Solari: Episode 6 - Pinned Down

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of biological determinism, but the millennial long-streaming of a hundred-hundred-powerful

familial factions into about a handful of noble bloodlines in modern era speaks to a hundred million-old evolution-year-old man. Evier X, a Trent of House Evier X, intercepted on Genopar for a poll by House Gemis Octavo, which was interrupted violently on Co-Ada, where we find you now. You stand on slanted unstable earth at the lip of the Zele and Caldera, baved in a

horrid green light to fuse through the bitter-scented fog holding a score of massive deep space ships a loft. Your shoulder, shot clean through with a high-caliber ordinance, begins to hurt in earnest. Your assailant is on the move. XL-ZL is very much on the move.

You and Chitenga need to move. This is not a poll. This is a call.

“I think in this moment as a Daven recognizes that all signs point to call and not pull.”

There is a deep, cold sensation that I think freezes him in this moment.

There is a pause and an emptiness of mind that comes over him as he may be for the first

time in his life feels like it is under threat and is just going to look at Chi. They're going to kill me. They're going to kill me. It's a call. It's another reverex.

They're going to. Your family is doing this? Yes, yes, I don't know, we can't get on the ship. No, no we can't and I look back towards where the Arabesque had docked. I told her to hang back in case we needed it out.

Right, but she's not docked. She's moving and staying in a dark spot where things are strobing so she's circling the block for you. Does that make sense? Right.

I see. Yeah, sorry. All right, we can't make it back. And, jealous Octavo will cooperate with the Everest. Yes, there's no one in the high houses that would make a deal.

We can't, I can't even, even with everything between me and Esolk. I don't, it's not, it's not to move. It's not the move, okay. I do some math in my head at this moment. I have houses versus one shot in the shoulder man that I'm standing next to.

“Would it really be worth sticking my neck out for this trend?”

Oh, fun. I want you to tell me what you want to roll and I can maybe help play with the

The difficulty regardless, this is a big good question.

Use whatever you want, but you gotta get to attend. And there's a little reminder, you can spend grit. I'll keep reminding you because I'm the reason no one thinks of that right away. Right. I do have only four grit to spend right now.

“I think I'm going to do a will roll to try and analyze this situation.”

I'm going to burn three grit for it and I get a plus two for political and corporate intrigue. So I need to get a five on a D 10. Okay. I get a 50/50 shot here.

You can do that. I can do that. Oh my God. I wrote a one.

You are trying to think and assess whether it's worth risking your life, risking

I office's life to stay involved with this trend. This is the biggest fish that you've had in the little pond of Janapar. And they think I think you're one gives you a little bit of an A-hab complex. You don't want to let this big fish go. So what's the likelihood that it was a call the whole time?

Maybe, maybe this is a couple of families working against each other? There's got to be a way for you to stay in this fight, get him to safety and get what you want.

“Zedavan, it occurs that you need to die.”

What? You need to die. I take my pistol that we got off of the ship and I fire it twice into the ground. Zedavan, full shell shock, no idea what's happening. But I think there's a confidence I read on you that is making me stay put.

The trend is down. I hear the pistol shot, I drop my arms from screaming help and running, and I look back seeing that my friends are once again under fire. Do I see any of the craft that are down in that area? Or anything that looks like I would be able to swiftly hack into it and hijack it.

Oh, I mean, how far of a distance do you think your powers work at? I think I just need to be on a network. So if it's at a distance, I have to be able to exist on a network or frequency with the craft. And if that thing is not uploaded to a frequency or a network that covers a range or distance, if it's not like a broad castable thing that it's attached to you, then I have

to interface with it physically. If you're on Wi-Fi, I can get shit if you're not on Wi-Fi, I can't get shit. I got to plug in.

“Yeah, I think in a world where like, comms are important to all of these like big deep”

spaceships because of the implication that they are sending smaller ships out to go do things in the area, you can ping any one of these, give me a reason role. The difficulty is only going to be a seven, okay, nine, perfect. I think with like a cursory look down, I think you get to the same place, Zidav, and does about which one the fox glove six is.

It's a little farther away, I'd like a farther side of the dock. You can reach any of these. You'll have an easier time with something a little smaller and a little closer, but because all of these have to be in range of smaller ships moving around this planet and surrounding asteroids and moons, you can make an attempt on any ship down there, fox glove included.

I will make a move on fox glove six. I'm going non-diplomatic, I'm trying to enter a feed alert into the ship's security system. We know here was working for Gemisog Tovo, so I would like to interface with the ship's computer and say fox glove six, computer security system of the Gemisog Tovo family. Interstitial security ticket update level urgent.

Gemisog Tovo pull of target Zidav and I veer X in jeopardy.

Interloping third party unidentified seeks to undo Gemisog Tovo pull occurring at this location

Basically announcing to Gemisog Tovo, your pull is being disrupted by a third party interloper

“and this should appear on the security comms of this ship.”

