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[Weirdsound]

Wraith:

Right now piece advantage is about even, but you have much better positioning, with most of your pieces on Cromwell's side of the board within a few turns of putting him in check. You have each lost a knight, a bishop and about half your pawns. If you were to take Cromwell's queen but not force his hand by putting him in Check with your next move, he would likely take your queen in turn. Taking his queen and putting him in Check likely set off a sequence of events where you would lose a Rook and a Bishop and Cromwell his remaining Knight, while also allowing Cromwell's king to break free into the middle of the board, away from your strong setup on his end. Trying to corner his king again should that happen would likely open up lanes for Cromwell's Rooks to cut across the board and threaten your king.

"I'd rather not. As I said, it hurts to even think about them. I think its better if I try to keep myself numb. I'm sure you've lost family before."

[Lenglon]

"My family tried to kill me."
That trade is not worth it. continue working positioning to limit him to having no good options, keep myself covered, and make safe trades.

[Taricus]

The Pioneer:

"Aye... but the non-aluminum options are not always easy to get a hold of... Most of that stuff is hoarded by the JDF and more established government projects than us."

Smith chuckles when the idea of not ripping up Crossfire's tech so as to not piss him off comes up. "Have you met that jerk yet? Like up close? He was threatening all sorts of terrible violence against my team for just transporting his stuff onto the ship. I don't think we could make him more angry. There is a pool in my department to guess the date you and/or Prometheus give up and tear Crossfire apart for science."

"Not a bad idea on the design... not bad at all. But I think we can only improve upon the current gen artificial musculature systems so much before we need a better power source anyway..."

"We'll have room to work with on the design for the time being, we likely won't have the room or mass available to install anything special on the augments in order for it all to retain agility, and we won't have the space to install a proper power generator on him if we're just replacing the limbs and ensuring the torso can handle the forces those limbs can output.

And my money is on Prometheus tearing him apart, I'd rather not get any of that crystal dust in my subsystems, I'd much prefer to be the one working on his ship and weapons."

[Weirdsound]

Wraith:

"I know that feeling. My eldest daughter ran off with one of the local subhuman Aztec living under my jurisdiction... broke my heart straight in tw..."

There is a pause, as Cromwell processes that you were speaking literally. "Oh... Damn. And here I was thinking that I was only telling a motivational lie when I used to tell my troops that this earth was messed up."

The game carries on cautiously. Eventually you slip up, and take his Rook with your Bishop, expecting to trade the pieces. Instead of taking the Bishop, however, Cromwell uses the space created by your move to get both his Queen and remaining Rook across the board, where all you have is two pawns protecting your King. This aggression, however, compromises Cromwell's defenses greatly; Both Kings are now in serious trouble. The next mistake will likely decide the game.

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The Pioneer:

"You'd get dust in your circuits either way, mate. I peeked under the hood of the guns already... Can't say I understand them, I'd need clearance to actually poke around, but alot of the components seem to be made of the same stuff Crossfire is."

The younger engineer pulls out his tablet once more, pulling up what appears to be footage of Crossfire standing on the roof of a building and taking down a pair of Military helicopters with a large gun which outputs twisting beams of orange light. "You could try to stir him up. I hear it isn't too hard to get him ranting about the merits of his toys."

[Lenglon]

"It's a  rare thing to happen, but it does. When my abilities were first manifesting things... got out of hand. I did some dumb things, so did they. I don't keep in touch, it's better for everyone that way. I hate them, but they're still family."

[Weirdsound]

Wraith:

"Wait, you have abilities and a family? That would never fly where I come from. We have every citizen tested at birth, and meta-humans are raised at special facilities to ensure that they are loyal to the Empire and only the Empire. They just let you lot run willy-nilly here?" Cromwell chuckles at the absurdity of the situation.

"Reminds me of the pet dwarf-Irishman my dad kept while I was growing up. The little blighter could turn into a moving tree! He would cry at night though, and that bothered the servants, so we eventually had to put him down... Oh... Um... Queen to G1."

With that, Cromwell goes from shedding light on his disturbing view on the non-British, to taking your last pawn and putting you in Checkmate. "I think I win, right? Well played. I'll teach you Pawns and Kings next time; Just bring an un-shuffled deck of cards, a large piece of paper, a pen, and your chess set. Perhaps some device to hold my cards for me so you don't have to see them. The board is two rows and columns bigger, so unless you have something like that, we will just have to draw it."

