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The Greater Fool Bar

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Zoe Kaltana
Kaltana Industries
#2421 - 2013-08-02 16:37:15 UTC  |  Edited by: Zoe Kaltana
The frigidarium slowly gets filled with patrons cooling and awakening their bodys in the cold water pool, while others are playing games like Random, Yiole and the Fazmarais or just hanging around on the large marble benches circling the big circular pool in the center.

The scene goes on for a while and eventually a big double door leading to one of the themeparks steam saunas opens up, revealing Zoe and Chloe, followed by four other women of the Kaltana clan. The six ladys swirl around the pool, only barely dressed in very minimalistic black bikinis and still glossy and sweaty from the saunas. The daylight simulation from the blue sky hologram filling the large dome above the pool does the rest and their shiny bodys draw one or another glance from the attendants.

Even Indahmawar catches herself in viewing and mumbling:
"Oh my...all those muscly, glossy and elegant moving Adonias..."
Indah is shocked a little by herself and those smirking faces around her and especially by her voice not really mumbling
...not even a bit.
Ish looks at her little sister and giggles shelmishly:
"Mawi...I didn't knew you are into girls apparently..."
Indah presses her eyes closed immediately and starts hypnotising herself repeating:
"Don't break your roleplay..Don't break your damn roleplay..Don't!"

The six Kaltana Ladys, obviously too busy in tease-chatting and bantering themselves are taking their place around Zoe on the bench that is positioned next to the window hologram displaying the wonderful colours of a roman garden only cut by a small walkway leading to a beautiful lakeshore siluette.

While their bodys slowly cool down from the heat in the steam sauna, Zoe suddenly raises her voice: "What would be a roman bathhouse without some slave decor!"
Zoe loudly claps her hands twice and a nearby door opens immediately, revealing a dozen beautiful amarrian girls. They are clothed in skintight white bikinis and each one carries a tray with some towels, brushes and well assorted bodyoils. Without any hesitation, the amarrian girls offer their services to the attendant patrons, leaving at least Lady Bonaventure with a raising eyebrow but no complaints.
Mizhir
Devara Biotech
#2422 - 2013-08-02 22:03:44 UTC  |  Edited by: Mizhir
Miz casually leaves the ladie's chaging room and heads straight for the pool. Only wearing a small black bikini bottom, she attracts alot of attention from the male patrons, as they enjoy a full view of her small, but wellshaped, breasts. However the exposed bosom wasn't the only thing that caught attention. As she turned around, both male and female patrons were amazed by her large dragon tatoo on the right half of her back. It went from the top of her back, all the way down to the lower part of her back, with the tail extending furtherer down her right leg, stopping about halfway down her thigh. At the left half of her back were a couple of small tribal symbls and there were more small tattoos scattered across her slender body. Except her arms which were covered by 2 large sleeve tattoos instead.

Miz went into the pool right next to the group of Random, Yiole and the Fazmarai cousins. And Random was the first to speak:
-Wow Miz. That dragon tatoo is impressive
And the rest of them agreed and Random continued:
-Is it new? I didn't seem to notice it at the game of Calvinball
-No, I think the low lighting and high amount of consumed alchohol made it hard to notice it. And despite, if you weren't that focused on the balls and have taken a look at me instead you wouldn't have made a single clear shot.

Laugher spread among the little group of friends and Miz smiled at Random. However this time, he certainly did look at Miz and it became to Yiole:
-Alright, Mr. McNally. I think you have seen enough boobs for today.
And Miz replied:
-Relax my dear. It's not like he has seen them before. And despite, there aren't really much to look at, I'm afraid.
Indah pointed at two obese men at the other end of the pool and said with a low voice:
-That's true. I am pretty sure both of those men have better boobs than Miz.
Once again laugher spread among the group.

❤️️💛💚💙💜

Ishtanchuk Fazmarai
#2423 - 2013-08-03 07:23:26 UTC  |  Edited by: Ishtanchuk Fazmarai
Indahmawar Fazmarai looked thoughtfully at Mizhir's small but perfect breasts, and then she announced, gravely:

- I think I shall welcome you to the "small but beautiful" club, Miz. Those pointy beauties are gorgeous.
- Errr... thank you. I've heard you're not bad yourself?
- I too have heard that -added Random-. But I didn't had a chance earlier...
- Bad boy, bad bad boy Mr. McNally -said Yiole, putting a hand on Random's eyes.

