Jovireh Velal
Security & Tactical
[TI18]
Posts: 2,609 Likes: 55
Rank: Senior Chief Petty Officer
Position: Chief of Security/Tactical
Species: Betazoid/Romulan
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Post by Jovireh Velal on Nov 24, 2020 8:51:39 GMT
[Doctor Paawin Riyo ("Butch") - Front Ear Station - The Dancing Leprechaun]The Bajoran ignored the Andorian's demand for refills, knowing he wouldn't be drinking any more, as tempting as it was. It did seem that Harmon had finally struck a nerve with Mabel though, and he couldn't help the small smirk that played across his face. He'd have to remember that bit of information for later. Now that he actually knew who she was, it could come in handy. When his boss indicated it was time for them to leave, Butch couldn't agree more, and took a couple steps back. His attention was drawn to the Andorian however, when the young man stood up to leave as well and stumbled into Harmon. He must have forgotten that Butch knew exactly how strong that Andorian Ale was. Unless those two drinks were the first two the other had in his entire life... His pale blue eyes darkened dangerously as he swiftly stepped around Harmon, both arms lashing out as he moved to roughly shove the young Andorian back against the bar he'd just left. "I don't know what you're playing at, but underestimating us is going to be the last mistake you ever make!" He snarled, positioning himself between Harmon and the others.
Tag Shavan Th'zhaar ; soft tag Matthew Harmon Judith Eastman (Mabel)
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Matthew Harmon
Intelligence
[TI42] Frontier's Most Malcontent Malcontent
Posts: 540 Likes: 18
Rank: Lieutenant Commander
Position: Intelligence Officer
Species: Human
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Post by Matthew Harmon on Nov 24, 2020 13:40:19 GMT
[Chloe Hudson - Commercial Docks]Chloe wasn't too sure how to respond. She couldn't just give Matthew up, but this was an abnormal encounter. For one the Horta knew her name, which was odd. She wasn't a well known member of the Front publicly. She took a moment to consider if she should confirm who she was, but then the Horta mentioned Bejita. That was the ship of Matthew's informant. The Bajoran. Or half Bajoran at least. Chloe detested the Bajorans, they'd enslaved her and her family for her childhood. Though perhaps she should only detest Ozu Saya half as much. The Vulcan's weren't too bad after all. "Yes...I'm Chloe," she said cautiously before nodding at Kova and handing over the gear as she gave the order for Chloe to deal with this development. "What's happening, you've gotta be quick. And I can't just call him without knowing what it's about," she said, lowering her voice. "We need to be careful," she subtlety looked around to make sure no one was listening fortunately the coast was clear. [Matthew Harmon - The Dancing Leprechaun] As Matt got up to leave, Shavan followed, clumsily stumbling. He hadn't drunk that much and had only just now suddenly begun slurring. He was clearly faking. As Matt turned around to face the Andorian, he saw Butch had beat him to it who moved to shove Shavan. Instead, Matt looked over himself, and patted himself down, eventually finding a device in his pocket which he set down calmly and carefully on the table. Perhaps analysing it could come in handy later.
"Really, Mabel? Is that the quality of the training you're providing now? That sloppy an attempt at deception? I'm sure Mother will be so disappointed when she hears of this," he wasn't going to give Shavan the dignity of presupposing he had any degree of agency, and besides, this would serve to further denigrate Her Royal Highness.
Raggir, moved next to Butch, ready to provide support and smash the upstart little Andorian's head in if need be. He glanced between Matt and Mabel, indicating that he was awaiting orders. "What am I going to do with you, Mabel?" he asked, shaking his head.
Tag: Kova Sh'qaleq, Sven Aune, Shavan Th'zhaar, @butch, Leanna Mazal, Judith Eastman
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Judith Eastman
Civilian
Grandma
Posts: 2,593 Likes: 84
Rank: Civilian/other
Position: Civil Servant
Species: Human
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Post by Judith Eastman on Nov 24, 2020 17:24:25 GMT
[Matt Harmon - The Dancing Leprachuan]Matt could tell, ever so slightly, that Mabel was at least knocked off balance by his comments. Good. She deserved it. Eventually she tried to reenter the contest of insults but really seemed unable to respond beyond egging on Shavan's lazy insults. "Well its been fun," he said standing up, "I'm going to go see what food they have at the bar," he said hoping to get a moment away so he could contact Chloe and Kova and see how they were doing. [ Shavan Th’zhaar - The Dancing Leprechaun] It didn’t seem like they were going to get anything useful out of Harmon this way. Annoyingly, the Terran and his lackeys maintained their composure. Oh well. It was time to move on with the plan that had been made back on the Determined. “Finally. Good riddance.” Shavan muttered when Harmon stood up to leave. He took a long drink from the second ale and looked to Mabel. “We should go too. I’ve had enough of this vermin-infested dump.” he declared, slurring the words a little. With that he got up and moved to walk away, but as he stepped away from the bar Shavan stumbled as if drunk. Instinctively he reached out and grabbed Harmon’s shoulder to steady himself. Quickly realizing the mistake, Shavan attempted to save face by giving Harmon and his companions one last sneer, and pulled his hand back as if he had touched something disgusting. Turning away from them, he gave Mabel a significant look. The small site-to-site transporter beacon he had slipped in Harmon’s pocket with his other hand was ready. They just had to get out of earshot and give the order to activate it before it was noticed. [Doctor Paawin Riyo ("Butch") - Front Ear Station - The Dancing Leprechaun]The Bajoran ignored the Andorian's demand for refills, knowing he wouldn't be drinking any more, as tempting as it was. It did seem that Harmon had finally struck a nerve with Mabel though, and he couldn't help the small smirk that played across his face. He'd have to remember that bit of information for later. Now that he actually knew who she was, it could come in handy. When his boss indicated it was time for them to leave, Butch couldn't agree more, and took a couple steps back. His attention was drawn to the Andorian however, when the young man stood up to leave as well and stumbled into Harmon. He must have forgotten that Butch knew exactly how strong that Andorian Ale was. Unless those two drinks were the first two the other had in his entire life... His pale blue eyes darkened dangerously as he swiftly stepped around Harmon, both arms lashing out as he moved to roughly shove the young Andorian back against the bar he'd just left. "I don't know what you're playing at, but underestimating us is going to be the last mistake you ever make!" He snarled, positioning himself between Harmon and the others. [Matthew Harmon - The Dancing Leprechaun] As Matt got up to leave, Shavan followed, clumsily stumbling. He hadn't drunk that much and had only just now suddenly begun slurring. He was clearly faking. As Matt turned around to face the Andorian, he saw Butch had beat him to it who moved to shove Shavan. Instead, Matt looked over himself, and patted himself down, eventually finding a device in his pocket which he set down calmly and carefully on the table. Perhaps analysing it could come in handy later.
