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[kirant]

"We should get some medical equipment to treat him."

As if to let her thought process catch up to her, an awkward pause was left.

"...You can't interrogate the dead. Get general anaesthetic, an epinephrine IV, a cauterizing agent, and some ice."

[Echo-279]

Layle turned to the "prisoner" and looked at him, having vented much of his frustration. "So you're the prisoner, eh?" Layle asked. "Z, why put him on my rifle? I haven't even cleaned her for about a month."

Layle had turned to Z after asking him. Noticing Ross' new pistol, Layle was intrigued. "That's an Elser v4, right? Where'd you find that thing?" He asked curiously. "I'm guessing there's a weapon shop nearby, guess I'll take a look while having my face hidden."

[Shu]

Ross looked at Layle. "Yeah, there's a gunshop nearby. Check out Deggler's guns on 21st street. I was just there." Ross turned away, and was going to head to the bridge when he stopped and turned. "Also Layle, you probably don't need to hide your identity on this particular planet. It appears that the Human Empire has little presence here, and the Knights of the Void seem more interested in their own things as opposed to being noble." Ross smirked, then walked off.

[Ristau]

"Layle, you go on to that gun store, and I'll clean your rifle after I take this here Jimmy fella to Thalisar for interrogation."

[Echo-279]

"Alright, thanks both of ya." Layle said cheerfully, knowing that he could get a better gun and still keep his old one for in the event of an emergency. "By the way Z, I heard one person talking about you, me and Selene when we were making our escape, said he had pictures of us sent to someone. Lay low profile until Thalisar gives us the plan."

With that, Layle left the ship to go and check out Deggler's Guns on 21st street, since the one who sent pictures didn't get his face.

[Ristau]

Z brought Jimmy to Thalisar, cleaned off Layle's rifle and then took a walk with the rifle slung on his back.
Hmm... I wonder what there's to do around this town... There's always that café where I can get some free food...hmm yeah, I'll do that. On the way to the diner, Z was caught off guard as he passed this building and a stranger leaning his head out the window sent him a thought via psych...Oh my sir! You look like you'd be interested in strange things, this here is a my pawn shop! You should take a look inside, atleast.
Z took the stranger up on his offer, but found very little that interested him, until the owner asked about the rifle he was carrying. "Oh this? This rifle belongs to an... acquaintance of mine. He is known as... the Gray Ghost." The man obviously knew who Layle was, and promptly offered 10,000,000 credits to Z for the rifle; an offer he couldn't refuse.
With 10 million credits in his possession, Z could hardly wait to visit the gun shop, but knew he'd have to wait until Layle was gone. For now, he just went to the café.

[Cero]

Not wanting to wait for the interrogation to end Lambda left the ship and wandered around the town. Lambda wandered into what is considered the safest part of town. Here Lambda had saw a hooded figure turn into an alleyway. "What would such a suspicious character be doing here?" Though no one else but Lambda had seen the hooded man Lambda decided to go after the hooded person. As Lambda entered the alleyway all the color and life the city had flushed into a damp darkness. Lambda could barely see the hooded figure turn a corner. Lambda chased after him desperately trying not to lose sight of him. When Lambda turned another corner he met with the end of a gun to his face.
"Who the hell are you." said the hooded man in a deep voice.

"I am simply a drone." Lambda replied.

"Why are you following me? People aren't supposed to be able to see me."

"I'm a drone, I can use my psych to see you."

"Tch, Leave now unless you want that steel dome blasted to pieces."

"I am afraid I can't do that." Lambda said and then whacked the gun.The man staggered from the hit but quickly re-positioned his gun at Lambda who had drawn his pistol and was also pointing at him. Lambda could see the man was a human and looked like he was in his early 30s. He had a small beard and one mechanical eye. Both tightened their finger on the trigger then shot.

[Echo-279]

Layle was browsing the gun shop, checking the rifle section, but not seeing any weapons that interested him, until at the end of the section was a M21 Directed-Energy Rifle, of which Layle immediately checked out and figured out that the power cell charged on its own, and that it was the latest model.

Layle grabbed the rifle and brought it to the cashier. "So, how much is this latest model?" Layle asked.

"The latest model of the M-series of directed-energy rifles? That will be 5000 credits. Extremely steep, I know, but considering how hard it is to get these in, I'm sure you understand." The cashier replied.

Layle placed a case with 5000 credits in it on the cashier's table. "This is what I get for being a mercenary." Layle stated jokingly.

Layle left the gun store and returned to the ship, happy with his purchase of the latest model of the M-series.

