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  1. Thanks for running this Nina. Sorry it didn't pan out, but I was loving it while it lasted. Savage Worlds and transhumanistic space opera is a delicious combination. Hope we can do something like this again sometime.
  2. Maverick stared at her little drone buddy for a second, creating the program for it to follow even as she lamented its loss. Buzzy was dead, long live Buzzy Mk2. Once she got the payday from this. Her esper swarm tightened around the antimatter pods and swept them ahead of her up the corridor as she whirled to flee, following in Volkov's footsteps. It was actually a little surprising that she hadn't put up more of a fight...maybe there was hope for her yet. (OOC - Details. Buzzy will set off the antimatter in the pod on receipt of an encrypted signal from Maverick)
  3. Anna glanced over at Madeline as she already started opening the hatch again and getting pods out to transfer to the other ship. "You know...maybe...I have another idea for that right now. Hold on." She summoned her Esper Swarm again, a black mist pouring from her forearms, and set them to engulf the antimatter pods...pulling them into a bundle and surrounding them. "Buzzy." Her little wasp drone flitted over. Anna took a deep breath. "Okay, Volkov. I'm thinking we give my friend here that pod. We all fly away. Right about when those spider monster things reach the ship, I send Buzzy a signal and he pokes a leg into that containment field. Insane or awesome? Or both? I'm thinking both."
  4. "I saw it, just now," Anna replied testily. "I knew there was supposed to be 'volatile cargo' on board. I did not know it was antimatter." She reaches up to the bulkhead and starts trying to pull the panel that banged open back into place. "Look around for the cap for that, yeah? Leaving the containment field open is asking for trouble. If we can't find it, we'll want to jettison it or something." Finally Anna looked back and shrugged. "I don't have guarantees, but I will say this...the guy who hired me to do this isn't a terrorist or arms dealer or anything. Apostate communities in space habs or migrant convoys need antimatter to stay alive, and they don't have Cipriani making it for them wholesale. They have to take what they can get." She shakes her head. "Apostates aren't waging war on the Coalition. They're just trying to squeak by. Besides, if you take me out you'll still have to deal with the captain and his daughter. You going to take them out too?"
  5. A long exhalation escaped Anna as she carefully pushed up off the floor and tried to get herself stabilized. "RIght. Now." She nodded at the cylinder. "That's antimatter. The glow is the containment field. Don't drop it. Anything made from matter pokes into that field, or the pod loses power...pow." She looked up into the area behind the bulkhead and nodded. "And those are also antimatter. Pods are still closed on them at least. Help me get this panel closed so they don't flying all over if we start tumbling again."
  6. "Okay," said Anna, her voice filled with unnatural calm that she didn't feel. As if by speaking in a low tone, she could convince the incredibly dangerous material not to explode. "Okay. Madeline? I need you to stay focused right now, and not panic. Cannot emphasize that enough. Now is not panic time." She pointed 'up' at the cable and the cylinder. "I need you to...carefully...get a hold of that thing and keep it secure. Don't touch the blue glow. Don't let anything else touch the blue glow. I will explain after you have done it."
  7. "Wha...hell yeah I can move," Anna replied woozily. She shaded her eyes and squinted up at Maddie. "...I'm moving now. Spinning. Ugh. Tell...captain to stop spinning the ship." Despite her dazed condition, she managed to roll onto her side and start to unsteadily pick herself up.
  8. "Oh I'm done. Chuck it out at your leisure. Might be good to download its memory and instructions first, but we'll need the captain's okay on that. I don't have anywhere to put that much data on me." The ship shuddered, and Anna quickly took hold of one of the bulkheads. "This might not be the best time to ask though."
  9. Maverick shrugged. "It's dead. Justice is served as far as I'm concerned. Though..." She hunkered down over the 'body,' and poked at it, frowning. For a moment Anna looked back up at the nearby bulkhead, then back at the synth. "You know, this thing didn't have a mindset, but...yeah. This plating here came from the Ginger Snap. It's the same metal." Anna leaned forward and pulled the sensor cluster of the thing's 'head' to the left, exposing a deep set of scratches in its chassis. "This is the same one as before. The one you said you killed. It's not a different one...it came back on, repaired itself with stuff from the ship."