Indahmawar looked around and didn't saw anyone looking at the group, and then she unstrapped her bikini top and removed it. Her version of "small but beautiful" shined under the simulated sunlight, perfectly round and symmetrical; the skin was a bit lighter than her light tan color and the well proportionate areolas and nipples where intensely pink, almost red. Random was inmediately tantalized and Yiole allowed him have some time before diverting his attention; after some years, Yiole knew that Indah had a complex about the size of her bossom, but also knew that both Fazmarai cousins were magnificently endowed in the aesthetical aspect.

- Isn't it a shame? -pointed Yiole-. How can anyone have an issue about such beauties?
- An issue... -mumbled Random
- Well, the "small but beautiful" club doesn't compete too well with the "large and beautiful", does it? Just compare, Miz, both our four together barely make the same bulk as a single one of Yiole's...
- Meh, I'm not that large. And they're just proportionate to my general body size. Large woman, large breasts, that's Caldari design in action.
- As if nobody noticed the effect of large breasts in small women like Ish...
- That's something else I've heard about but never saw -said Random, smirking an giving a funnily lewd look at the top of Ishtanchuk's swimsuit.
- Don't mess me in your boobs contests -said Ishtanchuk, smiling.
- Mr. McNally, you'll have to have my word that everything you heard on Ishanchuk's bossom, it's only a pale shadow of the truth -said Yiole-. But then, to be honest, I'm larger than her, as you should know and trust me about it...
- What's that on your shoulder? -said Miz, suddenly.
- What?
- Looks like a burn on Ishtanchuk's shoulder...

Mizhir had noticed it as she was standing behind Ish, and then Ishtanchuk stood up and turned around so the rest of the group could see it. There was a small tear-shaped, decolorated spot on her left shoulder.

- Isn't that a burn? -said Random
- It is -answered Ish-. The story isn't that great, I just was hit by a splatter of molten metal and decided to not remove the scar -added, shrugging.
- Heh, I do know something about that kind of scars. They're usual in boarding actions, when lasers hit bulkheads and your armor is broken. Of course, being splattered with molten metal is preferable to taking a direct laser hit...

Random stood silent for a while, as he had seen many of that kind of violence before being a capsuleer. For a split scond, he saw Ishtanchuk as a Khanid -a friend of the Amarran scoundrel. Then he thought that capsuleers made their own club, but nonetheless, certain skin complexion and face traits were asociated in his memory to violence and pain, even if the traits belonged not to an oversized Khanid marine, but to a beautiful petite Khanid female.

- So, any chances we get to peek a look at those famous Ishtanchuk boobs? -said Random, lightly. Ishtanchuk flipped a finger to him in a completely-not-a-lady fashion and all the group laughed...

Roses are red / Violets are blue / I am an Alpha / And so it's you

Alice Saki
Nocturnal Romance
Cynosural Field Theory.
#2424 - 2013-08-03 08:31:53 UTC  |  Edited by: Alice Saki
Peeking from the Changing rooms Alice is waiting for the right moment to jump out and cause some havoc, Already changed into her Swimwear, A simple plaid design with a Selection on Colours intertwined together

Watching her selection of friends chatting and laughing among each other.
She begins her stealthy approach towards the group.

Random see Alice Creeping towards the group, He almost raises his hand to wave and shout a greeting but a swift stern look from Alice bring her finger to her mouth giving McNally a Signal to Shut up. Random instead brings his hand up to his head pretending he was just rubbing something away.

With everyone still chatting Alice continues her slow steady pace towards Mizzy who has her back to Alice.

Alice gets behind Mizzy She Shouts

-Boo!

Everyone Jumps except Random who was expecting her to jump out.

She Beams a Big Silly Grin At everyone.

All the Girls together shout
- Oh My God Alice!

Alice looks Mizzy in the Eye and Says

- You're looking awfully hot Mizzy

MIzzy is taken back

- Oh why Thank you Alice

Mizzy Look down and admiring her figure

Alice Laughs menacingly

- Well I think you should cool down

Mizzy rises an Eyebrow, Suddenly Clicks but it's too late. Alice has jumped forward pushing Mizzy by the shoulders, Mizzy falls backwards right into the cool water Splashing everyone. Mizzy resurfaces cursing

- @$&£$£
- I should have known!

Everyone is now laughing at Mizzy's expense
She gives everyone a stern look, but then also starts laughing.

