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Junior
Junior nods as he hears what is needed of him. "Okay, information gathering. I can handle that. So... should i get started right away or is there some more things that I need to know." He rocks back and forth on his heels as he responds.
Ratchet and Clank
Ratchet breathes in and out heavily as he says, "That! Was a close one. Okay then Aphelion you got those readouts yet?"
(I turn Aphelion over to you Cracklord temporarily for the readouts.)
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Shevek
The people of the Tau Ceti system, although quite human in every practical sense (thanks to Forerunner colonization attempts and whatnot), have one particular racial feature that sets them apart.
They're...well, they're fuzzy. A light downy sort of dermal hair fairly similar to baby fuzz. They ain't cat people or some weird **** like that: they look human. They are human.
They also happen to look a tad pet-able.
Shevek and the various syndics from the various free organizations of Annares file into the room in a scattered, individualistic fashion. Some take to the seats, bouncing up and down on the soft fabric with a bit of skepticism: some of the more scientific ones are examining a few of the technological devices, others are glowering at the 'Propertarian Oppressors', and a fair portion are trying to strike up conversations with the Security Officers positioned by the walls.
Shevek turns to the Klingon officer.
"Shevek!" He says in a bright tone, holding out his hand.
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Captain Picard
"I have always relied upon the ship's counselor to not only ensure that my crew is mentally sound, but to ascertain the moods and impressions of those we are to meet. A Counselor is always valuable during diplomacy."
He pauses for a moment.
"As for the 'leaders'' attitudes towards the Federation..." With an explorer's spirit and the future in his eyes, Picard turns his lips upwards. "...that's what we are shortly about to find out. The meeting takes place in two hours on the Holodeck, Ladies and Gentlemen. Please be prompt."
Meeting with Shevek
"Apologies, gentlemen, for my delay. I'm afraid Doctor Crusher needed to see me about arranging vaccinations for some of the Vulcan crewmembers."
The "Conference Room," as it were, is indistinguishable from a normal one aboard the Sovereign-Enterprise. Larger, certainly, but with nothing that would make anyone suspicious of it.
The Captain is dressed impeccably in his dress uniform. There is a very calm, professional air to him. Authoritative...but casual.
"But before we begin, would anybody like anything to eat? A beverage?"
Picard begins to speak with a more commanding tone.
"Pain au chocolat avec des truffes, s'il vous-plait"
For a moment, they wonder if he's actually ordering someone to do something...before they see the replicator. Before they see the food appear, created out of thin air. Picard reaches in with the air of one used to doing so (albeit a tad slower than normal, for the sake of showmanship), and takes a bite of the pastry. When his mouth is free, he speaks again, merriment evident on his face.
"I assure you. It's quite delicious."
Hober Mallow
"I suppose so, my dear."
The dance of Companion custom and formality was irritating and fascinating at the same time. But it was worth it, especially when the Guild had such...stunning individuals.
Preem Palver
Perfect.
He's in the bar already when Jayne and Mal enter. In the middle of telling a particularly vile, nasty joke that was banned in Argo (but then again, what wasn't?), he points at the two entering.
"Barkeep!" he says, slurring his words slightly. "A round for the two that jus' walked in 'ere!"
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Shevek
Shevek takes a a chocolate truffle and eats it with gusto. Only one, though: Annaresti aren't really used to rich food, a fact he'd learned after too many dinner parties on Urras.
"Mmmm!" Shevek says, then swallows. Then he examines the replicator machine with undisguised fascination.
"A Energy-to-Matter Replicator! I've heard about these things!"
So far, so good. Then, with a gleam in his eye, taking out a battered yet fairly advanced data pad, Shevek, (and a few of the scientifically minded syndics) betray their Anarchist sympathies.
"Are the specs available for download? What's the power input ratio?"
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Shevek, Picard
Riker clears his throat. "We will be most happy to answer all your questions, but it can wait. Regardless of how these negotiations turn out, we can have some of our scientists show you how to make one as soon as our discussion is done." It was important to show them that the Alliance was perfectly willing to help them. The matter replicators were extremely valuable, although they had limits. Complex elements and chemical compositions fell apart at a cellular level long before the machine completed them, so they were little use at creating anything complex, but just the same they were one of the primary elements of The Federations 'post-want society', and hopefully would allow them to one day become a 'post-scarcity society'.
He doesn’t say anything else, it was important not to undermine Picard or make him look weak, but it was also important to keep the group focused on topic. If he had to come off as the somewhat stuffy aid to do it, then there were worse sacrifices.
Hober Mallow
"So, might I assume we are celebrating something? Fine wine and interesting company," she winks, "Center of the civilized universe, I can only assume something is going very well for you."
Preem Palver, Serenity
This far in the civilized world, synthehol was the substitute, giving a similar buzz but not leading to excess, not damaging the liver or body, and not giving a hang-over. The barman slides three wiskeys over the table at Zoe, Mal and Jayne.
Junior
"We intend to make a few adjustments to your ship first. Nothing sinister, simply updating the weaponry and navigation system. After that is completed, you will go to the co-ordinates given, make contact, then await further instructions.
Kirk
"Captain, the Romulan Empire has just made contact. They are not hostile, they simply wish an accounting of why we are crossing over into their space." Chekhov says calmly, removing his headset and flicking a switch. “Should I establish contact?”
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Faye and Spike
Faye nods towards the other Bounty Hunters and follows behind Spike. Spike brings his mark up towards the docked Bebop where Jet is sitting on the deck. "Dear God did Spike bring us back a live one? We might actually make something on this one."
"Very funny. Fire up the engines and get us to the nearest precint. He's a talker." Spike sighs as he shoves the criminal onto the ship and lights himself a cigarette.
Jet nods and heads inside to start her up.
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SPD
Doggie shivers slightly at the site of the pastry for a moment. He can smell the ever dangerous but near universal among human cuisine chocolate in it but he does not wish to throw off negotiations by letting it set him off too much.
Bridge looks at the summoned dessert and decides to try something himself. "Buttery toast."
Kat just shakes her head at both of her comrades.
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Shevek
In Annaresti meetings, usually there's a period of conversation and mingling, then a drifting to the center of the room for a discussion of the issues at hand.
All the same, Riker's request isn't phrased unreasonably, and everyone gathers at the briefing table.
Shevek is neither the first nor the last one to take a seat. But he does wind up being the first to speak.
"So." He says, spreading his hand wide. "You have your Anarchists. What are you going to do with them?"
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Junior
"Alright then I'll just chill until the adjustments are done then. Then when we're ready we'll take off and get to work," he says as he stretches his arms back and proceeds to sit down and relax while the modifications are being put in place.
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Junior
Eisenhorn is not capable of facial expression, so you have no idea what he thinks of that. But he doesn't seem about to tell you, straightening and adjusting his coat. "Very well. We shall speak again soon."
Shevek, Picard
Everyone settles, and waits for the opening exchange. Once the negotiations begin in earnest, different specialists will explain details, philosophy shall be discussed, and all a manner of exchange will begin. But right now, it's between Picard and Shevek, unanimously decided upon spokesperson.
Faye and Spike
Nadrak has not moved since being place in the cell, as the ship starts off. You get a sense he's waiting for you to approach him, patient as a date with the grim reaper. You've sensibly left him alone, getting the ship off the ground and into the upper stratosphere then out into space. You'll be across in six hours, so there is plenty to do in the meantime. Yet just the same, whenever your not actively forcing your mind on other things you find it, inexorably returning to the prisoner.
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Ed and Eine
With the others distracted by their planning on how to divy up the bounty between them Ed finds herself wandering to the rarely used cell they have in the back of the ship alongside Eine.
The small dog stops and growls at their prisoner as Ed sits crossed legged in front of the cell.
"Hi! I'm Edward!" The strange young girl says waving to Nadrak.
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Hober Mallow
"I can afford to...indulge myself more than other times, yes."
