Ok

>OP will deliver

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The guard comes to fetch you faster than you had expected, quickly shuffling you out of the room and into the hall. While he remains quiet, you think you might see what you think is a smirk on his face, though you're not sure what it is that he's amused about. The silence carries on until the two of you come to a stop in front of a heavy-looking metal door and you see your escort tap his ear twice, just as he done to activate his radio before. "Sergeant, I-66 is at the armory. Roger, we'll wait for you here."

You raise an eyebrow at the alien's significantly more open behavior around you, particularly as he turns to you. "That was quite a show you put on, Human. It's not often that we get to see somebody put those cloacas in their places like that." He says, a sharp-toothed grin spreading across his face at your questioning expression. A few seconds later his smile fades slightly and he glances around suspiciously before sliding his bag off his back. "Hey, look, I'm not supposed to do this kind of thing, but one of the other guards wanted me to give this to you. She told me to tell you that she made it herself, apparently she made it for you after your last test."

Curiosity wells up inside you as you try and understand what he's saying. You've got absolutely no clue who he's talking about or why they would have made something for you. Finally he seems to have found what he was looking for, though your curiosity turns almost immediately to confusion as you watch him produce a beautifully made dark red and black shemagh-style scarf.

He flashes you a knowing grin as he extends his hand towards you, the scarf hanging loosely from it."I don't know what you done, Human, but obviously you've impressed her if she made something like this for you."
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>>31690691
how is slightly paranoid a negative?

This seems strange, you've got no idea who this scarf could be from or why they made it for you, but apparently it has some kind of significance to the guard who's offering it to you.

What should you do?
>Accept it. After all, it's rude to refuse a gift and it IS a beautiful scarf.
>Ask about it. Obviously your escort knows something about the significance of this gift.
>Politely decline. You're flattered, but you're not comfortable accepting a gift from somebody you don't know.
>Decline. No, you don't want it. Tell him to give it back to her.

Yeah, sorry 'bout that guys. Went and made another stupid mistake and accidentally deleted what I wrote before.

>>31691317

Ask about it

>>31691317
>>Ask about it. Obviously your escort knows something about the significance of this gift.

>>31691317
>Ask about it. Obviously your escort knows something about the significance of this gift.

>>31691317
>Ask about it.
I mean free scarf, but it would be nice to get some cultural background as well.

>>31691317
>>Accept it. After all, it's rude to refuse a gift and it IS a beautiful scarf.

>>31691317
>>Ask about it. Obviously your escort knows something about the significance of this gift.

>>31691317

>Ask about it. Obviously your escort knows something about the significance of this gift.

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You eye the scarf curiously, reaching out and gently taking it from your escort's grip. You're surprised to feel that despite it's somewhat rough appearance it feels as smooth as silk. "I'm...flattered...I think. But, I don't have any idea who this is from, or what I could have done to warrant a gift like this. I mean, does it have some kind of special meaning, or..." You trail off, not really sure how to continue, though the alien seems to understand your confusion.

He lets out an echoing chuckle, "It's fine, Human. She didn't want you to know it was her, which is why I'm giving it to you...I think she's a little embarrassed, honestly."

Well that doesn't help much, it just makes it even more confusing, and it appears that your guard is more than aware of that as he grins at you. "Generally a gift like this is reserved for close friends, Human, though some people have been known to make them as an offer of friendship or to ask for forgiveness from somebody they've slighted. Well...that's not entirely true, the normal colors for that would be blue and purple, the red and black is usually reserved for either great warriors or an offer of a more...intimate relationship."

A flash of surprise and panic crosses your face, it'd be almost impossible to miss that expression, and obviously the alien isn't blind. He lets out another laugh and shakes his head, "Don't worry, Human, I assure you it's not the latter. She already has a significant other."

Oh. Well that clears things up a little. Apparently you impressed whoever made this for you in your last test, maybe they were hoping to apologize for the way their race has been treating you. In that case, maybe she made them for the other prisoners as well. Now that you know that that, what will you do?

>Accept the scarf. What could it hurt, and if it's really as significant as he says then you'd rather not insult your admirer.
>Give it back, you appreciate the gesture, but it's not necessary.
>Write-in.

>>31692156
>>Accept the scarf. What could it hurt, and if it's really as significant as he says then you'd rather not insult your admirer.

>>31692156
>Accept the scarf. What could it hurt, and if it's really as significant as he says then you'd rather not insult your admirer.
>write in
Mind if I ask who made this? She has done an exceptional job.

>>31692156
>>Accept the scarf. What could it hurt, and if it's really as significant as he says then you'd rather not insult your admirer.

>>31692156
>Hey, free scarf

>>31692156
>Accept the scarf. What could it hurt, and if it's really as significant as he says then you'd rather not insult your admirer.

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Yeah, sorry this is taking so long, but I'm apparently having issues with my internet. Hopefully this works out soon, I hate to think that the thread is going to die right out the gate just because I can't get a stable connection to reply to you guys.

Rolled 67

>>31692316

It's fine, we'll all keep the tab open with autoupdate on.

>>31692285
Right?

>>31692316
Are you using a word processor? It'd suck if your work gets deleted due to internet buttfuckery.

>>31692156
>>Accept the scarf. What could it hurt, and if it's really as significant as he says then you'd rather not insult your admirer.
free stuff is the best kind of stuff

>Badass with a scarf
Writing

Rolled 14

>>31692445

Next we'll be badass with a scarf and riot armor.

