Ed-Jupiter's surface

Ed did not speak as she came around the corner, and simply bowed his head when the name was mentioned. He humorously watched Rann in difficulty, the boy who always seemed to be so sure fo himself was now falling apart in front of this elderly woman. But these thoughts he did not express, except for a small smile on his face that he had failed to supress

Irma, Her Dome

"A favor? After what you did to my Lily?" she asked incredulously.

Rann, Irma's Dome

"I didn't do anything to Li- Miss Lily!" He protested, and soon realized his mistake.

"I'm sorry, Miss, Miss uh, Miss Irma. I didn't mean for Miss Lily to uh, you know."

Irma

Irma seemed to accept the apology, but still rapped Rann hard on the head with that cane.

She ignored Rann's surprised yelp and turned to Ed.

"Why are you smiling?" she asked, looking Ed over from top to bottom.

Ed-Irma's home

Megil turned his gaze from Rann to Irma,

"Can I not be humored by my friends discomfort miss Irma?"

Irma

Irma smiled at Ed. "Normally, no. But if it's this particular friend, yes." She said, taking the smile off of her face long enough to glare at Rann.

"Depending on the favor, you may be here awhile, so I'll have Lily show you both to your rooms in a little bit. We have to discuss some things first. Like this favor and how Rann is going to pay for his crimes."

She put her arm around Ed and pushed him forward to walk with him. "So why are you with him anyway?" she asked, nodding towards Rann.

Rann

Rann walked along the opposite wall giving Ed an icy stare.

Damn smart asses. Next they'll be drinking damned cocktails and sending robots after me to have good laugh. he thought bitterly.

OOC: g'night.

Ed-Irma's house

"I must thank you for your hospitality miss Irma for taking us in under no notice," he said as he walked with her. He shrugged at her question,

"I am not sure, a willing hostage you could say, as he has something of mine I wish to have back. But he didn't force me, perhaps his capricious nature so contrary to my own made me want to come along, you see I have spent the past 6 years at the University of Mars before I came with Rann, while I was left to do as I wished the university quickly became a methodic and ritual place so wanting to get away Rann presented the excellent vessel. Though perhaps it was an inopportune time given the research I am currently doing."

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Kiva

Kiva frowned. "Fool," he said before firing the pistol at Arthur.

Cpl. Ian Vanada "Zero"
Intercepter, Escape Pods

"BRIDGE!! PERMISSION TO RELEASE HOLDING CLAPS!!" The dock coporal screamed into the com system. In return all that was sent was a jumbled mess of screams and moans. The Rykians had made it to the bridge.

"hamster it!" The coporal punched the emergency release console, "Everyone get your hamster cave asses in a seat or else it'll be raining blood and bodies soon!"

Elements of the 97th scrambled to the various seats scattered around the wall of the pod. Ian swore under his breath as he searched for a seat, but in due time he found one and strapped himself in, two other men, however, weren't as lucky. Ian made himself close his eyes, for fear of seeing the soon to be dead soldiers expressions as they shot towards the planet at bone-breaking speeds.

"Hold on to your boat.. and pray." Those were the last words Ian heard before he lost counciousness in the gut wretching descent.

Irma, Her Dome

During Ed's eloquent speech, Iram did two things; she nodded her approval of Ed's thanks, and shot a glare at Rann when she heard that he had something of his.

"What kind of research are you involved in?" She finally asked.

Rann, Irma's house

Rann pulled out a small watch and looked at the time with a sigh; it had already been far too long. He had thought about asking about Lily, but he figured that would be a bad idea, and this dome wasn't the biggest thing in the world; she would show up sooner or later.

I just need you to rewrite the damn code, old woman, and then we can leave, and hopefully never see each other again.

Ed-Irma's house

Ed realized he may have said too much, but really who was this old woman going to tell.
clearing his throat,

"Military research. weaponry and defense mainly." he said nervously, Methodically pulling off his glasses and cleaning them.

"If i may so inquire, who is this miss Lily both you spoke of," Ed said trying to change the subject.

Mark's ship was badly damaged. Mars' gravitational pull was too strong, if he didn't find somewhere to land... Well he wasn't going to make it down to the planet in his condition. The four surviving ships all had mechanical trouble and were split off from eachother...