Alice regains her posture turning towards the rest of the group
- Hiya Everyone
Beams a big Smile, Turns back towards the pool and jumps in cannonball style splashing everyone once again.

FREEZE! Drop the LIKES AND WALK AWAY! - Currenly rebuilding gaming machine, I will Return.

Mizhir
Devara Biotech
#2425 - 2013-08-03 11:14:36 UTC
As revenge Miz, starts tickling Alice with her legs around her to lock her down. Despite all the splashing and much effort, Alice is unable to break free of Miz's grasp.

❤️️💛💚💙💜

Ishtanchuk Fazmarai
#2426 - 2013-08-03 12:28:37 UTC
Water dripping again from her hair right after it had almost dried, Ishtanchuk wonders how she knew that pool+Alice= waterbomb. Accepting the unavoidable, she resigns herself in the purest Khanid stoicism way and jumps flat on her belly as Alice frees herself from Miz. Albeit she's a light weight, her masterful technique causes a huge splash that hits both women.

Alice counterstrikes and struggles to pull down the straps of Ishtanchuk's swimsuit, but then Indah jumps in and launches a sneak attack on Alice's bikini top. Surrounded by two fiery and wet Khanid, Alice dives to the bottom looking for safety...

Roses are red / Violets are blue / I am an Alpha / And so it's you

Chloe Kaltana
Kaltana Industries
#2427 - 2013-08-03 13:01:44 UTC
Chloe notices Alices desperate situation by getting forced to dive to the ground by these two wet and fiery Khanid.
She immediately jumps on her hocks and throws herself elegantly bow like into the water, cutting it with her spear-formed arms and diving to the ground next to Alice, providing her former superiour ring contestant with a tender kiss of live.

Then the both woman dive up again and launch a surprise attack on Indah and Ish by grabbing their feet ankles and dunking them underwater.

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Ishtanchuk Fazmarai
#2428 - 2013-08-03 15:51:06 UTC
Yiole Gionglao sees how Ish and Indah disappear under water, kidnapped by a Kaltana horseshark, and asks Random to wait a minute while she gets something sorted. Yiole jumps into the pool and arches graciously underwater, hitting Cloe's flank and forcing her to release the Fazmarais' ankles. Ignoring Chloe, Yiole quickly grabs on the poolside with one hand and uses her other arm to pull Indah out of the water, then gets a grab on Ish and repeats the procedure. Wtih both Fazmarais on firm land, Chloe grabs Yioles' shoulders and sinks her into the water, but as soon as she senses the bottom, Yiole quickly uses her legs to push up while she grabs Chloe's ankles and makes her somersault until Chloe ends heads down into the water. As Chloe attempts to turn around and reach the surface, Yiole swims like a fleshy torpedo and Alice tries to tackle her, to no avail as Yiole weights like 30 kilos more and adrenalin is putting her muscles to the top. As she surfaces, Yiole shouts:

- I could use a white knight here! Take me out, Random!

Random sees his chance and tries to grab Yiole, yet he only can get a hold on her bikini top. As Random tries to pull Yiole out of the water, he violently removes the top and falls on his ass as Yiole sinks again. Chloe and Alice coordinate to sink Yiole and then she turns upside down, reaching the bottom with her arms. Then she uses her feet to push her pursuers away and surfaces again; this time she's met by the Fazmarais, who pull her arms and manage to take half her body out of water, then Random grabs her below the armpits and pulls Yiole out as he senses a increasing weight pulling her down. Random falls again on his ass again but now Yiole is over him and out of the water; the Fazmarais also land in a undecorous way and Indah resents as it's the second time in a row her ass hits abruptly the poolside.

As their victim escapes, Chloe and Alice surface, and then Chloe sees Yiole's large bossom swinging and dripping water as she stands on all four over Random, panting as she regains her breath, and says with her best fake redneck accent:

- Wow Yiole, now those are what we at the stables call some seriously fantastic udders!

Ishtanchuk bursts in laughter and falls on her back, holding her belly as tears of laughter fall from her eyes, and the group quickly follows her hilarity...

Roses are red / Violets are blue / I am an Alpha / And so it's you

Rain0000
Team Evil
#2429 - 2013-08-03 21:11:11 UTC
you know that feeling you get when you're watching a trainwreck
Ishtanchuk Fazmarai
#2430 - 2013-08-03 22:25:35 UTC
Rain0000 wrote:
you know that feeling you get when you're watching a trainwreck


Ishtanchuk closes up to the latest Rain and sees her talking about trainwrecks. Ish calls a slave and offers Rain0000 a drink, then says:

- Whatever you mean, it's going to be better with a drink and a dip in the pool. We can borrow you a swimsuit if you need it, or you may just not use one as we're pretty casual here -Ish takes a sip of her fruits cocktail, then follows: Are you the original Rain, by the way? Is that what 0000 means?