Buyer's remorse is beginning to set in. He's a fairly direct man when it comes to his pleasures; getting a Companion had been a whim more than anything. A few hours time, and it was getting flushed away in idle chit-chat.
Jean-Luc Picard
"I wouldn't dare to presume to call you 'my' anarchists at all. As difficult as it may be for you to believe, we do both believe in self-determination. For the rights of any planet, any individual, to be upheld."
Picard sits opposite from Shevek, palms spread onto the table.
"We have documents and various reports on your world, but they are, for the most part, either incomplete, incredibly biased, or so nuanced as to be all but useless. I would ask you to tell us about your world. Your society, in your own words. And if you wish, after you are done, we can do the same."
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Shevek
Shevek nods.
"Very cyclical. I approve."
Shevek pauses in thought.
"As a starting point, perhaps you could tell us the basics of what you do know bout our world? IN brief, what is Annares in your eyes?"
{I.E. post something short and utilitarian while I read over certain sections of the Dispossessed again:smallwink:}
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Kirk
"Send word that we come in peace." Kirk says, leaning back in his chair in case of a video transmission.
Kirk didn't have much experience with the mysterious Romulan Star Empire. He knew that they were related to Vulcans in some way; that much was obvious. But unlike the Klingons, little information came from withen their empire; they knew next to nothing about the oldest foes the federation knew, which was something of an oxymoron.
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Kirk
The Romulan shuttlecraft in the main viewer had been positively identified as a military vessel, and as you hail it the viewscreen flashed to life. You opposite number folded his arms and smiled at Kirk, with that same, arrogant smile that all Romulans seemed to be born with. "If that is the case, there can be no harm in informing us as to your reason for being here."
Ed and Eine
The Painalian looks up, and waves them over. "I can see that." He says softly. "You would be the intelligence of this organization then, given your size and trusting nature I'd imagine you work primarily from this ship, while the others actually drag us undesirables here. Would I be correct?"
Shevek, Picard
Riker decides to be blunt. "To our eyes, Annares is a problem. Maintaining an embargo is expensive, but refusing to do so more so. Furthermore, as you are no doubt aware it is seen as neutral territory, even sanctuary by those fleeing justice, and as an embarrassment by the administration."
Seeing he has your attention, he shrugs. "I myself see no issue with your way of life. It hurts nobody else, so you should be free to do it. As far as I am concerned, every lifeform has rights to think, live, be treated with respect and walk, scuttle or slither towards a bright new dawn. It's not even that we're different, if you look at the Federation I suspect you would find that in this age we have more in common then you believe. But The Federation doesn't like having to defend a planet that won't offer any acknowledgments in return."
Hober Mallow
Seeing he's becoming bored, she steps over and wraps her arms around him. "Enough talk." She whispers, and pulls him aside.
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Shevek
Shevek nods. "That, then, is your viewpoint, and the viewpoint of the Federation in general."
He fidgets. As the most traveled of the children of the Annarres, his authority when it came to knowledge has sort of bled over into authority within the group of Annaresti delegates. In an effort to defuse this...
"Perhaps it would be good if my brothers and sisters were to say a few words about what Annares is to them."
And so the men and women of Annarres each have their brief say, each person's expressed views upon their planet (well, moon, really), coloring their own perceptions, from the geographical ('the one continental mass of Annarres rings the globe and is bracketed by too main oceans...') to the historical ('After the Great Strikes and the brokering of the Settlement Agreement with the Council of World Governments of Urras, settlers associated with the Odonian movement made a mass landing near the Settlement that would eventually be named Abbenay...') to the passionately political (the people of Annarres, without states, premiers, presidents, chiefs, generals, bosses, landlords, wages, or wars, stand united and free in a spirit of solidarity, and shall stand together against all odds...').
Then came Shevek's turns. He closed his eyes, and then, awkwardly, speaking from the heart, he said:
"Annarres...is my home. And quite egoistically, I want the best for it."
There was a bit of silence.
Shevek coughed. "I have a question of sorts. You said that the Federation defends our world specifically, despite us not acknowledging our authority. What does that mean? There aren't exactly Battle Fleets from interstellar empires seeking to carpet bomb our world, and we've never asked for any help of that sort in defending our world anyways."
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Shevak
Riker turns to Picard and shrugs, leaving the next move to him. How to explain the Dominion war or the Borg expansion to someone who has never heard of either of those groups? How to make them understand that humanity isn't the only power in the galaxy, and competition is not always peaceful? They've been apart too long, and are unused to violence.
He liked what he heard. A bit simple, maybe, but a home a man could be proud of, one he wouldn't mind himself, come to think of it. The Federation wasn't perfect. It was moving forward, which was good, but there was still plenty an idealist would object to. In a strange way, Annares seemed closer to what the Federation wanted to be then almost anywhere else he'd seen, and they'd done it with far less.
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Serenity
Jayne takes his drink and throws it back. Mal and Zoe watch him first with the sort of unconscious caution that gets drilled into survivors, but when there seem to be no ill-effects take theirs as well. During the war, they'd learned to be wary of trusting something so easily turned against you. And even since the war it wouldn't be the first time someone has tried to poison them.
Mal walks over to sit down at the mans table, looking him up and down. "Got the look of a man with a job that needs doing." Mal observed, thumbs resting in his suspenders. "Maybe I can help you out with that." Zoe has his back, watching around to make sure the man is alone, wile Jayne walks over to the bar and does what he can to compound the drink and stretch the intrest he was provided.
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SPD
While Picard and Shevek discuss their positions Doggie and Bridge round out the edges of the negotiation. Doggie looks to his former charge and issues an order. "Bridge, go find one of the aides and get me a reading."
"Isn't that very amoral and likely to insult the people we are negotiating with?" Bridge asks with no shortage of concern.
"Only if you get caught. No go." Doggie growls as the young man sighs and removes his gloves. Bridge navigates the room until he can find one of Shevek's assistants to shake hands with.
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Ed and Eine
The tiny dog that a man such as Nadrak has surely recognized for the advanced genetically modified being it is by now continues to growl and making a point of standing in between Ed and their prisoner.
"Ed fight the bad guys too." The little girl protests crossing her arms in front of her.
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SPD
Swinburne Sinclair-Peter was tall and rangy, with the air of one who does not belong. His long, dark hair is streaked with silver, as is the downy fuzz on his face, giving him an almost tiger-like appearence. This fits him fairly well, he has the look of an aging predator about him more then anything. He shakes your hand right back, and nods to you.
"The Federation has come a long way." He says.
Ed, Eine
"I believe you." He says. He's not much taller then the twelve year old, small and sleak with a wiry stregnth to him, but still a shade bellow five feet tall. He looks down at the dog, and makes a show of licking his lips.
"Do you know, where I come from that dog would be considered a delicacy? We have so little that the meat on it's bones would be far more valuable to us then the knowledge in it's head." He looks up at you with souless eyes, and bares small, sharp teeth, and suddenly you can't help but wonder if he'd eat human as gladly as dog. "Isn't that the basis of all wealth? Whatever helps the most makes you the most powerful, the most influential. Whether it is more food, more land, more people working for you... It's all the same, isn't it?"
He spares you having to consider it by changing the subject. "But regardless, I find myself wondering how you came to such a life. Surely you are young, and exceptional. Is living in these conditions really making the most of your potential?"
Serenity, Preem Palver
As it would happen, the farmers credit is very good, and the barman doesn't hesitate in letting Jayne stretch it as far as he wants, pushing over a large, frosted glass of what would be non-alcoholic whisky.
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Ed and Eine
"I came from a poor world too. It was this or work for someone like you." Ed says glaring at the man. For a brief moment her eclectic mannerisms and childlike demeanour vanish. They return even quicker than their fading though.
"Where'd you come from then?"
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Bridge
"It's a lot better than it was when you broke off at any rate." Bridge nods.
"Though it does have a long way to go. Range- I'm sorry Counsellor Bridge Carson." Bridge holds out his ungloved hand waiting for the man to shake it so he could get a sense of him.