"Really, Mabel? Is that the quality of the training you're providing now? That sloppy an attempt at deception? I'm sure Mother will be so disappointed when she hears of this," he wasn't going to give Shavan the dignity of presupposing he had any degree of agency, and besides, this would serve to further denigrate Her Royal Highness.
Raggir, moved next to Butch, ready to provide support and smash the upstart little Andorian's head in if need be. He glanced between Matt and Mabel, indicating that he was awaiting orders. "What am I going to do with you, Mabel?" he asked, shaking his head. [NPC - 1st. Lt. Mabel Eastman - The Dancing Leprechaun]Mabel had hoped that Shavan would drop the bug smoothly and go, but alas, they were caught. She knew she'd have to somehow get out of this situation, and bantering with Harmon wouldn't do the job. She could abandon the Andorian and let the Nyberrite security forces settle this, but that wouldn't do either. Sure, it would be her mother's approach, but it didn't seem quite right. She took her disruptor pistol and whacked Raggir in the head with it.
Tag Matthew Harmon , Jovireh Velal , Shavan Th'zhaar
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Ozu Saya
Engineering/Ops
[TI19]
Posts: 878 Likes: 29
Rank: Master Chief Petty Officer
Position: CoB/Chief Engineer
Species: Vulcan-Bajoran
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Post by Ozu Saya on Nov 24, 2020 23:52:35 GMT
[Ozu Saya - Bijeta] Saya hated sending her friend off alone when she knew Horta weren't viewed as sentient beings by many, but there was no other way to both protect Opal and have a chance at getting a warning to Harmon's people. Her mouth popped open in horrified rage as the hulking beast used his ridiculous metal claws to rip apart her communications console. So unnecessary, she muttered, face going nearly olive with attempting to suppress her anger. Saya made her way to one of the other stations since there was no 'center chair' as it were. She was usually at the helm, but since Eastman had co-opted that spot... It only took a few minutes to maneuver around the station to Harmon's ship, and then Saya was expected to get them aboard. She blew out a breath. Phoenix, it's Ozu, Saya said brusquely. I need to speak to Harmon ASAP. I have vital information for him. Permission to dock? [Vitath - Bridge, Phoenix]
Vitath had remained on board the Phoenix to deal with any problems that may arise there. Curiously, and indeed suspiciously, the smuggler Ozu Saya appeared requesting permission to dock. Usually he would have denied such a request, but the woman seemed urgent and hurried, and Vitath was one of a handful of people who knew Harmon had been working with her in secret. "Yes..." he said guardedly after a moment to contemplate. "Security to docking bay," he ordered before rising from his chair and heading to meet them himself along with two security personnel who would arrive there before him.
Tag: Judith Eastman, Sven Aune, Ozu Saya[ Kova Sh'qaleq - Commercial Docks, Front Ear Station ] Kova felt an actual wave of relief as Chloe announced that she had managed to get the access card. "Good. Now, let's get the hell out of here," the Andorian stated. The last thing she wanted to do was linger too long under S'Riia's scrutiny. The Caitian may get curious or even worse discover that her pocket had been picked. The pair were on their way when a rather unexpected obstacle presented itself in the form of a Horta. This was the last thing they needed. And it wasn't as if this could be a discreet conversation, because... hello, a Horta! She seemed to direct her question to Chloe. Yet, they hardly had time to have such a conversation. When the Horta stated that it was looking for someone, Kova peeked around it and her eyes fell upon S'Riia, whom seemed at least a bit curious about the Horta that they appeared to be speaking with. "There's a directory nearby. Knock yourself out." Kova stated. She then turned and nudged Chloe. "We need to go."
Tag: Matthew Harmon (Chloe), Sven Aune (Opal) [ Ozu Saya - Bijeta] Saya hated sending her friend off alone when she knew Horta weren't viewed as sentient beings by many, but there was no other way to both protect Opal and have a chance at getting a warning to Harmon's people. Her mouth popped open in horrified rage as the hulking beast used his ridiculous metal claws to rip apart her communications console. So unnecessary, she muttered, face going nearly olive with attempting to suppress her anger. Saya made her way to one of the other stations since there was no 'center chair' as it were. She was usually at the helm, but since Eastman had co-opted that spot... It only took a few minutes to maneuver around the station to Harmon's ship, and then Saya was expected to get them aboard. She blew out a breath. Phoenix, it's Ozu, Saya said brusquely. I need to speak to Harmon ASAP. I have vital information for him. Permission to dock?
