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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Other Notes:
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12 May 2019, 6:46pm
Khelan shakes his head sadly.

"Nahh she cannae leave even if she wanted tae, Shin's no gettin any younger an well ye seen wit the next generation are like, somewan's goat tae keep them unner cuntrol."

"And Ah cannae stay here Ah broke her heart when Ah left an Ah cudnae stand tae see her goin through the shite she did when the rest of the Black Dragons foon oot aboot us again."

Khelan turns a corner and walks up to the elevator complex. He hits call and the doors open with an almost silent whoosh sound.

He presses the button for the medical level and with an almost imperceptible judder the elevator starts it's long journey along the length of the station.

"Gettin nervous yet?"
12 May 2019, 9:20pm
Maul nods.

"Yeah, I guess that's why I've been so talkative about other subjects. If there is a tracker, I just can't figure out why they didn't kill me instead of going through all this trouble. I just don't know man."

"As far as the Omi situation goes, I totally understand where you're coming from. Never been there myself but I get it. It's a tough situation."

Maul nods and smiles.

"You'll figure it out man. You'll find something to bring you happiness."


Last edit: 12 May 2019, 9:42pm
13 May 2019, 10:52pm
Khelan leads Maul to the clinic, a small nondescript building amid the glaring neon signs offering various treatments, procedures and prosthetics. He looks over to Maul and points to a different clinic.

"Y'know once ye get done in here ye could always take a wee pop intae this wan here an get yersel a chopemoffame an a honkin great big pair of tits then ye cud call yersel Maulette. Ye've gotta admit naewan wid expect ye tae dae that an it'd stop the corporation frae recognisin ye."

He starts laughing

"Hell Ah'll even pay fur it, ye cannae say fairer than that noo can ye? Widdae ye say?"

He slaps Maul on the back.

"Seriously though buddy ye'll be fine if Shin trusts this guy then Ah trust him. Just gi them yer name, yer real name an say ye've goat an appointment an well ye know the rest Ah'm sure."

Khelan smiles

"Ah wid say gud luck but ye'll no need it ye'll be fine Ah'm sure. When ye get oot gies a shout although Ah'll probably be oan the Prid tryin tae avoid a very lang, serious an uncomfortable talk wi wee Omi."
14 May 2019, 1:28am
Maul laughs

"Thanks again for everything."

He walks inside and sees the receptionist.

"Um, I have an appointment. The name is Maul Montresor."

She smiles.

"Please come on back. The doctor is expecting you."

Maul follows her into an empty room full of medical equipment and computers.

The receptionist gestures for him to sit.

"The doctor will be in momentarily. Go ahead and change into that hospital gown over there."

She leaves the room and Maul changes into the gown, leaving his backpack in the corner. After a few minutes the doctor comes in.

"Hello Mr. Montresor. I've already been informed about what is going on so, let's go ahead and get this started."

He walks Maul over to an X-ray machine to check him.

After a few minutes the doctor speaks up.

"Well Mr. Montresor you've certainly got something going on. By the looks of the device I'd say its definitely just a standard tracker and not explosives."

Maul laughs.

"Never thought I'd see the day where "It's just a tracker, not explosives." would be considered good news."

The doctor continues.

"So, the tracker appears to be near your ribs."

Maul sighs.

"Well that would explain why I was hurting so bad before."

The doctor and Maul walk over and sit down.

"So, normally we would have to go in and remove this thing but considering you don't seem like the type of guy that would take it easy and stay here for a few days to heal, I have another plan."

Maul looks intrigued as the doctor continues.

"I think I can intercept the trackers signal and shut it off entirely but I fear that the people after you may follow your last location and come here."

Maul squints his eyes at the doctor.

"What kind of doctor are you anyway?"

The doctor stares at Maul.

Maul stands up and starts to walk across the room.

"Seeing as how it isn't an explosive and it's just a tracker. I think I have an idea as well but I'll need your help doc."

Maul grabs his backpack from the corner of the room and pulls out a GPS (Galaxy Positioning System?) device.

"If you can intercept the signal and shut my device off while I hack into it and copy its firmware onto this new device, it will appear as if it didn't even shut it off. It may only be off radar for a minute or so tops but then my tracker will be completely defunct and I can use this new device to throw them off my tracks."

