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Re: Foreshadow of the Lost
« Reply #45 on: December 20, 2009, 08:15:15 PM »
The Sergeant wiped his forehead as the Sangheili warriors removed the Zealot from his Pelican. "Sorry about the trouble," a major said as he gave the sergeant a nod before following his squad. The other arrested warriors we lead elsewhere.

As the backdoor closed; he turned inward toward his ODSTs who were all relieved that they didn't need to look after sleeping beauty anymore. "Look at it this way, you all got a first hand look at what a Sangheili looks like when sleeping," he said.

"Kinda cute if you ask me," said a female ODST, which caused her male companions to look at her strangely. "What? I can't look at cute Sangheili asses?"

The ODST's shook their heads; if they could see inside the cockpit, they'd had noticed the pilots likewise shaking thier heads. The Pelican lifted off the hanger deck and back out into space, it crossed the distance between the two ships and entered its bay where the ODST's disembarked and headed to the squad bay for debriefing.

"We are clear Cortana," said the Sergeant.

Cortana had watched everything from her 'perch', or an area of the ships computers that she had secured for her own personel usage. She was running footage from the boarding action, and also checking every camera to see where those Sangheili who weren't permitted on board came from. She had noticed that two came from the Shadow of Intent, one of the majors responsible for checking ID's never asked these two warriors for their ID's and just let them on.

She also saw that the Zealot had boarded the ship before they left drydock, and had entered through what was supposed to have been a sealed deck. Her systems hadn't been fully initialized yet so she hadn't noticed the intrusion.

The footage from the Phantoms when they were arriving from Sangheilos should that the remainder of the Zealots group came from there; she also saw that at least one of them had come from the Phantom had a drunken pilot.

She packaged this footage and sent it over to the Shadow of Intents communications officer; perhaps he could find out who that major was who allowed two of to board earlier.

"Cortana, we ready?" she heard the Captain ask her.

Cortana pulled herself away from her tasks and checked on the statuses of the ships systems. Engines were working fine, the slipstream drive was also working - the Sangheili techs were looking a little nervous. She had tabs on every Huragok on board, they were scattered throughout the ship - performing simple maintenance, one was already repairing the door that the marines had blown apart while others were fixing the doors that the brutes had destroyed.

"We are ready," said Cortana as she devoted some of her processing power to the slipstream drive, she wanted to see if there was anything that may have needed to be 'tweaked' after the first jump.

Rasola was already feeling tied. "How long will it take us to get to our first destination?" he asked his nav officer.

The girl looked over the charts and then turned toward him. "With this experimental drive, at least five hours," she said. "Before hand, it would've taken us at least two weeks," she turned back in her chair and transferred the course to Cortana.

"Cortana, let the crew know we are about the transition into slipstream. I don't want to risk anyone bumping their heads in-case this doesn't work," said Rasola as his bridge crew fastened themselves in.

~All Crew we are about to jump to slipstream, please be extra careful as this'll be our first long-distance slipstream jump~

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Re: Foreshadow of the Lost
« Reply #46 on: December 21, 2009, 12:50:18 PM »
What a long first day, Zeno thought as he entered his quarters not long after the ship entered slipspace.  Drills, having to repel and actual boarding action, rogue Sangheili… A smirk played across his mandibles.  Most fun I have had in a while.

Between arguing politics as ambassador, his duties in his own keep and helping raise the little ones, he had not had much time for anything battle related.  That is besides the practice sessions he did every other day, but practice was no substitute for real combat, as any Sangheilian warrior knew.  The only other physical activity he really had was when he and Sani got frisky and that was toned down a bit since the twins arrived.  So today was an especially good day for him.

Yet even a battle hungry Sangheili knew the value of relaxation and Zeno knew he was due for just that.  He went into the head and turned on the water in the tub, making sure it was not too hot before stepping back out again.  Now he proceeded to strip off the armor plates and set them on the rack in his room, followed by his bodysuit.

