving parts, and one kink could equal a catastrophic failure. not to mention it would make the rifle a lot more bulky. it was hard enough figuring out the right amount of coolent to be eject at the right time, or at least it was the magic number within a lab setting.

As Xyran worked Irina was content to sit there flicking her lighter on, and off. The etcher against the metal of her hand was a little painful. It was very nearly the kind of pain that a proper tattoo gun brought. Almost. Like everything else with that hand it felt dull, and far off. It was like there was a glove on her hand she could never take off. Still it was enough that she had to make an effort to keep any hint of it off her face.

When Xyran finally finished she held her hand close, and examined the work in detail. "спасибо Comrade," Irina said. There was a pause as she kissed first *real,* then *pain.* "It's nice to have this put right. Again you have my thanks. Anyway I thought I heard something about plasma from that group. I'm think I'm going to go take a look see." With quick wink, and stood up.

"You weren't the only one to over hear some of that conversation," Irina said as she strode over to the group. She stuck out her newly engraved cybernetic hand to the doctor, "Corporal Tatyana ma'am. A pleasure to meet you. Since you all seemed to be butting in I thought I would join the party. Forget all the other questions. This is the most important one: Have you actually shot it yet?"

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Garrat scratches his head " Actually, You may be overcomplicatin it."
   "It just requires a better base design, Your already dealing with huge amounts of juice runnin through supercooled magnets, your just usin the helium to regulate the temp fluctuations."
    "The intense magnetic field it makes can be used to pull in all the electrons that make up the heat.  The heatin an coolin can be ordered in different parts to create their own convective current stimulated by density change caused by the temperature change."

    He shakes his head, ""I can kinda see how it would work, but weaponizin it's design  will take a really good processor, like an AI or somethin."  He glances at her wrist, a mild smile on his face. "it might be even more compact than this design. but you might need better heatsheildin.  Got any insulant type metals?"
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Hunter decides to see what his friends are up to.
and uses his coms
" Xyran , Iriana you any where about and feel like spending time together"

Xyran sends a com message back to hunter 'Sure i'm almost done here in the tech labs getting my equipment in order... so where do you wanna meet?'

 Hunter laughs "your choice friend as to where we meet and what we get up to."
"I just want to use up some time"

Hunter waits as his com goes off again the calls Xyran back, "sounds like I got elected"! Sgt Major wants my presence"
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'Meet me at the pulse club in one hour'

Xyran then called over an assistant to aid him in getting the Sanri shotgun cut down to fit his size, he had to get this done within the hour and the clock was now ticking.
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Irina stepped away form the table for a moment to answer the Comm message with one of her own. "Sorry Hunter I found someone with an experimental plasma rifle. I absolutely have to convince her to let me pull the trigger at least once."

Irina pulled out a cigarette, and her engraved lighter as she stepped back to where she had been a few moments earlier. She muttered quietly to herself when her first clumsy flick failed to produce a flame. Clearly focusing more carefully on the motions of her hand made a second, successful, attempt. Drawing the smoke deep into her lungs she stood their looking between the two talking heads. She was pretty sure she got the jist of what they where talking about, but the specifics went right over her head. After a few moments of listening she finally interjected, "Look plasma generator design is way over my head. So far be it for me to tell you how to do your job. I've picked up a few things during my time in the core though. One of them is you can either shit, or you get off the can. If that rifle still needs it's insides mess around with. Keep messing around. If you're looking to stress test it thought. Well lets just say I know a thing, or two about guns, combat, and breaking stuff. That, and a marine is always happier to find a problem with a weapon on the rifle range than in the middle of combat."

In reply to Irina Tatyana (msg # 168):

Garrat raises an eye at Irina, "She seems to have gotten the info in on how they're shootin but I'm good fer testin myself. What's the most important thing to you about a weapon in the field?"

nice to meet you tatyana. To answer you first question, i have fired it. Of course this was here in the lab where i could not stress test it and i seems to function right. she then turned to who she thought of as the techno vicking until she figured out his name. well its possible. id probably have to add a back pack attachment to get it the way i want it though. I would not want to give up the comfort and easy feel of the rifle.

She then made sure to face both the "techno vicking" and irina. by all means. push the limits.she placed a box of coolent mags in front of them and handed irina a rifle.

  " Size is always a problem, an most of our stuff is much bigger than yours.  Names Garrat,  an yours?"

Irina takes a moment to look Garrat over. If anything from the mans wounds, muscles, or height surprise her she keeps it from reaching her face. Craning her neck back more then usual she looks him right in the eyes. "I'm Russian," Irina says playing up her accent up a little, "We like things simple, and deadly. Simple is good. It's more reliable, easier to fix, and easier to make. While deadly, well deadly is always good." At that she flashes Garrat a smile befitting a wolf.

When Dr. Tanaka offered Irina the rifle she took it with same care, and love as if it where her own child. "Oooh you are one naughty girl aren't you," The Russian said in a sultry tone as she ran a hand across the casing. Still not taking her eyes off the weapon Irina turned to Tanka, and asked, "Is there a range in here, or did you head up to the rifle range?"

In reply to Irina Tatyana (msg # 172):

" Simple is good when you're building your own weapons "  Garrat says placing his "side arm " on the table.   "But ya gotta be able to service what your issued, an I've had to field strip more than one plasma rifles in my day.  I don't know much beyond the basics parts, but that's enough for a long campaign."

Tanaka pointed to an empty space with a table and a block of damaged material, on the other end was a stand with meny clamps. ive been using that over there. however with the clamp i could not miss the target. im sure the block can take a few more hits im not trying to put your marksmanship in question but if if you miss you could damage lab equipment. she then looked at garret.
and to answer your other question yes, I want to see how it fairs in the field. thats the best test for the rifle.
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In reply to Emiko Tanaka (msg # 174):

"Well it ain't quite ready for that just yet.  If you want I can..."  he looks down at his communicator "Damn  Evols are startin early" Ha quickly stows his project, sets his crutch with it and jogs as best he can to the hanger.

After finishing his weapon upgrades for the death machine he walks over with his weapon in hand, "Irina if your serious about firing the thing, and ill start the labs test range" he could very well test one of them if he choose but in all honesty he wasn't really interested.
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"You bet your green ass I'm serious," Irina said just before her watch began beeping. She leveled a murderous gaze at the time piece. "It's going to have to be quick though. I have places I need to be soon."

Irina followed Xyran to the labs range. After a few minutes setting up she was knelling rifling in hand. Lining up the sights on the metal plate down range she gently squeezed the trigger. A brilliant beam of light sprang out of the barrel. It was so bright Irina found herself blinking away tears. Her arms, bare to expose her ink, stung from the heat. Any doubts about the weapons power where swept aside when the beam struck the plate. The plate began to turned red, and sparks flew. While tiny rivulets of molten metal dripped to the floor. Irina finally let off the trigger. Despite the hiss of helium venting the gun had grown noticeably warmer.

"Oooh, I have got to get me one of these," Irina said with a giant grin. "You're going to have to issue some sun glasses to go with that thing though. I can still see the after image of that beam. Extra water would probably be a good idea too. Thing runs hotter than even a heavy pulse rifle." Glancing down at her watch she grimaced. "Well I would love to stay, and help you test this thing some more. I'm afraid I really do have to run. Until we meet again doctor." With that Irina tenderly returned the prototype to the doctor, and turned to leave.
Tech Lab ---> Smaller  Actions

Xyran watched the results with interest before heading in to clean up Irina's mess, once finished he resets the range for three demon size targets to ping up and prepares the improved *death machine* to fire.

The target's ping up and Xyran begins to unload the entire 100 round energy cell between each and everyone of them and once out of charge he flips on his plasma shotgun attachment and fires off two quick bursts at the heavily armored target, during the shotguns cool down however he let the weapon fall to his side supported by the carrying strap and pulled out both of his Mull six barrel handguns from his shoulder holster and unloaded the entire 6 shot clip into the heads of the two lesser armored targets.

As he turned away from the smoldering remains of what was three demon dummie targets another human sized one popped up.

Xyran out of reflex when he heard the target ping up spun around and flung his combat knife all in one fluid motion across the range directly into the throat of the human size target.

Emiko nodded in approval as tatyana fired her weapon. However xyrans action were that of a bad ass. She could only stand in awe at his actions.

 As the smoke  Cleared , one of the older Tech-mates Turned on the vents.  The Younger one said,...geeeezzzz....

 The older   one shrugged  as  he started to clean the area outside the shooting..that, he was leaving  for XY.  He  said to the younger man,..yep..makes  alot  of noice...and damn good against Dummies....don't think  you'll see many Demons , just standing there  though...

