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Resurrection - Stefan.Pomerov - 03-15-2019
They tell tales about Cyosleep...
After all, that is how us humans got out to this god forsaken area of the cosmos....
Cryosleep...
It's not hard,... slow down your body's functions, sleep for how many years you need to get from point A to point B....
... You'll hardly age....
Cryosleep...
Your brain... It'll shut down,... mostly... It;ll leave the more... primitive areas of your brain active....
... Is this.... true?...
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**A Ship Klaxon Blares**
**A flashing image of a young woman on a monitor of a doomed ship, presses her hand on the screen before a ship explodes**
**A 'First Person View' of a young man arguing with one's Military Father...**
**A 'First Person View' of shaking hands with a Professor Moriarty, and receiving a 'nod' in approval from one Mrs. Nicole Hunter....**
**A 'First Person View' of aiming a pistol to the forehead of a man: Tied, Bound, and Gagged to a wooden chair inside a cargo hold.
The pistol fires, instantly killing the man.
The View moves over to the control panel.
The 'butt' of the pistol 'slams' on the 'emergency jetison'
A struggle of keeping one's off hand holding on VS the pull of the vacuum of space.
The 'Closing of the Cargobay doors' is pressed by the same 'butt' of the pistol.**
**Silence**
RE: Resurrection - Stefan.Pomerov - 03-15-2019
System: Unknown
Station: Unknown
Date: Unknown
Time: Unknown
Status within affiliation: Unknown...
Legal Status: ***To be determined***
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A Klaxon blares an alarm to alert medical personnel...
Medical personnel who won't arrive...
...Are they even there to begin with?
...Where they're supposed to even have personnel to be there in 'a case of Emergency'?
Lights flicker on in a Medical bay...
This Medical Bay was built long ago....
Wires and Fiber Optic cables hang from the ceiling...
Not much is in operation...
Not much in the way of functionality...
...Yet, a single Cryosleep pod is in order...
...And it's systems are reactivating.... Resuscitating it's occupant...
That occupant a long time, highly wanted criminal of the Lane Hackers.
The screen above the pod springs to life with the data of the occupant:
Name: Stefan Pomerov
Age: <redacted>
Planet of Birth: <Unknown/Redacted>
Warrants for:
Piracy - Dozens of counts
Smuggling - Hundreds of counts
Sedition - Six counts
Treason - One Count
Espionage - Unknown counts
Holding a private Corporation's base for ransom - One Count
Holding a private Corporation's base for personal gain - Three dozen counts
Blockading a private Corporation's base in the means of Piracy - Dozens of counts
Wanted: Dead or Alive....
Public Status: **Presumed Dead**
Warrant Status: All Warrants Canceled Via Liberty System Judicial Inquiry - Case No: <Redacted / Unavailable>
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RE: Resurrection - Stefan.Pomerov - 03-15-2019
** As the Cryrosleep pod opens, Pomerov bursts back into life.
He looks around at the decay of the station, not knowing how he gotten there...
..almost forgetting why he was there...**
...'The Heat was too much... Somebody was going to get me... I needed to 'cool off'...
... 'I wish I didn't make that pun to myself...'....
**Stefan Pomerov quickly punched on any consoles that were still active.... Omega 3..... And he had a ship.... Docked, but not with his usual call sign... Seems like his 'Tool Trade' had it's call signs rewritten... But not the Command Codes.... The same BullMastiff that he bought and used for Pirating long ago.... And it's cargo hold, stocked... How fortunate.... Seems like having an empty wallet isn't something worth worry some...**
**...As it seems that all of his other command codes are inoperable... Figures.. Standard security practice.... Expect nothing less**
*Pomerov enters the bridge of the Bullmastiff and renames it back into his own....*
Pomerov: Nav Comp.... Set course to Mactan...