Zeno took a moment to admire himself in the mirror, stretching his well-toned body in front of it.  If Sani was there, he would have his hands on him immediately, which would eventually lead to a bit of fun under the covers.  Unfortunately Sani wasn’t there and it would be a test to see if he can manage to sleep without his warm body next to his.

Absently, he ran a finger down his left arm, where the bulk of his flame tattoo resided.  That tattoo he got in remembrance to his first mate, Miko ‘Kemotee, who died before the alliance between Sangheili and humans was forged.  A part of him still wondered where they would be now if Miko had survived the Great Betrayal.  Zeno shook his head, banishing such thoughts for his mind.  Nothing could be done about the past: the present and future needed to be tended to.

By now the tub would be full, so Zeno returned to the head and turned off the water.  After ensuring there was a clean dry towel available, he slipped into the warm soothing waters and lay down.  Closing his eyes, he willed his body to relax….

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Re: Foreshadow of the Lost
« Reply #47 on: December 21, 2009, 01:46:29 PM »
Rasola let out a sigh of relief as he entered his quarters and undressed; putting on a pair of shorts and a t-shirt and just relaxing in his chair. He made himself some coffee and looked up at the ceiling; he had made certain that it was painted to his liking - every planet that the UNSC ever had was on that ceiling.

He wondered what his homeplanet now looked like, considering it was glassed by the covenant oh so long ago. Thinking of it only made his hatred for the Sangheili grow, yet he knew he had to get passed it. The Sangheili of today weren't like those of the war, or at least, most weren't.

As he was getting up out of his chair to pour himself some more coffee, he was suddenly thrown to the deck.

Bridge

First Leutinant Cassendra braced herself as the ship came flying out of slipspace and began to tumble; all the lights died out and her console went silent. "What the hell!" she shouted as she looked at her dead console. "Anyone have power?"

"No! My consoles dead!" another officer shouted.

Despite being almost in the center of the ship; they could feel the ship tumbling through space. Cassendra unbuckled herself and suddenly found herself free-floating. "Artifical Gravity is disabled," she said and floated over to the door and found that it wouldn't open. "And we are trapped," he scowled.


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Re: Foreshadow of the Lost
« Reply #48 on: December 22, 2009, 09:08:36 AM »
The water was so soothing and relaxing.  Really, the only thing better was if Sani was in here with him.  He knew he should be careful and not fall asleep in here, but it was so tempting.  With a faint purr, he started daydreaming; thinking of things he planned to do once this mission was over, many of which involving Sani in some way.

Suddenly his daydreams were interrupted when a wave of water hit him in the face.  “What the hell?”  Zeno said, opening his eyes with the intent of finding out who splashed him: likely Johnson and if so, he planned to give that human a dunking.

Instead of seeing Johnson’s grinning face, he saw only pitch black and he felt like he was floating…Only that wasn’t due to the water.  This cannot be good… he thought as the emergency lights finally came on.  When his eyes adjusted, he could faintly see droplets of water floating away on their own.  Nope, not good at all.  Looks like another bug in the system.

With a sigh, he pulled himself out of the tub:  yep, he was in zero G.  I hope the lights and gravity were the only things that were knocked out, he thought as pulled the towel off the rack and wrapped it around his waist.  He immediately realized that a towel would lead to lots of flashing in this kind of environment.  Cannot be helped in this situation. he thought has he pulled his way out of the bathroom.  Good, it looks like the doors were functioning: it would not be good at all if he was stuck in the head with several gallons of water floating around.

As he made his way to the door that would lead him to the corridor, he realized that not only was gravity off, but the ship was tumbling.  What was his floor was now a wall.  Oh this is disorientating… Zeno thought as he finally got to the door and propelled himself into the hallway.

“Whoa!” a voice shouted behind him.  Zeno turned to see a pair of marines, one male, the other female.  The male looked like he just saw something he didn’t want to, while the female was blushing.  Looking down at the towel, he blushed faintly himself when he realized it wasn’t doing it’s job of covering his assets and he pushed it down where it belonged.

“Sorry for peep show,” he said with a grin.  “You try getting dressed with no gravity.”

“Good point…” the male marine said.

“Nice ass, ambassador!”  the female marine said as Zeno continued on his way, hoping to get to the bridge.