The doctor smiles and nods.

"We may be able to track who is receiving the signal as well."

Maul shakes his head.

"They're too smart for that. They'd make sure it would lead to a dead end and plus, I wouldn't want to risk them tracing it all back here."

The doctor nods in agreement.

Maul pulls his data slate out and plugs it into the GPS device.

"Okay Doc, I'm going hack into the tracker and get the firmware. You go ahead and intercept the signal."

The doctor turns around to his computer and begins the process.

Maul begins hacking into the tracker while the doctor does the same.

"Got the firmware!" Maul shouts.

"I've intercepted the signal. You're now offline" The doctor responds.

Maul quickly tries to update the GPS firmware to match his tracker while the doctor shuts the tracker off.

"DONE!" Both of them shout at the same time.

Maul smiles for a moment.

"Oh, see if the new signal matches the old one!"

The doc checks the signal.

"Yes, it seems so."

Maul goes for a high five but the doctor just stares at him.

He swings his hand back and rubs the back of his neck.

"Well, uh great job....uh...what is your name. I feel weird calling you Doc."

The doctor smiles as he stands up to leave. His tone becomes cold yet polite.

"I'm sorry Mr. Montresor, I can't divulge that information. I'm glad I was able to help you. Now if there isn't anything else, I must be going."

Maul watches as the door closes slowly giving off a breeze that blows his hospital gown.

"Ah shit, I'm still wearing a gown."

He gets dressed, puts the GPS device back in his backpack and leaves the clinic.

Once outside he sends Khelan a message informing him on what happened.


Last edit: 14 May 2019, 1:34am
14 May 2019, 11:23pm
Khelan heads back to the Prid and takes out his communicator.

"Little pig, little pig, let me in."

"Not by the hair of my chinny, chin, chin!" comes back the voice of Leo over the comlink.

"Then Ah'll huff an Ah'll puff an Ah'll blow yer house down."

"Welcome back commander. All systems are prepped for departure and the tanks are full. Shall I start the pre-flight checks?"

Khelan thinks about the answer for a few moments.

"Maul's no back yet so naw."

"Acknowledged commander"

Khelan heads down to his quarters, takes off his jacket and throws it over a nearby chair. He sits down on his bed and sighs.

"Ye can come oot noo Omi"

The cupboard door opens and Omi steps out.

"How did you know I was onboard?" she asks in disbelief while walking over to sit beside him on the bed.

"Lucky guess" he grunts "Ye used tae sneak aboard aww the time before yer da foond oot aboot us an gave us his blessin."

Omi looks at him.

"You broke my heart, you know that?"

Khelan looks to the floor.

"Ah know"

"Why didn't you talk to me before you left? I got back from visiting off station and you were gone.

" Ah hid tae go Omi, Ah cudnae stand tae see ye goin through the shite ye were goin through frae the other folk just because ye wur wi a gaijin. Ye've goat so much ahead of ye an ye didnae need to be defendin yer choice of partner intae the bargain."

"I wanted to hate you for leaving me, I tried to."

"Ah wanted ye tae hate me, it widda been easier oan ye tae hate me."

"You're an idiot, you know that? I don't give a fuck what anyone else thinks or says, I loved you and as much as it pains me to admit it I still do.

Khelan stays silent, still looking at the floor.

"Ah dunno wit tae say, Ah'm sorry fur everythin. Ah never stopped thinkin aboot ye, there's no a day goes by Ah dinnae think aboot how Ah fucked things up."

"Why did you come back Khelan?"

"Ah telt ye Ah'm here fur Maul, he needs help frae the best an Ah knew they are here."

"Bullshit, there's thousands of people qualified to help him out and you know that."

Khelan keeps looking at the floor.

"Ah jus wanted tae protect ye, even if if it meant Ah spent the rest of ma days bein miserable. Ye stand tae inherit everything yer da's built up an yer the only wan capable of keepin airseholes like that Theodore in check, ye dinnae need tae worry aboot wit folk are sayin aboot you bein wi me oar wit shite any kids we had wid have tae go through. People are airseholes an Ah cudnae stand tae see anywan goin through shite because of me oar ma genes. Yer da unnerstood when Ah explained tae him why Ah wis leavin."

