Active Plots (Alphabetical) - Updated 8/21/2010

Can't I Have Any Time? - (Eruantion Doriath [?], Amonost Doriath [?])

End of Solitude - (Verda Stelo [?])

No More Grape Soda - (Alex Dean [?], Samuel Jorgenson [?], Leon Mecheeto [?])

Questionable Means - (Tawny Black [?], Ishkan Ma'z)

Author	Comment
Szyren Phoenix in Training 3/18/2008 11:58:27 PM Level: 1 Experience: 0 Total Posts: 122	RE: The Reckoning Szyren is still giggling in a heap against the wall, but manages to shove out the words-- Szyren: Pirate Pub --between breaths.  She attempts to straighten up, but lands instead on the floor, almost crying.  Finally, her stomach hurts enough to clear her head and she stands back up and straightens out her hair. Szyren: Now we get a taxi, yes? She decides to leave her coat off.  This, unfortunately, leaves her gun mercilessly exposed.  So she removes it from her belt, removes her belt from her pants, rolls up her pant leg, and straps the gun to her leg with the belt.  The belt was just for decoration anyways.  Her pants stay up just fine without it. She's seen people do it that way in movies, with the leg-gun-belt-strappy manuever.  Now her leg seems to bulge in rather a morose way.  If people ask her about it, she intends to tell them it's a tumor. Sometimes you get a better perspective of things when they're up-side-down.
Neil Castle Some Crazy Merc Dominion Master 3/19/2008 6:33:18 PM Level: 1 Experience: 0 Total Posts: 125	RE: The Reckoning Neil barely makes out "Pirate Pub" in her giggle fit, but he knew that much already anyway. He watches her fit with a mixed reaction, feeling as if he should do something, but having had similar episodes in the past, he finally settles on leaving her alone. She gets through it, just like he imagined. Neil: Yes. Taxi. I haven't taken enough of those today. Neil watches with great interest as Szyren straps the gun to her leg. Neil: I bet you're thinking you can pass it off as some growth or an alien parasite that's slowly altering your DNA and the atmosphere. I mean, I'd buy that. But if you actually need it, where's that gun going to be? He waves at a taxi and turns back to Szyren. He thinks for a moment. Neil: But I guess that's what I'm for. He flashes an innocent grin and gets into the taxi that has stopped near them.
Szyren Phoenix in Training 3/20/2008 1:57:13 AM Level: 1 Experience: 0 Total Posts: 122	RE: The Reckoning Szyren: Ooh! Alien growth! I like that better than tumor... She walks, rather awkwardly, into the taxi and situates herself on the seat.  She decides she doesn't like the whole leg-gun-strappy thing after all, and takes it off.  She puts the belt back and sticks the gun back in the belt. Szyren: Well... this is Perrenor, so I guess it really doesn't matter if they know I've got a gun-- She realizes the ridiculousness of that statement and crams the gun back up into the hollow space between her back and her backpack.  Its easy to get to, but not obvious. Szyren: Right. She imagines Neil is watching her, with great amusement, and whether or not he is, she turns on him and starts to wag a finger in front of his face. Szyren: So where do you keep your guns, Mr.  In a duffle bag? No one will see that coming. She crosses her arms over her chest and sits back into the seat just as they arrive to the pub and the taxi driver verbally kicks them out.  Szyren opens her door and scampers out before Neil, leaving him to pay as she bursts through the bar door. The tavern is adequately, though not subtly, named.  Things that typical pirates should have are all over the walls and there is a massive amount of palm tree type decorations.  The bartenders all wear patches over one eye and have a robotic parrot sitting on their shoulders. In the cliché darkest corner of the pub sits a lone man, looking especially sour-faced and plastered, at the same time.  Szyren saunters over to him and plops herself into a chair at his same table.  The man looks up at her from a very large tankard of ale and growls. Man: Whad’ya want? Szyren: Are you a pirate? Man: Who wants to know? Szyren: I do! The man looks perplexed, almost as though he thought it would be harder. Sometimes you get a better perspective of things when they're up-side-down.
Neil Castle Some Crazy Merc Dominion Master 3/20/2008 10:52:16 AM Level: 1 Experience: 0 Total Posts: 125	RE: The Reckoning Neil throws cash at the driver and hurries after Szyren. Neil: Can't you smell it? He holds up the duffle bag. Neil: It's a gym bag! Specially formulated stink spray! He takes a big whiff. Neil: I can't smell it anymore. Which probably isn't good... but nobody will suspect me. He looks toward his armpit, but decides against it. He bolts back to attention. Neil: But I'll have you know, I keep the rest of my guns-- He realizes he's inside a pirate pub. He quiets. Szyren seems to zip into the darkest back corner and immediately initiates conversation with the shady man there--dressed in rags and a pirate hat. Man: Arr, well who are ye and why are ye up in me business?
Szyren Phoenix in Training 3/20/2008 2:07:16 PM Level: 1 Experience: 0 Total Posts: 122	RE: The Reckoning Szyren isn't really paying much attention to Neil at this point, though she notices that he isn't sitting at the table with them and hopes he will arrive shortly. Now that she's here, with the pirate, Szyren realizes that she never actually thought through what to say in this situation, but she tries her best anyway. Szyren: My name is Szyren. I'm looking for someone that was kidnapped by pirates... well... 4 years ago, actually.  I really just want to find the pirates that did it so they can tell me what happened to him.  He was a pilot… He called himself Starch. Szyren has become almost deathly serious, she doesn't even blink when she's talking.  Her voice has an edge to it.  If Neil were to sit down with them now, she wouldn’t even notice, so intense is her focus. Man: Well, Szyren— He struggles to pronounce her name, but manages to pull it off. Man: I know nothing about y’er pirates, nor no pirate kidnappings that happened four years ago. Szyren: It was in the delta sector of the Charlu System. Man: Never been there. Szyren: Don’t you pirates have territories?  Whose space is that?  Whose was it four years ago? The pirate takes a long drink from his tankard and swallows heavily.  The light of recognition had flashed in his eyes, Szyren knows he knows something. Man: Just how desperate are ye, missy?  What would ye be willing ta do ta be havin' my bit of information? Szyren only pauses to consider for a second. Szyren: What is it that you want me to do? Sometimes you get a better perspective of things when they're up-side-down.