It'll become our signature.

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Well, if it's so important to these people then you might as well keep it. Besides, it's a nice enough scarf, and it's not like you've got much to your name at this point anyways. If all else fails you could always try and use it as a towel, right? You shrug and wrap it loosely around your neck, letting the end of it hang loosely over your shoulder, drawing an approving nod from the guard, "Good, good, I'm sure she'll be happy to learn that you accepted it."

You open your mouth to reply, though before you get the words out you're distracted by the sound of brisk footsteps approaching you from further down the hall. Both you and your escort turn to look at the new-comer, only for the guard to snap to attention, "Good afternoon, Sergeant."

The Sergeant waves off your escort, "That's not necessary, G'las, and you know it." She says, her tone a strange mixture of annoyance and affection, before turning to look at you. "I-66, you're..." Her voice trails off as she catches sight of the scarf wrapped around your neck, a strange glow lighting up across the ridge on her forehead, "You're certainly making interesting clothing choices, Human." She mutters, before shaking her head and continuing, as if trying to pretend that she'd never faltered in the first place. "As I was saying, I-66, the board has granted you access to our armory, and has informed me that you are to be allowed your choice of any three pieces of gear. You will also receive a standard survival kit produce for your race, as well as the immigration and registration paperwork that you will be expected to fill out prior to your departure. Do you understand?"
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>>31693254
>Her voice trails off as she catches sight of the scarf wrapped around your neck

Yeah, that's her alright...

You shrug, nodding your head in acceptance, "Yeah, that sounds right." You reply, before turning your attention back to your escort as the Sergeant steps forward to open the armory door. "Anyways, make sure to tell whoever made the scarf that I appreciate it. It's definitely well made, I like it."

Oddly enough you notice that the bioluminescence the Sergeant displayed before has made a vicious comeback when you turn back towards the now open vault.

Roll 1d10 to see what's left in the armory.

Rolled 7

>>31693554

Rolled 3

>>31693554

Rolled 2

>>31693554
Rollan for Noisy Cricket

Rolled 4

>>31693554

Rolled 3

>>31693554

Rolled 7

>>31693554
Let's see if they have anything that they would consider crew-served. We can probably handle a BFG 10k.

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The door slid open with a heavy rush of air, revealing a room dark room with several gleaming weapons hanging on the wall, along with a small handful of what look like environmental suits and riot gear armor. Truth be told, the nerd inside of you is jumping for joy at the sight of so many cool looking toys and gadgets littering the room, though you do notice that the place seems a little emptier than would be normal, not that you've got all that much experience with armories, but still. As you step through the door and enter the vault properly you notice that your observation was correct...from the outside it seemed like the place was packed with gear, but once you get inside you realize that it was an optical illusion, most of the gear was stacked up on that one side of the room, obviously meant to grab your attention.

You raise an eyebrow at the trick, glancing around the room more thoroughly in an attempt to try and find anything that stands out among the various weapons and, now that you've had a chance to look closer at them, rag-tag suits. It takes you a few moments, but after a picking through the gear on display you've found a few things that managed to truly catch your eye.

The first thing you notice almost makes you wet your pants in excitement, "Is that power armor?" You ask, your eyes lighting up like a kid who just got what they wanted for their birthday as you stare at the armored jumpsuit sequestered away in the corner behind the door. Even if it isn't what you think it is, it's obvious that whoever arranged the armory didn't want you finding it.

Your escort raises an eyebrow at your expression, though it's the Sergeant that responds to you, a somewhat skeptical tone to her voice, "No...it's a combat engineer's jumpsuit. To be honest it's kind of a relic, it's mostly here in case we need a lightly armored environmental suit, though it does have some interesting functions to it."
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>>31694255

Do expound. It sounds positively perfect.

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She pauses for a moment, a quizical look crossing her face. “What exactly is power armor, anyways?” She asks curiously.

A small part of you dies inside, your shoulders sagging a little at he answer, though you do take the time to answer her before turning back to the rest of the armory. "Well...you know. It's power armor, the kind of stuff space marines and mercenaries wear. Like, increasing your strength and stuff like that." You let out a small sigh of disappointment, "Are you seriously telling me that nobody's invented that yet?"

Your guide blinks in surprise before letting out a small chuckle, "Oh...yeah, that? Well...I guess that technically that thing's a really light version of power armor then. Like she said though, it's pretty old. One of the scientists told me that they made it for your species back about twenty years after they started abducting you." He explains, smirking as he sees you perk back up a little, though you still turn your attention back to the weapons table.

You have to poke through it for a little while before you find anything else interesting enough to distract you from the suit. Eventually, though you do manage to stumble across what looks like a pistol, a particularly sharp looking knife, a strange some-what curved cylinder with a hand grip, and, for whatever strange reason, a glowing bow, complete with a quiver filled with some odd looking arrows.

>Ask for some info about the gear.
>Screw that, you already know what you want, you don't need these people to help you.

>>31694561
>>Ask for some info about the gear.

>>31694561

Basic lowdowns on all the weapons would be nice.

Also ask them what sort of weapons are most common around the galaxy, and the defensive values of the Riot gear/police armor versus the engineering suit.

