Flynn

Planet of Shadows

I've been really busy with internship stuff, but I hope to maybe write something up tomorrow?

Planet of Shadows

Flynn looks up as Williams sits down next to him. "Sorry mate. But it's better this way." He removes his feet from the desk and positions himself in front of the yoke and console. "At least we finished this job splendidly. I say we fly up to the nearest Safe Zone^* and take a little R&R. We deserved that." With the same motions as he had done a thousand times before, he steers the ship upwards, towards the sky. The dark blue slowly turns to black and it doesn't take long before the ship leaves the orbit of the planet.

With a upwards swipe on the left hand of his chair, Flynn brings up a display, showing the nearest points of interest. He taps the nearest Safe Zone and let's the computer do the calculating. After a short while the vortex slowly opens up and swallows the ship. Flynn looks at the colors washing over them and a small smile appears on his face. "I'm always in awe of this part. We have no idea what the colors represent, just that this technology allowed us to travel. It's just a beautiful sight." He shakes his head and gets up. "It shouldn't take long before we reach the Safe Zone. Let's go and try to have a chat with the girl in the meantime."

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^* = A Safe Zone is a protected piece of space where ships can conduct repairs or just relax without danger of being ambushed by pirates. Most of the times there are Space Stations around it, but not always.

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@6slyboy6 Haha, glad you feel that way too.

I must admit that I didn't play Homewrold: Deserts of Kharak, but that it definitely gave some inspiration as I glanced over the steam page.
I'll try to flesh it out a bit more and see if I can type something up the next week. I'll be sure to let you know.

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Hey Sly, I was thinking of giving GMing another shot as my interest in the Guild only lies in this RP and another 1x1 which gets updated very little. Trying to... rewake the kindle so to speak. But first I wanted to pitch my idea to you, since we have become brothers in arms of sorts. I don't know if you followed/knew about my Shifting Sands roleplay, but it will be similar to that. (I'm just a sucker for desert roleplays), but in the future. Or... a Sci-fi variant at least.

The world has been engulfed in sand and a silence has fallen over it as humankind died out. Complete silence, apart from the clanking, hissing and rolling tracks of the 'Arks'. Massive ship-like vehicles that scour the sands, holding the last remaining humans of this world, searching for a way to survive. Plagued by not only a constant struggle for water, but also the dangers of pirates and the many dangerous creature that now roam in the sand.
The Loutingh, one of such ships, scours the sands, looking for water to survive and any kind of technology left behind by their ancestors to overcome the impossible odds of this world. Will this ship and it's crew fare better then the many others that failed and whose rusty carcasses dot the landscapes?

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Bright lights light up the beach and 3Y3 greets the group with cheerful beeps. Flynn stands in the opening of the hatch, awaiting the group. A smile appears on his face but slightly disappears as he sees 'Thunder' in William his wake. "You really want to bring him along? A beast that needs water in a spaceship, completely isolated from any body of water apart from the silo, which I'm not going to let him swim in." He looks over his shoulder, into the bowls of the ship before shaking his head. "You also don't have an aquarium big enough in any of your apartments as far as I know. But... You're an adult, and I want to be anything but your mother, so I'm going to let you choose right here, right now." And with a shrug, he turns around and enters the ship, making his way to the cockpit.

He sits down in the pilot chair and scratches his chin. A small beard had formed over the past couple of days. "I should shave." Then he sees a reflection of himself in some piece of metal and assess the picture. "Or... Maybe I should let that grow." He shrugs to himself and spins around in his chair until he tactfully places his feet on the console panel and leans back, waiting for Williams to make his choose and bring the girl aboard, with or without Thunder.

Justice among the stars

Eeeh... I was trying to capture this, but kinda failed.

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Now it was Aidans turn to twitch his eyes. The remark of the general stung. It's not like he had a desire to become captain, he just disliked being looked down upon. He chooses to remain silent.
He simply nods as they are dismissed before turning around and leaving with Valentisha. If the general couldn't show some respect, he simply wouldn't do the same.

The same escort that brought them to the bridge, escorts them, not towards the hangar, but rather to some sort of residential area. As Aidan notices, he raises an eyebrow. "Are we not going towards the hangar?" Their escort looks over his shoulder and grunts. "Outfitting two platoons and preparing all the field kit will take some time. Until the expedition is fully ready, you are to remain in the residential area."

The residential area was very different from the rest of the ship. Where most of the ship radiated order and blandness, the residential area was made to look welcoming and comforting. It was made to look like the more rural areas of the Imperium with (fake) grass and trees and even a (holographic) sky! The Blackguard spend their entire life on ships like these. This was a way of comforting them a bit. And now Aidan and Valentisha were in the middle of it.

They stop in front of a square building. It looks just like one of the colony buildings. A 'normal' house. The escort hands Valentisha a card. "I will return to retrieve you as soon as the expedition is ready to head out." He gives a brief nod, turns around and walks away, leaving Valentisha and Aidan alone, in front of the house.

Aidan blinks... once... twice. "I think we just got house arrest or something." He glances briefly at Val before turning at the house. It would look quite pretty, weren't it for the fact that it was completely gray and lacked any kind of imagination. "Never thought I would sleep in a 'house' anytime soon."

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A bright red beam lights up in the encroaching darkness. The night had come fast, as the many trees blocked out the last remaining sunglight. Luckily the Argo had exterior lights which helped. It still gave Flynn the creeps though.

A rustling sounds. The sound of leaves. He drops the cutter, draws his side arm and aims at the sound. Silence... Then a spherical shaped object comes flying out of the foliage, letting out several bleeps and excited noises. Flynn flynches for a second and almost pulls the trigger, but notices the little droid in time. "Sheesh, 3Y3, you could have let me know alright? Glad you're here though." He looks back at the gears. He managed to free one of the three thusfar. As soon as it had become free, the 'leg' retracted. Three more to go. With 3Y3 it would only take half the amount of time.

With a short command he sends 3Y3 to one of the landing gears with the task to cut away the mud. He himself picks up the laser cutter once more and continues on his own one.

With a hiss, the last 'leg' retracts into the ship. Flynn smiles as he wipes his hand over his forehead. After four hours of cutting, the job was finally done. It was pitch black by now and only lights were coming from the Argo.

He motions to 3Y3 to follow him as he makes his way on the ship. The red lights slowly fade away, and the warning message that exclaimed the obvious shuts off. His eyes widen as he sits down in the chair and checks the fuel gauge. Being that long in hover mode had drained the storage quite a bit. Nothing critical, but still feelable in the wallet.

With a sigh he hits the button to close the cargo hatch and steers the ship upwards, leaving the forest below him. With one last quick check he makes sure the landing gears are all fine and undamaged. When he is certain, he steers the ship towards the beach.

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Woo. Okay, back as well. I'll post something nice later today.

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Real life always comes first. Especially the bad stuff. My condolences.
Thanks for keeping me up to date though.