There... A research station...

It identified on his display as RS 413. He opened a comlink with the station and began "Research Station 413," hearing his own voice, Mark realized how exhausted he was. He had been cramped in the pilot seat for atleast 24 hours, and had a mere pastry to eat. the computer shorted out and he was having to fly manually for the past few hours.

"Research Station 413," he began again, this time his voice louder, although still hoarse and clearly fatigued, "This is Mark..." he couldn't remember his last name, "Eh, Mark of the 501st HDF squadron. Requesting..." he paused to regain his breath (his O2 supply was obviously deteriating) "Requesting coordinates for an emergency landing..."

Downtown District of Bodisa Prime
General La-Iparra

Steam rose into the air from the landing pad, partly because of the subzero tempatures and partly becuase of the heat from the numerous landing and departing ships. The tempatures had fallen because of the distruction of one of Marcellous' moons several years ago. Scientists and researchers claimed that the moon had a direct influence on the controlled weather patterns of the world.

The General shuffled in his cloak, while meager, it provided much warmth and was status signal. A personal gift from the emperor. La-Iparra hadn't a need for it however, at least for the status meaning, he was by far the largerst Rykian present and therefor the eldest as well. That is were humans and Rykians differ even more then from just their physical appearences, the fact that as a Rykain ages the more powerful he gets.

All were minor details to the General at the moment however, within moments he would be briefed on the situation, and would simply order the mass extermination of the human defenders. For every one soldier the HDF had, the Rykain combined force numbered four times as many. Initially it was thought that food was to be a problem for such a large force, however the Rykians had developed a.. taste.. for human blood.

"Where is my staff?" The General huffed.

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Zark Bodisa Prime

"Here's your damned staff, Old One." Zark said tossing the General the staff. He had taken to calling the General Old One about a week ago; something he didn't think was appreciated.

Thank the Emperor for technicalities.

"You know we can't be out here long; coldblooded beings don't go well with these temperatures, I don't care how enormous you are, Old One." Zark said, smiling after saying 'Old One' again. Wow that never got old.

OOC: you know that blankets, coats and the like only work on us because it traps our body heat, right? well these guys have no heat to trap...

Satyana
RS413

Satyana screamed as Kiva fired the gun......mostly of fear but she was also satisfied of the rapid and determined actions of this man.....then she heard the communication-device sound.......



Satyana

"Reserach Station 413, responding, Satyana Viann speaking, I´ll have to ask you to identify yourself before I can give you any information"

Irma, her home

"My great-granddaughter." she replied, and at the same time, heard Rann reply with, "Her great-granddaughter."

It was apparent that nothing more was going to be said for the time being.

La-Iparra growled back, "If you weren't of the emperor's blood, you would learn your place Zark."

He leaned forward in a threatening manner, "It sounds as if your not up to the hunt, perhaps we can a more willing Rykar?" If a Rykar could smile, the General would have quite a devilish smile.

Syke, RS 413

"Satyana; He already identified himself; He's with the HDF. Here, Rann showed me how to track his transmission to see if it's really who he says he is." Syke said, moving over to the computer.

"Everything checks out." he told her, trying to ignore the man lying on the ground.

Zark, Bodisa Prime

"Listen, Eildfa Arshala," Zark began. "Give the Kahg those same belts you give your squad, and we'll show you who is better at the hunt."

It was becoming an effort for him to move; the cold was making his movements slower. If he was outside for much longer, he might not live.

Mark -- Space

"Eh... Mark Ringwalt. Ringwalt that's right. I'm uh a fighter pilot for the HDF... Please, my ship is badly damaged and I need a plce to rest."

Edward-Irma's house

"I see,"

seeing that nothing else was going to be said, Ed roamed through the biodome, curious as to it's secrets.

Satyana
RS413

"Ahhhh ok Syke, good then please take him down here, we must give him help I think"


"We will take you down here, my brother will guide you through it"



Satyana felt sick seeing the lifeless body on the floor.......

"I still wonder......" she thought

Arthur, Research Station 413


Arthur groaned, and curled up. The blood from his chest was soaking through his clothing.

In his mind ran thoughts of his home planet, the pictures he had seen in books of it's past beauty . .