Neil Castle Some Crazy Merc Dominion Master 3/20/2008 9:30:37 PM Level: 1 Experience: 0 Total Posts: 125	RE: The Reckoning Neil sidles on over to the corner table, but remains standing, facing out into the open. He briefly glances over at the pirate and gives a pathetic little wave and smile, and returns to looking around uneasily. Perrenorian pubs? Okay. Not comfortable, but okay. Perrenorian pubs about pirates? Not okay. He questions his agreeing to come here. He notices, in the distance, a man with a gold tooth. He finds this uplifting and swings around, sitting down in the booth quickly and paying careful attention to what is being discussed.
Szyren Phoenix in Training 3/21/2008 12:48:28 AM Level: 1 Experience: 0 Total Posts: 122	RE: The Reckoning The pirate leans forward and Szyren notices his breath is just as bad as the bodyguard she had to talk to earlier.  What is it with the scary-types and not brushing their teeth?  When he opens his mouth to speak, she can clearly see the cause of his sour odor, several of his teeth have rotted out and left gaping holes in his mouth, which he hasn't seemed to let bother him in the slightest. The distraction lasts for only a millisecond before he actually starts to say anything. Pirate: There be a man who's done me a terrible wrong.  He's stolen me ship and with it, all me earthly treasures. Szyren makes a comprehending sound and the pirate continues. Pirate: Now, I ain't holding no grudge against this man, for he be a pirate like meself, it's only his nature to be doin' the things he's done, but I want me treasure returned to me. Szyren: The treasure is on the ship? Pirate: Ye be daft, missy?  Pirates never leave their most prized possessions on their ship.  They bury it, somewheres that no one else be finding it. Szyren: Then why don't you go and get it yourself? Pirate: That be the problem.  I can't find exactly where I buried it.  It was somewhere out in uncharted space.  There be a map on me ship-- Szyren dares to interject Szyren: You have a map of uncharted space? Pirate: Don't be interupting an old space-dog, missy, unless ye be itchen to loose y'er tongue. Szyren shuts her mouth, but can't quite get over the irony. Pirate: That's better. Sometimes you get a better perspective of things when they're up-side-down.
Neil Castle Some Crazy Merc Dominion Master 3/21/2008 2:55:36 PM Level: 1 Experience: 0 Total Posts: 125	RE: The Reckoning (Sorry for the short posts, but you seem to be handling this so I'm not sure what to do at the moment. ) Neil: This is kind of complicated. Pirate: Ye want t' know about pirates, don'tche? Neil: No; she does. I'm just in it for buried treasure. The pirate casts him an untrusting glance. Pirate: Well, there's some o' that too if'n you wants to be stealin' from the man what stole from me. Neil suppresses gleeful giggles.
Szyren Phoenix in Training 3/21/2008 3:33:01 PM Level: 1 Experience: 0 Total Posts: 122	RE: The Reckoning ((Well, I felt like I didn't take charge enough with the NPC's so I'd handle this one. xDD But feel free to add whatever you want. ;) Szyren notices Neil has sat and smiles warmly at him, though silently resents the interruption. The pirate looks back to Szyren who returns her attention to him earnestly.  The pirate seems to appreciate it and now wishes for her to wallow in suspense.  He cracks his neck, the sound sends shivers up Szyren's spine and she feels her eye beginning to twitch impatiently. Szyren: So you want us to get you the map? Pirate: Of cour'e. Szyren: And then you'll tell us whose space the delta sector was four years ago? Pirate: That be the deal.  So, what say you? He sits back in his chair and takes another swig of his drink.  He sets it down on the table and it resonates with an empty thud. Szyren takes the chance of looking to Neil because, as tempting as it is, she’s not going to sign him up for something without his consent.  And she really wants him to come with. Sometimes you get a better perspective of things when they're up-side-down.
Neil Castle Some Crazy Merc Dominion Master 3/21/2008 4:00:15 PM Level: 1 Experience: 0 Total Posts: 125	RE: The Reckoning Neil appears to be thinking deeply. But he's really just staring at the giant mole on the pirate's cheek. He snaps out of it. Neil: I was kind of hoping I wouldn't have to go anywhere. But... well, I've come this far. Maybe I'll just go cap Kyzer, collect the bounty, and head off. Pirate: ... Bounty hunter, are ye? Neil: No. Pirate: Oh. The pirate thinks, reaches for the tankard, and tries to take a sip, but finds that it's empty. He sets it down again angrily. Pirate: ... Yes ye are. Neil: Am not. Pirate: Are too, ye blighter! Neil: Am not! I just happened to take this bounty because I'm hungry and paying off hospital bills and I'm a pathetic, ugly son of a mother. Pity me. The pirate gives a sort of uneasy look. Pirate: ... Arr. Neil: You're dang right. He reaches across the table, grabs a handful of napkins, stuffs them into his pocket, and stands up. Neil: Let's go treasure hunting.

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