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Conall Barclay

Conall Barclay had elected to remain behind when the crew went out drinking. He had never been one for alcohol, truth be told. Besides, someone had to stay and watch over the ship. The last time the ship was left unattended in a lawless and backwards system like Alpha Base, some little bastard had spray-painted 'Kat x Booker 4ever' in bright purple letters on the ship's side.

He looked at the faded remnants of the vandalism and frowned disdainfully. He was seated on a metal folding chair in front of the ship's entrance ramp. His Beam Rifle, named Eliza, was partially disassembled in his lap. He was inspecting it for what was perhaps the fifth time that day - it was a habit of his.

"You're always so clingy," complained a woman who was sitting in an identical folding chair next to him. Her hair was jet black, and her eyes a deep blue. She wore faded green camouflage clothes.

Conall startled at the voice. Then, he cautiously looked around. Satisfied that nobody seemed to be watching, he decided to reply.
"Weapon maintenance. Most important skill. Second only t' actually shooting,"
he said with a shrug.
"I don't see what reason you have t' complain."


"You could be doing other things," she shrugged.

"Such as?"
Conall asked.
"Getting drunk? Being recognized by strangers who either want me autograph or think I'm a war criminal? Or the ones who think I'm just a regular criminal?"


"Well, if you hadn't punched that A'kasi general at that one ceremony, when he tried to shake your hand, or-"

Conall grunted.
"What's done is done."


"Or smashed that one reporter's cam-"

"Enough!"
he barked. Beneath the gold, the Bitter Steel.

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There was silence. For a moment, Conall thought she was gone. He quickly looked over to her. No, she was still there. Watching him. Studying him.

"Conall," she finally said, after at least a minute had passed. "What did we fight for?"

The reply was automatic.
"A doomed world,"
he answered.

She shook her head. "Not a doomed world."

"Aye,"
Conall said grudgingly.
"It could have been saved."


"That's not what I meant," she chided. "And you know it."

"Then what the keth did you mean?"
he demanded.
"For someone who seems to have nothing better to do than talk to me, ye sure do seem to-"


Suddenly he stopped, when in the corner of his eye he noticed a figure off in the distance. Jaedan Castell. His captain. She was a good distance away - too far to have heard his conversation with... he looked to the side. The chair, and the woman who sat on it, were gone. Right. Of course.

"Captain,"
Conall said with a curt nod, once she had come within earshot.
"You'll be pleased t' know that nobody has absconded with our ship. Or at least I hope they haven't. It's been a good minute since I last turned around. It'd be a kething impressive thing, if in that time some rotter managed to sneak aboard it and fly off without making a sound."
He shrugged.
"But y' never know, do you? Now I'm almost afraid t' check."
Beneath the gold, the Bitter Steel.

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Pushing past her resentment, Jaeden wandered over to the ship in a nonchalant manner, hands still stuck in her pockets. Her icy blue stare passed over Conall for a brief moment as he greeted her, before glancing around and up at the Autumn Star for a moment. The faded vandalism caught her attention but only briefly - and she let out a quiet snort. Kat and Booker. She missed those two - but they were long since gone. Not dead, just settling down for a quiet life somewhere. It took them out of the Galactic Court's sight now that they weren't with the Autumn Star, and Jaeden did not dare reach out to them in case it made them a target.

Conall's voice cut through her thoughts with all the subtlety of a Ghiak Feith ship crash landing on a city planet. She looked over at him, the corner of her lips rising in the form of a small smirk.
"Well, if there's any who've snuck aboard, you'll be the one going in to get 'em out again,"
she pointed out, untucking a hand from her pocket to flick a lock of coppery red hair over her shoulder.
"Any trouble in my absence?"
She idly scratched just under her nose, where a bit of blood had been missed by Lorne and decided to dry onto her skin. The bruising that had started on her jaw had now blossomed into a fine cloud kind of shape in various shades of red and purple.
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08-Feb-2022 10:15:16

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The trip back to the Star was, almost surprisingly, quite uneventful. Alpha Base had a way of drawing chaos from everywhere, but it seemed that this particular excursion’s fun ended at the bar.

Still, Hathka wandered home. She took a scenic route, stopping to window-shop some market stalls, but ultimately decided against bringing anything else aboard. There was a nice pair of shoes… But Hathka hated that style. Too restrictive for the hunter’s tastes.

Before long, she ended up back at the Autumn Star in all its glory. Or, well, in about a third of its glory and two-thirds dust. Some scratches here and there. Maybe some blood? Still, it felt as glorious to see it as it had the day that Kanta first met Jaeden, some odd years ago.

Speaking of Jaeden, the captain seemed to be talking to Conall, though if Hathka’s enhanced hearing could make out the conversation from this distance, she did not indicate as such. The Kanta offered a loose salute in greeting to the sniper and the captain, but continued on up into the ship. No time like the present to do some last minute inventory checks for the food supplies on deck.