>>31694593

seconded

Rolled 8

>>31694561
>Ask for some info about the gear.
Mind telling me about this cylinder thing? Looks like something from a galaxy far, far away...

>>31694561
>>Ask for some info about the gear.

The armor, pistol and cylinder seem neat.

>>31694600
Also ask how standard gravity compares with what we're used to. Is everything going to be really light?

>>31694683

If it's an engineering suit...we can graft on quick-latch plates of metal like anon suggested last thread (it's a quick fix).

>>31694593
>>31694600
>>31694616
>>31694649
>>31694658
Writing.

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While you definitely are keeping a very close eye on that suit, you'd rather make sure you know exactly what your getting here, and right now it seems like it'd be a good idea to at least get some basic information on those weapons. "So...uh, what exactly do I have here? I mean, obviously that's a pistol and a bow, but what about the knife and cylinder...thingy. What makes these things special enough that somebody went and tried to hide them under a bunch of junk?" You ask, a satisfied smirk crossing your face as both aliens shift uncomfortably at the accusation.

While it seems that your escort is tempted to jump in and tell you about the the stuff, he stays back in order to let the Sergeant advance to the table and glance over what you've picked out. She lets out a short sigh, similar to the ones the doctors made when they had to explain basic things to their interns. "Well to start, the knife is a knife." She says, rather flatly. Well...you guess you had that coming, "As for the others, the pistol is a MK.2 Centurion pistol, it takes standard kinetic rounds, but it also has an adapter that adds an electric charge to the round as it's fired. Largely the adapter is meant to be used against shields, but they do make less than lethal rounds for it that will allow you to use them as a sort of sticky shock round, that's usually used by law enforcements and bounty hunters, if they're trying to bring their targets in alive anyways. Moving on, the bow was inspired by one of your people, actually, when she created an improvised one in a simulation and used it to great effect in both urban environments and in various ruins that we had on record. Basically the arrow, in addition to being made out of durasteel, have a plasma casing around the arrowhead that is activated when it reacts to the energy given off by the bow when it's fired. I'm told it's pretty effective, even against modern armor, but I probably wouldn't use it, it's a bit too human for me...no offense.
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>>31695375

Are the arrows reusable?

>>31695375
>highly efficient
>has seen it used to produce amazing results
>wont use it because its too human
These aliens are full blown retarded

>>31695500
I'd still go with the pistol. More versatile.

>>31695500
You do know that, currently we are the equivlant of the quarions in mass effect currently right? Were looked down on by people from what i can tell and are essentially barbarians in term of tech to some people.

>>31695567

Except the Quarians are absolute technological geniuses.

>>31695549

Eh, it's easy enough to make arrows. We can make a non-lethal one by hand.

>>31695567
The Quarians* are renowned for their technical expertise. They're space-gypsies not space-goths, get it right. Also, we're talking to the species that's held us captive for so long so they're going to look down on us because we don't have FTL (they're still damn scared of us though). Until we examine the data they're going to put on the extranet about our species we have no idea how people are actually going to regard us.

>>31695549
Part of me agrees, but part of me just wants to build Rambo-style grenade arrows.

>>31695375
Just take the riot armor and a pistol. We're a doctor, not a mercenary.

>>31695619
That reminds me, what are they gonna do when the very war hungry civilization that is the humans, develops ftl tech and unloads on the first thing that tries to talk to them

>>31695619
>Eh, it's easy enough to make arrows. We can make a non-lethal one by hand.

That's not really what I meant. The pistol has lethal and non lethal settings, and can fire faster and more accurately than a bow.

Actually, do we even know how to use a bow? They're rather specialized weapons.

>>31695619
>Eh, it's easy enough to make arrows. We can make a non-lethal one by hand.
Equally, if we really need to we can build a javelin gun once we have the materials.

>>31695664
>Actually, do we even know how to use a bow?
Probably not. We're not a warrior. We're from a modern world and have a job as a surgeon.

>>31695651

That's going to be way after our time, buddy.

Bet you guys ten credits that the tube is a lightsaber/Plasma Sword

>>31695695
30 for it being a stun stick of somekind

>>31695687

Not if we have anything to say about it.

>>31695651
>That reminds me, what are they gonna do when the very sex crazed civilization that is the humans, develops ftl tech and unloads inside the first thing that tries to talk to them
FTFY

>>31695603
>>31695619
I never said that they were space goths. I was just using a reference point in how a galactic whole probably sees us.

>>31695646
Riot shield?

>>31695695
There's only one way this can end.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HGtgqw3IsVI

>>31695695
No bet, probably like the shagui swords from halo. Or similer.

>>31695833
If it can work as a plasma cutter that's good enough for me. If it can also work as a welder that's even better.

>>31695891
True, if thats what it does ill vote for it. Would be useful to have the equivalent of torch and dagger in one

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>>31695375
A small amount of indignation wells up inside you at her comment, though you push it down pretty easily in favor of looking at the bow with a somewhat more interested eye. You aren't given much time to think about the Earth-inspired weapon before she continues, however, and you've found that even if you're not a huge fan of how most of these aliens treat you, this IS rather important.

"And this..." She says, her voice adopting a slightly loving tone, "Is one of my favorite weapons. It can be used to great effect for both lethal and less than lethal purposes, and best of all it scares the pants off anybody who has any clue what it is when they see you carrying it. Granted, it takes some practice to use it right, and you do have to do maintain it on a semi-regular basis, though not nearly as often as you do a firearm."