Now that the tech lab cleared out some she began doing some paperwork on her spy-der drone, which she commanded to come to the desk she used.well little guy. you are now the property of the ESN.as she sent the work via echo her tablet despite the irony that the paperwork was paperless.she then turned the small robotic spider  off and placed it in a box with matching lable. She then put the box in storage for anyones use and left the lab. to rec deck-->
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Xyran reloaded all his weapons and looked around, noticing no one else was in the area... sighing he packed up the death machine and brought it back to the QM he then headed back to his room to change into something nice then from there he made his way down to the Pulse club.

-------> The Pulse

from officers quarters-->
Emiko woke up from a long slumber. She laid in bed for about a half hour before even sitting up to get her day started. She hated waking up in the morning though there was no such thing in space. She put on her lab uniform and headed to the tech lab with herbal tea in hand and an irritated sleepy look on her face. She sat down at an open desk and began to pretend to read paperwork as she sipped her tea.

after a while she slowly came back to life. She eventually put her computer/helmet on. computer activate virtual blueprint mode.the program was running but she didnt know where to start. She typed in some basic code but the simulation didnt show anything.

Emiko continued to type in code. A 6 foot humaniod began to shape up. The more code she added, the more detailed the humaniod got. She then opened up a second window showing a 3d schematic of the current missile size drone next to the schematics of her spy-der drone.

 There is  a clearing of the throat behind  her. A fellow in a Lab coat smiles  when she turned,..Hello Doctor?..We had a Message in the Labs  about you working on the Drones?..I was supposed to come ehre and ask if you wanted us to being one  over for you to play with?

In reply to Emiko (msg # 186):

She continued to add code to both windows,more so with the humanoid machine since it was made from the ground up. sure thing. i will have to get it eventually

In reply to Emiko Tanaka (msg # 187):

Emiko was now in the final stages of the humanoids machines blueprint, mainly adding detection devices such as thermal vision, sonar detecter ect. The humanoids head resembled that of a human skull with the exeption of a tube in its mouth which led to a tank in the torso,a flame thrower would be noticed to even the most basic engineers. The torso was simply reinforced with armor. The arms were basic with the exeption of the hands which mirrored a humans. The legs bent in the same manner as a hamans but the shin and calfs had treads so the machine could get on its knees and roll.

The drone was a different story. Incorperating the spy-der drones cloaking technology was not an easy task. Not only that but hiding its heat signature and other indications of its presance was slow tedious work with lots of simulated trial and error with different divices on and off including the cloak.

emiko uploaded the blueprints onto a machine to build each part of the humaniod machine. She then retrieved a standard drone with the help of the assistant. She then began installing the spy-der drones cloaking device.

installing the cloaking device was a slow process. Everything had to be put in a specific place. To work properly and to make room for anti-detection devices. Then testing pointed out that it was not perfect but compared to the other drones it was far more stealthy.

 one  of the  TECHs  came over  as she worked,...how many of those  will you be  able  to make use of, for Astra...I am assuming   The Admiral wants to use that as a Test...

In reply to Emiko (msg # 191):

The drone on the table looked to be made of water,transparent but not invisible. maybe 2 or 3 if i had 24 hours. perhaps more if i gave instructions to a machine. she replyed keeping most of her attention to the drone.

  The Tech, Picked up a  Vid Board  and tapped a few things out,well Ma'am?..You'll be lucky to get that...the 12  hour  clock is about 7 hours  away from chiming.....Maybe?..If you can get  at least 2...to use on Astra...You'll have  another  24 hours  before  we reach our  MAin Objective...wherever the  9 hells, that is...

she nodded and continued working.7 hours huh, im going to loose some sleep but ill see to it that its done. she then continued to work on the drone. She knew she would be tired of the lab by the time she was done but she knew what she was in for when requesting the job, loosing a little sleep could potentially save lives so she put everything she had into finishing the drone and making an exact duplicate.

  The Tech watched  her  for a Moment then added,Ma'am?...we have a few  folks  around here  who's  job it is to help you?...Just  let us know...

Tanaka checkled to herself. I keep forgetting i have people to help. didnt quite have the same resources back on earth. by all means ill take all the help i can get. she the went right back to the drone. Her parts for the humaniod machine were finished a few minutes later but she simply put them on a spare table and focused on the drones. The first drone was finished soon after. The second drone only took hours thanks to the team and the lessons learned from the first drone.

The drones were now complete All she had to do was turn them in. With the help of tech team she had the drones put on carts and pushed to the hanger. good work everyone. i could not do any of this without your help. she then politely bowed then left the tech room accompaning the drones. to hanger -->

In reply to Emiko Tanaka (msg # 197):

  Shortyl bafore she leaves, Garrat comes in in full body armor with his helmet under his arm and a heavy pulse rifle on a strap over his shoulder. "Did you manage to make a field version of that plasma rifle for Astra?"

In reply to Garrat Wolfrim (msg # 198):

Before she left the room she promply replyed.
yes. I had them distributed. there should be a few in the armory with all the other gear.

In reply to Emiko Tanaka (msg # 199):

Garrat nods "Thanx, I brought my Gauss Rifle in for you to look at earlier but you seemed busy with your spider droids.  I pitched in with your techs but I only had a little time."  he knocked on his armor "gettin fitted for armor when your my size ain't no picnic, an I had to grab some shut eye before I hit the sand.  If you have a little time after the planet is secure, I ejected my antimatter cores just before my crash there and it might be nice to retrieve them.  Would you like to help me look 'em up?"

In reply to Garrat Wolfrim (msg # 200):

sure, I would not mind getting a look at it in the process.
she then gave a nod as she rushed out the door.

In reply to Emiko Tanaka (msg # 201):

I sure hope so.  I know the basics on them but I need help getting them working after they purged.  By the way, I hope you don't mind.  I threw together one of your spiders with minimum bells and whistles in case I need something like it down there.It's funny,  I have both a good an a bad feeling about this operation.   Well I better go track down a plasma rifle.   Call on ya when I have time. " He looks at the robot she's making and smiles. "If you have time latter swing by the QM and take a look at my gear.  I think you'll find it interesting. "
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After a long randam walk in an attempt to be rid of her concern she made it back to the lab. She took a seat at a desk and began reviewing blueprints of her latest creations, though it was to late for any changes to be made.

After a while curiosity wast starting to creep onto her. How was her prototypes preforming? She hesitated to go to the war room to find negitive results but she could not help but wonder. She toyed around the idea of going to the war room to see the results if any.

In reply to Emiko Tanaka (msg # 204):

Curiosity finally got the best of her. She made her way to the hanger.

Garrat shows up and talks to one of the technicians there.  "Whose permission do I need to use this labs resources to do extensive modification on my pulse riffle?"

  Lab Coats are everywhere, as well as some Laborers who are lifting, setting things  up...hauling away failed experiments .

   A fellow with  a Vidboard  See  Garrat, his  eyes  searching for a name tag,...depends  what you want to do, Sir. The QM needs to ok weapons... Tech experiments  need to be cleared through the Commander.

In reply to Garrat (msg # 207):

Garrat nods "Thanx," and immediatly callss out to the QM over the com. "Sir, I want to modify my pulse riffle to have a twelve guage shot gun attachment and the folks at he tech lad require your permission to let me use their facilities.  May I have it?"

..QM  here...yeah..but  make sure you don't  strip down more then two working  weapons ta do it...I like  us to have a ready supply of  workin' guns..

In reply to Garrat (msg # 209):

  "I can fabricate fire arms, it's energy weapons I have a lousy time with buildin from the ground up. Speakin of which, A" he gives a long explaination that gets translated as "zip line" "would've been a big help on the last mission.  Ya got anythin to launch those or do I need to hit the drawin board?"

In reply to Garrat Wolfrim (msg # 210):

 Garrat Waits for the quartermaster to respond

 ...all we have is LAunchers  for Grapples...Energy weapons?.. we have  Pulse Guns, and the Doc's beem working on Plasma Guns...Techs  are working on those Plasma grenades...

In reply to Garrat Wolfrim (msg # 211):

" Sounds like I better come up with somethin there.  I get the feeling we're going to have a lot more smash and grab in the future." Garrat thinks a moment. "I'll bring  you a plan for your approval latter."  He turns to the tech. If he is still looking for my tag I ID myself as Sargent Wolfrim.  "I understand I may still be on unknown status but I need a tablet with a good 3-D design program on it with schematics for my pulse rifle, as well as schematics for a pump action shut gun, and a clip loaded automatic...both twelve guage.  I will submit any equipment I'm using to inspection on a daily bases.  I'm sure you have techs that can make sure I ain't up to anything nepharious."
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In reply to Garrat Wolfrim (msg # 213):

 Accepting the tablate when was brought to him, Garrat thanked the tech and wandered off to the flight deck to look at the stars a bit before turning in.