I really like that. I'm going to have you give me a tech role. It's going to be an eight to get this sort of unproperly clearance message, though the form of it is correct. Your sort of a unknown sender, eight gets you through, ten gets your response immediately.

Cool. I'm going to burn six grit, I am riding solo right now. Three plus seven is ten. You send that message out and it's a shot in the dark as you like pinpoint the exact frequency

“that all the Gemisog Tovo comms have been working on both here and I think you feel that”

little bit of spider web tether to the comms that are clearly up on Genopar handling whatever air it out meant, and the other nine ships that you are plugged into a network on. The Kenner came back down, the other nine smaller non-Jump ships are still up at Genopar. As soon as I feel that the Kenner is on this network, I will include a solemn digital bow and acknowledgement of the Kenner's presence on this network as a acknowledgement

of our previous established relationship and detail corroboration of the security clearance meaning like this pull was affected by a member of the network that I'm addressing. I think the moment you send that little bow out, what you get is like any firewalls get slammed open by the Kenner as you are allowed into this network and you are now part of the call and recognize as a verified communication.

Yeah, this is just like basically trying to put out an internal alert on their system being

security breach of this system. Even though I'm an outside agent, I know that this is Gemisog Tovo business, it's being disrupted and the second I get that message in, I will communicate digitally to that network that I am taking immediate action to interface to stop the disruption but request backup and need help. And even before you start to like get the human speed responses of what that means, you're already feeling like those immediate initial pains, whatever person that got that

information on Fox Club 6 is immediately reaching out to cure and like personnel on the

Kenner to like get status updates, everything you're getting in the second after that was sent and

received is something hasn't gone to plan this is bad. I want to flag that very clearly because this was supposed to be a normal pull and they are now responding in earnest to your message. It's not a lie. You know, it's very much like I'm not saying like the fact that I know that Ayasa was responsible for the deaths on the Kenner and not the averics but hey, if you see a bunch of dead bodies and I'm telling you that a prince of the averics house is being attacked,

I haven't said anything wrong. That's all true, right? It's also the like there's no sluggishness in the response for YouTube being as anything other than like a previously established plan is in fact going awry. I'm going to begin to run headlong tourist G&Z and I'm going to produce a series of stintinol strips from my chest cavity. What pretel are stintinol strips? Medicine.

“Amazing. As you book it back over, speedy or stealthy. I think hearing the”

trint is down. We're going to go speedy. Okay, so you are staying up over the lip of the caldera so you're not running at that weird slant. So you're still in view. So I think you see a single figure with like a very long maybe two thirds of the length of their body rifle has like begun moving slowly in the direction of where you are also headed. I will abruptly shift my LEDs to a violent purple orange teal red flashing red eyes flashing red and I will just

start yelling halt a salant halt a salant security team inbound halt disarm yourself at once.

of a translator and you hear a like volume boosted translator speak out and say whoever shall

the trint please handle your synthetic or do you require assistance. Excelsial get over here. I'm doing that. I'm going to walk out of here with my prized and my robot and you're not going to stop me. What price? The body of Zidavan Averics, a trint of the house Averics. What? What? What? My body? Pant too. In this moment can I help? Kuru the Averics just have the most bad blood with. If I can speak without B.A. Yes, you can be with her. I would love

to aid G in this moment. If I can put together just really quickly some math. Yeah. It's too much

“for me to conceptualize my family and who would try and call me. But I think there's something in”

this moment that is like they just need an option. It needs someone else who heard that I was on

Kurueda and would want to make a move like this. The last you would know is the most active bad blood would probably be Camori. But closest to you in size and might be a little like froggy would be Koga. Equally good case for either one of those. But you could make a case for any. Got it. You guys can talk at like a normal volume and not necessarily be heard right now. Probably distant cousin, not a big player, but somebody who has enough to want to say something.

I don't have a name off the top of it. Camori, Camori, for sure, Camori.

I've got a showboding Camori that's given you a lot of promises and that's all you're getting for free.

Great play. Well thank you. Excel's yell. You see this person stop in their tracks.

“And consider. And then you hear a little scramble. I think this person is now just close enough”

that they are shouting despite not needing to because it's like a mechanically boosted voice that you can hear that they are stammering through a couple ideas before they land on. Do you have proof? Do I have proof? Who sent you? What are we? Are we trading tips here, bounty hunter, bounty hunter? Are we negotiating? No. No, I have everything that you want. Why would I negotiate with you?

I'll look at this interloper. See what she is saying and try to infer and say, "Mrs. Do you wish for proof to be provided?" Have some documents on hand, but he's got nothing. I'm going to look over to the interloper and say, "Do you have a message? Do you encrypt her?" Obviously. Very well. And I am going to send over a file that I produce that is

Laura Mip sum arena religious doctrine gibberish and send it over to him, but inscribe in it everything I have from Camori. As like the top of the zip file is Camori, and it is just like a robot religion text bomb with, like, from your friends at Camori on top of seven terabytes of this stuff again. Just fucking unzip this baby. Yeah. Got to fuck your cuss-off to hell.

