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In Character: : Maiokus heaves a sigh of relief as he picks up his autopistol. He remains in cover behind the table keeping his weapon at the low ready in case the agent or the guards choose to make a wrong move.
Out of Character: : Maiokus readies an action in case.
Krakrefr manages to grab from a railing, in the engine room, but he loses grip and hits, on his back, to an electronics board. The tools he used flew up to him and hitted in various locations, both on and around him. The roaring of the engines and the generators were deafening. Just as he realised what happened (Between gnarling fangs and cursing in Vargr), he felt floating and then he fell flat on the floor. When he rose, he grabed the shotgun that was laying some meters far from him and headed back to the bridge. He emerged behind the last GTC soldiers and shouted them to surrender, as the clutter from the engine room stopped the ringing in his ears.
"Nice lift-off. Who did thisĀ· Gaben?" , said in the intercom with a bit of dizziness and anger, his Vargr heavy accent more obvious than usual.
Out Of Character
Athletics 0DM, Endurance +1DM.
Njall relaxes at the controls as the gravity of Ruie falls away, allowing his grin to become a smile. Turning to Loriel:
"Don't worry, not all our flights are like that. Only about 2 in 5 so far." - his smile flashes into a laugh for a second - "Silvertongue seems to want Imperial Navy ship Zenith. Probably patrolling somewhere near the 100-D mark. See if you can find her for him."
"Sorry Krakrefr, we had to get up before the Air Defense did."
Mentsoyan's eyes look downward at the blade that Silver holds to his throat but his face remains stoic and unemotional; his eyes meet Silver's eyes and the two men stare each other down for what seems to be an unbearable amount of time, but in reality is only seconds before Silver extends his hand. Mentsoyan takes Silver's hand and slowly rises to his feet, their eyes still locked.
"Lower your weapons" he says loudly to the guards.
The guards hesitate for a moment "Agent Mentsoyan… " one of the men lying near the door with his weapon raised begins but is cut off by Mentosoyans firm command
"Do it!" Mentosoyan barks and the guards slowly lower their rifles.
"You forget the option I have of attempting to take your ship by force. Maybe I succeed, maybe I don't. Either way I think it is reasonable to assume that we would both suffer casualties. I would also imagine that your crew would do everything in their power to ensure that I am among those casualties, and no doubt my men would do everything in their power to ensure that you, Captain, are among your sides casualties."
"You are right though Captain" he says "No one else need die today. We will lower our weapons, but we will not surrender them to you. Nor will I allow you to place these men in a position that compromises their safety. You want assurances that we will not make a move against you and I understand that. Therefore I propose that you take me and lock me in the airlock. You allow these men to keep possession of their weapons and hold them somewhere safe where they aren't at risk of being blown out into space at your whim. I will surrender my weapon, and as long as you do not make any moves against us these men will stand down. You make contact with this Zenith, and we will talk further. If you find this unacceptable we can agree to start killing each other."
When Shuth attempts to approach the wounded guards he finds that they have gotten to their feet and as he approaches they both raise their rifles again forcing Shuth to come to a halt and prompting Montsoyan to again bark at them to lower their weapons.
"They will allow you to examine them after we have a deal" he tells Shuth and then looks to Silver expectantly.
"Agent, our next stop is a ways from here. If you are intent on getting back to Ruie, then that is where you and your men can get off."
Handing the Agent his weapon back, Silver retracts his sword and neatly stores it back into his right jacket sleeve. "Remember Agent, that the men and women that make up this crew are free men and women. People do strange things for their freedom as you and your men have experienced. Keep you weapons."
"Bridge keep us clear of the Zenith and get us the hell out of here. We have passengers and cargo to take care of."
Looking to the Agent, "Follow me and I will show you where you can stay for the time being while you decide where to go from here." Nodding to both Gaden and Maiokus to follow behind, Silver takes Agent and Company through the cargo hold, past engineering to the empty low berths.
"If you wish to be seen by the Doctor, you are free to visit the medbay."
Coming to the very last low berth, Silver nods at the preserved body, "I will strongly suggest that you not tamper with the ship. Like it's crew, The 'Card will fight back." At this he points to the body of Enerii, "She it ain't much for looks but she does have spirit."
"Gentlemen, decide what you want to do." Nodding towards the comm box in the general common area, "Radio for me and we will talk. I will have the stewardess bring you all food and drink. Good evening Agent."
With that Silver turns on his heals and beckons for the others to follow him back into cargo.
Out of Character: : It would be assumed that those in low berth have started rumors or are spreading rumors about the corpse of Enerii.