22:48] * Nethe startles awake, from staring at a data slate in her lap. She hustles over the captain to try and play copilot.
[22:49] <@EvilBob> [There we go.]
[22:49] * Rhea rushes to the bridge, hair still wild from a nap, black bag under her eye, She'd look around and only panic
[22:50] * Durendal is in the middle of classes.  "Men!  Get to your stations!  Classes are canceled for now!"
[22:50] * Rashid jerks the control stick straight back, trying to climb enough to miss the other ship.
[22:50] <@Rhea> "W-what's going on? Oh Emperor on throne are we all going to die? Damnit Rashid do something DO SOMETHING!" she'd shout frantically, the woman being able to not do much of anything but run in place at their doom
[22:50] <@EvilBob> With a pull, the vessel squeaks by the larger vessel, tilting violently to avoid any larger collisions beyond what was already occuring.
[22:51] * Ossie would get the men to their stations as well, before heading to the bridge. "The hell's happenin'?"
[22:51] <@EvilBob> Then came the incoming space station, gradually becoming larger in front of the Racketeer's prow, warning sigils still blaring and displayed amongst all cogitator screens.
[22:52] <%Rashid> "We... damn it.  I've never had an accidental collision before.  What's the protocol here, Rhea?"
[22:53] <%Rashid> "Oh crap."  Rashid puts the Racketeer into another radical turn, trying to miss the station.
[22:54] <@Rhea> "W-who cares just don't hit thatt oo!" she'd frantically point at the void window before her as the vessel was put into yet another wild turn
[22:54] <%Rashid> ,dr miss the station
[22:54] <ComradeServitor> Rashid: 54
[22:54] <@EvilBob> There is a moment where it seems as if the prow would collide, but it's the turn at the last second that manages to drift alongside and park. The warning sigils were calming down at this revelation, the warning siren blaring just in case for a number of minutes.
[22:55] <%Rashid> "Yes.  Precision parking.  I meant to do that."
[22:55] <Ossie> "Wow, boss. Almost two hits in an hour. Fantastic. Just when you think things will get boring..."
[22:56] <@EvilBob> The power to the bridge shuts off.
[22:56] <@EvilBob> Lights shutter closed, as the cogitators light up, hails coming from all directions.
[22:56] <Ossie> "I think they're mad at us."
[22:57] * Rashid rests his face in the palm of his hands. "Yes, I think so. Rhea, this is your moment. Have fun."
[22:57] <Anna_Porra> "Of course you did, rashy."
[22:57] * Rhea pants, hearing her hear thumping nearly in her throat "I-I... oh fuck, uh, did everything, just... die again? As this vessel is too-prone to do?"
[22:58] <@EvilBob> Emergency lighting kicks in, emergency power to the cogitators working carefully. Bethor wakes up, leaning back on the wall.
[22:59] <@Rhea> "Y-yeah, my moment, you redskinned motherf-," she'd try to calm herself, moving to one such cogitator and sitting in the chair, her leg bouncing as her adrenaline was still going, she'd reach with a shaking hand to answer "Haven't been scared that hard since that guy with the skull mask chased me through nearly an entire spire..."
[23:01] * Durendal just now reaches the bridge.  "Holy!  What in the name of All Holy Saints?"
[23:01] <@EvilBob> [For some reason, parking alongside and then the power turning off reminded me of uh.. You know those movies where they just manage to avoid dying in a car crash, but then they're like, "Ah piss that was close" and then the airbag deploys?]
[23:01] <%Rashid> [[ ...lol yes ]]
[23:01] <%Nethe> "I could talk to them if you want."
[23:02] <%Rashid> "Yes, you do that.  I want to see this."
[23:02] <%Nethe> "Okay."
[23:02] * Nethe clears her throat, and unzips her suit a bit farther down then she should. She then starts playing with a strand of her hair. "This is gonna be hilarious, just watch."
[23:02] <@Rhea> "Oh, fine," she'd retract her arm and leave herself to suffer in her chair "C-can I even die from a heart attack?"
[23:03] <%Rashid> "No, I didn't hire you to die when things got inconvenient.  It's even in your contract."
[23:03] * Nethe presses the button to let the hails/vid feeds kick on.
[23:03] <Ossie> "All of our contracts?"