Tag Judith Eastman , Sven Aune , Matthew Harmon [Chloe Hudson - Commercial Docks]Chloe nodded in agreement at Kova as she declared they needed to leave. That run in with the Caitain had been to close for comfort. But then, they were stopped by...a Horta. She hadn't encountered a Horta before. They were strange beings, she had so many questions about them. How did they talk? How did they....well do anything? Kova nudged her to keep moving, but Chloe had a feeling they should hear out this Horta, see what they wanted. You never know when it could be handy. "We're in a hurry, what do you need?" she asked, urgency in her voice. [Matt Harmon - The Dancing Leprachuan]Matt could tell, ever so slightly, that Mabel was at least knocked off balance by his comments. Good. She deserved it. Eventually she tried to reenter the contest of insults but really seemed unable to respond beyond egging on Shavan's lazy insults. "Well its been fun," he said standing up, "I'm going to go see what food they have at the bar," he said hoping to get a moment away so he could contact Chloe and Kova and see how they were doing.
Tag: Kova Sh'qaleq , @jovreiahvelal, Judith Eastman , Shavan Th'zhaar | Bejita || Sven Aune |Sven felt annoyance. We have vital information? That sounds desprite. He shoot his head still holding onto the bomb. At least he got to tear a hole in this rust bucket, and though Judy promised it would be repaired, he wasn't about to the be one to do it. No, some other lackey will have to pull out the plasta-steel u-fix it kit. He grunted and shifted in his seat. | Frontier Station, Civilian docks || Opal Peridot |Uggh, the Horta thought. The blue one was rude. But so were most bipedal organics. So uncouth. Then again she did harbor a deep resentment towards them from all the abuse she received and watching her brood die at the hands of them. At least Chloe was willing to stop for a moment. She paused for a second. She needed to phrase this correctly. "I'm not sure if you are Chloe," she began, "but if you are, I need to speak to Harmon. I have just gotten off the Bejita and I have important information that he may want to listen to."She waited. Tags Matthew Harmon Judith EastmanKova Sh'qaleqOzu Saya[ Ozu Saya - Bijeta] Saya hated sending her friend off alone when she knew Horta weren't viewed as sentient beings by many, but there was no other way to both protect Opal and have a chance at getting a warning to Harmon's people. Her mouth popped open in horrified rage as the hulking beast used his ridiculous metal claws to rip apart her communications console. So unnecessary, she muttered, face going nearly olive with attempting to suppress her anger. Saya made her way to one of the other stations since there was no 'center chair' as it were. She was usually at the helm, but since Eastman had co-opted that spot... It only took a few minutes to maneuver around the station to Harmon's ship, and then Saya was expected to get them aboard. She blew out a breath. Phoenix, it's Ozu, Saya said brusquely. I need to speak to Harmon ASAP. I have vital information for him. Permission to dock?| Bejita || Sven Aune |Sven felt annoyance. We have vital information? That sounds desprite. He shoot his head still holding onto the bomb. At least he got to tear a hole in this rust bucket, and though Judy promised it would be repaired, he wasn't about to the be one to do it. No, some other lackey will have to pull out the plasta-steel u-fix it kit. He grunted and shifted in his seat. [Commissioner Judith Eastman - Bijeta]Judy began to pilot the little ship to dock with the Phoenix, as she processed the exchange. There was certainly something a little off about Ozu's demeanor. "You're so much more lively with us; I'm almost touched," the Commissioner noted, in a tone that was almost inquiring, but thoroughly superior. She left the mechanics of deploying the bomb between Aune and Ozu, and focused on cruising into the docking bay. She was a demanding boss, but not a micromanager.
Tag Ozu Saya and Sven Aune Ozu Saya - Bijeta] Saya managed to toss Eastman a facetious smirk even as her mind raced to figure out a way to warn Harmon's people. Different strokes, she said saucily, then added more seriously, You two should stay out of sight on board while I go talk to them. Wouldn't do for them to think I'm bringing the foxes into the henhouse.
Kindly don't break anything else, She tossed over her shoulder at Aune as she stood and made her way back to the portal.
Tag Judith Eastman and Sven Aune
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Shavan Th'zhaar
Science
[TI35]
Posts: 800 Likes: 19
Rank: Lieutenant
Position: Assistant Chief of Science
Species: Orion/Andorian
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Post by Shavan Th'zhaar on Nov 25, 2020 3:28:27 GMT
[ Shavan Th’zhaar - The Dancing Leprechaun] Shavan glared at the Bajoran when he shoved him back against the bar. “I could say the same to you.” he answered coldly. He barely had time to say anything else, or push back, before Harmon found the device. Damn it. Shavan stared at them defiantly, trying to ignore the sinking feeling in his gut and act like he didn’t care. “Whoops. Must have dropped something.”
