The Xerian Frontier

[Roth Sven Alumni]

Myrin had been having no luck at all with fixing a business's computer, it seemed like someone took the main system files out of it so all he got most of the time was a big blue screen, he finally got pissed off at it and just pulled the plug on it and left work. He walked down the streets not even paying any attention to the people around him as he went to the nearest tavern and went inside. He sat down at the bar and ordered "Just something to relieve a stressed mind is all" he dropped his head onto the bar top as he waited for the drink and got lost in his own thoughts 'how the hell does someone remove the system files out of a computer with the files still active, much less when its in a business, ugh, i need to get my mind off of it for now' he heard the drink placed in front of him and he picked it up and took a drink from it, not too strong, not too weak "thanks" he said simply.


@whoever decides to interact with me

 

[Assailant]

Maxwell Teller

Recon Corps: Human

Stamina: 10 [+2]


Willpower: 4


Strength: 3


Agility: 4


Intelligence: 14


Dexterity: 7


Charisma: 1


Stealth: 5


Perception: 7 [+2]




Health: 120/120


MP: 40/40


Money: 193




Revolver


Ammo: 40/40


Ammo Cost: 1


Damage:x3




Semi-Auto Gun


Ammo: 40/40


Ammo Cost: 8


Damage: x10

Max noticed someone sit down next to him at the bar. He seemed exhausted as he ordered a drink. Max waited impatiently for his drink, and decided to make small talk. "So..." he said, turning to the man next to him. "You seem pretty tired. What got you here?"

 

[Roth Sven Alumni]

Myrin looked over to the guy next to him and chuckled a bit "Stressful work is about as fast as I can sum it up for you." he took another drink before continuing "What about yourself, you seem to be fine, that is if I'm missing something." he looked at what the guy had on, not much really to look at, but hey, at least he was wearing something, Myrin was a bit too flashy in some cases, though, you cant really be too flashy in a bar, sure his massive trench coat stuck out a bit, but other than that, he blended right in.


@Assailant

 

[Assailant]

Maxwell Teller

Recon Corps: Human

Stamina: 10 [+2]


Willpower: 4


Strength: 3


Agility: 4


Intelligence: 14


Dexterity: 7


Charisma: 1


Stealth: 5


Perception: 7 [+2]




Health: 120/120


MP: 40/40


Money: 193




Revolver


Ammo: 40/40


Ammo Cost: 1


Damage:x3




Semi-Auto Gun


Ammo: 40/40


Ammo Cost: 8


Damage: x10

Max sighed, "A battle to free slaves from an oppressive tribe doing ritualistic sacrifices culminating in the near death of my companions as they fell around me forcing me to do an all out charge as I narrowly was able to kill the enemy, call for reinforcements, and keep my companions alive just long enough to be rescued." He takes a swig of the beverage that was just placed before him. "So work stress, I guess."

 

[Roth Sven Alumni]

He looked at him for a minuet before answering him "Well that's sure as hell stressful, I'm not going to say its as stressful as what I do." he took another drink "Its a damn bulldozer of stress compared to a puppy, though, maintaining several business's computers simultaneously is a bit stressful, though i know i don't have to worry about dying that's for sure, maybe losing track of several hundred, thousand, maybe even a million in a currency exchange between some of them, but hey, i sit behind a desk."

 

[Assailant]

Maxwell Teller

Recon Corps: Human

Stamina: 10 [+2]


Willpower: 4


Strength: 3


Agility: 4


Intelligence: 14


Dexterity: 7


Charisma: 1


Stealth: 5


Perception: 7 [+2]




Health: 120/120


MP: 40/40


Money: 193




Revolver


Ammo: 40/40


Ammo Cost: 1


Damage:x3




Semi-Auto Gun


Ammo: 40/40


Ammo Cost: 8


Damage: x10

Maxwell sighs as he listens to what the man says. "Yeah, well, everyone does their part to keep the world turning." He gives a light chuckle. "'Course, in their haste most people tend to forget that the world goes on, with or without them." He takes another sip. "Nonetheless, they do their part. Whether risking life and limb to save lives, working with currency exchange, hell even picking up trash. We all do our little parts." He thinks for a moment. "I signed up to be a soldier. What happened out there, it's more or less what I signed up for. If I wasn't prepared, that's my fault... still doesn't make it any better."