As she walked past, the splash of purple across the side of the ship brought a slight smile to the woman’s lips. Kat and Booker. It was a wonder that bit of tagging had lasted as long as it had – the two ran off ages ago. Hathka and Kat used to trade stealth secrets, so while there hadn’t been any direct contact with the couple, Hathka had heard through the grapevine that the two were “the proud parents of the Star’s next captain” as they claimed.

Hathka found that amusing – she couldn’t envision anyone other than Jaeden to lead this collection of misfits along. Though, to be fair, if anyone could raise the next Jaeden, it’d be Kat and Booker.

Wistful thinking aside, Hathka arrived to the galley. She tried to keep tabs of what the crew needed for quicker restocking at port, but going through with a fine-toothed comb was
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08-Feb-2022 22:39:11

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Conall Barclay

Conall shook his head.
"Nothing serious. Well, a spider did infiltrate th' bathroom, but it's dead now."
Then he paused, as he finally seemed to take notice of the captain's scars and bloodstains.
"What place did you rotters get yerselves banned from today?"
Beneath the gold, the Bitter Steel.

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Ghivar followed his nose, his nose followed the pale of juicy contents...maybe he tried to get a little sniff--maybe even a lick--but alas, without success.

Meanwhile, Cnossos dragged his tail back to the ship, which had only suffered from some graffiti and a sneaky spider.

The reptilian waltzed to the entrance ramp, still a little woozy from liquor. “Banned?” Cnossos crossed his arms, shoulders slightly swaying. “Plenty of dropped drinks, damaged furniture, busted noses, discharging of firearms, some guy having his kidneys cut out... Why would anyone ever ban us? If only you came...” He raised his arms and stepped back, “It would have been so much better!” then tripped over his tail, crashing with a thud, alcohol-induced dizziness swirling throughout his head.

Ghivar came to the scene, ears tilted back as the drunken lizard tried to get back up to no avail. The Kathiss turned his head and somewhat gestured to Conall. “I swear, it’s been like ten times since you cleaned that rifle today.”

09-Feb-2022 04:32:05

Taleisin
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Jaeden nodded, her expression serious.
"Need to be careful of those spiders. Dangerous things - especially the tiny ones. They're deadly to one's dignity."
A slight smirk appeared at the corner of her lips, indicating she was either joking or mocking him. Or perhaps both. She was about to respond further when Cnossos entered the conversation, and she snorted as he tripped over his own tail.

"....Yeah, someone decided to pick a fight with me in the old Queen's Gambit tavern. I think he was offended about something, but I've no idea what,"
she finished the explanation with a shrug of her shoulders. She raised her arms above her head and arched her back as she stretched out her full body with a yawn. A small crack or two could be heard from her back. She dropped her arms with a huff, glancing at Ghivar, then at Conall.

"I imagine he's preparing for the inevitable Great Spider Invasion,"
she commented dryly before glancing at her wrist computer.
"Hm. New mission details will be with us aaaany minute now. Anyone wanna place bets on what we'll be doing?"
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11-Feb-2022 19:04:34

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Not much happened on the walk back, which was undoubtedly a good thing. On a planet like this, there was perhaps a five percent chance of something neutral happening with the rest being bad outcomes. Half of the trip was spent running full diagnostics on everything they had, the pair of them checking to be absolutely sure that nothing had been disrupted by the lightning bolt sent their way. Fortunately, that was indeed the case, and everything was running smoothly.

As they approached the ship, there was yet another crew member there already, but this one was at least someone they could recognize from the files. If everyone that Auria had seen so far were the whole crew, though, there were less people left than she had thought. It was little wonder they didn’t have someone who filled her area of expertise…at least if what seemed to be the case actually was.

With nothing to add to a conversation between people who knew each other already, Auria just waited there, perhaps a bit awkwardly. She watched the antics of the drunken Cnossos, and while she didn’t laugh there was a snort in her head from Rhamnusia. A moment after that, the AI said,
Right, I’m gonna bring it in now.


Almost exactly as she said that in Auria’s head, her hologram appeared again and she asked, “
Captain, where should I drop the Wolf? There a hangar it can sit in?
”

With a sigh, Auria added, “
Sorry for the interruption…the Rolling Wolf is our mech, and she’s decided to bring it over now.
” Done in by the dubious doings of destiny.

12-Feb-2022 03:41:06

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Jaedan glanced over at Auria and her AI, giving both a sharp nod.
"Aye, take it into the hangar, I'll have our pilot open the doors for you,"
she responded before flicking on her wrist computer - this time turning on communications.

"Get the hangar doors open - we're bringing in a mech,"
she barked into it, before flicking a switch, changing the communication channel slightly.
"The rest of you, start getting back to the ship - we're about to get our next mission and I want everyone ready to move out!"


The order has been given - any second now, the Autumn Star's crew will receive the details of their next mission. What awaits them?!
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19-Feb-2022 10:07:49

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