  10. "Looks like the derelict had a stowaway that Jericho missed, and got onto this ship..." Maverick paused to let the gunshots go off, making a mental note that Volkov took the lesson of 'being sure' very...very...seriously. "...or if you mean why did it suddenly stop moving and just let you shoot it, that was me." She wiggled her fingertips, waving hello. "I cracked its security and locked it in a diagnostic loop at what might charitably be called an inopportune moment." The black fog of her esper swarm clustered around her arms again, and vanished into the tiny ports built into them. "I, uh, think you got it. Lets pull the brainbox and see what we can salvage."
  11. "Good boys," Anna whispers to her espers, and focuses her concentration on the hulking synth shell currently bending the bulkheads in front of her. She wasn't sure offhand if it was automated or had a mindset, and right now it didn't matter. She just needed to keep it from moving to give Madeline a clear shot to finish it off. In her augmented-reality senses, she saw her agent persona dive out and slip across the room and loop crazily around their attacker. Meanwhile Anna's mindset bristled with data being exchanged; the real battlefield was data and encryption and subverted programming code. If l'outre could break through this thing's secured systems, all she had to do was issue a simple instruction. Stop. A massive-caliber railgun round would do the rest.
  12. Anna would have reflected to herself that it was a damn fine thing that the gravity had come back on when it did. That fighting this thing in zero-G, possibly after being ambushed by it, would not have gone well. She would have, if the fight-or-flight regions of her amygdala were not frantically firing. With a squeak of treads on smooth ship flooring, she jinked sideways away from Madeline, firing her PDW from the hip as she ran for a stack of crates off to one side. The bullets from her weapon spattered against the creature's hide, though she couldn't tell if they'd actually HURT the thing. Hopefully Maddie's much more powerful gun would get this thing's attention. Maverick had much better weapons than guns at her disposal, but it'd take a second to make it happen.
  13. Shit...this is NOT what I signed up for, Anna thought furiously to herself. The ship was supposed to have been secure! There wasn't time to bitch about it now though. They had to survive first. "We have to restore power to the Ginger Snap," she said. "Engineering deck. And it'll probably figure we're going there, so..." Still spinning slowly in midair, Maverick got her coilgun out. Not the little holdout pistol, but the bullpup PDW. It wasn't a particularly menacing looking weapon, but it was accurate, had a high rate of fire, and enough punch to chew through personal armor. Probably not enough against this thing, but you never knew. "Buzzy, wake up." The 'wasp' drone unfolded from its recharging node on the shoulder of her armor and came free, awaiting orders. Anna held out a hand. "Push me over to the wall, big guy, then follow ten meters back and make sure nothing's coming up behind us." In a gravity well, the thrust produced by the tiny drone would barely have been felt, but in zero G it gave her a slow impulse over to the wall of the Ginger Snap's corridor. From there she could use handholds to pull and push herself along. It then whisked back to watch their asses. But since they were now officially being stalked by something that would probably get the jump on them at some point...it paid to be careful. When Anna had been human, interfacing with a swarm of espers had been basically impossible. The amount of data you had to wrangle was pretty nuts. There were millions of the little things too coordinate. Even the bog-standard mindset didn't have the processing power to do it. It took a little something extra. She tuned into the swarm hive, and concentrated to sync up with the nano-bots. The 'soft' limiters she'd left in place in her mindset were overridden, and the esper swarm went active. Something like black smoke came pouring out of her forearms. In zero-gravity the espers had complete control of their movement, causing the swarm to curl around Anna and start circling her in complex patterns. As she moved, the swarm moved along with her. Unlike Anna, they could see every way at once, could react even faster than her overclocked mindset. They'd always been enough to keep her safe until now.
  14. Anna got up from her seat. "The ones saying it's half the battle are just seeding disinfo to make sure no one else learns the real ratio." She shot a finger-gun at Jericho. "Gonna go get my shit. Meetcha at the airlock." With that Anna headed back to her cabin, spartan as it might be. Some of her gear was there. She figured the card the Apostle had given her would probably give her access to the gun locker. She went out that way last on the way to the main airlock to show up at the airlock kitted out and ready to go.
  15. "Sorry," Anna interrupted sharply. "I couldn't hear you over the sound of all the conclusions you were jumping to. Look, this image is from awhile ago. The thing on the Ginger Snap could have been the same one you killed." She accepted the access card with a nod at Jericho. "Thanks." "That said, wouldn't be a terrible idea to go over the remains we have access to. Knowing is nine-tenths the battle, so they say."
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