The Cyborg grins. "My game has an element of luck to it, which means you might have a chance... and also that it is closer in nature to real battle than chess. In my world at least, the better man doesn't always win. I suppose that is what you are counting on with this little 'Project Buckler' of your, hmmm?"

[Lenglon]

"Well played indeed. And this world is far more chaotic than the one you're used to. It's a world where saying something will never happen is a efficient way to be wrong."
"I like competative games because they show how people think. And in this one, you started by feigning weakness to try to draw me into overconfidence, overagression. You played the person, not the game. Yeah, when I didn't fall for it you just went ahead and did the logical, systematic thing, playing solidly and waiting for me to make my eventual mistake, but that tactic was telling. You took the risky, chaotic route, the higher risk, higher reward play. And even now, you want to play the more random, less logical game. You're good at logic, at systematic action. You're comfortable with order and can use it to devastating effect. But you have a spark of chaos in you just the same as us, and too much order is boring."
I give him a predatory grin.
"You'll like it here. We know how to have fun."
I begin packing up the chess set
"Before I go, is there anything you'd like from me?"

[Taricus]

"Ach, I hate it when I have to get the vacuum out for all the damned dust. But you're right, getting him to tell us everything about the weapons while he is gloating should be easy."

[S34N1C]

"Miss, speak that way about tea again and you'll wish Phalanx turned you into cabbage. Now then, on to business.

You are not the only one on this ship who has an intimate relationship with death. I have taken it upon myself to evaluate your abilities so we can understand how to best utilize them. Why don't we start by describing some of the abilities for me."

[Weirdsound]

Wraith:

Cromwell laughs. "Real conflict is more about managing chaos than applying logic. In battle, you don't always know how many pieces the other side has, or even how those pieces will move. The game we just played could only be called a simulation of war if all armies were always identical and brainpower was the only factor that decided victory. If battle was actually like your 'chess', we'd be sending conscripts to university, not bootcamp.

I'm used to Chaos. I just find it a tad absurd that your world seems to embrace it during peacetime."

He emits the strange mechanical sigh sound once more. "I suppose I'd appreciate a bottle of Gin if you could get me one. Would help me take the edge off I suppose... Oh. And your name. I never got that from you. If you are trying to play nice with me you should at least share your name."

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The Pioneer:

"Yeah. Shouldn't be to hard. Bet you'll learn some interesting Alien swear words in the process as well."

Smith rises from his seat, and puts his tablet away. "Thanks again for helping with the leg hydraulics, mate, next time I update my own design, I should really focus on easier maintenance. Really shouldn't be a two person job this."

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Killer Queen:

Without warning, your own hand puts down your teacup, raises itself to your eye level, spins around, and gives you the middle finger.

"Like I said, I can control those who are close to death. Usually this just means dying people, but it applies to you and that lizard of yours as well."

She smirks, and releases your hand from her control. "I can also use the wasted life potential of those I end before their time to repair damage to my body. Aside from that, I have the same superior qualities as any other demigod I suppose..."

[Lenglon]

"Absurd, but fun. There's greater tragedy, but also greater joy. Call me Wraith."

[Taricus]

"Definitely do that, don't want those failing when you least want them to. You're welcome for the help though, don't be afraid to ask if you need any more."

Go see crossfire, see if he won't start gloating about the weapons.
Begin work on designing the augments for 'Matador'
Schedule a meeting with Cromwell

[Lenglon]

Wraith actions: Lock up crossfire's gear until we can have a proper meeting about it at least. Do additional research into Crossfire, especially his equipment, through looking through logs and my own experiences mostly, do not mess with his stuff. Write the result up into a useful report. and finally spend some time going over our staff and interacting with them. I want to build the staff's trust where possible.

[Mardent23]

Prometheus Actions: Attempt to find Professor Ching, and get his thoughts on  our current materials, and then check on some of the generic prisoners.

[S34N1C]

"Impressive, though I'll ask you not to do that to me again. I would normally get a more thourough demonstration of your powers, but i seem to be a little short on time. Rest assured, we shall donit another time.

I shall also be giving you an etiquette tutor. Your current attitude is frankly apalling."

With that, Killer Queen leaves the room and heads to her quarters to write a report. She also checks with some of her contacts to see if they have anything for her.

After checkinv her contacts, she will assess thr abilities of Matador, then do some experimentation on one of the more mundane prisoners, and try to improve his/her combat prowess.

((report will be posted within thr next hour or two))