-----> From Med Lab

After his extended visit in the Med Lab getting treated he made his way down to the tech lab to put in a few more hours of work. Upon walking in he gives Alfred a small wave and moves to a empty work station and turns to the tech next to him, "It's been one hell of a week i tell you, getting spiked in the chest by EDT and now the docs are telling me that im getting younger by the hour... its just crazy stuff" Xyran then pulled out his Mull six barreled handgun and contemplated how he could improve on it or how he could build more.

  Afred came pover in a bit. Looking at the Mull pistol,..You know? Those  are great for people who can't shoot straight...  he grins

 ..You look a little better then the last time you were here?, Must have taken good care of you in the Med-Tech  Lab

Xyran stops and crosses his arms as he looks at Alfred and chuckles, "And i assume you have a better compact hard hitting handgun that won't break my wrist due to insane recoil when its fired quickly from its holster?" he asked the Mull Six barrel was more or less a compact pulse shotgun in pistol form.

 Alfred shakes his head,,,don't look at me. I just build the stuff, its up to the others to use them...My sidearm is  a Pulse gun.

Xyran then looked over back to the pistol then to Alfred, "Its more or less a one hitter quitter on most demons and EDT, easy to draw from the holster and fire in one swift motion... that aside however what new gadgets have you been working on here in the labs?"

QMs Lockers ---> Tech Lab

Irina strode into the lab casting her gaze around for a moment before focusing on a nearby tech. "Excuse me comrade. Have you seen Xyran around here lately?" The feisty bomb tech asked impatiently tapping with one foot.

 The Fellow in the lab Coat thought  for a Moment,..I think he went to check on some tests at the Med Lab. At least that is where  i thought he  was going...I am assuming he'd be back here soon, he was working at that station over there...  he points.

 ..be  quicker to COM him..no?

Xyran came around the corner just as the tech finished speaking, "That wont be necessary" he says in response to the tech.

Xyran then turns his head to Irina the first thing new was that he looked much younger probably 9-10 years younger then the last time they saw each other, "Hello there friend what can i do for you?" He asked a small smile on his face.

 The Lab Coat fellow , nodded with a smiel and   went back to where he was going.

  there were folks working in the labs, but the  work did not seem as  intense, as it was  on the way to  fight the demons.

Irina did a bit of a double take at the sight of Xyran. "What is going on with you comrade?" She asked, "Are you in the process of molting, or something? This pick, and choose shit with your age is messing with my head." Irina frowns, and gives the Ranger a concerned look. She hesitates for a moment before adding, "It's nothing serious is it?"

After a few "Anyway I wanted to see if that offer to do more tattoos for my hand was still open. I finally got around to nailing down what I want etched into the metal." With that she pulls a piece of paper out of her back pocket, and unfolds it. The image that is revealed is one of the Eagle form the ESN marine core symbol. It's wings are flung wide. Beneath it is the Verg. Battered, and on the edge of breaking in two. Each end of the ship is gripped tightly in the eagles claws. The date of the battle is inscribed in a half circle below the drawing, while in a half circle above it are the words Бой Хардер.

Xyran crosses his arms, "According to the doctors im actually getting younger due to all the angel medicine they pumped me back on the blue moon... to be honest ive never felt better I feel like im back in my prime again"

Xyran then requested the piece of paper to look at, "This wont be a problem aside from the time frame, it seems like were going back to Astra to finish the job once and for all"

In reply to Xyran (msg # 225):

Garrat came from another part of the tech lab where he had been lazer casting the components for the big shot.  He had two Occui assault pulse riffles and was moding them to work like single handed carbines.  He'd restructured the grips And trigger mechanism to his hands and asked Xyran's help in shortening the barrel length.

"Well I'm glad to hear you are doing better. I can tell you we where all worried when you took that last round. Now then we better get started comrade. I would hate to hit Astra without something to commemorate our last visit," Irina said as she gave Xyran a pat on the shoulder. "Come on you can tell me about your daughter while you work. I'm sure you two have had a lot of catching up on."

When Garrat heard the count down start, he called Ajax on the com.  "Better wind up so we can get them up here, smoothed, coated, greased, and assembled.  Looks like this gun is gonna be tested in the field."

In reply to Irina Tatyana (msg # 227):

Xyran turned his head to Garrat that requested his assistance with some task, "You will have to wait a bit Garrat im currently preoccupied"

Xyran then grabbed the etcher and the other materials he would need for the project then grabbed her mechanical hand and started working looking periodically from the arm to the picture to make sure everything was correct, "To be honest we haven't really spoken all that much she has been pretty busy with her projects... however if you have questions ill do my best to answer them"
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Irina looked mildly stun, and just stood their blinking at Xyran for a moment. "Oh well," she said as she shoved her hands into her pockets. "I just figure the way you had been talking about her. That you would have made it more of a priority to catch up with each other." The demolition expert hesitated for a moment before adding, "We're going to be making planet fall in, what, 30 hours. The last time you went out you almost died comrade. I know it can be hard to face that, but you can't afford to take this lightly." She said clenching her right hand.

Before Irina could say anything else her comm beeped. Looking down at it Irina muttered, "Дерьмо." Her features soured, and she turned to leave. "Somethings come up. I have to go. We'll pick this up later."

Tech Lab ---> Sec Office

In reply to Xyran (msg # 229):

Garrat nods, "At your convenience sir." he then checks to find some of the pieces are done.
  He starts a plasma nitriding process on them, probably a modern version of the tenifer treatment process that seemed strangely familiar to him when he looked it up.

    (Techy talk for using technology to more than double the surface strength of the already superior angel steel, and making it far better at resisting heat and chemicals.)

   Garrat is used to working quickly and efficiently in a way most cannot achieve but he trades it in for quality.  This gun will not fail to workmanship.  He'd already had the tech decks engineering program virtual fire it thousands of times and had it all calculated down to the microb level of the lubricant while maintaining a robust battle hardiness that can take hits without jamming.

  When Ajax arrives he discusses the load out.
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When Irina left the room Xyran sighed heavily, 'Damn your right... i need to go talk to her' He then asked a tech to go and assist Garrat on his behalf Xyran had a new task that took priority.

With that he heads on out to find his daughter.

----> To Hanger Dec

In reply to Garrat Wolfrim (msg # 231):

(Flex time)
Ajax enters the Lab and looks around for his big Viking friend:
"Hey Garrat! Sorry I got caught running around on other projects, I think I met myself in the hall on the way here! ...How is it going on the "Big Shot"?

Ajax listened as Garrat explained his high-tech Viking metal-finishing process on the big gun.
"Hmmm I see... That's a fine looking barrel there! ... You really have fancied it up big guy! I would have just used plain old balistic steel...
I imagine that should handle a lot more chamber pressure than what I had in mind."

Ajax turned to the Tech Xyran had assigned to Garrat: "NOW how do we go about constructing some Cannister rounds for this little baby? I need 2 gallon shot shells of 8 inch diameter, ...well wait lets measure the breach again just to be sure."

In reply to Ajax Benjamin Rush. (msg # 234):

   "Actually the barrel is bullistic steel.  This hardening process has been around for your people since your 20th century, this is simply the refined version of it.  It makes the reloading system smoother, less likely to jam an significantly decreases the wear and tear on a gun this size."
   "Now I've started production on three munitions. The system can feed two dozen shots of your standard shells plus four each of two types of specialty shells but they require manual cocking from your arm.  I took the liberty of making a large exploding fragmentation shell and am finishing a simple bug BBQ shell that spirals down the tunnels spraying flame thrower gel along the walls and everything unfortunate enough to be there.  It's assembly time.  Let's get this puppy together."
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In reply to Garrat Wolfrim (msg # 235):

"Oh you guys already have the Shells started! GREAT! Our time is getting short..."

"Uuhh... Bug BBQ Shell? ...DAMN that sounds great!"
Ajax smiled as he stretched his broad shoulders and stifled a yawn, then reached for the Gunsmithing tools.
Ajax continued talking as he began working: "I've got a batch of 4-sider shot being poured about now in the Foundry,
so we can get those basic shells done soon I believe."

"Have you calculated the powder charge these BBQ shells need? ...We using a slower burning powder charge do ya think? They don't need much velocity..."

  two Techs   looked at each and   smiled as Garrat spoke of a spiraling Shell that spewed  Flamethrower Gel. They Took of they aprons as they chuckled and ehaded out the door to grab some supper.

In reply to Ajax Benjamin Rush. (msg # 236):

Garrat looks after the techs with an odd expression.  "Actually, using a shot gun barrel without rifling I needed to put twisting grooves along the sides of the shell in order to use the escaping gases to give it a spin.  This already drops the anticipated mach numbers of 1.75 by .25 to .40.  The super heated gas however ignites magnesium strips in the gas groves.  As these burn off they unplug holes in the side and the centrifugal force of the spin does the rest.  The gel starts spewin out about thirty meters out and continues for another hundred meters or so before runnin out and dropping off.

