Andy 'gregor' mac'Millan, the past, the now and then.

[Captain]

"Nua-Geata"

al these years of service for 'them' all these frequent visit's here
at Nua-Geata, do they have a frequent visitor discount I wonder,
time is relative they say in space, time, am.

every day, I think it's a day, these gaurds here, *sighs*
been here enough here to know who's who, as I walk
towards the group of gaurds, people of the lesser kind step aside,
I nod to a gaurd and he walks with me to the upper levels.

what should I say this time, I really don't know......

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[Captain]

"Nua-Geata" (continued)

wait'n outside? they do know who they're seeing right?
I out raged to the guard accompanying me, he just stood there,
saying nothing, doing nothing.

when the door finally opened, I saw them again, this time would be different,
not here again. never no more.
a loud bang, sirens and people screaming and talking randomly,
nothing makes sense to my ears
Andy, speaks one of the judges, Andy? Andy...Andy! I felled a slap in my face,
it was the guard I was with, I look around, the 'ol liner, everywhere I see
alarm lights flicking on and off, with the vague beep drumming my ears,

everything's woozy, what happened, I cough to him, what happened!......

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[Captain]

"Ol' Liner"

oh man, what in a wordly mess did I came now,
the gaurd who was supposed to bring me the the captain's office
just stood there, with his back to the wall, nothingness in his eyes,
as my vision clears a bit I see that he is dead....

Sparks fly around me, wounded inmates shouting about injuries and dead bodies,
some spots even fire broke out, yet the automated systems malfunction to take it out.

curses came sprawling out of my mouth, while I strumbled forward to the bridge deck, as I pushed down 3 guards suffering from serious injuries, I reached the bridge-deck, or what was left of it, somehow it depresurised and sucked most crew out through a hole what is now covered by a giant table.. it was an odd sight.

no-one payed attention to me. being occupied by the fire and fixing the giant table....

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[Captain]

"Ol' Liner" (continued)

Seems like I wasn't more crazy then they tell me I am,
ceithre-chontae I sighed, yet they managed to set up a trap
for this Ol' Liner, Just the same to you then! I shouted with a laugh in it.
I felled something hit my head and it all went black as my body shutted down.

you got him? who is he? I don't know, he looks like the guy on this picure, hmm yeah but then way older and eurh smellier, *coughs*
(gunfire shots, people being shot up close)
does he really need to be alive? yes we owe him that part. how much...we'll see...

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[Captain]

"Business Associates"

Dripping sounds surround me, rain falling on the leaking roof,
the smell of a dirty factory nearby.

Good morning lad I hear as I try to open up my eyes and get my mind focused,
looks like they knocked you out very well, here, let me check the chains (ratttle rattle) yes, yes, still there on your feet,
rest some more my friend, tonight is your night!

I look around, what a mess, (gun shots are heard) get him out boys
not again.......

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[Captain]

"Business Associates" (continued)

Bagged and tagged, I wonder where they bring me, the engine sounds like
a freighter, what the heck are they doing with me, is this some kind of joke?

a door opens and a man removes the bag over my head,
seems like you're luckey mate, got yer some papers 'ere, just for yer info lad,
yer name is mac'Millan, A mac'Millan.

I look up, it's an old friend of me, as I try to stand up I feel the strains on my arms tied to the chair,
On what do I deserve this treatment! I angerly vouch him, relax he said, with these documents you can apply for a job
as a citizen of the Queendom of bretonia, see it as a gift from a old friend *he smiled* in one week you are a free man, so to speak,

just remember we'll be watching yer moves....

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[Captain]

"Nua London"

I grab my storm-proof umbrella out my suitcase, Central station..
here was I supposed to meet up with my 'agent',
All I see is strangers looking at me, as if I was the stranger,
over here some-one calls me in the distance.

Rain poors down heavily, making visibility very low
that and the crowded central station make it hard to communicate

LETS GO TO THE BAR MY FRIEND!, do I know you?
you'll soon know he laughs....

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[Captain]

"Nue London" (continued)

it was late in the afternoon, the 'the blue haring' was still quite empty,
while I was not alone here, it felled lonely with my glass of bourbon.
as I slowly drank my drink clearing my mind of unwanted thoughts
and stress, calming me down.

I grabbed my tablet, checking my facebook account,
nothing new I sighed, mail I softly whispered, maybe there..
better do something I'm postponing too long already,

::you are now logged in:: said the website,
colorfully, corporations situated in bretonia with job offers, as I scrolled down the list
hmm, Borderworld Exports, didn't I read an article about them in the union magazine?
application form, well here goes nothing I softly spoke in myself.....

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[Captain]

"Neu London" (continued)

here, bill is on me lad, thanks I guess mate...
I still wonder why he's being so kind and all, our past didn't really
match our reputations in the field. it was like I was being ditched as
something valuable in a second hand store.

*bing*, the sound of an incoming mail, aswell as a small light
flashing red to white signaling the user, me, that there is a mail to read.
as if it's a pavlov reaction I grab 'my' tablet, which I got from my so called friend here.
automated reply from the office of Border World Exports...

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Good evening sir,

We of Border World Exports have received your inquiry,
And will process it accordingly, you will receive within 14 businessdays an answer.
Please duly note that any acquisitions related to the job application is not appreciated,
Citizens of the Queendom of Bretonia have priority over all other houses.

Signed,

Ms J. Frances,

Head of Human Resources

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Seems like they will contact you soon, here's the key to your palace,
ye can keep the tablet, may come usefull now, enjoy your stay there,
just remember, we'll be watching you.
he says as he gives me the keys and the symbol with his fingers pointing to his eyes and then to me.

Still raining outside, slowly I walk to the hotel, it took me almost a hour
to get there, I greeted kindly the man behind the desk,
I already have a key but still asked directions, hmm this place looks even worse then Nue Geata,
at least it's dry.......

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[Captain]

"Ye Olde Towns Inn"

I look into the brochure lying on the table annex desk in my room,
Then look up to my room, this totally isn't what the picture is saying.
better get outside, maybe I can find my hidden deposit here on Nue London.

Nervously I look around me, checking if I'm being followed,
seems I'm not being checked upon as they want me to think, or they are
very good at shadowing. After walking randomly towards my goal, shaking of any possible pursuers,
I walk into the Bank of New London.

This is a hold up...I think in my mind, imagining all the screaming persons aswell as the quick reaction of the security guards,
behind the desks and near the doors. that would mean a quick and painfull death if you had a gun, or a slow one in jail.
walking up to the automated desk, I check in using 'my' credentials...

"Welcome back" the machine colourfully said,
aswell as a list of options to choose from, just as I want to pick an option
I feel a hand on my shoulder....

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