Elite roleplay: Off station

OFF STATION

Your ship, deep space, anything that is not happening inside the Citi Gateway or Ingaba...

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13 Dec 2016, 9:39pm
In his fer-de-lance traveling to the term in system
"I've spent more than a day at that station my boss is going to kill me."
13 Dec 2016, 10:26pm
The doctor was terrified. He took another step back, as people wandering the dimly lit corridor scrambled.

"I...I uh, don't know what your talking about. L...lipstick?" He lied. His mind was in a whirl. How am I going to get out of this one?

"L..look, I think you have the wrong person...." He gesticulated. "I see that you....upset about something. But I assure you that I have no idea what your talking about.
13 Dec 2016, 10:35pm
"I'll tell you what. For every minute you spend gibbering abd pretending you don't know what I'm on about, I'll add a minute to the games I'm going to play with you." Lilith retorted, raising her gun and waving it at him, directing him towards a seperate corridoor.

"In all fairness Doc, there is just one thing I have to know for certain." She said, "And believe me, you will have to be convincing in your answer. So before I ask, prove you can be decent." She pulled out her datapad, and clicked it onto the 'Susan' pictures and turned it to face him while keeping the gun pointed squarely at his chest.

"Do...You....Recognise...These...Photos??" She said, slowly, every word dripping with the venom of a thousand King Cobras.
13 Dec 2016, 10:44pm
The doctors head was spinning, trying to weave a web of lies. How best to get out of this one.

I assure you I have no idea what you are on about. I've never seen those pictures before. He tried to put on airs of bravado, but inwardly he was terrified. He saw the woman gesture with the firearm.

"I'm not going anywhere with you." He said, "I have no idea what...who you think I am, and I have no intention of going with you." He thought about the man in the diner groaning in pain. No one came to his help, he doubted anyone else would come to his.
13 Dec 2016, 11:42pm
"Ok... Fine... I have to assume the worst." Lilith inwardly cringed at the thought of him being on her.... But she had to make absolutely certain.

"I know you are Dr Glaboski. I know you were my Surgeon after I was shot in Citi Gateway. I know you did a damn good job patching me up." She said those words kindly, with genuine gratitude, then her words turned back to hate, "I know you took photos of me while I was asleep. I know you dressed me up while I was asleep. I know you did it to other women while they were asleep. I have everything I need to have you locked up. Hell, I'm certain if I shot you right now, no one would give a flying FUCK!!! Even if they did, I show them what YOU did, and they'll brush it off."

She took a deep breath and continued.

"I just have one question that you absolutely have to answer honestly. You want to pretend you didn't do the photos? Fine. You want to pretend I have the wrong person. Fine!" Bile pooled in her stomach at the thought of the next question.

"How far did it go? Is it just pictures? Just make up? Or is there.... Did you...." *Breathe Lilith* "Have you raped me or any one of these women?!?!" At this point tears were blurring her vision. It still wouldn't be a hard shot. They were barely more than two arms lengths apart.

"Admit to the pictures and I'll believe whatever answer you give me. I'll even let you go, alive. But deny the images one more time.... I'm going to hurt you in ways you never even thought possible...."
14 Dec 2016, 2:50am
Dr. Glaboski was taken back by the insinuation of rape, and the look of bewilderment made that clear. In all of his time as a doctor, and the number of women he had played "Barbie cosmetic designer" with, the thought had never actually occurred to him to defile a women in that fashion. A quick inner study revealed the reason as to why, and he was about to explain when it dawned on him that that sort of explanation wouldn't matter anyway. People do crazy things, because they are crazy, himself included.

"Put the gun down," he said calmly. "My...um, hobby went only as far as the lip stick. I have....no interest in, um, the intimate fashion....." He let the explanation trail off. "It was just makeup." He raised his hands.

"So, you kill me. That would make you some sort of vigilante? It would still make you a murderer...." He said. "So, what do you want? Money? I have money." The doctor bargained with.


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14 Dec 2016, 9:30am
Although she had no reason to really trust the man, Lilith still felt a huge weight lift from her shoulders. *Ok... We're getting somewhere... * she lowered her gun slightly, still pointing it in Glaboskis general direction and blinked several times to clear the tears from her eyes.

"Right. Ok... I believe you. I don't know why. But I do." She said gruffly. Shaking her head to clear any remaining doubts. It was clear that she'd never believe it one hundred percent, but somehow, hearing Glaboski say it overruled the part of her that refused to accept it.

"I've been called many things Doctor. Crazy... Scum....Murderer." she said those words lightly, as though describing a fond memory, "But I have to hand it to you, no one has ever said Vigilante..." Smiling slightly at the description, she had to admit it was sort of correct. What she did may not be justice in the public eye, but it did ring true with aspects of her life.

"As for killing you? That depends on what it will take to make you quit your... Hobby..." She growled the last word. "But I'm not unreasonable. So I'm prepared to strike a deal."

"There's three choices for you..." she held up her fingers to emphasise her point. "You turn round, get on your knees, I make it a nice quick painless death. Double tap to the temple ought to do it." She lowered one finger.

"You can try to run again. But nowhere will accept you as a Doctor, because I'll send the images to the entire bubble and all your previous Susan's will be out for blood." A fleeting image of an anfry mob with old fashioned pitchforks and flaming torches passed through her mind. "And I'll find you, and hand you to them." She lowered another finger, now only holding one up.

"Or, I pack you off to a backwater planet. Where you will remain. If you behave, I'll send you someone who won't talk to me and let you tinker until they do. You never know, one of them might be a woman for you to dress up again." She said with a sly grin. "But misbehave, and I'll forget to forward resources. Nothing major, just food and water." She finished by clicking her gun to emphasise the threat looming over him.

