FIRST POST

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>>45689243
>>It seems you've got me at a bit of a disadvantage here.

Here's for SPACESHIPS

>>45689243
>>It seems you've got me at a bit of a disadvantage here.

>>45689279
fuck off

>>45689243
>It seems you've got me at a bit of a disadvantage here.

>>45689243

>It seems you've got me at a bit of a disadvantage here.

Hey Merc, how's it going?

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>>45689243
>It seems you've got me at a bit of a disadvantage here.

>>45689291
Have another spaceship

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>>45689302

:V

>>45689243
>It seems you've got me at a bit of a disadvantage here.

>>45689243
>>It seems you've got me at a bit of a disadvantage here.

>>45689243
>It seems you've got me at a bit of a disadvantage here.
>Other

So, you just massage people as a hobby? or...?

>>45689243
>>It seems you've got me at a bit of a disadvantage here.

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It's only a matter of time before we have to repel a boarding action from a certain pirate.

And then we can have an excuse to have a cool swordfight in space with plenty of clothing damage!

>>45689243
>>It seems you've got me at a bit of a disadvantage here.

Also add "I take it your our political officer?"

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>>45689824
Or just shoot her. That usually works.

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>>45689824
That or:>>45689895

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>>45689858
>Faction run by megacorps
>Political officer
If anything, we'd get an auditor for all our expenses.

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>>45689243
"Well, it seems that you've got me at a bit of a disadvantage here." You force a smile as you shake her hand. Powerful grip, as expected. "I have the feeling you already know who and my crew are, Mrs...?"

"Captain Elizabeth Parker, Centauri Accord Intelligence." Elizabeth smiles, the innocent expression now having a sinister undertone. "I figured I'd give you and your crew a little help on on your mission!"

"And gather data on us." You frown.

"Oh no, we already plenty about you and your crew!" Elizabeth chuckles. "The massage was just one of my many... hobbies!"

Hobbies, huh?

"All right." You sigh as you plop back down into your chair. "What does Accord Intelligence want to do with us?"

"Well, considering that you're part of the Accord's Shadow Fleet, that means you're technically under the oversight of Accord Intelligence." Elizabeth smiles. "I just figured I'd help you out on this little smuggling ring of yours!"

>Why, that's mighty generous of you.
>What's your angle...?
>Other

>>45690083
>Why, that's mighty generous of you.

>>45690083
>What's your angle...?

>>45690083
>>Why, that's mighty generous of you.
What information did you get?

>>45690083
>What's your angle...?

>>45690083
>>Why, that's mighty generous of you.

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>>45690083
>>What's your angle...?

I bet Tank has pic related for his Power Armor on those occasions where he needs to get through bulkheads

>>45690083
>Why, that's mighty generous of you.
>One might even think 'too generous'.

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>>45690176
Helvetics do have some pretty good armour for all types as well.

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>>45690176
Or explosives. Probably saves costs, and isn't a piece of equipment only wieldable by specialists and power suits.

>>45689895
But that's no fun. I want combat flirting damnit.

>>45690083
>Why, that's mighty generous of you.

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>>45690271
Is Sam even trained in sword fighting? Or even fencing?

>>45690379
That's what makes it fun anon, the unknown!

>>45690083
>What's your angle...?

So, you still playing that RPG with those other guys?

>>45690083
>What's your angle...?

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>>45690083
"Why, that's mighty generous of you." You grin. "Any sort of assistance would be a great help to us."

"Too true!" Elizabeth nods happily. "Anyways, since your man here doesn't seem to be the talkative type, I suppose it falls to me to brief you on the interrogations!"

"All right, so what did they know?" You ask.

"Well, they didn't know much, which isn't surprising considering they're at the lowest end of the chain." Parker shrugs. "But we do have a lead. The crew was apparently picking up their smuggled cargo from a local trade station. One of the Trade Guild stations.