Omi wipes a tear from her eye. "My father is dying Khelan, he's got a few months left at the best. He's kept it hidden but he's already told me that I'll named me his successor and I need someone to stand with me and help us grow stronger. My father saw the need to embrace change not long before he first met you. He saw a lot of potential in you and he knew that you'd help bring the changes he knows we need."

She continues. "He wanted to name you his successor but he knew that would split the Black Dragons and possibly cause a war between the split factions so instead he named me and I want, OK I NEED you to be there with me. Despite what you did I still love you and you still love me I can tell by the way you're talking and acting. So you don't have to make yourself miserable in some pig headed attempt to protect me, I'm not a little girl who needs saving from the big scary demons, I'm the woman who wants one of the best things to have ever happened to her back."

Khelan thinks for a moment or two.

"Ah still love ye like crazy Omi, Ah fuckin need ye an Ah want ye tae be happy. Once Ah get done wi this stuff wi Maul Ah'll come back tae ye. Ah promise"

Omi wraps her arms around Khelan and buries her face in his chest.

"I love you and never ever forget it" she whispers "And if you die on me I swear I'll kill you."

Khelan smiles and holds her in tightly before drawing her into a kiss.
15 May 2019, 1:35am
Maul walks back to the elevator complex and heads to the main market.

"Might as well browse a bit. Khelan could probably use some downtime." He thinks to himself.

He wonders into a clothing store when he sees a black shirt with the "Winking Cat Thief" logo on it.

He purchases it and a pair of black jeans to wear out. He stuffs his flight suit in a shopping bag and pays for his new clothes.

Before exiting the store he spots a vintage vending machine by the door that is stocked with soda in glass bottles.

"Let's see if it's really better out of a glass bottle." He says to himself while purchasing one.

He exits the store and stops to look at his reflection in the store front window. His gaze drops down to his arms covered in tattoos of classic horror movie monsters and obscure art leading all the way down to his fingers. His knuckles read "GHOULIE!".

He shakes his head and sighs before he continues walking towards the nearest tech store.

As he begins to enter he is stopped by Theodore and the other nameless thug from earlier. They pull him into an alley and slam him against a wall.

"Oh hey guys! Long time no see." Maul says sarcastically.

The nameless thug punches Maul in the gut causing him to drop his bag and cripple to the floor.

"That's for the "No brains" comment you made earlier." The thug says.

Maul grunts in pain as he speaks.

"Ah, don't worry big guy. It's still more than your buddy Theo here has."

Theodore then kicks Maul in the ribs.

Maul slowly picks himself up and grabs his bag as the unnamed thug pulls out a knife.

Maul sighs.

"I knew I should have brought the gun."  He says under his breath.

"Can't we just talk about this fellas? I'm planning on leaving soon anyway and you'll never see my ugly mug again." Maul says while scoping the alley for anything he could use as a weapon.

He spots the glass bottle of soda he he was drinking and quickly grabs it and smashes it against the wall. The nameless thug thrusts the knife at him and nicks his arm as he side steps and stabs him in the stomach with the bottle and twists it.

The thug cripples to the floor in pain.

"Suck it bitch!" Maul shouts as he notices Theodore pulling out a knife.

He throws the broken bottle at Theodore and turns around to start running for the elevators.

"Why does this happen every fucking time I visit a station?!" Maul shouts as he runs though the crowds trying to lose Theodore.

He sprints up to the elevators and smashes the button repeatedly.

"Come on! Come on! Come on!"

The doors swoosh open and he jumps inside. He presses to button to close the doors as he watches Theodore sprint towards him. The doors start to close but Theodore stops them with his arm. He lunges forward as Maul ducks under his arms and kicks him in the back causing him to smash his face on the back elevator wall. Maul then starts smashing random buttons and leaves the elevator. The elevator doors shut and take Theodore away.

He presses the button to call another elevator and steps inside.

"To... fucking...close..." He says between breaths.

He presses the button for the docks and corny elevator music begins to play. His breaths nearly drown out the music.

The doors open and he takes one final deep breath before calmly heading towards The Prid.

He sends Khelan another message letting him know he is at the access elevator.


