The comings and goings, Of the LNS-Cincinnati

[Fuski]

Still shaken, Segelinde had recovered from her failed assassination, Something Maverick had felt they had skirted by sending the Shiva instead. Loraine hopped into a ship aboard the Cincinnati, Taking one of the crew's personal wings instead. Dropped off some video of her doing math stuff out loud and various complex equations along with... A bra. Only Maverick Knew. A little surprise for Ganes before she returned home. She flew back to Rheinland, and was detained. Put on lockdown and eventually sent by Geoff Enfield to Omicron Alpha under the Supervision of Zeal, His Artificial Intelligence. Loraine had contacted them, telling them where she was. She was in pain. Detoxing from the Cardamine in her system.

To her, Breathing normal air was like taking a breath of needles. Her veins on fire. Her eyes and skin felt like they were being stabbed repeatedly. It was harsh to watch. But eventually she subsided. She was able to breathe normal air once more. While in a video call with Maverick and Ganes, she said "I'm done here. I'm coming." And left out of Alpha against anyone's command. Volker and Geoff didn't know. Not even Zeal. She flew from Alpha to the gate where the Cincinnati was. Maverick greeted her with a smile, and walked her to Ganes. That boy's face never was as bright as it was when she stood before him. They went to his quarters and weren't seen till the next morning. Maverick peered into Gane's room, where he saw a bunch of books of High tech, digibabble, papers of equations, more books, and things that not even Maverick could understand. He also saw Loraine, in front of Ganes, with his arm wrapped around her and the Bra she sent in the box, draped at the end of the bed. The only light lit in the room, was the paper mache model of Omicron Alpha in the corner. Maverick left the two alone, with a smile and walked away to the bridge.

Maverick entered the bridge to see a Call waiting for him. It was Joshua Hunt telling him that Volker Koch was looking for him and wanting to speak. Strange. Wonder how he knew. Stevens worked a little while sipping the morning brew, Wills and Maverick wait, also drinking coffee while Maverick also smokes a morning Cig.

Cincinnati and Volker of the BDM

The.Cincinnati: Stevens: I think this is the frequency. Hello? This is the bridge of the Cincinnati. Is this Koch?
BDM|Dkt-Volker.Koch: Guten tag.
BDM|Dkt-Volker.Koch: Koch here...
The.Cincinnati: Stevens: Good! Cap! I got the right one!
The.Cincinnati: Mav: Ah. Alright. Hello, Koch. This is Maverick O'Howell, Commander of the ship. I was informed that you needed to speak with me?
BDM|Dkt-Volker.Koch: Right, i'm looking for one of my agents. Agent Loraine. I do hope she is in good condition.
The.Cincinnati: Mav: Loraine... Loraine... Sounds familiar...
BDM|Dkt-Volker.Koch: Segelinde Loraine... to be exact.
The.Cincinnati: Wills: Ganes' other brain.
The.Cincinnati: Mav: OH! Right! Her.
The.Cincinnati: Mav: Right, right. I remember her. Some Kusarian looking girl? Scarrs from Port to Starboard?
BDM|Dkt-Volker.Koch: Scars? Oh well... what happened to her?
The.Cincinnati: Mav: Last I heard, she was speaking to my Comm's officer. She was in Alpha with Zeal, then said she was on her way to Coronado. She never came.
BDM|Dkt-Volker.Koch: So she isn't aboard of your ship?
The.Cincinnati: Mav: Not that I'm aware of. Nobody comes or goes without me knowing about it. Doors lock when I go to sleep.
BDM|Dkt-Volker.Koch: Oh. Well... But where could she be?
The.Cincinnati: Mav: Guess is as good as mine. Stevens, How was her health prior to leaving Alpha?
The.Cincinnati: Stevens: Uhhh... I believe she said she was able to breathe normal air without pain. After that, she said she was coming, but never showed.
The.Cincinnati: Mav: That about sum's up what we know, bud.
BDM|Dkt-Volker.Koch: That's... bad.
BDM|Dkt-Volker.Koch: Thank you anyway.
The.Cincinnati: Mav: Is it? What do you need with 'er?
BDM|Dkt-Volker.Koch: Not important.
The.Cincinnati: Mav: Hmm. If we see her, What should we tell her?
BDM|Dkt-Volker.Koch: Tell her to call me. So that i can be sure she is still alive.
The.Cincinnati: Mav: Mhmm. Sure thing. We apologize that we can't be any more help than that.
BDM|Dkt-Volker.Koch: Do you know which route she wanted to take from Alpha?
The.Cincinnati: Mav: Let me rack my brain here a bit...
The.Cincinnati: Mav: Stevens, did she say which way?
The.Cincinnati: *There's a great pause in the comms*
BDM|Dkt-Volker.Koch: Mister Maverick? Are you still there?
The.Cincinnati: Mav: Aye. I am. Anything Steve?
The.Cincinnati: Stevens: *Pauses* I can't think... Ganes may know.
The.Cincinnati: Wills: I, Uh.... I dunno. Drawing a blank captain.
BDM|Dkt-Volker.Koch: *He sighs deeply*
The.Cincinnati: Mav: Yeah. We got nothing. We were getting hit with some static from a flare in the system.
The.Cincinnati: Mav: Maybe if we review the blackbox, we may pin-point and piece something. But until then, we're out.
The.Cincinnati: Mav: If we come across a path, We'll letchya know.
BDM|Dkt-Volker.Koch: Thank you for your help.
BDM|Dkt-Volker.Koch: Koch out.

