Shiva

Rebirth

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From her spot in the front of the ship, Nora listened to their esteemed lieutenant major, paying as much of a mind to the briefing as she could while still keeping an eye on the controls. Having been informed of where to land the ship, the chief petty officer marked the map displayed on the dashboard and adjusted her course slightly to match. Her face scrunched up in a frown as they were told the plan.

Nora had never been one for ground combat. She could do it, of course; it was a part of basic training. It was just that she was more of a float-in-from-above-and-blow-them-all-to-hell-with-a-fighter kinda gal. This wasn’t an option, obviously, as it would guarantee casualties on the part of the hostages, but a girl could dream. The plan itself was fairly straightforward and well thought out. Nora spent a few moments wracking her brain to see if there was any information she needed to know that the lieutenant major had missed, but nothing came to mind, so she stayed silent and focused on her piloting instead. The thought came to her mind of an extremely undisciplined officer (she had no idea how he even graduated from the academy) who probably would have argued about the plan and done everything within his power to take over the mission, and she snorted a bit, the thought bringing her some amusement as she recalled the day this same officer was kicked out. That was a fantastic day.

He was probably the only person on base Nora refused to sleep with.

Petty officer Carson's muttered words were just barely audible to Nora above the roaring of the ship's engines, but they struck a chord in her brain. Why hadn't they just blown it up? She had been assuming they wanted to destroy the facility in order to hurt the war effort, but if that were true then why take the hostages? From her experience, innies weren't really the type to demand ransom money, so there must be some other angle. However there wasn't much use in speculating on the matter without obtaining more facts first. Instead of burdening her brain with meaningless theories, Nora just focused on getting them where they weere going.

Rebirth

Gotcha. Thanks for the info.

Rebirth

We're just all hoes for Rebirth

Rebirth

We're judging you.

I mean I know we're all excited to get this show on the road, but I think we're all okay with waiting as long as you need.

Veritas Lux Mea

I'm so sorry for the delays, but things have flipped turned upside down in my personal life so... yeah. Thanks for any understanding and once again I'm real sorry

@The Fated Fallen

No worries. It's not even your turn yet lol There's a posting order in the Discord.

Veritas Lux Mea

"Thanks Teg," The captain replied. Since their passenger was on board, that meant they could get going as soon as they finished loading the cargo. Maria went to grab another box, listening to the others chatter as she picked one up and hauled it onto the ship. She looked up when Kevej approached and informed her of the goods he'd gotten, nodding in approval, and then let him finish as he joined in the conversation about their guest.

"Our esteemed first mate is right. Long as you haven't done nothing against his government, he's got no reason to bother you. Besides, I don't pay you to whine about passengers, I pay you to fly. Get up to the bridge and get the ship ready for takeoff so we can get off this blasted trash-heap," Maria said to Andrea. She then turned to Ansgar. "No offense. I know you call this place home but..."

She didn't finish her sentence.

When they were done loading up the cargo, Maria made sure everyone was on the ship and closed the ramp, depressurizing the airlock to ready them for leaving The Hub.

Shiva's old art thread

Yet another OC lol

Veritas Lux Mea

Cookie

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Cookie

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Character Summary

Name: Cookie
Aliases: Cooks, Brat, Damn Cat
Age: 4
Species: Feline
Birth Planet: Artemis
Allegiance: Himself, the selfish little bastard
Gender: Male
Occupation: Pestering the crew and trying to get pets. Maria claims he's the secondary morale officer.

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Appearance

Height: 10 inches
Build: Kinda chubby, but Maria claims it's all fluff.
Eyes: Green
Hair: Brown tabby
Skin Tone: Pink
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: N/A
Personal Style: N/A

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Personality:

Cuddly * Sweet * Arrogant * Kleptomaniac * Sassy * Talkative

Relationship Status: Single and ready to steal yo' gurl.
interview:

How did you hear about the Veritas Lux Mea? Meow?

How well do you deal with a high stress situation? *hiss*

What do you think about the government? *excessive hissing*

What do you think about people not of your species? *blank stare*

How do you feel about less than legal operations? *purring*

How would your acquaintances describe you? Meow.

How would your mother describe you? *licks paw*

How would you describe yourself? *Purring intensifies*

(For those who are passengers, you can ignore the rest of the questions as these only pertain to the crewmembers).

What do you know about us? N/A


Why do you want this job? N/A

Why should I hire you? N/A

Habits:

• Being an attention whore.
• Knocking things off of high places.
• Pushing that button on the console that really shouldn't have been pushed.
• Stealing random small objects.
• Begging for food by tapping people's legs with his paw.

Hobbies:

• Pestering the crew.
• Eating.

