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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12 Nov 2016, 7:23pm
The powerfully built man eyed the opening door with great suspicion. He wasn't sure what he was getting himself into, and passing through that door seemed to be some sort of line of demarcation. It unnerved him more and the feeling of unease welled up in his belly.

He took a breath, and stepped into the elevator.
13 Nov 2016, 12:13am
The doors closed behind Stryker and while the numbers on the display began moving upwards, the elevator did the exact opposite.

The descend didn't last long and as the door opened Stryker stood in front of a petite woman much shorter than he was. Her red hair was restrained by various clips and bands and fell down in a halfway neat braid. The suit she wore gave her a professional aura anyways.

"Mr. Aune, this way, please.", she said in a businesslike tone while she pointed towards yet another self opening door a bit down the hallway. It was pretty plain and there wasn't much to see except for the two sentry guns to the left and the right of the elevator.
13 Nov 2016, 1:46am
Stepping into the corridor the only sound to be heard, apart from the thumping of his own heart, was the whirring of servo motors as the 2 sentry guns locked onto Strykers thermal signature.

Thinking to himself "make it look like you belong here" he strode purposely into step with the red haired woman
13 Nov 2016, 2:53am
Mads MarshallStepping into the corridor the only sound to be heard, apart from the thumping of his own heart, was the whirring of servo motors as the 2 sentry guns locked onto Strykers thermal signature.

Thinking to himself "make it look like you belong here" he strode purposely into step with the red haired woman


Bro, it would seem your taking control of my character!
He thought and said no such things. He did not do those actions. Rebecca is handling the NPC's for this portion of our RP.

If that is not the case, you need to be in communication with Rebecca and myself OOCly before interjecting yourself into our RP.


Last edit: 13 Nov 2016, 4:11am
13 Nov 2016, 7:41pm
Stryker considered the woman, and she was short. The red braided hair was oddly juxtaposed against the business suit. "You have me at a disadvantage, " he said in his low voice looking at where she was pointing. "And what will I find beyond those doors?" He asked her taking note of the sentry guns. He never thought a muesum would house asecret military instillation and was quite sure that whatever he had gotten himself into was quite serious and he probably can't back out of it.
13 Nov 2016, 8:21pm
The woman stopped and looked over her shoulder.

"You'll find two chairs, a table and a camera in there."

She turned around.

"But if you prefer we can hold our conversation here. It might take a while so I'd rather sit down."
13 Nov 2016, 8:58pm
Stryker nodded and removed the brimmed hat he was wearing and nodded his shaved head as he stepped into the room. He pulled out a chair and sat in it. He wondered if Rebecca Hail was going to send him off to that penal colony after all for that stupid accident. But then why did she say that if things went south, she might be able to lift him out before that would happen?

He continued to play it cool. He thought about interlacing his fingers and resting the hands on the table, but he didn't want to accidentally cut one off with that wicked mechanical claw like cybernetic. He remained quite, assuming the woman would proceed to ask him questions.
13 Nov 2016, 11:52pm
The woman entered the white coloured room after Stryker. It was a 5m x 5m quadratic room and as she said only a table and two chairs where in it.

She walked around the desk, sat down and opened two holographic screens, only readable from her direction.

"Mr. Aune, my name is Yvette Smith, I'm responsible for you today. Before we start with the actual interview, do you have any questions? I won't guarantee that I'm allowed to answer any question, but I'll try if possible."
14 Nov 2016, 3:24pm
The huge bodybuilder sat there, his blue eyes upon the petite woman. His elbows were resting on the table. There was a ripping sound as one of his huge biceps tore through the tight folded shirt sleeve. He glanced at it and shook his head.

"Sorry, I didn't know what to expect," he started to say, " So I bought this at a surplus to blend I'm, if needed. It's kinda hard to find attire in my size" Stryker shifted his weight before continuing. "I really didn't know what to expect. Commander Hail sent me here if I wanted a job, but I have no idea what that intailled." He took a breath. I would prefer a level of animosity. Now, what is this place, and who runs it. And I won't take, the Federation, as an answer."

Stryker then leaner back into the chair.
14 Nov 2016, 5:56pm
"Well, this is the cellar of a museum.", Yvette smirked a bit. "I'm not yet allowed to give you closer details. You'll have to sign this first."

She tapped repeatedly on her holographic terminal then she turned it with a quick move of her hand towards Stryker.

'Non-Disclosure Agreement' stood in big orange letters over a wall of legal text.

"To be clear, this isn't placing you under an obligation to work for us in any way. It's just requiring you to keep silent over any conversation or information you might have or get here."
14 Nov 2016, 7:34pm
Stryker would take his time reading over the fine print, making little comments like, "mmmhmmm,", and "yes I see...." and " I like how the 'I's' are dotted..." But he really was being meticulous. Satisfied that it was a nondisclosure form, he signed it.
14 Nov 2016, 10:20pm
Yvette pulled the terminal back.

"Well, Mr. Aune, this is indeed the cellar of a museum. It's currently used as an unofficial medical facility and as coordination center by the Federal Intelligence Service. Of course, this is, like anything else you might see or hear here, classified information. Do you have any more questions?"
15 Nov 2016, 12:41am
He looked at Yvette and tilted his head.
"Why me? What was it Commander Hail saw in me that she would lead me here?"
15 Nov 2016, 3:05pm
"That is something you have to ask herself. Now then, Mr. Aune, shall we begin the interview?"
15 Nov 2016, 9:35pm
He would nod his shorn head. "Yes, proceed."

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