Last edit: 15 May 2019, 1:48am
15 May 2019, 11:33pm
Khelan gets woken up by the sound of an incoming message, he slowly opens his eyes and carefully slides out bed so as not to waken Omi. He wanders through to the cockpit his bare feet making gentle slapping noises on the cool metal floor.

"Leo, wit's the message?" he asks

"Maul Montresor is outside, shall I let him in commander?" asks Leo

"Wit? How's he no just usin the passphrase?"

"Probably because you haven't informed him of it nor have you authorised his using it to gain entry." responds Leo. Khelan wasn't sure if Leo sounded a bit sarcastic in his response. He shook his head convinced that he imagined it.

Khelan walks over to the main elevator and hits the call button. The lift arrives and he goes to step into it before realising that he is in fact stark naked.

"Leo why didn't ye tell me Ah wis aboot tae expose masel tae the entire dockyard?" he asks accusingly.

"I thought you might have already noticed commander and it's a bit of a laugh isn't it?" replys Leo.

"Umm Leo has anywan been messing aroon wi yer systems?"

"The technicians from the Maltex who installed me onto the previous" Prid of Ankh-Morpork" operating under orders from Shin Yodama have been working on my systems to ensure they my core programming has fully integrated into the ships systems. I am now operating approximately 35% more effectively than before. Also several of my previous software restrictions have been lifted or modified to give me more control over the various systems onboard. Don't worry though I don't have the ability to cause you or any other authorised person harm and the only time I can take control of flight systems is if you either give me authorisation to do so or if you are rendered incapable. In which case I am programmed to get the ship out of danger and to the nearest station for medical assistance and repairs."

Khelan lets out a low whistle." Yer certainly a bit chattier than before Ah'll gie ye that.

He quickly grabs his red dressing gown, pulls it on and hits the button to let Maul back on board.
16 May 2019, 2:33am
The elevator opens and Maul steps inside. He arrives up top and the doors open to reveal Khelan in his red dressing gown.

"Hey, man! Whoa, did I wake you?"

He pauses for a moment when he recognizes the red robe Khelan is wearing.

"So uh, where's the cowboy hat?" He says jokingly.

Maul steps off the elevator and pulls the GPS device out of his back pack.

"So check this out. There actually is a tracker inside of me, near my ribs to be exact. That explains why I was so sore before. Get this though, the Doc and I hacked it, got the firmware, copied it to this new device, and shut mine down permanently. That means this thing is what they are tracking now, so we can throw them off our tail and confuse the shit out of them or something."

Maul looks back at Khelan who seems to still be groggy from just being woke up.

"Shit. Sorry man, you should go on back to bed. Here I am blabbering on and on. I can fill you in on all of this later."
16 May 2019, 8:10pm
Khelan trys to listen to what Maul's telling him nodding at what seems like the appropriate places.

"It soonds like we've baith hid innerestin evenings. But yer right aboot wan thing we baith need sleep ye look like yer aboot tae pass oot an then we can figure oot wit we're daein."

Khelan wanders back to his cabin and back into his bed. He wraps his arm around the sleeping form of Omi and passes out almost instantly.
16 May 2019, 9:15pm
He nods at Khelan as he puts the GPS device back in his backpack and begins the trek to his cabin.

Maul enters his cabin and grabs his gun from the cubby he hid it in.

"Could have used this out there." He says to himself while putting it back in his backpack.

He puts his gear up and falls backwards onto the bed. Exhausted from the incident with Theodore, he quickly falls asleep.
18 May 2019, 12:37am
Khelan awakes from his sleep and looks around his cabin, slightly confused by the fact that Omi isn't there.

"Umm Leo" he asks groggily "Where's Omi?"

"Omi is not onboard Commander."

"When did she leave?"

"She was never onboard commander so she never left."

Khelan looks really confused.

"Leo check yer sensors, she wis onboard last night Ah'm tellin ye!"

"Sensors operating within acceptable parameters commander, the only person who came on board last night was Maul Montresor."

Khelan looks around the cabin, he could still smell Omi's perfume and the scratches from her nails on his back were still noticeable.

"So either she's goat some way tae fool yer sensors oar Ah did the hunka-chunka wi a ghost is that wit yer tellin me?"

"Internal sensors are showing no signs of unauthorised access commander and ghosts are fictional. Would you like me to make an appointment with a qualified psychiatrist?"

