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'''Voices of a Mirror'''
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'''A Grim Situation'''
  
The airlock hatch hisses, thunks, and slides open to reveal a pair of eight-foot-tall Hekayti, their bald blue-skinned heads spiky with bone ridges. Their hooves clomp on the deckplates as they move into the cramped airlock of the Llivori freighter. The leader eyes the small human hand poking toward him. He says something to his partner in Hekayan. His partner guffaws loudly, thumping a fist against his chest in amusement. Finally, the leader regards Akamatsu with something that might be construed as condescencion and says, in broken Terran Standard: "Boxes. Fast-fast."
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Three black shuttles descend onto the tarmac of the docking pad at Drescher Interstellar Spaceport. No distinctive markings on these vessels. They rest on their landing skids as the thruster turbines wind down. Hatches click open simultaneously. Ramps slide down. Black-masked, black-suited agents armed with rifles start jogging down those ramps.
  
Hal'gus stands vigilant, though more literally sitting back against the crate he's guarding with the bill of his cap pulled down over his face and his rifle leaning against his shoulder. A heavy brow raises somewhat as he follows Akamatsu out of the corner of his eye. "Hmpf. Biggerun. No-one jobified' 'im as firstalker. Problificatin', mayhap."
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Sharai Dravik is about to reply with a playful smile when she sees the ships and goes pale, stepping in front of Heidi, hand on her pistol hilt but doesn't yet draw.
  
Altor settles in near the docked ships, doing a slow steady circuit around them as the deal goes down, his sensors keeping an eye out for any potential interlopers.
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Heidi turns to look over at the ships and she lifts a brow slightly. "Hmm.. this is differnt ja?" The tall woman comments as she takes a step back.
  
Akamatsu leads the Hekayti toward the boxes they are allowed to take making sure his hand is on his hilt without being to obvious incase it is needed.
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The Opodian Viceroy, standing near the Opodi's Light with several local police officers that Iseul left with him the night before, is discussing various items with some of the 'locals', who have never seen an Opodian before. He tries to explain where he and his ship came from, but they don't quite understand and walk off. As the black shuttles come zooming overhead, Narai looks up, grumbling. "This is never a good thing."
  
"You do speak rather oddly." Anshera drawls down to Hal'gus, the fey child leaning over the side of her crate a bit to get a better view of him. After a moment she breaks view of the Halaghi, to instead peer towards the oncoing Hekayti.
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The last off the shuttles is a man with spiky silver hair. He follows his team of armed agents toward the Opodian. As the agents form a circle, the leader steps through and offers a faint smile to Narai, eyeing the strange bear-like alien up and down. Clasping his hands behind his back, the gaunt-faced man says, "I am Senior Agent Grim of the Consortium Intelligence Service. If you would be so kind as to accompany us, our government has some questions about you, your vessel, and your intentions in Consortium space. The Vanguard is already taking up security positions around your orbiting vessel. We will try to return it to you in decent condition, of course."
  
Griss stays at the communication console. As long as there's nothing else that needs his attention, the Grimlahdi passes time by scanning for any nearby comm signals, trying to listen in for anything out of the ordinary.
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Sharai Dravik steps forward, "As I recall the Consortium Council has already met with the Viceroy. Where is your authorization to apprehend these people?"
  
"Careful," the leader grunts at his companion in Hekayan as they wander into the cargo hold after Akamatsu. "He might scratch you with that toy blade of his." Then his eyes fix on the extremely hairy-looking Hal'gus. "So much weakness." His companion nods in agreement, then moves to take the crate upon which Anshera is sitting.
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Latest revision as of 19:21, 11 April 2012

A Grim Situation

Three black shuttles descend onto the tarmac of the docking pad at Drescher Interstellar Spaceport. No distinctive markings on these vessels. They rest on their landing skids as the thruster turbines wind down. Hatches click open simultaneously. Ramps slide down. Black-masked, black-suited agents armed with rifles start jogging down those ramps.

Sharai Dravik is about to reply with a playful smile when she sees the ships and goes pale, stepping in front of Heidi, hand on her pistol hilt but doesn't yet draw.

Heidi turns to look over at the ships and she lifts a brow slightly. "Hmm.. this is differnt ja?" The tall woman comments as she takes a step back.

The Opodian Viceroy, standing near the Opodi's Light with several local police officers that Iseul left with him the night before, is discussing various items with some of the 'locals', who have never seen an Opodian before. He tries to explain where he and his ship came from, but they don't quite understand and walk off. As the black shuttles come zooming overhead, Narai looks up, grumbling. "This is never a good thing."

The last off the shuttles is a man with spiky silver hair. He follows his team of armed agents toward the Opodian. As the agents form a circle, the leader steps through and offers a faint smile to Narai, eyeing the strange bear-like alien up and down. Clasping his hands behind his back, the gaunt-faced man says, "I am Senior Agent Grim of the Consortium Intelligence Service. If you would be so kind as to accompany us, our government has some questions about you, your vessel, and your intentions in Consortium space. The Vanguard is already taking up security positions around your orbiting vessel. We will try to return it to you in decent condition, of course."

Sharai Dravik steps forward, "As I recall the Consortium Council has already met with the Viceroy. Where is your authorization to apprehend these people?"

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