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Ed and Eine
"Poor? You misunderstand. We were not poor. It's just that everything was so scarce, what could we do but survive? If the wealth does not exist, how can we be poor by not possessing it? First principles, Edward. Simplicity. As for me, well I am possessed of a desire to change this. Acts of terrorism, they call them, but really I seek a more lofty goal. I wish to draw attention to the inequities of this Federation and readdress them where I may. A patriot, you could call me." He stops, suddenly betraying a certain hesitance. "Isn't there a human expression to that effect? 'Do not curse the darkness, but rather light a lamp?' I have never killed anyone. Indeed I deplore violence in all its forms. I rarely lie. And while I may subvert or disregard certain laws, they are not my laws. Why should I be forced to obey them?"
Bridge
He takes your grip, and what you really feel is belief. This man represents the old-school of Annares, the flaming rhetoric and ideology, the intellectual who believes. He was probably deeply unhappy living in his paradise. He'd much rather rabble-rouse and bolster ideological revolutions elsewhere. Despite this, he feels almost gentle, somewhat paradoxically.
"Nothing is perfect. It's the route we take towards it that is important. Even in heaven there is room for improvement. If there wasn't, then what would be left to aspire to? What would be left for work?"
Qo'noS, First City
Once apon a time there was a Martian named Carlisle Valentine Cullen.
Carlisle was as real as taxes but he was a race of one. He was an intelligent creature with the genes and ancestry of a man, but he was not a man. What he was, was something else entirely. Until chance brought him to an arm of the galaxy that he was completely unaware of, he had never laid eyes on a human being. He thinks like a Martian, he feels like a Martian, he acts like a Martian. He's been brought up by a race which has nothing in common with us. Not yet.
For hundreds of years he has lived without want or need, and without a sense of direction. And so he came here with his sons, in order to make contact and begin bringing the people's of this arm of the galaxy towards The Culture's standard of living and idealogical perfection.
He has come.
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Kirk
"We have reports of a time-space anomoly withen your space. What reports we have indicate that it could be dangerous and felt it prudent to investigate."
Solo
While drinking, Solo looks over to Lando, "So, when should we get the stuff onto my ship; and, for that matter, where."
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Bridge
Bridge returns the man's grasp before letting go and thinking to himself. A reading that doesn't work without context. I'll have to go deeper.
"So what would you like to see the Federation change to better accommodate your people?" He asks careful to keep his bare hands away from anyone else lest he be distracted by another reading.
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Ed and Eine
Ed nods slightly and sighs before replying in her childlike voice again, it's hard to tell if the serious voice you heard or this is her true self. "Rules are meant to be broken but not when it hurts people. You've hurt a lot of people."
Eine grows tired of the moral debate he can't participate in and wanders off towards the smell of Jet cooking something in the galley.
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Preem Palver
"Well, I sort of kind of have a job..."
The man leans back in his chair, throws back another shot of synthol.
"...you see, I won the planetary lot-o-ree a few weeks back, and I decided to go and see the stars. Now, the wife was all 'what about me,' and I was all 'what about you,' and I've had the most peace'n'quiet in years. Now, I just got me a wave from her, telling me to get home, or else she's thinking 'bout a divorce! Ain't that somethin? So, what I need is passenger ac-co-mo-dations aboard your ship for the next until you get back to Earth. I tell 'er I'm coming back as quick-like as can be, she's happy, I'm happy, you're happy...we're all happy. What'd you say?"
Captain Picard
Picard is slow to speak, and chooses his next words carefully. His intent is not to scare or intimidate, but to inform. And though that information would cause them to fear all the same, it would be a rational fear, and not the mongering that would take advantage of these people.
"The philosopher Thomas Hobbes noted that the problem with mankind was not that we were all destructive and desirous of other men's power, but that those people existed. This, I believe is the truth of the matter. The Federation has an enlightened sensibility about the galaxy, about morality, about rights and freedom. We are not perfect, not by a long-shot, but we are ever-striving towards our ideals. We recognize our potential, and when we fall short, we know we have done wrong, and seek to improve ourselves accordingly."
He leans forward, eyes sweeping across the room.
"But there are those out there who do not share our ideals. Who are dominated by their desire to control others, to force subjugation and their rule on those too weak to resist them. I have seen a world under the brutal reign of the former Cardassian Empire; their people forced to strip-mine their own planet, their liberties denied, their culture nearly destroyed. Now those masters are slaves to yet another more terrible power, and we have only barely managed to survive an encounter with them. This community you have developed is a shining beacon of hope for the future. But there are those in the darkness that would, out of jealousy or cruelty or ignorance, seek to extinguish that beacon."
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Shevek
Shevek paused.
"I'll say what some of the other people who live on my planet might say in response. That this is an act of fearmongering, an attempt to frighten us into submitting to your authority in the name of defense against a distant foe."
He leans back, eyes examining Picard's.
"But that's not what you're doing. You aren't that sort of person. And one of the implications of...certain equations I helped to formulate is that we...well, everyone, can get news and and information from the farthest reaches of known space. These empires and despotism are...as you say."
He fidgets in his chair as he tangentially refers to the General Temporal Theory he single-handedly formulated, and then broadcast en mass to every civilization in the galaxy.
Many physicists, unfamiliar with Tau Cetian physics, tore at their hair or hair analogues and called it mysticism. But it was consistent and had passed falsifiability tests. And based on it's principles, engineers had formulated the Ansible. A method of instantly transmitting ideas across great distances.
The implications were yet to be all figured out. And the person who'd given this knowledge to the universe...was fidgeting in an armchair.
He frowns.
"What solution do you propose for this quandry?"
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Junior
He merely waits for the ships modifications to finish up, taking a short nap.
Ratchet and Clank
(Did Aphelion get those readouts yet? If so I need you to temporarily take Aphelion so that she can give them out).
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Ratchet and Clank
"Affirmative. This is Pandora, the fifth moon orbiting Polyphemus, gas giant secondary classification, orbiting the sun Alpha Centauri A." The basics done, it starts listing details.
"Diameter: 11447 km. Mass: 0.72 (standard units for an average sized celestial body). Gravity: 0.8g. Atmospheric density: 1.2. Indigenous lifeforms: Considerable, likely the subject of artificial tampering. Currently in possession of the Atredis family."
Junior
You wake up on the bridge, and get your first surprise. Eisenhorn has come with you, sitting on a swivel chair he's moved onto the bridge, fingertips pressed together, face set in his customary frown. "The co-ordinates have been provided. We should arrive in a week with the new engines." Seeing your questioning glance, he tilts his chin slightly.
"The Klingon Empire is our destination."
Ed and Eine
"What a tremendous insult to the vast ocean of experience." He replies, seeming almost insulted to be the subject of such a broad generalization. "There are no people like me. There is only me." He replies, folding his arms.
Bridge
"It will not change. Not on it's own. But from within, perhaps we can change the Federation." He replies steadily. He means to go on fighting his battle against authority regardless what becomes of this planet. But through peaceful means, at least based on what you can tell. He's a rabble rouser and a firm bulwark against any sort of formal administration, but he's not the sort to want to hurt other people. He just believes in his cause.
Kirk
The Romulan's eyes narrow. Your something of a legend among the rivals and enemies of the Federation, the mailed fist to Picard's proffered hand of friendship. It makes them cautious around you, which you like, but it also makes them reluctant to trust you. The smirk doesn't move, but he does consider your point. Then he shakes his head
"If there is such a problem, the Romulan Empire is quite capable of dealing with it ourselves. We don't need assistance from our neighbors for an internal matter. If you want to request a higher Authority, well after you show me your writ from Starfleet guaranteeing you diplomatic immunity, perhaps I can direct you to more official channels."