He was a bit surprised that it was Mabel who struck the first blow. They weren’t blocking her path; surely she could have tried to run for it and leave him to deal with the consequences of failure. But there was no time to dwell on it, and no more trying to talk their way out. Following Mabel’s lead, he shoved back against the Bajoran. Keeping his own disruptor pistol concealed for the moment, he quickly grabbed a bottle from the bar top behind him and attempted to smash it over the Bajoran’s head. Jovireh Velal Matthew Harmon Judith Eastman
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Leanna Mazal
Civilian
Posts: 1,728 Likes: 32
Position: Civilian
Species: Betazoid
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Post by Leanna Mazal on Nov 25, 2020 8:46:19 GMT
[ Seamus - The Dancing Leprechaun] After leaving the two factions to their childish banter and one up man ship especially Eastman's daughter with her talk of punishments and empty threats. Seamus had moved to the other end of the bar, in order to serve other customers who were keen to avoid that particular group. Of course that didn't mean that he was completely ignoring them and was in fact keeping a close eye on the situation, waiting for the right opportune moment in order to get Harmon on his own. What he hadn't or should of anticipated was a possible skirmish between the Rebels and the remnants of the Empire and so as the Andorian hybrid pushed into Harmon. Seamus got ready to intervene especially when Mabel decided to use her disruptor to hit one of Harmon's people rather than do the sensible thing of leaving or denying that she and her lackey any wrongdoing. That was just typical in Seamus's eyes and yet he wasn't about to let this kind of behaviour attract Nyberrite security, not that he was going to tell them that as he moved quickly towards the fight that was brewing. As Shavan then shoved the Bajoran, Seamus raised his voice and looked at them all. " Enough, I won't have any fighting in my bar, now I suggest that you two" He said angrily, indicating Mabel and Shavan. " Get out, before I call Security and consider yourselves no longer welcome in this establishment".If either of them tried anything, the Irishman was ready and for their sakes hoped that they would leave without any further fuss, so he could then speak to Harmon and the others.
Tag Matthew Harmon Judith Eastman Shavan Th'zhaar Jovireh Velal
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Jovireh Velal
Security & Tactical
[TI18]
Posts: 2,609 Likes: 55
Rank: Senior Chief Petty Officer
Position: Chief of Security/Tactical
Species: Betazoid/Romulan
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Post by Jovireh Velal on Nov 25, 2020 10:28:30 GMT
[Doctor Paawin Riyo ("Butch") - Front Ear Station - The Dancing Leprechaun]He didn't take his eyes off the Andorian while Matt patted himself down, but he could see the man pull something out of his pocket and set it on the table. Raggir stepped up next to him, ready to help, and Butch was always grateful to have the large Orion on his side. Much better than going up against him. Harmon finished his 'disappointment speech', Mabel lashed out and... Did she seriously just pistol-whip an Orion bodyguard? Yes, it would seem she did. Butch wasn't sure if that was more brave or stupid. But he didn't have time to think on it, as the Andorian took advantage of his momentary distraction and shoved him back. Stumbling a couple steps, he grabbed onto the edge of a table to keep himself from falling, and quickly regained his balance. Looking back over, he saw a glass bottle coming down towards his head, and had just enough time to lift his arm to absorb the blow. The glass broke upon impact with his forearm, and left a few deep gashes in its wake, but he'd rather it be his arm than his face. Righting himself, he was just about to throw a punch when the bartender rushed back over to yell at them, kicking out the two lackeys. Butch hesitated for a brief moment, his gaze darting over to Harmon for confirmation. Were they really going to just let these two go, after whatever it was they just tried to pull on him?
Tag Matthew Harmon Shavan Th'zhaar Leanna Mazal (Seamus) ; soft tag Judith Eastman (Mabel)
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Matthew Harmon
Intelligence
[TI42] Frontier's Most Malcontent Malcontent
Posts: 540 Likes: 18
Rank: Lieutenant Commander
Position: Intelligence Officer
Species: Human
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Post by Matthew Harmon on Nov 25, 2020 12:13:50 GMT
[Matt Harmon - The Dancing Leprechaun] Matt was somewhat suppressed when Mabel pistol whipped Raggir. He'd expected her to make an exit, and certainly didn't expect her to attack the burly Orion. Raggir took the hit well, but was stunned for a moment, more in surprise than as a result of the actual hit itself. Once he'd processed what had happened, he lunged towards Mabel attempting to grab her arm and violently disarm her. At the same time, Matt instinctively reached to his hip to draw his own pistol, but avoided raising it for the moment, remaining ready to respond and quickly fire from the hip if need be, but avoiding escalating further. Not to mention he didn't want to draw too much of the ire of the Nyberrite's as they surely would not take it too kindly to him gunning down the Commissioner's daughter.Besides him, Shavan hit Butch with a bottle, though fortunately the good doctor managed to block it with his arm. Naturally, Butch appeared ready to counterattack but the group was soon interrupted by the bartender. At first, Matt thought they were all being asked to leave, as would be expected. He was a little disappointed inwardly to have the fun interrupted. However, he did a double take and realised that the bartender was only asking Shavan and Mabel to leave. Curious. That did not make much sense. Unless, of course, this man was the contact who had been feeding him information, or at least knew who was. Usually Matt would not be so keen as to let his enemies get away too easy without much of a scratch, but the information from the informant was more valuable this time. As much as he'd love to dispatch Mabel, it would cause more harm to himself and the Front than it would be worth at this juncture. "My apologies," he said to the bartender with a warm smile. "My associate will help them find their way out of your fine establishment," he nodded to Raggir, momentarily distracting the man's attention from Mabel and Shavan.
