In a strange mood, you drift back to your bedroom. Mitch sleeps soundly, an ear shifting towards you as you enter. Emma is still sleeping, and after a brief shower, you reclaim your place beside her. You fall into a dreamless sleep soon thereafter, only to be roused the next morning by Emma giving you a chaste peck on the cheek.
"I'd bring you breakfast in bed, but I'm still trying to get that information you wanted. The flyover is ready to go when you give the word, so...be careful." She explains dutifully, flashing you a smile as she leaves. "I ordered breakfast to be brought up for you though!"
Then she's gone, Mitch trailing behind on a chew marked chain. A piece of paper nearby explains what landing pad the ships are waiting at -- they'll be ready for liftoff as soon as you arrive. As if on queue, as soon as you finish reading, a guard knocks on the door. You dress, and receive them, and they set your meal down on the cluttered desk. A porridge of grain meal, with dried fruit mixed in. Pancakes, smothered in grape syrup, and a lot of sauteed insect meat cut into thin ribbons. Beside that is a fluffy looking [omelet] folded into a quarter of the size, the top covered with creamy, tart cheese.
You tuck in as you read what you've been given in terms of an escort team -- its nothing special, you think, but probably an expensive allotment. There will be six gunships to escort the scout hover-craft, which, itself is unarmed. You have enough fuel to reach the western coast and back, as well. The escort vessels have been outfitted with anti-air autocannons, and so have about ten thousand rounds of exploding rapid-fire ordinance each. The pilots, you note, have all had air to air combat experience, as well.
They might have been the only ones in all of the Crusaders, you reckon. Air to air combat here is still in its infancy.
You are Pheobe Gainer AKA Alphira
Local Time: [0935] 11/19/2011
Personal Time: 5 months
Empyreal Time: NO NETWORK CONNECTION.
Cohesion: 91%
You are satiated.
Hands: A pair of leather gloves.
Feet: Woolen socks(hidden)
Torso:A fitted grey shirt with long, tight sleeves.
Lower Body: New grey semi-formal, military-style pants.
Overload: Trained
Bird of Sol's Reign: Qualified
Conquerer's Aura: Initiated
Inferno : Adept
Healing Factor: Apprentice
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Endurance Boost: Amateur.
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Strength Boost: Amateur.
Matter Manipulation:Silicon::Competent
Skill:
Charisma: Apprentice
Skill:
Attrition Warfare: Apprentice
Skill:
Marksmanship: Proficient
[29.38 credits] in local currency.
Michael's Public House: [+.25 credits per month]
[Angel] of The Holy City State of SEED
--High Influence within its borders
--Full command of all military resources
--Assigned a personal team of researchers, medical officers, and trainers.
Grandmother(adopted), Handler: Mother Nicole Gainer
--Contactable in person.
--High Influence with Scholars, Crusaders, the Thornton Family
--Current lawful ruler of Steelworks 9 Region (Crusader Supported)
Organization: The Thornton Family
--Contactable through Emma
--High Influence within Steelworks 9 Region
--Allied with Nicole Gainer, you
*Researching: Radio towers*
Organization: Personal Guard
--A complement of fifty-six guards, highly trained, heavily armed. Each carries a las-rifle, a las-pistol, and a personal knife. They wear Heavily Armored Crusader vests, leggings, boots and face obscuring kevlar face masks.
--Lead by Jennifer Shatterly
--??/56 Loyal, Fanatic
--??/56 Uncertain
--4/56 Defiant
--McGee Foster (Loyal)
--James Foster (Loyal)
--Erica Hail (Loyal)
--Johnathan Shellton (Loyal)
--Eric Armstrong (Loyal)
--Quincy Black (Loyal)
Organization: Thornton Mercenaries
--A complement of hulking Thornton soldiers turned into cybernetically augmented heavy-duty infantry. Equipped with fusion reactor based las-gun assault rifles, Inferno Shotguns, super thick armor, and technicians standing by. They are also equipped with inter and intra-squad radio communicators.
--Lead by William Thornton
--56/56
*Ready for extended operations*
Servant, ? ? ?: Iyal
--A mysterious Outlander woman, branded by SEED as a debt-slave. She wishes to serve you, for a better life after an attempted mugging.
*Currently assassinating key political opponents.*
Ally, Subservient: The Pontifex
--Cowed
--Church leader for the Scholars of the Holy SEED city-state.
--High Influence within its borders
--Incredibly High Influence with Zealots
--Minor feud with Crusaders
Ally, Subservient: William Thornton
Leader of the Thornton Family of Businessmen.
--Contactable in person
--High influence within the Thornton Mercenaries
--High influence within The Thornton Family
--Feared within Steelworks 9 Region
*Coordinating Thornton Family Assets*
Personal Scientist, Ally: Silas Thornton
--Contactable in person
--High influence within The Thornton Family
Contact, Military Trainer Coordinator: Tyler Hop (Cordial)
Lover, Consort: Emma Thornton
--High influence within The Thornton Family
*Currently compiling a list of SEED resources*
Pet, Threat: Mitch, the Barker
A stubby furred, stubby faced hellion of a canine that will possibly mutate in the future.
-8/50 Obedience
-?/50 Affection
-1/50 Respect
Friends(?) (Lost Contact):
-Jesse Hardhouse
-Amanda Silversmith
-John Frost
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