Well that certainly peaks your interest, though you narrow your eyes in a slight amount of suspicion as you watch her pick it up, almost reverently. "Okay, all those things are fine, but you still haven't told me what it is."

A grin crosses the Sergeant's face at that, her eyes gleaming in what you assume to be excitement as she nods and grips the cylinder tighter, her thumb rolling over the button on the top side, "I'm getting there, Human, just be patient." She says shortly, before finally pressing down on the switch. You flinch instinctively as a hiss fills the air, followed by a low-humming noise as you watch a long purple strand of plasma flow freely from the cylinder. The entire activation took only a few seconds, and as soon as it finishes she whips the strand viciously through the air, letting a thunderous crack fill the room as the plasma burns.

Kinky.

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>>31696269

The Sergeant demonstrates her motions a few more times before deactivated it and with a small woosh, the plasma was gone. If it wasn't for the smell of burnt ozone you'd barely know it was ever there at all. "This is what we call a plasma whip, Human. As I said...they're very effective. Though I will admit that they're meant for a relatively short range." She smirks at you as you continue gaping at the weapon ripped almost straight out of a science fiction movie, though she does make a point of putting it back on the table. "Well, that's just about it then. Unless you want to know about any of this other stuff, though honestly what you're seeing here is the best we've got to offer you. Our top-tier toys are, unfortunately, off the table. And even if they weren't you probably wouldn't be able to use any of the environmental suits.

Well that was certainly interesting. It looks like you've got the choice between an engineering suit that's basically power armor-lite, a pistol that has shock rounds built into it, a glowy bow that shoots plasma arrows, and that plasma whip. Oh...you guess that you could also grab that knife too. You guess it does look really sharp, after all.

>Choose your gear.
>Ask a couple more questions. Do these things have manuals?
>Write-in.

>>31696374
Pistol and armor

>>31696374
how much gear are we allowed to carry?

>>31696374
I have a good felling about that KNIFE

>>31696374

Armor, Pistol, and Whip.

Covering all the basics here.

>>31696374
>>Choose your gear.
So the knifes no go in my opinion. I vote for the gun, the engineering armor and the plasma whip.
>Ask a couple more questions. Do these things have manuals?


I would like to take the bow, but i sadly dont see it being as practical as the other stuff for later use.

>>31696393
>>31696431
>>31696445
We get THREE things, pick THREE! Whip, armor, and pistol.

Rolled 6

>>31696374
>>Choose your gear.
>>Ask a couple more questions. Do these things have manuals?
Armor, knife and plasma whip

>>31696431

Three pieces.

>>31696374
Pistol, Armor and Knife

>>31696374
Pistol, Armor, and a toss up between the Knife and Whip.

I recommend asking the price of a standard plasma whip and a combat knife before we choose which one to get.

>>31696374
Pistol, armor, knife

>>31696374
armor, pistol, and plasma whip

>>31696374
>armor
>bow
>whip
Defense, Mid/close-range, Long-range

>>31696374
Pistol, armor, whip

>>31696521
Oh, yeah, that would be a good idea. Supporting that.

>>31696521

Dude, the whip is probably going to be a hell of a lot more expensive.

>>31696587
Yes, but then we can figure out how much it would cost compared with a knife. Plasma whips don't sound very common.

>>31696431
Three items. We were initially allowed two and negotiated for another .

Take the armor, gun and whip. I was hoping for something a little heavier, like a SMG or shotgun analog, but i guess we'll have to wait.

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>>31696445
I wish I could say that it was some kind of secretly awesome thing. But really, it's just a knife. Still a valid option, for sure, after all every survivalist needs a knife. But it isn't anything special beyond that.

>>31696374

Armor, Pistol, and Whip.


"How many rounds can I take for the pistol?" "Can I still take the knife as well? What's in my survival kit?"

>>31696374
Armor, Pistol, Whip

>>31696521
Agreed.

>>31696653
Shhh let me dream.

>>31696516
here, switching my vote to asking about prices

throwing another vote for armor, pistol, and whip. Though I suggest asking what kind of battery life the whip has.

>>31696653
Wouldn't a knife come in our survival kit?

>>31696374
Armor
Pistol
Bow

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Armor, Pistol, Whip
>>31696481
>>31696486
>>31696494
>>31696554
>>31696583
>>31696635
>>31696674
>>31696678

Armor, Pistol, Knife
>>31696532
>>31696516

Armor, Bow, Whip
>>31696582

Look's like I'm writing for the armor, pistol, and the whip. I'll go ahead and price check the whip and knife, as well as ask for manuals and what's in the survival kit.

Also, pic related to knife-fantasies.

The grin on your face is impossible to hide as you motion towards the engineering suit, "Well obviously I want the power armor." You say, much to both of your guard's exasperation.

"It's not-"

"Yeah, yeah, it's not power armor, I know." You shoot back at them, waving them off as if you could care less about what they think about you. Which is true, for the most part. "I'm also going to take that whip, no doubt about that." A slightly disappointed look flashes across the Sergeant's face, though she hides it fairly quickly...huh, well if she wanted to keep it for herself then she shouldn't have done such a good job of selling it to you. "And then I think I'll finish my shopping with the pistol. I'll admit the bow's tempting, but if you made it specifically for us then I doubt I'll be able to find any more arrows for it."