Roses are red / Violets are blue / I am an Alpha / And so it's you

Zoe Kaltana
Kaltana Industries
#2431 - 2013-08-04 10:09:15 UTC
Zoe places a large sign at the poolside.

"DANGER HORSESHARK INFESTED WATER - SWIM AT YOUR OWN RISK"

If I should try to breed them? Crossing the DNA of Chloe, a shark and a horse...hmmm, perhaps i should give that job to our breeding labs tomorrow....
Ishtanchuk Fazmarai
#2432 - 2013-08-04 18:25:09 UTC  |  Edited by: Ishtanchuk Fazmarai
Albert Kuvai, Sansha agent, opens a new tab on his computer, then surfs to the Pop-Pedia and searches for an article and opens it:

Quote:
Corrina Fawles, space horsewoman (essential version)

Corrina Fawles is a female fictional character starring a series of romantic novels with the same name. Originally published by the Khanid source Edhevar Issues, it has been translated to all major languages and has been adapted to several other formats such as holovids and interactables.

Publishing record

The first title in the series, "Corrina Fawles: Upon the heat wave", was originaly published on YC 18 and enjoyed a moderate succes in the underground market. The series would not lift off until the fifth installment, "Corrina Fawles: Behind a daydream" (YC 24), which sold over 75 million copies and reached the main market. The series currently consists of 84 novels, 37 short works and 9 original holovids, plus 30+ adaptations. Estimates are that the original work has been paid for by not less than 11 billion unique customers.

Characters

The main character is Corrina Fawles, which in the original Khanid version is called a "kunapadah", that is, a performer of the old ritual sport Kunapadah (horseback archery for ladies). The usual translation is that of a female horserider, as in most cultures a female shooting arrows from a horse would be misinterpreted as a warior, which Corrina Fawles is not.

Corrina Fawles is described as a young woman of mixed Khanid-Achuran ascent, tall, blonde and with blue eyes. As the works avoid sexual content, Corrina Fawles is never described in detail. In many popular media, she is associated to the figure of actress Yioka Gaun, who was deemed too exuberant by many fans of the series.

As the plot of the stories revolves around Corrina Fawles meeting either lone people in love distress or couples in a crisis, there are few recurring characters in the series. The main aside of Corrina herself is her fiancee Emerind Clotch, whose disappearence causes Corrina's tireless wandering in search of him. Emerind Clotch is always referred to in past tense and populates the stories as a series of plot-related flashbacks; his fate is unknown to this date.

Authorship

As usual in the media, the author is concealed under a series of pen names and many believe that the series is actually a collective work. Anyway, during the controversy around "The empty jar" (nº 69, YC 67), a series of messages were issued by a unidentified Khanid female who claimed to have written "most of the work, including all 22 of the "Love trials of Corrina Fawless" short works". Analists claim that all 37 short stories show a very high degree of coherence and are likely the work of a single individual, but that hasn't been proved about the bulk of the work. The 9 original holovids were written by hired scriptwritters, the most famous of whom was Tubanak Marrant, of "Cloister of winds" fame.

Themes

Romantic love: Corrina Fawles is purported to not engage in any romantic activity as she mets and helps secondary characters, whose stories are told to the reader by an anonymous omniscient narrator. Albeit the stories have had a variety of themes and at least in one occasion they depicted a homosexual relationship, the romantic content of the series is very virtuous and revolves around misunderstanding, fear of the unknown, shyness and other individual weaknesses which are overcome with help from Corrina Fawles.

Sexuality: sexuality is almost absent from the series, even implicitly. Corrina is assumed to be a maid who barely ever kissed her fiancee and intimate scenes end at the door of the bedroom. Anyway, part of the controversy around "The empty Jar" (nº 69, YC 67) revolved around a short paragraph which could be interpreted as Corrina having engaged in oral sex with one of the characters.

