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@WeepingLiberty

Oh he is accepted...... and I vote that he be Krone's unknown son XD

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Finally starting to make a post now.
Can I ask if we're all now time skipped a day forward and stuff?

@ClocktowerEchos

Yes we are all on a time skip

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@WilsonTurner
Haha you have to make a CS first before I could accept you :p

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@WeepingLiberty
Is it bad that when I saw this I was like, "Omg, it's Krone's illegitimate son!"..... cuz you know Krone's old and done many females in his past lol

The Outlander [Sci-fi Epic Adventure]

Brea Moirai

The misting rain was a little annoying but there was nothing she could do about it, she only hoped that the leader would come soon as she didn't want to be out in the open for too long. Just as she thought that her Bix8 suddenly picked up two life signs, she looked up to see a large tired looking man and.... what? She was surprised to see someone from the Brotherhood of Mahrl as they didn't like being around humans. But a part of her suddenly felt at ease, as she knew the those of the Brotherhood were tough son's of a bitches. She knew most would look at the alien with suspicion, but she would probably be looking at him for more guidance than the human. Though that was habit, she was trained and raised by one from the Brotherhood in her young adult life.

A bang suddenly rang out and before she knew what was going on she ducked down behind the "wall" she had been leaning on. Her Bix8 told her that the old captain was dead, she cursed under her breath as she grabbed her rifle. She didn't move fast, she took her time making sure her weapon was loaded a and ready to go.

"One, two, three." She said lowly before taking a deep breath and letting it out slowly.

"Four, five, six." She continued before taking another deep breath.

"Seven, eight, nine..... Ten" She took in a final deep breath while her rifle up and turned slightly so she could line up her shots. She wasn't going to waste her ammo, so every shot she took was near perfect head shots. She could feel the kick back of the rifle in her shoulder as reach shot left the chamber. She could see her targets head explode and paint everything around it in a sticky liquid.

Just then her hands began to shake, she took cover and while she was reloading she began to count and breath again. It was something that Moirai had taught her to do when she felt overwhelmed, or out of control or when she felt like she couldn't be brave.

As she went to take aim again one of the husk looking people came around and aimed his plasma pistol at her head. Without missing a beat Brea hit the weapon away just as the man pulled the trigger. Caught off guard the man dropped his pistol, she went to bring up her rifle but the husk moved fast and kicked her in the chest. She fell back, but it felt like it was in slow motion as she could see the man still coming at her with murder plain in his eyes. She had seen that look many times in many people across the known galaxies.

"Survive Brea, turn off your mind!"

Moirai's rang through her head as she felt her back connect with the ground. She closed her eyes for a moment and when she opened them she was no longer the same person. The man was nearly on top of her when she pulled out a ten inch obsidian Military blade and planned it into the man's chest. She didn't wait to see the life drain from his eyes as she pulled the knife out and got up. She could hear the whizzing of enemy fire pass her head but she payed that no mind. She simply grabbed her rifle and began shooting again, but the bastards were fast and were closer than before, so she switched to her old automatic plasma gun. But even then some got too close and she was forced to use her blade again.

She was unthinking and with no emotion, the only things going through her head were the words "Survive, kill, survive, watch left side." She was what Moirai taught her to be when things got tough, as he knew that she was a sensitive being, and that sensitivity needed to be turned off.

As she shot someone's face off she felt pain bloom on her left side. She looked down to see that one of the bullets happen to find the weak spot in her armour. She quickly found the bastard that shot her and killed him before taking cover. She placed her hand over the wound and bit her lip as the pain brought her back to her thinking self.

"Shit, this is going to ruin my day." She said as she tried to keep fighting, but the pain made her slow. She hoped that she wouldn't bleed out, not now, not when there was so much for her to do.

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Make an CS and we will see :)

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I am opening for apps, I'm thinking two (maybe three) Gems and maybe one Drakken.

The Outlander [Sci-fi Epic Adventure]

Brea Moirai

The flight to Baelzarus VI was a short one, as she was on a planet not far from it. From what she heard this planet was a hell hole, but she was use to that. She was born on a planet which no one cared about and was full of crime, so this was nothing new. Plus she didn't often go to the well to do planets, as the people would look down at her like she was a stain on their pretty shoes that they wanted to be rid of as quickly as possible. So she stayed on the shit pots and hell holes of planets, at least no one on them looked at her like she dirt. She blended well with those that were forgotten and unwanted.