Fears:

• Sticks
• Angry yelling

Likes:

• The Red Dot.
• Food.
• Trinkets.
• Toys.
• Pets.
• Cuddles.

Dislikes:

• Getting yelled at.
• Feet.
• Pork.

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Information:

General Skills:

• Very charming. 10/10 who didn't know him would pet.
• Excellent to have around during a negotiation.
• Fantastic listener.
• Good judge of character.

Specialty Skills:

• Theft
• Negotiations
• Acrobatics
• Keeping the rodent population down.

Inventory:

• His hoard of trinkets that he has stolen from the crew and hidden behind Maria's desk. It consists of the following.
• Anthea's sock.
• So. Many. Hair bands.
• Three of Kai's pens.
• A couple of screws from the engine room.
• A brush for cleaning guns.
• A couple pieces of jewelry.
• A lot of toys that Maria thought he "lost."

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History:

Reason for joining crew: He didn't have much choice in the matter.
History:

Late at night, as the engine rumbles, the crew fast asleep, a lonely soul wanders through the corridors of the Veritas Lux Mea, wailing about the sorrows of his past. No one ever cares, but still Cookie insists on singing his life's story to the crew. Maybe someday, someone will finally listen.

Life isn't easy for a space cat. Cookie spent his first few months of life learning the family trade of hunting on Maria's family farm, and a hard life it was indeed. The humans enslaved him, as they had done his ancestors before, and forced him to work tirelessly in order to keep pests out of the gardens. Day and night he roamed. He longed for a day when no more would these filthy peasants use him as labor, nay, they would serve his bidding.

When Maria moved out, she kidnapped Cookie and took him with her, despite his heartfelt protests. Though Cookie dreams of freedom, he still remains a servant, living only to provide labor to his cruel overlords. But Cookie has his revenge. When the humans aren't watching, he steals their powerful objects and hides them in a place he knows no one will ever look. One day, he will amass enough wealth to leave this wretched place and start a rebellion to overthrow the evil humans.

Then, finally, all will be as it should be.

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Extras

Character Quote: Meow?
Theme Song: Everybody wants to be a cat
Criminal Record: Multiple counts of theft. There's a list of them hanging on the fridge.
Anything Else: N/A

Veritas Lux Mea

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The Hub; center for all kinds of disreputable trading and depravity in the galaxy. Coincidentally it was also the best place to pick up work, if you didn’t mind haggling a bit to make it worth your while. The people here wanted the work done fast and didn’t much care how it got done, which was great for Maria, since it meant she had a lot of room to play with getting the job done. You could pick up easy fast jobs to keep fuel in the tank for the next few weeks, and then go on your merry way before coming back and repeating the process. It was very convenient. As much as the captain hated the people, it was good money, and she couldn’t rightly complain about it.

What she could complain about was the damn smell. The air was heavy with the scent of alcohol, blood, sweat, and burnt oil; Maria was nearly knocked over by it when she walked down the ramp. Granted, her ship wasn’t exactly a sparkling sterile hospital, but she did try to keep things not smelling like something had died. A scowl was etched into her features as she picked up a crate to load onto the Veritas Lux Mea.

The crew had docked at The Hub three days ago in order to pick up supplies and work, and also to grab a tiny bit of rest. Maria had allowed everyone a day off while they were docked to run personal errands, grab a drink at a bar, be anti-social in their quarters, or whatever else it was they wanted and/or needed to do. Today, though, they were back to work. Their first day there, Maria had been busy finding work for them. Passengers, goods to transport (or smuggle), honestly anything to get some credits would be acceptable at this point. But it seemed she was in luck. Some old Verren hired them to transport some cargo to the Glao on Aspen, and promised to pay them in full when they completed the job. Maria never did the job without at least some of the payment up front, so they settled on a three hundred credit deposit, after quite a bit of arguing negotiating. Granted, 300c wouldn't really go far on a ship like they had, but it was better than nothing.

They had also picked up a passenger; a Judge. Maria wasn't particularly fond of Judges, but understood that they were just doing their jobs and didn't harbor any malice. She tended to keep interactions to a minimum and to be very cautious around them, which wasn't surprising given her current occupation. The only thing Maria was worried about was some of the other cargo they had picked up. It was supplies and weapons for the Rebellion that they were supposed to drop off on Demtu - where the current Rebel base was. However, this was far out of the Judge's jurisdiction, so Maria doubted that he would care very much.

The captain dropped the crate she'd been carrying next to some of the others that had been loaded up, letting out a huff as she straightened herself and crossed her arms.

"Anybody know where our honored guest is?" She asked no one in particular. Maria was in a bit of a hurry to get going before any of the authorities came around asking questions, as they normally did when the Veritas showed up.

Veritas Lux Mea

Ayyyeee he looks awesome! As soon as you get the picture and the song you can post it.