Ajax replied while preparing another cannister round: "It sounds great big guy, I hope it works! ...In the field and under fire is a helluva way to field test these new rounds isn't it!"
He chuckles, not seeming overly concerned about potential mishaps, it being difficult to screw up a low-pressure smooth-bore cannon, a venerable balistic model tried and tested for well over 200 years. The BBQ round might fail to spin or fail to ignite or even fail to eject its fuel, but was highly unlikely to fail to fire. modern flashless powder is as reliable as gunpowder has ever been.

Feeling his stomach growling, Ajax continued assembling Big Shot Cannister Shells and priming them with carefully measured propellent charges. He could grab something to eat later.

Garrat was likewise assembling the BBQ rounds.

The Big Shot would have ammo... He hoped they could get it assembled and mounted on Liberty's arm before Pre-game.

When the Techs got back from their Supper he would have them assemble the big magna-clamp mounting for his "Door Knocker" cooling in the Foundry.
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In reply to Ajax Benjamin Rush. (msg # 240):

Actually Garrat was assembling the big shot it's self.  The gun was last self loading as it recoiled so there were a lot of moving parts. The whole rig was shoulder mounted for now, and the  special munitions were loaded the into the chamber using a sliding grip rather than the pump action on smaller civilian models and were toggled with a slide.   bolt.
  (My description of the BBQ round may change as I'm in negotiations with the GM on  them)

In reply to Garrat Wolfrim (msg # 241):

Ajax hurriedly finished his first dozen cannisters and then got up from the workbench to admire the first "Big Shot" on the work table.

It was different from his original simple design, but certainly improved if everything worked.

Ajax grinned at Garrat: "So when can we test fire this bad boy?"

Ajax looked away from Garrat as he received a COM from Mitch in the Foundry:
Shot are finished and cut off stems. Crate is on the way to Tech lab.

"Excellent! I can get the basic Big Shot rounds done right away.
How many of the High Explosive Shells will you have Garrat?"

In reply to Ajax Benjamin Rush. (msg # 243):

"Four" says Garrat distractedly. "You don't have room for more in your munitions feed system, and we can't test those or the barbeque rounds on board." He looks up.  " we have a deadline on the cannon not the munitions so could we focus a little here? Big shot needs installation and I need to get some shut eye and my gear ready.  Not all of us can just strap in and go ya know." He holds his forehead.  "Sorry, my rep as an engineer is riding on this thing and I still have to finish my cambat gear."

In reply to Garrat Wolfrim (msg # 244):

Ajax looked a bit surprised "Ok... Sure thing man. I get carried away when i'm working on munitions!"
He felt a little guilty taking up so much of Garrats time.
"Lets get the Big Shot mounted on a carriage to test it and then I can help you with whatever you need.
You know where things are around here, ...where can we fire this baby?"

In reply to Ajax Benjamin Rush. (msg # 245):

To my knowledge there is nowhere on board to test a weapon designed to do this kind of damage. Might ask some techi if he has any ideas on that.

In reply to Garrat Wolfrim (msg # 246):

   "Okay folks."  Garrat says to no one in particular as he walks on to the deck, "Time to take this to the next level."  He plugs in his design pad and sends the specks for the heavy munitions clip to the 3-D printer.  He boots up his twelve gauge 8" munitions files and makes refinements on the molds for the slugs, titanium tipped fragmentation grenade, heavy shot munitions with four sided pellets, makeshift "bean bag" rounds [tough synthetic canvas and ball bearings], yellow smoke flares [he heard what sec did in the rec deck and got a kick out of it] and sets them to printing.

     While waiting he installs the springs in the clips then starts hashing out a plan for tranq darts.  Once he has the molds for the casings and in most instances the bullets themselves [the bean bag is held together in a bullet shape by a plastic or wax like substance that cracks of when a small powder charge spreads the four arms out just after firing.  This requires it's own mold.]

     Once he has what he needs Garrat puts the necessary molds on a cart and wheels them down to the foundry.
   The process taking about an hour and a half.
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  As he  enters the  Tech Lab, he notes  a skeleton crew. The others have   left for the Rec Dec. or their  quarters as the 'all Clear ' was sounded.

  He can work on (2) of the projects right now. it will take  a lot of time until his   specs  clear the Tech Lab's SEC routine

--From Non-Com Qtrs.-->

"Whoa. Found it on the first try."

It was about time something worked out for him in that regard.

In reply to Zolman (msg # 249):

It is a inventors paradise, Garrat had called ahead and asked real nicely for you to have clearance. His spider is in a plastic container on a work bench waiting for Zolman.  The current schematics and original ones are available on a data pad.  The origonal was very, very high tech beyond Zolmans abilities.  This is just a wall climbing four legged spider with a camera and sound and an electro magnet on it's belly.
   "First I need you to configure the controls through the data pad so you can run it easily"

That barely took longer to do than it had taken Wolfrim to describe. Setting up a shell for the control app was literally child's play to Zolman. Cloning the control system into the shell was no difficult matter, either. Three taps and a progress bar.

Programming a digital interface to match the analog system was the hardest part, but that didn't really make it hard.

"Next?"

Zolman rarely sounded quite so confident, but now they were in his wheelhouse.

In reply to Zolman (msg # 251):

[Acually you misread.  The system is ready to go, you just needed to cinfugurethe controls to omthing your comfortable with.

  "Excellent.  We have limited room on the shuttle so I will need you to quickly build a antenae so you can use a net/com conection to remotely operate the robot.  You will also need to build some repeaters to boost the signal in case we go out of range.  I will carry one on me and drop the other repeaters where you tell me to.  I will also need you to set it up so you can send me images from the bot and give me a heads up on anything you see.  Tell me when your ready for the next instructions

"Signal repeaters?" Zolman asked. "How do we not have a box full of those on a shelf somewhere already?"

He shrugged. Those were simplicity as well: antennae and micro-transmitters.

"How much territory do you think you'll need to cover? That'll give me some idea of how many of these you'll need?"

In reply to Zolman (msg # 253):

   "Most of the equipment in that lab is geared for minor modification of existing combat gear.  Most soldiers couldn't use it.  If I knew the details, I probably wouldn't be able to tell them to you.  Just make a larger stronger repeater for me to carry in my gear if I go.  The smaller ones need to be able to be carried by the spider or placed in descrete places by hum-int.

"What you're asking won't accomplish anything," Zolman said, pointing to the four-legged 'spider'. "If you're talking about daisy-chaining multiple repeaters over a long distance, the chain is only as powerful as the weakest re-transmitted signal. So as long as one of your spider-portable repeaters is in the chain, that's your power limitation. Period.

"Best thing I could suggest is just carry more of the same spider-droppings, and make sure you leave a tight enough trail."

In reply to Zolman (msg # 255):

   "I ain't talking about what information is going through, I'm talking about having the ship signal to me, me go to the smaller repeaters placed around the compound, so that the spider is close enough to a repeater to signal at all times. The size is about range, not information.  We don't have time to waste.   Now the person who built these was heavy into AI units so her CPU's can do alot but she was the only one who knew how to use them.  Still, There is a return to operator command that will let it act on it's own to come to me and a point to point where you tell it to go to a given point and it does so.  We'll talk about how it can be improved after this mission." He sighs, "I would rather have it using it's carrying capacity to place small cameras rather than lugging around repeaters.  You also need practice time to make this critter your own cause your gonna be the one runnin it."

"I'm not talking about bandwidth, I'm talking about signal strength," Zolman replied. The viking was some sort of engineer, that was obvious... just apparently not the good sort. "Power basically equals distance. The smaller units don't have much power to them. Daisy-chaining a lot of them will work, with a little degradation.

"If you stick more powerful units into that chain, you just lose that extra signal strength when you stuff that signal back through a smaller unit with less power.

"Sorry, big guy. I didn't invent the laws of physics. I just have to follow them."

In reply to Zolman (msg # 257):

"Ya don't have to follow them boy, you make them follow you.  Between the ship and our field unit there's likely to be...interference.  I need a heavy signal to cut through it.  In the place we will be scouting....well I'm not counting on signals to be able to go through from just any direction so we need transmitters from several directions.  Shifting from heavy signal to light is easy when you change the stroutsheim...damn, that didn't translate, just have the field unit broadcast to the satelite units on a different frequency at the right power level.   Does that make sense or did I choose the wrong techy for this project?  If we don't make this work, it will endanger lives?"

"A repeater doesn't make a heavy signal. It catches a light signal and rebroadcasts it a little bit further, where another repeater does the same, and so on."