“Thanks!”  Zeno shouted back.

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Re: Foreshadow of the Lost
« Reply #49 on: December 22, 2009, 10:31:46 PM »
"Emergency power is online, I have some access to the systems but not what I need," shouted an officer as he moved to another station. "Blast it all to hell, I can't tell what is actually WORKING!"

--

Rasola tumbled through the air; his arms folded across his chest, he just floated there as if nothing was wrong - of course - that was incorrect. Out of all the quarters on the ship; only his was unaffected by emergency power, his door was sealed shut as a safety measure and now he couldn't get it open. "Sometimes, I wish I could crawl through the vents," he said as he heard some commotion on the other side.

He waited until he saw molten metal start to appear along the doors inner frame, within minutes a Sangheili Warrior pulled the door open - his plasma sword flickering slightly under the stress he had just put it under. "Sorry about the wait," he told the captain.

The captain just brushed by him. "What's our status?" he asked an ODST Sergeant.

"Unknown sir, I can't get a hold of the bridge, I sent a few of my men up there but haven't heard from there. I did hear some thumps shortly after we lost artificial gravity, I wouldn't be surprised if the hanger bays are vacuum right now," he said and floated beside the captain.

"Get to the armory and give your men some comm.-sets, I need to know what is going on. I also need you to send a specialist to engineering - find out why they've only restored emergency power and not full power," he said and the Sergeant saluted before floating off.

--

"Aft power coupling is not responding!" An ensign shouted as he looked at the engineering displays. "Portside neither, we have negative power-feed to the slipstream engine. Reactor core is active, but for some reason there is no power getting to any system," he said and floated over to another console.

A Sangheili major was looking at his console, dumbfounded at what was causing the problems. "Is it possible the technology isn't compatible after all?" he asked.

"I doubt that, we did a slipstream jump before to your homeworld remember? The jump was perfect and precise, it was well executed. No, the problem resides somewhere along the main couplings, located in these sections," said a Lieutenant who brought up the ships schematics. "Without Cortana though we can't communicate with the Huragok, but I wouldn't be surprised if those little buggers are already looking into the problem," he added.

"Let's hope for our sake they find out," said the Sangheili major as both him and the Lieutenant heard an ominous sound coming from around them. "Even in space, this tumbling will rip us to pieces if we don't do something quick,"

The Lieutenant could only nod his head in agreement.

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Re: Foreshadow of the Lost
« Reply #50 on: December 24, 2009, 01:12:28 PM »
Zeno had reached the bridge, or at least the entrance to it, only to find that the bridge was sealed shut.  Me without my can opener, he thought, wishing he had tried to find his swords before coming out here. Then a smile crossed his face. But there is another way in.

Quickly, he pulled himself into the maintenance tunnels.  It was pitch black in there, but thanks to his superb memory, he found the shaft he used during the drill and pulled himself into it.  He had a little more room this time around, thanks to being armorless, but it was still rather claustrophobic.  In no time, he reached the same grate he used before, which had since been replaced.

“Look out below!”  he warned as he punched the grate like before, a few whacks breaking it and sending it floating fast for the floor below.  Zeno pulled himself into the bridge, catching the grate so it wouldn’t bean anybody in the head. 

“Everyone alright in here?” he asked.  The bridge crew looked at him, then all immediately covered their eyes.  “Huh?  What is wrong?”  One of them pointed and he looked down.  Immediately he blushed.

At some point during this shaft crawl, he had lost his towel.  Immediately he pushed himself back up and felt around in the shaft.  Fortunately he found the towel and rewrapped it around his waist before coming back down.  “Ok, you can look now.”

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Re: Foreshadow of the Lost
« Reply #51 on: December 24, 2009, 01:30:21 PM »
The bridge officers turned and sighed. "Seriously Ambassador, I have to wonder what the shipmaster would've thought," said one of them.

"Well, I mean, he does have a nice body," said a female officer.