Your escort nods in understanding, "That makes sense. I'll admit it's a pretty impressive piece of work, but you're right about the arrows. I've heard that they're not going to put them on the market for a while."

You shrug in reply as you walk over to the engineering suit and grab it off it's rack, setting it down gently on the same table that the weapons are on. A quick glance around the room reveals a plain metal chair that you commandeer for yourself; within seconds of planting yourself onto the vaguely uncomfortable piece of furniture you've already unlaced your boots and are half-way through shrugging out of your jumpsuit when you notice both guards gaping at you as if you've gone insane, both of their foreheads lit up like a pair of Christmas trees, "What are you doing?!" The Sergeant asks, her voice a significantly higher pitch than you've heard it up until now.

"I'm...putting my power armor on?" You reply slowly, blinking in confusion at their sudden change of attitude.
(1/2 or 3)

>>31697528

Yesss, let's make them uncomfortable.

>>31697528
Don't forget to flex in front of Sarge. Methinks she's a Xenophile.

Oh come ON, don't act so shocked. I know you put cameras in my room.

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The guard that's been escorting you around since you woke up today is gaping at you as if you're completely devoid of any sense at all. "So you decided to just strip down in front of us?"

Your expression drops into a disbelieving stare, "Are you really serious right now? After all the times you guys have stripped me down, now you're going to get awkward about it?" You deadpan, much to both aliens' discomfort.

The Sergeant shifts uncomfortably, "For the record, we weren't in the room at those times, Human, those sessions are strictly scientific staff only.

You roll your eyes, "Alright...so what are you wanting me to do then, just not bother putting my gear on until your sensitive eyes are diverted?" You ask sarcastically, snorting when neither of them speak up. "You're really serious...aren't you?"

"...Yes."

A frustrated sigh fills the air. You can't believe that these aliens are worrying about your dignity now, after all these months. It's utterly ridiculous. Still, they seem pretty unsettled by your casual undressing.

>Fine. If it's that big of a deal then I'll change later.
>Give them a chance to turn around. It's not like they have to look if it really bothers them.
>Screw them. There's absolutely no reason for this, and you're tired of wasting time.

>>31697957
>>Give them a chance to turn around. It's not like they have to look if it really bothers them.

"Just, turn around. If it bugs you that much."

>>31697957
>Give them a chance to turn around. It's not like they have to look if it really bothers them.

>>31697957
>Screw them. There's absolutely no reason for this, and you're tired of wasting time.
Only real choice

>>31697957
>>Screw them. There's absolutely no reason for this, and you're tired of wasting time.

>>31697957
>>Give them a chance to turn around. It's not like they have to look if it really bothers them.

>>31697957
>>Fine. If it's that big of a deal then I'll change later.

Sorry, guys, just... We don't have anything nearly this advanced as you guessed. Shit like this is wanted by every person who was a six year old boy, as well as Japan.

>>31697957
Just turn around, you brats.

Be sure to tell them lots of emergency room /EMT stories to make them uncomfortable.

Rolled 5, 3, 4 = 12

>>31697957
>>Give them a chance to turn around. It's not like they have to look if it really bothers them.

By the way what is in my kit exactly?

>>31698088
ok, this.

>give them a chance to turn around.
We don't need to be antagonistic to these people, at least they are trying to be civil.

>>31697991
>>31697997
>>31698033
>>31698088
Avert your eyes, Xenos!

Rolled 3, 8, 9 = 20

>>31698088
EMT stories

>>31698088
Modifying my vote to add the EMT stories.

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"Look, if it bothers you so much, then why don't you just turn around?" You suggest, as if it's the most common sense thing to do...which it is."It's not like I'm going to get up and dance on a pole or something."

The Sergeant blinks at you in confusion, the lights on her forehead dimming a bit, "What...why would you even say that? How does a pole have anything to do with this?" She asks curiously, prompting you to roll your eyes again.

"Just...turn around. Trust me, you'd be more comfortable not knowing." You reply tiredly. You notice that she seems a little disappointed at the lack of an explanation, though she does comply, followed quickly by your escort. As soon as the both of them are safely looking in the opposite direction you finish stripping off your clothes and eagerly move over to your gear. The first part to go on are your pants, followed almost immediately by the top. For a moment you question how exactly this is supposed to be safe from a vaccum before realizing how to seal the two halves together. "Alright guys, you can turn around now. I promise I'm decent."

The Sergeant glances back over her shoulder gingerly at first, as if she's not sure whether to believe you or not, before letting out a sigh of relief and turning around completely. "Thank you..." She mutters quietly.

You shrug noncommitally, "No problem, I guess." You reply, as you pull on your boots and seal them similarly to the pants and top, before glancing back to the rest of your suit. "You know, this would probably be a lot easier if this thing had a manual..." You mutter, glancing somewhat hopefully at the aliens.

Your escort nods, "Yeah, speaking of that, we should have manuals for all of your gear. I'll go ahead and go get them now, if you'd like." He offers, much to your relief.

You offer him a smile, "I'd appreciate it."

(1/2 or 3)

>>31698769
"Make sure they're in english.

>>31698769
To Sarge "If you're that interested in what the pole's for, I'll trade you for some plasma whip lessons..."

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>>31698925
... lets. Not be the other man she is married

>>31698925
We should ask what her name is, and if she's willing to teach us how to use that whip.

