Out of Pod Experience

“Ya-Ya” added Matokin “here is the 5 isk I owe you” he said handing the women a data card. She laughed while letting her hair down “There is a lot more coming our way if we can deliver this one she said” pointing to Lauds picture on her data pad. “By the way get down there” she motioned to the elevator “in case she tries anything funny” Matokin nodded stared to head back down to the cargo area. "And I will change out of this Uniform later...I think I am allergic to it anyway" she said in a sarcastic tone as she called after him.

Laud was just waking up, as Matokin entered the cargo deck. “What...what happened” she said holding her head. She felt sick to her stomach as everything was rapidly spinning about almost in the way it is when she awakes in a new clone. “Was I killed” she mistakenly said aloud as she stumbled to the door. Shortly she started to be able to pick out some things in her soundings I am in some kind of holding cell she thought...but where and why? Just then as she slowly regained her equilibrium she was able to pick out Matokin leaning on his right side against the wall across from the sell with his arms crossed and a big smirk on his face.

“Well -well it’s about time you joined us he said in a cocky tone.” Standing up straight and walking over to Laud’s cell. “Have you figured out where you are yet honey?” he said in a mockingly flertish tone.

lailyana upon seeing this scene stands infront of RSS and CONCORD

"Look Im a newcomer to the bar, only been here a few times, but the reason i keep coming back is simple."

She looks around the bar hinting at the keeps, and the fellow drunken capsuleers drunkinly passed out on the floor.

"we all have a story, and we have all been to new eden itself to the EVE Gate and back, been killed and recloned more times than can probably be counted, or even want to be counted for that matter, but the point is this, we all may not be related and we all may be enemies of one another in some shape or form while travelling the vastness of New Eden, but in here, we look out for each other, so you can take her" at this point Lailyana steps toward the RSS and Concord carrying Laude

she continues

"youre going to have to tell us what this is about, you came in giving assurences of non violence and peace, and laude even cooperated from what i saw in the short time i came back in, so the least you can do is give us a simple explanation"

with that lailyana puts her hand on her hips and says you came in peace, your promised peace, but you are leaving on very different terms"

with that lailyana calmly sits back down folds her arms and puts her left leg over her right leg almost as to say we are waiting.

oh lol i missed uber post....will re format :)

*Mutters into a Ear piece*

"Might wanna cancel that Covert Cyno outside, Panda's decloak and jump out go home, fail alarm.
It seems Laud has it handled"

*Several systems away 8 Redeemers, 5 Sins, 3 Panthers and 2 Windows decloak and jump out back to the Suddenlys Home system*

*coughs*
"Ignore that on your radar just my personal guard"

*Hisses, Speaking back into the ear piece*

"Yes Yes I'll keep an eye on CONCORD agent for now but I don't believe her to a threat, I'm safe in station, They can chase me through space all they want but they will never catch me."

“Have I figured out where I am?” Laud asked with a hint of incredulity. “Do you think I’m prescient?” Laud began pacing around the cell, putting her hands and occasionally an ear to the deck and the walls. “You knock me out, you throw me in a cell and suddenly I’m supposed to be all knowing.” She stopped amid her inspection and looked at Agent Lemant. “You really are an idiot for asking idiot questions, Idiotface.”

She stopped and caught her breath. ‘Getting riled up in a cell isn’t going to help your cause, Red.’ Laudenum thought to herself. ‘Gotta keep this guy talking. Maybe he’ll give something away.’

Laud stood up and said, “However, I can tell you where I am, since you wondered.” A wicked smile crossed the ersatz RSS man that proclaimed ‘this should be good’. “I am currently residing in a cell.” Laud said proudly.

“Is that the best you could do?” asked Lemant, “I thought you were supposed to be intelligent.”

“Just getting warmed up, Idiotface. Hush now!” She closed her eyes and listened intently for a few moments then turned triumphantly back to Lemant. “The cell is makeshift; we are not in a structurally designed prison area so this must be a cargo hold. The metal on the walls has traces of Titanium Diborite while not being predominantly constructed of it. Therefore, we are most likely in a Caldari hulled ship. That and I can hear the Graviton Reactor. Each reactor system has its own unique feeling.” She glanced at the RSS man with sly smile, “Good thing we’re not in a Gallente ship;” she gasped suddenly, as if in the throes of passion, “Fusion reactors make me absolutely randy.” Her eyes gleamed as if basking in a long ago memory.

Lemant held an unexpressive face throughout Laud’s commentary but he was beginning to suspect that the red headed prisoner was not entirely stable.

“Now, since I can hear the reactor, and feel it’s throbbing…” she turned and placed a hand on the wall like greeting her returned lover, “I can tell by the resonance that we are in something big. Rave….No, not Raven. Scorpion.” She turned to look at the RSS man whose poker face showed slight cracking around the ends, “And since we aren’t under …”she smiled wickedly again, “thrust, we must still be docked and waiting for departure.” She sat down on the bed, stuck a hand under her own shirt and started scratching. “When you idiotfaces sell me into slavery, do you think they’ll make me a veterinarian? I do so love children.” Her face took on a beatific grin and she sat and itched while crossing her legs in front of her.

Lemant shook his head. This one was way out there. He turned and began calling on the comms. “Are you sure this one will work for you? This chick is completely wacko.”

