008: Reunion at Collace

[joertexas]

Roscoe-Jaelah / T'lia-Prerna

"Two billion in direct transfer it is." Roscoe will get her information and make the transfer. "We can work out the fine details as we proceed. And what about a demonstration of the new technology so that we can discuss the fee for its protection and minimizing as many negative impacts as we can? I understand tonight is overtaken by other business, but scheduling a time would allow me to work around meeting Jaelah's family."

"Speaking of, we are supposed to meet them in an hour. I sort of hate to miss the festivities here, but I think my companions can handle it before it reaches riot proportions."

Prerna nods. "We brought back a huge haul of fresh meat and vegetables from our colonel's family on Tarsus. They also gave us a family recipe for grilled flank steak strips, along with something called charcoal and a portable grill to use. I want to try it, but the problem is where to set it up so we don't trigger the fire suppression system."

"We should go," Roscoe agreed, "but can we meet at our ship tomorrow? The time is up to you, but I need to show you the technology we will be introdicing here--which might be of use to the mercenary companies as well--and need to know when to be there."

Prerna nods. "Lets say, ten hundred local time?"

[terrymixon]

Roscoe-Jaelah / T'lia-Prerna

"Speaking of, we are supposed to meet them in an hour. I sort of hate to miss the festivities here, but I think my companions can handle it before it reaches riot proportions."

Prerna nods. "We brought back a huge haul of fresh meat and vegetables from our colonel's family on Tarsus. They also gave us a family recipe for grilled flank steak strips, along with something called charcoal and a portable grill to use. I want to try it, but the problem is where to set it up so we don't trigger the fire suppression system."

"We should go," Roscoe agreed, "but can we meet at our ship tomorrow? The time is up to you, but I need to show you the technology we will be introdicing here--which might be of use to the mercenary companies as well--and need to know when to be there."

Prerna nods. "Lets say, ten hundred local time?"

“Perfect.” He will tell them where to find the ship, though he is somehow certain that they already know. “I won’t say why in advance, but bring a few items or devices that are perhaps uncommon, but not unique, that I can show you the process with. They will not be damaged, but I don’t want to use something with personal meaning. It has been a pleasure meeting and doing business with you.”

He looked at Jaelah. “Shall we go?”

[Thumper]

Walt

Does his Ancients INT medallion still function?

Yes

He peers at it a while, then he physically examines the artifact:

[2d6]=4
DM +6 or DM +4 (+5 INT with the INT medallion working…3 without & +1 Ancients Tech)

Walt reckons the inner workings of the focus are beyond his ken but if Bilis could recreate the material that the focus is made of... then maybe the fractured face of the pendant could be "shielded/walled over"? i.e. making the "pendant" a "locket" - for want of a better descriptive.

"So, this little gem leaks power continuously when it’s meant to be controlled? This damaged crystal is both a boon and a massive burden, I can tell. But you, Lannigan, can turn everything or everyone psi off and this down? Another Ancients Artifact or is it just you? Or is it only when the two of you are together?

Lannigan nods once more and then indicates his own head.

Tourmaline adds "It is his gift - he is another "wild" talent. Lannigan is a Psionic "Blank"... an anti-psionic. A happy discovery from the battlefield at Avastan Down. It may have saved his life when he cut me from my power... although apparently... my berserkergang was near spent...".

Walt-
”That is incredibly interesting. Never heard of such an ability.

Bona (on link), If Bills were to fabricate a shield of the same Chrystalin material here, do you think she could bind the two and seal the leak up? I think that might work.”

”Turning back to Tourmalines: “I may know a way to help. If it works, will you train me and some of my friends?”

[joertexas]

“Perfect.” He will tell them where to find the ship, though he is somehow certain that they already know. “I won’t say why in advance, but bring a few items or devices that are perhaps uncommon, but not unique, that I can show you the process with. They will not be damaged, but I don’t want to use something with personal meaning. It has been a pleasure meeting and doing business with you.”

He looked at Jaelah. “Shall we go?”