[Lancer]

As the bullets were released from their barrel shackles, they flew aimlessly through the air on a course that that missed their intended targets. The bullet from Lambda went into a wall, but the stranger's bullet instead flew and struck an unknown hooded figure. Realizing what he did, he faded from existence while Lambda panicked about the situation.

The hooded figure appeared not to have been phased by the bullet entering him, and approached Lambda with calmness and serenity. He drew his hand out - a human hand - and spoke to Lambda. "You appear to have defied God, Drone. That stranger that you just handled... He shouldn't exist. Why is your imagination empowering reality so? Why has your imagination allowed a stray bullet into the crowd? Were I to not have intervened, a little girl may have died. What do you hope to gain from this? Ah, no matter. I will teach you what it means to defy God." As the hooded figure finished his speech, a knife materialized into his open hand, and he stuck the blade deep into Lambda's abdomen.

"UUUURRRRGGGGGHHHHHH," Lambda screamed in pain. He was a drone, but he had felt this thoroughly as if he were made of flesh instead. What power could have caused this?

"You are not dead, Drone. But heed my warning. Do not defy reality yet again. Do you understand this power? It is the true power of sentience. The power of feeling. I can give it to you again should we meet once more. Pray... No, preach and practice, so that we don't meet again. I may not be so merciful next time, heretic." The hooded figure literally disappeared - Lambda's psychic couldn't even pick him up afterwards; this wasn't cloaking or anything of the physical convention. Perhaps he really had angered this 'God.' Strangely enough, as the figure left the knife also disappeared from Lambda's abdomen, and there was no sign of the wound on his body. However, Lambda still felt the excruciating pain of the stab; it wasn't going to go away for a while. Lambda staggered onto the ground and had a hard time dragging himself to just move again.

Heading onto the cafe with his briefcase of credits, Z appeared satisfied. Little did he know that the money he was given was counterfeit - or the true value of the weapon that he had handed over to the stranger.

[kirant]

Hauling an assortment of medical equipment over to the makeshift interrogation room, Selene found the door locked entirely.

There must be a way to get in. The death of a human individual, even accidental, is inexcusable unless there was a good reason for it. She should try to find a way to get in.

...She had to get in.

First step would be to attempt diplomacy. Maybe Thalisar would listen to gentle wording.

"...Sir. Please let me oversee the interrogation and administer health regulation of our subject. It would be...unfortunate, if this sort of valuable information got away from us. With the amount of physical trauma that the individual has undergone, it would hesitate to suggest any...course activity may result in irreversible state of damage. I can't imagine we should even consider taking that chance."

[Lancer]

Acknowledging her point, Thalisar complied with Selene's request and allowed her into the room Jimmy was held. "Don't be too engrossed in helping him. Our resources are limited, and he's still an enemy we must extract information from," Thalisar warned Selene. As Selene entered the room, she came to realize her timing couldn't be more perfect. The bullet wound had yet to become infected, but it was untreated and approaching bacterial influence. His eyes were still wide open from the trauma, but he was still alive and conscious. The psychic damage Z had dealt was starting to show up in the form of blisters all over his weakened body; the trauma was affecting his immune system severely. Selene would need to tread carefully; one false move and Jimmy may become damaged beyond repair for the rest of his life.

[Ristau]

Z thought to himself Damn! The money is fake and ran back to the pawn shop, only to find that the entire building was closed and every indication of its existence was gone.

[Cero]

Lambda's metallic body was crumpled on the ground. Lambda squirmed struggling to get up. Lambda was also in what could be described as "shock" since the "pain" was not just his body telling him that part of his body was in danger; he felt "actual pain".

"Wha-What was that? I don't have data about such a power. And... what is this "god" that I angered?" Lambda managed to get to his knees and slumped on a nearby wall. "I need to inform Storm about this." Lambda spent the next 3 minutes encoding the message then sent it. Lambda then rose to his feet. Though he was still unstable he didn't want to run in with anymore shady figures. Lambda slowly walked out of the ally into the plaza, wobbling furiously. Though people were looking at him Lambda did not care and only focused on getting to the ship. Then suddenly everything went black for Lambda and fell flat on the ground in the middle of the plaza.

[Lancer]

Post unrelated to the events of the RP

It seems as though OU has died down a bit since it started. I'd like to get it back on track, but I'm certainly not one to create pointless posts with little meaning just to drive the plot further. If you would please, do what you will and advance the plot so that I may be able to add posts of significance to see that we reach the next phase of our grand space adventure.