Solo
"Doctor Liet-Kynes. He's an official Paleontologist, and lives among the Fremen most of the time. you know how it is." Han did know. Just because the Federation as a whole had access to considerable technology, much of it did not trickle around, and there were plenty who lived in far lower conditions, without access to the many luxuries that the other worlds enjoyed. It was a source of much confusion why Arrakis, the most important planet in the Federation, was one such, but it had been a matter of policy for as long as The Federation had existed.
"Don't worry about paying him, we've already got a deal worked out. Can't actually provide until I sell the Spice,b but he says he'll wait." Lando adds carelessly. He then looks over at Chewie. "Come on, why aren't you drinking? You're making Han and me feel awkward, like you know something we don't."
Mallow
You emerge after two hours, sated and rather pleased with yourself, worn out but in a good way. No wonder Companions were so popular. Now comes the business of business, renewing old acquaintances and partners, maintaining links and negotiating new contracts.
Paul Atredis
The ship lands at the gate, the only functional spaceport on the moon. Despite it's importance, civilization here is the barest practicalities, the moon supports little except what is required in order to make use of it's deposits.
Your father takes a moment to adjust his old-fashioned black uniform (He was previously an officer in Starfleet, it's family tradition that all prospective heirs serve there first, and only may inherit after attaining the rank of at least admiral) and straightens his shoulders, then steps out to survey his new home.
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Ed and Eine
((I think you missed a post. That seems to be replying to Ed saying she'd have had to work like someone like him a few posts ago but her last point was that he hurt innocent people which undermines any noble goals he may have had.))
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Bridge
Well this is good so far, while he has his own agenda which the federation would be less than happy with it's nothing dangerous. Bridge smiles to the man. "Well I hope you are successful, sometimes it seems the politicians on Earth could use a bit of a verbal shakedown to bring them to their senses. Except of course when they do something right but even then it's often as an aside to many more misjudgements."
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Ed and Eine
(So I did. Sorry.)
The strange dark blue gas rolls in the containment suit, in a manner you are really not familiar with. Perhaps the increased motion means agitation or excitement, perhaps not. You have no idea.
"That is a profound, if simplistic, piece of moral absolutism, but one based on human views. Not a useful one to something like me, wouldn't you agree? As a cold rationalist, I can tell you that the purpose of existence is perpetuating your species and ensuring your genetic material continues. So then what is moral is weighed on a very different scale, wouldn't you agree? Morality is a matter of location. The Klingons or a race like them would hold me accountable for manipulating the situation from afar rather then taking it into my own hands and killing said 'innocent' people myself. The Dominion, on the other hand, would award me for such selfless service rendered to my own people. As for my own people, no doubt I shall be reprimanded for a sloppy job. I had to kill some dozen personally, afterall." The gas stills.
Bridge
You mingle. Your pleased to learn that he's something of an anomaly, most of the rest are less extreme then him, and are simply interested on hearing what you all have to say before they draw their own conclusions.
Legato
It's dark where you are sitting, and the hologram reveals little. The figure is humanoid, cloaked and hooded to conceal it's identity, even species, however it has often occurred to you that the fact it choses to appear this way does not reveal anything. The little blue figure could be anyone in the universe.
If he was human, there were many possibilities. One of the artificial beings from the eugenics wars, perhaps, or a particularly powerful psychic who managed to escape notice. You can't say for sure.
Not that it matters. Who he is has little consequence, what he does is more important to you. Your patron seemed to have an unlimited amount of resources, connections, and access to restricted information, he seems to know about things before anybody else. And he seems to control a lot more then he lets on as well. Thanks to him, you can sit here, within sight of Earths administrative offices and remain completely undetected despite everything. As well as providing you with the resources to continue your crusade.
"Nadrek left himself open." The figure says, in a deep, croaky voice, stretched by the slightest of lisps. "He was picked up by a group of bounty hunters and taken off world. Unacceptable."
He looks at you, the hologram shifting to reveal a jawline and frowning mouth, while leaving the rest cloaked in shadow. "I want him back. He knows too much and is too dangerous to be allowed out of our hands."
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Jean-Luc
"For now...just that yourselves and the Federation stay in regular contact. If we could be permitted to have a small monitoring outpost on one of your system's moons, or on the planet itself, we would greatly appreciate it."
Picard looks over the entire delgation. Each of them with their own stories, their own picture of the world they shared. Most of them
"We also hope to be able to establish trade routes, under some very stringent guidelines. While I know the concept of money is abhorrent to your way of thinking, I believe we can still exchange technology and theories all the same."
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Shevek
"That's acceptable to me personally." Shevek replies, feeling somewhat relieved that more extreme notions weren't put forward right off the bat.
"Only a few years ago, the terms of the Settlement of Annarres forbade inhabitants of Urras and other star systems from coming here. People feared contact with authoritarian cultures, for understandable reasons, mind you: assimilation, conquest, abuse...."
He pauses.
"But it led to stagnation. And ultimately, it was just another wall, an abrogation of liberty for the 'good of the whole'. Freedom can't be sacrificed for safety, even if few complained...and ultimately, I believe we must exist in concert with the rest of the universe in order to thrive. This Great Experiment of ours must be challenged, must be able to endure the entrenched practices of a universe, and prove to others that there's a better way to live, and possibly even pick up a few tricks from others."
He chuckles a bit
"All of this explanation of which is a roundabout way of saying that, as a now truly open society, the people affiliated with you are free to come to our world, free to build things with their own labor, and free to communicate with your masters as you wish. We are sharers, not owners, but I agree that we can share technology and ideas with each other."
He leans forward. "But if you and..." he pauses uncomfortably. Annaresti aren't comfortable with possessive pronouns.
"...your people wish to come to our world, then I tell you that you must come to it as yourselves. Not as an officer of Starfleet or a citizen of the Federation, but with nothing but yourself, hands as empty as a child [it's clear he means that metaphorically]. When you walk off your ships or materialize onto the Port of Annarres, you are one of us. We are you responsible to you and you to us, a fellow Annaresti with the same options as all the others. But they are not safe options. Freedom is never very safe."
He leans back with a quiet smile. "But you'll find the Freedom we all share in very interesting."
Garrin, the slightly wary Physics Federation Syndic, chimes in with a final comment. "And not easily abused."
Shevek nods, and looks around to see if anyone else has views to express.
{Quick Question: Is Urras now part of the Federation? As of the end of the book, it's in a Cold War Situation, and has a early/mid twenty first century tech base: ultimately an analogy for 1960s Cold War Earth.}
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Wordlessly, with a silence as cold and empty as space, Legato leaves. As he walks through the darkness to the outside, he sends a message to his assassins; 'Nadrek has been captured. Spread and search out. Report anything you find to me. If he is found, leave no survivors. Return Nadrek to me. Now go.' His orders transmitted, the psion focuses, expanding his psychic field, searching for any clues that may be around him.
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Kirk
"I do have to impress upon you the danger of putting this off and rejecting our aid. One of our most experienced dimensional experts has informed us that this anomoly could endanger the Empire and the Federation." All of that very true. All of it also not the full story.
Solo
Solo looks at Chewie. He doesn't say a word; but even drunk, even with a friend, Solo was still Solo. His eyes ask Chewie a simple question, 'Trap?'
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Ratchet and Clank
Ratchet:Orange
Clank:grey
Aphelion:Red
Ratchet looks shocked at the readouts. "Whoa! How did we get all the way here. It would have taken a load of spice to get us this far. Hey, mabye that's why the guy wanted it fixed. If this went public the spice market would crash, cause there would be no more need for spice. Whoa!" Clank interrupts his furry friend before he can get two wowed. "Perhaps so Ratchet, however our primary concern is that we have only a vague idea of where we are and where to go. If we left this planet now for all we know we could run into the Borg. We need to explore this planet first. I'm sure there must be some intelligent life here. It is possible that they could have a map that we could use." "And if they don't because this looks like an underdeveloped backwater planet?" "Then we will wing it." Their course of action decided they head into the dense forests with Aphelion flying overhead to warn them of incoming threats.
