Author Topic: Haboring The Planet (Read 20112 times)

Ragnar the Red · « **Reply #125 on:** February 01, 2012, 06:45:38 PM »

When they got to city hall, the officer asked a superior what was to be done, the two discussed quietly for a few seconds. The superior then stepped forth and asked, "Did your people do this?" beckoning i the missing moon.

K2 · « **Reply #126 on:** February 02, 2012, 12:26:48 PM »

"I am Fiske Tyris," he replied, "My people were trying to assist in the fighting against whatever attacked your planet. I was coordinating with an officer on the moon that was destroyed. I would like to bestow the sympathies of my people, the K Empire, for your losses."

Ragnar the Red · « **Reply #127 on:** February 02, 2012, 06:20:10 PM »

The superior officer looked at the police officer, then said to Fiske, stay put until we know what to do with you. He then pulled out a communicator and began talking into it.

K2 · « **Reply #128 on:** February 04, 2012, 03:02:48 PM »

"Sure," he replied, "Not like I have anywhere else to go."

Ragnar the Red · « **Reply #129 on:** February 04, 2012, 05:03:35 PM »

OOC: Time Jump, one hour
On a slightly different note, K2, check your inbox about the Reyky Heartbreak quest.

The plant had done hardly any damage to the moon Fiske had landed on, and at this point the people of the UCH were mostly just shaken.

A group of three Heliphlein came up to Fiske. "Are you Fiske?" they asked.

K2 · « **Reply #130 on:** February 04, 2012, 08:54:28 PM »

"That's what my birth certificate... Would say... If I hadn't been born in Hell," Fiske replied.

Ragnar the Red · « **Reply #131 on:** February 05, 2012, 01:15:35 PM »

The Heliphlein paused for a moment, puzzled, then asked again, "Are you Fiske?"

K2 · « **Reply #132 on:** February 07, 2012, 05:28:28 PM »

"Yes," Fiske replied, "Come on, have a sense of humor."

Ragnar the Red · « **Reply #133 on:** February 07, 2012, 09:40:47 PM »

"They're CCLO's," the superior said with a chuckle. "Confederation Central Line Troopers. They have no sense of humor when their on the job."

The leading CCLO glared at him for a second, then said to Fiske, "When you make up your mind weather or not you are Fiske, come with us."

K2 · « **Reply #134 on:** February 08, 2012, 04:26:55 PM »

"Uh.. I've said twice that I'm Fiske," he said, blinking as he followed the CCLO. These guys really were strange, huh? They reminded him much of some of the K Empire's own. Or the Aralangs, for that matter. Yeah, these guys were a lot like those Aralangs. He wondered where they were now -- nobody had seen them since shortly before the Plexan War. That was eight whole years ago.

Ragnar the Red · « **Reply #135 on:** February 08, 2012, 06:40:32 PM »

The CCLO's stepped into some sort of flying vehicle with it's engines spurting out bits of light and heat. One of them whispered to Fiske, "Don't mind him. He just wants to completely sure it's you. He's made a few mistakes in the past, and he doesn't want any repeats."

K2 · « **Reply #136 on:** February 08, 2012, 07:06:00 PM »

As Fiske stepped into the vehicle, he whispered back to the man, "Thanks, but it really doesn't phase me. I was taught growing up not to let emotion control my life. I understand completely."

Ragnar the Red · « **Reply #137 on:** February 08, 2012, 07:13:24 PM »

"You'll fit in with lot's of people here then," he said. Since Heliphlein magic is based in emotion, the slightest slip can be catastrophic."

K2 · « **Reply #138 on:** February 08, 2012, 07:48:49 PM »

"Sounds destructive," Fiske agreed, "So, where are we going?"

Ragnar the Red · « **Reply #139 on:** February 08, 2012, 08:11:47 PM »

"Peltular," the CCLO said. "It's the nearest city with a UCH headquarter in it."

K2 · « **Reply #140 on:** February 09, 2012, 06:38:17 PM »

"Right," Fiske agreed, "Let's go."

Ragnar the Red · « **Reply #141 on:** February 09, 2012, 08:20:21 PM »

The ship's engines fired up, and pulled away. As it flew over the mountainous area, a wispy layer of clouds just below them, it would be impossible to deny the beauty of the moon. After an hour or so of flying, a large city would loom into view, dwarfed by the mountain it hung off of. The ship came to a land on a high tower, and the passengers began to pile out. "We're her," the head CCLO said.

K2 · « **Reply #142 on:** February 10, 2012, 03:29:08 PM »

"Alright!" Fiske cheered, stepping out of the vehicle and stretching. His view from the top of the tower was breathtaking. He could see the true beauty of the city, the other towers around, the people in the city below. It was magnificent.

Ragnar the Red · « **Reply #143 on:** February 10, 2012, 06:55:39 PM »

"Come on!" the lead CCLO said rudely as he entered the building.

K2 · « **Reply #144 on:** February 13, 2012, 05:37:07 PM »

Fiske ran to catch up with the lead CCLO, rolling his eyes at the negativity of the man as he, too, entered the building.

Ragnar the Red · « **Reply #145 on:** February 14, 2012, 05:59:39 PM »

The CCLO's brought him into a large office room.

"Sit," the lead CCLO said abruptly.

K2 · « **Reply #146 on:** February 16, 2012, 04:52:51 PM »

Fiske did as he was told, sitting in the chair, a diplomatic smirk on his face.

Ragnar the Red · « **Reply #147 on:** February 16, 2012, 07:03:45 PM »

"Let's start with the simple question: why are you here?"

K2 · « **Reply #148 on:** February 16, 2012, 07:50:51 PM »

"I led a small fleet here, unaware of your civilization, when we detected rare isotopes -- from your planet -- seeping through your defensive shroud. I wanted to come personally, despite my status as a prince of the K Empire, to seek out the potential of this isotope, which our scientists say could be detrimental in technological advancement. When the intruder slipped in upon our arrival, I devoted our small fleet to trying to assist in stopping them, but I'm afraid we were only equipped for bare necessity, as we thought this to be a purely scientific, routine mission," Fiske explained, "May I have a glass of water?"

Ragnar the Red · « **Reply #149 on:** February 16, 2012, 11:00:35 PM »

"No," said the leader, but one of the other CCLOs had already left to get Fiske some.