Tag: Judith Eastman, Shavan Th'zhaar, Jovireh Velal, Leanna Mazal
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Sven Aune
Security & Tactical
[TI23]
Posts: 378 Likes: 23
Rank: Lieutenant Commander
Position: Chief of Security. Combat Engineer
Species: Human
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Post by Sven Aune on Nov 25, 2020 15:04:49 GMT
[Chloe Hudson - Commercial Docks]Chloe wasn't too sure how to respond. She couldn't just give Matthew up, but this was an abnormal encounter. For one the Horta knew her name, which was odd. She wasn't a well known member of the Front publicly. She took a moment to consider if she should confirm who she was, but then the Horta mentioned Bejita. That was the ship of Matthew's informant. The Bajoran. Or half Bajoran at least. Chloe detested the Bajorans, they'd enslaved her and her family for her childhood. Though perhaps she should only detest Ozu Saya half as much. The Vulcan's weren't too bad after all. "Yes...I'm Chloe," she said cautiously before nodding at Kova and handing over the gear as she gave the order for Chloe to deal with this development. "What's happening, you've gotta be quick. And I can't just call him without knowing what it's about," she said, lowering her voice. "We need to be careful," she subtlety looked around to make sure no one was listening fortunately the coast was clear. [Matthew Harmon - The Dancing Leprechaun] As Matt got up to leave, Shavan followed, clumsily stumbling. He hadn't drunk that much and had only just now suddenly begun slurring. He was clearly faking. As Matt turned around to face the Andorian, he saw Butch had beat him to it who moved to shove Shavan. Instead, Matt looked over himself, and patted himself down, eventually finding a device in his pocket which he set down calmly and carefully on the table. Perhaps analysing it could come in handy later.
"Really, Mabel? Is that the quality of the training you're providing now? That sloppy an attempt at deception? I'm sure Mother will be so disappointed when she hears of this," he wasn't going to give Shavan the dignity of presupposing he had any degree of agency, and besides, this would serve to further denigrate Her Royal Highness.
Raggir, moved next to Butch, ready to provide support and smash the upstart little Andorian's head in if need be. He glanced between Matt and Mabel, indicating that he was awaiting orders. "What am I going to do with you, Mabel?" he asked, shaking his head.
Tag: Kova Sh'qaleq , Sven Aune , Shavan Th'zhaar , @butch, Leanna Mazal , Judith Eastman |Commercial Docks || Opal Peridot|Opal chewed on her figurative lip. Time was crucial but so was discretion. She weighed her options. "Alright. Judy Eastman, and one of her goons is smuggling a bomb onboard his ship and are intending on blow it out of the sky." she said simply. It was an outrageous claim to be sure, but she did her duty for Saya. "As far fetched as this sounds, they are bent on crippling him anyway they can." Her large body quivered. The ball was in their court. "You want to be careful. Her goon is a big guy with this mechanical hand thing and he's got a murderous streak. Goes by the name of Aune." she added. Might as well give them everything. Tag Matthew HarmonKova Sh'qaleq[Vitath - Bridge, Phoenix]
Vitath had remained on board the Phoenix to deal with any problems that may arise there. Curiously, and indeed suspiciously, the smuggler Ozu Saya appeared requesting permission to dock. Usually he would have denied such a request, but the woman seemed urgent and hurried, and Vitath was one of a handful of people who knew Harmon had been working with her in secret. "Yes..." he said guardedly after a moment to contemplate. "Security to docking bay," he ordered before rising from his chair and heading to meet them himself along with two security personnel who would arrive there before him.
Tag: Judith Eastman , Sven Aune , Ozu Saya | Bejita || Sven Aune |Sven felt annoyance. We have vital information? That sounds desprite. He shoot his head still holding onto the bomb. At least he got to tear a hole in this rust bucket, and though Judy promised it would be repaired, he wasn't about to the be one to do it. No, some other lackey will have to pull out the plasta-steel u-fix it kit. He grunted and shifted in his seat. | Frontier Station, Civilian docks || Opal Peridot |Uggh, the Horta thought. The blue one was rude. But so were most bipedal organics. So uncouth. Then again she did harbor a deep resentment towards them from all the abuse she received and watching her brood die at the hands of them. At least Chloe was willing to stop for a moment. She paused for a second. She needed to phrase this correctly. "I'm not sure if you are Chloe," she began, "but if you are, I need to speak to Harmon. I have just gotten off the Bejita and I have important information that he may want to listen to."She waited. Tags Matthew Harmon Judith Eastman Kova Sh'qaleq Ozu Saya [Commissioner Judith Eastman - Bijeta]Judy began to pilot the little ship to dock with the Phoenix, as she processed the exchange. There was certainly something a little off about Ozu's demeanor. "You're so much more lively with us; I'm almost touched," the Commissioner noted, in a tone that was almost inquiring, but thoroughly superior. She left the mechanics of deploying the bomb between Aune and Ozu, and focused on cruising into the docking bay. She was a demanding boss, but not a micromanager.
Tag Ozu Saya and Sven Aune Ozu Saya - Bijeta] Saya managed to toss Eastman a facetious smirk even as her mind raced to figure out a way to warn Harmon's people. Different strokes, she said saucily, then added more seriously, You two should stay out of sight on board while I go talk to them. Wouldn't do for them to think I'm bringing the foxes into the henhouse.
Kindly don't break anything else, She tossed over her shoulder at Aune as she stood and made her way back to the portal.