Junior
He jumps into his captains seat and gets comfortable as he says, "Alright old man. Realians full speed ahead. Set a course and execute it immediately, you heard the old man." The realians all respond, "Yessir", before commencing with his orders. Jr. then looks towards his two trusted officers/lieutenants Mary and Shelley. Mary was a woman of about 26 years of age who had blond hair that came down to her shoulders. She was wearing her usual Blue jacket with a portion of it missing that would usually cover the neck and tops of her breasts along with the usual boy shorts and thigh high boots and stockings. Her elder sister Shelley had Purple hair that came down to her mid-back and had two flower pendents in it. She was wearing her usual sleeveless Chinese-like dress that had a low neckline, a lavender scale-like pattern and a slit in the dress that came to about slightly above knee-level in the front and back. She also had on a black under-dress and calf high boots. Looking at them both Junior says, "Okay then... who are the Klingon's again and what are they like?", he says with an almost visible question mark above his head. Both girls sighed in disappointment. The Little Master really needed to study his alien races and the proper mannerisms to present to them. Shelley is the one to answer him with her deep baritone-like voice. (Take it away Cracklord, because I know nothing about the Klingons. Well I did but I just plain forgot.)
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SPD
Satisfied with his findings Bridge slides his gloves back on and returns to Kruger. "A couple hellraisers but no one willing to do anything violent. Most of them are on the fence so this falls to Picard."
The canine alien considers this for a moment before nodding. "Good work. Lt Carson."
"That's Counsellor Carson, Sir. Project Dekaranger was retired years ago and I'm no longer SPD." Bridge reminds his former commanding officer.
Kruger nods. "I'm sorry. It's hard to see you and Kat again without remembering."
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Bebop
Ed starts to form a reply as Faye walks into the Brig. "Do you have no decency? Ed's just a kid. Play Silence of the Lambs with someone your own size."
"I was having fun!" Ed protests crossing her arms in front of herself.
"This isn't a debate. Jet wants your help in the galley anyways. He's cooking peppers again." Faye sighs gently pushing the young hacker off the chair. Ed falls to the ground but smiles up at her "big sister" and heads off towards the galley.
Faye pulls out a cigarette and goes to light when she stops. "This isn't going to screw up your containment suit or anything right?"
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Shevak, Jean-Luc, SPD
The days negotiations are concluded, with both sides feeling real progress has been made. With that, a recess is called, putting it on haitus so that you can both report back on the progress and result of the conversations, then continue the next day.
Bebop
"I do not have a biological need to breathe. The suit is airtight." It responded calmly. "Not that you would put it out anyway. You are angry with my actions in regards to him, and want to re-establish my position on this ship, that of a prisoner. As such, you intend to intimidate me."
The mist has stopped swirling, and has settled. "Allow me to assure you, there is no need. I have no intention of trying to escape, at least until we get to Earth. It is in my interest to be there as well, you see. I also have no intention of harming you or your crew. It would serve no purpose, afterall. And while you may find my analysis of your little friend threatening, all I did was force him to examine his beliefs. If they were worth following, examining them will only strengthen them."
Junior
"The Klingon's are one of the major powers in this galaxy, proud, tradition-bound and aggressive. For the most part, they are reluctant allies." Eisenhorn says.
The girls, meanwhile, tell you about the language, the culture, the history of aggression with the Federation, and a whole lot of other information that more or less is just saying what Eisenhorn did with more words.
Kirk
"We'll risk it." He says, reaching up to switch of the intercom, and the screen goes blank. So much for diplomacy. Now you can either return on your own empty handed without attempting investigation as a good Starfleet officer would, or act like a maverick and ignore the diplomatic channels altogether, sneak into hostile territory anyway and take it all into your own hands.
Solo
Chewie shakes his head, then lets out a guttural roar then changes depth and by degrees. You don't actually speak Wookie as well as you seem to, it's amazing enough that you speak it as well as you do. for someone without the right to recognize more then one in three words, so when Chewie speaks to you he sounds like he has a Cro-Magnon syllabus to make sure you understand. Normally that's fine, however, when it comes to getting across complex concepts it can be a little hard.
"Don't trust it. Lando knows everyone. Why you? You not spoken in years, and ripped him off last time."
Legato
He was taken from a bar, where he was due to meet another operative, by a group of bounty hunters. Several were identified, including one Gene Hunt. It seems a sensible place to start. his ship recently left the plant, heading inward, towards the more civilized planets orbiting closer to the sun.
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Bebop
"Ed's a girl. Don't worry about it though. Surprised me and I share most of the same anatomy with her." Faye shrugs as she lights up the cigarette and takes a long drag.
"So if you have no intention of hurting any of us why are you playing Hannibal to Ed?" Faye asks now content to have had some nicotine in her system.
((Note: Faye was in suspended animation from the early 2000s until about five years ago. She's partially amnesiac but is probably the only living being that still remembers Silence of the Lambs.))
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SPD
Doggie begins escorting the representatives back to their temporary quarters as he leaves the others to their own devices.
Kat excuses herself from the others and makes her own way to Engineering. She's never been fond of crowds, particularly not of strangers she is expected to be nice to. Machines are much better companions.
Bridge though makes a bold move to approach Captain Picard. "Sir, while you are in command here and any diplomatic decisions are ultimately your's to decide and I am just a temp until your regular Counsellor returns from her leave I can't help but feel you are giving the anarchists a bit too much leeway right off the bat. While the purpose here is to maintain a stable connection between their people and the Federation it would seem a bit risky to make it seem as though the whole of Starfleet would be as accommodating as you have been today."
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Bebop
Nadrek has studied human culture extensively, in order to understand his prey, but Popular culture was so fluid even the most tireless of researches would be hard pressed to make sense of that reference. "It passes the time." He replies blandly, playing neutral, given he is unsure if he's just been complemented, insulted, or something else. "It is not having an adverse effect on the child. Simply putting it in a position to question. If I wanted to hurt it, well then I would simply play on sympathy, lure it into a relaxed state, and bide my time for an opportunity. Then I would take her hostage, make unreasnoble demands and misdirect you, and then while you were confused I would sneak down to the engine room and shut down the life support, leaving you all to suffocate or freeze. I can survive absolute zero, and have no need of oxygen. If not for my ned for sustenance, I would have little issue surviving in space."
Jean Luc, Bridge
Riker and the other officers all surreptitiously start paying attention while seemingly looking over the recordings and double checking the minutes. They all trust their captain, and have long since learned not to doubt his abilities, but just the same he has yet to even broach the subject of a representative, let alone what actually joining the Federation will entail.
Autonomy was all very well and good, but joining the Federation was not simply a matter of signing a piece of paper and changing the name of your government.
Doggie
Worf joins you, as you escort the representatives off the ship, and back to the spaceport, where they will reconvene in twelve hours. After they’re gone, he sighs and shakes his head. “You know, it’s strange. Humans are always splitting off and joining new groups, talking about new ways to do things. My people have been doing the same thing since history began, and look how it’s worked for them. I can’t bring myself to understand it.”
Shevak
“Very generous of them.” Is the general consensus, as Picard, at least, has won them over as an honorable and forward thinking man whose head is in the right place. Although they remain suspicious of the Federation itself, as they would be to any administration or Authority, if it is made up of people like Picard, perhaps cutting themselves from it was the wrong decision.
You have a sudden image of the tiny, idyllic community you have here ripped asunder by exposure to the world outside, and you can’t help but the find the thought of it disturbing.
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Legato follows the scent. He hides himself in his psychic field on the streets, invisible to sight and sense from... the cattle. Their stink fills his nose, and the chatter is like thousands of little insects crawling in his skull. Every last one of them is a virus, spreading, breeding, infecting other races with their horrible doctrine. But a trail of bodies is still a trail, and for now, Legato is a ghost. When he reaches the bar, Legato steps in, casually uncloaking himself in the corner.
