Durban Station Biodome: The Mad Mako

[Lythrilux]

"Hm, well whilst I habor no ill will against you for what you did, however your comrades may think otherwise. Although, your torture did warrant a useful piece of technology for The Core which will be studied" Nodtviet smiles, before he takes a large gulp of his water. "Onto the next subject of discussion: who are the people who know of the antidote to your condition? We must seek them immediately!" He says vehemently, looking directly at her pale face once more.

"Remember though Raven, pain is temporary..." he starts to trail off.

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[.Flourescent.]

Shiro shakes her head and smiles "I'm afraid I can't do that, Rayne-san...I don't know if I'll be able to drink...that. And..what initiation of Mako...What are you talking about?" she looks confused

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[Savannah]

Rayne shakes her head contritely, looking at her shy friend, then she begins laughing.

"Ah my dear, actually it was a joke... there is no formal initiation here..." Rayne looks through her now empty glass. "I'm not a drinker myself, but sometimes it's nice to fire a slug or two after a long day." She becomes serious again.

"But tell me, Shiro, how are you? I haven't seen you for a while, and to tell the truth, I started to worry a little"

[Kauket]

“I wouldn't imagine I'd be happy if I got shot in the face” she would slightly smirk, intending it as a light joke.

She goes on to take a longer and slower intake of her drink, curiously eyeing him as he speaks. Raven places down her drink on the table again, her expression droops down into a more casual manner, being pleased from his surprisingly defensive tone, “The ones that can cure it, are the ones who caused it... That one being Kelly Hellion. This said person also has a cruiser that goes by the name of Tombstone, a fairly advanced one too, might I add... “

I wonder if he actually cares as a friend, or forever lost as a mind of a leader, appearing as a minority to him. Too bad our feelings aren't mutual... she ponders to herself

Taking a brief sip from the drink again, due to her quench for thirst. “The outcomes out this isn't just the pain progressively building up – might I also comment that pain will possibly evolve beyond 'background' - uh... noise? - Anyway. Said person also has set a, uh, how to put this... A... trigger? A kill-switch on my mind? Like if they just programmed something in my brain...” Frowning slightly “It would be best if I avoid that vessel, as I unfortunately previously discovered in Tohoku. Retribution shall come for them.“ she'd say in a more displeased tone. Raven always hated being placed in a situation where she is enslaved somehow, it would some-what remind of her past before coming to the Omicrons.

She begins to look directly at him, studying to see how he'll react to what she plans to mention to him. “I already found out some several potential ways that could assist on my affliction. I'm sure you remember encountering the Sirens Bell?” she smiles warmly.

[Swifty]

Carter finished his drink with a few large sips from the glass as he noticed more firendly faces entering the Mako. He then stood up and walked to the bar again, a bit more serious this time. Can i have a bottle of Vodka? He asked then looked around one more time. Hmph... He turned back to the bartender and grabbed the bottle and another glass. Thank you. He said with a bit of annoyance in his tone and walked up the the second floor of the Mako. He noticed the strippers dancers and walked towards them. He poured some vodka and observed them with attention, taking small sips from his glass at the time too. "Hmph, at last, some entertainment." He muttered to himself with a smile on his face.

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[Lythrilux]

Erik sighs at the mention of Kelly. "So it's her then. We've had a few encounters with her previously, she's quite high up in The Order if my memory serves me correctly. We need to find this person, and demand that they give the cure. Capture would be a preferable pursuit, followed by torture if necessary". Erik finishes off his water, before slamming his glass back onto the table, before looking at Sapphire with a serious look of determination. "We will inflict torture to her on a scale equal to tenfold of what you had to experience. Vengeance will be ours".

"Anyway... regarding the kill switch we can try to get our engineers to disable it. We already have access to the collar which I believe may have given you this affliction? It will not be long now" He smiles at her.

"Regarding the Sirens Bell, what more can you tell me? I'm interested. I do remember the ship in question, how it was defiant and dodged my questions. What makes it worth our time once more?" Erik looks slightly displeased.