Several hours later, Maverick headed to the Barrier Gate Medical Bay to see Sylus and how he was doing. Meanwhile, the Crew head out to Cortez, by the lanes for a passtime of theirs. Called Counting Traders.

Counting Traders

Stevens: Count one tonight.
Maren.Santacruz: Evening, sirs.
Ganes: Even'in.
Stevens: A pirate train? Ain't seen one of those in some time.
Maren.Santacruz: How so?
Stevens: Just haven't been out much, I guess.
Ganes: Yeah, that's for sure.
Maren.Santacruz: That's strange behavour for a captain of a battleship. One would assume the opposite's the case.
Stevens: The captain isn't on the bridge.
Ganes: We're just counting traders. That's all.
Maren.Santacruz: Well, then, gentlemen, all power to you. I'll just be on my way.
Stevens: Treat those slaves nicely.
Maren.Santacruz: They'll find love on Malta. Don't you worry.
Ganes: Hm.

*Ganes sighs*

Stevens: What's up with you?
Ganes: Just... Thinking.
Stevens: About what?
Ganes: Segelinde.
Stevens: Oh, that girl that came to see you?
Ganes: Yeah.
Stevens: What's up with her?
Ganes: I don't know man. Just... Catching feelings.
*theres a pause between the two men*
Stevens: You know, she's not that bad of a looker.
Ganes: She is quite cute. But her mind is what really sets me off.
Stevens: How so?
Ganes: She's... Just so vastly smart.
Stevens: Something like you?
Ganes: yeah. I've not met someone so up to standard like me. Least... Not of the opposite gender.
Stevens: At least you're not Sylus.
Ganes: That is true. He's quite smart but he's so Narrow minded.
Stevens: Maverick's pretty smart.
Wills: Aye, 'e is.
Ganes: At least you're not in the boat with the three of us.
Stevens: I keep to my business, man.
Jimms: Ain't much for chatter either.
Stevens: You must have me mistaken.
Wills: Nah, 'e's roight. Ain' spoke much if'n ye's 'ad to.
Jimms: And you're not active much neither.
Stevens: I do speak. And I do my job. Safe to say I'm not getting sloshed in the back of the bridge.
Jimms: Oh-no-no-no, don' be turnin' this on th' rest o' us.
Ganes: You've been different since the whole Koria thing.
Stevens: That little girl? Are you nuts?
Wills: Oi' think'in it's som'n o' th' sort.
Stevens: That girl is like... Sugarland bait, bro.
Ganes: We're all sugarland bound anyway.
Stevens: If we even survive.
Wills: Since we've got enemies everywhere.
Ganes: That's true. Think... We'll retire?
Jimms: *Hic* that's up t' th' cap'n.
Wills: Speaking of, I wonder how he's doing with Sy.
Stevens: That's a good question. He got quite roughed up.
Ganes: Yeah... So headstrong.
Stevens: If Sy and Amy got into it, who do you think would win?
Wills: Well, I never saw the man fight.
Jimms: O'i think e'd 'ave 'is 'ands full.
Ganes: I think Amy would rip his head off.
Stevens: Clean off.
Wills: I think he's got more head in his ego than he does in his britches.
Jimms: Bruh.
Ganes: Oh dear god.
*Crew chuckles*
Stevens: I think he's just a showboat.
Wills: I think Amy would win 't be honest.
Jimms: She is quo'ite the power 'ouse, she is.
Stevens: Remember when she dented the plating in the warhammer?
Ganes: God, don't remind me.,
Wills: I got one. Maverick and Hunt.