Pour it back to the days of my life. That's so fucking crazy. I like it. I like it. Don't give him anything. Oh! Well, you're lucky that my personal assistant is a lot more accommodating than I am. Do you say that out loud? Yes. Okay. Go ahead and give me a tech roll. We'll make the difficulty only a seven. 11. Woo!

“Gorge. I think you're able to see that like a little screen in the right glasses frame”

that this figure is with is wearing suddenly goes bright white. You also sent it in light mode. Got him. So this person was already sort of like standing down a little bit and like kind of puts their rifle down and then just gets assaulted and you see them almost stagger back with this truly like Mormon text with the word Camori put in it three times. That's just enough to buy

as gibberish, I am going to, as our shooter been able to see that Z is not dead, is no, cool.

So I am basically like on the like inner lip of this calendar and he was making his way there.

In that case, I'm going to interface and continue to try to stall the shooter. And on Z's glasses, I'm going to send a quick text being like Zedavan. I am going to interface with the shooter to buy time. I will attempt to be loud to cover the possible sound of you moving away. And I'm going to just start talking to the shooter go, I'm so sorry to interrupt but your de-encryptor is visible even from this angle. I don't mean it as Eve's dropping but I'm able to do the reflection of light

“on your face. Your model might be slightly out of date. Do you require some help?”

I'm trying to, this is, what did you send?

You hear a bunch of things that are rough exclamations that are not being translated. There's a propriety filter. And a bunch of cuses are getting bleeped out. I'll just look in again, be like, the text should be a simple short paragraph contract between my proprietor and the Camori fan. I do not see the eye, what am I? I don't believe your de-encryptor has successfully managed to interface with the file.

Okay, what is your name? Who are you?

Seeing the inscription from Excel CEO, I'm going to start shifting my position to at least put a ship

between myself. There's no emphasis on speed. There's just trust that these two people I found in this drugden are actively working in my interest for some reason.

“And so I think it's just going to be, can I get enough space leaving my jacket behind me,”

keeping my glasses on, crawling so that there is at least some larger obstacle between myself and this assailant. Yeah, okay. You are scooting down in a way, sort of in the direction that Excel's yell is approaching you from to get down towards those ships. Qi, you are holding position, ayasa, ayasa, get us out, I say into my cons. I also gives you a little message that's just sneaky or loud. I send back the sort of telekinetic cons version of the explosion emoji.

You just hear laughter in your ear. Excel's yell, you are remaining in visual range. And now, how close to this person do you want to be? I think if I'm close enough to address them, I would not step closer, but my goal is to have my body language communicate that I am here to be helpful. So I'm like engaging, but don't want to breach whatever the bubble of someone armed with a two-hands of weapon is. So I'm just I'm standing in a respectfully close distance offering help.

Okay, I like that. Then you know what? Go ahead and give me, I want one more roll from you. I want it to be a charm roll. Difficulty of this is going to be an eight. All you really don't want is a one. That is a six. Okay, that's okay. That's not a one. Yeah, that's not a one. Yeah, look, an eight would have gotten you a sort of wildly miraculous interaction here. But you're dealing with someone who is mad at you and/or his tech and/or whoever you are working for that may have

stole his bounty, but there is something that you did in getting politely close. That is both disarming because this is someone with a sniper rifle. So this level of close is actually pretty bad in a fight for him and is disarming that you would do it regardless. You are passively putting down defenses on his end. Like he's mad, but less so at you than he should be. Okay, well and he's going to take his glasses off and be like, we just need to have a conversation because

“if Khmeri is a part of this too, then I don't know why two different of why are we competing?”

I don't have the authority to answer that question, but I can provide whatever data I have personally observed to help answer your question. Sure, I just normally go differently and I sort of just shoot everyone and deal with what I want to deal with later. My understanding is that there is some budget within our contract for those, for example, the ship that was chartered by my mistress was a budgeted in our original contract. It's possible that there is an

prize to the first of the mark. Okay, I mean, minus the deductions of the explosives that you sent into the bar on Caraweda was that you sloppy, floppy, it wasn't sloppy, I was trying. You blow up

“a whole bar and a whole guy inside of it. Oh, oh, so that's how you treat your sources, incredible,”

incredible, all right, all right, all of your sources, how many of these have you even been on?

You sound like a polar, not a color anyway. I'm going to look over and I'll say, "Mistris, professional critique can wait for a more advantageous time." And that's true too. Yeah, this guy's fully leaning on his rifle. All right, this is pleasant. Fuck you a little bit. But it's still enough to give his off-kilter. This is buying time in a way that frankly surprised me. Give your, I guess what would it be? Give your call sign to my robot and

we're going to be on our way. I will follow up with the details later.

