Chaotic System - Playground 1, *triumphant music* Options

[Dantrag]

OOC: I expect that you have read the background in the planning thread and have a character listed on the character thread. If not, please do both. . Also, do as we do in the other RP, and list character name and location above each post.

Let the games begin!

IC

Rann and Syke Viann, Research Space Station, in orbit around Mars

Rann stood by his workbench, creating some unkown object that might make it to the coveted spot in his 'used' pile, meaning that someday, he just may find a use for the invention. But more than likely, this, as over half of his other creations, will go into the scrap pile to be made into something else.

"What are you doing?" Syke asked Rann, coming to a halt beside his younger brother. He picked up a black metal object and inspected it. "What is this?"

Rann slapped his broter's hand without looking up from his work. "No touching!" he scolded, accepting the object back from Syke and putting it back down; still not looking up.

"What are you making?" Syke asked again, more insistently.

"Nothing." Rann answered as he put on a proctective mask, not to protect his eyes, because they couldn't be hurt, but just his face in general. He began welding two pieces of the black metal together, drowning out any conversation for the next minute or two.

Syke was getting extremely frustrated with his brother. "What are you making?" he asked through gritted teeth.

"It's for the ship." he answered, holding up the finished product. It was black and sleek, obviously to match the metal interior of the engine room of their ship.

"What does it do?" he asked. The object had a series of pipes protruding from a box, which had a pump inside. He scratched his head, utterly confused.

"Look." Rann said, pointing to the pipe on the top. "Here is where our engine coolant is going to go; because it leaks anyway. Anyways, it goes down through this box, where it's pumped back out into the main hold where it belongs."

"Why didn't you just patch the leak?"

Rann blinked a few times; Syke couldn't tell if he was turning on the record option or the zoom. "Because that isn't as fun, and it wouldn't allow us to do this." he replied, pointing to a smaller pipe that Syke hadn't noticed before. He turned a valve on the end and smiled. "It will also make the coolant drinkable; I put in a series of filters and lined the inside with some toxin-neutralizing chemicals."

"That's useless." Syke said with a scowl.

"We'll see how useless it is when we get stuck in space with no water." Rann answered as he pushed by his brother with the invention in hand; all that was left was installation.

Syke sighed and followed.

When the installation was complete, and Rann had a sip of coolant, they went into the Research Area to look for their sister.

[DoomedOne]

Wes Hansek
Asteroid Belt, outskirts of Ganymede trading route

"Okay," Wes said as they flew agily in upon the oblivious cog, stalking it behind the very asteroids. "Send down a TF, we'll shut him down."

"There's probably less in his ship than a TF is worth," His comm. said back.

"Keep your hamster cave eyes on the ball and focus, that's an order!" he yelled. A TF missile sailed around the asteroids and stuck the cog right in the thrusters.

"Now give off a couple EDs!" he yelled as the Cog suddenly pumped off a booster, trying to brink off the side of an asteroid. Two twin EDs came forward and followed the Cog around as it dodged through the various asteroids. One of the EDs strucked into the side, and blew, electric looking surges bumped off. It wasn't armed, so they had no effect. The second ED stayed to course, coming in closer.

"Arm it!" Wes screamed. Right before it was about to hit the Cog set off a second boost, but the explosion behind the thruster caused the thrusters to fail.

"Well the ED blew out our TF," his comm. said.

"Keep an eye out, I'm coming down," Wes said and jumped into the elevator carrying his coat. He threw it on and entered the control-room. "Okay last I saw it was behind that Asteroid up there. We blew out its thrusters so don't worry about another boost. They won't keep going at that pace either, they were off route and they'll have no working fuel. They'll be working purely off inertia they can get from rock-bouncing. We have to find it before the distress signal comes through and the Police get here."

They flew slowly through a large collection of asteroids. Any unnatural movement in just one would be enough to give off a trading cog. They just had to be thorough.

"There," Wes said, pointing up into one that had just barely changed course. The Peregrine Warrior jutted up nimbly and caught the cog trying to land on the Asteroid.

"Lock us!" he grinned. The set off a final ED which shut down the ship completely. After they locked gates he entered with two crew members wearing space-suits.

"Set off the decompression," he ordered, and one of them out in the code, seconds later the doors opened and they entered the Cog.

"You," Wes said as he entered the enemy Bridge, pointing at the one that looked like the Captain, "What are your supplies?"

"Just Aluminum," the Captain offered. Wes ordered one of his men to check the storage.

"Aluminum aye? Why deliver today, Ganymede's closed because of the big shipments yesterday. Aluminum won't be transported for atleast five days once they sort through ths scraps. Want to change your answer?"

The Captain looked dumbstruck.

"That's right, Chev, what they got?"

"Looking like some weird refrigerated room," Chev answered.

"Lemme see that," Wes said and looked at the storage compartment himself. "Aha!" he exclaimed. "Jack pot. Chev go back to the ship and tell them to trust my hamster cave judgement next time. They're transporting frozen bacteria for the terraforming."

"You're kidding," the other guy, Kramer, said credulously.

"This'll keep us going for months. Here, you guys," Wes said to the crew of the cog, holding his gun out, "We're extracting your storage compartment into ours, but we need to move together a little because I'm guessing Police will be swarming this area in a few minutes. We can handle the exchange a few hundred miles from here."