You frown. You had heard of the Trade Guild. A organization of merchants and traders that had banded together to form their own little bloc. While technically not an actual faction like the Accord or the Hegemony, the Trade Guild still wielded quite a bit of influence since they had a stranglehold on both freighter ships and the trade routes they traveled on. In addition, to maximize profits, the Trade Guild was officially a neutral party, meaning they'd serve anybody, even pirates if they could get away with it.

"Well that complicates things a bit." You frown. "I don't think it's the type of situation we could just go in shooting."

"Nope, it's going to require a bit of finesse." Parker nods. "I could provide a bit of assistance to you, if you want. CAI has quite a number of resources, even in the Frontier."

>Sure, you can tag along.
>I think we can handle this on our own.
>Other

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>>45690496
Yep!

>>45690544
>>Sure, you can tag along.

>>45690544
>>Sure, you can tag along.

>>45690544
>Sure, you can tag along.

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>>45690544
>Sure, you can tag along.

>>45690581
Will you ever give us a storytime about it?

>>45690544
>>Sure, you can tag along.

>>45690544
>>Sure, you can tag along.

>>45690638
Seydlitz is breaking the fucking game.

Also, dice are bullshit.

>>45690708
It only took like what, seven, eight missions for Seydlitz to take a hit?

>>45690752
About that. Though certainly not for lack of trying on the GM's part

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>>45690708
Are you using the official KanColle RPG? Where's the ruleset to make up your own ships?

>>45690544
>Sure, you can tag along.

>>45690789
At least we got another 'member' of our little Abyssal-Rescue Society, hue.

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>>45690638
It's getting pretty intense.

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>>45690811
We kinda just houseruled it.

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>>45690451
>And then Sam the Captain unleashes the same berserker fury as Sammy B

>>45690752
I just wanted Seydie to sink in this fight. Dammit dice.

>>45690811
>Are you using the official KanColle RPG?
Aye.
>Where's the ruleset to make up your own ships?
Fucked if I know. We literally just took the stats off a few preset examples of various ship classes and went from there, more or less. Not that it seems to stop a certain drawfag getting all rules-lawyer-y on us from time to time

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>>45690544
>>Sure, you can tag along.
>>45690910
Without rules there would only be abyssal chaos.

>>45690906
>implying she'd let her own Suffering end that easily.

>>45690973
Only in death.

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>>45690544
"Sure, you can tag along!" You nod. "Bradford, are we all resupplied?"

"All systems are green and everything's been restocked. Scott also reports no issues with the equipment." Bradford nods, though you can see his eyes darting warily to Elizabeth every so often.

"Excellent." You turn back to Elizabeth. "I know we're not exactly five star accommodations here..."

"Oh, it's no problem! There are worse places to sleep than ship's hold!" Elizabeth laughs. "I don't mind shipboard accommodations!"

"Well then." You nod to Tank. " Tank, show her one of our spare rooms, then."

Tank gives a crisp salute, his armored glove loudly clanging against his helmet as he marches out of the bridge, Elizabeth in tow.

Bradford tracks their progress as they leave, and waits for a few seconds after the door closes before speaking to you.

"Captain, I don't trust that woman. I suggest we keep close surveillance on her." Bradford whispers to you.

You frown. Bradford does sort of have a point, and he was usually pretty accurate with his hunches. Then again, he always did tend to be overly cautious as well, sometimes seeing threats where there weren't any...

>She hasn't given any reason for us not to trust her.
>You've got a good point, Bradford.
>Other

>>45691016
>>You've got a good point, Bradford.

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>>45691016
>You've got a good point, Bradford.
Never trust a spook.

>>45691016
>>You've got a good point, Bradford.

>>45691016
>You've got a good point, Bradford.

>>45691016
>>You've got a good point, Bradford.

>>45691016
>>You've got a good point, Bradford.
Never trust an honest person. You can always trust a liar to at least lie.

>>45691016
>You've got a good point, Bradford.