Space travel: Corrina Fawless is looking for her fiancee after he disappeared along with a flotilla of the Royal Khanid Navy, which presumedly was ambushed by pirates. Albeit Corrina is a comonner, she is a spaceship commander and owns a unidentified Cruiser-class ship; sometimes the stories imply passengers of the ship, which also is described as a merchant and sometimes engages in combat against pirates, and so many connoisseurs claim it's a purely fictional ship.

Controversy

The series, albeit belonging to a minority market such as romantic novel, has stirred much controversy because of the depicted gender roles and the lack of religious content, which has had the series banned intermitently from Amarr empire. Feminists usually deplore how, in words of activist Neyana Baulage, "Corrina (Fawles) can't apparently exist as any else than a scabbard in a futile search for a individual sword". Also many sources regret how, albeit set in a contemporary era, the values depicted belong to pre-contact age, which is incoherent with Corrina's own mixed ascent.

Also the 69th novel in the series, "Corrina Fawles: The empty jar" caused a strong controversy amid followers as the language used suggested that it was a Gallentean work translated into Khanid, and the story itself departed much from the series standard, including a violent space combat and an ambiguously written paragraph which could imply a sexual relation between Corrina Fawles and a male character.

This is a Essential version of the article. Link HERE to access a thorough version and/or additional content


Albert Kuvai closed the Pop-Pedia and smiled at the contrast between Ishtanchuk's namesake and the actual Ish. He pictured Ishtanchuk's mother as a old fashioned prudish Khanid woman, naming her daughter after a chaste heroine, and wondered whether she would know what Ish had been doing since she was a capsuleer.

Thinking on Ish's delicious body, Albert Kuvai sends her a message agreeing on meeting in a few days, and leaves the room...

Roses are red / Violets are blue / I am an Alpha / And so it's you

Gaellia Bonaventure
Imperial Shipment
Amarr Empire
#2433 - 2013-08-07 11:26:06 UTC  |  Edited by: Gaellia Bonaventure
.Gaellia vs Kirjava

Gaellia enters the ring ready to do battle with Kirjava. Nutella is on the line so this is shaping up to be a battle to the death between them.

Ishtanchuk checks both participants. She pats Gaellia down, sighs, and begins to pull a knife, knuckle dusters, pair of rusty pliers and a broken bottle from Gaellia's baggy clothes.

"I forgot they were there," Gaellia said.

"Sure you did," Ishtanchuk replies. She pats Kirjava down and removes a pair of scissors, a tire chain, a razor blade, and a .22 derringer.

"Oops," Kirjava says. "I forgot to leave those behind."

"All right," Ishtanchuk tells both wrestlers, "no dirty business. I want a clean fight. No eye gouging, larynx crushing or spine snapping. Oh, and remember, don't behead me."

"Before I fight I have to pray," Gaellia says.

"All right, make it quick."

"It will only take me three or four hours for a proper prayer."

"Quicker than that, Gaellia."

Gaellia folds her hands and bows her head. "Oh great and merciful God, allow me to destroy my enemies in your divine name and try to remember not to behead Ishtanchuk if she gets in the way. Also, thanks for creating Nutella. You really did a good job there if I may say so. Amen."

"Let's fight!" Kirjava roars and the combatants clash in the middle of the ring. It's all but over for the Amarrian in a few seconds as Kirjava wraps his hands around Gaellia's slim neck and lifts her out of the sticky Nutella. Her legs flail helplessly. Kirjava slams Gaellia down into the Nutella and pile drives an elbow into her breastbone...but she's not there!

Kirjava leaps to his feet. "Wait a minute, where did she go?"

Even Ishtanchuk is scratching her head. "She disappeared!"

"No, wait," Kirjava says, "I see her nose sticking out the the Nutella over there. She's moving under the Nutella like a fish."

Gaellia is indeed slinking along through the thick and sticky Nutella. It's not difficult. For after all what is Nutella other than tasty pod fluid, and she's been living in that gunk for years. Groping blindly she touches a pair of legs and leaps up and wraps her arms around Ishtanchuk's throat.

"Do not behead!" Ishtanchuk cries before her air is cut off.

"I'll save you Ishtanchuk," Kirjava says and wades through the Nutella. Soon all three are foundering in the Nutella.Gaellia and Ishtanchuk struggle to their feet. Ishtanchuk looks around. "Where is Kirjava."

"Dunno," Gaellia says, "haven't seen him."

"What are those bubbles bursting in the Nutella under your feet?"

"Bubbles? What bubbles?"

"I think you're standing on poor Kirjava."

