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Chapter 0: Prologue
Topic Started: 18th February 2011 - 07:13 PM (1,256 Views)
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Arthur could barely recall what had happened to him the last night, All he knew was that he'd tried looking through the maintenance access ways of The Concourse shop for thrown out items, Being overtired and collapsing in his rusty old bed.

Breathing in through his nose, Arthur found himself ducking out of the way of an oncoming shopper, almost hitting him with thier filled bags. How had he got here? Looking around he found himself viewing a large section of The Sprawl in space, Behind him was a 'Kid Fashion' store and a 'Toy-Toy', Arthur couldn't remember what he had done this morning, Was he drunk? No, He couldn't even afford to get drunk on his wages, He also looked too...presentable, By his standards at least, He'd even somehow 'washed' his face this morning without even realising.

After a brief stumbling through the main shopping district and a quick shake of his head, As Arthur hit the call button for the Recruitment Centre elevator he was sure his mind was clear for now, Even though the ride seemed to take a long time, At least he had remembered something, The chip in his pocket...'Crap', he was supposed to hand that in yesterday, He'd look a little suspicious handing it in first thing in the morning.

Arthur was right, The receptionist had given him 'The look' which pretty much said she knew he had tried to steal it's contents, But as long as the jacket was securely on, Arthur didn't care and just wanted to get to work so he could get paid.

Not that work lifted his spirits much, Hours had already passed with not even a second look at him from shoppers he attempted to talk to, Even a few disgusted looks as some people he had attempted to talk to on previous occasions, Arthur was almost relieved when it came to his lunch break.

Also thanks to a nice arrangment he had made with the strange Uni man who had employed him, Arthur got an entire hour for lunch instead of 40 minutes as long as he stayed within the small seating area of the Recruitment Centre in The Concourse to talk to anyone who comes near, but for now the slightly mushed Lightspeed bar in his pocket would do for lunch, Cautiously peeling back the wrapper, Arthur was interrupted by a young woman, Possibly his age walking in...'Great, there goes my attempt at a lunch break in peace', She was wearing some small flowery pink tutu, Obviously a Uniform for a children's store, Even if it was a bit revealing, Not that Arthur was complaining at the view. She also donned a nametag on her left breast, But Arthur could only make out the first 2 letters as Al without making it look like he was staring at her cleavage.

The woman seemed to glance at him when she entered, Surveying him, Her eyes lingering over some of his parts for longer, Biting her lip she looked away and carried on walking over to the elevator, Clutching the hand of the young girl by her side. Arthur had to stop her, After all it was his job, "Excuse me ma'am! I need to talk you you!", Arthur had called out yet the woman and her child kept walking without another glance.

"Ma'am!" Arthur had to restrain from yelling as he slid in front of her walking path, This time the woman took notice, "Look, what do you want!?" She seemed annoyed, Arthur then backed off, Not wanting to be reported for harassment and get fired, Arthur must've had a look on his face because the woman then gave an evil grin as she got onboard the elevator.

Arthur was dumbstruck, The woman had been messing with him. Trying to keep his act, Arthur started once again, "Ma'am, I just needed to talk to you about Unitology before you can go down there", But as he said so, She flashed a pair of Unitology appointment papers in his face and as the doors were sliding shut, She stuck her tongue out at him and raised her middle finger towards his still stunned face.

Not knowing what else to do as the woman left him severely annoyed, 'She stuck her middle finger up to me! what a f-', But Arthur stopped his thoughts, knowing it wasn't a good idea to start raging at work, Instead he simply raised his own middle finger to the already closed elevator, Hoping to get his own way of revenge later.

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Jormong finally found the appartment he was looking for and knocked three times. He waited a bit and knocked again. This time he heard moving from inside and then the door suddenly opened revealing a man with deep blue eyes, a short but stylefull haircut and a very dark hair color. He was wearing cargo pants and a short sleeve t-shirt. He also had a large scar on his right arm. "Can i help you in an..." And then he started looking into his missing mouth.

Jormong started using Moro, who was on his sholder. "Yes. You can. I heard that you work with A.I.'s?" and then pulled out the cube he had been carrying for so long now.
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Beep! Beep! Beep!