"Mistris, normally when you offer assassination guidance, you charge for that service. Should I

issue a bill or invoice to this individual and exchange for the advice you've offered?" Yes, thank you. "Congratulations! We're consultation fee. You'll be receiving it." "You're a nuit that I don't. Do you have it?" "Oh, I'm new at it. I'm just coming down there." And he's going to turn and like continue walking. The gun is no longer out and ready to shoot, but he is back moving again. "Gosh, I'm going to look at him and I'll just say as he's

moving. I don't know if he's at time to get away. I don't know where he's." He has moved sufficiently in this and we'll get to that. So he's not going to be exactly where she is, but he's headed over the lip now. "Do I get any ping on the network from Gemisoc Tavo on the security network?" "Oh, yeah."

“"You can process several things at once and I think you've been also like throughout this”

interaction listening to chatter between the canner who has sent over all of the like video footage of Ayahase's wetwork and is informing the next ties in command who is up on Genopar continuing those moves to secure the asteroid." "But they're not sending like some dudes on speeders over here to help us get this guy, right?" "No, no. What you're getting is that they are trying to scramble a couple people that were there for security for the Fox Club." "Gosh, and I think you

get a little ping for a location." "Location sharing is on. Maybe it is on." "I think with that, you feel like that little ping and then you hear the echo of it, pinging off of, "Oh, make you roll for it. Roll a D10 for me." "Seven, stop tomorrow." "Yeah." "I like it." "But you hear this ping off of like seven individual suits who are now filing out of the Fox Club and are making their way up the dock and over to where you are." "Great."

"As you turn to go down to see where Z is, not gonna be because he's not dead." "I'm going to say, I don't have your call sign, which would like me to remove the malware from your D-incryptor." "That's

“parcel. No, I'll get it fixed later. Thank you." "And I think at this point you see him slip over the”

lip." "I see steps over the lip. I have my pistol trained on him. He is met with just the most incredulous, absolutely out of spoon's face." "Out of spoon's." "Out of spoon's." "I've none left to give." "Spoon's is a metaphor for bandwidth." "So this guy slips over the lip. Looks at you pointing at him with a pistol. No sign of Zadovyn." "Okay, so you're alive." "No. Okay, I'm sorry.

First of all, what's your name?" "I'm gonna ask you my name." "What's your name?

I have a pistol on you, my guy." "Make a choice." "And he's going to level his rightfully." "I chewed his hand." "Fuck you." "I need you to make a roll about, okay?" "Fuck you, you do. Fuck you. Pop this guy, dude. Come on, G. Come on, G." "What do you want? A move, a cometer?" "Yeah, you're shooting a man. It's a combat roll, big dog." "Six out of six." "Okay. And you aim for his hand." "I aim for his trigger finger." "Okay. You shoot him in the hand."

like trigger hand is reduced to bloody mess and he does not make a sound. He instead drops the rifle into the other hand and is going to turn and swing it at your face. I need you to make a

“dodge roll. Okay, that's move. You have to be in eight. Four. You're gonna take two hit points”

as you are basically just taking off of your feet and hit the ground. So I'm gonna have to ask you

to step, "Fuck you." "Z." "You've been taking bleed to damage that I have not been resolving." "Okay." So go ahead and roll a D6 for me and that will determine how many rounds of damage you've taken. So roll a one. Okay. You've taken two more points. Two more damage. Okay, yeah, I think because you've stayed relatively still and then only started moving recently, that it's only because you're now like making a dash for the ships that like you're beginning to

feel that. What's your challenge? "I'm at nine. Okay. Can I see what's happening?"

“"I'm 100%. I think you can see foot soldiers coming up the dock. Is there anything else you're”

looking for specifically?" "I think she getting hit just makes me stand up instead like I go from

being in the prone like hiding to should I be doing something?" But I think that there's still too many cogs turning to actually go but I do think I stand. Yeah, am I aware that if this guy is clubbing cheat that the foot soldiers will be here in time to save us? "I think you think it will be close if this guy tries to make a bunch of moves. There is something about the like maintaining calm that you think you have more time than if you were in an all-out fight.