"Oh, really? It must be God's will. I'm pretty sure he's been out of air for the last thirty seconds or so and has gulped more than enough Nutella. Do I win now?"

"I'm not sure this move is covered in the rules."

"Better hurry up with your decision before he sucks Nutella into his lungs."

Gaellia steps off Kirjava's chest and he pops up from the Nutella and gasps.

"I see dead people," he says.

Gaellia Wins!

Bring your possibles.

Ishtanchuk Fazmarai
#2434 - 2013-08-07 13:14:24 UTC  |  Edited by: Ishtanchuk Fazmarai
Nutella on her shoes.
Nutella on her ankles.
Nutella on her legs.
Nutella on her skirt.
Nutella on her blouse.
Nutella on her neck.
Nutella on her face.
Nutella on her hair.

Ishtanchuk is as close to being on her nerves as she can without actually being, and rushes to her appartment, leaving behind a trail of chocolatey footsteps and a variety of compliments ranging from "can I have the filling of that bonbon?" to "just remove your clothes and let me lick that Nutella out of your p***!", but she's too distressed to worry. Ish opens the door of her appartment and storms into the shower before opening full water, and only then she starts undressing.

Suddenly she reminds that she hasn't announced the winner and opens an audio channel to the Greater Fool bar. Down at the multipurpose room, the audience can hear the referee of the contest saying, amid the sound of running water:

- Gaellia wins! And now we're taking a break!

Within the crowd, a young patron, who's been trying to make out the beautiful Anmatarr girl seated by him for a while, comments:

- Don't you think this is a funny place? I swear she's showering now, and I surely would do the same in her place.. or at her place if she wanted! -he says, and winks at the ebony statue by him. The Anmatarr girl slowly turns her face and smiles coldly, staring at him scornfully, and the young man gives up after a last stealthy look at her cleavage and the silvery medallion hanging there.

Roses are red / Violets are blue / I am an Alpha / And so it's you

Anne Books
Kaltana Industries
#2435 - 2013-08-07 22:00:21 UTC  |  Edited by: Anne Books
What an a******... *mumbles to herself and locks the safety switch on her sidearm*

"I would have shurely splattered his monkey-face over the whole room, If he had forced me to listen one more second..."

*Anne only thinks this quote while turning her head back to the ring, where an intermission show seems to build up*
Random McNally
Stay Frosty.
A Band Apart.
#2436 - 2013-08-07 23:59:39 UTC
Random and Yiole moved away from the ring as the “intermission” entertainment began. They walked up to the bar and Random ordered a pair of drinks. When the drinks arrived, he slid one over to Yiole and kept the other for himself. He turned to watch the performers and it was obvious that he was looking for a little quiet in the midst of the fanfare.

“While this has been very fun to watch, I’m starting to feel a little claustrophobic with the crowd. To be honest, I think when Laud is done, we should go for a quiet dip or maybe sit in one of the saunas.” He took a sip from the glass with a sheepish look, “Honestly, I still feel like I’ve got Nutella in places that it shouldn’t be.”

Yiole took a sip from her drink and looked Random squarely in the eyes. “Why did you let Laudenum win?”

He looked back in her eyes and said “Why does it matter?”

Her glare became more icy. “It is impolite to answer a question with a question. Why did you let Laudenum win?” She asked the question with just a little more force but the sound from the intermission performance began to make speaking difficult without shouting. He gently took her by the arm and retired to the privacy of the hallway leading to the Kaltana’s spa. He did not speak as they walked but wore a pensive look.

As they walked in to the spa area, Random intentionally closed the door sealing the noise of the bar. The only people in attendance were the few scantily dressed attendants. He turned to her then and said, “Laudenum grew up the third child in a family that prized boys over girls. My brother and I were always in competition for ‘who was best’. She grew up a ‘tomboy’ and felt that she was in the competition as well.” He sighed heavily. “I would rather she didn’t get hurt, or more precisely…” he took a sip from his drink, “that I didn’t get hurt.”

Yiole held the glass as she listened to Random. Her look was more questioning than anything. “So you didn’t just throw your round because I lost.” It was a statement, not a question. “But you suspected that Laudenum would hurt herself or you in the process?”

Random leaned against the wall, a move that emphasized the height difference between the two. “I promise…” He began, “if you want to hear the tale of my family and just how messed up it is, I will tell you. It will not be a short and romantic tale.” He gazed over the water features and looked up to the artificial sky. “If you wish to hear it, it will cost you a homemade dinner and a bottle of wine. Real wine, not that simulated stuff.”