>>31698088
>EMT stories

You are a cruel anon. I know EMT's and the stories they tell...goddamn

>>31699106

Stories like having sex in the back of the ambulance while waiting for calls?

>>31699122
Stories like seeing a motorcyclist who left chunks of himself down a highway. Dude looked like ground beef.

>>31699167

Yep.

And the smell of bacon coming from a burning wreck that's letting you know there's someone in there.

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He nods in response before turning on his heel and marching away down the hall, leaving you to turn to the Sergeant. "If you don't mind, I'd l appreciate your help getting the rest of this thing on. I could probably figure it out myself, but it'd go faster with your help."

The Sergeant only hesitates for a moment before nodding, closing the distance between you fairly quickly, "Alright. Well first things first, you're going to want to go ahead and put your gloves on." She says, walking you through the steps, as if the manual was right in front of her face.

You follow her instructions, slowly managing to get the suit put together with her help, though she seems rather hesitant to make any direct contact with you, seeming just as uncomfortable as she was at you stripping when she has to guide your hands to the properly strap on the armor. "You know, for someone in the military you seem pretty easily embarrassed." You comment as her forehead lights up again after she withdraws her hand from your chest plate like she'd been scalded.

You can't help but grin up at her when she glares at you. "And you seem extraordinarily casual with it." She spits back.

"Well, to be fair, there was a time where I was uncomfortable with this kind of stuff, but that stopped after about the third time I had to remove a shattered light bulb from someone's ass. After that, nothing really seems to measure up." You reply casually, clipping your whip onto your belt and sliding pistol into it's holster, followed closely by the magazines going into their respective pouches.

After a few moments with no response you glance back at the alien, unsurprised to see her gaping at you in absolute horror. "Why the hell did you have to do...well, that!?" She shrieks, surprising you a little with the most emotion you've seen from her race so far.
(2/3)

>>31699276
"I asked that man the same question and I will tell you right now, you don't want to know the answer."

>>31699276
"I was an emergency room surgeon. it generally takes a lot to phase me."

>>31699402

See, now I'm imagining us cultivating a reputation for humans as having insane nerves of steel.

>>31699402
>>31699428
Good point. this, but, "It's my job to deal with the most...unsettling cases in the medical field."

>>31699276

Heh, I'm down for some alien sex like Kanye West.

>>31699428
the stories I could tell you from being an ER nurse....

>>31699276
You shrug in response, grabbing your helmet and sliding it over your head. "Well, usually they do it because they're high and they think it's a good idea to masturbate with a light bulb. Honestly, most of them are pretty stupid." You grin behind your helmet as you seal it and your HUD flickers to life, "Ah man, this is so cool...hey, by the way, I know he's got the manuals and all that stuff, but when am I getting that survival kit you mentioned? Like what's in it and...you alright?" You ask, a small amount of concern crossing your helmeted face.

Now that you're paying more attention, the Sergeant looks distinctly uncomfortable, "I'm...not sure. Just...please don't talk about any more of that kind of stuff."

Oh...so that's all it is then. Huh, you kind of expected more out of her than that. "Alright, fair enough, I suppose." You reply with a shrug, grabbing the scarf your escort gave you earlier and wrapping it around your neck happily, as if you'd just gotten the best Christmas present ever. "Thanks for the scarf, by the way. I meant it when I said I appreciated it."

It's impossible to miss the way she jerks her head towards you, her expression a mixture of great embarrassment and more than a little disbelief. "He TOLD you?!"

You snort a little in amusement, "No, you did. You're the one that's been doing that lightshow of a blush since you saw it. Obviously you knew what it meant, look I'm not trying to make you uncomfortable, I just wanted to say thanks." You explain simply.

She huffs a little in annoyance, her forehead lit up bright again, though she does nod to you, "You're welcome." She mutters uncomfortably, before changing the subject with all the grace of a stampeding rhinoceros, "Alright, so you wanted to know about your survival kit, right? I can take you to it now, if you'd like. G'las is probably going to be a while getting you those manuals, he's got to wait for the computer to translate them all to English for you."
(3/4)

>>31699742
Well, you don't see why not, though you suppose you could wait for G'las to get back if you wanted.
>Wait for him.
>Just go get it, he can catch up.

>>31699777
>Just go get it, he can catch up.
Sooner we can leave this place the better

>>31699777

>Just go get it, he can catch up.

>>31699777
>>Wait for him.
also ask for the Sergeant's name?

>>31699777
>Just go get it, he can catch up.
I kinda want to talk to the sarge and find out her name, maybe ask about whip lessons.

Rolled 5, 8, 10 = 23

>>31699777
>Just go get it, he can catch up.
I kinda want to smuggle that knife out with us.

>>31699777

>Wait for him.

I'm enjoying your characterization of these aliens.

>>31699704
Yeah the whole light bulb is pretty fucking light.

>>31699777
Go on ahead.

>>31699889
Seconding whip lessons.

>>31700170
THE PUUUUUUUNS

>>31699777
>>Just go get it, he can catch up.

>>31699889
Whip it good!

>>31699889
Might as well ask. Worst comes to worst, she says no.

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"Yeah, might as well. No offense, but I think I've been here plenty long enough, and I've still got to fill out that immigration crap those assholes on the board were talking about."

