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Main Sim - Badges? We Don't Need No- ... Oh We Do? Oops. (Tag Security)

Posted Nov. 3, 2021, 3:14 p.m. by Gamemaster Alias Smith N. Jones, Esq. (Gamemaster) (James Sinclair)

Posted by Commander Shara Calloway (Chief Intelligence Officer) in Main Sim - Badges? We Don’t Need No- … Oh We Do? Oops. (Tag Security)

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Bethany Kovra Gadi (Chief of Security) in Main Sim - Badges? We Don’t Need No- … Oh We Do? Oops. (Tag Security)

Posted by Gamemaster Alias Smith N. Jones, Esq. (Gamemaster) in Main Sim - Badges? We Don’t Need No- … Oh We Do? Oops. (Tag Security)

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Elias didn’t look up, didn’t put the stiletto away, and didn’t so much as flinch. “Intimidation? tsk-tsk-tsk…” the man said and clicked his tongue against his teeth in that annoying way he always had when he knew he had the upper hand. “No… I’m not here to intimidate anybody, tart. Nor am I here to rekindle whatever you hoped to get from me.” and he blew on his fingertips and rubbed them together. A flick of the wrist and the blade vanished as if it had never been. He then looked up at Gadi and, still leaning on the rail, smiled.

“But I am here to reconfigure your security and weapon systems to something more… ‘appropriate’.” and the smile became a predatory grin.

GM

It was always wise to chose one’s words with caution around Elias, and it was also wise not to wait too long to respond. A quick flick of her eyes over him and Bethany found she slipped so easily back to that state of mind that she’d lived in for most of her career - until three years ago when he’d died. He was supposed to be dead. But that was a problem for another time. Bethany swaggered into his space. A single finger trailing down his arm to his wrist and tangled gently with a bracelet there. Elias had stolen many things from her over the years, but this one, this piece, the very first, was the only one he’d never returned. Taken before they knew who each other was. “Hmmm…seems someone is holding onto the past.”

She produced a data chip and slipped it into his hand. “You can put the reconfigurations on here and I’ll look over them. You can monitor the reconfigurations remotely.” That was the one thing Bethany had over him, her computer skills. She could set up a remote station for him and be able to stop him from accessing areas or data he shouldn’t. Or 3 years ago she had. It was likely he’d learned a lot, but so had she. Every other area they were pretty well matched, give or take a little. Except Bethany had stable morals, Elias…well they shifted and blew like the wind. She stepped back smoothly, not that distance saved you from a man like him.

“You are not getting permission to board this ship. I don’t care who sent you, why, or what they promised you.” Bethany knew he’d get on board without permission. It was a 50/50 chance she’d catch him before he did. It was 100% likely she’d know he had been on board, and another 50/50 that she’d catch him before he got off again. What scared her, was what he was promised. Elias didn’t do anything out of the goodness of his heart. And she had a feeling whatever he wanted was a much higher personal price than she was willing to pay.

The two Sec NEs watched the interaction of their CoS and this strange man calling himself Cpt Elias Balthazar and were at a loss, except that they knew he was very very dangerous. He oozed it.
Gadi, CoS

The junior officers with Gadi didn’t know better, but Calloway did. She had a lovely little position from which to listen to everything and occasionally watch, but in order to properly react, Shara would have to reveal herself. But that was okay, because her little standard issue Intelligence-issued phaser was already pointed at the man and she liked her odds of hitting him better than the extra reaction time his response would take. One wrong move and he was going down. And she was mostly sure her phaser was set to stun…

Commander Calloway, CIO

Elias didn’t move, just leaned there… smiling. “Now now… is that anyway to treat someone who is here to help you? I mean, I am here to do just that… help.” His eyes flicked to the Asimov’s hatch and his mouth twitched slightly. “I’m not fond of unseen assassins, you know.” he said, his voice raised just enough so that it was plain he knew there was someone inside. He then shifted back to Bethany. “Now then, pet… how do we move forward from here? Because I have directions, and you have ideas… and never the two shall meet. So what do you need from me to make this more… shall we say ‘palatable’? Because honestly, I really don’t want to spend any more time around you than is required. Last time didn’t work out so well for me… and getting shot in the head leave a bad taste in my mouth.”

GM


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