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[Kauket]

Looking slightly unsettled, "If we were going to look for Kelly - best starts would be to look for the Tombstone... That's probably the best idea. "

She gives a vivaciously devious look, “The Sirens Bell? Well – you know the game of “Bad cop and good Cop” ?” her expression turning slightly guilty, nervously chuckling “Aha – well, uh... I'm sure you remember the time we stopped them in Delta. Anyway. I was somewhat having a private communication with them – gaining some 'public' trust by playing the 'good' person – uhh, behind your back too. Sorry. Had to keep it natural somehow, people don't tend to have judgements on the people who aren't really known around these parts, you get what I'm saying, yeah? Anyway. I learned that they are a free-roaming science vessel, who appear to help others if they take interest of the subject... “ she takes a sip,

“It's a family kind of ship, they all seem to be relatives. Though. After that encounter in Delta – they gave a brief explanation about Azurite gas being used a coolant, I believe? They also try to maintain their neutrality by their whole attitude of 'helping where interest' – Hm.”

She takes another drink, finishing it off. She feels as if her throat is becoming dry from the talking, from not having enough fluids in the past few days. Raven goes to signal the barmaiden for another one, with her nodding, acknowledging her request. She changes her posture a bit, her left palm on the side of her face, using her elbow as support on the table.

“There was also rumours from some... certain pilots that they may be involved with the D9 – but... those are rumours... and they seemed pretty fond of leaving Tohoku space when I ran into it the third time. I could probably look into that more, since they feel safer around me – as they know that I won't blast them on sight. Though, one of the pilots known as Jessica said she had some connections within the Order – so she was able to find out the mechanics of the fluid.” She pauses, “Though, there was this... interesting ex-Order pilot, namely John Silverstone, a former Iron Legion pilot, he operates under a vessel called Sirlagsalot. He's annoying as sin but he appears to be constantly stalking the Bell, assuming that they're infested or at least, is the D9's next target. Or is looking out for other Nomadic activity. He also mistaked me for the Sapphire Reaver, of that 'merc corp. Pff. Not nice being mistaked for the panty Reaver. Hmpf, anyway, I can leave a datapad with all the information about the pilots and activities on your desk later today. “

She looks down at her empty cup, ever so slowly beginning to get impatient for the refill, she sighs. So damn thirsty...
“When I was out, I was also searching for other alternatives, examples being the Canaan, finding a Zoner Medic by the name of Doc Holliday, and I even managed to make some Order doctor do something for me. Some rook though. "

Looking out towards the window, “But. I wasn't just seeking information about the fluid during my soul-searching journey, I've also came some other bits of information concerning some groups or individuals...”

[Piombo65]

Ar Sogan doesn't typically attend pubs and sometimes he prefer to stay alone from others, but the exceptions exist and this time he's forced to request quickly a drink, considering that he was out of his favourite drink.
"An Omega Rade Coreberry Flavour, please"
"Here it is"
"Thanks"
He turns around and walks to a corner of the bar, drinking his juice and looking around; There aren't so many brothers that he knew. After drank his drink he returns to the bar counter and rests the glass.
"I must admit it, your drinks are more better than I thought, maybe I could return here"
"I'm glad to hear that, mister! Mostly if said from a Knight like you!"
"Listen, did you heard anything of interesting around?"
"No, mister. Only some rumors that I think you knew"
"Ok, thanks anyway"
He turns around and walks to the exit door and before that the barman could say something like "Wait, you didn't pay!" Ar launches the sum of the account backwards to the counter centering the "transaction plate". He was going out the bar when...

[Implosion]

Daniels was sipping his whiskey accompanied by some almonds in the darkest booth of the bar.
With him, he had his personal guard, Henry and Scarlet, who were watching some weird holovid and giggling like schoolgirls.
After he finished his cigarette off and buried the butt deep in the overflowing ashtray, he picked up his holopad from the table and set up the next song in the que..
He smiled at the sight of Sogan awkwardly moving through the bar and signaled the waitress for a refill.
Daniels also waved to invite him over to his booth...
"Come on pal, don't leave so soon..."

[Piombo65]

Sogan immediately stops. He recognized his voice and surprised his burned face immediately looks to the Guildmaster.
"Guildmaster! Forgive me, I didn't see you!"
He does roman salute, staying to attention, like if he's wating an order...