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Main Sim - Sunrise on Rura Penthe

Posted Aug. 11, 2019, 9:49 a.m. by Lieutenant Julien Smith (Doctor) (Julia Hager)

Posted by Gamemaster Conspiracy Theorist (Weaver of Webs) in Main Sim - Sunrise on Rura Penthe

Posted by Gamemaster Conspiracy Theorist (Weaver of Webs) in Main Sim - Sunrise on Rura Penthe

Posted by Gamemaster Conspiracy Theorist (Weaver of Webs) in Main Sim - Sunrise on Rura Penthe
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They arrived in the power room to see Rovan standing deathly still in the centre of the room. Two things struck them in unison. First was that the cubicle that used to house Liam Madison was smashed and empty, the second was the pile of ash that was at Rovan’s feet…

to be continued

Junior Gamemaster Conspiracy Theorist

OOC: to quote a well known Sith… NOooooooooo!
- Miriam

Ben and Janna backed up a pace, there was no telling what Rovan was going to do now but they knew in which direction his anger would turn, they watched in morbid fascination from the door way as the Ktarian sank to his knees reaching out to the pile of ash but too afraid to touch it.

Junior Gamemaster Conspiracy Theorist

A scraping noise came from the door on the opposite side of the room, someone was coming…

Junior Gamemaster Conspiracy Theorist

Alison burst into the room her eyes wild and her lungs labored.

Rovan stood slowly, disbelieving at first and then in one stride he had her in his arms. “I thought you were dead,” he said pointing at the pile of ash.

“Close,” she said he eyes looking nervously through the door she had come through.

Julien bent to look at the ash and was clearly puzzled. He checked a reading and whatever he saw on it he was obviously relieved.

Alison shuddered as she looked at the pile of ash. Her voice had a tremor as she spoke. “Madison broke out and was inches from frying my bacon when two people burst through the door. One of them tussled with Madison” She pointed at the ash, “That’s what’s left, the other one wasn’t like anything I’ve ever seen before, small, tattooed, bald, naked. Madison came at her and slapped his hands on her and then some kind of nimbus of force blew us all into the walls. I ran and hid, I couldn’t even bring up the courage to speak until I heard you all in here”

to be continued
Junior Gamemaster Conspiracy Theorist

OOC: o-ohhhh :-D

OOC Ohhh indeed.
IC
Julien headed for the door, “Stay here, I’ve got this”. He left swiftly through the door.

Rovan bristled at being ordered around but wasn’t ready to let go of Alison so he let it go. Soon they were lost in each other’s eyes and relative peace reigned.

Ben looked over the console with Janna beside him surveying the damage. They were surviving on emergency power but all the research was effectively halted for the time being. Worse still Madison was still out there somewhere capable of anything. Ben glanced a look at the pile of ash and shuddered. Janna suddenly stiffened, Ben looked around at her but she was already walking out the door in the direction Julien had gone. Ben swore quietly under his breath and slipped out after her. “Hold up” he whispered hoarsely, “it’s not safe”.

Janna looked at him and then quickly grabbed him and pulled him into the very supply closet Alison had hidden in. Ben was a little taken aback and muttered: “Janna, I love you and all but surely now is not the time…”.

“Hush,” she said seriously “Kallen just told me the Athena is here!”.

Junior Gamemaster Conspiracy Theorist

Ben started and looked around wildly. “How does she know?”

“She’s on Risa, The Athena just popped out of nowhere and is in orbit around the planet as we speak”. Janna tapped her head “You know she only uses the quantum cerebral relay comm when it’s absolutely necessary”.

Ben bit the top of his lip “I’d almost given up hope that Omega would get them here, hell, I HAD given up hope”. He hugged Janna tightly. “We’ve got to be careful now, play it cool…”

Junior Gamemaster Conspiracy Theorist.

OOC: is this the Rura penthe thread you mentioned? - J.


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