He responded to being shot by hitting her with a rifle but has not otherwise broken into any

sort of like rage or panic. "So it feels like signs are pointing to I can attempt to break this up

“and that the foot soldiers will be here in enough time to resolve this." "Yes. Great. I think”

without any other role it's if this gets into an actual fight it might be resolved by the time before any backup can show up. If things stay kind of slow and measured like they are now you'll have plenty of time." "Does the dove and his bleeding look like it is threatening his life before that can be resolved?" "No." "Okay cool. In that case looking like the cavalry is going to get here in time one way or another I ask everybody else. I think Zee you look over there is glowing

light coming out of the plastic seams of my head and that dies down a little bit." "No. Who will some the person is disappointed?" "The dove and the character sees Zee's in acknowledgment." "So I am I am going to run up in front of the shooter in between him and she boxed out my arms and legs like an egg so I'm boxing out someone in basketball and just start hopping with my lights going crazy going. Stop it. Stop it. Stop it. Stop it. No. You move. No. Stop it." "So I actually only took one point of damage

due to my resistance. So I get clocked in the mouth. I pick myself up. I use one hand that's not holding the pistol to wipe the blood off of my lip and I spit in front of him. You spit onto the back of it. "I didn't aim for him." "I aimed for the ground but I'm not like basketball." "I'm hopping too." "So fast and repeatedly it looks like I'm kind of vibrating." "Oh sorry. Stop it. Stop it. Stop it. You think that I leave the body right here for you to come and trundle down and take

a look at? You're good at CQC but you suck at politics." "And I think with that Excel's yell, you knew that like buying more time and keeping this from accelerating is the way that this gets solved by your backup. She is actively turning this into a fight. He's going to take two steps back. You don't have a lot of features visible here. He's obviously like covered himself up to blend in with like very stark surroundings of this place.

The best you can tell from the little bit of face that you see is like weirdly sun burned and healed over and burned again and healed over. So it's almost like patchy bits of melanated and

of the rifle and tucked under his elbow and armpit of easier to one hand version of this gun. This is

“about to be a fight and that potentially has fatal consequences for cheap before help can get 100%.”

I will look at him as I'm hopping funnily. I have like a disco ball midsection that's like

stop it, stop it. As I see him go for this half second to click the gun into a usable shape.

I go, oh no, and I'm gonna hit him with my laser eyes. I burned four grit. I have zero grit. My engines are going to be at zero. I'm like gone at this point. I also burned two health. So I'm at three health. Excel Zell has been pushed almost to his physical and mental and energy limits. However, I am going to roll D will, which for me is a D10 plus my level health damage to him, which he cannot dodge. Yeah, how would he? He thinks he's looking at a guy and

this guy's looking at him and is going to kill him without he looks at him. He wouldn't know how to dodge this.

“If you knew it was coming, do you want to know the number you need to hit? Yes, I do and I will be”

quibbling. Go for it. What number do I need to hit? You need to get to a 7. 7, okay. Here we go.

And this is the first murder of a campaign. What a fool. Okay. So how are we explaining in the

fiction that you quibbled your laser eyes? I just dig into a quantum engine that affects probability for what is going to be a sub-optimal hit. Yeah, all right, I like it. So this needs to be this needs to be a six or higher on the die. Oh, no. Nine plus one is dead. Oh, thank gosh. We're being nervous dating to use the laser eyes for the first time and not have them hit full of things. I wait that. Okay, look, the best part of this table is that everyone is a killer storyteller. Brand it. Just tell me

what it looks like when you kill this way. I've been bouncing and glowing like an idiot for the past few seconds and as this guy goes to change his weapon, it stops every light on my body goes out.

I need all of the energy I can. So this is the first time that anyone has seen my LED strips die

and I go to just white plastic and black rubber. My eyes are so expressive. They are more human than human. They're kind of large and animated like a cartoon character to make me expressive and sweet seeming. Those screens go black. So there's just two black discs that roll out of the way revealing a collapsing iris that suspends into deep dark space in the center of my head where two tiny points of red light get noticeably bright impossible to not notice bright. The brightest

thing he's ever seen because I'm looking right in his eyes as I say be on a frayed. Not a moment of your existence shall go unremembered and I hit him for ten points of damage. Across the calms, you hear the canner. It's not that the canner knew what you're going to say but there is some sort of like static feedback coming from that calm that seems to be humming in harmony with you as you speak. Only you are aware of it.

The entirety of that group of soldiers coming from the fox glove to come back you up the heading to your point. They're all going to stagger suddenly as all of their calms go dark. They don't feel your ping everything internal in their systems and in their heads up displays, flickers off for what was only a second but feels like longer for them and they kind of slam into

“each other before everything flickers back on and continues to run and I think the massive green light”

sitting underneath that caldera for just a moment flickers off for the first time. And back on again. And when the lights were turned, he is dead on the ground and you see

Maybe a second or two before if the rest of the fox glove troops come over to but the problem

has been handled, you are gasped by the live. From afar, Zeechisk, whoa! Ayasa is like pulling up to you now and you've got maybe 30 seconds before the fox glove six. Seven. Come and meet you.

“Having just fried the stick does he have remains here?”

I think you made perfect eye contact so it's just in and out of his eye socket. Other than that, perfectly preserved remains.