As Laud watched the RSS thug turn and begin speaking, she carefully pulled the underwire from her bra. She sighed as she discontinued her ‘scratching’. Good thing they didn’t strip search her. Laud knew quite a bit about the Scorpion battleship. Hell, she had constructed many of them over the years. What she did know is that with the upgraded electronics package that made them and ECM powerhouse, they had kilometers and kilometers of high powered conduit strung throughout the ship. Even the dingy walls of the cargo bay had plenty of power here. The Titanium Diborite impregnated into the walls was a great conductor of electricity and EM. Generally, that was why Caldari ships were shield tanked rather than armor tanked. If this ship followed standard construction layouts, it would theoretically be possible to pass a mild current into the wall and lightly disrupt the power flow through the conduits. Normally, such a small current would be totally indistinguishable but when using an antenna the size of a Scorpion class battleship. There was a chance. It would be small but there was a chance.

“If someone picks this up,” Laud thought, “I’m buying you a pony.”

She stretched out with her back against the wall, casually bending and twisting the underwire. A mock cough and she spit into her palm, coating the bent end of the underwire. Casually, she placed her arms behind her head and began humming a song but also inserting the twisted end of the wire into her capsuleer implants. As the first contacts of the underwire struck the inner hull of the ship, Laud bit down on her tongue to not shout out. “Oh gods,” she thought between the bursts of pain, “this really hurts.”

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(Meta: Nice use of Moris code...do you know it or used some website to type it, wondering because when I translated it back it roughly made sense to me. "SOS SOS LAUD PRIZNR SCORP SOS")

"What is that crazy chick up to now, she is banging her head against the back wall of the cell" Matokin thought to him self as he turned back to the com panel "Are we ready to depart yet he asked." A familiar female voice responded "Not yet , Waiting on clearance". He then glanced over his solder at Laud who for all his knowledge was still banging her head on the back of the cell.

"She is creeping me out how much longer to I have to stay down here" He asked with a tone of appreciation. The same voice replayed "Fine just post a couple of guards in there and you can leave...I dident take you so easily creeped out" The voice this time had a slight sarcastic chuckle to it.

"You will see, this one is trouble" Matokin thought to him self. "2X guards needed in holding area Alpha" Laud herd Matokin's voice ring over the ships PA system. Turning back to Laud Matokin's said "You are in a cell as you so acutely noticed, but we are not total monsters if you want something to eat just ask one of the guards to have someone bring you something...but dont expect any 5 star meal tho."

Just then 2X heavily armed Caldai guards showed up and admist her spits of pain Laud noticed they were of Civireian descent both physically domineering in appearance and stature.

"Watch her closely...she is a nutty one" Matokin said to them as he wearily walked between the 2X guards, as if at any moment one of them would reach out and grab him.

Arriving at his quarters on the ship Matokin walked in said and looked a the clean, blue-grey brightly light almost medical appearance of his room that screamed Caldari style form every nook. All tho the room was bigger than he was used to it was still award for him, as he was used to flying on Minmatar ships. With their rust brown colouring and almost welcoming micro layer of dust on everything in sight. And the familiar warming yellow lights complete with bed that looked as if at any moment it would crash onto the floor.

Walking over to the stainless steel sink he turned on the water grabbed perfectly folded cloth from the shelf adjacent and commenced to wash his face in the cool flowing water, his face still dripping he looked into the mirror above the sink. "How did I get dragged into this" he thought out loud. "Fast money she said...we would fire no guns or shed any tears just quick easy money" He continued in a mockingly female tone. Matokin felt his hands starting to shake and reached for his injection of nerve medication. Just as flash backs started to race through his mind...he could see the faces of all the people he had left behind when he escaped his captors, he began sweating a chilling cold sweat, the type he seen war vets get when they were experiencing flashbacks of the horrors of war. He fell back on the bed and cupped his face in his hands just as he took the injection to stop the flashbacks. “Oh well...This will be my last run then I will have enough money to get her back” again he caught himself once more talking out loud.

Just then he felt the ships engines roared into life “finally we are moving, the sooner that crazy women is offloaded ad we get paid the better. In any case I should try and get some shut eye” he thought, going to be a long trip to where we are going.
As he laid in bed he noticed the steal slotted air vent over his mirror...and suddenly it hit him, he was only 2X decks above the holding cell where Laud was and he suddenly became extremely nervous had she heard him talking to himself....”what if she had had” wondered.

(Meta: wanted to give you a little more insight into Matokin’s mind set with this post)

Laud’s brain was on fire. Each disruption from the independent power cell in her capsuleer implants to the hull of the Scorpion caused a blinding flash In her mind. She repeated the message over and over, barely acknowledging Lemant when he left and the two thug guards replaced him. When the thrusters of the ship came up, she nearly wept.

She had heard some faint voices; did one of them sound like Lemant? ‘No time, no time.’ She thought and tapped out her message with more quickly.

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*--* *-* ** --** -* *-* (Priznr)

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Tears began streaming from her eyes. She was in agony but she had to press on. She knew, this would only work until the ship went into warp. She continued to tap the message. Over and over.

Lailyana has moved from drinking coffee, to going to the station quarters, coming back to the bar, pacing, drinking whiskey, pacing more and getting ever increasinly frustrated. Suddenly, without warning, She slams both fists into a nearby table.

"Damnit I cant sit here and sit Idly by, we have to help Laude!" she yells, everybody in the bar looking up at her outburst.

"How can any one of you present in here just sit down and do nothing, I have not known Laude very long, but im sure she would be firing on every single station and gate from here to Rens and back!"

the fire in her eyes suddenly matched the color of her hair, as she became more irrate.

"She Stood up to that, that whoever it was when he threatened harming every single on us in here, i cant sit here, Im going to find laude.

Lailyana stormed out of the bar in the direction of the stations quarters and hangers, the fire and passion in her eyes as she walked out suggested she wasnt coming back without laude.