 

[Roth Sven Alumni]

Maxwell Teller Recon Corps: Human

Stamina: 10 [+2]


Willpower: 4


Strength: 3


Agility: 4


Intelligence: 14


Dexterity: 7


Charisma: 1


Stealth: 5


Perception: 7 [+2]




Health: 120/120


MP: 40/40


Money: 193




Revolver


Ammo: 40/40


Ammo Cost: 1


Damage:x3




Semi-Auto Gun


Ammo: 40/40


Ammo Cost: 8


Damage: x10

Maxwell sighs as he listens to what the man says. "Yeah, well, everyone does their part to keep the world turning." He gives a light chuckle. "'Course, in their haste most people tend to forget that the world goes on, with or without them." He takes another sip. "Nonetheless, they do their part. Whether risking life and limb to save lives, working with currency exchange, hell even picking up trash. We all do our little parts." He thinks for a moment. "I signed up to be a soldier. What happened out there, it's more or less what I signed up for. If I wasn't prepared, that's my fault... still doesn't make it any better."

He chuckled a bit "That's a very true point, everyone does their part, big or small, the world goes on doesn't it." He picked up his glass and held it in front of him as a gesture of a toast "to what we do." He downed the last bit of what he had left and slid the glass down to the end of the bar to the bar keeper "one more, make this one strong, and add it to the usual tab, I'll get you back on Monday as always." He waited for his drink to be made and brought back down here

 

[Protagonist]

[QUOTE="Revan The Courier] Zelina Xervia VTOL Pilot: Human

Stamina: 5


Willpower: 5


Strength: 3


Agility: 3 (+5)


Intelligence: 7


Dexterity: 11


Charisma: 5


Stealth: 3


Perception: 12




Stats


HP: 50/50


MP: 50/50


Money: 50 Grams


Status Effects: None




AV-9


VHP: 50/50


VMP: 50/50


Status: Flying




GUA-5 Autocannon


Ammo: 50/50


Ammo Cost: 9


Damage: 5


Speed +5

Zelina crossed her arms, and looks mad. "Yeah according to my travel orders the Holon police department has been waging a war in the back bush, so they decided to hire a VTOL pilot to help you. I was told to meet you here, and now I'm being told that you didn't even know you were meeting me!" She was nearly shouting. She had been used to working with her unit at another colony where there were attacks every day without the colonies milita waging a war against enigma.

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Lewis frowned. He wishes he had been told about this sooner. Did nobody think to inform him about it in the hospital?


"Well, at least they got you over here quickly. That's very good news. We can't afford to be caught off-guard while the Enigma State operates in our back yard."


Suddenly, a woman runs in and says "Hey, guys! Mr. Price is showing off his latest invention! You guys really ought to go see it!"


Lewis turns to Zelina and says "Well that's interesting. Why don't we go outside and see what he's up to?"

 

[Assailant]

Maxwell Teller

Recon Corps: Human

Stamina: 10 [+2]


Willpower: 4


Strength: 3


Agility: 4


Intelligence: 14


Dexterity: 7


Charisma: 1


Stealth: 5


Perception: 7 [+2]




Health: 120/120


MP: 40/40


Money: 193




Revolver


Ammo: 40/40


Ammo Cost: 1


Damage:x3




Semi-Auto Gun


Ammo: 40/40


Ammo Cost: 8


Damage: x10

Max raised his glass in response to the man, "and to hoping it makes a difference." With that, he downed the last of the beer. He hadn't been drinking as much as the Xerian across from him, and as such had more to drink. Though he may be naturally resistant to alcohol's effects, he still didn't drink often. Because of that, he felt every burning drop like liquid fire trailing down his throat. He coughed a bit as the heat hit behind his eyes, and he began to tear up a tad. Pretty much unnoticeably, but he felt it. He wiped his eyes and coughed once more as a woman walked into the bar and yelled. Max shrugged and followed, presumably leaving his drinking companion behind.

 

[Yang Xiao Long]

Zelina Xervia

VTOL Pilot: Human

Stamina: 5


Willpower: 5


Strength: 3


Agility: 3 (+5)


Intelligence: 7


Dexterity: 11


Charisma: 5


Stealth: 3


Perception: 12




Stats


HP: 50/50


MP: 50/50


Money: 50 Grams


Status Effects: None




AV-9


VHP: 50/50


VMP: 50/50


Status: Flying




GUA-5 Autocannon


Ammo: 50/50


Ammo Cost: 9


Damage: 5


Speed +5

Zelina's frustrated expression changed to a curious one. "Sure why the hell not." Zelina grabbed Lewiss' arm, and dragged him outside.