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Shevek
The great fallacy of political complacency, Shevek knew, was the misconception that there existed an ideal society structure, that when implemented, would ensure freedom and equality on an automatic basis.
But that ain't so. Freedom is a process, a constant movement. "True Voyage is Return". In less complex language, Freedom requires work.
But Shevek is optimistic enough to believe that with a bit of work, the Anarchist society they possess on Annarres can not only stand strong under the societal pressure of the Federation's authority, but also promote a healthy amount of unrest and revaluation in the same.
With that in mind, after a bit of casual discussion, Shevek, Garrin, and the other Syndics inform one of the Red Shirts that the next meeting will be held on Annarres.
Then they depart to report back to their Syndicates, Cooperatives, Associations, Community Councils, etc.
(After all, it isn't a Star Trek episode without an Away Team...)
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Doggie
"My people were like that too. Look where it got them. That I think is humanity's biggest strength. Their ability to change and adapt. It makes up for their otherwise lack of genetic strengths in the grand scheme of things." Kruger shrugs as he leads the last anarchist to a set of visitor's quarters and walks back towards the crew sections of the ship.
"Sometimes the ability to throw your traditions out the window in the name of survival is a blessing. Of course it means that humans have a relatively limited view of their own history and have to keep revising it to make their heroes fit whatever the modern standards are. Already they have forgotten that Anubians were once worshipped as Gods after a SAR party found the downed Thanagarian research vessel."
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Kat
Kat now on the Engineering deck makes her way towards the main console, her feline reflexes and stealth hiding her from the bulk of the crewmen. No doubt the android would notice her but he wouldn't think to alert the others until she was already on top of them. She stalked from the shadows for a few minutes before locating her target. A tall human of dark skin, born without functioning eyes he has to rely upon a VISOR for any form of vision, it has it's disadvantages but it makes up for them in being able to see past the visible spectrum most are limited to. It makes this a little harder.
Careful to remain in the blindspots of Geordi's visor Kat leaps from the shadowed bulkhead towards the Engineer. "Long time no see LaForge. Still no progress on the prosthetics I see?"
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Bebop
"You wouldn't want to do that. I got a couple billion credit dept on my back and it's hereditary. If I die and it's ever traced back to you then you'll be out an empire." Faye explains with a slight smile.
"That's what I wanted to talk to you about. See this bounty hunting thing is not working out for me. It keeps me off Earth for the most part so relativity keeps the creditors away but it's not going to let me pay off anything. What would someone make on your payroll?"
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Doggie
"Agreed." Worf replies, chuckling at that. Human history was something of a joke to those who observed it from an impartial position. It was really amazing they'd managed to advance at all in a meaningful way.
"I understand it can be an advantage, of course. Adapting quickly as problems arise is invaluable for their survival. However, I cannot help but wonder if they adapt at such a rate that it continues when they have no need of it.” To answer, he indicates the world they are standing on. “It’s inconceivable that in a galaxy filled with every lifeform imaginable that they would divide themselves into yet more groups over a tiny difference in ideology. Surely stregnth in unity is better.”
Bebop
Nadrek looks at you, and taps his fingers together. “Well, I believe I already promised to double your reward if you simply let me go. More expedient, saved me from having to go to the trouble of confronting you and the rest of the tedious business. But if you want to further formalize an accommodation…” He considers a moment. “Yes. I think we can. What if I was to make this debt of yours vanish, in a way that was not tied to you? Simply remove it as an issue. Would that be to your taste?”
Legato
It takes a while, but you find where they fled, the old, converted warehouse they stayed. They have become good at hiding, but not good enough to escape one with your intrinsic abilities. You knock down the flimsy door to find it empty. They’ve already left. You can see the abandoned tools, the still set up amenities, the tangled bedding and discarded clothes. They left in a hurry, not even stopping to pack.
Where?
Your search narrows, looking for anything that could narrow the search. Then you find a sheet of paper. Jobs are circled on it, as is the name of one in particular. Pandora.
Ah.
Edward
"We stand now at the birthplace of humanity." Edward says to nobody in particular, looking down at the small green and blue marble. "The beginning. It has taken me a thousand years to find what my parents lost, and now my work begins."
He gets up of his chair, and spreads his arm. “They have potential. We are there descendants, and will make of them what we have become. And more. Once I have completed, they shall be the jewel in the crown of the Culture, as they deserve to be.” He paused, as he heard a slow, steady clap, and turned to see Jasper had stepped ahead of his family and was bringing his pale hands together.
"Your intent is lofty indeed, for I do sense that you would do exactly as you say.” Jasper says, bored as ever with Edward. Then he smiles, his thin lips pulling back all the way to expose his gums, and his eyes bulge somewhat. “But I say now to you, that does not suit me," Jasper finished. Edward’s head snapped back up and his eyes were wide with disbelief. Jasper only smirked at his companion’s incredulity.
"I give and take as I please, lord. For a while, it suited me to go along with the no doubt admirable goals of your group, but I have grown weary of monotony and of small-minded beings who cannot understand what they are being offered. You never bothered to examine your motives, but we are here for the same reason. When you have everything, the only thing that matters is the power to create and destroy as you see fit, to cause happiness and misery as the mood suits you." Jasper says. “I tire of pulling primitives up to look up at the stars. I think I would prefer to smother them now.”
“You can’t meant that.” Edward said, seeing the spark of madness in his friends eye, and already realizing he did.
“Of course I do. When have you ever known me to lie about my intentions? I am tired of The Culture, and I am tired of our work. Why not simply take a primitive corner of the Universe for myself and rule it as I please? I am a true sybarite, Edward I live for my pleasure and I get it from all things. I am not base and cruel in my whims, at least not necessarily. I give pleasure to people as easily as I give pain, but only if it gratifies me to do so or is expedient. Nor am I foolish, I can cause pain, but I am neither sadistic nor self-destructive. What I am, Edward, is a rational thinking being. And what I see here indeed pleases me greatly."
Edward blinks. “But….” He is stopped as one of the bladelike protrusions like vast mechanical wings twitches at the sound of his voice ant scythes over, planting the sharpened tip at the hollow of his throat. Jasper himself doesn’t say a, he hasn't even twitched or glanced over at Edward, who's trying very hard not to draw a breath.
“Yes.” He says, with the ease of someone who has known someone else for a long time and learned to anticipate their moods and what they will say. “They could be great. They might even surpass us. Perhaps they will. If it pleases me. Go sit down and think on what I have said. You will come around. If you don’t, then don’t show your face on the bridge, for I prefer to live without regrets and for the sake of the time we have spent together it would be a shame to kill you.” The wing withdraws, then folds away, and Edward gets off the bridge.
"Are we agreed then?" he says up to the blinking red eye of the shipboard AI above the consols that fly the ship.
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Paul Atreides
Freedom…
He steps off the ship moments after it settles on the port, not seeming to see those with whom he has lived all his life, his eyes staring ahead, out into the beyond, burning bright blue with the symptoms of Spice overdose. Kwisatz Haderach he had been called, all though what that entailed nobody was sure, only that it meant he was the final step in the chain of human development, the perfect being. What that meant for him, or for the universe was something the Bene Geseriat had hoped to control, but the Federation had, quite by accident, taken it out of their hands.
He walks barefoot over the muddy ground of the camp, disdaining the mask he needs to wear to breathe, and through the gates and the last boundary of civilization, out into the bizarre forest beyond, his mind opening as he glanced, taking in every minutiae of the incredible detail and marking it indelibly into his memory. The winds whistled through the soft leaves and branches, drops of water sliding down to moisten him like the lightest of caresses. The sounds of life surrounded him and, he could hear and read them all. Everywhere he looked he could see threads upon threads of times that may or may not come, plots within plots, and a grinding future ahead, like a cresting wave about to come crashing around him. And he could see the paths ahead that he must walk.