The other just sighed. "You look like you were perhaps bathing, sorry about the problems, we are trying to figure out exactly what happened," said another officer as he migrated to his console - which now had some power to it. "We've got some communications back, but nothing beyond this deck. We have also noticed some Pelicans and a few Phantoms outside the ship, I guess that's our answer - the dropship bays all explosively decompressed when the shields failed," he shook his head and brought up a very fuzzy image.

Although the image was fuzzed; it was obvious that something wasn't right, the image kept on 'spinning' in place. "This is the port-side camera, we are.... tumbling... even though right here in the bridge we can barely feel it - but as you go further away you'll begin to realize that. I'm certain those guys in engineering are in fact feeling it," he said and buckled himself into his seat.

Just then there was a tapping on the bridge-door.

---

The captain looked down at the key pad. "Sergeant, get this damn thing open," he said.

An ODST Sergeant nodded and looked at his tech. "Find the manual override and get this door open specialist," he said to another ODST. The ODST nodded and looked along the wall until his eyes came upon a panel that was just like the others, but had a very faint coloring on the bottom that was almost unnoticable to the untrained eye.

He removed the panel; only to reveal a set of power coupling beyond. He looked inside, then felt around until finding what he was looking for, the coupling went dead and removed them. Another panel was in the way, but he removed that one to and smiled when he saw the switch.

Yanking hard on it, he heard a hissing sound as the bridge doors hissed open - their gears grinding in protest. Finally after a full minute the door clicked and opened cleanly. The Specialist quickly replaced the second panel, then reactivated the coupling, and reattached the first panel before joining his Sergeant.

The captain floated in and saw the Ambassador standing there in a towel. "Forgot something?" he asked him with a grin before floating over to the displays. "Able to reach engineering?"

"Negative sir," said an officer.

"Then here," Rasola said and tossed the officer a walkie-talkie, or perhaps, tried to but instead it slowly floated over to the guys hands. He turned it on, and heard the crackling of another voice beyond.

With that done the captain looked at the Ambassador and just shook his head.

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Re: Foreshadow of the Lost
« Reply #52 on: December 24, 2009, 05:57:16 PM »
“I was taking a bath when this happened,” Zeno said with a shrug.  “If I had bothered to try to get dressed, I would likely still be in my quarters, fighting with my clothing.  Ever try to pull on a skintight bodysuit in zero G?  Yeah…Pain in the ass.” He idly scratched a lower mandible.  “So I figured I would be best suited to ensure everyone on the bridge was OK.  If you there is anything you would like me to try to assist with, let me know.”  Zeno sighed and added.  “From the way things are going, you are going to need more then an industrial-sized can of RAID to get all the kinks out of this girl.”

--

Meanwhile, Johnson was in his quarters, arms folded across his chest as he floated in mid-air.  Unlike Zeno’s quarters, his door wasn’t powered: he didn’t even have emergency lighting.  So all he could do was just float, mumbling darkly.  Can’t even light a cigar…cause I can’t find one, he thought with a snarl.  This is turning out to be the worse mission ever so far.

"Ow!" He yelped when his head hit something.  "Yeah, definately the worse mission...."

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Re: Foreshadow of the Lost
« Reply #53 on: December 26, 2009, 01:33:52 AM »
"Can of raid might be a good idea," said one officer as he brought up a camera feed. "Sir, we have fire near one of the port-side fuel tanks!" the officer shouted as the camera flipped to show a ranging fire near one of the fuel pipes.

Rasola looke at the Sergeant who took off. "You want to be of help Ambassador? Then either stay out of the way, or get into a firesuit and start putting out fires. Also, I need you to talk to your Sangheili techs and find out what the hell is going on with the power!" he shouted but realized that he was, technically, shouting at a superior and so added. "Please."

---

The tech grumbled as he continued to crawl down a maintenance shaft. "Damn things are so narrow," he said into his throat mic and heard his partner laughing on the other end. "Hush..."

As the tech turned a corner he saw a raging fire at the end of the shaft. "Can't go that way, will have to go around," he said and crawled a few feet before opening a side-door and hoping out. He was in a closest sized room that had all sorts of wires running from the floor to the ceiling. He heard something crunch under his boot and noticed glass.