Zolman rolled his eyes. Wolfrim had started speaking in tongues. And that bit about 'make the laws of physics follow him' was the sort of macho bullshit that generally wound up getting people cybernetic replacement parts. Maybe Wolfrim was in the market for another upgrade?

"The stronger a signal, the easier it is for an enemy to detect. I've been informed that generally a bad thing. Thus, repeaters are deliberately designed to stay below a detection threshold, in order to avoid detection.

"If the weaker repeaters aren't strong enough for the job, the easiest way to compensate is to just use more of them over shorter hops, rather than trying to redesign the hardware in the last half hour before a mission.

"And if you're sure there's a safe zone outside of a detection radius, then you can rig a more powerful repeater at the end of the chain to tight-beam the signal all the way back to the ship. Just ONE."

Zolman gritted his teeth. Though he was barely half the viking's size, he was born a spacer, and spacers didn't take crap.

"...and don't call me boy."
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In reply to Zolman (msg # 259):

   Tjere's a pause on the other side of the com.  "Look, I can carry a big piece of equipment, and I might have time to plant some small pieces and  I've been building and usin shit like this since before your grandpapy was born.  I gave you the problems we're dealing with. I just told you what I can do on my end. I'm going to get my gear ready, then come to pick up the drone.  I read your file and have givin you the chance to help save some lives including putting the lives of my team mates in your hands.  Get it ready or kiss any chance you have of working on tech development goodby...if you don't want to be called boy, shut up and prove to me your a man."

Zolman closed his eyes and rubbed the bridge of his nose under his glasses. Wolfrim was an egotistical idiot, but he still outranked Zolman.

But he wasn't Zolman's direct superior. There was a chain of command, and Zolman didn't report to Wolfrim. This was, essentially, a favor for the steroid-infused halfwit. Maybe he was doing Zolman a favor, too, by bringing him into a sensitive project... but really, he was just an ass.

"All right, Conan," Zolman said. He picked up the four-legged, lame-by-design 'spider' from the box it was in. "You got a camera? Watch and learn."

He pried the electromagnet out of the spider's belly.

"This thing is a waste of mass and power," he said. Like you, he didn't add. He dug in a nearby bin for four much smaller units. "It's inefficient, it's clumsy, and it's stupid. Whoever designed the original needs to go back to engineering class.

"I'm going to put smaller units directly into the feet. Combined, even with the extra wiring, they weigh only about one-fourth what the big magnet weighs, only need to use power when they're individually in contact with something — I'll program that for you in a minute — and they generate only about one-tenth the interference to the transmitter in this thing's abdomen. Now the signal this thing generates is strong enough and sharp enough to cover— "He did some calculations on the data pad "—oh, hey, six times the range.

"And, without carrying all that extra metal around in its gut, the spider itself can cover an equivalently enhanced range.

"I'll have the new magnets installed in ten minutes, and the new mag-walking algorithms written for you in ten more.

"I think that ought to do it."

    As has been mentioned to Zolmans Player in Private message, Garrat isn't in the room and has been communicating with him via intercom so hee is lecturing into the thin air.

    As his character obviously didn't examine the design carefully. [Players do this by asking questions in game]  He doesn't know the electro magnet was designed to carry external gear and ordinance rather than climb metal. This was in the designs left out for him. It had it's own means of climbing walls which were not specified in the original design description. While the parts of a standard spider, like those of an insect are made up of the head, the thorax,[where the legs come out] and, the abdomen, [the bulging part most would refer to as it's butt] four lags are only capable of supporting a thorax.

    As the original design was made by a another PC with a doctorate in high electronics the technology would probably take his character a week to understand the intricacies of the engineering in order to modify the actual design that she had probably fine tuned over the course of years, no matter how much of a genius he is.

    The robot was trashed the moment he pried anything out of the design.

   There is a Flash by the  Bench.  whether it was wires that were crossed, or perhaps, fluids  left on the bench  by the last worker, No one Knows. The New tech Screamed  and  Pain and fell tot he floor...med Tech's were called to take him to the Med-Tech lab.

  Stefi checked him out, shook her head and Looked  at the med tech who brought him in,...he's dead Jim...

In reply to accident (msg # 263):

After Zolman gets shocked and everybody rushes off, Garrat comes through the now empty tech dack to see what's going on.  He stops, looking at what was done his first real project in the Delta fleet.  A tear roles into his beard as he packs it up and stows it before moving on to the hanger deck.

Non-com quarters ---> Tech Lab

Irina strode into the Tech lab with her head on a swivel. "Excuse me comrade," She said stopping a near by worker. "I'm looking for Xyran. I was wondering if he might be here."

Xyran upon hearing his name turned hia head to notice Irina, "Good to see you again friend what can I do for ya?"

Irina gave her old compatriot a nod. "Da, I was hoping you could help me do another etching," She said. With a single smooth motion she offered Xyran a sheet of paper. On it there was a drawing of the Verge broken in two. In the middle between the pieces of broken hull there was the globe, and anchor of the ESN marine core. Under it in scrawled pencil was the date of the boarding action. "I keep looking at the back of my hand, and I just see all this empty space. Seems like a waste."

Xyran nodded his head, "Sure thing just give me a moment to grab my tools" with that Xy stepped off into the back for a few minutes and returned with the proper tools.

Taking the piece of paper in his hand he looked it over carefully before  setting off to work on her hand, "Hope you didn't get into to much trouble down there on Fuji"

"Well I still have both of my kidneys. So no I don't think I got into to much trouble," Irina says as she takes a seat. "So did you do anything fun on your shore leave?"

Xyran shook his head and sighed, "Not a damn thing except catch up on reading"

Jesse had made several notes and used a tablet to document her research and to refer back to.  Walking through the entrance, she looked around to see who was here.  She closed her eyes and took a deep breath.  Giving a moment to take it all in, she could sense that Irina had to have been here a couple of times.  She was going to use that sense to motivate her for this.

Taking a look around, she started finding what was where and available to access.  She then began gathering stuff to test out.

Jesse had found a work bench and a few items along her journey of browising around the various units and centers.  Some things were labeled, some were not.  This aggravated her a bit, but she took note that maybe there was a reason why it was not labeled.

Giving a nonchalant shrug, Jesse went about her business at her own booth.  Starting with labeling her items and confirming the content, before she actually went to work on it.  Once we had come up with a couple of samples, she'd head to the Black Hangar to test her theory.

 A Tech  coes through pushing a cart gathering some tools and such that other s may not have put back.

 She stops  at Jesse,cleaning up a Bit, anything layig around that you don't need?

Jesse was not so completely distracted that she didn't see the tech girl come in.  She looked over her area and gave a sigh.

Not yet at least, she said.  Just tell me where I need to dispose of things and I'll take care off it if you are making your rounds.

She looked over her now very messy and unorganized table.

Wish Irina was here," she said softly.

  The tech points to the various  Locations.

 Metal scraps there...plastics  there...bio-stuff there..Liquids there. De-com washes  at the far end of the room close to  the Vacum-eject tube.

Jesse gives the girl a smile and nod.

Thanks, she said. I'll make sure to clean up when I'm done.

Jesse then went back to her work.

  walking into the   TechLAb, one of Zonia's troopers comes in. He's a corp, and  has the  insignia of the units COM  tech.

  He takes off his   Ball CAp as he is greeted  by a Hermes Tech, who doesn't recognize the  cut of the Uniform....Can i help  you Corp?

 The  Fellow   Nods , the  Salutes the Ensign,Well..Yes Ma'am...ya see..I'm with  Capt Zonia's Unit? I'm the COM Tech..well..anyway..i got some down time...want to try and Boost the output of  my COM package? one of them Hanger Dec fellas  pointed  me  in this direction?

 She  looks at him  and  then, makes an obvious look at the two SEC guards  by the doors, Well , Corp? You find an  empty station and Log on..if you don't have a Log number, use your  serial number... You put stuff back when you'er done, you clean your station....IF..you don't , I report you and you end up patch holes on the outside of the Hermes  while we're Underway...

 Rhe   Corp Nods   and smiles, winces  about the  Hull thing, Yes Ma'am, I'll make sure and clean up....Thank you....

 She motions with  her  arm to the  Tables and   heads  about doing her  work. The Corp finds  a station one table over  from Jesse and sits  down. as he  Places his COM pac on the table, he looks up and says,..hey?..ain't you one of them shuttle folks we helped on Bura?

Jesse looked up from the table at the corporal that wall led in and made himself at home.  She gave a slight shrug off her shoulder continuing with her experiment.

"Yeah.  What of it?" She asks pausing only long enough top catch a few details.  Ok.  She could have basically given a perfect description.  It's what she does best.  She attempted to remain casual and preoccupied.

 The  COM tech  just nodded and  went over to an Empty space  and start getting his unit ready to service...uh..well..never  mind..