>>45691016
>You've got a good point, Bradford.
Though she's probably expecting it, given her line of work.

>>45691016
>>You've got a good point, Bradford.

>>45690991
>[Muffled RRRREEEEing GM in the distance]

>>45691016
>>You've got a good point, Bradford.
spying on spies who are probably spying on us. Hopefully some actual work can get done.

>>45691016
>You've got a good point, Bradford.
"She's a spook, Bradford. They ALWAYS have that air about them. The competent ones, anyway. The really scary ones don't ping on anyone's radar."

>>45691192
[SUFFERING INTENSIFIES]

>>45691215
With Captain Not!Kirk?

>>45691215
Unless they decide to threaten families or important backstory people, I think we'll be alright

>>45691141
>>45691220
might be a good idea to get sam's uniform checked out for possible hidden recording/tracking equipment, Elizabeth did pretty much walk right into the spa posing as a staff member.

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>>45691016
"You've got a good point, Bradford." You nod as you activate secure comms with Tank. "Tank, keep an eye on Elizabeth's quarters. Escort her if she ever leaves. Is that clear?"

A single click of acknowledgement from Tank.

"All right, we'll have eyes on her." You say to Bradford. "Anyways, get clearance from Control to launch us back out. Amy, start setting a course for Gateway Station."

"On it!" Amy starts punching in coordinates on her nav computer while Bradford gets on the line with Eridani Control.

"Oh boy, oh boy." Elsa rubs her hands together in anticipation.

"Cool it, Elsa. We're most likely not going to be doing any shooting here." You explain. "Gateway Station is Trade Guild territory. That's neutral ground."

"Awwww." Elsa groans.

"So then how do we approach the station?" Bradford asks, briefly breaking away from comms.

"Hmmm, well, I was sorta thinking we lurk on the edge of their sensor range, try to pick out any suspicious traffic and tail it." You put a hand to your chin.

"Booooring." Elsa leans back in her seat. "We should just go in transponder off and shoot up the place! Threaten them into spilling the beans!"

"Or you know, we could just go in like NORMAL people." Amy shakes her head. "They're Trade Guild, right? They'll pretty much let ANYBODY land as long as they pay the fees! It'll be a good opportunity to get a team in!"

>Prowl the edge of the system.
>Try to intimidate the smugglers into revealing themselves.
>Peacefully board the station.
>Other

>>45691477
>Peacefully board the station.
Bribery for the win!

>>45691477
>Peacefully board the station.

>>45691477
>>Peacefully board the station.

>>45691477
>Peacefully board the station.

>>45691477
>>Peacefully board the station.

>>45691477
>Peacefully board the station

>>45691477
>Peacefully board the station

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>>45691477
>Peacefully board the station.

So are we gonna be doing this loud or quiet? Diplomatic or 'diplomatic'?

>>45691765
Shit hasn't hit the fan just yet. IF that pirate lady's on the station, then let's try not to make eye contact.

>>45691765
It says peacefully right there anon. Unless you have a different definition of peaceful.

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>>45691765

Now is not the time for "aggressive negotations". Let's see what the situation is first before we whip out the mag-weapons.

>>45691807
One way is infiltration and sneaky-sneaks, and the other way is just talking until we get a lead.

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>>45691477
"I suppose we can board under legitimate pretenses." You nod. "Amy, are we ready to jump?"

"Always ready." Amy grins as she hits the FTL trigger.

As the Gullinbursti makes the jump to Gateway Station, that gives you some time to start planning. Once you were on the station, you'd need to find any intel that could lead you to the location of the smuggling ring. Perhaps you should consult with Elizabeth over this? She probably had a better handle on these types of ops than you did.

>Coordinate with Elizabeth.
>Leave her out of this.
>Other

>>45692029
>Coordinate with Elizabeth.

>>45692029
>>Coordinate with Elizabeth.

She's the expert here--the smart money's on deferring to her for help coordinating this.