[23:04] <%Rashid> "That's correct.  No dying without permission."
[23:04] <@EvilBob> On the screen appears a techpriest magos who appears to be all metal and iron, tubes going in and out of his face and popping out of the mask covering his face. It was angular looking, black glass covering his eyeslits. "Who is this. Why did you nearly destroy this station?"
[23:04] <@Rhea> "Yeah well," she'd come down, breathing more steadily, "My body would still give you the finger regardless."
[23:06] <%Nethe> "Awh I'm so-sorry. This is Rogue Trader Captain Rashid's ship, we just got kinda tussled up in a warp storm on our way through and came out of the warp funny. I was at the helm and just couldn't get her to pull up right. Lucky here the captain got me straightened out."
[23:06] <%Nethe> "Reallyyy sorry." She even very fakely bats her eyelashes. It was -terrible-.
[23:07] <@EvilBob> One eye falls out of his head.
[23:07] * Rashid scratches his nose, looking at Nethe, not sure whether to burst out laughing or be horrified.
[23:07] <Anna_Porra> "What now?"
[23:07] <@EvilBob> "Very well. Do not make such mistakes again," he says as he puts the eye back in with a metallic hand.
[23:08] <%Nethe> "You have a nice day!"
[23:08] * Nethe presses the button to end the call, and laughs, shaking her head.
[23:09] <@Rhea> "Ugh. No wonder you keep me around," she'd shake her head "I-I don't think I'm going back to sleep any time soon anyway."
[23:09] <@EvilBob> It's at this moment, when one is becalmed, that one's vessel is nearby a rather large cruiser class vessel.
[23:09] * Rashid laughs, face still in his hands.
[23:10] <Anna_Porra> "THat was goofy."
[23:10] <%Nethe> "What? It worked. And made the Cap look like a big brave man. Sheesh."
[23:11] * Nethe huffs and returns to her gunnery station muttering to herself.
[23:11] <Ossie> "Looks like the other ship wants to talk too."
[23:12] <@Rhea> "Telling them who he is and that it was a mistake would've sufficed I figured." She'd pause, before "But, well, whatever works I guess."
[23:12] <@EvilBob> Indeed, one of the hailing consoles was currently still blinking.
[23:12] <%Rashid> "Someone get that."
[23:12] <%Rashid> "Either one of you, heh."
[23:13] <%Nethe> "Well you can do it Rhea, since I'm so horrid."
[23:15] * Rhea clears her throat and answers the vox "This is the Racketeer of Rogue Trader Rashid Valentine, how might I be of service?"
[23:17] * Durendal is trying very  hard not to laugh at the absurdity of the situation whilst manning his station.
[23:17] <@EvilBob> A large metal gauntlet on a black odd rhombus could be seen, spikes on either end of the metal gauntlet. The hand flexes shut before opening once more. The symbol fades away.
[23:18] * Rhea furrows her brow, looking back at Rashid "Why does that look familiar?"
[23:19] * Rhea would return her attentions to the screen, awaiting the being-yelled at part of their communique
[23:19] <%Rashid> "I'm not sure but I recognize it too."
[23:19] <%Rashid> "A steel fist?"
[23:19] <Durendal> "Should we be combat-ready sir?"
[23:19] <@EvilBob> A man with three studds on his half fleshy face could be seen, the other half covered in steel plate. Metal teeth could be seen carved into the steel, his hair cut trim and short, as the pauldrons of power armour could be seen beside the man's shoulders.
[23:20] * Rashid shakes his head at Durendal. "They would have fired already."
[23:21] * Rhea mutters something under her rebreather - likely curses - before awaiting the man to speak
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[23:21] <Durendal> "I guess it would be rude to scan them, yes?"
[23:21] <@EvilBob> [Oh god, my description what the piss. A man with a face that was cut vertically in half, steel and flesh, could be seen. On his left temple, the fleshy half, was three studs. On the other half, was an exagerated skull design made out of chrome steel. His eye on that side was glowing bright orange.
[23:22] <Ossie> ,dr 55
[23:22] <ComradeServitor> Ossie: 7 Success by 4 degrees!
[23:22] <Ossie> "He's a space marine." He nods at the man. "Greetings, Brother... captain? How are the Iron Hands doing this fine day?"