Ganes: oooo....
Wills: *shhhhh* That's hard to say.
Jimms: Maverick.
Wills: How do you figure?
Jimms: Ain' 'e the cap'n?
Stevens: Yes. But Hunts half biotic.
Ganes: Those metal legs would do a number.
Stevens: Oh I'm sure. But you yank a hose... that's it for hydrolics.
Wills: What if they're not hydrolic?
Jimms: Don' be pushin' n-. N-. *Hic* Nothin' on some fusion jazz, Willy.
Wills: Well think about it. We got antimatter.
Ganes: Ability to make black holes.
Stevens: Links to vast regions of space.
Jimms: Ain' nothin' o' th' sort f'er th' leg man.
Wills: So you think it's still hydrolic?
Jimms: Of course.
Wills: think its... All... Hydrolic?
*Crew laughs* Ganes: I don't even want to think about it.
Stevens: That's for sure. Alright, Gonz and Ralphie.
Jimms: Gonz, 'ands down.
Wills: I 'unno, Jimmy. Ralphie's got a mean right.
Stevens: yeah but he's too slow.
Ganes: He's not that slow. Dude's been in the iron room working on his speed.
Stevens: Speaking of speed. You think Hunt and Raven are moving too quick?
Wills: Wait. What?
Ganes: you don't know?
Jimms: Apparently no't.
Stevens: Hunt and Raven were together.
Wills: To-gether?
Ganes: yeah. Like, he didn't want to wake her. He was also super chill.
Stevens: Like they had "Webflicks and chill".
Wills: Woah.
Jimms: Aye, 'ho'd of tho't ro'ight?
Wills: Didn't see that coming. At all.
Ganes: We, well, I kinda did.
Stevens: Think Maverick will find another?
Wills: Doubted.
Jimms: O'nless it's an Art-e-fish-al thinger.
Ganes: Artificial intelligence?
Jimms: Aye, that.
Stevens: You know if we had more "Artificial" things on the Cincinnati, we wouldn't need so much crew.
Jimms: And that means ye'd be outta' a job.
Ganes: That's true, man. Besides, everyone on the ship is needed to make her run.
Stevens: How many problems has deck 9 had? More than enough. If AI did it, it would be done right.
Ganes: And how many times did 9 make the engine work with some riggery?
Wills: Rigged up with stuff that an AI couldn't have even figured out.
Stevens: I'm just saying. AI maintinence wouldn't be so bad.
Ganes: I think you're just a fool. Things capable of thought, not some mumbo jumbo that looks at numbers and information.
Wills: I'm with Ganes.
Stevens: I'm with the AI.
Wills: Bro, you don't know what you're talking about.
Jimms: Soun'in' like th' mate on th' barrier.
Stevens: There's like... ten.
Jimms: Th' one with'n the throwback 'at.
Stevens: Don't compare me to him.
Ganes: *chuckles* I remember him... He said he could build a ship bigger than the one we have.
Wills: Yeah, turns out, he didn't even know what ship we were from!
Jimms: M'oy cred's are oh'n the cap'n 'n' Sylus o'er that slosh.
Wills: And Ganes.
Ganes: Why me?
Wills: Because you're nearly as smart as the C-O and X-O.
Ganes: We're all nearly as smart.
Wills: Speaking of smart. Clearly tonight is a slow night.
Ganes: Yeah, we should probably head back to the Barrier.
Stevens: Who wants a drink?
*The others* we do!
Ganes: I could use one for sure.
Stevens: Don't worry mate. She's for ya.
Stevens: you think so?
Ganes: I think so.
Stevens: Then we know so.
Jimms: Aye.
Wills: Amen to that, Ganes. We all know so.
--Exeunt--