Annoying communicator kept on beeping. Carmain finally opened his eyes. That thing has been beeping for five minute now. Who the hell can be calling so early? He got fed up with that annoying noise and finally answered the call.

"Private Investigator, Carmain von Delmonico, here."

"Finally you picked up, you damn brat! How many times have I told you that it's not healthy to sleep too long?!" It was Carmain's good friend, Nathaniel.

"TOO LONG?! It's freakin' morning! It's not even 7 A.M. yet! What's the rush, you damn old geezer?"

Carmain heard a sincere laugh from the comm.

"You're still the same, Carmain." Suddenly, Nathan's voice became serious. "Listen up, boy. I got you a job. I know you don't like when I do something like this, but this is serious. Have you heard about recent deaths?"

Carmain didn't liked where this is going. "Sure... But... What do they have to do with my work? I'm not a sec-"

"Listen. It's seems... They're related to... You know... That big coffin, which killed your brother."

Carmain quickly jumped out from his bed and started searching for his clothes. He understood what his friend meant. The Coffin. USG Ishimura.

"This job I got you. It's related to some Unitologists. High-ranking Unitologists. I don't have time to explain, but head to the Government sector in Concourse as fast as you can. I'll meet you there. Oh and by the way, we'll get some help this time. You'll meet a guy there. His name is Inzigo or whatever. See ya!"

Nathaniel hung up. Well, no choice then. Off we go. But first, I need to visit Alexis and give her this stupid Stasis module which I busted yesterday. Hope she'll fix it.

Carmain dressed up and headed off to the Concourse.

So it begins. I think it's time to crack your mysteries...ISHIMURA!
Edited by DeLmoniKo, 5th May 2011 - 02:40 AM.
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''Yeah, I'm one of the best you can find, what you need, goods? components? A.I upgrades?'' Hawke said while bluffin'

He had a little grin on his face trying to impress the so called customer.

''I need you to look at this.'' His little A.I system on his shoulder said.
Jormong handed over this mystery cube.

Hawke took the cube.

''Oh my, well this is interesting, come in quickly, we'll take a look.''

Jormong stepped inside Hawke's apartment and they walked through his home.

''This doesn't really look like a workshop does it?'' Jormong responded in a rather unfriendly voice.

A panel in Hawke's home opened and a small computer screen popped out.
It's robotic voice said.

''Welcome back Hawke. Let me introduce myself to your acquaintance, I am Hawke's personal A.I system, I have control over whatever happens in this apartment, this varies from security to power supply management. Take the door to the right for the workshop.''

Hawke took the lead and walked towards the apartment, Jormong followed, Hawke sat down on a little chair and moved his previous project away, he placed the cube on the desk. Jormong took a look at his work in progress project.

''Interesting, what is this?'' Jormong's A.I asked.

''It's nothing, lets just focus on this right now wont we?''

After a long time of fully inspecting Hawke finally stopped and had a rather surprised look on his face.

''Where did you get this? The possibilities are endless, I need to know where you got this, this could turn into.. Something great at least!'' Hawke said in enthusiasm.

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"Ah, you must be Ms. Evenson?" The dumpy male in the beige attire charmed as he made his approach, he gave off the presence of a grandfather, but his proud personality seemed highly contrasting. She examined the folder in his hands, a beautiful crimson with a well detailed gold structure, an idol she'd heard rumours about. Something called a 'marker'. It was all a lot of false theory to her, she never really paid much attention to the nonesense, she barely tolerated her grandmothers praise for it.

"Yes, that's right. I'm here about my sister, she needs to j-" The man interupted with a slight hand gesture and then a carefully placed nod.

"I shall speak with your sister in my office then, feel free to take a seat here while you wait Miss" Alexis felt an urge to object, she didn't feel comfortable leaving her sisters side, especially amongst these... these rock worshippers. But she new he had the control in the situation and arguing with him would only slow or prevent her sisters transfer.