Jesse gave a long sigh and stepped away from her work and walked towards the guy.

"Sorry," she said apathetically.  "I got a lot on my mind. What can I do for you?"

 he looks  at jesse,..well..its just....when we  go down with the Marines and Sailors  from a Transport/base...Are COMs  are tied together..if one  goes down the others  can pick up the slack...but..being part of  a Boarding  unit..or away team..my COM  pac  will be the only thing we have..i...don't want us  to get killed  because  my machine didn't work

Jessed leaned her hip against the work table and crossed her arms.

Yeah, I know that feeling, she said.  Lost a good one down there in the mountain.  I tried to reach out to her, but it was too late.

She glanced over at her own work table with the concoction of a horrendous mess spread out every where.  It looked like someone had dumped out a whole bottle of fruity colored baby powder with a few vials and test strips scattered here and there.

I plan on making this work one way or another, she added.  I carry this most missions.

She motioned with her head at the unicom on her shoulder. Mines dispatched to hear everything.  I feel like a skitzo with all the voices echoing in my head.

She tried to make a funny, even going so far as chuckling at it.  Then felt an eerie silence and stopped.

..teah.....mine's  just standard Issue..its not bad when i'm on the feed with everyone else...by itself.. i dunno...maybe some soup cans  and a really long string?

Jesse physically and verbally shuffled about and stutters on a few vowels.

So, is Com units something you tinker with often or is anything else your specialty?

Jesse always had a hard time trying to nonchalantly ask a question.  She prefers the direct approach.

 The   guy just  shrugged as he worked with taking the back off  the unit,wWell i can shoot good enough to be a sniper...I'm scarfed of height s o i can't be a pilot...so..hear i am...humping this unit  around..spraying  bad guys  with a weapon full auto, just to try and scare them...

Standing there watching him battle with the unit she chuckled with him a bit.  She looked back at her table with a long sigh.

"Guess it's back to the drawing board for me."

She extended her hand to him.  "Name is Jesse, or Red as some like to say.  Ever need anything I'm a COM away."

She heads back to her table and back to her work.  She was thankful for that bit of a break.

  He smiles  as he takes her hand,Jason, Jason Bonaville. You know..this  was only my second Big fight.... Capt Zomia..well he was LT Zonia  then...was on the Isle of  Death after   someone blew it up...took a Team in tpo clean it out... He was a SGT on Mars...still alot of mechs around then...they were the support troops form a squad of Mechs...he has  worked his way up...

  Shaking his  head as he  gets  a tiny zap....Me?..I'll trying not to work my way down!

Jesse gave him a smile and went back to her work table.  She gave a long drawn out sigh as she went back to the drawing board after her last flopped attempt.

Not certain what part you had in the war, she said just randomly to Jason.  But thanks for backing up Hermes.

She looked up from the table and over her lab glasses.  In case someone hasn't already thanked you.

  The  guy laughed,well, Hack gave us  the 'don't mess up speech'....That fighter jock grabbed one of  our guys who was looking for a good time  and hauled him off the Rec dec..gave him the..'don't  use our people"... The Captain tried to stand up to  some others...but..well..that's  as close to thanks  as we got.

Jesse gave a dry chuckle.  Well, she said pausing for a moment from the next constructive mess.  It could be worse.  Could be out in the black with Blu.

She went back to her tinkering and was ready for test detonation #10.

   Garrat enters pushing a cart with two sealed boxes on it.  With the help of a technician he sets it in an airtight blast resistant cubicle, sets up sensors for biological or chemical agents.
   He doesn't think it will be necessary but still, the comment by the E-vol about the Demons thinking Bura might be lost raised a red flag or two.

   He scans the box for traps.  If nothing reveals it's self he cuts the lock.

  It takes  abit of time to Cut the Lock Forged of Demon steel and coated, but it does  come off. Opening the  Crate he sees  a tray...on the top part of the Tray are 64 round 'egg carton'like' depressions. each one has  a Blackish egss in, the  shells are a bit  translucent , but  Garat can see  some thing twitch or move  in them.

  when/if he takes the time to life the first tray, he will see a total of six od these trays..384 'egg-like' things.

In reply to garrat (msg # 292):

   "Admiral hack, the locked boxes contain some sort of life form.  I have it contained but I request permission to recall Dr Christy."

   He checks the other box.

 Understood , SGT Garrat..I'm about to make a Vid announcement ..You may Recall Dr Christie...if you tell him its a life  form, he just might run up with out the aid of a shuttle!...Carry on...
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Jesse had remained focused on her attempts at this new toy.  She smiled a soft, sadden smile, but one that would long live the accompanied stories of her fallen friend.  A spark happened and then another, then another.

Hot Damn! Jesse exclaimed just seconds before Garrat rolled in with goodies.  She looked up from the table covered in a variety of colored powders and liquids splattered over her.  She'd written everything down and had created several batches which were now stock piled on the table.

She thought quickly as she heard Garrat speak to Hack about the package and realized, this wasn't a good place to store her goodies.  She packed everything up carefully.  A crate of about 20 spray cans labeled in the Russian I and she headed with it and the cart to the black hangar.  That was the safest place to store her goodies.

Have fun Garrat! she said hauling it quickly out of the tech lab.  She waved at Jason as she passed him.

In reply to Jesse Dalton (msg # 295):

   "Yeah"  Garrat says drily, his eyes on the sinister looking forms "I'll have a great time."  he sends off a message to Dr Christy describing exactly what he see's and asking that Christy's team take charge of the project.  "I didn't get you an older sample of that carnivorous plant but I think this should more than make up for it." he says in the text.

   Garrat then turns on the vids and watches hacks message with the rest of the tech staff.
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   Garrat shakes his head as Ganeral Bale finishes his statement.  "Cry 'Havoc' and Let slip the dogs of war."   He turns the emdryo/eggs/whatever to Christy and his team answering what questions he can [will do so in flex if needed]
   and heads to the hanger deck>>>>>>

<- Henry's Office

Henry turned up and looked around.

"Uh, hi - Garrat Wolfrim said he had left some crates here he wanted me to see?"

  [As this was flexed waiting Dr. Christies actions, This has to have happened in the past.]
  "Over here Dr.  The items are still quarenteened.  I'll let you handle it while I go take care of more mechanical issues."

"Thank you, Garrat. What can you tell me about what you found, before you go?" asked Henry curiously.

In reply to Henry Christie (msg # 300):

Garrat looks at the boxes in the contained areas.  "I'm no biologist but it was being worked on by a team of mixed races.  The lone survivor, an E-vol tech, was unable to believe that helping us in anyway was in the best interest of humanity.  After many attempts and several people putting their careers on the line for her she still refused to help us in any way and had to be put down.   He looks at the items "I'm sorry Dr. your on your own for this one."

"All right, I'll see what I can do," said Henry.

He went to examine what was there.

[end flex]

Discovering a couple of crates containing black egg things which had translucent shells  with  something  twitching  around, Henry decided that it would be safer to investigate them within the containment of his bio-lab, and requested the crates transported there forthwith.

After getting the weapons she'd found looked at by Xyran, Melia heads down to the Tech Lab, once there she pulls out the omni comm, the standard Qarl Comm, and the two weapons systems. Flagging a tech, she waits patiently hoping they can modify the sidearm to take the standard ESN energy clips, and can provide a means by which to swap clips so she's not limited to only four shots. She also hopes they can give feedback on the comm systems she'd grabbed.

  The Tech who answers her hail  looks over the  COM and nodes with pursed Lips, This is   some real work here... Lighter..seems to still use  power cells, but.....let's see...might have  an extended ranger..out doors, at least...If you can get   Lt Morrow, Or LT Killian, or  maybe Ms Dalton to loo at it, the can test it with out  COMs...seem to have  an extra  channel as well?

 Looking at the Trinagle Gun he smiles,..light!....two shots, over and under....without   using a clip up?  I'd say 10  shots per clip..that means  you have  20  pulse rounds  coming out of the Clip..which is good..because  this size clip for us is good for 6 one shot  rounds?..it must filter the Pulse energy some how.... he shrugs,ZGive me a couple days?..we  can modify some Mags to fit this?

 The looking at  the plasma Gun  she  frowns,..this is a beast here..powerful to be sure, but they come at a price...something goes  wrong with them, the user and even some folks around them..are gone

 he handles it like  a live snake  , checking it over turning it over a few times..the mag is set in the  weapon itself...you have to refill it.to refill it..you plug the  Gun in like a power cell?...and  the energy will collect in the Mag...now?...the Qarl, seems like the have the thing set to fire a round, or beam..or somthing.....it is set by this action here.... tapping the  trigger  were it meets the  guard,..you might  get 4 or  5 shots from it , before its empty....Damn scary weapon though, You get caught in a blast, or a stray  round hits the mag?..there's no going to the Med-tech...you die  slowly as the plasma eats away until it dispates...