>>45692029
>Coordinate with Elizabeth.

>>45692029
>>Coordinate with Elizabeth.

>>45692029
>>Leave her out of this.

>>45692029
>>Coordinate with Elizabeth.

I've a feeling things might be getting pear shaped.
(I hope we know Kung Fu)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q3Yc3HhSl1Q

>>45692029
>Coordinate with Elizabeth.
This is what she's here for.

>>45692029
>Coordinate with Elizabeth.
Using the Intel spook is the entire point of bringing her aboard.

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>>45692029
You suppose you should coordinate with Elizabeth over this. After all, she probably had way more experience in this sort of op than you did. With that, you make your way to Elizabeth's temporary lodgings, one of the spare staterooms located on the ship. Tank is standing resolute at the door, like a stone statue. His head turn ever so slightly to see you coming, where he salutes crisply again.

"I suppose she didn't come out?" You ask.

Tank shakes his head.

"All right, I'm going in."

Tank nods as you open the door.

"Oh, hello Captain!" Elizabeth says in her regular cheerful tone as she works on some program on her datapad that you can't see from your angle. "I suppose we're on our way to Gateway?"

"That's right." You nod. "The plan is to board the station incognito and try to see what we can find out from there."

"Mhm, mhm." Elizabeth puts her datapad away and looks at you intently. "So, first things first. Do you want this to be completely on the up and up? Or do you want your visit to be a smokescreen for say... a secondary team 'fact finding' team?"

>We'll try to do this legitimately.
>Let's be sneaky.
>Other

>>45692382
>Let's be sneaky.

>>45692382
>>Let's be sneaky.
We are a 'plausible deniability' ship.

>>45692382

>Let's be sneaky

But who should we put on the infiltration team and who on the face team?

>>45692382
>Let's be sneaky.

>>45692382
>>Let's be sneaky.

>>45692382
>Let's be sneaky.

>>45692382
>>Let's be sneaky.
Looks like we may need a [SNEAKING SUIT] for this mission.

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>>45692420
Face is us, Elizabeth, and Tank

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>>45692442
Or the sneaking team disguises themselves as station staff

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>>45692442
I'd prefer a powered exoskeleton instead.

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>>45692509
Power armor isn't terribly quiet as far as what's been shown

>>45689243
Is it just me, or did the OP image change to reflect Sam's upgrade?

>>45692643
What upgrade? Sam's the same as she's always been.

>>45692643
http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive/45408361/images/1455418855510.jpg
It didn't.

>>45692643
You're seeing boobs that ain't there man

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>>45692509

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>>45692382
"Yeah, something tells me that Trade Guild and the smugglers aren't exactly going to be very forthcoming." You sigh. "I'm thinking we'll probably have to hack their severs or something if we want to get any meaningful data."

"Hm, that's quite true." Elizabeth nods. "Now, of course, the Trade Guild won't let just ANYBODY waltz around on their station, especially in the secure areas. You'll need a face team to distract to, while the actual infiltration team gathers the data."

"Well, Lida's our tech expert, so she's a definite member of the infiltration team. She can hack pretty much anything." You note. "Scott, too. He can navigate maintenance areas pretty easily."

"Hm, yes, so we'll just have to find people who can properly protect and support them." Elizabeth nods. "I know you've got quite a few candidates."

>Choose who to put on the infiltration team! You're not limited to just one choice! Possible candidates include:

>Tank: Extremely tough and powerful. The perfect bodyguard, but not really the subtle type.
>Bradford: Loyal and dependable, but still ultimately human.
>Elsa: An expert with weapons, both shipborne and personal.
>Amy: Rough and rowdy, but easily provoked.
>Natalia: Still just a doctor, but a doctor with nasty tricks, regardless.
>Other

>>45692772
>>Natalia: Still just a doctor, but a doctor with nasty tricks, regardless.
>>Amy: Rough and rowdy, but easily provoked.