 

[Protagonist]

Outside, Mr. Price stands on a street corner, with a few people gathered around.


"Step right up and see my glorious new invention!"


He stands next to a box with a blanket thrown over it. He picks up the blanket and casts it aside.


Suddenly, a machine flies out of the box. It looks like a very small helicopter with a turret on it.

"I call them the Honey Bee Drone. They can hit a target from up to 50 meters away. They have advanced Threat-Detection software, so you won't have to worry about friendly fire! And, just to be doubly-sure, they come standard with non-lethal weaponry. Soon, they'll be protecting the whole town!" As he talks, he waves his cane around and makes exaggerated gestures.


"And, for the unbelievably low price of 150 Grams, you too can own one to protect your safety!"


He rattles on a few more specs about the entity, but is interrupted by his own creation.


"Criminal detected" it says, in a cute, high-pitched voice.


Mr. Price turns to it "I beg your pardon?" he says


Suddenly, the machine targets someone in the crowd with a laser sight. It says, "Wanted for possession of illegal substance and-"


Before he can talk, the man runs starts to run off.


The drone whines "Wait! Don't go! I want to arrest you!"


The drone chases after the criminal.


Mr. Price pauses a moment, and then shouts "Don't just stand there! Somebody grab that person!"


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The Criminal runs into an alleyway, but then trips.


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Before he can get up, the drone gets him in his sights and then fires no less than 5 taser rounds at him, KOing him.


"We win" the drone says.


Lewis walks over to the criminal and searches him. He pulls out a baggie with some sort of black powder in it. He says "I do believe that this is Enthogen". Enthogen is a drug derived from magical plants said to have supernatural properties. It's a major export of the Enigma State.


Mr. Price smiles. "I told you it worked. So order now and we'll give you your Honey Bee Drone packaged with a fully charged battery!"


The mayor walks out of the crowd and says "That's not right. There shouldn't be anyone selling Enthogen in Holon. How did it get here?". He scratches his chin and says "I don't imagine your robots can solve that, Mr. Price?"


Mr. Price shakes his head. "Uh, no sir. Detective work needs more intelligent beings."


The Mayor nods. He says "Hm. Well, then. I'm putting a reward out for anyone who can help stop this Enthogen trade. Anyone interested?"

 

[Yang Xiao Long]

Zelina Xervia

VTOL Pilot: Human

Stamina: 5


Willpower: 5


Strength: 3


Agility: 3 (+5)


Intelligence: 7


Dexterity: 11


Charisma: 5


Stealth: 3


Perception: 12




Stats


HP: 50/50


MP: 50/50


Money: 50 Grams


Status Effects: None




AV-9


VHP: 50/50


VMP: 50/50


Status: Flying




GUA-5 Autocannon


Ammo: 50/50


Ammo Cost: 9


Damage: 5


Speed +5

Zelina turned to Lewis "You're a cop you could find where they're growing the stuff right? After that I could do a low fly by, and fire bomd the place." Zelina looked through her pockets, and pulled out a cigar. Lighting her cigar and taking a puff Zelina looked at Lewis. "Would be simple."

 

[Assailant]

Maxwell Teller

Recon Corps: Human

Stamina: 10 [+2]


Willpower: 4


Strength: 3


Agility: 4


Intelligence: 14


Dexterity: 7


Charisma: 1


Stealth: 5


Perception: 7 [+2]




Health: 120/120


MP: 40/40


Money: 193




Revolver


Ammo: 40/40


Ammo Cost: 1


Damage:x3




Semi-Auto Gun


Ammo: 40/40


Ammo Cost: 8


Damage: x10

Max shrugs. "If I've fought ENIGMA, I can take down some dealers." He then overhears Zelina. "Bad Idea. If those chemicals are volatile, and/or anything else in the place, we could have a major catastrophe. A huge explosion, toxic gas released onto the populace. We need to be slow and methodical. Either way, I'm in."

