Rocky sighed, as he asked a passing waiter for a bottle of Vodka. "Hrm..." He shrugged as he laid back against the soft and sleak fabric of his chair, thinking over the options for a few moments. "We're in an interesting situation. We currently have no clue where Ashley could be... She could quite literally be anywhere in all of Sirius." He started rolling a coin between his fingers as he stared up towards the cold, metal ceiling, finally letting a smirk come across his face. "This should be a fun reunion at the end." He caught the coin and gave it to the waiter as a tip, as the bottle of clear happiness hit the table. He poured himself a drink, pushing the bottle towards the center of the table for any interested, and started sipping at it. "We're going to need Someone's help in this Goodie. That means anyone who might have the vaguest idea of where she is, is going to be someone we want to be in touch with." He downs his drink, letting out a satisfying sigh as the cool and fierce liquor went down. "Any Leads then Goodie?"
"The pen is mightier than the sword." -Edward Bulwer-Lytton. "Whoever said the pen is mightier than the sword never encountered automatic weapons." -General Douglas MacArthur
"Rockwell has a point.", replied Aleski while pouring a small amount of vodka in his glass. "If we don't have any solid leads, us three musketeers won't be able to accomplish much."
As the Ensign started consuming the vodka, he let out a face of slight dissatisfaction.
"Ah... Freeports don't serve the best liquor around, do they?"
Izzy sat with Ellie a small distance away from the now trio. SHe had her lsitening device primed and running. Izzy flicked her shoulder length blonde hair over her shoulder. On impulse, Ellie mirrored her.
"So, Ashley Taylor?"
"Orion, got any intel?"
Jacob responded.
"Nope. Nothing. We can search the back channels and such."
"Do it. We can keep watch...but Goodman...he's an ex-BAF Commander...the opposite of dear Zack."
"Dont embarrass your brother."
"Hey, I can."
"Wonder when McKay and Zelenka are gonna fix the formula..."
"I dont wanna be stuck at 19 years with ya'll forever!"
The both giggled for a second.
They continued to listen the the conversation.
"Suffolk Fleet?"
"Hmm..."
"I can tail them with the Midnight Roar"
"My specialty."
"I'd like Jeremy, but eh...not with whats going on."
"Yeah...You gonna keep the Orion tuned to my frequncy as I tail these, and i qoute, three musketeers?"
"Unforntuantely they aint frenchies."
The two laughed,
Ellie exited the bar, passing close to the three a she went. She glanced in thier direction, glanced up and down Austin, and continued on her way. She climbed into her trusty CHaron, dubbed Star Seeker, and launched. She made a deliberate flyby of the Bar's windows, and did a small stunt to tell Izzy seeya, and rocketed up to where the trusty Orion sat, imposing.
"Any information regarding her?" Austin repeated the question, or rather a summarized version of the question. "One, a Paramilitary pilot in the Gas Miners Guild."
He nodded towards Aleski, "Your extensive knowledge of the surrounding Rheinland Systems will be able to get us, hopefully, in Sigma-13 where I can arrange a meeting with this lad. Oh and Rockwell, this chap owes you one apparently."
Austin shrugged and notice person leave, and notice she was looking at him. He winced a bit and turned his attention fully back on the situation before him. "Right. So I believe our first order of business on finding our missing Lieutenant would be to contact and arrange a meeting with this Miner. After that, actually go and find her and bring her back to the Suffolk infront of Sir Nelson, then face the trial."
He shook his head thinking about what had happened to that Ensign that attempted to sell stolen military equipment on the black market. Tied to a pole and shot dead by a firing squad. Didn't seem to be the most honorable way to go, in Austin's mind. Though that didn't stop him from doing what he was doing now, being a fugitive Armed Forces Commander on the run.
Maybe if he returned with Taylor at his side, the worse he'll face would be jail time, or at least he hopes.
"So, anyone like to add anything else to our little plan before this journey actually starts?"
Sipher chuckled a bit, not surprised one bit by the plan Goodie came up with. "Always trying to be so honorable and chivalrous. 'Save the maiden, then return to face your just and due death.' Something tells me Ashley won't be too happy with that plan..." He shrugged, sipping at his just poured drink, "Other than that, I have no issues with the plan. I'm interested into which one of those Arrogant nebula-riders it is who owes me This debt." He finished his drink and capped the bottle, Smirking. "So when do we Head Out?"