Prerna stands. "We will be there." She shakes hands with them both.

Jaelah stands and shakes Prerna's hand, and waits to see if T'Lia extends her hand, too. Once done, She leads Roscoe out of the restaurant and to the nearest lift bank. She'd only been this far Upspire once before, so she has to use the datanet's mapping app to find her way downspire to her parents' home district. The whole trip takes about thirty minutes to complete, whereupon the couple finds themselves at her parents' door. She presses the admittance chime and waits.

[terrymixon]

Jaelah stands and shakes Prerna's hand, and waits to see if T'Lia extends her hand, too. Once done, She leads Roscoe out of the restaurant and to the nearest lift bank. She'd only been this far Upspire once before, so she has to use the datanet's mapping app to find her way downspire to her parents' home district. The whole trip takes about thirty minutes to complete, whereupon the couple finds themselves at her parents' door. She presses the admittance chime and waits.

There is a sound on the other side of the door after a few seconds, the a squeal. The locks are undone and the door opens. Before Jaelah can say anything, Kimla comes hurling out and into a hug. “Jaelah! You’re back!”

She has grown, and is now almost as tall as you are.

[terrymixon]

Walt-
”Bona, If Bills were to fabricate a shield of the same Chrystalin material here, do you think she could bind the two and seal the leak up? I think that might work.”

“Very possibly, but should we be advertising that capability?”

[Tiglath]

Jaelah stands and shakes Prerna's hand, and waits to see if T'Lia extends her hand, too.

T'lia shakes Jaelah's hand (both as per civility and being as she's a business partner/contractee).

[joertexas]

There is a sound on the other side of the door after a few seconds, the a squeal. The locks are undone and the door opens. Before Jaelah can say anything, Kimla comes hurling out and into a hug. “Jaelah! You’re back!”

She has grown, and is now almost as tall as you are.

"Hi, Bug!" Jaelah hugs her tightly. "It's been so long since I've seen you."

[terrymixon]

There is a sound on the other side of the door after a few seconds, the a squeal. The locks are undone and the door opens. Before Jaelah can say anything, Kimla comes hurling out and into a hug. “Jaelah! You’re back!”

She has grown, and is now almost as tall as you are.

"Hi, Bug!" Jaelah hugs her tightly. "It's been so long since I've seen you."

Your mother is next, a little grayer than you remember, but with a fierce hug of her own. Then your father and younger brother—who is astonishingly taller than your father by a little, all come out for a group hug.

Your mother breaks it up after a minute, tears in her eyes. She holds you at arm’s length. “I wasn’t sure I would ever see you again. I’m so happy, but we shouldn’t do this in the hall.”

She looked over at Roscoe. “I’m sorry, we’re being rude. Who is your friend?”

[joertexas]

Your mother is next, a little grayer than you remember, but with a fierce hug of her own. Then your father and younger brother—who is astonishingly taller than your father be a little, all come out for a group hug.

Your mother breaks it up after a minute, tears in her eyes. She holds you at arm’s length. “I wasn’t sure I would ever see you again. I’m so happy, but we shouldn’t do this in the hall.”

She looked over at Roscoe. “I’m sorry, we’re being rude. Who is your friend?”

"Can we sit and talk, and I will explain?" Assuming they agree... Jaelah takes her husband's hand and leads him into the still-familiar living room. She takes a seat on the guest couch and motions for Roscoe to sit beside her. Once they're settled, she continues. "Mom, Dad, Peytor, Kimla, this is Roscoe Shugilamar, my husband. I know I haven't been able to visit, or even message you that much, over the last four years, but a lot of things have changed for the better over the last couple of months. For one, the people I had to deal with here are no longer around. So, I don't have to worry about that anymore, which is why I can visit now."

[terrymixon]

Your mother is next, a little grayer than you remember, but with a fierce hug of her own. Then your father and younger brother—who is astonishingly taller than your father by a little, all come out for a group hug.

Your mother breaks it up after a minute, tears in her eyes. She holds you at arm’s length. “I wasn’t sure I would ever see you again. I’m so happy, but we shouldn’t do this in the hall.”