>>45692772
>Elsa: An expert with weapons, both shipborne and personal.
>Bradford: Loyal and dependable, but still ultimately human.

>>45692772
>>Elsa: An expert with weapons, both shipborne and personal.

Tank and Bradford are not subtle at all

>>45692772
>Bradford: Loyal and dependable, but still ultimately human.
>Elsa: An expert with weapons, both shipborne and personal.

>>45692772
>>Elsa: An expert with weapons, both shipborne and personal.
Other
>>Elizabith

>>45692772
>>Natalia: Still just a doctor, but a doctor with nasty tricks, regardless.
>Bradford: Loyal and dependable, but still ultimately human.

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>>45692809
He probably knows how to run an op and lead a team, and will probably keep his cool better than Amy

>>45692822
this

>>45692772
>Bradford: Loyal and dependable, but still ultimately human.
>Elsa: An expert with weapons, both shipborne and personal.

>>45692822
Isn't Elizabeth gonna be on the face team?

>>45692772
>Elsa
>Natalia

I say put Tank on the face team. He'll be there as a bodyguard, but his main purpose will be to cause just enough of a ruckus to worry the station guards, but not enough to make them go on full alert.

Tank is big and imposing, and he's very good at that. So in short, let's have him play Big Daddy for a bit while our sneakier folks get shit done.

>>45692772
>Bradford: Loyal and dependable, but still ultimately human.
>Tank: Extremely tough and powerful. The perfect bodyguard, but not really the subtle type.

>>45692880
>>45692880
We're picking infiltration team members

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>>45692888
And if shit hits the fan, we have a near-invincible black demon of rage to shield us

>>45692966
That picture is adorable

>>45692772

>Elsa: An expert with weapons, both shipborne and personal.
>Natalia: Still just a doctor, but a doctor with nasty tricks, regardless.

These two would work wonders, I think. Bradford and Tank might make for better candidates for the face team, I'd reckon.

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>>45692772
All right, so the consensus here seems to be to add Bradford and Elsa to the infiltration team to cover Lida and Scott! Is that correct?

>Y
>N

>>45693076
>N

Add Natalia

>>45693076
>>Y

>>45693076
>Y

>>45693076
y

>>45693076
>Y

>>45693007
Elizabeth might be a good person for the face team.

While Tank and Bradford are good for combat they might be too much of blunt instruments

>>45693076
>>N

Natalia and Elsa would be a better pick. Bradford's great, but unless he's actually Punished Bradford beneath that sweater, he'd be better alongside us.

>>45693076
>Y

>>45693096
>>45693134
>N

>>45693076
>Y

>>45693076
Y

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>>45693076
"I think Elsa and Bradford would be the ideal guards." You say.

"Hmmm, that would leave the face team. So, that would definitely be including you. Who else would you want to bring along? Being big and flashy is the best, but you should be careful not to make your group too big and unwieldy. Might draw the wrong kind of attention..."

>Choose who to put on the face team! You're not limited to just one choice! Possible candidates include:

>Tank: Extremely tough and powerful. The perfect bodyguard, but not really the subtle type.
>Amy: Rough and rowdy, but easily provoked.
>Natalia: Still just a doctor, but a doctor with nasty tricks, regardless.
>Other

>>45693348
>Tank: Extremely tough and powerful. The perfect bodyguard, but not really the subtle type.

>>45693348
>>Tank: Extremely tough and powerful. The perfect bodyguard, but not really the subtle type.

>>45693348
>>Natalia: Still just a doctor, but a doctor with nasty tricks, regardless.

>>45693348
>Tank: Extremely tough and powerful. The perfect bodyguard, but not really the subtle type.

>>45693348
>Tank: Extremely tough and powerful. The perfect bodyguard, but not really the subtle type.

>>45693348
>Tank
>Natalia

>>45693348
>Amy: Rough and rowdy, but easily provoked.