She gives you a somewhat pitying look in response to hearing about the paperwork as you move to grab your old jumpsuit, stuffing it and your sunglasses into your backpack and then slinging it over your shoulders. "I forgot about that. Those forms are ridiculous at the best of times, I'd hate to think what kind of nightmare they're going to be for your people."

"Tell me about it." You grumble darkly as she lets the armory door slide close and ensures it's secured, before falling silent as she leads you through the facility.

As the two of you continue through the halls you're more than a little surprised at the lack of traffic, though you don't bother to point it out.

Finally, after a longer walk than you'd expected, surely you're almost at the other end of the facility by now, she leads you to what looks like a supply room manned by a guard with a tablet and a cartoonishly bored stare. "Hello, Sergeant. Who's the lucky customer today?"

You notice that your new guide has stiffened back up slightly, now that you're back in view of the others. "Human I-66, Sir. He needs his standard-"

"Yes, yes, I know what he needs, Sergeant." The officer replies dismissively as he turns around and grabs a tablet similar to his own and a large OD green duffelbag along with a similar colored stamped with various letters in what you assume are different languages, though the only one you can read is the bold text labeled "STANDARD SURVIVAL KIT: HUMAN".

"Here you go, Human. You've got a week's worth of rations suitable to your species, as well as a first aid kit, your galactic codex, and a durasteel knife." He drones, sliding both the tablet and the bag over the counter to you before continuing.
(1/2)

>>31700508
Huh, guess we get a knife anyways. Neato burrito.

>>31700571
but we could have had TWO knives

"You're required to fill out your immigration and registration forms before boarding your transport. If it's not completed by time of departure, you will not leave this planet. Now, sign he-" He trails off as his eyes land on your scarf, a sneer crossing his face. "Who gave you that scarf, Human?"

You blink in surprise at the officer's mood whiplash, "Err...why? I can't see that it really matters." You reply awkwardly, glancing down at the apparently offending article of clothing while the Sergeant shifts uncomfortably beside you.

He snorts in derision, "Typical Human reply..." He mutters darkly, "Do you even know what it means when somebody gives you a scarf like that?"

So that's what this is about then, the guy's a xenophobe. Wonderful. "Yeah, I've got a pretty good idea. What's your point?"

Apparently that wasn't the right answer, because the guy's glare only deepened. It's not hard to tell that he's sitting on the verge of a rant, and to be honest you'd rather not deal with it right now. Thankfully, rather than letting him continue, your escort cuts him off, "That's enough, lieutenant! The scarf was a gift to him from me and, aside from that, you're supposed to be getting him through this station as quickly as possible. If you're going to blow up over something this small then maybe somebody else should be running the supply station." She barks angrily, returning the officer's glare.

There's a tense silence for a few moments before he snorts, shoving his tablet forward through the window, "Sign here, Human. As for you, Sergeant, I'll be informing your superiors of your breach of conduct."

You can practically feel the Sergeant's indifference at the threat as you sign the list and push it back towards him, "Go ahead, Sir. They're already aware of my views towards what was happening here. I've already got one foot out the door anyways." She spits out before turning on her heel and marching furiously towards the exit.
(2/3)

>>31700954

"Hey Lieutenant, go fuck yourself."

It takes you a few moments to catch up to the Sergeant, as quick as she's moving, though when you do she hardly spares you a glance before sighing and slowing down to a normal pace. "I'm...sorry about that, Human. I shouldn't have done that, but I'm tired of the bigotry that's constantly been displayed in this place, but it's only gotten worse since the word's gotten out about what we were doing here. A lot of people are blaming your species for the sanctions put on us for our mistakes."

>It's fine, no big deal.
>Not her fault.
>Thank her for standing up for you.

Unfortunately, I'm dragging petty bad right now. I'm thinking I'm probably going to have to call it pretty soon, though I'll do my best to get us to the space port first.

>>31701057
>>Not her fault.
>>Thank her for standing up for you.

>>31701057
"Sure, blame us for something we didn't do. Because my patience with the fucking galaxy isn't thin enough..."

>>31701057
>>Not her fault.

>>31701057

>Not her fault.
>Thank her for standing up for you.

"To be fair, it's your governments fault."

You snort, shaking your head in amazement at the revelation. "Yeah, sure, blame us for something they did to us. As if my patience isn't thin enough." You mutter quietly, causing her to bristle slightly. "Ah, sorry. I didn't mean that towards you...it's not like it's your fault, and besides you're the only one that's bothered to say anything in my defense since I got here. Well...I guess that chairman did, but it was more out of self-interest than anything else. Still, the point is that I appreciate it..." You trail off as you realize that after all this time you still haven't asked her what her name was, though to be fair, it's not like she's called you anything other than Human and I-66. Still, you're at least a little interested, and it'd certainly be a little easier to talk to her if you knew what to call her, other than Sergeant.

>Ask her name?
>Come to think of it, what's your name? You're a Caucasian male born and raised in the United States. That's not to say that your parents couldn't have immigrated though.

>>31701345

>Ask her name?

Jonathan "Jack" Morgan

>>31701345
>>Ask her name?

Our name: John Doe

Or would you prefer Garret Rosenberg?

>>31701345
Jacob Rinneker

>>31701345
Collin Yarrick

>>31701345
Gary Busey

Rolled 1, 1, 4 = 6

>>31701383
>>31701389
>>31701391
>>31701395

Let's try something.