 

[Yang Xiao Long]

Zelina Xervia

VTOL Pilot: Human

Stamina: 5


Willpower: 5


Strength: 3


Agility: 3 (+5)


Intelligence: 7


Dexterity: 11


Charisma: 5


Stealth: 3


Perception: 12




Stats


HP: 50/50


MP: 50/50


Money: 50 Grams


Status Effects: None




AV-9


VHP: 50/50


VMP: 50/50


Status: Flying




GUA-5 Autocannon


Ammo: 50/50


Ammo Cost: 9


Damage: 5


Speed +5

"Sorry, but are you an expert at dealing with shit like this?" Zelina asked annoyed at this man butting into a private conversation. "I've ran over a dozen fire missions hitting Enthogen grow ops. There is no toxic gas, and the guys doing the shit have been known to throw around cars. It's safer to raze the place then comb through the rubble with heavy assault gear."

 

[Protagonist]

Lewis interrupts and says "Guys, guys. It doesn't matter until we can actually find the place, first. Then, I say we scout it out and see what can be done."


He cuffs the suspect and says "Would someone help me carry this guy back to the jail, please? I'd like to interrogate him so we can find out where he gets his drugs from."

 

[Yang Xiao Long]

Zelina Xervia

VTOL Pilot: Human

Stamina: 5


Willpower: 5


Strength: 3


Agility: 3 (+5)


Intelligence: 7


Dexterity: 11


Charisma: 5


Stealth: 3


Perception: 12




Stats


HP: 50/50


MP: 50/50


Money: 50 Grams


Status Effects: None




AV-9


VHP: 50/50


VMP: 50/50


Status: Flying




GUA-5 Autocannon


Ammo: 50/50


Ammo Cost: 9


Damage: 5


Speed +5

Zelina picks up the guys and says to Lewis "Give me thirty minutes, and he'll talk. If I do it we can skip the normal police BS and get to the information a heck of alot faster."

 

[Assailant]

Maxwell Teller

Recon Corps: Human

Stamina: 10 [+2]


Willpower: 4


Strength: 3


Agility: 4


Intelligence: 14


Dexterity: 7


Charisma: 1


Stealth: 5


Perception: 7 [+2]




Health: 120/120


MP: 40/40


Money: 193




Revolver


Ammo: 40/40


Ammo Cost: 1


Damage:x3




Semi-Auto Gun


Ammo: 40/40


Ammo Cost: 8


Damage: x10

"We don't know if that's all that's in there. They could have other drugs, chemical weapons, poisonous ingredia-" It was then that he was interrupted by Lewis. He growls at Zelina's response. "Or we could do the legal thing, and have an official police interrogation."

 

[Protagonist]

Lewis raises an eyebrow at Zelina's suggestion. He asks "What are you suggesting?" before he looks at the guy they're carrying. He says "Maxwell's right, we probably should at least try the most legal method first before moving onto anything else".


They arrive at the prison cell in an empty jailhouse. Just a room away are a few of Holon's lower-ranking police officers. He says "Alright, let's bring him into that cell over there."


He sets them down on the prison bed and pokes the guy a few times. He says "Thanks. I guess step one would be to wake him up. Anyone got a glass of water?".

 

[Yang Xiao Long]

Zelina Xervia

VTOL Pilot: Human

Stamina: 5


Willpower: 5


Strength: 3


Agility: 3 (+5)


Intelligence: 7


Dexterity: 11


Charisma: 5


Stealth: 3


Perception: 12




Stats


HP: 50/50


MP: 50/50


Money: 50 Grams


Status Effects: None




AV-9


VHP: 50/50


VMP: 50/50


Status: Flying




GUA-5 Autocannon


Ammo: 50/50


Ammo Cost: 9


Damage: 5


Speed +5

"No, sorry. I think I'm just going to watch, I've been a bit hasty today. Guess I'm just a bit miffed. First I got travel orders sending me to the boreing town, then the guy I was suppose to meet didn't know about the meeting." Zelina stepped back and walked to the wall across from the cell.

 

[Protagonist]

Another police officer came, carrying a glass of water. He slightly overweight and had a bushy mustache. He says "Here, you go, Lewis."


Lewis takes it and says "Thanks, Bob." He walks over to the criminal and the officer asks "Ooh! Can I be the bad cop?"


Bob frowns, slumps over, and gets back to his office.


Lewis looks back and raises an eyebrow. He shakes his head and says "I'll be fine, thank you."