He opened the door and walked out into a corridor, his face shield polarized when he realized that he had actually stepped out into a decompressed corridor. He saw a body floating the air, the person had the look of fear on her face. "Shit...." he said when he looked past the body and saw a gapping hole in the side of the ship.

Outside he saw the star spinning around; just looking made him start to get dizzy so he quickly turned away and headed toward the far access door. He cycled the airlock and entered the air-filled corridor beyond.

His hud spiked as it picked up a massive energy reading in the area; he followed the reading until it lead him to a shaft. There a strob-like effect going on, blues, purples, reds, oranges and yellows all slashed in the shaft. He quickly found the source: the primary power cable had been brutally severed.

"Found it Leo, the main power cable.... but fixing it will take some time. I can't get close to it with all the juice running through it, also," he looked over and saw three Huragok courses floating in the air. "Looks like the Engineers tried to repair it; and were turned into chicken dinner instead," he added and then heard his stomach grumbling. "Might wanna get me something to eat to," he sighed.

He heard some laughter, then watched as the cable stopped emitting light.

~Get to work on it buddy, let me know when you have it fixed. Two Engineers are heading there now and should arrive in two minutes, I think~

"You 'think'," the tech rolled his eyes before opening up his kit and getting to work.

---

Cortana floated there in cyberspace; she was deeply annoyed at how she couldn't get anywhere on the ship. "I'm glad my AI core has a backup power generator, but it's rather useless when I can't go anywhere!" she shouted and folded her arms over her tiny chest.
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Re: Foreshadow of the Lost
« Reply #54 on: January 15, 2010, 10:30:31 AM »
Zeno snorted faintly at the captain’s attitude, but forgave him due to the situation.  “I will assist with the fire troubles provided I can find a fire suit that fits me,” he said calmly.  “As for speaking with the techs….” He looked around and spotted one of the Sangheili bridge officers and propelled himself to him.  “Officer, does your armor have power?”

“It does, sir, not that it does much good here,” the Sangheili replied.

“I beg to differ: you forget that your armor has short wave communication capabilities.”

The Sangheili blushed in embarrassment.  “Y-you are correct, sir…I did forget that.”

“And you have a list of frequencies to tune into during an emergence such as this?”

The man hung his head in shame. “I did, sir…but it was file on my console I do not have access to now.”

Zeno whacked the man over the head.  “Fool, always have a hardcopy somewhere in case you lose power, or at the very least in a file that can be accessed when on emergency power.  Luckily for you, I memorize these sorts of things: change your short wave to this frequency.”

After giving him the numbers, the Sangheili made the proper adjustments.  “I am through.  I hear something about a main power cable being severed: they are working on repairing it now.”

“Good, relay any further questions the captain has for him,” Zeno said as he turned to leave.  “Communications with the techs has been established, captain.”  He told Rasola as he passed by.  “Excuse me while I go find a fire suit….”

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Re: Foreshadow of the Lost
« Reply #55 on: January 15, 2010, 02:10:02 PM »
Rasola nodded and issued a set of questions to the Sangheili bridge officer, he wanted more answers.

Down in engineering

Fires were being put out, as one human firefighter put out one fire near the core another fire brust through a floor grate. "Geez," said the human as he turned his hose toward it now.

The officer in charge migrated over to another console, though they could only barely feel the spinning outside, he was beginning to get dizzy from it. He punched in a set of commands which brought more of the systems online, the Engineers were doing a great job rerouting power through other areas of the ship.

He finally saw one of the viewscreens flickered to life; it displayed the hanger bays and the lack of shielding they had.

In his headset, he heard someone say 'done', and he knew what it meant. "Ok people, they may or may not work," said the officer as he shunted power through the main power cable. The main lights in the bay began to flicker on and off and then finally stayed on. The status board lite up green as life-support came back online, along with other ship systems - including the main links to the AI Core.

The head engineer knew Cortana was back in business when he saw the ships power systems begin to regulate themselves. Power flow stabalized but the gravity still remained offline. "Cortana, why are we still floating?" he asked her.