Ada dived at her and flung her tiny arms around her neck. And yet within moments she released again, moving around hyper, full of excitement. "I'm going to be a high schooler, yaaaaay! Thank you so much sis!" She grasped Alexis hand and her cream bag and pulled both into her bedroom, there she took her new clothes from the bag and placed them over her bed, Alexis feined her own joy.

The clothes had been free through Adas acceptance to the church and she'd also recieved her uniform for school. The uniform was a red robe with gold strips of unitology decoration, according to the recruitment guy it was a replica of Enigma robes, but a lesser color intended to show that it's students were gifted and blessed. The clothes were much less fancy, but still related to her sisters new religion. What Alexis disliked the most however, was the black 'marker' pendant her sister now wore around her neck. She remembered her grandmother wearing one back when she lived, she remember how she prayed to it constantly, like a cross.

But she made no comment. Her sister finally seemed happy, finally. She would refrain from disturbing a peaceful period.
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The alarm started beeping at 5:30 AM, CST, like it always did. Aiden mumbled, turned over, and thought that it shouldn't be an unpleasant suprise the 740th time the alarm went off. Aiden sat up, leaned over to turn off the alarm, and whilst doing so, noticed the readout of the date that was projected above the alarm clock. His heart sank. It would only be two more days before Alexandria, his fiancee, rotated out to a CEC colony on Mjolnir V. He sighed inwardly, kicked off the covers, and got dressed. He walked into the kitchen, and satrted a pot of coffee, them proceeded to make eggs and bacon. At least I'm not working the Ishimura anymore, he thought. This made him happy. He had been on the ship restoration crew for the Ishimura, and had seen some things he tried desperately to forget. He lost his appetite for a moment as his mind wandered to the bloodstained room containing the centrifuge, and the hellish organic growth they had encountered in Food Storage. With a small wince, he banished the images from his mind, and sat down to his breakfast. After eating, he would head to work...

Panting, he dashed into the check-in station. "Sorry I'm late." he gasped to the shift supervisor, John. "Don't sweat it," he said, "Your next assignment is a build. Another shuttle." Aiden tried to look interested. He hated build jobs. "Is that the one that Rick was setting up the paneling on?" he asked. John laughed. "You've been working the Ishimura far too long. That was almost three months ago." Aiden glared. "Some of us have to do the real work out there, John." John tried to look hurt. "Calm down Aiden. It just needs a shockpoint drive and major life support systems. It's in bay B-159." "Alright. Thanks, John." Aiden quickly departed, once again feeling enraged by John. Aiden thought it was rediculous that John was a supervisor. John was a class 4 engineer, Aiden out ranked him. He strode down to B-159, and stood in front of the security scanner. "Access Granted. Welcome, Aiden Conley." Aiden walked through the door, and then stepped into the locker room. He changed into his jumpsuit, and then stepped into the auto-changer, selecting his engineering RIG. The small room closed, and the familiar feeling of being compressed into a small can ensued, only taking a total of perhaps 20 seconds. Then he stepped out, and his helmet closed around his head and face. He walked out into the bay with his tool kit anound his shoulder, and walked into the ship. He immediately noticed the painting of the Marker on the inside of the shuttle, and realized why he had gotten this assignment, and why John had seemed so cheerful at first. This was a Unitologist vessel, and Aiden's animosity towards the Untologists was well-known among the Shipyard workers. Aiden swore under his breath, and walked down to the Shockpoint drive hatch. Once down to the shockpoint drive compartment, he began assembling the drive. At a point, he considered putting a rivet through his already quasi-mangled left-hand.

Today's just one of those days...
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Arthur was about to launch his own personal attack on the woman who passed him earlier, She came briskly walking out of the centre, Still holding onto the small girl, Who in turn was holding a bag bearing the Unitologist logo, some blue twirly thing.

She seemed...happy, Something Arthur couldn't relate to, She was so young too, It would be too cruel, Or perhaps, right, to take it away, But in his lingering the woman and child had already left.

Sitting back down on the seating, Arthur felt his rear make a 'squish' sound, "...shit", The bottom section of his jacket was now covered in a brown sticky mess, As he had sat down on his mushy Lightspeed Bar he left on the seat.

