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 Arrival and Depature, From Debris Belt to Heliopolis
Lancer
Posted: Sep 16 2005, 08:38 PM


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Lancer sat in the back of Twatmasters Guaiz, silent, thinking, waiting for the mechine to arrive at Yggdrasil. He kept an eye on the monitor up a head, as he watched the space station slowly come into view. From here, he would need to find proper transport to Heliopolis, but he was going to go with civilian transport this time. Lancers breathing was steady, as they drew closer, and once they drew close enough, the defence systems came online and began tracking the new target.

Lancer calmly began to put his coat back on and hid his helmet as they drew in close. He wanted to fade into the crowd once they had arrived at their target. He knew he would have to pick up his pace if he was to achieve his goals quickly.
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Piratemaster
Posted: Sep 17 2005, 06:50 AM


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"Unidentified MS, you are ordered to state your reason for coming here or we will open fire" the harsh voice of a tower command personell
"um....My name is" he looked around for a proper name. "Drew Peacock, im only here to drop off a passenger" he held back a laugh at the shitty joke he made.
"roger that, dock with port 114" came the voice again.
"Gotcha"

Edging the Guaiz into the tight dock, it came to a halt as it reached appropriate distance. A gantry came down, allowing exit of the ms. Twat looked back at phantom and said: "well, we're here......"
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Lancer
Posted: Sep 17 2005, 09:39 AM


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Lancer glanced at 'Drew Peacock' before pushing off the back of his cockpit, leaving through the cockpit door. Outside, Lancer took hold of the top of the structure as he turned abckto face Twatmaster once more.

"Keep an eye out, I may have an opportunity for you after all of this." Lancer told him before pushing away from the Guaiz and floating towards the inner part of the space station.

Once he was inside the station, he went to find one of his black market contacts, knowing there was always one around. He wondered the halls of the station, keeping a careful eye out for EA personel, knowing he should avoid them.

Once Lancer was far enough within the space station, he came across a few shifty characters, but 1 of the larger ones was who he was looking for. Lancer approached the giant and whispered into his ear.

"Prepare the funds, and start gathering greens. I probably need some for what I have planned. I am handing you the location of a specific place in the debris belt. Search it, find a structure in there, bring it back online. It should have a cloaking system to keep it hidden. Prep it for my visit." Lancer whispered to the man, who nodded in reply.

"As you wish Phantom." He replied softly, before nodding to the rest of the people around him and began to move off. Lancer then touched the guys shoulder to stop him.

"I haven't given you the coordinates yet. It is in the 6th quadrant, 4th grid. Got it?" Lancer told the giant. He simply nodded and moved off once more. Lancer sighed and shook his head.

Lancer then spun on his heels and began to walk back in the direction he came from. He moved through the halls of Yggdrasil and moved closer to the ship transport registry. Once Lancer arrived, Yggdrasil secrurity personel surrouneded him.

"Sir, please come with us." The lead guard said. Lancer sighed, this wasn't working out to well. Lancer began to walk off in the direction of a small metal door, probably a form of interrogation room.

(((Chang, don't try to stop this. Once you leave the thread, I'll finish off this plot.)))
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Piratemaster
Posted: Sep 17 2005, 12:24 PM


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Unknown to twat, that the "phantom" was in a fix, he decided to refuel and leave immediately. Whatever phantom did in the base, he didnt what to be associated with it, at the moment. So, he set about seeing if he could sell of his old weapons and pehaps get some new ones. He proceeded to a spare parts dealer.
Entering the shop the shopkeeper sort of winced, twat guessed it was because of the ZAFT uniform. "Good day sir" the shopkeeper said, forcibly
"Hi, i have a few spare parts i would like to sell"
"Hmmm...and what would they be?"
"I have a few ZAFT weapons" the shopkeepers eyes lit up.

After showing him the Guaiz's weapons, and specifying what he didnt want, twat sold off the extentional arrestors. Climbing back into the cockpit, he started up the preflight checks.
"This is Peacock" twat chuckled, "i'm leaving now"
"roger, you are to take path 114 out of the dock"
"i read" said twat as he slowly took the guaiz out of the dock and enabled the main flight engines. The roar was sudden and deafening as he took off into space.
*shit, where am i supposed to go now?* he thought. He looked at his map and he guessed the closest would be Heliopolis......
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Lancer
Posted: Sep 17 2005, 03:09 PM


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Lancer was forced into sitting down on a squard off metal chair, on the opposite side of a squard metal table from a business man. The man wore a pressed black designer suit, dry cleaned white shirt, gold watch, and polished black leather shoes. His hair was slicked back with gel and his finger nails showed evidence of a professional pedicure. His black leather briefcase rested on the ground next to him.

"So, Mr. Redfield, that is the name you go by these days, no? Anyways, names do not matter. What matters, is that I am here from Free Wing Corporation." The man began in a professional voice, and at the mention of his name, Lancers gaze locked onto the man.

"How do you know my name?" Lancer asked darkly. His gaze showed that he wanted to kill the man before him, but he knew he couldn't. His voice remained calm and his breath with it.

"You will be informed of that later. What I am instructing you on now, is that we have gotten assistence from the authorities here to allow me to take you aboard my private shuttle so you may reach your appointment on time. And before you ask, your appointment is with a high level authority within Free Wing Corporation." The man continued, dismissing Lancers question easily. Lancer stared darkly at the man, weighing up his options. Lancer finally decided on a course of action.

"Tell me first of all, how did you know I was here?" Lancer asked calmly, Lancer still not looking around at the guards.

"Very well, I will give you that much. When you activated the database of the Wing Research Satalite Station, it used some power to notify us of it's reactivation. It calculated all appropiate transport routes and figured taht you would head here. So, we took the next step and sent me." The man replied smoothly.

"Fine then. I'll come with you now." Lancer send quickly, not letting the man finish completely, because Lancer had already guessed what the man was going to say.

"Follow me then." The man said quickly and stood up, signaling the guards to prepare for escort. Lancer stood up as well and began to walk towards the door after the business man passed him.

Outside the room, Lancer walked beside the business man as the security personel surrounded them as they approached a private shuttle bay. Lancer glanced around as they walked in silence, seeing people board and depart various craft. Lancer and his entarage gained a few lookers, but most people avoided looking.

Lancer headed through a pair of steel doors and entered a large hangar, with a sleek, private ship sitting at one end of the hall. Lancer liked that appearence of this ship and wondered what the combat applications of the vessel would be like, but he knew he wouldn't be able to.

The business man led Lancer round the side of the hangar and led him to a hatch on the side of the vessel, intended for boarding. Lancer calmly entered the vessel and took the first seat he came accorss, right near the door, and the business man took a seat not far away.

"Please take note, Mr. Darkheart, if you try to miss this appoitment, you wont live very long, and do not underestimate our strength." The business man said as the ships door sealed shut. Lancer calmly nodded as he heard the man speak and the engines of the ship begin to start up.

The hangar bay doors lumbered open as the ship moved into the second part of the hangar, and soon those doors closed behind it, the air was removed from the chamber and the ships engines ignited into full life. The second doors opened and before the ship was open space. The mechanical golith shot out of the hangar airlock and into space, moving towards Heliopolis.
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