>>45693348
>Tank: Extremely tough and powerful. The perfect bodyguard, but not really the subtle type.

>>45693348
>Natalia

Hold Amy and Tank in reserve

>>45693348
>>Tank: Extremely tough and powerful. The perfect bodyguard, but not really the subtle type.

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>>45693348

>>Tank: Extremely tough and powerful. The perfect bodyguard, but not really the subtle type.
>>Natalia: Still just a doctor, but a doctor with nasty tricks, regardless.

I just don't trust leaving Natalia cooped up on the ship--or out of the ship unsupervised.

Also we should probably break out our hardsuit so we look presentable but not too military.

>>45693348
>>Amy: Rough and rowdy, but easily provoked.
>>Natalia: Still just a doctor, but a doctor with nasty tricks, regardless.

>>45693348
>Tank: Extremely tough and powerful. The perfect bodyguard, but not really the subtle type.
>Natalia: Still just a doctor, but a doctor with nasty tricks, regardless.

>>45693348
>Tank: Extremely tough and powerful. The perfect bodyguard, but not really the subtle type.
>Other
Elizabeth

>>45693348
>Tank: Extremely tough and powerful. The perfect bodyguard, but not really the subtle type.
>Amy: Rough and rowdy, but easily provoked.

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>>45693348
Okay, Tank seems to be a lock, but there seems to be some divide between Amy and Natalia!

>Amy
>Natalia
>Both
>None

>>45693602
>>Natalia

>>45693602
>Amy

>>45693602
>Natalia

If we are bringing Tank we don't want anyone who's easily provoked

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>>45693602
>Natalia

>>45693602
>>None

>>45693602
>>Natalia

>>45693602
>>Natalia

>>45693602
>None

>>45693765
... Huh?

>>45693775
Just some random anon posting a meme. Ignore it.

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>>45693602
"I think Tank and Natalia will make good choices for the face team." You say. "Bradford and Amy can hold the fort down on the ship."

""Good, good. And where do I come in in this?" Elizabeth asks with an innocent smile. "I can spy, sneak, and fight just as well as I can talk, so I can support either team!"

>You're with me on the face team.
>You can help the infiltration team.
>You're staying on the ship.
>Other

>>45693854
>>You're with me on the face team.
She is an interrogation specialist right?

>>45693854
>You can help the infiltration team.

>>45693854
>You're with me on the face team.

>>45693854
>You're with me on the face team.

>>45693602
>Natalia

>>45693854
>You're with me on the face team

>>45693854
>>You can help the infiltration team.

I can't help but feel that there are going to be Psionic Alien Artifacts being involved.

>>45693854
>You're with me on the face team.
Bradford's on the sneaky team you silly Merc.

>>45693854
>>You can help the infiltration team.

>>45693854
>You're with me on the face team.

>>45693854
>>You're with me on the face team.

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>>45693915

Well unless there's some cult starting up their own Jerry-rigged version of the Avatar Project, I don't think we have anything to worry about.

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>>45693915
Just gotta make sure that none of our team members touch it while we bring it back to the ship

>>45693854
>You can help the infiltration team.

Natalia can interogate people.

>>45693854
>You're with me on the face team.

>>45693854
>>You can help the infiltration team.

Cmon guys, sneaky person should be doing sneaky things!

>>45693854
>>You're with me on the face team.
Keep her with Tank.

>>45693915
The moment that pops up, Natalie's going to have a field day trying to put that into a human. Maybe instead of the previous threads' suggestion that a single clone is made from Sam, perhaps PSYCHIC TWINS (a boy and a girl) would be better (one specced into non-combat powers, the other specced into combat powers)

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>>45693854
"You'll tag along with us. I think we can use your diplomatic skills." You say, silently noting that it'd also let you keep an eye on her. Elizabeth's knowing smile seems to suggest to you that she knew or at least expected you'd take this course of action.

"Captain, we're out of FTL." Amy announces over the comms. "We'll be coming up to Gateway Station shortly."