I am going to turn and start walking towards Zeechisk. My light strips are all dead so it's just

white plastic and black rubber. I will roll my ocular lenses back over the sockets but they are dead. They're like a dead television screen so it's like kind of reflective but dark and I'm just going to start walking. Normally when I walk, I have a really smooth gate. My upper body is completely still and the steps are very muted as I walk towards Zeechisk and I begin to produce a Stimtonel patch which is an emergency medical kit. That can wait. I think you would see as I'm up close to you

“that the eyes have gone dark where my tear ducts would be smaller than the eraser on a pencil”

are two cameras that are focusing in and out and you see that my eyes aren't my eyes. That the

large expressive eyes are just a screen and that the thing I look out of that I actually see the world out of are these tiny hidden little cameras towards the center along the bridge of the nose and I don't make any verbal communication. The fans internally in me sound very weak. I am at low health and zero grit so the words okay appear on your data screen. Can I pick up Excelsio? If you go to pick me up I just very lightly collapse over your shoulder.

I make it easy sort of like someone falling over your shoulder and I just fold. I'm extremely light. I'm not that heavy to carry. Perfect because I'm not that strong. I'm picking up Excelsio making eye contact with G. I clock the Fox Club 67 and I I'm not interested in explanations right now. I'm interested in getting the fuck out of here. I will say picking him up will be another two hit points.

“Apple. Oh my god. There are 30 seconds out. Can they see us? I mean still I think this interaction”

is brought down to a tiny 20 seconds. Okay. They see you and are headed for you. Is G bleeding or not? No, no, I'm fine. I'm fine. I've done my you know wipe my mouth and spit blood into the sand. You can tell that I look a little concerned about the two of you. But while you to are interacting I'm going to go over and grab comms from this sniper. Okay. Yeah. You go over to the body. Pretty standard array. Like the kit as far as you can see is external.

We have a HUD that is being worn as glasses with like a display that comes up on his right eye. Well, it would have. He got shot through the eyes. So there's not so much of the heads up display anymore. Right. He got shot right in the glasses. Okay. I will say this is going to take the rest of the time. The Fox Club backup will arrive. I'm going to ask you. Do you want to let Ayasa know what's going on here because she was given an explosion emoji and sees seven fighters headed towards you.

And I just really want to remind you. Right. That's happening too. So at this point, I want to make sure that I'm going to secure channel with her. And I say just pick the boys up. I'm going to hop on and then we just got to get out of here. No need for pyrotechnics. No need. You're the one that told me, pyrotechnics. And you hear the sound of like a silencer thing. I know. I'm sorry. It's okay. I'll explain later. But we had some fireworks of our own.

Okay. You do realize that there's people coming over. Right. I know. I'll be there shortly. Okay. Okay. Z and XLZL. You see like a hatch is open for you charging up the hatch. Sweet. You're able to board the ship. Gee, it will take you sufficient time to strip this man of whatever comms you're looking for. You will

off of him smoking holes in the menol and run up the gang plank into the ship.

“As she gets on the ship, my stem to nail patches can stop the blade condition. And I think as soon as”

see stops walking your gets in the hatch. I don't even need him to necessarily like let me down. I'll just from where I'm hanging produce a patch and begin to prepare it to cover the most

egregious area of the moon. It's basically just like I think I want to produce it. There's literally

some block text like slanted blue kind of like a direct to hospital retail bag that just says like clinic in a bag and it's like a series of pouches almost like a tide pod with different stuff in them that you can vacuum seal and pull a little plastic tag that starts to mix the fluids inside that just go to work on the area of the body that it's applied to. Gee, you're able to slide in right behind the boys and you see Excel's EL beginning to go to work with these patches over what is

ultimately a very clean in and out wound through your shoulder. Z. So it makes it much easier work

than if it was jagged or if you had to deal with like bits of shrapnel. I also makes eye contact with you, chief, the moment you're on board. What are we doing? What, what's there's an active

“assassination in ten don'sies life we gotta get out here. Okay where are we going? What do you want?”

The worst safe fuck can I do another check for just what's in the area that feels like it's not a home system of one of the five families. Yeah go ahead and give me a reasonable or if you have something a little more specific to do with that. We'll say because this is just you trying to scan for what you know in and around here that's just going to be a six. I will burn six grit. What? I'll burn all of my remaining grit because I think in this moment that often is carrying a robot

who is actively attempting to fix his wounds. Gee took a huge swing to keep him alive. I know where we're going and with an eight I'd like you to tell me. I just got stunted on so hard that was so rad. With a total of eight you're scanning and thinking about what place is safe enough for you