Brea felt the little shuttle rattle and shake as they began to enter the atmosphere of the planet. She hoped that the vessel would be able to make it to the ground as it wasn't in the greatest of shape. Unlike most, or she figured anyway, she had to charter her own ride to the planet. None of the other shuttle owners would take her, as one, they didn't want to risk their ship being shot down, and two, she didn't have a lot of money to offer them. The fucker that agreed to take her was an insane bloke who got off pushing his shit of a shuttle to the limits. Suddenly the ship stopped shaking and a small smirk played on her lips, they made it into the planets atmosphere but now they ran the risk of being shot down.

"You going to check out your equipment, beauty?" The pilot asked as he took the ship down to the planets surface.

Brea shook her head slightly, she knew that her things were good and she didn't need to check on them. Some of them were ancient and were bound to fail at some point, she wasn't too worried about it. The only things that she had that was remotely new was her Firefly military grade armour, though it was older than the ones that were currently being used, her GX rifle which she had taken off a dead merc who had tampered with it. It could shoot three different types of ammo, which was rather useful in a fire fight. The only other thing that was new (like top of the line new) was her Bix8 eye glass, it was a mini computer that increased her vision in her left eye, but it was also a targeting system and spyware. She loved it.

The ship suddenly veered to the left and she was pushed into her seat. She could hear the captain curse as he navigated his ship through the oncoming enemy fire. Brea clenched her jaw but knew if she were to die there was nothing to do about it. Sure she wanted to live but she knew if it was her time then it was her time. She only hoped that she would come back as something or someone better and greater than what she was.

"Spaceport ahead beautiful, better be ready to get off." He said over his shoulder as he guided his bird in for a landing or hovering, she wasn't sure what he was going to do. Obviously the enemy fire got the man scared, he was insane but not stupid. He cared for his ship even if he pushed it to the limits and was a piece of junk. But she guessed it was all he had and had grown attached to it. She never grew attached to anything or anyone, well that wasn't exactly true, but it was true enough.

Grabbing the small bag that was attached under her seat, she waited for the shuttle to land. A part of her was excited to be a part of this, while the other part of her was nervous as she knew that everyone else would most likely be specialized in some failed of work. Like for one she expected a few to be part of the Searing Guns or was it the Blazing Gauntlet? She wasn't too sure as none of the planets she happen to be on had any of those Church people on them. They were said to be protectors of humanity, but she thought it as a joke at best, as she has seen hell and no superhero Church person ever came to save the day or the people suffering on planets like this.

Shutting her eyes she felt the ship lower until the soft jolt told her that she had landed. She didn't wait for the captain to say she could get up, she was already at the door waiting for it to open.

"Take care beauty."

She gave a quick nod and let her eyes show gratitude towards the man before bringing up her hood and veil. Once the door opened she jumped out, not caring if a hail of bullets were waiting for her. She moved away from the small ship as it began to take off. The air of the planet was like all the other planets she has been on, it smelled of decay, death and smoke. It smelled like home, well to her anyway. She looked around the spaceport, her Bix8 picking up life forms and outlining them for her. If she was anyone else who specialized in war or killing, they would of had the advantage. But not so much her, if anything it let her know how many were on the field and where she could hide if things went to hell.

She made her way to whatever waiting area that she needed to go to. She paid no mind to those that were there, if they were part of the team or what have you, then great. But she could care less, though the white one was sure to get shot just for the hell of it. If you wanted to survive, you must blend. She wondered if the dude had ever seen combat or been on shit pots like this. If he had then he was either really brave or overly stupid. The other people she noticed looked military.

"What a sausage fest." She mumbled as noticed that most on the platform were male.

She walked with a confidence that only one who was use to living in such conditions, like on this planet, could have. She leaned on an old piece of wall or at least she thought it was a wall, it was hard to tell what it was. For all she knew it could of been a space craft that was shot down or crashed. She didn't spend too much time thinking about as she didn't feel like thinking. There would be time for thinking later, but for now she just wanted to veg.

Anyone who saw her would of noticed how oddly comfortable she was and most likely would of mistaken her for a local if she hadn't just arrived on a shuttle.

The Outlander [Sci-fi Epic Adventure]

$@^^$&@! Had half a post written up and then lost it! -_-

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Just making sure everyone is still alive ;)