"Ah, well, it looks like it's showtime." Elizabeth chuckles. "Unless you have anything else to ask me?"

>I need to ask something. (Specify)
>No, let's get to the bridge.
>Other

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>>45694176
>No, let's get to the bridge.

>>45694120
>Psychics
I expect nothing but bad times

>>45694176
>No, let's get to the bridge.

>>45694176
>>No, let's get to the bridge.
Let's rock.

>>45694190
>>45694120

>>Psychics
>I expect nothing but bad times
Never too late to install Psi-Dampeners in their heads.

>>45694176
>>No, let's get to the bridge.

>>45694176
>>No, let's get to the bridge.

>>45694200
>Intentionally keeping the powered minority down
Do you WANT to cause the plot of psychic!X-Men?

>>45694176
>No, let's get to the bridge.

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>>45694120

>Natalie builds a Psi Lab in the Normandy
>Forces everyone to go through the "testing" process
>aka Shoving them in a metal tube and waiting to see if Psionic potential is awakened
>Merc has us roll for Sam's chances of being Psi-capable
>lolnat20

At that point, she starts to tinker with Accord arms and armor tech to build a Psi Amp and armor to match.

Hi. New to the story.

What he HELL is Bradford doing here? Isn't every other character an OC?

>>45694403
>Isn't every other character an OC?
Not really.

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>>45694403

Welcome to the madness.

Yes, every other character is an OC--a recycled OC, if you look back at Merc's quests.

Yes, the more familiar characters are ripped straight from other media--in the past it was Game of Thrones and Call of Duty, now it's XCOM.

Hope you enjoy your stay!

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>>45694341
>Sam is psionic
>Creates Sam as psychic kid clones
>Hides them both and starts testing on them

>>45694456
>And all of the clones have unisex names with only 3 letters
>Max, Ash, etc.

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>>45694453
What other XCOM characters are here??

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>>45694176
"No, let's go to the bridge." You say.

The two of you exit the stateroom and head back for the bridge, Tank following close behind like a shadow. Elizabeth walks alongside you with a bit of a spring in her step. For a spy, she was pretty high spirited Was this common among CAI agents?

You're still left wondering when you reach the bridge, where Bradford turns to face you.

"Captain, we've arrived at Gateway Station." He announces dutifully.

On the front viewscreen, you could see a large, circular station hanging in space, with a central core surrounded by a number of rings, reach rings having large prongs jutting out like horns where ships could dock. Judging from the size of the station, you figured dozens of freighters could be docked in at a time. Dozens more were in holding patterns around the station, either waiting in line for an open spot or preparing to leave for their next destination.

"Beautiful, isn't it?" Elizabeth says wistfully. "The Trade Guild's jewel of the Frontier, the go to point for everything that goes in and out of this sector."

"And a hive of scum and villainy." Bradford nearly spits out words. "The Trade Guild are nothing but smugglers and criminals with a business license."

"That they are." Elizabeth nods. "But smugglers and criminals do have their uses."

(cont)

>>45694484
But one of the special clones for some reason goes by the name of 'Alma'.

>>45694484
>Simple names
>Not kinda ridiculous names like Paxton Fettel

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>>45694510
"Since we're not offloading any cargo, Gateway Control is having us hold position away from the station. We'll have to board by shuttle." Lida explains.

"That would make extraction a bit problematic." Amy frowns.

"It's a spaceport, there's no shortage of ways off." You point out. "Anyways, we'll be boarding in two teams. Tank, Natalia, and Elizabeth will be coming with me to make a distraction. Bradford, Elsa, Lida, and Scott will infiltrate the station and hack their servers to find the info we need. Any objections?"

You look around the bridge. There are none.

"Question, Captain." Bradford raises his hand. "How will the infiltration team board? If we have to go in by shuttle, they'll be sure to log whoever is riding on it."