He pours the water on the suspect's face. He jolts up and looks around. He's a little disorientated. Lewis pulls out a card and reads from it. He says "You have the right to remain silent. Anything you do say can and will be used-"


The suspect declares "I know my rights!"


Lewis raises an eyebrow, unamused. "Then you should probably also know that I legally have to finish reading". He then does finish reading from his card and hands it to the suspect. "Sign this."


The suspect signs it and says "Alright. What do you want?"


Lewis says "I want to know who you get your product from."


The Suspect says "What product?"


Lewis, mildly annoyed says "The stuff we found in your back pocket. Don't play dumb with me! If you cooperate, I can reduce your sentence."


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The Suspect can't think of any response to that, so he gives in and says "Oh, alright. My dealer's a guy named Dave. He can be found near the park around 7:00-12:00 PM."


Lewis smiles. "Very good". He turns and says "I think now's our chance, then. Anyone wanna help me catch the dealer?"

 

[Yang Xiao Long]

Zelina Xervia

VTOL Pilot: Human

Stamina: 5


Willpower: 5


Strength: 3


Agility: 3 (+5)


Intelligence: 7


Dexterity: 11


Charisma: 5


Stealth: 3


Perception: 12




Stats


HP: 50/50


MP: 50/50


Money: 50 Grams


Status Effects: None




AV-9


VHP: 50/50


VMP: 50/50


Status: Flying




GUA-5 Autocannon


Ammo: 50/50


Ammo Cost: 9


Damage: 5


Speed +5

"Sure I'll help catch the dealer, but we had a few hours until he'll be around. Can you show me around town?"

 

[Assailant]

Maxwell Teller

Recon Corps: Human

Stamina: 10 [+2]


Willpower: 4


Strength: 3


Agility: 4


Intelligence: 14


Dexterity: 7


Charisma: 1


Stealth: 5


Perception: 7 [+2]




Health: 120/120


MP: 40/40


Money: 193




Revolver


Ammo: 40/40


Ammo Cost: 1


Damage:x3




Semi-Auto Gun


Ammo: 40/40


Ammo Cost: 8


Damage: x10

"I'm in too," Max says with a thumbs up to Lewis. "Besides, someone needs to reel her in," he murmurs under his breath.


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[Yang Xiao Long]

Zelina Xervia

VTOL Pilot: Human

Stamina: 5


Willpower: 5


Strength: 3


Agility: 3 (+5)


Intelligence: 7


Dexterity: 11


Charisma: 5


Stealth: 3


Perception: 12




Stats


HP: 50/50


MP: 50/50


Money: 50 Grams


Status Effects: None




AV-9


VHP: 50/50


VMP: 50/50


Status: Flying




GUA-5 Autocannon


Ammo: 50/50


Ammo Cost: 9


Damage: 5


Speed +5

"Excuse me?! Just because I'm a little aggressive you're going to talk about me like I'm a child?! Listen I get it, the area isn't as bad as Helia. But then I guess you would know better after all you've been playing soldier over here for how long? While the real women have been in heavy combat on the other frontier!" Zelina was visibly pissed.


She didn't want this assignment, and she sure as hell didn't want to be treated like a child by a Recon corps NCO. Most of the VTOL corps saw the Recon corps as a joke. The Recon corps of course saw the VTOL corps as a bunch of hotshot, hotheads, who were overly aggressive.


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[Assailant]

Maxwell Teller

Recon Corps: Human

Stamina: 10 [+2]


Willpower: 4


Strength: 3


Agility: 4


Intelligence: 14


Dexterity: 7


Charisma: 1


Stealth: 5


Perception: 7 [+2]




Health: 120/120


MP: 40/40


Money: 193




Revolver


Ammo: 40/40


Ammo Cost: 1


Damage:x3




Semi-Auto Gun


Ammo: 40/40


Ammo Cost: 8


Damage: x10

"I'll have you know I just got here yesterday. You know, after my entire squad was wiped out and stranded." Max narrows his eyes. "I know the reputation the recon corps has over in Helia, especially within VTOL, but we are highly regarded everywhere else. We venture into the unknown, make contact, travel into enemy territory. You wanted to burn a place that could easily result in many deaths. You have not earned my respect."

 

[Protagonist]

Lewis sighs in exasperation. He checks his watch and says "We could keep fighting here, or we could track down that dealer."


He looks at the clock and says "See, it's almost 7:00. He's probably setting up shop right about now. We can sneak up on him and catch him!"