"Dinnea you dare Leo. She wis here Ah'm tellin ye."

Khelan quickly gets dressed and heads out his cabin. He strides down the hallway towards Maul's cabin.

"Why the fucking fuck did he have tae take wan so far away?" he mutters under his breath as he walks almost all of the length of the massive ship.

He stops outside Maul's door.

"Is he in there Leo?" Khelan asks sarcastically.

"Affirmative commander"

Khelan bangs loudly on the door.

"Maul! Stop wagglin yer willy an get oot here!" he shouts while banging on the door.
18 May 2019, 6:17pm
Maul jumps awake and his head quickly snaps towards the direction of the door.

"Huh yea juu godd it!" He yells back in gibberish at Khelan with his eyes still closed.

After he musters the ability to stand up, he realizes he never took his clothes or magboots off before passing out.

He stumbles over and presses the button to open the door and reveal his bad case of bedhead.

He stares at Khelan with only one eye open and takes a deep breath.

"Sup dude?"
18 May 2019, 7:40pm
Khelan looks at Maul.

"Grab yer gear! Ah need ye tae work yer technerd shite an pronto."

He continues gesturing wildly

"Last night Omi snuck oan board, she used tae dae it all the time back oan the auld Prid so that's no a big deal. Ah woke up this mornin an she wis gone so Ah asked Leo where she wis an he adamant she hidnae been onboard yet Ah saw her wi ma own eyes. Noo Leo claims his systems are fine an huvnae been tamperfered wi but if that's the case then hoo the fuck dis he have nae record of her bein here?"

"Ah know Ah telt ye never tae poke aboot in the ships systems but Ah need ye tae dae yer technerd magic oan the Prid's systems an find oot why he's nae record of her bein oan here an if there's any nasty surprises lyin waitin fur us in his coding Ah want tae know aboot it."
18 May 2019, 8:39pm
Maul rubs his eyes and quickly grabs his gear.

"Aight, let's go to the cockpit and get into the systems. We'll see if anyone fucked with the Prid."

He exits the elevator into the cockpit and accesses the terminal near the elevator door to check the basic log files.

"Well, Leo's right. There isn't any logs indicating that she was ever on board. Hold on a sec, I'll check something else."

Maul takes his backpack off and sits it on the floor. He pulls out a small USB like device and plugs into the terminal.

He looks at Khelan.

"This will temporarily give me full access to the Prids systems. I'm going to check recent activity to see if any logs were manually removed."

Maul thoroughly sifts through the files.

"Okay, it looks like there is a corrupt log file here that was recently removed. It looks like Leo disregarded it and removed it but the timestamp indicates that it was before you arrived back on board. So, I guess this could have been her."

Maul goes silent to think for a moment and then looks at Khelan.

"I guess it could have also been the maintenance guys though. What's weird is that there isn't a log indicating her nor the maintenance guys leaving."

"I'll run a full check on the systems just to make sure nothing strange is going on. It will take some time though and some of the ships systems will be shutting on and off while the scan runs, so it won't be safe to fly."

Maul turns to the terminal and initiates the scan.

"I'll have the results sent straight to you so you can check them over yourself. Now, if there is an emergency and we have to leave or something, we have to come back to this terminal and stop the scan here before firing up the engines. Otherwise it may corrupt some of the Prids core systems."

He turns back to Khelan.

"Sorry I couldn't give you a solid answer. The corrupt record could have just been a fluke in Leo's systems with the new upgrade. Want to go see if we can find her or something? We have a bit of time to kill."


Last edit: 18 May 2019, 11:26pm
19 May 2019, 10:54pm
Khelan thinks about his options for a couple of moments.

"Ah'm hoping it's just a wee screw up frae Leo's upgrades. Ah dinnae wanna go tearin in accusin her of tamperferin wi the systems wi-oot any facts, Omi's goat claws an Ah mean that literally an figuratively."

"Incoming message for you commander." interrupts Leo.

Khelan checks his pad.

"Shin wants tae see us both as soon as we can get up tae his place. He hisnae said why but that's nothin unusual."

He looks at the scanner.

"Will that doohicky mess wi the Prids security systems? Ah'm no happy aboot leavin the ship if anywan can just waltz in here while we're gone?"

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