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Gerret smiled. They had a deal. Civilization was on its way to coming back. Commerce, science, military, agriculture. All the bits and pieces were laid out in front of them. All that was left was to put it together and make it work.
"I'm glad we're of one mind, Godwin. Tell your people that today they can expect a shipment of tomatoes, navy beans, and carrots." He smiled, stretching out his hand to offer a shake.
"Let us find a station to get laser rifles from, and we'll get them to you as soon as we can."
"I'm glad we're of one mind, Godwin. Tell your people that today they can expect a shipment of tomatoes, navy beans, and carrots." He smiled, stretching out his hand to offer a shake.
"Let us find a station to get laser rifles from, and we'll get them to you as soon as we can."
Garret thought for a moment. He wasn't much of a fighting man, but watching a few battles against the Crawl take place on earth, he knew a thing or two about fighting it.
"I'm glad you have a station with that kind of ability, Godwin, if I may call you that." He looked at the fish in their indoor pond.
"If The Crawl or pieces of it ever found their way in, we'd need laser or fire weapons to kill them. Bullets and small explosions don't do much good." He spoke, remembering watching an entire squadron of soldiers with assault rifles being torn to shreds by dead flesh, whereas he survived an encounter with a small sample of The Crawl by finding a laser pistol.
"With that in mind, we need to train not only in human to human warfare, but fighting against The Crawl, too." He looked at the atrium they passed, nightmarish thoughts of crawling rot throughout the station flickering through his thoughts.
"We'll need to have the ability to fight the Crawl if we ever encounter it while scrounging in abandoned stations, as well. Pieces of it can survive the vacuum of space almost indefinitely. If we saw an outbreak of it, we'd need it crushed immediately." He stood.
"A proposition. We'll start shipping crops to your station immediately, but if you can start producing laser weapons and training my people in how to use them, perhaps we can work out something more."
"I'm glad you have a station with that kind of ability, Godwin, if I may call you that." He looked at the fish in their indoor pond.
"If The Crawl or pieces of it ever found their way in, we'd need laser or fire weapons to kill them. Bullets and small explosions don't do much good." He spoke, remembering watching an entire squadron of soldiers with assault rifles being torn to shreds by dead flesh, whereas he survived an encounter with a small sample of The Crawl by finding a laser pistol.
"With that in mind, we need to train not only in human to human warfare, but fighting against The Crawl, too." He looked at the atrium they passed, nightmarish thoughts of crawling rot throughout the station flickering through his thoughts.
"We'll need to have the ability to fight the Crawl if we ever encounter it while scrounging in abandoned stations, as well. Pieces of it can survive the vacuum of space almost indefinitely. If we saw an outbreak of it, we'd need it crushed immediately." He stood.
"A proposition. We'll start shipping crops to your station immediately, but if you can start producing laser weapons and training my people in how to use them, perhaps we can work out something more."
"I do appreciate the thoughts, Mr. D'Agincourte." Gerret said as he walked. They walked past a large room, with men and women at work tending several different varieties of fruits, vegetables, and herbs. A worker tossed Gerret an apple, which he caught happily.
"I agree that we could use more security, in the event of someone taking drastic measures. Out of the 250 people on this station, there are not many weapons to go around, unless you count cutting tools." He spoke, patting the side of his leg to make sure his pistol was still there.
"If we need to produce more food, there is no reason we cannot find or salvage more food production systems from other abandoned stations, or find the schematics to build more." He spoke as they walked through an atrium filled with varying kinds of trees. A bird could be heard chirping here and there as they fluttered in between the trees.
Eventually, they reached a room that was Garret's office. He passed by it to another room, where there was a built-in pond. Within it was a school of silver fish, all calmly swimming within the clear water, made slightly blue by the underwater lights.
"We're happy to provide to whoever we can, but we understand that there probably isn't enough to feed everyone and still have some left over for ourselves. My scientists calculated that if we produced at maximum rate, and gave every crop harvested equally among different people, we could only continuously support a population of around one-thousand people, give or take. It's my hope that more than that remains of humanity, but at the same time I want to do everything I can to protect what we have." He sits by the pod, in a nearby chair.
"If you would be willing to help us defend this place from anyone who would harm us, you and your people may be allotted a share of our harvests."
"I agree that we could use more security, in the event of someone taking drastic measures. Out of the 250 people on this station, there are not many weapons to go around, unless you count cutting tools." He spoke, patting the side of his leg to make sure his pistol was still there.
"If we need to produce more food, there is no reason we cannot find or salvage more food production systems from other abandoned stations, or find the schematics to build more." He spoke as they walked through an atrium filled with varying kinds of trees. A bird could be heard chirping here and there as they fluttered in between the trees.
Eventually, they reached a room that was Garret's office. He passed by it to another room, where there was a built-in pond. Within it was a school of silver fish, all calmly swimming within the clear water, made slightly blue by the underwater lights.
"We're happy to provide to whoever we can, but we understand that there probably isn't enough to feed everyone and still have some left over for ourselves. My scientists calculated that if we produced at maximum rate, and gave every crop harvested equally among different people, we could only continuously support a population of around one-thousand people, give or take. It's my hope that more than that remains of humanity, but at the same time I want to do everything I can to protect what we have." He sits by the pod, in a nearby chair.
"If you would be willing to help us defend this place from anyone who would harm us, you and your people may be allotted a share of our harvests."
To be honest I'm not too concerned about the length of posts, as long as they're of good quality.
You don't need massive amounts of text to advance the story in an interesting way.
Just post however much you need to in order to make a decent addition to the RP.
You don't need massive amounts of text to advance the story in an interesting way.
Just post however much you need to in order to make a decent addition to the RP.
Gerret was frightened by the sudden appearence of such power, but was relieved to find that, at the moment, they were friendly. He shook Godwin's hand.
"Gerret Myers." He smiled warmly.
"With a force like that, maybe one day we can reclaim our planets from The Crawl." He spoke, turning.
"Follow me, I have a gift for you." He says. His associates seemed cautious, but didn't appear armed either.
A communications specialist spoke to the Epsilion station.
"This is Agricoli Terra confirming interlocking. Will you be joining us?" She asks whoever was in Epsilon's communications center at the time.
"Gerret Myers." He smiled warmly.
"With a force like that, maybe one day we can reclaim our planets from The Crawl." He spoke, turning.
"Follow me, I have a gift for you." He says. His associates seemed cautious, but didn't appear armed either.
A communications specialist spoke to the Epsilion station.
"This is Agricoli Terra confirming interlocking. Will you be joining us?" She asks whoever was in Epsilon's communications center at the time.
The Agricoli Terra station interlocked with the AUMN Station, and soon Gerret was near its doors with a few unarmed representatives, waiting to be greeted. It had been a while since he had hoped to see new faces, but he was now glad to see that so many people were still alive.
I just tend to be to the point unless it's important.
"Negative, Epsilon. You and AUMN are the only others we've seen so far." Gerret spoke solemnly.
While the technicians of the station were constantly scanning for other stations, as far as they were aware, AUMN and Epsilon were the only ones they had found yet. Then again, the scanning systems were said to be a bit faulty...
While the technicians of the station were constantly scanning for other stations, as far as they were aware, AUMN and Epsilon were the only ones they had found yet. Then again, the scanning systems were said to be a bit faulty...
"We're an agricultural station. We have more food than we're ever going to eat before it spoils. I'll send you our coordinates and you can interlock with us. I'm looking forward to shaking your hand." He said as one of his assistants went over to a computer, sending their current position to Godwin.
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