Trade Platform Georgia (Station)

HMS-Hood

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the SAS fighter docks and the pilot who comes out is in full riot gear covered head to toe in bulletproof armour the man has mars automatic pistol on his leg, a SPAS-12 in his hands and a PPK light machine gun on his back along with a 15 Lb. sledgehammer the man screams, his voice echoing through the entire station, "HEY PRETTY BOY, WHERE THE FUCK IS D'ORO?!"

HMS-Hood
d'oro hearing, and knowing what was about to go down, he says to Trevor, "hey, you stay here and keep working on your aim," he grabbed Trevor and looked him in the eyes' "whatever you hear, whatever happens, do not, and I mean it, DO NOT FOLLOW ME!"

Drakador_Chaos

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The ship, as before, moved in its oddly smooth fashion towards the docking gantries, mechanical and nonmechanical locks moved into their designated places and atmospheres were exchanged, with a familiar hissing the airlocks opened and out came the oddly clothed Haden, once more.
He walked out into the corridor, presumably hearing the man in full armor yell down the corridor, and observed him with an oddly carefree, yet somewhat displeased look on his face.
Yet, he didn´t say anything, though neither did the man in Hawaii shirt and short trousers move, standing in the middle of the corridor with the hands in his pockets.

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HMS-Hood The area alarms blink blue!

Security level elevated: Blue Alert

A potential threat to the station has been identified. Docking protocols now require control room authentication.

Trevor mouths the words "the fuck..." as D'oro walks off. Not one to question a man of such authority... he continues practicing... but his focus was lost as he tried to understand what D'oro meant by that...

He noticed the hanger's docking clamps shunt as the blue alert was declared...

As the SAS man enters the lounge, he hears something shunt on his ships docking port. The docking bolts engaged, preventing him from undocking. Judging by the alarm sound... the station was already panicking from his arrival.

As the SAS pilot enters the station's main lounge, he notices a stairway leading upwards. The door at the end of the stairway shunts and clicks, as a red "bolt" light blinks on. The door was deadbolted... meaning someone on the other side bolted it manually.

Drakador_Chaos As the man docks again, he sees the alarms blink blue, and the docking bolts engaged on his ship. Judging by the silence... something was amiss.

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Drakador_Chaos the man grabs the mars pistol off his leg and trains it on Haden, "you are going to stay right the fuck there."

HMS-Hood

Compilatron the man makes a sickening and mad laugh, "YA THINK THAT CAN SAVE YOU BOY HA HA HAAA!!" Edward then hears the sickening sound of metal twisting and tearing as a sledgehammer bursts through the door "WELL YA GOT ANOTHER THING FUCKING COMING! AND THAT MIGHT JUST BE A 45. MAGNUM IN YOUR HEAD!"

Trevor soon understands the depth of d'oro orders as he then pulls his sabre and Makarov pistol he is only a few rooms away from the man, were he may meet his fate

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(BTW, since georgia's electronics are largely unprotected, if your character has engineering skills, they can easily bypass any doors authentication systems or bolting by splicing wires, if they're exposed. optionally: roll a 1d20 for wire splicing success, a failure means they accidentally touch the live wire and shock themselves.)

(Other notable things worth hacking: The rooms alarm system can be hacked to override the alert status, relinquishing some limitations, or to fuck with the atmospheric controls. This can also lead to a panic siphon, which can be good or bad depending on if you're wearing EVA equipment.)

HMS-Hood

Compilatron ((laughs in has 15Lb sledgehammer))

Drakador_Chaos

HMS-Hood
The man still hadn´t moved, he now turned around fully standing with his front towards the armored soldier...
Evidently he didn´t recoil at the sight of the pistol, he just... shrugged.
"Well, I suppose that depends on you, what do you intend to do on this station?"
He frowned, although at this range the man likely didn´t see that.
"You see, there´s been quite the pointless battle going on here just yesterday and everybody refused to listen to me, now I came back and the next thing happens, can´t have one day of peace, can I? ...not in greatest of moods right now."
He rolled his eyes when finishing his sentence, whilst this once more was likely not evident due to the distance between the two, he did actually comply to the mans... 'request' and hadn´t moved any closer.

HMS-Hood

Drakador_Chaos as he is beating down the door he says, "well buddy I came here to kill a man now please leave me to my business!" as he says this the head of his hammer crashes through the door

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HMS-Hood

As the man tears down the door, Edward drops to the floor, hands on his head. He surrenders!

But out of the shadows... a gun was cocked, and the man felt cold metal pressed between the fabrics of his helmet and jacket, his neck.

"Not so fast."

It was Jack... either filled with courage or stupidity. His little pistol would've been useless against the armor... but the comprimising position might've been the only way it could kill...

"Mind explaining what you're doing here on my fine station?"

Drakador_Chaos

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The man simply sighed.
"Your business? Ah, so, are you some sort of mercenary, or maybe a 'government official'? Some sort of vengeance?"
The man paused and continued.
"Are you looking for someone from this station? Or outside? I mean, most people just left yesterday evening anyways..."
He looked back into the gantry he came from and frowned again.
"You know, it would be really unfortunate if some of the staff of the station I was just about to take a day off on would die right now. Are you sure you want to do this? ...or why you are doing it to begin with?"

