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The Lucidae

"Oh you don't really, you- Noah wouldn't," She stopped to swallow turned to look at the doctor earnestly, "Look, you don't know Noah all that well, but I wasn't kidding when I said that you'd earned kudo points for saving Val..."

"Kudo points can be quickly cashed in if I become a liability." Loire pointed out. Of course it was impossible for him to calculate exactly how much trouble he was in right now. He didn't know who had put Val in a critical condition in the first place, and what that kind of person would do to him, he also had no idea what cargo the Lucidae was carrying that was valuable enough to almost kill a man over. All he could do was try stay on the crews good side, at least he'd be safe on the ship for the time being until he could find his feet back on solid ground on some planet wherever that might be.

"I'm not gonna say it's an empty threat," Viva continued looking away to where her brother's chest continued to rise and fall, "Noah- both he and Val- they'd do a lot of things if they think something's a threat... But for now, I'd say you don't have to worry about an airlock. Noah can be a reasonable guy."

"I didn't think it was." Loire replied at the mention of Noah's threat being substantial, if worst came to worst. "I'll just try stay on his good side I guess." he added. Noah was a dangerous man, Loire knew that much for certain, then again, the same could be said about Viva and Val given the types of business dealings they were probably involved in, Loire could only speculate he couldn't say for sure.

She gave her brother one last lingering look, reaching over to give his unwounded arm a short squeeze before making for the door, "Come on Doc. I'll give you the grand tour and find you a place to bunk before I go and kick Noah out of my chair."

Loire managed to smirk a little at that last point. Viva seemed to be the more personable, then again, Loire wondered if Noah had a wall up around himself for some reason, protecting himself from some kind of emotional traumas. He played the tough guy but was he really?
"Don't let him hear you say that or I won't be the only one keeping an eye on the airlocks." Loire smiled. It didn't quite feel like a hostage situation ... well, not so much anyway. Viva had grabbed him because it was a medical emergency, and they'd needed to move quick because they were being followed. Loire wasn't being held for ransom or anything, he was brought on board as a necessity, surely once Valko came around Noah would let him go. The longer this dragged on, the more dangerous the situation would get, for all of them.

((Sorry Im so hungover I cant write more lol))

The Lucidae

YYou give me too much credit Hen!

I like the idea of mini time skips just to establish a passage of time, it will make it more clear that Loire is well and truly trapped on the Lucidae, and will also give time for Viva to formulate a plan for escape (and try convince Loire to go along with it since he will be sort of manipulated by Noah because Noah knows that doctors are useful and will want to try keep Loire on side, I esp like the idea of them being hailed at some point for a spot check and Noah wonders if he's got Loire and Viva right where he wants them, they go along with the plan for the spot check but after the check they begin moving towards the escape plan. I liek the idea of Viva and Val hearing from their parents too.

Perhaps we could do this
> Val wakes up
> Viva and Vals parents call in
> Loire and Noah get close over time
> Spot check (Noah wonders if Viva and Loire will go along with the plan or if they will aid the Alliance or make a break for it during the search)
> Viva decides enough is enough and wants to escape, she wants to take Loire with her but Loire says no and she doesn't attempt her escape
> Something happens between Loire and Noah and Loire realises Noah's a real prick, he asks Viva if there is still a chance for them to leave and Viva and Loire try escape (but fail, however they aren't caught, at least not by Noah, perhaps Valko could find out so hes conflicted because he doesnt want to land Viva in trouble, but hes also loyal to Noah, just a thought.)
> They do the drop in Space Port 241 (on Planet Chronos II? Space Port 241 and Chronos II were my fave out of the drop off points you named, why not use both instead of trying to pick one name aye ;) both of them are cool)
> While on the ground Loire gets to contact Sandra Wu who reveals that after he disappeared from Noveria she filed a missing persons notice and that he's being searched for the past few months. He tells her to call off the search but secretly arranges for her to help him and Viva once they do their second escape (she will meet them on the other side/pick them up once they launch the escape pods).
> They attempt a second escape and are successful, then we carry on from there
> Sometime in the future Viva ends up working on the SIRIUS which Loire just so happens to be working as a medic on OR Loire ends up becoming the medic for the SIRIUS which is where Viva has been piloting since their escape or something along either of those arcs. Basically they go their separate ways (or maybe we could have them stick together) but they both end up on the SIRIUS.

how does that sound for a plan? We get to do tonnnnnnnes of fun ideas then!