~The main power conduits leading to the artificial gravity controls are gone, it'll take awhile to repair them~ Cortana said into the mans headset.

"Well, at least we have power, can we stabalize the ship?" he asked her.

~Working on it...~ Cortana sounded annoyed.

The ship's tumbling slowed as Cortana fired manuevering thrusters, finally after a full minute the ship was no longer tumbling. But Cortana's internal and external sensors were detecting hull stresses in excess of what the ship was meant to handle. She also detected breaches in the hull in some areas of the ship. She sent this message off to the captain and then attempted to engage the internal fire-suppresson system, but she discovered the system didn't engage.

~Fire Surpression system is not working, you'll need to get a tech down there. I have the engineers working on the shield generators right now~ she said and melted back into the main computer to see what caused all these problems.

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Re: Foreshadow of the Lost
« Reply #56 on: January 22, 2010, 11:32:34 PM »
With the ship no longer in danger, Cortana flipped through the internal camera system. She had to seal off various area's of the ship to allow for Sangheili warriors and UNSC marines to move about more easily and recover the dead. She had counted only six dead, but that was six to many.

She had been listening in on the comm.s Some of the marines were wondering how this could've happened, while the warriors were sticking to just looking for bodies. She refocused her attention on the primary power cable, with internal sensors online she had discovered that the power going out had been caused by an exploding Engineer, peices of the body floated in the air around the cable that had only recently been fixed.

Cortana sent a brief message to the engineers, mainly telling them to be more careful in the future and then went back to looking through the cameras.

-Hanger-

Rao'fa rubbed the back of his neck; he had just entered the hanger bay after having been inside the pilot ready room. "I hate being stuck in a room like that," he muttered as he walked over toward his phantom. As he got closer though he heard something odd coming from the inside.

"No.. no not there..."

"You like it there though"

"Yea but.. our physiologies are so different..."

"Doesn't matter.. you still like it"

"Ah!"

Rao'fa stared at his phantom; he could visibly tell that based on how it was rocking back and forth that 'something' was going on. As he stepped into the gravity lift and went up into the passenger compartment, he found exactly what was going on.

He didn't have time to say much before a pair of panties landed no his face, he quickly re-engaged the gravity lift and was outside.

Walking past a sergeant, which he hadn't realized was Johnson, he took the pair of panties of his head and handed it to the ambassador. "Your females have very strange customs," he said, his eyes looking as if he had seen something he 'really' didn't want to see.. a naked Sangheili and a naked Human female.

-Core Room-

If Cortana could laugh; she would be, she had only caught the pilot as he left his phantom but she already knew based on her sensor reading that there was some hanky panky going on inside.

"Say, Zeno," Cortana said, not adding his honoric. "You may want to go to the Phantom Hanger bay, theres..... something going on in one of the Phantoms, oh, and Ambassador Johnson is there as well," she warned him and crossed her tiny little arms over her chest.

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Re: Foreshadow of the Lost
« Reply #57 on: January 24, 2010, 08:32:03 PM »
Zeno had found the firesuits, but when he tried to put on the largest one he just ended up ripping it.  They just do not make these things for people like me in mind, he thought with a sigh.  At least the gravity was back on now, though he did get a bruised bum when landed on his backside when it did.  Might as well head back to my quarters to get dressed. Scratch that.  Cortana’s voice informed him of another ‘problem’ in the hanger bay.  With another sigh he immediate headed there.

When he got there, he wasn’t sure what he was supposed to be looking for, until he heard a rather loud ‘Awww hell no!’ from one of the phantoms.  That sounds like Johnson, Zeno thought with a smirk as he jogged toward that phantom and went up the grav lift.

He wished he hadn’t.

In the phantom were a female human and a male Sangheili, both nude and in a slightly compromising position.  Standing just off the grav lift was Ambassador Johnson, whom looked a little sickened: the two guilty parties looked rather embarrassed as well.  “Oh…This is just wrong…So wrong…,” Zeno muttered, before speaking too the pair.  “Just want are you two doing?”

“Um…We…Got a little bored, ambassador.”  The Sangheili said.

