Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Nikki Brako (Chief of Operations) in Main Sim - Outside the Been There Brewed That Brewery, Deck 11

Posted by Gamemaster Mr. Snuggles (Gamemaster) in Main Sim - Outside the Been There Brewed That Brewery, Deck 11

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Nikki Brako (Chief of Operations) in Main Sim - Outside the Been There Brewed That Brewery, Deck 11
Snip
“Oh my god,” Evie stood up hearing the revelation. “If you can excuse me for just one second. I think I have some cookies in the oven.” Moving to the back of the store she quickly commed Aedan. Not waiting for him to offer a greeting Evie immediately spoke. =/\=Aedan I think you need to come down here immediately,” she said in a hurried tone. =/\=About an hour ago there were some power fluctuations and then out of nowhere a kid popped up. We have spent an hour trying to figure out who her mom is =/\= Evie paused a second =/\=and she just said it was Jessica. Aedan don’t ask me how but the three-year-old at the table I think is Cera.=/\=

Evie McGarrett

Nikki perked up when there was the mention of a power fluctuation. That brought to him various things including a power drain to do something or other - like bring in people out from nowhere. Or was that nowhen. He tapped his badge wondering why he had not seen this happen or more interestingly why it had not been reported to him when it happened. He knew he was new here but that was of little excuse. =^= Brako to Marks =^=
=^= Sabrina here =^= came the reply just when he was about to inquire again.
=^= An hour ago there were some fluctuations in the power. What happened? And from where? =^=
=^= Things like that happen, Chief. She’s not the youngest station in space =^=
Nikki flushed. Wrong answer. And neither was she the youngest dame on board. =^= Consider this a test. Find out what happened and where and why. Old dames like to talk. If the station is that old she should be singing. =^=
There was a pause =^= I’ll see if ‘the old dame’ is feeling chatty =^= The tone was ..condescending ..

Bump .. Gene x2 .. any revelation on the knight lady there GM? :)

The armoured lady had finally finished off the plate of cookies before she spoke, “This is touching and all, trying to extract information from a child, but I do hope that we can get on with the negotiations. I am not quite sure if you are surrendering to me or trying to make me surrender.”

Nikki gave her a sly look, still irked from the comms conversation. “There are different kinds of surrender, lass,” he said. “Who are we supposed te be surrendering to and why?” The sword wielding cookie dame here may not melt to sweet talk but she seemed to really want a surrender from them.
- Nikki, COO

The woman gave him a blank look, “Right now I am in the middle of enemy territory. Unless this is a parallel solar system, our forces are currently in combat. In such a case, it would be prudent to infer that I must attempt to gain a surrender from you.”

Mr. Snuggles (GM)

Well that wasn’t something you heard every day from a dame dressed as a medieval knight. He had some small knowledge of the ‘known alternate universe’ - business is business after all - but this? He eyed her again and had the thought of ‘keeping your enemies close’ but then dismissed it. Mostly. He chewed his cigar while thinking about this. “I’d put my money on some kinda parallel system, lass,” he replied. He waved a finger in the air in a small circle. “So what kinda war is this supposed te be? And what’s with the overdone shavin blade? Ye talk interstellar but ye fight with that?” He leaned back. “Here? We’re not at war with anyone at the moment.”
- Nikki, COO

The woman raised an eyebrow. “I see you are unawares. Either the advanced force has failed in their mission without me, or I have been transported to a different time. Nonetheless, I believe it prudent to inform you that where I come from, we are in fact invading your solar system. This might seem odd to say, but I believe it the honourable thing to do in a place as full of civilians as this.”

Mr. Snuggles (GM)

Nikki kept up a poker face as he would have in a negotiation about kitchen supplies for a yacht. “I imagine ye’d not say when, lass, but undoubtedly ye’d know if this here station were here. This here invasion. What do ye want with this wee system here anyway? I can’t imagine anyone comin too far fer it. And this bucket of bolts is far from a military post right now.” He shrugged. “Sure ye don’t want a drink lass?”
- Nikki

=/\= What do you mean?=/\= Aedan replied, he was uncertain what half of this meant. This outpost have the time seemed to have ghosts and goblins all throughout. OMAP at least you just dealt with backstabbing socliates and media bloggers. =/\=Stay there Evie, I’m on my way. =/\= Aedan followed up as he looked around the room, the long table holding at least a dozen or so people all staring at him.

“Sorry, family issues, Jessica here can handle this can’t you hon?” Aedan said as he looked over at his right hand lady who sat next to him as her eyes got big. This deal had been working for months and now the outpost gets a little weird and he pawned them off on her.

“Oh… yes I am… sure.” Ms Adams said with her eyes wide looking at him. “I can certainly handle the Chalnoth Industrial Meat ltd… just fine…” she said as she looked around more nervous. The Chalnoth were not a nice looking race by many standards, large angry and brooding they could scare most.

“That’s the spirit…” he said as he grabbed his coat as he patted her back waving as he quickly made his exit.”

~Aedan Teller

Evie ran her fingers through her hair and returned to the table albeit a bit nervous. She had no idea how this could be happening but right now it seemed the tiny bundle that was Cera Teller had grown into a pint-sized pip full of feisty and spunk. She also had no idea how Aedan would adjust to a three-year-old conversationalist instead of a one-year-old that only last week spoke her first word. “More coffee,” she asked the table bringing the pot over.

Evie McGarrett

OOC: Lol, sorry, just remembered I’m in this thread too!

IC: Akane raised an eyebrow at the knight, somewhat baffled by the strange turn of events. “Thank you Evie,” she replied as she replenished her coffee cup. She couldn’t quite understand why an invading force would be dressed in such ancient armour either but it was clear that things were suddenly taking a more serious tone. Leaning into Nikki she lowered her voice. “I think it might be wise for the Captain to join us?” she suggested quietly. If this ‘invader’ suddenly turned hostile there were a lot of civilians on the Promenade. Moving out of earshot from the others as subtly as she could, Nay tapped her comm badge.

=/\= Lt Sakai to Captain McGarrett, we have a bit of a situation down on the Promenade, there is a young woman here claiming to be part of an invasion force…could you join us at Evie’s? =/\= she asked hopefully.

Lt Sakai (CNS)