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Compilatron the man sighs, "isn't it just plain bloody obvious a runaway spec ops able to kill a man by just thinking about it, somebody has to clean the mess," the man rams his elbow into jack's diaphragm, spinning around to meet the man face to face he pulled the barrel of his shotgun to jack's head "now, where the FUCK! IS D'ORO!"

Drakador_Chaos
d'oro just about to turn the corner looks at the situation, quietly he slides the Makarov he had gotten when preparing the memorial for his fallen comrades

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HMS-Hood Paralysed by the hit, Jack tumbles down the stairs with a sickening thud...

"Fucking... what..." Jack gasped for air, "He's... fucking... downstairs..."

Jack tried to roll over... but struggles to move...

Drakador_Chaos

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Haden looked down the now empty corridor, with the armored man gone, or at least out of sight, he began walking down the corridor towards the controlroom without any particular hurry, looking up the staircase leading to the controlroom as he reached it...

HMS-Hood

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the man says, "now that wasn't so fucking hard, was it?" the man then walks through the hole he had made in the door, "now was it, hmm?" he looked around, "now COME OUT D'ORO BEFORE I KILL YOUR FRIEND!"

Drakador_Chaos
D'oro came sprinting at the man "YOU BASTARD!"
"ah, there you are," the man in armour said. sadly d'oro would be cut down in his charge by the fire of the man's spas-12 falling to the ground he quickly got up, being a bloody mess filled with buckshot being staggered he stood and fired three shots into the man's head perfectly in between his eyes but this was blocked by his armour the man shot him again keeling over on his side he fell

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Drakador_Chaos Jack came crashing down the stairs, his pistol rolling down with him. He was in pain... and the SAS man was up the stairs.

Drakador_Chaos

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Haden looked down at Jack, sighed and then shook his head, although whether it was in disapproval of what Jack did, or about what the armored soldier did, was unknown.
He didn´t say anything, though he did grab Jack by his shoulders and moved him to the side of the doorframe, where he wouldn´t be hit by any stray bullets, and leaned him against a wall.
He walked back to the doorframe leading up to the controlroom and frowned once more, looking first at Jack and then in a both expressive and questioning manner up the staircase.

Dumb

Compilatron the ship automatically corrects its course after receiving the flight path and landed at the designated area. Upon landing, the door automatically opens up, but no one came out of it

"Hard to say"

Behind Edward came the feminine voice of Dasha, who casually stroll around the room without much care

"Looks like there are new friends arriving after I left the first time too, mind if I go do some meet-and-greet?"

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Then... as she realised what is going on around her, the calm yet fake smile on her face quickly fades away and replaced with a stern look

"Wha-what the hell is going on here?"

She quickly rushed to Edward's side, and quickly do some simple checking, before raising up and face Jack, clutching his stomach, as well as his ominous companion

Drakador_Chaos
"So, who are you? and did you harm these two poor fellow?"

Drakador_Chaos

Compilatron (Dumb HMS-Hood )
Haden sighed when hearing the gunshots, seemingly more tired than surprised or shocked.
He looked at Dasha.
"If I did, would I be standing here?"
Regardless of whether he was wrong or right, he seemed really out of place in any case.
He began walking up the staircase, watching the scene through the hole in the door.

Dumb

Drakador_Chaos Compilatron (HMS-Hood )
Hearing the gunshot, Dasha seemed even more annoyed than she had been. With a jolt of both her arms, two "guns", connecting to the entire upper arm, appeared, while she points one of those towards Haden

"I...Look, either you and I go up there and solve whatever's up there, or give way for me. This place is quite interesting to me so I don't really want it to just disappear with just a bit of nuisance. As for you..."

She turns her head and looks at Jack

"I will teach you how to use that later"

HMS-Hood

Dumb
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Dumb
HMS-Hood
the air is filled with the sound of the man in the riot gear and armour in the lounge, laughing were d'oro still lay prone "now boy [insert evil laugh of a madman] nobody here is gonna save you, they're all pawns in this game of chess but you, you were something different, like you." the man took the shotgun in his hands once more and fired it four times into d'oro's chest the air was filled with the sudden silence, it was deafening "but orders are orders" this was the last thing the man said before finishing off the magazine by shooting him again in the chest. D'oro was dead, unconscious at the least.
The man said shouting out "well, here's what's going to happen next, seeing as your friend here is dead I can now leave or you can all fling yourselves at me and die so you're going to let me leave and unlock the docking port that my craft is docked to, it was a pleasure working with you, goodbye!" the man then started walking to the docking gantry where his fighter lay and waited for the station to unlock it

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Dumb Edward, huddled on the floor, seemed extremely surprised by Dasha's arrival...

"I.... sure..."

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Dumb Dasha noticed that Jack was, in fact, wearing the pack she had given. He was in too much pain shock to use it however... his old body hadn't taken a hit like that in a while..