 That's  about  all i can tell you, right now?

Melia nods, "I'll speak to one of them about the comm stuff. As to the modified side arm, I'd appreciate any help you could give me. Is there any way to make this plasma beam gun more stable without reducing it's effectiveness? Also do we have a way to charge it?" she asks curiously.

...the Pulse  Guy won't be a problem,  we can mod  the clips  good enough...the Plasma thing  is something else...some of  our people made a "stream" firing Plasma gun, rather the  the  " Blob" the Demons have..but i wouldn't pack that ...only a matter  of tie before it gets  hit, or  goes fulbar...there's no coming back from a plasma wound...

 the   taps the counter  next to the  flashlight shaped gun,This is a bit more stable, just the way its made? but a damaged plasma weapon is not a good thing! Now?  You can get Rivets to recharge them, by bleeding off the residue from the fighters, the power from the powercells that the  weapon is plug into, along  with the residue, should make for  pretty nasty Plasma ammo..if you wish to carry it..

Melia contemplates for a bit, "yeah, I think I'd like to carry it. You can hold onto it for a bit, at least until the next mission, if you want to run tests and try and reverse engineer it or something. Maybe you can use it to further our understanding of plasma tech and whatever." she offers trying to be helpful.

 the  fellow   pulls  up a Vid Board from the  drawer and  taps a few things in,Sign there  and these goodies will be marked for you..I'll  start on the Mags  for that Triangle GUn in the Morning...

Melia scrawls her signature quickly. "Thank you very much, let me know if you make any breakthroughs on plasma tech." she says with a smile. Finally she'd taken the first steps to proving her worth and usefulness to the crew. It was a step in the right direction to paying off the debt she owed to Shadow and Stefi and their friends.

---Med Lab--->

Hunter comes in as Melia leaves holds the door open for her with a smile.
"Good day" he says to the tech Lab person. "Picked this up on the last run on the Quarl ship." "Thought they should be handed in for examination, before some one decides if they are safe for us to use"

Hunter waits to see what the person has to say politely.

  Well SGT Hunter? we had another  set of thinbgs like thgis  come in?  this  Triangle gun is an Over under pusle pistol?..we are going to mode  some mags  for the last person who was here..if you wish to keep this, we can Mod  some for you as well...This  COM box?..is  alot  like our  OminCOMs...you migh want Lt Morrow, or Lt Killian, or  Ms DAlton to take look at them, that is more their  field.

In reply to hunter (msg # 313):

Raja followed Hunter in and waited his turn.
The big armored largran warrior carried in a metal crate from the Qarl hangar.
 "Raja picked up thiss Qarl crate of unknown contentss? ..How to determine if ssafe?"
Raja placed the crate down where directed and reflexively tasted the air with his long black tounge.

  The Tech looks around pass them and laughs,..you guys have a parade or something?...lets see...well..do you want to be here when we open it?

In reply to Raja (msg # 315):

The largran nodded: "Hhmmm yess, Raja iss curiouss? Will assissst in any way to help.. Raja hass some knowledge of Alien Tech?"

 the Tech  sorta Laughed,well?  that;'s  why i ased ..never  turn down   help, that doesn't get in the way!...shee that  shiny steel table.. Lug that thing over there..I get some tools....

In reply to Raja (msg # 317):

Raja noted to hemself that this particular tech seemed to not be offended by his being a largran..
If his inexpressive reptile face could smile it would have.
He moved the steel table and other items as requested.
"Iss thiss firsst of Qarl cratess to be opened?"

  The Fellow  was  Putting  on an armored   suit, before he put on his helmet he smiled ruefully,..well?  if  any  human ever opened one. They didn't live to tell anyone?

 He Motions Raja  Back out the door  and shuts it, the  Thick Glass between  the room and the   counter allowed  the others to see what was going on.

 The Tech  looked over the  crate, he ran  two different scanners over it. He used a Marker to highlight a Runeish like   marking on the  crate and  took some Pics so they would have it logged in.

 he studied the   latches for a good  5 minutes each... then  opened a box that had  Hyperpicks in.. he sleeted one and slowy set it into the lock, then thumbed the  Button as he watched a small screen in the room..the screen turned  green...he did the same to the other side..when both were Green he set his tools aside and secure them..then took a deep breath as he slowly opened the lid.

  waiting a few seconds he looked in  and  saw some trays in there. he Pulled them slowly out and set them on the table..there were 4..with 24 slots..all full.

 the Tech picked Up one of the things and turned it over in his hand, then  replaced it.


 Taking off the armor, and hanging it up, he grabbed his smaller tool and  came out the door,..well?..what you found is  a crate of  Pulse ammo for  Qarl  weapons....there are a total of 96...had the crate been Booby traped there would be a Big hole where the   test room was....But..we have a couple   of their  weapons on board, this should help make them more usable.

In reply to Raja (msg # 319):

"Very good... good to bring in useful ammo.
You are brave to take such rissk!"

"Raja also have damagess to his boarding suit armor would like to be repair?
Raja believe he hass the skillss to do thiss work himsself, but needss toolss and work sspace?"

  The Tech Motions to the 'danger room' ..if you wnat to do it now?  Be my guest, I image , once we are Underway , the place will be busy again.

In reply to Raja (msg # 321):

Raja finds the proper place and tools to work on his largran boarding suit armor and begins repairs.
His priority is the penetration to the lower leg, making sure the suit is again sealed against vacuum.
Then he begins restoring the many points of minor damage to the front from the Creshian grenade.
When finished he restores the EMS Olive drab "paint job."

Melia arrives at the Tech lab to check on the equipment that she'd dropped off the previous day. She isn't surprised that there are fewer people in the lab. Most were on leave groundside taking advantage of the friendly planet below. She waits patiently for one of the techs to find a moment to help her.

 a  thin young  woman in an ESN Tech uniform comes out  from  behind the tables, he pushes up her face shield,Hello, PO?..what are you here for....droping off..picking up?.questions?

"Um thank you...." Melia says searching the woman's uniform for a name tag. "I'm here to check on the status of the Qarl weapons I dropped off yesterday. I was told the sidearm would be modified to take our mags by today. I was also checking to see if you all had finished with the plasma weapon I had turned in for examination."

  Taking  Melia's name  she   punched in the Vid board and  went back to the shop, she came out with a  tray that had the triangle gun and  some  Mags,

 alright......says..here.... these Mags are from  a crate that was captured.... he is Giving you  4 of them, You just recharge them like  normal pulse cells.... he did leave a note to ask if you wanted him to work on the modes or not?

 The Pulse gun will have to stay here, until the Admiral wants us to  deal with it or not..its a pretty hairy weapon...

"Well, as long as I have mags that I can carry and recharge I don't think I'll need the modifications unless you think it'll give me any sort of advantage." Melia explains. "I'm fine waiting on the other weapon." Melia says.

  The  woman ( PO2 Harris),..always better to  go with what belongs in there... I mean. are Mods should be good, but  all it takes  is a wee crack at the wrong time.... her  mouth curls up and her eyebrows go up.

"Right, that's why I come here to all you. This sort of thing is what you specialize in, just like you come see me when you need medical attention. Anyways I appreciate you taking time to look at this for me. If you ever need anything let me know." Melia accepts the four qarl mags and the sidearm back, and heads back to the medlab.

  Beth  entered the Tech labs  with her own kit, slung on her shoulder. She  Me  PO2 Harris  and  began to talk with her as they awaited the items form the mech.

Mech Shop>>>>>> Tech Lab

  Hello, I was ordered to report here by LT Morrow? I have a few items from the Avian Nest ship to turn in. Petty Officer Des Grieux. He stands ready..

  Beth   Nods  to him I'm LT  Morrow..This is  PO2 Harris, she will help me, and  take over the rest when i leave. Please lay the items out  and  explain where you  recovered them. I'll take  some pictures and see what i can do  before i must leave. Then , PO Harris will continue from there.

In reply to slick (msg # 332):

    Yes ma'am, thank you. Petty Officer Harris. What i have is what we believe to be keyboard and computer board from a maintenance computer from the Avian mech shop. With what we found of the the mechs they were piloting, spare parts and such, I was hoping we could gleen some technical info from it.I was also hoping someone may ha e found anytype of harddrive or mainframe , i put the call out to the ground pounders in the vicinity,  but not sure if anyone found on. Laying out the keyboard and IOboard  on their table, along with the manual and anything else from the spare parts that looked like just junk, Slick turns it all over and thanks them for the help, and lets them know he is the mech shop point of contact whenever they finish.
 Thanking them he readies to leave

  Beth   turns  and opens her  Kit, it loks  like a large, cloth covered  TAckle Box. when she opens it, two tryas  rise  above the bottom, the front  end  falls, there are doens of  finely made, tiny tools.