“and then you remember that you spent just enough time with your new good friend Ayasa”

who has had this ship retrofitted to use arm. She might have some and you always have a small

supply for emergencies. So the answer to this you can get wherever feel safest for you. I'll say the closest things. Okay. There's nowhere close that feel safe without a jump. Great. You're kind of in the ass middle of nowhere. It would either be like going back to Ayasa's safe house or risking it and going back up to Jenapar but you know that that's being aired out whatever that means with results troops. You can finish your own pull if you want to get to the

lotus system and interface with results and deal with whatever jemis octavo is doing if you still trust them. You can get all the way home if you still trust your family. There is nowhere in the 40 sons that is not available to you right now. Great. I think you tell me you're bringing it out. I'm just going to pull. Like I think if you're asking me we can go anywhere we can go anywhere. I think the dovin is thinking about what is Jenapar adjacent but a viric's coded. What is

a pleasure space straight up like what's Hawaii? We're like my name and my context would carry weight but I'm not going to run into a family member. Something that is a space to recoup and recalibrate before we make our next move. Right now Zidavina's thinking that this group that he has found himself with needs a breath not an answer. Yeah okay I'll ask you just one more question and then we'll just provide you with this. Do you feel safer hiding in the shadow of another one of the five

families or are you thinking like outskirts of the 40 sons where you might not meet anyone important

families influence I don't want to be full rural what I did the country. Yes. Okay so this is maybe

“like the viric's aspen. Yes exactly that's what I think I keep imagining like a picture aspen in Hawaii.”

Yes that's been in Hawaii. A Brio produce the planet a spy. Yes. I also a spy. Now Hawaiian Hawaiian it's already a word. Yeah it's too close. The feminine urge to rename a place a spy just to make it happen now. I mean what did you have Ivana Ivana Ivana Ivana is great. That's pretty easy just to go like a spy. No I'm not saying to note. No I like Ivana. Your mind jumps to shadow shade somewhere you can cool out going to the edge of the 40 sons or a

place that does not warrant counting amongst them gives you a better chance to hide out but if something gets worse you'll have the problem of not being able to fall back on your name and support if there's any to be found inside of house of your ex or another the five families. Then your mind drift somewhere a little shady a little cool a moon Ivana owned by the Kumori family. In one of their distributed systems that is still under their control but they are one of the

lightest touch of the five families if they're not involved in this which you have no reason to believe that they are it would be easiest to negotiate with them if you even come across them which is deeply unlikely. A simple jump it wouldn't even use the entirety of your small

“supply of reserve or to get you out of trouble. Great I think I'm going to lay”

Excel's yelled down in one of the books that I was admiring earlier. Take my sunglasses off stick them to the Kulari magnet walk back up to where the cockpit I asked it can you jump us to a fauna I got it. I'll get you on arm I'm good for it. Yeah oh okay yeah that's you just have arm. Let's go now. Okay I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm going I'm going I'm going.

And you see I see begins to immediately pull into orbit and we'll make the first arm jump

that you all have experienced shortly it's going to take about 10 minutes to get up and out

“and meanwhile I think I'm going to pop open one of the side panels of the bunk and pull out”

some cables and plug in Excel's y'all. As you go ahead to plug me in I think if I've been placed down by Z there's a very simple charging port as you plug me in my eyes sort of flicker back on thank you and I'm going to sit and fold myself up and cover my knees and shins with my arms and have my hands sort of face around backwards and just curl into a ball and my LED strips make a little climbing green scale that then drop as I just charge in a corner. I sort of say almost to myself

no thank you I am going to sit next to Excel's y'all while he charges and examine the sunglasses HUD glasses. You know what I think they have transitions lenses so they block the sun. Okay

I think kind of stupidly that is the first thing you see like both of the lenses are perfectly

shot through and shattered and the amount of corrosive damage without knowing too much about laser in general unless you want to make a case for me that you are secretly very good at lasers. The little like quick flash of light that came out of Excel's y'all shot perfectly through the lenses and fried everything in those like initial frames so this tech is right now shot and there will have to be some like reconstructive work to pull anything good from it. I think the little

bit of lens that's like still on there on one side you see has gone hyper dark like a transitions lens

note of it because I was not planning on trying to do the technical examination of it yet that is

“best left for Excel's y'all to help talk to the glasses or whatever he does. I'm more interested in”

the designer and the provenance of where these might come from. Ooo okay I'm going to make you pick. Do you want to know who made glasses like these or are they were made for? Where they were made for? All right go ahead and give me a reason rule if you have any like tech ability to go where I'm sorry. I know it's the one for that though. A six will get you there. I got a one. A one? I have no idea these are not any sort of these are not like the dolphins with their fancy designer that happen to have

tech capabilities these are for murks they are some sort of gadget mumbo jumbo that I have no

idea of. They're standard issues slave hands like they're not particularly interesting other than the fact that they seem to be not personalized like there is so much tech in the 40s and there is a lot of tech that is made specifically for people or for places like the personalization is where people sink a lot of their resources. The only one that you can clock right now again is that

“hyper dark lens something that has two block extreme sun. I think that's like the clue you have”

on its province and you know what I'll say that because you ripped it off of his face you would have

gotten a good look at his face. You see that same thing that Excel's y'all was able to clock.