Tag Judith Eastman and Sven Aune |Bejita -> Pheonix || Enforcer Sven Aune |Sven gave the little filthy half breed a sneer and flexed this claw thing. He took joy in sheer intimidation. The mere fact that he could tear this little ship apart with his bare hands gave him a feeling of power and he was going to make damn sure that Saya knew it. "Of course." he said with a mock tone of contradiction. He stood with the device over his shoulder. Protocol would have it that Harmon would place his own security at the hatch. He was a sly fox, so there were most likely other tricks he would have up his sleeve to protect his ship. Getting the bomb to the primary EPS manifold junction would the tricky. He followed Saya out, alibi ready. At least he wasn't a high profile target like Judy. Now how was she going to get off the ship undetected? Wasn't his problem. Maybe she would get caught. That would make his promotion all that much easier. And then he would take much pleasure tearing her little syncophantic pork-chop of an "adopted" daughter limb from limb. If only. He could dream. Tag Judith EastmanOzu SayaMatthew Harmon
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Kova Sh'qaleq
Civilian
Posts: 516 Likes: 34
Position: Security Consultant
Species: Andorian
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Post by Kova Sh'qaleq on Nov 25, 2020 16:14:24 GMT
[Chloe Hudson - Commercial Docks]Chloe wasn't too sure how to respond. She couldn't just give Matthew up, but this was an abnormal encounter. For one the Horta knew her name, which was odd. She wasn't a well known member of the Front publicly. She took a moment to consider if she should confirm who she was, but then the Horta mentioned Bejita. That was the ship of Matthew's informant. The Bajoran. Or half Bajoran at least. Chloe detested the Bajorans, they'd enslaved her and her family for her childhood. Though perhaps she should only detest Ozu Saya half as much. The Vulcan's weren't too bad after all. "Yes...I'm Chloe," she said cautiously before nodding at Kova and handing over the gear as she gave the order for Chloe to deal with this development. "What's happening, you've gotta be quick. And I can't just call him without knowing what it's about," she said, lowering her voice. "We need to be careful," she subtlety looked around to make sure no one was listening fortunately the coast was clear. |Commercial Docks || Opal Peridot|Opal chewed on her figurative lip. Time was crucial but so was discretion. She weighed her options. "Alright. Judy Eastman, and one of her goons is smuggling a bomb onboard his ship and are intending on blow it out of the sky." she said simply. It was an outrageous claim to be sure, but she did her duty for Saya. "As far fetched as this sounds, they are bent on crippling him anyway they can." Her large body quivered. The ball was in their court. "You want to be careful. Her goon is a big guy with this mechanical hand thing and he's got a murderous streak. Goes by the name of Aune." she added. Might as well give them everything. Matthew Harmon [ Kova Sh'qaleq - Commercial Docks, Front Ear Station ] There was a part of Kova that wished she'd walked away, that she had never crossed paths with this Horta. There was a chance to go on offense and hurt the Commissioner, and yet they'd found themselves on the defensive again. "Z'tōk![fn]equivalent to the f-bomb[/fn]" the Andorian cursed. She pivoted slightly to look at the Horta and then over to Chloe. With each passing moment it was becoming evident that they didn't have a choice in the matter. Steal the Commissioner's ship, or save their home. "We've got to abort."It wasn't something that Kova wanted to do, but it made the most sense. Besides, they still had friends aboard the Phoenix. The horta then mentioned... or rather described Aune. "Oh... you mean, Spoons," Kova remarked with unimpressed sigh. "Toothless bear that couldn't go with a sensible prosthetic." Kova rolled her eyes. "Honestly... not a fan." And if the Andorian had her way, he'd certainly be toothless by day's end. "Wait... how in the hell are they even getting on our ship? It's not like we'd just invite them in?" Kova mused a moment and then recalled the Horta's mention of the Bejita. And then it quickly dawned upon her. "Saya! You'd think she'd use the Vulcan half of her brain at least once!" Kova began to search her pockets for a communicator. "Get ready to run." It was the only warning she gave Chloe before she reached for her communicator, in hopes she'd make contact with the ship in time. "Kova to Phoenix. Answer the damned comm!"
Tag: Matthew Harmon (Chloe), Sven Aune (Opal)
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Judith Eastman
Civilian
Grandma
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Rank: Civilian/other
Position: Civil Servant
Species: Human
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Post by Judith Eastman on Nov 25, 2020 17:56:05 GMT
[ Shavan Th’zhaar - The Dancing Leprechaun] Shavan glared at the Bajoran when he shoved him back against the bar. “I could say the same to you.” he answered coldly. He barely had time to say anything else, or push back, before Harmon found the device. Damn it. Shavan stared at them defiantly, trying to ignore the sinking feeling in his gut and act like he didn’t care. “Whoops. Must have dropped something.”
He was a bit surprised that it was Mabel who struck the first blow. They weren’t blocking her path; surely she could have tried to run for it and leave him to deal with the consequences of failure. But there was no time to dwell on it, and no more trying to talk their way out. Following Mabel’s lead, he shoved back against the Bajoran. Keeping his own disruptor pistol concealed for the moment, he quickly grabbed a bottle from the bar top behind him and attempted to smash it over the Bajoran’s head. [ Seamus - The Dancing Leprechaun] After leaving the two factions to their childish banter and one up man ship especially Eastman's daughter with her talk of punishments and empty threats. Seamus had moved to the other end of the bar, in order to serve other customers who were keen to avoid that particular group. Of course that didn't mean that he was completely ignoring them and was in fact keeping a close eye on the situation, waiting for the right opportune moment in order to get Harmon on his own. What he hadn't