He could see Paul Atreides, and Paul Muad'dib, Emperor of worlds and a blind man, who walked the desert he hadn't seen set foot on, but already loved. He could see armies ravaging worlds, he could see humanity spreading beyond the reaches of this arm of the galaxy, as well as humanity dying, brief and forgotten, out-competed by its rivals. He could see a girl, a child in arms and a grown woman, with hear like fire and eyes that danced with mischief, and knew that he would grow to love her with all his soul, and she him, though they had not yet set eyes on each other. And he knew childhood had ended.
He had taken the Spice, knowing that he had to step forward if he was to keep on moving and seeing with mentat precision that the only way forward was the Spice. And he had been caught in the maelstrom of time, seeing all and understanding everything before he had struggle back to the present. At first he feared that he had lost his humanity, only to realize that no, he had been purged of everything else, leaving only that which was human behind.
He had come to live only in possibilities and probabilities and the vast expanse of ages yet to come, the present falling away to hover beyond his grasp, forever out of reach. But sacrifices had to be made. The merciless, precious present, would tear him apart. It was Maud’dib, humanity would need. Not Atreides.
He needed to take that apon himself now, strip away all that held him back. To make his way to the heart of the Federation and shatter it, replacing it’s shards to make an Empire that would span the entire galaxy in time. He would challenge the corrupted regimes and bureaucracy that had lost sight of destination and risen in the shelter of freedom and empty words while the world rotted around them. For rot it did, though nobody had noticed it yet, lacking his unique perspective.
He could feel all sins from the flesh purged in that instant, his identity now and forever cemented. It was not mere connection to a single world, but connection to every man and woman, every child and every life stretched throughout the universe to which he shared common ancestry.
He was everyone, all the men and women who had lived and died leading up to him. He was a Messiah, a visionary, a tyrant, a scientist, a philosopher, a warrior, a poet, a fool, and everything great and small. He had many names and faces, he was Bran Mak Morn, and Corum Jhaelen Irsei and Cormac FitzGeofery, and Erekosë, and many more, he was everyone born and everyone to come after, and would wear countless thousand more faces when he died. He was Maud’Dib.
"I am an empty vessel.” He told the ghosts in his head, spreading his arms. “Fill me…"
Mal Reynolds
Mal is far more practical than intellectual, but considers himself a good judge of character. He's quite aware that there is always a better liar then him, but for the most part trusts his instincts. He likes what he's seen of Preem Palver, and trusts he is who he says he is. A con wouldn't mime the mannerisms and unconscious drawl so effortlessly, and there really wasn’t any other reason they’d want to go after him.
Beside, he likes the man. He's bluff, honest (or at least appears that way) and puts him in mind of the country hands who raised him back on Shadow. That being the way it was, he's naturally disposed to want to help out as much as he can.
“Well, as it happens there is enough room on my vessel for one more, an’ we’re goin’ that way, so working something out shouldn’t be too difficult. Though I’m warnin’ you, it can get a bit tight.”
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Shevek
In a backdate to before the Anarchist Delegation left for home, Shevek tries to talk theoretical physics with one of the Enterprise's engineers.
Because Physics is fun!
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Shevak
" - therefore to gain a complete unified, and consistent description of the fundamental structure of everything, we have to understand that all of the different 'fundamental ' particles of the Standard Model are really just different manifestations of one basic object, different resonances of energy, which suggests that any unit of measurement is ultimately misleading, if not wrong." He says, explaining a theory on a microscopic theory of gravity and the structure of both matter and energy.
Paul Atredis
"Paul?" It's Duncan Idaho, his face hidden behind the facemask, his loose clothing seeming strange on his body. Hi sword is on his hip, and his arms arms out-stretched, you father and his consort Jessica following behind. The air is burning the interior of your lungs, turning your throat raw.
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Shevek
"That supposition seems to rely on a multi-dimensional state of being for all matter. Analogously, just as classic three dimensional matter can occupy different locations within the universe through the passage of time, so would this unifying matter superimpose itself upon it's many different locations throughout the universe at the same time through additional dimensions."
Shevek frowns. "From one perspective, that would either mean that the whole of matter/energy is an extrusion of space/time, or the reverse, that space/time itself is a creation of matter/energy."
He chuckles. "Either way, that would blow Sequency physics out of the water."
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Bebop
Faye's eyes widen with surprise. She was only asking out of morbid curiosity. Though she would never admit it she looked at the crew of the Bebop as a family and never wanted to betray them but this was a whole game changer. "You can make them disappear?"
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Doggie
"Unity is indeed a noble trait but so is their individuality." Doggie muses as they board a power lift.
"I got my weekly Holodeck session in fifteen minutes. If you'd care to join me for a quick sparring session we could continue this discussion."
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Legato sends out another message; "Planet: Pandora. Search there." That message is all the Gung-Ho Guns receive from their shadowy leader before he leaves the warehouse. Coursing through the streets, working his way on foot through the crowd to the nearest port.
The port.
A symbol of his own failure. A mockery made directly in his face. The human disease spreading across planets and galaxies, corrupting and sickening everything it touched. Who knows how many worlds he will have to purge before the filth is eradicated? What lengths will he have to go to to eradicate the vermin? It doesn't matter. He has time. For now, the psychotic psion keeps his eyes open for the first ship going to Pandora.
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Doggie
Work nods meaningfully, and his eyes narrow, a fierce light dancing through them. "That would be most enjoyable." He says. "I'll take care of the rest of my duties, then meet you here."
Shevak
"Only if you assume that they are separate to begin with." He replies. "What if it is all one thing? It would account for dark matter and gravity stretching time, as well as many other discrepancies in modern thought."
Bebop
"Well, as your young companion so astutely noted, not without collateral damage." He replied. "It's not a matter of influence, but I do have a series of skills that could cause all records of you to vanish completely." Seeing your expression he raises a hand. "Yes, it's liable to cause damage to your society, but I wouldn't be hurting anyone."
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Shevek
"Indeed!" Shevek replies.
"In some ways, the Subspace Ansible and it's Temporal Theory framework relies on the concept of the fundamental oneness of space, time, and different forms of matter. It cannot transmit matter over great distances instantaneously: rather it transmits ideas in the most literal sense, effecting changes in information content between the two ends of the Ansible transmitters. From the framework of your theory, since all matter is ultimately one thing, the dimensional gap that promotes the illusion of disconnectedness is used to create a resonation between the two points, and thus convey information."
Shevek shrugs. "I myself have always looked at the biggest problems in physics as stemming from the issue of time. It is like this, to make a foolish little picture: if one throws a rock at a tree, the Simultaniety physicist says that the rock has already hit the tree, and the Sequency physicist says that it never will hit the tree. Which is true? I've always tried to take the difficult path and choose both in my theoretical work. But in the end, the thrown rock does hit the tree, and neither the physics of sequential seperation or Unity can quite explain it."
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Shevak
"Precisely. The main problem is that there is not a precise way of measuring time, or determining it. Theoretically, time does not even exist, particularly as described by delay differential equations specific to dynamical systems. Indeed, it is ubiquitous in many physical systems, however if duration does not exist…”
Since you haven’t been to the Dark Tower, or even suspect it's existence, you don’t know that the universe is indeed infinite in all dimensions, several of which beyond your perception, including time, so while your theories are interesting they are, ultimately, based on incomplete information. You go on debating string theory, unified field theory, quantum states and tie them off interestingly, as well as discussing the transmission of information and it’s effects on the physical world, then split up, both quite satisfied to have had that opportuniy.
Legato
You feel them respong, their minds mapping out the trip to the tiny moon already.
(Does anyone want to take up Outlaw Starr as PC's? I'll post a better update as soon as I get an answer.)
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Bebop
"So if I help you get out of this you'll make my debts disappear and no one gets hurt?" Faye asks for clarification. She's all but stopped moving the cigarette to her mouth just letting it burn right to the filter in her hand.
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Doggie
Doggie enters the holodeck, to the familiar set of blank black walls and yellow horizontal lines. "Computer, training program Kruger A-53."