What little bit of his face was showing was like patchy sun burnt and re burnt skin. A origin that does not match where he clearly spent most of his time. A place with a very strong sun. You got to wear your SPF folks and that's the moral of his entire series. It's a lorry protection factor. Anything else? Not fuck this blurs. Excel's y'all would want to communicate to the counter but I don't think it makes sense in the

condition he's in right now. You know what I'm saying? Like if you think it's appropriate for the counter to reach out to him in his like sleeper mode state that's totally fine but like that's the only

“thing I can think of. I think because you're out of grit but you're not out of health like you're”

not knocked unconscious and you're not fighting death. I think you are in that like 5% battery. The moment you get plugged in like yes the less you can do the better you feel and the faster you will recover but you can still get a text and I think not a message from the counter but you get repaint from Fox Club 6 and a voice feminine seems to be switching between channels trying to reach out and is just giving a call sign of a mumbo jumbo of letters that you just sort of threw out as any

kind of address when you were addressing the network for the Fox Club 6. Great. I'm going to tell what I believe to be a version of the truth or the reality in terms of ayasa getting to us before Fox Club 6 did. I'll just say independent detail is unsafe killing transmissions and location services. Security response was not fast enough independent party interceded. Any identifying? Nope. Nothing that identifies me. I mean I already know that the

counter identified me because it was concluded that the security tapes were there. They know who and what I like the details about who and what I am were there to even give the legitimacy for the original message but I'm not adding an extra big John Hancock on the bottom of this. They know who I am and what I'm communicating. I am a genuinely low energy and then be also just like not in a dick way but just being like security response was not fast enough independent

measures had to be taken. We are no longer safe and have to kill location services. Then the last message you're going to get before you go dark will actually be from the counter. Not words, not a conversation but the closest thing you could describe it as is are you safe. With the implication

reading 100% safe from known threats. Unknown threats impossible to determine at present moment

“security protocols engaged to avoid possible unknowns. And then I think you feel the”

counter kicks you from this web just a half a heartbeat before you would have unplugged all of it. So you have someone sort of not intercepting on your behalf but has enough information to maybe break body block for you as whatever is happening with the gemis octavo comms is scrambling and trying to understand what just went down. Is it possible as a parting gift as I can feel the counter digitally advocating on our behalf to leave some minor fragment of data or code

that would put me as a signatory of that exit command in case the counter is interrogated about who removed me from the network. Oh that's really nice. Yeah absolutely. Not to foist about I

“just leave it there in the counter's data logs as a should you need it. I think you just feel”

an alert icon of just surprise that that is the last thing and then you are kicked from the web and you go into rest proper. I can't believe one of the most tender romances of my time as a PC is with a spaceship. Why not? It's hard for anything's possible. It's genuinely

so sweet. I'm very touched by the counter's actions in this moment. Amazing. You all

feel that shift in your bodies as you break atmosphere. In this little ship that for any of you that have done any amount of travel does not feel like the make or size or sturdiness required for what an orm jump would be, whether you've experienced that inside of your own self or it's something that's been mythologized across your history books and data stories. Warm has only been back for a small

amount of time and the resource is still so expensive and so precious just to clarify. I also am going to use her storage of warm and is operating off of like a you got me. So you all see as she pulls something from a little while around her neck and opens a small almost blink if you'll miss it. It looks like a little turkey but it opens all the way up kind of like a cigarette lighter and she injects a small green capsule and recloses it.

And everything around you becomes light as you speed up and those of you who know nothing

“but the stories of how orm worked before. Don't just lean and you must pass through.”

It makes sense now because it feels like your body is moving through a tunnel you feel pressure, even on you inside of this structure like peristalsist but somehow so much faster. You're being squeezed through a thing and it feels simultaneously agonizingly slow like you would stop and roll down a window and touch the light outside of this place but you have an internal sense of how fast you must be going covering light years in an instant. It is surreal

and strange and then it is suddenly. Over and you can't help but send your awareness back towards what you think the tunnel you just passed through was but looking back through even the windows at the back of this tiny ship. There is no unbroken space. The place you were was not a place and you've moved through it and ahead of you you see a large

crescent of green across a moon that you know you would have never reached in 10 lifetimes

Z to have experienced that for the first time and not every few years when you are family,

“one of the families got in their mind to get everybody together and celebrate some”

strange, political or economic victory you think about the tremendous privilege you've had

growing up and that little taint of unsuredness as you wonder who inside that great and magical

and powerful family of yours tried to kill you on carueta. As you approach this green crescent

on an unknown moon in a system I don't think either of you ever imagined you would see

“why would you need to. I'm going to say you all level up for the first time.”

Wow. Welcome to Ivana. That was Erica Ishii as Chi-Tanko, randomly Mulligan, as Excellency El,

“Lou Wilson as Zedopanoverics and a Bria Eyengar as everyone and everything else.”

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