He turned his face and cast a piercing gaze at Yiole. “If you wish to hear it, you will hear it all.” He took a sip from his drink. “I really wish to be there when the next match starts.” He pushed himself away from the wall. Ish looked kind of angry and we may be needed incase there is trouble with the match between Laud and Alice.”

“Random, this really doesn’t make any sense…” Yiole began but Random gently cupped her cheek in his hand and kissed her question away.

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Rain6638
GoonWaffe
Goonswarm Federation
#2437 - 2013-08-08 12:10:23 UTC
Loco opens comms with 8 from his seat at the bar.

"you won't believe what I found in Venal."

8 is happy to hear from an old friend, but suddenly too curious to be friendly. "I'm listening." 8 crosses her legs and stares into Loco's image on her datapad, as if scolding a child.

"You. I ran into more of you."

8 sits up slowly. Venal. Guristas. WTF was Loco doing in Venal? whatever. "How many?"

Loco takes another swig of his drink and the sound of the ice spheres clinking can be heard through 8's datapad, in a tinny and treble tone characteristic of a datapad's weak aural emitters. "From what I could see?" Loco crunches an ice sphere between words. "Ten. They call each other by a single digit like you do."

8 is calculating ten things at once... their age, their incomes, their ships, the ammo, whether they stay together, what do they do? are they... capsuleers

Loco continues his intel report: "They're not capsuleers. It seems they were put to work as ship captains on the cheap--"

Loco mentions something about pilots' licenses, but 8 already figured--they're mortal copies, kept that way to keep costs down. Also quite expendable.

He continues,"I want you to guess what they're in command of."

8 analyzes his choice of words. "All the same hull?"

"Yyyyyup. Quite a sight. They have their own squads, and they patrol a constellation."

8 risks appearing to be proud of genetic copies. "Rattlesnakes...?"

"Yes ma'am. Fully staffed with an old-fashion crew--I'd like to know what a functioning command deck looks like." Loco can tell 8 is already lost in thought, so he finishes his convo. "I've sent you the station info. I'll go if you need me to. Talk to you later, 8."

8 snaps out of it and asks, "what were you doing in Venal?" ...but she was too slow. She sits back and runs her fingers through her hair, staring at the hologram of the Scimitar in her hangar.

[ 2013.06.21 09:52:05 ] (notify) For initiating combat your security status has been adjusted by -0.1337

Ishtanchuk Fazmarai
#2438 - 2013-08-08 13:58:06 UTC  |  Edited by: Ishtanchuk Fazmarai
Quick shower dry cycle, rushes out of shower, dresses up in a minute, brushes and ties hair in a ponytail, and then 10 minutes to make up -that's the 20/80 rule for female capsuleers in a hurry.

Clean and presentable again, Ishtanchuk Fazmarai rushes downstairs with her high heels in her hands, and quickly wears them on as she reaches the ground level. Tapping expertly on 8 centimeters of carbon fiber, she walks to her place as a musical intermission starts.

Loud guitars start playing as a short, curvy female gets on stage, dressed in tight black leather and wearing a crazy black mane. She's smoking hot, even if patrons didn't notice that she's a Kaltana, which inmediately starts playing back the song and honor it with her moves.

Ch-ch-ch-ch-ch cherry bomb!, goes the song, and the Kaltana girl moves her hips as patrons jump on their chairs, struggling to give a good look of the artist. Soon the fight to get a good view of the stage heats up, and then the other Kaltana girls throw a few massive firecrackers amongst the front row of spectators, quickly clearing the area.

Back in her place, Ish tries to decide wether to facepalm or laugh as the crazy performance ends betwen the smoke of gunpowder and patrons roaring "Cherry bomb! Cherry bomb!".

Roses are red / Violets are blue / I am an Alpha / And so it's you

Alice Saki
Nocturnal Romance
Cynosural Field Theory.
#2439 - 2013-08-10 10:43:58 UTC
*warming up*

FREEZE! Drop the LIKES AND WALK AWAY! - Currenly rebuilding gaming machine, I will Return.

Jill Xelitras
Xeltec services
#2440 - 2013-08-10 11:42:08 UTC
Alice Saki wrote:
*warming up*


aka

you're having coffee ?

Don't anger the forum gods.

ISD Buldath:

> I Saw, I came, I Frowned, I locked, I posted, and I left.