A15 (-1W due to being shocked and thrown into wall) Mulch seemed pleased with Loots lack of complaining now that he had made some proper adjustments...but then there was the matter of his silence. "Lootz? Youz okay now? " Tapping him with a wrench, then a hammer, then stabbing him with a screw driver the Ork became concerned. "Bah Lootz, youz gotten zogged up! " Scratching his chin the Ork tore out the Servitors mouth grill, deciding to play around in his gutted fleshy bits to try and fix the problem. To little avail, binding several wires together with spit, dung from the rodents infesting the vessel and the odd bit of oil he shoved the Vox-grill back into place and moved on to investigating his modifications to the Servitors limbless arm sockets. "Lessee 'ere...waz we gotz..." Rootting around inside he found some sparking wires. "Well deres da problem! Deyz not sparky enough. "Tugging out a bundle of cables he gnawed away at them until his body jolted, sending him flying into the wall with a titanic crash that dented the hull. Grumbling Mulch rolled onto his side before sitting up. "Now dats some muckin about..." Tapping his head with his new wrench he looked back to Loot. "Well 'ey dere! " 'Loot' was making sound again at least, the shorted burnt wires were sparking in large enough sprays to actually get power to his Vox Grill. "Please Insert Command Chip. " Mulch twitched his way over toward his toy. "Command chip? I'z got commands but no chips! Gonna needz ta find me some of doze...FER NOW DOH! " Mulch set about reducing just how much sparking was actually happening, even he wasn't stupid enough to think that all those sparks were safe so near to the furniture or his stolen oils. Those sparks needed to be inside! Through Orky logic this would essentially turbo-drive his capabilities if he wasn't completely gimped. "I'll have ta go bover dat Cyber 'umie git. Maybe 'e 'as a chip I kin borrow. "
Torek fidgets as he smells something new in the air, vastly different from the humans that had been occupying his sense of smell ever since he had first arrived on Dreadhaven. Leaning out and glancing down the hallway, he sees activity in the briefing room. Some new task being given? Unwilling to miss another opportunity to begin his career anew, the Kroot rises and makes his way there. Making note of the towering giant, taller even than he and with a stronger odor than some Krootox and the two Eldar; their scents a new addition to the humans, Kroot, and Orks he had met in his life, he more or less barges into whatever conversation is currently in place, "Captain, I have given it some thought. A hunter of bounties would not make many friends on Dreadhaven. There is money to be made in such a business, however." Torek crosses his arms in an all too human fashion, waiting impatiently for thoughts on such an idea.
OOC: Wound added to character sheet (also, lol) ''So you wish to widen our contact network? I can see the value in that. You go ahead,'' the captain said. Task: A19 Players: Alldoom Objective: Find a Ork contact and negotiate a deal with them for their potential aid in the future. Reward: 100 exp ''We took a bounty down last time we were there, I'm sure our contact in the information broker will be happy to oblige requests for a further bounty,'' the captain said. Task: A20 Players: Sunblitz Objective: Visit the information broker, ask him for a bounty hunter contract. Reward: 100 exp OOC Notes: You could work with the guys on A18 for the journey there, and split away once you're given a different contract. ---- ''Captain, we're now entering orbit above Dreadhaven,'' the helmsman said. ''Very good. Put the Vengeance in to a steady orbit, we'll use the Valkyrie to transport those who need to go to the planet's surface down,'' the captain said. ''Aye, cap'n.'' OOC: You can go your separate ways and set about your tasks now. Also remember, when grouping with folks from different timezones, that really slowed one of the tasks down last time, so it might be worth keeping that in mind.
A13 (It was 13 wasn't it? XD) "I was waiting for you, machine man." She took her Data-slate out and opened the window with the required security identification, handing it over to the machine adept. "Can you access those files?" The Tau asked.
The Skitarii was amazed that the young Tau was actually talking to him...considering their last exchange.He took the data-slate and spared a quick glance on it,then turning to Tau he broadcasted: "I can Shi Monat."
A13 (still hope that was the right number) "Would you then access those files for me? They are from that Security Building of the Asteroid Base-Mine-Thing." The Blueskin replied, tilting her head and crossing her arms, tapping her right foot on the ground being somewhat impatient.
His bionic eyes were constantly zooming in and out from young Tau`s face.Its facial patent was incredibly complex...even human.He shook from that heretical notion and broadcasted: "Why would i help you?We both see each other as animals."
The Tau facepalmed herself and sighed. "See that is wrong with you machine guys. You are too logical in your brain and miss the obvious. We are requiring each other here and who I see as animal and who not is still my choice." She started after letting another sigh out. "Look, we both here work under that captain guy and whatever in that darn security files is could be some good stuff for more loot, money and crap. So if we present him whatever we found and it may have some value, then we get the bigger share in the future, he will appreciate us perhaps a bit more and treats us a little less like the scum we are."
As the Valkyrie touched the ground, a group of pirates headed towards the information broker. On their way down there, Razauil whistled, obviously being in a good mood after the completed task. Not to mention the next one. Slaves were always needed and they were one of the best sources of cash. But they still had couple of blocks to pass, so he began to chat with his teammates. "So, Jalp. What do you plan on buying with your hard earned credits?"
There was no flaw in the young Tau`s logic. "I didnt knew this was from the Captain.I thought it was on more personal basis.Very well...i see no flaw with your logic."said the Skitarii as he interfaced with the cogitators.Using Electro-grafts he communicated with the devices Machine Spirit.It yielded its secrets pretty fast. "Here you go Shi Monat."said the skitarii as he gave the data-slate to the xeno. OOC:bb in 1-2hours