Hmm we still need a captain for the Sirius when they end up there ... do you want to captain or shall I? Can't wait for Sassy to join later on x'D

The Lucidae

*wipes away tears and presents cookie*

Do not cry my dear, I feel kinda crappy today so my reply was crap >S< I'm sure we'll be wicked awesome again soon, but as far as it goes your post was fiiiiiiiine!!!

Anywayz, I am going sleepiez now gniteeee

The Lucidae

Viva was certainly very different to the raving panic machine she had been when she'd first found Loire. Given the situation though, it made perfect sense that she was a total wreck earlier and now she was beginning to calm down. Valko had been seriously injured, it had been critical, if she'd left it a minute or two longer, the outcome could have been very different.
While Noah was blunt, a tough guy ... and actually rather attractive though Loire scolded himself for thinking it, Viva was a lot softer and more approachable now. Loire didn't doubt she was a tough chick when she needed to be though, with Noah, it appeared she'd have little choice but to grow a thick skin. Either way, she was pleasant company at least.


"Well I did get you into this mess," She said, a touch amused and a little bit surprised that he was thanking her, " I mean, I didn't really give you much of choice in the matter, what with practically kidnapping you and everything. Sorry about that by the way... "

"I'm the one who should be thanking you," She continued, realizing as she spoke that she was babbling and on the verge of either tears or hysterical laughing and couldn't quite manage to stop herself, "You didn't have to save him but you did. So the least I can do is keep you from getting tossed out the airlock. I mean, how rude is that?"

"I didn't have a choice. I had to save him." Loire admitted, sometimes he thought it was selfish ... having to save people so he didn't carry their weight on his already over-encumbered conscience... Mostly he had to save Valko because he didn't want to inflict the immense pain of such a loss onto Viva. Though they were strangers, being a twin was something special, and the pain of being separated permanently like that, it was unimaginable until you'd gone through it. "Besides, I did what any other doctor would do, even if I was coerced into it."

"Oh my god, this is real chocolate," She said with her mouth full, her hand covering her mouth as her eyes welled over with the tears that had been threatening for a while, looking at the doc like he'd given her the moon, "This is so good."

Loire laughed softly at Viva's response. For bandits, it seemed they didn't steal many luxuries for themselves. "Being a doctor has its perks." he replied.
"So whats his name?" Loire asked, looking over at Valko. "And yours for the matter, we sorta skipped the introductions what with you kidnapping me and all."

Loire wondered what exactly it was he should be doing ... what exactly was going to happen? He'd never been a hostage before, and yet he was treating his kidnappers with unusual kindness. Granted they hadn't tortured him, but he still didn't know what was in store for him. "You have any idea when your captain might drop me off ... or throw me out the airlock if thats the alternative?" he asked, aware that right now, his fate lay in someone elses hands he wondered if Lucine was out there watching over him right now ... would she be laughing at him? The clever twin, getting himself caught up in such a hilariously stupid scheme.