[23:23] <@EvilBob> "They are fine. We are merely wondering why one would dare threaten the Brigadier by coming so close to it."
[23:24] <@EvilBob> He tilts his head upwards a bit, staring a little as he ground his teeth a little. "You do realize this would be reason enough to fire upon your vessel?"
[23:25] * Durendal admires his fine bionics.
[23:26] <Ossie> "Rashid... maybe you should talk us out of this..."
[23:26] <@Rhea> "It was merely a... statistical anomaly of an accident, I am certain one such as yourself might understand that such things might be out of ones hands, travel through the warp not a perfect process. We apologize that such a thing might have occured, but consider ourselves thankful nothing transpired from such an accident."
[23:27] <@EvilBob> "You should. Had you come 100m closer, we'd have had to forcefully correct your vessel with a boarding action. Do not. Let it happen. Again."
[23:28] <@Rhea> "Certainly."
[23:29] <@EvilBob> "This hail is over." He says, before raising his head a little higher. Pure void could be seen once more.
[23:30] <Ossie> "Friendly, ain't he."
[23:30] <@EvilBob> "Candy ass," Bethor says, nomming on a piece of grox jerky.
[23:30] <@Rhea> "Oh, good of him to let us know just before cutting it."
[23:30] <Durendal> "Huh.  He had some nice bionics though."
[23:30] * Rashid is giggling somewhat uncontrollably into his hands.
[23:30] <Ossie> "No respect among astartes, Bethor?"
[23:32] <@Rhea> "Somethijng on your mind, sir?"
[23:32] <@EvilBob> "Nah. There is. Just can't stand it when they don't respect the ones they're meant to protect." He says, chewing on the ration.
[23:33] <Ossie> "I suppose it comes from being superhuman monster soldiers."
[23:33] <Anna_Porra> "Unkind and sorta a jackass. You're cool with me, though, Bethor."
[23:34] <%Rashid> "Oswald," Rashid snorts.  "Do you think you can shove your foot any further in?"
[23:34] <%Nethe> "Let's challenge them to a dogfight, first one to explode loses their ship."
[23:34] * Nethe offers, obviously kidding.
[23:34] <@EvilBob> Bethor chews on the grox jerky.
[23:35] <@EvilBob> [Hokay, gonna see about getting that there engine Rashid?]
[23:35] <%Rashid> "Okay.  No one else wants to yell at us.  Let's get the Racketeer repaired and refitted."  (yes)
[23:36] <@Rhea> (May I acquire bionicz?)
[23:36] <%Rashid> [[ you can acquire more plasma tits too. ]]
[23:36] <Durendal> [I want more bionics plz.  Also Power Armor.]
[23:37] <Durendal> [Also, a banging attachment]
[23:37] <@EvilBob> [ Durendal: She can get her favour here.]
[23:37] <%Rashid> [[ ...a banging attachment on your power armour. Anyone thinking what I am? ]]
[23:38] <@EvilBob> Rashid: Yes]
[23:38] <@Rhea> (Hot.)
[23:38] <Durendal> [Thanks you.]
[23:38] <Durendal> [Anyway, what are we doing here?]
[23:38] <@Rhea> "You know, cap, our ship has been ahving several issues."
[23:38] <@Rhea> "Perhaps we should ask those Iron Assholes about getting someone over here to look at it?"
[23:38] <%Rashid> "I hadn't noticed." Rashid says dryly.
[23:39] <@Rhea> 1d100 (124 0 scarce, -30 Best Q, +20 two of them, is 104 and auto-pass)
[23:39] <ComradeServitor> Rhea, (124 0 scarce, -30 Best Q, +20 two of them, is 104 and auto-pass): 13
[23:39] <%Rashid> "Well you know, they are Astartes.  I'm pretty sure that nearly any of them, aside from Bethor here, would have some issues with some of the things in this ship."
[23:40] <@Rhea> "If my job has taught me anything it's that everyone can be bribed."
[23:40] * Nethe pats the firing console.
[23:40] <@EvilBob> Alice heads off to the planet, Bethor off to look for himself with Russelliov's help. Rashid was speaking to a forge master on the space station. He had glasses upon glasses, lenses flipping up and down as he talked, fidgeting the whole while.