or should of anticipated was a possible skirmish between the Rebels and the remnants of the Empire and so as the Andorian hybrid pushed into Harmon. Seamus got ready to intervene especially when Mabel decided to use her disruptor to hit one of Harmon's people rather than do the sensible thing of leaving or denying that she and her lackey any wrongdoing. That was just typical in Seamus's eyes and yet he wasn't about to let this kind of behaviour attract Nyberrite security, not that he was going to tell them that as he moved quickly towards the fight that was brewing. As Shavan then shoved the Bajoran, Seamus raised his voice and looked at them all. " Enough, I won't have any fighting in my bar, now I suggest that you two" He said angrily, indicating Mabel and Shavan. " Get out, before I call Security and consider yourselves no longer welcome in this establishment".If either of them tried anything, the Irishman was ready and for their sakes hoped that they would leave without any further fuss, so he could then speak to Harmon and the others. [Doctor Paawin Riyo ("Butch") - Front Ear Station - The Dancing Leprechaun]He didn't take his eyes off the Andorian while Matt patted himself down, but he could see the man pull something out of his pocket and set it on the table. Raggir stepped up next to him, ready to help, and Butch was always grateful to have the large Orion on his side. Much better than going up against him. Harmon finished his 'disappointment speech', Mabel lashed out and... Did she seriously just pistol-whip an Orion bodyguard? Yes, it would seem she did. Butch wasn't sure if that was more brave or stupid. But he didn't have time to think on it, as the Andorian took advantage of his momentary distraction and shoved him back. Stumbling a couple steps, he grabbed onto the edge of a table to keep himself from falling, and quickly regained his balance. Looking back over, he saw a glass bottle coming down towards his head, and had just enough time to lift his arm to absorb the blow. The glass broke upon impact with his forearm, and left a few deep gashes in its wake, but he'd rather it be his arm than his face. Righting himself, he was just about to throw a punch when the bartender rushed back over to yell at them, kicking out the two lackeys. Butch hesitated for a brief moment, his gaze darting over to Harmon for confirmation. Were they really going to just let these two go, after whatever it was they just tried to pull on him? [Matt Harmon - The Dancing Leprechaun] Matt was somewhat suppressed when Mabel pistol whipped Raggir. He'd expected her to make an exit, and certainly didn't expect her to attack the burly Orion. Raggir took the hit well, but was stunned for a moment, more in surprise than as a result of the actual hit itself. Once he'd processed what had happened, he lunged towards Mabel attempting to grab her arm and violently disarm her. At the same time, Matt instinctively reached to his hip to draw his own pistol, but avoided raising it for the moment, remaining ready to respond and quickly fire from the hip if need be, but avoiding escalating further. Not to mention he didn't want to draw too much of the ire of the Nyberrite's as they surely would not take it too kindly to him gunning down the Commissioner's daughter.Besides him, Shavan hit Butch with a bottle, though fortunately the good doctor managed to block it with his arm. Naturally, Butch appeared ready to counterattack but the group was soon interrupted by the bartender. At first, Matt thought they were all being asked to leave, as would be expected. He was a little disappointed inwardly to have the fun interrupted. However, he did a double take and realised that the bartender was only asking Shavan and Mabel to leave. Curious. That did not make much sense. Unless, of course, this man was the contact who had been feeding him information, or at least knew who was. Usually Matt would not be so keen as to let his enemies get away too easy without much of a scratch, but the information from the informant was more valuable this time. As much as he'd love to dispatch Mabel, it would cause more harm to himself and the Front than it would be worth at this juncture. "My apologies," he said to the bartender with a warm smile. "My associate will help them find their way out of your fine establishment," he nodded to Raggir, momentarily distracting the man's attention from Mabel and Shavan. [NPC - 1st. Lt. Mabel Eastman - The Dancing Leprechaun]As Raggir grabbed her arm, Mabel grimaced with distress and held in a shriek, having not thought this far out in advance. She now came to realize, the hard way, why her mother left the fighting to those who were suited to it. However, the barkeep's comments, and Harmon's, were belittling and humiliating to the young woman. To her, her own pride, her mother's pride, and their organization's pride were one, and had to be defended. "Your associate will do no such thing," she proclaimed, as she attempted to knee Raggir in the groin.
Tag Shavan Th'zhaar , Leanna Mazal , Jovireh Velal , Matthew Harmon [NPCs - Darby Nelson and Dihiq, son of Kroka - Docking Bay, Phoenix]Darby and Dihiq were an odd pairing: one a former Terran slave to the Klingon-Cardassian Alliance, the other a Klingon slaver. However, neither one much cared for the lot life had drawn for him, and so both had escaped together, and stuck together. Now, they ran security for Harmon. The odd duo stood outside the Bijeta when they saw the smuggler, Ozu, and... it must be Eastman's enforcer, Aune. "Hands where I can see them!" Darby ordered. "Drop whatever that is!" Dihiq added.
Tag Ozu Saya and Sven Aune [Commissioner Judith Eastman - Bijeta]For once, Ozu was right - about the need for Aune to keep himself hidden - but of course he didn't listen. He had lost his touch lately, growing more full of himself and less obedient with every week. As the idiots left, Judy was now alone to figure out her own exit. She supposed she could attempt to rescue Aune from his own stupidity, and indeed she retained the option of beaming him up. However, her pertinent concern was survival, and her plan was clear: she'd launch a probe at the emergency alarm button in the docking bay, opening the door and allowing her to fly out as smoothly as she'd flown in. That is, assuming Aune and Ozu screwed this up, as seemed exceedingly likely.