>>31701520

So, that would be Jonathan "Jack" Yarrick.

>>31701540
I'll second this if it means we get consensus on the name. Doesn't sound bad either.

>>31701520
>>31701540
>>31701555
Alright, we'll go with that.

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Your escort glances at you curiously as she hears you trail off, "Is...something wrong?"

You shake your head, "Not really, it's just that I just realized that I still don't know your name. I mean, you've called that other guy G'las a few times, but I still don't know what to call you."

She blinks in a small amount of surprise at the revelation, "I guess that's true..." She replies slowly, before trailing off into a frustrating silence.

"Seriously? You're just going to leave me hanging like that?" You ask incredulously, only to groan as you see her glance back over her shoulder, a smirk dominating her face. "Okay here, how about I tell you my name and then you tell me yours. That way the whole awkward stage of who has the funniest name is out of the way and we can talk like normal people? Alright, here we go. My name's Jack Yarrick...okay, technically it's Johnathon Jack Yarick, but I've always preferred my middle name. Okay, your turn now."

Despite your insistence the only immediate reply you receive is amused smile, clearly she's hing way too much fun with this. You try a few more times to get her to divulge her name with a similar lack of success, finally you give in and huff out an annoyed sigh. "Fine, if you're not going to tell me then I just won't talk to you." You mutter, grumbling as you hear her try and hide a chuckle.

"That's okay. You're not going to have to talk to me much longer anyways, Hu...excuse me, Jack Yarrick. We're almost to the space port."

A small amount of excitement wells up inside you, though it's still dampened by your failure to extract your guide's name. You're actually tempted to make good on your threat not to talk to her, but ultimately your desire to know when you're going to get a chance to leave wins out. "Do you know what time the transport is going to get here?"

She shakes her head, "No, but they'll have it posted in the terminal."
(1/2)

There's a small lapse in the conversation as the two of you near the double doors that you assume lead to your destination, "Well, right through there is where you'll want to wait. Go to the officer at the front desk, he can point you to where you want to go."

You tighten your grip on your duffelbag and nod at her directions. "Alright, I can do that. Thanks for your help, Sergeant." You reply, somewhat more blandly than you meant to. The door has slid open and you're only a few steps away from crossing the threshold when you hear her speak up again.

"Adria Na'Toth"

You tilt your head in a small amount of confusion as you look back at her, "Excuse me?"

"You wanted to know my name, it's Adria Na'Toth, though you're welcome to just call me Adria, if we see each other again."

Nice that she's finally bothered to speak up. Still, it's what you wanted, isn't it?
>Offer her a handshake, tell her goodbye.
>She had her chance. Now you're just ready to get out of here.

>>31702112
>>Offer her a handshake, tell her goodbye.

>>31702112
>>Offer her a handshake, tell her goodbye.

>>31702112
>>Offer her a handshake, tell her goodbye.

>>31702112
>Offer her a handshake, tell her goodbye
Ask for a way to contact her?
And for some reason, I've have her in my mind as a female Sangeheili. Except with the glowiness

>>31702182

She was described as a Grey.

Humans apparently outclass her species.

>>31702199
Where was that indicated?

>>31702249

First thread.

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>>31702112
Though it's not visible, you've got a triumphant smile plastered across your face, "Well, then it was nice to meet you, Adria." You reply, extending your free hand gratefully.

Adria eyes your armored hand curiously for a few seconds before hesitantly accepting it in a very loose handshake. "Thank you, Jack...it was certainly an interesting experience, if nothing else."

You let out a small chuckle, "Well, that's definitely for sure." You reply as the two of you drop the contact before starting to head towards the terminal, only to hesitate again. "I...look, I'm not going to be offended if you say no, but I was wondering if you had some way I could talk to you once I'm out of here. You know, like a phone number or something?"

An unsure expression crosses Adria's face at the mention of contacting her. You feel a small bit of disappointment but shrug, half-way to waving off your request when she starts tinkering with what you assumed was a watch on her left wrist. A few seconds later you're surprised to see a picture of Adria followed by a contact code and an add or ignore prompt pop up to the side of your HUD. "Well that's kind of cool..." You mutter to yourself as you immediately accept it, clearing your HUD back to it's original state. "

"You're more than welcome to give me a call...just not for a few days, okay? It's likely that I'm going to be dealing with fallout from that report, and I'd rather not have them questioning my personal contacts."

You grimace at the mention of the report, but nod in understanding. "Alright, then. Like I said before, I appreciate your help, Adria. I'll talk to you later." You give her a small wave before turning and making your way into the terminal. Finally, you're going to get out of this place...just as soon as you complete the worst task ahead of you. Paperwork.

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Well, that's it for the run tonight, guys. I'll probably stick around for a few minutes if anybody wants a bit of Q&A, but I'm gonna end up heading to bed relatively soon.

>>31702410
Do you have a twitter?

>>31702442
I do not, though if this thing takes off I might go ahead and set one up.

>>31702455
Thanks for the run, will be waiting warmly for the next. When do you think you'll run next?

>>31702508
Well, depending on how things go, probably tomorrow. The pace will probably slow down once the weekend is over, but right now I don't have anything better to do. Guess that's what happens when your boss decides to skip town.

>>31702539
This is definitely one of the better quest threads I've had the pleasure of being in, although I tend to turn up too late to contribute it's great fun reading so thanks!