((Agh sorry, Im tired and ... ugh life stuff))

The Lucidae

I can't wait for Valko to wake up in a couple posts haha, I just wanna see him in action because hes been pretty much unconscious the entire RP so far hahaha (well it is still early days into the rp haha)
LOVE THIS

The Lucidae

"Don't I get a say in this?" Loire asked, although his tone wasn't confrontational. He was just dabbing something on a cotton swab and pressing it against the stitches in Noah's arm. Noah flinched a bit, it appeared it was anticeptic to keep the wound clean.
"Hostages don't usually get a say at all, and as far as I can see you've been pretty outspoken." Noah countered, "I'll figure out what to do with you later, someone has to fly this ship." Noah got up, slapping a gauze over his stitched up arm and leaving to assume Viva's duties at the helm of the Lucidae just to make sure they stayed on course. The Lucidae was a wonderful ship, reliable, but also an older model, Noah was aware that as equipment began to wear out, it was essential to be extra vigilant until they could refit parts, after the dangerous escape from Noveria, it was likely the Lucidae was feeling the heat a little. At their next stop, once Noah was sure it was safe, the Lucidae would get the VIP treatment, full diagnostics tests, and with the money they made after they finished offloading the cargo they'd smuggled, any new parts they needed would be properly fitted. Viva would enjoy flying the Lucidae even more once the little niggles were patched up, the FTL drive core was getting a bit worn and the Luce would fly a little smoother once it was refitted.

Back at the helm, Noah done another quick sweep of the sky to make sure there was absolutely nothing near them, he couldn't be too careful, with the cargo they had on board.

Loire took off his gloves and washed his hands once again, tidying up the equipment he'd used on Valko and Noah.
"He's quite the captain isn't he." he said casually, his calmness appeared to be unshakeable, then again, Viva didn't really know him, didn't know his fears, his weak points. Right now, even though he was a hostage, he was okay. No one externally could punish him, his demons were inside, and Viva, Valko and Noah did not know about them, there was nothing they could do to harm him that would be more painful than the punishment he'd inflicted on himself.
He pulled something out of his bag which had been placed on the chair before he'd operated on Valko, he handed a candy bar to Viva.
"Here, you'll need some sugar it will stop you feeling so dizzy after losing that pint of blood. Sorry I didn't think of it sooner. Take a seat, you're looking a little faint." he said pulling out a chair for Viva to sit in beside Valko's bed.
"You don't need to worry, he'll be fine, I promise you." he said genuinely.

That was something he'd wanted to hear many years ago when the news came around that his sister was in a coma ... No one made that promise, and it hurt him every day. This was a promise he'd ensure wasn't broken.
"Though I won't promise that he'll be back on his feet running into bullets again anytime soon, not that I'd recommend it ... the running into bullets that is." he added. Valko would need a lot of rest and recuperation, he wouldn't be on the battlefield for quite some time. Although the stitches and bullet holes would heal up, there had been a lot of internal trauma and that would take time to heal, even with modern medicine, Valko would need to sit and wait for his body to heal.
"Thank you by the way ... For not wanting to toss me out the airlock." he smiled a little, amused.

The Lucidae

Noah, also wrung out from the dizzying escape run they'd just flung themselves into, slumped down against the wall panel, sliding down to a sitting position on the floor. The shock wearing off ... the giddy rush of just narrowly avoiding death crept in and he laughed a little. After a massive risk there was usually a huge payoff, they'd risked a lot this time and he was feeling giddy about it already.

As Vee slumped down, asking if Val was okay, Noah nodded. "That doctor's unusual ... There's something fishy about him but I don't quite know what ... but he's a good doctor thats for sure." Noah began to wonder what would happen next, after Val was good to go what would they do with the doctor, he'd need to think about that, perhaps having a doc on board would be useful but he had to make arrangements to ensure that happened. He could kill him if he became a risk ... that would be quick, easy and painless, for Noah at least... but the doctor ... not so much.

"You keep an eye up here, we have important cargo, I don't want to let our guard down until we're well and truly clear, sit and gather your stregnth and keep an eye on Luce for the next two cycles." Noah said getting back to his feet. "I'll keep an eye on Val, once the two cycles are complete, you can come on down to the med bay, you'll need some rest too, I'll take over once we're far enough out." Viva would need her rest. Noah didn't often show any kind of kindness, much less to Viva, but she'd earned a brief reprive. They all did, she'd saved their asses this time, but that was what a crew did. There was still a chance a nearby patrol could have been alerted from Noveria, so until they passed through the next relay, they still had to keep a watchful eye on everything around them, it was unlikely anything else would come up, but being extra vigilant never hurt.

