Space Piracy

*first of all just want to apologize for not posting for about a page and a half now (at least). I've been away on holiday since friday and only got back yesterday :s*

Arka Brough

Arka had been genuinely afraid when the other pirate ships had collided with the police vessel but things were finally coming back under control when out of the blue this towering man had asked, well demanded, that Arka accompany him back to his ship. Arka watched in a slight daze as his captain hesitantly agreed to the man, Grif's terms and then dismissed Arka to prepare for departure. Arka shook himself from his momentary stupour and hurried back to his quarters where he hurriedly threw as many items as he could fit into a case. Luckily cadet's weren't allowed a great deal of belongings on the ship at Arka's stage so he managed to pack pretty much everything, bar two pairs of socks and a flashlight. He stuffed the flashlight into the deepest available pocket of his uniform and, on his way past, threw the socks into Bunser's room. As he walked down the corridor Arka felt many emotions in quick succesion: sadness mixed with anticipation both down to the fact that he was already leaving the safety of training and also fear and excitement of what he might face. But the strongest feeling of them all was relief. Relief that he may never have to listen to his former-neighbour's tastes in music again. Arka preoccupied himself with that thought, blocking out the uncertaintity and preparing himself to look as impressive as he could to his new captain. He was soon back with him.

Lenala Jaymes

The ship had only been traveling for an hour or so when Stevenson sought out Lenala again. She had been relaxing in her small study aboard the ship, planning out the best way to get Gelding to Eisenstein's ship.

"Excuse me, Captain Jaymes." Stevenson said, leaning in the doorway.

Lenala looked up from her maps. "Yes, Stevenson?"

"We are approaching Eisenstein's ship." he said.

This news shocked Lenala. She had been almost sure they would avoid any sight of his ship. She had expected being able to reach their destination where they could find a more suited pirate to get Gelding to the ship.

"Bypass it with as much distance as possible between us." Lenala instructed.

Suddenly, Gelding was pushing past Stevenson and standing in front of Lenala. "Bypass his ship?" he said. "My daughter is on that ship! She is in danger and you wan't to bypass the ship!?"

Lenala sighed and stood in front of the man. "Captain Eisenstein and I do not have a pleasant past. Surely it would not be in your daughters best intrest for me to take you aboard. But if you insist, I suppose I can try."

((I won't be back on until sunday, so do what you will with the Noronians for now.))

Mikael Eisenstein

I was sat in my chair by the view screen when i saw a familiar ship number appear on the long range scanners. The Jaymes ship was back in buisness after our last encounter. Lenala was going to be peeved with me. First i dumped her then i stole and crashed her ship. Ahh the good old days when me and Doug would go out and drink were now long gone. Without realising i had begun hailing her ship.
"Hey there Lenala. Hows things?" I asked with a self aggrandising smirk.

**Despite my previous warnings, I may be able to post a bit this weekend**

Lenala Jaymes

"Hey there Lenala. Hows things?" Mikael asked Lenala after hailing her ship.

Lenala had warned Gelding to stay hidden until her cue, when Stevenson would help sneak him over and sneak him and his daughter back.

"Mikael." she said. "Things have been fine."

"I see your ship is running again."

Lenala tried hard to hold back a scowl and an annoyed tone. "No thanks to you."

Mikael

"Ooh thats cold." I replied feigning a hurt look. "I was drunk, i would never have done anything to hurt you on purpose."
"What like dump me at the grand pirate ball?"
"Ok i guess i deserve that. Still at least your back in the sky."
"No thanks to Dougs emergency landing."
The mention of his name caused a sharp pang of lonelyness to rise in me.
"So anyway, have you got a job going yet?"
"Erm, no. Nothing yet. You?"
"Not right now. Just finishing up a raid, then we need to find a place to keep a prisoner." I had decided earlier i would let Sam go. After all she had done nothing wrong except fall asleep by the wrong pack of crates.

Lenala Jaymes

"A prisoner, huh?" Lenala asked. "I've never seen anywhere on your ship suitable to keep a prisoner. Unless of course you are refering to that sorry excuse for a brig."

"Exactly why we need a place."

Lenala nodded. "We, huh? So the great Mikael has opened up his ship to a crew again? I thought you could handle everything on your own, or at least with only the help of Doug."

Mikal cringed at the mention of his friend. Lenala knew she had hit a hard spot with the first mention of his name. Lenala felt a pang of sadness when she mentioned Doug also. She had always liked him better than Mikael.

Milo Jaymes

Milo yawned and stretched, blinking a few times as he adjusted to the light. There was always an odd lighting on a ship in space. "Never could get used to it." he said to himself.

He stood and left the cargo hold of the ship, emerging on the deck. There were only a few crew members about, mostly doing crew things. Though Milo never did know what a crew on a ship was supposed to do.

Milo searched about for his sister, who would likely not be glad to see him. The whole issue with Gelding had seemed too interesting to pass up, though. Even if it did mean he would have to lay off any sort of drink or questionable substance for a few days. Soon enough he would be in the pirate capital of the star system, certainly he would be able to find all sorts of new concotions there.

Gelding Noronian

Noronian was waiting just outside the main control room in the hall, listening with rapt attention to the conversation between Lenala and Mikael. His heart leapt to his throat when he heard Eisenstein's words. A prisoner? So she was still alive, and he still had her.