“Right…And you obviously did not think of the physiological differences between our species before getting each other worked up did you?”

“Um….”

“Warrior, your shaft is likely to rip that female into two if you even tried to mount her.”

“Mental image…I did not want…,” Johnson whined, covering his eyes.

“A valid point, ambassador.”  The Sangehili said, hanging his head as he stepped away from the woman.

“Wuss,” the woman said, then rushed up to Zeno.  “You know, ambassador, you are quite hot looking….”

Zeno blinked, then gently grabbed her by the shoulder and pushed her Johnson’s way.  “I do not lean toward females or humans,” he said flatly.

“Awww,” the woman pouted.

“Wait…Why are you handing her to me?”  Johnson asked.

“You are the human ambassador, for one,” Zeno said.  “And second…You always tout that you know what the ladies like.”

Johnson opened his mouth, but all that came out was his cigar.

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Re: Foreshadow of the Lost
« Reply #58 on: January 24, 2010, 11:08:35 PM »
Cortana had somewhat wished her sensors didn't penetrate into the hull; all thanks to the enhancements that the Engineers had performed and the technology given to them. She had seen everything 'to' clearly and had designed to engage privacy mode just to shield her eyes.

While yes, she has seen plenty of naked humans in her life and yes she had seen naked Sangheili before as well, she still had the mind set of a human and thus didn't always like it.

The hull shuddered suddenly as the slipstream core finally registered a positive pulse with the main reactor. She heard the bridge crew give out a cheer and the captain's curse laddened voice telling Cortana to plot a course to their original destination.

Cortana found though that their navigational charts had been somewhat scrambled by the charge. "I hate to break this to you captain, but the nav charts are scrambled. I can't make any gurrentee where we are headed is in fact where we are headed," she told him.

Again he cursed and told her to plot a course regardless; she sighed and sent the coordinates to the ships navigational computer.

The ship lerched forward and disappeared into slipstream space. By this time, the engineers had completed repairs on the breached hull, all those who had been regretfully killed had been recovered - save two bodies which Cortana hadn't found anywhere within or near the ship and had to assume that they were sucked out into slipstream when the breaches occuried.

She was very surprised though; they had only just entered slipstream when just as suddenly they came out.

Before them lay a red sun, easily twice as large as the one that was in the Sol System. Ten planets ringed the sun, but Cortana realized that one of the planets was actually being 'eaten' by the sun. She was able ot estimate that in the next one hundred thousand years the sun would implod and the planets would be destroyed. For now though, what she saw was being picked up on the nineth planet.

Cortana pinged the planet and came back with several responses. "Captain, the nineth planet, I'm picking up debris floating in orbit. According to the colonization database; this is supposed to be a secured UNSC Shipbuilding facility. I can see eight orbital MAC Guns, they are silent, seven of them show no damage at all while one has evidence that it was attacked," she said.

As she tried to ping the other debris she received static in return. "Odd," she mused and pinged it again, this time getting a negative response. "Wait... there's a sensor jamming field still in effect?" she said in a shocked tone.

It was then that her sensors picked up an active signature from the furthest MAC Gun. "Uh oh...." she said and saw it fire. "Incoming fire!" she shouted to the bridge crew.

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Re: Foreshadow of the Lost
« Reply #59 on: February 08, 2010, 08:31:46 PM »
Zeno had just made it back to his quarters and was looking in despare at the bathroom, which was completely soaked with the bathwater that used to be in the tub.  However, due to the temporary loss of gravity, that water opted not to stay in the tub and spread out all over the bathroom and even into the actual room where he slept.  Needless to say, when the gravity came back on, it made quite a soggy mess everywhere.

This is going to take forever to dry out, he thought with a sigh.  Zeno was debating on cleaning up himself, getting some of the maintenance staff in here to clean it up for him, or just forget about it for now and go to bed.  He was really wanting to do the third option....

Just then, the hull of the ship seemed to shudder, as if something very big (or very fast) just whipped right by the hull.  "What the fuck was that?"  Zeno growled, really not wanting any more incidents for the day.