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Shavan Th'zhaar
Science
[TI35]
Posts: 800 Likes: 19
Rank: Lieutenant
Position: Assistant Chief of Science
Species: Orion/Andorian
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Post by Shavan Th'zhaar on Nov 26, 2020 4:51:21 GMT
[ Shavan Th’zhaar - The Dancing Leprechaun] Feeling some small satisfaction when the bottle connected with the Bajoran’s flesh, Shavan let go of it and leaned back to avoid getting hit by broken glass himself. He kept his eyes on the Bajoran and Harmon, prepared for retaliation, as the bartender spoke up. The man ordered them out, but Shavan didn’t move. As unappealing as the idea of getting beat up and thrown in a cell was, he was more concerned with returning to the Determined empty handed than anything these goons or the Nyberrites security might do to him. And besides, this was personal now. Things might not be going as planned, but he wasn’t going to suffer the indignity of being thrown out. Taking advantage of the momentary hesitation caused by the bartender’s words, he aimed a punch at the Bajoran, then attempted to push past him to get to Harmon. With Mabel distracting the bodyguard, first priority was to take out their leader, and the weapon he was trying to conceal. Tag Jovireh Velal Matthew Harmon Judith Eastman Leanna Mazal
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Jovireh Velal
Security & Tactical
[TI18]
Posts: 2,609 Likes: 55
Rank: Senior Chief Petty Officer
Position: Chief of Security/Tactical
Species: Betazoid/Romulan
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Post by Jovireh Velal on Nov 26, 2020 5:08:37 GMT
[Doctor Paawin Riyo ("Butch") - Front Ear Station - The Dancing Leprechaun]Butch clenched his jaw - and his fist - when Harmon agreed to let the two go. But he knew better than to argue, and was about to stand down when he felt a fist strike the side of his jaw. Cursing loudly, he spun back towards the Andorian - who was much closer in a clear attempt to charge Harmon. That made it much easier for Butch to strike his own fist in an inverted punch at the blue man's gut. Simultaneously, he brought one leg forward and bent the knee, not in a sweep but to provide one more obstacle in his path. After the little drunken stunt the kid pulled earlier, Butch was determined not to let him get within arm's reach of Matt again. Normally he'd let Raggir handle this part... But the Orion seemed to have his hands full with Mabel. Hopefully the bartender wouldn't hold self-defense against them too strongly.
Tag Shavan Th'zhaar
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Leanna Mazal
Civilian
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Position: Civilian
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Post by Leanna Mazal on Nov 26, 2020 8:34:55 GMT
[ Seamus - The Dancing Leprechaun] Seamus had a feeling that his warning would be ignored as neither Mabel or the Andorian made any attempt to leave. So as Harmon apologised, he had bigger things to worry about although appreciated that it wasn't the Rebels who had caused any trouble. " Don't mention it and I know who the real troublemakers were" he replied, before Mabel then attempted to knee the Orion in the groin. What he wouldn't give to see her blood being spilled, but at the same time, he couldn't just standby and see his bar get wrecked. Then the Andorian decided to attack Butch if he had heard correctly, which quickly turned into a fight as the Bajoran retaliated. Although didn't blame him for acting in self defence, furious at being ignored and wanting nothing more than to see the Empire idiots leave. Seamus produced his disruptor and pointed it at Mabel. " I told you both to leave, but no you have to think you're tough, rather than admit defeat. Now if you don't stop this pathetic attempt, I'll happily vaporise Miss Important here, before I do the same to you".If this didn't work, he would go to plan B and call in Security, but if it did then he would still call them that's unless he ended up with a Mabel sized scorch mark on his floor.
tag Matthew Harmon Shavan Th'zhaar Jovireh Velal Judith Eastman
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Matthew Harmon
Intelligence
[TI42] Frontier's Most Malcontent Malcontent
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Rank: Lieutenant Commander
Position: Intelligence Officer
Species: Human
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Post by Matthew Harmon on Nov 26, 2020 15:25:42 GMT
[Chloe Hudson, Vitath, & Matt Harmon - Commercial Docks, Phoenix & The Dancing Leprechaun]
Chloe's decision to hear out this Horta proved to be a wise one. As they mentioned a plot to bomb the Phoenix her head snapped to face Kova, checking if she had heard the Horta. She did, fortunately, and was suddenly calling off the plan.
"Phoenix here," Vitath replied as he received a hurried and concerned communication from Kova. Had something gone wrong with the Determined? He continued to head towards the airlock, hoping Kova hadn't blown it.
Meanwhile, Chloe tried to get in touch with Matthew. "Matthew! Pick up, damnit!" she exclaimed over her communicator. "Oh and...thank you," she said earnestly to the Horta. Back in the bar, Mabel seemed eager to get herself shot. Or at least, that must have been what she was playing at. Maybe mother had treated her just that badly. At least, that was the best explanation for her behaviour. Raggir had managed to disarm her, but as Matt unintentionally distracted the brutish bodyguard, Mabel struck again, apparently learning from her previous clumsy attack, this time going for his family jewels. The Orion man howled in pain as Matt facepalmed in disappointment. At the same time, the Andorian tried to make a move against Matt, but Butch, fortunately stood in the way and dealt with that particular annoyance. The bartender once again spoke up, this time threatening to vaporise Mabel. That would be nice to see. Matt was soon distracted again, however as Chloe got in touch. "What? I'm a bit busy...""The Commissioner is trying to bomb the Phoneix. Kova reckons its Saya. We were warned by a Horta. What do you want us to do?" He'd expected the Commissioner to make a move, though hadn't quite anticipated something quite so bold. He thought it through for a moment before giving a quick decision. "Continue with your plan. This is a window, they'll be focused on their own schemes. I'll deal with this new irritation." He then turned to the bartender again, offering his apologies once again. "I am sorry my friend, but it seems we will need to be taking our friends here along with us. Her Highness here has her mum trying to bomb my ship. I can't abide such an egregious violation of the terms we agreed to for this summit," he smiled sadly at the bartender before turning his head to his bodyguard. "Raggir!" he barked. "Grab her, drag her with us. I don't care what happens to the Andorian." he told Butch. Obediently, Raggir, having recovered from the pain of the blow to his groin, went to grab Mabel's collar to drag her from the bar.
"Show me the way out?" he asked the bartender warmly. Hopefully he could both have a moment to talk with him away from the others and ensure that he did not prevent Matt's men from dealing with Mabel and Shavan.
Back in the Commercial Docks, Chloe relayed Matthew's orders to Kova. "The boss says carry on with the plan, we might have a window while they focus on bombing us. Matt'll deal with them....should we get going?" she asked anxiously.
Tag: Sven Aune, Judith Eastman, Shavan Th'zhaar, Leanna Mazal, Jovireh Velal
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