Hard light projectors reform the blank room into an Anubian combat ring. To someone versed in Earth history could easily see how the Anubians once were thought to be guardians of the underworld to the Ancient Egyptians. The arena is a stone circle carved into the ground enscribed with runes detailing the history of great warriors who fought for the Sirius system and the Anubian race.
"Computer, begin session."
Several robots with pitch black bodies and chrome heads and limbs appear on the outer edge of the circle. One arm ends in a normal humanoid fist, the other with a fearsome drill.
"Krybots, a good warm up." Doggie draws his sword, a traditional Anubian V-Sabre. It resembles an Earth Katanna in form but the rare Anubian ore forged into the blade and the shifting weight within in the weapon to accommodate for the different defensive tactics enemies may employ leave it a unique weapon and Doggie holds in his hands the very last one ever made.
The Krybots advance upon Doggie only to be quickly reduced to holographic scarp metal in short order.
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Paul
"Father..." He paused. He has never thought of it before, but language is such an incredible thing. And yet so flawed. Change the delivery, the intonation, any of the thouasands of elements that make up the word, even slightly, and it no longer makes sense. He hears them speak, but he hearns nothing but sounds is brain does not know how to interpret, sped up and slowed down. He watchs them mouth impotently, and can only shake his head. he was drifting again. With a wrench of will, he forces himself back into the present to hear what they said.
"This is not the place for us." He says. "We will die here." He already knows what his father is going to say, he is too much the product of his past and environment for him to agree to Paul, even though it will kill him, so Paul simply straightens and speaks again before Leo can answer. "I must leave. We will never see each other again. Thank you, for everything." With that he turns and walks back aboard the ship, ignoring everyone's stares at his sudden outburst. he waits until they are all gone, then stares at the controls a moment. They were not complicated. He could do this. And he could already read the flow of time ahead to steer this.
The sip takes off, flying away from the tiny moon that was intended to be his home, and towards the universe itself, the tiny prophet sitting inside, reading the flow of stars.
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Shevek
{Cool}
Shevek, after returning to Annarres, and after discussing things with people who wanted to hear the particulars, decides to return home and spend time with the partner and the daughter.
Tomorrow, the talks would continue on Annarres, in the city of Abbenay. Things looked like they'd go well.
He can't shake that foreboding premonition he'd experienced earlier, though. It tickled at the edge of his thoughts, whether a psychic prophecy, subconscious analysis, or simple instinct.
Things are going to change. More than they already have.
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Legato
In the endless void between the stars the long form of a starship moved silently, its chalk-white surface in perfect contrast with the infinite night, the entire thing faintly ominous, like a spear head or the tip of an arrow, slicing through the emptiness towards it's target. The almost casual motion of this ship would send shivers up the spine of anyone watching.
The recent arms race after the Dominion war and with the less friendly neighbors of that arm of the galaxy, had continued to push weapons technology further. This had been a prototype, that featured a state of the art cloaking technology and capabilities, that was abandoned due to how impossible it was to maintain it. Your master picked it up for you. You've never had cause to complain.
You sit on the bridge, as your minions move about. They are another gift from you master, genetically engineered human-like beings, Augments they're officially called, bred to be free of the usual mental and physical limitations. They have been forbidden since the eugenics wars, but you have never been one to care what humanity has to say. It has amused you to train them to wear them away until they serve as pale imitations of yourself.
You are just coming within sight of the moon, when two things occur at much the same time. A ship is shown leaving, not the ship you came for mind, but still, and more to the point, your mind senses something. Being psychic connects you to other beings, both sentient and not sentient, and as you approach the moon you sense something, something, something so huge it almost unmakes you. The supreme moment of the human race. The spice can awaken latent psychic powers, which is essentially what happened here, though to an extent you've never imagined could actually be done.
Bebop
"I said I would not harm anyone, not that nobody would get hurt." he mentions. "There are many ways to argue hurt. If the economy of a planet collapses, people will be hurt, for instance, as their way of life collapses around them. It’s the same sort of problem here. If I make your debts vanish, the bank will collapse as it is unable to cover its own loans, many people will be rendered bankrupt as all their savings default, and many will lose their jobs and means of providing for themselves. This universe is all connected. We cannot influence it any way without fall-out effects in what it is connected to.”
Doggie
Worf enters just in time to decapitate the last one with a powerful swing of his enormous two-handed blade of curious design, before lowering it and glancing around with every sign of respect at your results. He's dressed in a harness over his uniform, you notice. He kicks the head out of the way as the world fades and the next data-scape is loaded. "Interesting foes those." He notes. "I've seen many different warriors from all corners of the worlds, but never like them."
Shevak
You were lent a data-pad, that talks about the worlds of the federation. You get the message, but take the pad, thinking it might be interesting to learn more. Your having trouble relaxing, so decide to look through. The first world mentioned, curiously, is Arrakis, colloquially known as Dune, not Earth as you'd expect. The legendry homeplace of humanity is the subject of much private speculation on Annares, given that you haven't heard news about it in nearly a hundred years and have little records to settle your curiosity.
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Shevek
Shevek, after plugging the datapad in and uploading the information to the AnarrNet (No Way an Anarchist Society wouldn't be Open Source), starts to page through the Arrakis Entry.
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Preem
He throws back his head and laughs at the Captain's words, drops of the cheap whiskey falling from his mouth onto the table.
"Tight, he says. Less you ever had to harvest twenty hands-worth of work with nuttin but your own self and your two childrens, you ain't seen tight. Begging your pardon, I spect, since them words ain't exactly proper. But dun worry two shakes of a woman's fine fanny bout me, Cap'n."
He leans forward then.
"So. How much would the ride cost me?"
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That power... that infinite, unyielding power, glaring in his sight brighter than the sun... He can feel it. He craves it, even as its very flavor repulses him. He can feel it sliding between his lips and down his throat to his gut, the psychic residue practically palpable. But he has a mission; he is to go to Pandora. These are his master's orders. And the last time that Legato disobeyed his master, his limbs were snapped like twigs, his spine bent over itself, and his neck crooked 180 degrees. It took over two years of psychic willpower to regenerate himself into any working condition. And that was not even for a mission in person; that was for daring to send one of the Guns after a personal target.
The frustration overwhelms Legato. He lets out an inhuman hiss as he implodes a crew-member's organs. Blood oozing from his mouth, eyes boiling, limbs twitching, the drone falls to the floor. It lacks the magic it used to hold, however. The deceased's crew-members don't even pay him any mind, and it is only a matter of minutes before another drone arrives and attends to the open station.
In the mean-time, Legato concentrates. He forms a seed in the ether, a black parasite of miniscule size. The seed floats through space until it lands on the psychic mass, hanging on like a tick. It is nearly impossible for anyone but Legato to destroy, and while not capable of much, acts as a kind of psychic locator. When his mission on Pandora is done, then Bluesummers will track down the seed and its fertile soil.
For now, Legato sits in quiet anticipation, waiting for his landing on Pandora.
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Mal
He pauses, considering the matter. On one hand, it's not all that much to ask for, really, and he quite likes the man. On the other, given the state of his ship he owes it to himself and the crew he's responsible for to squeeze every tiny bit he can out of the man. That's got to be his first priority in any buisness transaction.
So he names a figure. It's a big figure, calculated to make the man start and start negotiating. Which is entirely what Mal wants, the way he reacts will tell mal what he can afford, and they can work out a more realistic number between them.
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Kirk
"Spock? What are the possible dangers of that wormhole?" Kirk knows that the wormhole needs investigating; however, there's no reason to utterly break every diplomatic rule Starfleet has unless the wormhole is actually dangerous to life in the Romulan Star Empire, and, indeed, the Federation.
Solo
Solo nods slowly, looking at Lando, smiling. "So....Lando. I do gotta ask; what made you think 'this is a job for Solo.' I mean, you're connected. Well, you were last time I saw you." Han smiles, trying to play it off as a drunken conversation starter, rather than the prod it really is.