"The pen is mightier than the sword." -Edward Bulwer-Lytton. "Whoever said the pen is mightier than the sword never encountered automatic weapons." -General Douglas MacArthur
Aleski, arms crossed and with a characteristically stern face, listened attentively to Austin's briefing of what needed to be done. The part involving Sigma-13, however, made the Ensign feel slightly uneasy. As a former Rheinwehr pilot, he was taught about Rheinland's humiliating defeat there and how it was never to happen again. He was also concerned about his current standing in Rheinland, given his past. Aleski quickly dismissed those thoughts, choosing to let all parties involve share their piece before intervening.
Indeed... there is no shortage of ways to enter Sigma-13, normally or... stealthily, if detection ought to be avoided.
Letting his arms on the table, interlocking his fingers together, he continued.
This should turn out alright. No worries on my part.
Deneth didn't feel entirely comfortable uttering these words. Despite this, he brushed away the uneasiness and let out a slight sigh.
Izzy continued to nurse her drink.
Sigma 13? Huh, GMG place. Not her favorite. On a sudden impulse, she eyed her empty glass, and picked up where Ellie had started. Ellie and Jeremy would honestly kill her for this crazy plan but hey, she had Jeremy wrapped around her finger (kinda) and Ellie was just as bit as reckless as her brother. She got up and walked over to the trio.
"Hey, any of you got an extra couple credits? I'm out and was hopeing for another drink before heading home."
Above, in the Heavy Assault Carrier (or, jokingly called BattleCarier by the crew) Orion, Ellie sat on the command chair.
"I think me and Jeremy have been a bad influence...please tell me this thing still holds together."
"Yes ma'am, but I can have all nonessential people head to Destiny."
"Good idea. ANd someone tell Izzy she's almost as reckless and crazy as Jeremy."
He was just about to get up until a figure appeared next to him. He glanced up just a bit to see that it was a female wearing a rather cruddy outfit. He whinced a bit hearing what she was asking for. "Lass, if your some poor beggar that some how got onto a Freeport.." He trailed off and shook his head remembering that he still served the people, even though he was a fugitive.
Though he hoped and prayed that this girl didn't exactly know who he was. So he reached into his pocket and pulled out a credit chip worth one hundred credits and handed it to her. "If you'll excuse us, we have important business to attend to." He said smiling a bit and pushing himself out of the seat then waving, signaling for the Ensign and Rockwell to follow him.
"Don't spend it all in one place." He said as he passed the girl, heading towards the door way.
Rocky got up as well, pocketing his flask in his jacket before giving a considerate nod of his head to the woman. "Have fun with the liquor Miss."
He casually went out of the bar, with his usual smirk, added on with the old feeling of adventure. He made stride beside Goodie as he spoke. "So, I guess first thing on our list is to contact this Miner fellow." He stretched a bit as they headed towards the hangar bay. "We know anything about him? Name, Age, Favorite Color?" He smirked his usual grin for a moment, knowing Goodie probably knew little to nothing about the man. Not that he cared anyways. "Not like that'll stop us, I'm just being curious, as Always."
"The pen is mightier than the sword." -Edward Bulwer-Lytton. "Whoever said the pen is mightier than the sword never encountered automatic weapons." -General Douglas MacArthur
Izzy pocketed the cash with a flicker of a smile. He was a good man, so she didnt have to worry about having a wing make the three 'disappear'. She bought another drink and walked to her Raven's Talon. it was actually true, she was broke. She had left most of her cash on Orion. As she changed from her clothes, which she threw into the engines since they where old and she didnt care about them, and slipped on her flight suit. When she launched, she activated her EM shield and hide behind and asteroid. She waited for the trio to launch.
High above them, Ellie laid back and sighed as they waited. Nothing better to do than follow some Rogue Oficer on a hunt for some girl. Sounded like Jeremy, except he probably would already know where she was, the sneaky SOB.
"Does Jeremy-"
"Nope. He called when I told him and said that. He sticks to Liberty."
"Figures."
Down below Izzy sighed. she activated the holopad and started to play poker with the AI of the Orion, Hope.
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