She looked over at Roscoe. “I’m sorry, we’re being rude. Who is your friend?”

"Can we sit and talk, and I will explain?" Assuming they agree...

They do.

Jaelah takes her husband's hand and leads him into the still-familiar living room. She takes a seat on the guest couch and motions for Roscoe to sit beside her. Once they're settled, she continues. "Mom, Dad, Peytor, Kimla, this is Roscoe Shugilamar, my husband.

To say they are surprised would be an understatement. Eyes wide, jaws open.

“I… I expected you would find someone one day,” your mother said, eyeing Roscoe with a shocked look, “but perhaps not so soon. It feels so… sudden. And we don’t even know him.”

“I know I haven't been able to visit, or even message you that much, over the last four years, but a lot of things have changed for the better over the last couple of months. For one, the people I had to deal with here are no longer around. So, I don't have to worry about that anymore, which is why I can visit now."

Your father looks very uncertain, perhaps even suspicious as his eyes narrow. “You were in a very bad place in your head. This doesn’t just feel sudden. My apologies, but it is sudden and I am concerned. No offense, but how long have you known him? How has he swayed you so quickly?”

[joertexas]

Your father looks very uncertain, perhaps even suspicious as his eyes narrow. “You were in a very bad place in your head. This doesn’t feel sudden. My apologies, but it is sudden and I am concerned. No offense, but how long have you known him? How has he swayed you so quickly?”

"To be fair," Jaelah pats Roscoe's arm affectionately, "I talked him into marrying me. Dad, you are right that I was in a bad place when I left home, but I had time to work much of that out." She takes a breath, wills herself to relax, glances at Roscoe and sends him a quick message. "Please shut down anything that can monitor us while we talk."

"What I'm about to tell you cannot leave this room. It would put you in grave danger. [Insert appropriate timeline here - maybe two months?] ago, I hired on to a new mercenary company in Glisten. The owner was murdered because he had stumbled across an intact Ancients base. I, Roscoe, and our companions explored this base, where we found a huge cache of operational Ancients technology, and it also found us. We are all still the same people we were, but with significant upgrades in our abilities. For one, my natural eyes have been repaired, but I have the enhancements of the implanted ones I bought after Henri was murdered."

"I know this is incredible, but there is much more. So much more, that I will have to show you, because you won't believe me if I were to simply tell you." She turns to her siblings. "Guys, this is really serious, not bad, I promise, but you need to not say anything to your friends about it. Ever."

[Thumper]

Walt-
”Bona (on Link), If Bills were to fabricate a shield of the same Chrystalin material here, do you think she could bind the two and seal the leak up? I think that might work.”

“Very possibly, but should we be advertising that capability?”

Walt to Bona on Link-
”The only thing advertised will be that we can take an exotic Chrystal substance and replicate and fabricate one element of it and then bind two pieces of the same substances together. They’ll think we just analyzed the chemical composition of the Christal and fabbed just another piece of that

Metz’ is already openly doing far more than that. His rep will be imprinted all over 268 soon enough if Roscoe and Jaelah have their way. If tempering the negative effect is desirable enough by Tourmaline, she just might part with it for a few hours. Then she doesn’t need to see the process. She just saw me out on my Intelligence boosting medallion. They’ll deduce it’s Ancients tech too. Perhaps leave that as collateral if she’s not desperate enough to outright part with it temporarily?”

[ateno]

Arkar

Arkar gets the impression that this might very well be a case of "Greek meets Greek" and either a fight and/or bacchanal of legendary proportions. If he tags in he's likely to wake up in a skip* and need major organ refurbishment therapy.

(OOC: * Traditional end to a "lost" night out (British). A skip (UK) being a roadside portable "bin" for builder's waste / very comfy nest (not!) for a follower of Bacchus ).

Arkar thinks about dipping out, but decides he can tyr and get more info from the Sword Worlders, *You never know what might be useful.*

"Sorry, since I was the virgin jumper, should I not get the first round?"