Back in the med bay Loire was already finishing stitching up Valko. Noah slumped down into a chair, not saying anything just yet, the Doctor didn't even look at Noah, his eyes focused on closing the wound and cleaning up the blood.
"So what happens now? You throw me out the airlock since I patched up your buddy?" Loire asked, he was eerily calm, Noah wondered if he should be just a little unsettled.
"Depends. If you're going to become a problem, I just might do that."
Loire pulled the last thread into a knot and snipped the thread, turning to face Noah.
"I don't know what you're playing at, but I know it's illegal. What do you expect me to tell the Alliance? I was taken hostage on this random ship and the captain was a little jumpy maybe you should go check it out? Honestly- ... Sorry I didn't catch your name"
"Noah."
"Honestly Noah, I studied in one of the Citadel's most elite schools, I worked under a variety of different Alliance divisions, do you really think I'm stupid enough to go to the Alliance with this? Unless I know what cargo you're carrying, or who you're working for, I don't have a story to tell. I'll bet you're not going to be dumb enough to tell me what you've landed yourself in so I'm stuck here and I'm not a threat to you."
Noah couldn't quite trust Loire's points entirely. Although Loire didn't know enough to pose a totally dangerous risk ... he was a highly trained doctor, not some random colonist, given that he studied on the Citadel and worked under the Alliance, perhaps his words would carry more weight. If Loire was convincing enough, even with minimal evidence, the Alliance may decide to investigate. Noah wasn't prepared to believe Loire wasn't a threat.
"Look it doesn't matter, I'm not finished here, your arm is injured, let me help you." Loire said, changing his surgical gloves and tossing the old pair into the bin, he threaded a fresh needle to stitch up the bullet wound in Noah's bicep.
"I threaten to toss you out the airlock and you're offering to patch up my arm?" Noah asked to clarify what he had just heard.
"I'm a doctor and you're injured, it's my job." Loire replied, giving a shot of morphine to Noah to ease the throbbing in his arm.
"Are you insane?"
"I have depression but I take my meds, I'm in control, other than that, I have no mental illness." he replied flatly, focusing on the hole in Noah's arm.
Noah just stayed quiet, letting the doctor do his work. He looked over at Valko who was breathing steadily, a blanket drawn up to his chest to cover the wounds underneath, if Viva suddenly came down to the med bay, at least Valko was in a presentable state, no blood and gore on show.

The Lucidae

Loire certainly hadn't done anything like this before and each second that passed made everything seem both more and less surreal. He focused as hard as he could on performing surgery on Valko, because once he started thinking about everything else that was going on, he was positive he'd lose his mind. Perhaps it all went wrong the second he first set foot on Noveria ... or maybe everything went wrong further back. That night when he lost Lucine, perhaps that was what set his life events in motion in this direction? It was too late to do something differently now, he could only focus on making the best of his current situaiton. It was hard to figure out exactly what the "best of this situation" entailed exactly. Best case scenario, he wasn't killed an dperhaps he'd be dropped off at the next stop ... worst case scenario, he'd be killed as soon as this fella, Valko, was back on his feet. Either result was ... well, progress at least. Sometimes he wondered if he should just give up, what had he left to live for after all that had happened between his homeworld and his involvement in the incident in Noveria? A quick end would be a mercy wouldn't it? No, Loire reminded himself of the promises he'd made to himself and to Lucine. He'd get better ... he'd take his meds ... he'd make everything better, somehow.

By now Valko was properly sedated. Although he'd already lost consciousness, Loire had put him under a general anaesthetic to ensure he didn't suddenly wake up halfway through surgery and flail about causing himself more harm. He cleaned up as much of the blood as he could to get a clear view of the wound. A nasty looking cluster of bullet holes, Loire had quite the mess to clean up.