 She smile s at Slick,..The LC  has  connections...everyhting in this  kit is angelsteel, the Kit was provided by  the Commander....

 Harris   Hand   beth some  thin metal -like gloves   and puts  a pair on herself, they Both slide  down their Goggles.

 ..If you wish to stay, PO?...put on a pair  of Goggles, We'll give you the  things we can eliminate right off hand, things  that need more  study, we shall keep, until we are done..

 Beth and HArris both begin to scan  parts and such Pushing them off to the side, everynow  and then they would both look at  a certain Item , but then put it on the pile  with the others.

 all that was left, after  15 or so minutes was the Key board  and Computer Board.

  Beth was Looking over the  wiring  that came  from the keyboard,  as well as the  Computer board.

  Harris  stepped back a bit  and  said to Slick,Everything  in that pile?  you may take  with you and do as you wish...they are made  from Avain steel..there is  some...odd..bits in the  steel, we must assume it has something to do with the ore they mine on thier own planet, or perhaps  asteroids ... Demon Vessels are  made from the steel they forge in their system, it is  richer in non-ferrous metal?...but  we have not  come across what it might be...maybe as we go deeper into the Black, we'll find   mining operations we can raid....

  Beth didn't look up as she  cracked open the back of the Keyboard.....put this  in a sheilded  container..it may come in handy some time...


 Harris  got a coated  Vial about the size of a pill container and held it out, Beth Dropped a soft glowing chip into it...Harris closed the pill container  with a coated  snap top and labled it.." Avain keyboard chip"

 Using the tweezers she tapped the Input /out put area.And Looked up at Slick,..this board  is , more or less, a mutifunction board.... Computers..Sims...even one of your Mechs  could   be used, if  we hooked it up and  retooled the language....

 she stood  up a bit and leaned on the  table with both hands, her eyes a bit  bigger in the   Magna-lense of her  goggles,..If?... You Hook this  up to one of our Mechs?...it would  serve, but be a bit ....jerky?... even , once the translator disc was run?

 ..if  we run a translator disc on a bird Mech?... you could   either  drive it with this,  or use it as a filter to hand hand controls...me?..I'm not a pilot.... but i think i would rather have hands  one then typing on a board....

  She  Nods to Harris  who moves to  a Desk  and   slips a disc into the  machine  and begins typing  away...I have some things to do before we reach Fuji..... Take the Keyboard, and that pile of stuff  at the end of the table, HArris  will finish up on the Computer board...i am sure there are a few LAyers to peel back on that... She  will COM  me, I'll COM you when she has results.....


 a few Moments later   Harris , who has her goggles Pushed up and Buried in her blonde hair, holds out the disc, that is in a thin, film like  envelope...if you decide to hook that up... you put this in the In put  slot..and  let it run...it  will Light up the  Control panel when it is done...take the disc out, keep it safe, incase you need to use it again....it translates Bird to Human, for the machines....IF....we have everything right,  you should be able to drive a Bird Mech, like a human Mech...or..whatever you hook this up to...

  Beth  is putting her stuff away, and adds,to Harris.start on that board  right away.....

 Already done, LT.

 ..Carry on..everyone...I hope this helped?... the Computer Board might have some small aid as well...but i am thinking it will be of more Import for Intel...then making stuff  work....

 She Gives and easy salute and heads out the door, Once the outside  door closes, Harris  looks at the door  and then at Slick,..some one see her? they see some hot chick with Blue and purple hair.....but rumor has it?..she has killed more  people  then the LC?...So?... i would stay on her ..'good side'....

 Harris offers her hand,..Nice to have met You PO? Now, I should get started on this Board....

In reply to slick (msg # 334):

Slick grabs a set of goggles, and watches them go to it,  he listenes and takes mental notes of what they are saying. He accepts the items to take back and thanks the Lieutenant for her assitance, respectfully salutes as she makes her way out.

.some one see her? they see some hot chick with Blue and purple hair.....but rumor has it?..she has killed more  people  then the LC?...So?... i would stay on her ..'good side'....

  She's  an officer, never good to get their  badside , but thanks for the advice.So.. i can take this stuff ok? But the the board i think I'll  let you guys pass onto intel if she thinks it would be of more service to them, no problem there. Well, I'll  wait for you folks to do your thing and get back to me whenever you are done. Taking Harris's hand,  he thanks her and goes on his way.

Gathering it all up he heads to the mech shop

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Melia entered the lab, the smell of chemicals,  ozone, cleaning agents filled her nose,  and the quiet noises of those working filed her ears. Approaching the counter she patiently waits her turn.

  PO2  Harris  comes   from around the Back, Lifting up her Goggles,..Hello PO?..... Kristensen..right? she looks at the Name tag, and nods to herself,..what do you need?

"Well," Melia starts, "I was checking on the status of the Qarl plasma projector I picked up on that Qarl ship a while back. Site would've been useful on that nest ship." She explains, she decides to get that answer before deciding to ask about upgrading her carbine.

  Harris holds her Hand up  and walks  away, Comes  back a few minutes later  with the weapon in a case the side of a shoe box.

 ..Now?  the test we have..were..well..down right dangerous. This is  a bit  less wild, then the plasma rifles  the demons use..it's Beam is controlled..um...to a point.

 She turns on the Screen on the Counter  and spins it around for Melia to see.That is  a 3 inch plate...roughly  the  size plate on  one of the ESN tanks..it Burns  a hole twice the  size of its barrel...the Burst is a 2 second burst, once you pull the triiger...it goes for two seconds, whether you want it to or not......The Hole burned 2 inches through this plate...but...it continued to eat away at the plate for another  second...a tiny hole in the back of the plate, and you see the   hole is also  , now...4 times as wide as the barrel opening?

 she shakes her head...anything between you and the target will get burned through..organic gets eaten faster then non-organic..it could put a hole in  an ESN fighter, if the  burst could be held for the whole 2 seconds.... if you move the  beam..or the target moves..the  intensity  is less...

 she shows  a  Long  play , about  6 feet long, moving on a belt as the gun was triggered... thought the beam was focused...it slide  down the plate as the plate moved... the groove it left was only half as deep, and the  'eating away" was also  less....

  If you triggered this beam  as Moved it along the front of a troop of soldiers, they would be...melted..in half,  through..depending on how fast the bean moved...There wouldn't be much left after the   plasma stopped 'eating"..and..well..it would hurt like the  9 hells, 10 times over.

Melia listens carefully,  "would've been downright life saving against the avian hordes Couple days could've cleared the catwalk and then some no problem. How stable is it? Can I deplete it completely safely, and how dangerous is it if it gets damaged?" She asks watching the pay through again.  "Also on another note do you do weapons modifications or should I talk to the QM about my carbine" she asks.

 Harris   things a bit..well..if you were hit  by  something that would fracture the  Chamber... it would be all over for you? and anyone close  enough for a blob of plasma to touch... a very least, folks would lose  something...

  Discharge?..well..its  either on ..or off..if its on..its  'cooking'..you'll get about  3 bursts out of it.... then it take  about  10 minutes or so to fill up again

 she opened the box and taped the  clear handle with a fingernail.easy enough to see , it glows  as it fills... I tried to get the  techs  from Fuji to want to look at it for  power for  fighters and  even ships?..but after what happened to those  2 Qarl ships, ESN  doesn't want to have anything to do with Plasma powered drives...

 we can mod sights?...maybe tact on red dots or green dots..QM should have some  spare scopes  and such like that... we  could play with the CArbine if you want?..or you could ask the QM  about the   sights.

Melia smiles, "well, I'll talk to the QM first,  and if I need something special I'll definitely come back and see you. Do you mind if I put the plasma gun in my locker, also is it loaded now or where could I get it loaded if I need it?" She asks

   Harris closes the Lid on the Plasma 'flashlight" gun and says,..its  pure  Power...its  either on..or its off... if you such it off and there is some  build up inside?..it will  'eat itself" until its  gone...however..if you have anything in there?..I would make sure its is in a place where it  would get..i dunno?..Shattered?..That would be a bad thing.

Melia, gets the operating instructions and best location to charge the weapon.  "I'll be sure to keep it safe from harm. How durable is the container?" She asks to gauge how careful to be if she takes the plasma gun out on a mission. Getting ready to go grab the rest of her gear to be stowed at the QM locker.

  Harris  shrugs,..its  weapons grade?... but  stories  from the  attack on the Demon's  Isle of death.. the  boarding teams first encountered  Demon plasma rifles..they shot out ..blobs of plasma?..anyway?  One  was fractured by a grenade blast and  ate  the demon and one of our troopers.

"Once it fractures how long do I have before it goes up, or is it instant?" Melia asks