[23:41] <%Nethe> "Awh come on now. You two stop being mean to the big baby. It killed what, five or six xeno ships? Right after blowing up a bunch of heretic shapeshifting assholes?"
[23:41] <%Nethe> "So it has hiccups every now and then. Just needs a breather tween all the murderin."
[23:42] * Ossie plans on seeing if he can't get another pair of mirror shades that he had before. he felt naked without them.
[23:42] * Anna_Porra goes out to have dinner and spend time with Feydra and AMber
[23:42] <@Rhea> "The power failed infront of an enemy armada!"
[23:42] <%Rashid> "Only briefly.
[23:42] <%Rashid> "And that's when you got to see the special talents of some of our tech priests."
[23:43] <Durendal> "Still, this blessed ship would need someone qualified to operate on her.  Is that why we're here?  I would be more comfortable if someone from the Adeptus Mechanicus were to care for her.  Also, it would be nice to have someone to go to in regards to bionic upgrades/"
[23:43] <@Rhea> "At some point it will fail and we'll all die and thronedamnit I get to say I told you so. Doubly so if power fails during a warp jump."
[23:43] <Durendal> "On that note... Captain, about that question for better arms and armor for the armsmen..."
[23:44] <%Rashid> "You don't understand.  They" and he points over at the Iron Hands ship, "are not Mechanicus."
[23:44] <@EvilBob> The forgemaster coughs politely as he waits for Rashid.
[23:44] <%Rashid> "Also talk to Rhea about that, I don't need to deal with every little detail."
[23:44] <@Rhea> "Well whatever, get more of those women with the glowing busts them."
[23:44] <%Rashid> "I apologize for these interuptions, sir."
[23:44] <Ossie> "Maybe you should get some for yourself." Ossie would snicker.
[23:45] * Durendal nods.  "Of course.  I am usually kept in the dark about the plans on the ship.  I had thought you had struck a deal with them somehow."
[23:45] <@EvilBob> He pushes up lenses onto the bridge of his nose, flipping more and more in front of his eyes, and flicking htem away. "Uhm. About that engine you're looking for. We currently have an astartes studying its design."
[23:45] <%Rashid> "Can't he study a different one?"
[23:46] <%Rashid> "Or you could build one.  I have some specifications here, if you'd like to take a look."
[23:46] <@EvilBob> "No uh. It's this particular engine.. He says if we install it, he must come along to study it's effects on an active basis."
[23:46] * Rhea sighs and looks at Ossie "Well, more than you'd ever gotten."
[23:48] <@EvilBob> He flicks his lenses up and down, saying, "I.. Can't imagine it would be a problem, seeing as we have an astartes on file for your vessel already, to authorize the installation."
[23:48] <Durendal> "This could be an opportunity, my Lord Captain.  If he would minster to the engines, I do not doubt that he would gladly tend to the rest of the ship!"
[23:50] <%Rashid> "Hmf.  The rest of the ship is what I'm worried about."
[23:50] * Rhea would head out determined to get more cog heads in their vessel to attend to whatever might be causing the problem
[23:50] <%Rashid> "Very well.  I don't have much of a choice in the matter."
[23:50] <%Rashid> "I need the power, so I need the engine."
[23:53] <Ossie> "I don't mean that, Rhea... I was saying you should get a plasma bust for yourself."
[23:53] * Perpetuus (~chatzilla@Rizon-F08FCE2E.dsl.bell.ca) Quit ( Ping timeout: 240 seconds )
[23:53] <@EvilBob> [I hope he didn't fall asleep.]
[23:54] <@Rhea> "You do not disrespect the ageless flesh by getting rid of it unncessarily, Oswald."
[23:55] <Ossie> "Would let you fill out your suit a bit more..." Ossie grins and lights up a cigar.
[23:56] <@Rhea> "PErhaps you should turn your attentions to those who already fill their suits out, hm?"
[23:58] <Durendal> "Well... there comes a time when one has to wonder when it is necessary and when it is unnecessary.  If it would aide you by making you more efficient in your duties then one should go ahead and modify yourself to be better.  I do, however, respect one's willingness to keep one's fleshy bits until it is necessary to get rid of them."
[23:58] <%Rashid> ,dr 124-50
[23:58] <ComradeServitor> Rashid: 56 Success by 1 degree!