He will tell the group "I'm out with this Alpha group, I'll keep in touch,"

Arkar

[terrymixon]

Your father looks very uncertain, perhaps even suspicious as his eyes narrow. “You were in a very bad place in your head. This doesn’t feel sudden. My apologies, but it is sudden and I am concerned. No offense, but how long have you known him? How has he swayed you so quickly?”

"To be fair," Jaelah pats Roscoe's arm affectionately, "I talked him into marrying me. Dad, you are right that I was in a bad place when I left home, but I had time to work much of that out." She takes a breath, wills herself to relax, glances at Roscoe and sends him a quick message. "Please shut down anything that can monitor us while we talk."

I can’t. Not without scanning the room and manually doing it. This isn’t the ship and we don’t have monitoring equipment in place. That said, I believe the odds of anyone monitoring here are very low.

"What I'm about to tell you cannot leave this room. It would put you in grave danger. [Insert appropriate timeline here - maybe two months?] ago, I hired on to a new mercenary company in Glisten. The owner was murdered because he had stumbled across an intact Ancients base. I, Roscoe, and our companions explored this base, where we found a huge cache of operational Ancients technology, and it also found us. We are all still the same people we were, but with significant upgrades in our abilities. For one, my natural eyes have been repaired, but I have the enhancements of the implanted ones I bought after Henri was murdered."

"I know this is incredible, but there is much more. So much more, that I will have to show you, because you won't believe me if I were to simply tell you." She turns to her siblings. "Guys, this is really serious, not bad, I promise, but you need to not say anything to your friends about it. Ever."

They all look at you blankly. “What is an Ancient?” your brother asked. “A really old person?”

“A myth,” your father said, looking even more concerned. “A story made up by people with too much imagination. Jaelah, now I’m really worried about you.”

Your mother hasn’t stopped looking at Roscoe. “Why haven’t you said a single word? You can talk, can’t you?”

“Because it’s not my place to intrude any more than I already am,” he said simply. “I have things to say and questions to ask, but Jaelah and you have history and a bond that demands that comes first. Besides, my creator endowed me with the wisdom to know when it is better to keep my mouth shut.”

You mother barked a laugh. “Well, I suppose that’s a point in your favor.” She focused her attention on Jaelah. “I’m glad you have natural eyes again. I didn’t think that was possible. I’ve head all kinds of crazy rumors about these so-called Ancients, and I have to say it sounds outlandish. Fanciful. How exactly does someone prove crazy stories are true?”

[terrymixon]

Walt-
”Bona (on Link), If Bills were to fabricate a shield of the same Chrystalin material here, do you think she could bind the two and seal the leak up? I think that might work.”

“Very possibly, but should we be advertising that capability?”

Walt to Bona on Link-
”The only thing advertised will be that we can take an exotic Chrystal substance and replicate and fabricate one element of it and then bind two pieces of the same substances together. They’ll think we just analyzed the chemical composition of the Christal and fabbed just another piece of that

Metz’ is already openly doing far more than that. His rep will be imprinted all over 268 soon enough if Roscoe and Jaelah have their way. If tempering the negative effect is desirable enough by Tourmaline, she just might part with it for a few hours. Then she doesn’t need to see the process. She just saw me out on my Intelligence boosting medallion. They’ll deduce it’s Ancients tech too. Perhaps leave that as collateral if she’s not desperate enough to outright part with it temporarily?”

“Actually, seeing the process might be better. Less like some kind of trick that way.”

[joertexas]

They all look at you blankly. “What is an Ancient?” your brother asked. “A really old person?”

“A myth,” your father said, looking even more concerned. “A story made up by people with too much imagination. Jaelah, now I’m really worried about you.”

Your mother hasn’t stopped looking at Roscoe. “Why haven’t you said a single word? You can talk, can’t you?”

“Because it’s not my place to intrude any more than I already am,” he said simply. “I have things to say and questions to ask, but Jaelah and you have history and a bond that demands that comes first. Besides, my creator endowed me with the wisdom to know when it is better to keep my mouth shut.”