He let out a sigh of relief. Now he just had to get over there... if only he could let her know that he was alright, and that soon she would be to.

"Hey you," came a slightly slurred voice.

Noronian turned and saw Lenala's brother approaching him. "Yes, can I help you?" he asked with a slight frown.

Grif

Grif met Arka at the airlock. Grif opened the airlock to entered the tunnel between the two ships. Arka followed.

"The Gryphon is a big ship, but it has plenty of surprises inside. There are going to be plenty of things you don't understand, you may ask about them and you'll get an answer, within reason. I don't know how everything works either."

"Yes, sir."

"Your main role here is to be an observer. I will require you to be present on the bridge during a battle. There is a chance that our ship may be boarded, so you will be given additional training. Ms. Adelaide will see to that," Grif said.

"I'll try to stay out of the way of your crew," Arka said.

"That shouldn't be too difficult. Other than Ms. Adelaide and myself, you are the only other person on the ship," Grif said.

Mikael

"We, huh? So the great Mikael has opened up his ship to a crew again? I thought you could handle everything on your own, or at least with only the help of Doug." Her comment had hit a raw nerve and she knew it.
"Yes. I have opened the Rhino up to a crew again although honestly, i do wish i had more male company. Still all in good time. First i find a nice safe hidey hole for Dougs revenge before i think about replacing him." Replace, i thought bitterly, no one could replace him.
"Revenge for Doug?" She asked giving me an odd look. Instantly i realised i had said too much.
"Anyway it's none of your buisness. Again sorry for the ship. Its good to know i still have some friends up here in the void." With that i cut communications and headed for where my fathers new ship, the Black Scorpion, was berthed. As we drew along side it was clear the ship had room for a entire army, let alone a crew. Its vast sleek shell giving away none of its deadliness. Its glossy black surface was stolen stealth technology while the ship itself was modelled after the Spiral Guards elite interceptors. It vast size may have caused people to believe it was slow and therefore vulnerable but that too had been seen to using stolen repulsor technology.
My fathers Crimson Fleet, his final attempt to get his name engraved in the sacred Codex Traitoris Pirata, the great book the Spiral Guard kept of the worst pirates of all time. If your name was in the book then all your decendants would forever be hunted and revered as the greatest pirates of all time.

Milo Jaymes

"You seem my sister?" Milo asked Gelding.

Gelding turned back away from him, already knowing not to be bothered by this pathetic man. "She's busy, leave her alone."

Milo walked away from the man, mumbling to himself. "I'll do whatever I want."

Out of the corner of his eye, Milo noticed his sisters ship was within boarding distance with another one. "There we go." he said.

With much more ease than expected, Milo was on board the ship and wandering around.

*That's Mikael's ship by the way. Milo is just feeling left out and causing whatever frustration he can*

Lenala Jaymes

Communications broke between the two captains, leaving Lenala with an odd feeling inside her. Mikael had meant so much to her, Doug had meant much as well, and it was hard to shake that from her. Especially since...

No, she would not think about that right now. It was her business and not Mikaels, and not meant to be worried over on this mission.

Lenala marched out of the control room and to the hall where Gelding stood. She jumped as she ran into him, not expecting him to be so close.

"Ready to rescue your daughter?" she asked.

Gelding Noronian

Noronian's expression gave her a steely smile. "Quite. Do you have a blaster I could use for the time being?"

Lenala looked torn between amusement and wariness. "Uh, do you think you could use it?"

He laughed. "I was practically raised at the shooting ranges. My aim is, if it's not to much to say, quite good."

"Shooting at a target and shooting at an actual person aren't the same thing," Lenala said. "What if you-"

"Eisenstein took my daughter," he said curtly. "Do you think I'd hesitate to shoot him?"

Mikael

"Georgie, Krysten, be on high alert. I may have told Miss Jaymes too much and she is one of the few people i know foolish enough to attempt a boarding of the Rhino."
"Yes Captain." Came the melodic calm reply of Krysten. From Georgies headset, however, there was static followed by a stream of profanities.
"She hit me! She bloody HIT me! Captain please get down here asap. I have recaptured an escapee prisoner and i am sorely tempted to knock her around." Came Georgies cold reply. I could almost imagine the steel look in her eye and the tension in her arm as she resisted the urge to las out.
"Alright i'm on my way. Krysten make sure the other prisoner is secure. Don't be afraid of using a little force." With that i sped off down the corridor toward Georgie and Evin.

Evin Noronian

Georgie had reacted much more quickly to Evin's punch than she'd anticipated. Just as she made to dart around the pirate, the captive found herself slammed up against the hall with her arm twisted behind her back.

She heard Georgie swear into her radio. "She hit me! She bloody HIT me! Captain please get down here ASAP. I have recaptured an escapee prisoner and i am sorely tempted to knock her around."

"Alright, I'm on my way. Krysten, make sure the other prisoner is secure. Don't be afraid of using a little force," squawked the radio.

Evin squirmed around in an attempt to break free, but it earned her arm a painful twist. She cried out and stood still.

"So you can learn," Georgie snarled, pushing Evin a little harder against the wall.

Heavy footsteps came pounding down the hall, and she stiffened. She was in big trouble...

"Well well well," came Eisenstein's voice from behind her. There was a sharp pain in her scalp as he yanked her head back by her hair so he could see her face. "What are we going to do with you?"

Evin gulped. She didn't bother saying anything as she didn't want to make her situation any worse.