"At least it's not my clothes...", Arthur tried to look on the bright side, But it was no use, He couldn't go around trying to convince people to join with a large sticky brown mess on his ass, He'd have to hand in his jacket for the day until tomorrow, Meaning a few hours worth of credits, knocked off of his paycheck.

"I gotta get off this rock..."
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Carmain finally arrived to Concourse. It was still early in the morning, but this section was busy as ever. Masses of people were walking all around the place. Hoping to find Alexis in her work place, Carmain started walking to the 2nd floor. When he walked into Toy-Toy shop, it seemed that Carmain stepped into a nightmare. It was full of kids running around everywhere, screaming, laughing, crying. Almost everyone of them had candies or chocolate in their hands and it looked like they're trying to mess Carmain's clothes. He quickly looked around the store and when saw, that Alexis isn't here, Carmain run out of the store as fast as he could. Finally, Carmain decided to buy some coffee, sit down somewhere and relax until Nathan shows up.

"Shoot! How could these little monsters be so active so early?" As Carmain was waiting for his friend to show up he noticed how some guy with a bag grabbed another and trashed him a bit. This cought Carmain's attention, but soon he lost interest in those two guys and focused on his coffee. Several minutes later Nathan finally showed up. Carmain noticed that he's somehow tired.

"Yo, boy! Sorry, I'm late, but you won't believe what I got here!" Nathan smiled while approaching Carmain. He put his hand into pocket and took four cards. At first, they looked like any ordinary access cards, but when Nathan gave them to Carmain, his mouth opened wide literally.

"How the hell did you managed to get these? It's high level security clearance cards! To put it simply, access to almost every Church's facility! Did you killed someone for these?"

"That wasn't necessary." said unfamiliar voice. A man, about Carmain's age, walked from behind Nathan. "Ah, you must be Mr. Carmain. My name is Desmond. Desmond Waynwright. It wasn't too hard to get these when you're working in Secret Service and you're one of the high ranking Unitologist's, is it?" The man smiled to Carmain and sat next to him.

"Ok. It seems that I'm the only one lost here. What's going on here?"

"Carmain. My boy, this time we got a big assignment."

"Big? How big?" Carmain glared at Desmond. "You know, it's hard to trust in Secret Service guys. I was one of them after all."

"No need to fear, Mr. Carmain. Today, I'm here as your... colleague." Suddenly, the man got serious. "Listen. We've got a situation here. A few days ago, several Unitologists were arrested. Now, the problem is, these guys were constructing some kind of explosive device, and by that I don't mean any puny bomb. It was some kind of biological weapon. But wait, here's the best part. They weren't working alone. It seems that there's two more guys, who are involved in this case. Not only that, they already murdered three people in the worst way possible. Everything started a day or two after they returned from USG Ishimura."

After Carmain heard that name, he got into his serious mode. "To keep this short, you want me to find and catch those guys. Furthermore, discover that bio-weapon's whereabouts and disarm it? And why do you think I'll do that?"

"Don't forget that you were one of us. We know everything about you. And we know that you've lost your brother in that ship and because of that, these past 3 years you were conducting investigation on that case. Listen, think of this job as of opportunity. We will provide everything related to the case. If you accept, you will get permission to snuff inside of Ishimura, because we believe that those two Unitologists are hiding there. So, what do you say?"

Carmain had no doubt about this. He accepted the job immediately, not thinking about consequences. If it gets him closer to the truth, Carmain was willing to risk everything he had, even his life.

"Well, now that we're done with the contract, I'll be going to recruit another person. It's that Inzigo guy. People say that's he's damn good. As for now, wait until I give you further notice." Desmond waved his hand and disappeared into the crowd.

"Ok, Nathan, let's meet at the office. I just need to find Alexis and give her a little job." Carmain picked his communicator.

"Connect to Alexis........Hi! You home? Good. I need you to fix something for me. Don't worry, I'll be at your place soon. This time I'll pay good. Ok, say hi to your sister, see you soon." Carmain stood up and went towards arriving transport tram.
Edited by DeLmoniKo, 23rd May 2011 - 11:52 AM.
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