You mother barked a laugh. “Well, I suppose that’s a point in your favor.” She focused her attention on Jaelah. “I’m glad you have natural eyes again. I didn’t think that was possible. I’ve head all kinds of crazy rumors about these so-called Ancients, and I have to say it sounds outlandish. Fanciful. How exactly does someone prove crazy stories are true?”

Jaelah sends to Roscoe. "That's fine, I don't think they're being surveilled. Can we use a portal to our home at this distance, or do we have to use the ship?"

"This is quite real, I assure you, and it's opened up new opportunities, and new problems, for us. You will see what I mean. If you can get ready to come with me for a couple of hours, I will show you what I've gotten myself into, and introduce you to more of my friends."

[Thumper]

“Actually, seeing the process might be better. Less like some kind of trick that way.”

"Mmm, ok? Maybe we should give them an option.

Turning again to Tourmaline:
"I don't think we can repair this sufficient to return it to it's original condition. But we might be able to stop the power leak. No guarantees, but a couple of our partners are, quite literally, among the Imperium's foremost experts in Ancient's Tech.

There's two ways of going about this. I can take this to my people...collateral can be arranged.

If that's not acceptable, I can ask if I can bring you to my people.

My ask is you train me and some of my partners.

Deal?

[terrymixon]

They all look at you blankly. “What is an Ancient?” your brother asked. “A really old person?”

“A myth,” your father said, looking even more concerned. “A story made up by people with too much imagination. Jaelah, now I’m really worried about you.”

Your mother hasn’t stopped looking at Roscoe. “Why haven’t you said a single word? You can talk, can’t you?”

“Because it’s not my place to intrude any more than I already am,” he said simply. “I have things to say and questions to ask, but Jaelah and you have history and a bond that demands that comes first. Besides, my creator endowed me with the wisdom to know when it is better to keep my mouth shut.”

You mother barked a laugh. “Well, I suppose that’s a point in your favor.” She focused her attention on Jaelah. “I’m glad you have natural eyes again. I didn’t think that was possible. I’ve head all kinds of crazy rumors about these so-called Ancients, and I have to say it sounds outlandish. Fanciful. How exactly does someone prove crazy stories are true?”

Jaelah sends to Roscoe. "That's fine, I don't think they're being surveilled. Can we use a portal to our home at this distance, or do we have to use the ship?"

“We can use it at any distance, but we have to be aboard the ship to walk through it.”

"This is quite real, I assure you, and it's opened up new opportunities, and new problems, for us. You will see what I mean. If you can get ready to come with me for a couple of hours, I will show you what I've gotten myself into, and introduce you to more of my friends."

They look uncertain, but as you are family, they agree.

[gurusql]

Kit / Everyone in the scrum at the bar

"Nsobi, I still owe you that dinner, but tonight cannot be that night, but soon, I hope very soon." He does not let the two ladies pay for their drinks.

Nsobi smiles and then blushes again and says shyly "Ankit Ghoshal, would it have been very "forward" of me to have arranged a table for two here? I asked for the indulgence of the Ambassadorial staff and received a personal reply from the Ambassador himself. He said he would be delighted if the Consulate's Diplomatic Mission here could devote any resource to honouring the victor of Spion Kop. He also asked your permission to use the action as a military teaching aid. He would appreciate it if you could deliver a personal account of the action. But... I would understand... if you were busy... or had important duties this evening...".

Kit

Kit laughs awkwardly. "Nsobi, first and foremost, I have to insist that you call me Kit. Given the you have set-up the meal and already cleared it with the Ambassador himself, it would be rude for me to say 'No'. I will happily accept, so 'Yes'. In terms of addition information about the SEMC tactics Spion Kop, I would of course need to clear it with the Colonel before revealing an additional information, I of course have certain legal responsibilities as I am sure you understand."

Kit will start to lead Nsobi over to the table, knowing full well that he will get a healthy amount of grief for this from the SEMCers. He pulls out her chair and after the two are seated, he will try to keep his attention and thoughts well grounded in the moment.