Noah attempted to get a vein from Viva's arm, to get the blood, but with all the shaking, not to mention the hint of fear that was washing over him. Noah liked control, he got anxious when he lost that control and right now he had no control over anything. Valko's life was in Loire's hands and he was powerless to help Valko, Viva was the better pilot out of the two of them, and she was doing her best to escape Noveria, even though he could fly, he knew he couldn't fly better than Viva, and so he was powerless to control the ship during their escape.
His first jab in Viva's arm was a miss, of course between manoeuvring the ship away from their pursuers, and getting stabbed in the arm by Noah, Viva was swearing profusely, at him or the pursuers, he wasn't quite sure at this point. He grabbed her arm, holding it perhaps a little too firmly, but with the adrenalin coursing through both of them it was unlikely she would notice till later if she got bruises, Noah wasn't even aware how tightly he was holding her arm. He tried again and hit a vein, sighing internally with relief when the plasma bag attached to the syringe began to fill with blood.
He filled it till it reached the mark the doctor had left, Loire had warned him that taking much more in one go would probably make Viva feel faint, and that he would make do with what Noah could get, if Valko needed a second transfusion, Viva could give more blood later, in the case of an emergency transfusion, syntehtic plasma would suffice. Noah didn't bother trying ot understand any of it, he just had to trust the doctor knew what he was doing.

"Okay, that should do." Noah mumbled, now wasn't the time for him to remember to say "good job Vee", his mind was elsewhere. He roughly patched a band-aid over the needle-prick-hole so blood wouldn't drip down her arm. He ran back to the med bay, setting the blood pack down in one of the metal medical pans. He looked over at Valko, his face still pale and slicked with sweat but his breathing was slightly steadier. The doctor had moved incredibly fast ... he continued to work incredibly fast with dexterous hands. He had a bizarre looking forceps and as Noah stepped back to stay out of the way, he saw the doctor pull the tool out of Valko's stomach, clutched in its metal teeth was a single bullet which Loire dropped into a different tray before going back in to route out another bullet.

"I got you the blood. How much longer is this going to take?" Noah asked, impatient as usual but this was an exceptional circumstance.
"It will take as long as it takes." Loire replied absently, his mind was focused on snatching up the next bullet lodged inside Valko's stomach, his response was automatic, not a well thought out reply.
"I said how fucking long?"
"I don't know. How many bullets are in here? I've pulled out 3, how many shots did he take?" Loire asked, trying to keep his voice calm and steady, Noah was antsy, it wouldn't do to set him off.
"Five? ... Five ... I think it was five." Noah replied, his brain working in overdrive.
"Alright then ... Almost ... Done." Loire pulled out another bullet, one more left then came the task of stitching Valko back up which would take a deal of time. The last bullet made a "tink" noise as it landed in the metal pan.
"Val gonna be okay?"
Loire nodded. "I'm doing all I can, he'll need time to recover though. Can you hang up this blood bag on that IV please?" Loire said, prepping a cannula so he could begin putting Viva's blood into Valko.
Noah complied and dragged the IV stand over and hung the blood bag from the clip. Loire prepped and set up the IV line and Viva's blood donation began filtering into Valko. Loire double checked Valko's vitals before prepping to suture the wound.

The colour was slowly returning to Valko's pale pallor, very slowly, but he looked less like he was on the brink of death now, he still had a long way to come though, still soaked in sweat and blood and with a big open wound in his gut.
Noah left to return to the bridge.
"Doc says Val should be okay." Noah said, a rare moment where he seemed somewhat ... capable of emotion.
"Whats our status up here?" he asked, scanning the screens to see if their pursuers were still chasing their tail or if they'd made it out this time. The shaking of the ship had been unsettling, but it meant Viva was manoeuvring them, or at least trying, the shaking and swerving wasn't the shuddery-jerking sensation of taking hits, Noah took that as a good sign.

The Lucidae

He he he I'm glad you love this rp so much I love it toooooo

The Lucidae

Haha I'm sorry ^0^" typing is sort of my only talent hahaha