"You have ten seconds to decide, or I decide for you..." She said calmly, aiming the gun squarely at his face.
14 Dec 2016, 5:19pm
Prepared to strike a deal? The good doctor thought. With a gun in my face? Kill me now... Turn and run and get a bullet in the back... Or get exiled to a planet. He seriously doubted that that Lilith would make good on option C and send food and stuff, which would result in a slow death. He was even more convinced of this after she admitted to being a murderer. No, he knew it. His life was over. He wanted it to be quick and painless. He turned and placed his hands on the back of his head and slowly got to his knees.

If she is going to kill me, it would have to be right here, in public...

Now, it should be noted that some of the most fortunate people in the known 'verse have been gifted with an animal spirit. They believe that they have been imbued with their spirit animal's strength, guile, instinct and cunning. For the most unfortunate, they just look like them.

If one were to de-feather a vulture - a harrowing process that ultimately culminates in receiving a liberal application of talon and beak; and if your ever invited to participate in such an activity, my advice, despite how tempting the offer might be, is to polity decline and play Elite: Dangerous(TM) instead - and stuff it into a Remlock suit, it would almost pass as Rex Castro's twin.

The six foot seven inch man silently slipped out of the shadows behind Lilith. He stood behind her stooping over like some malevolent spirit, breathing quietly though a hooked nose. He pressed a laze-gun into the small of her back and spoke; the voice hollow and soft.

"Where's my money?..."


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14 Dec 2016, 6:19pm
"Cash on delivery was my understanding. I pay for the goods when they're on my ship." Lilith grumped as she felt the metal push into her lower spine. "If you like, you can help bundle him on board, and then I'll pay you."

*This is ridiculous. He expected payment just for setting eyes on the man? Or was she expected to ask Glaboski politely to stand still while she went through her Datapad and enabled the credit transfer?* She frowned.

Glaboski was right there, within her grasp, no escape possible and yet, once again, he was slipping through her fingers. She had to put a stop to this here and now. Knowing full well Rex would pull the trigger if she made any attempt to move away, she opted to take the shot from here instead.

"Sorry Doc, might not be the Temple, but it'll still be a headshot." She said as she raised her gun slowly and took careful aim at the base of the Doctors skull.
14 Dec 2016, 7:03pm
A bony hand with spindly fingers snaked around Lilith and took hold of her hand, which was holding the weapon. The thin wrist wore a bracelet with a short beaded chain and some sort of metallic symbol dangling from it. A finger squeezed Lilith's.

BAM!

Dr. Glaboski fell forward with a thud, a small hole off center from the nape of his neck oozing blood upon the metallic floor.

Long stringy strands of greasy hair brushed against Lilith's cheek, Rex's putrid breath accosting her nostrils.

"Now, my money...."


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14 Dec 2016, 8:07pm
Lilith stood slackjawed at what just happened. So dumbfounded, she barely registered the words whispered into her ear, or the mans breath ravaging her nose hairs.

It was done.

Glaboski was dead in front of her, payment for his crimes collected. In that moment, she was at a complete loss for what to do next. Until Rex appeared in her peripheral and realisation of the situation crashed around her.

"Wha?... I... Ok... Right, payment..." She said, still unsure how to feel. She holstered her gun and pulled her datapad out. Scrolling through everything on autopilot, she selected the appropriate options and typed out the figure. Her mind was that frazzled she accidentally entered a couple different digits. Transferring nearly 1,110,000 credits instead of the 1 million. Pressing her thumb to the pad to authorise payment before realising her mistake.

It didn't matter. As long as Rex was off her back that's all that mattered. Now all she had to do was decide what to do with the body...
14 Dec 2016, 8:35pm
Rex kicked the body over and squatted down. He plunged his hand into a pocket of his Remlock suit and pulled out two silver like disks. He placed one in each of Dr. Glaboski's eyes, and whispered, "Dare transitu ad inferos."

He looked up at Lilith, then stood. "A million credits in blood money..." Rex said in his quiet voice, and turned his palm up. The bracelet dangling loosely. "...Isn't enough...."
14 Dec 2016, 9:16pm
"Excuse me??" Lilith stood staring at his upturned palm.

*He has to be joking...* She thought, although the look in his eye told her otherwise. The strange display she'd just witnessed weirded her out slightly too. Dismissing it as just another odd quirk of the people of the Galaxy she composed herself.

"Well, it might not be enough as blood money, but I say that delivery of what is now damaged goods, hell... Actually it's destroyed... So we shall say that constitutes a discount. Hell, you just got an extra 100K for doing so." She practically shouted at him. "Plus, you just killed what was supposed to be a helpful future asset in my pocket. But you've robbed me of that now so... I guess really, you owe me money."

She kept her composure relaxed but had her hand ready to re-raise her weapon and defend herself if necessary.
14 Dec 2016, 10:29pm
Like the vulture perched in the withered tree, quietly, silently, and patiently waiting for the sick calf to bite the big one, Rex stood there, just as silent, just as patient, and completely unphased by the woman's outburst.

His posture was slightly stooped as he peered down his hooked nose at the woman. His palm still outstretched to the woman. Bio-luminecence tattoo, otherwise invisible, started glowing a faint blue; an image, exactly the same as the trinket dangling from the bracelet. A number of squares, inset into other squares in a geometric design. At the center was two ovals, set in a "X" like fashion.
14 Dec 2016, 10:47pm
"Uh huh... Neat trick... but unless you're gonna use it to summon demons or shoot lasers, I think I'll be taking my leave now." Lilith chuckled, taking one last look at Glaboski, "He won't be missed..."

With that she turnred to head back towards the stations docks. *Maybe I can meet up with Cait... If she still fancies that drink.* Although she decided against holstering her weapon, not trusting that this was the end of it.

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