>We'll all take the shuttle. They won't mind a few extra passengers.
>Hope you guys like wearing spacesuits...
>Other

>>45694526
>>Hope you guys like wearing spacesuits...

Something, Something, OSP

>>45694526
>>Hope you guys like wearing spacesuits...

Tactical Espionage Action time!

>>45694526
>Hope you guys like wearing spacesuits...

>>45694526
>Hope you guys like wearing spacesuits...

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>>45694507

Well in the KanColle quest Merc is running we've seen Vahlen and Shen. Vahlen's made a couple previous appearances, too.

No clue if we'll be seeing Tygan or Shen's daughter yet.

>>45694526
>>Hope you guys like wearing spacesuits...

MAXIMUM SNEAK

>>45694526
>Hope you guys like wearing spacesuits...

>>45694526
>Hope you guys like wearing spacesuits...

>>45694526
>>Hope you guys like wearing spacesuits..

>>45694456
Sam is likely already a psychic clone.

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Posting this for later potential use.

>>45694614
>Sam has Clairvoyance! Too bad it's extremely vague and she can't tell if the events are taking place in the past, present, or future. Or even where it's taking place.

Would it be possible to bank a nat 20 and use it to auto crit something? Like a psychic test?

>>45694614

If Sam is the clone, then who would be the original template?

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>>45694694
The original Sam, the origin of the psionics projects.

>>45694694
>I wouldn't put past a man making Sam an opposite sex clone because it's (theoretically) easier to make a female clone of a male than a male clone of a female.

>>45694668
Psychics aren't really confirmed by Merc at the moment, but some anons like the idea that Psionics are a top secret thing under heavy security.

>>45694765
Plus who doesn't want a River Tam to adopt?

>>45694765
You have to admit that some psychic powers are rather useful in a fight (Mind reading, telepathic comms, Precognition etc.)

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>>45694791
Anybody who would actually have to deal with her mental instabilities and various problems.

You remember she once stabbed a crewmate out of nowhere, right?

>>45694823
Said crewmate was wearing a Blue Sun shirt at the time. You know, the corporation who helped the Alliance screw with her brain?

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>>45694526
"Haha, well, I DO have a plan, but I don't think any of you are gonna like it." You say with a grin.

"Oh, well, if you put it like that..." Bradford shakes his head.

Lida is silent, but you can see her visibly shiver.

"Might as well just tell us now and get it over with." Bradford sighs.

"Well, my idea was that you all don spacesuits, cling onto the underside of the shuttle, and when we get close enough, you all just launch off and board the station in person." You suggest.

"You're right. I don't like this plan." Bradford sighs.

"I-It's theoretically possible." Lida says quietly. "I mean, that's how the Klitzinger Gang pulled off their heists-"

"Until that one time where they overshot and fell into Jupiter's atmosphere." Bradford points out.

"Well, they were using old and unreliable jump packs. I'm sure Scott would keep ours to a higher standard."

Meanwhile, Tank's shoulders droop. Look like he really wanted to do that.

"There there, Tank, I'm sure there will be plenty of action for you on the station." You pat his armored shoulder. "Well, if there's not more objections, let's get suited up and go!"

---

It only takes a few minutes for all of you to gear up. You, Tank, Natalia, and Elizabeth board the shuttle, while Bradford, Elsa, Lida, and Scott somewhat reluctantly clamp onto the hull with magnetic grips.

"Cap, if we live through this, we are so gonna get back at you for this." Elsa grumbles.

"You can try." You say smugly as the shuttle begins to power up.

"You're certainly like to bully your crew a lot." Elizabeth observes as the buckles into her seat.

"Ah, they can take it. We do go back and forth like this all the time." You explain.

"Heh, must be nice to have a crew like that." Elizabeth's normally cheerful smile is tainted with sadness for a brief second before returning to normal.

"We're coming up on the station, we'll be in range of their scanners soon." The shuttle pilot announces.

(cont)

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>>45694933
"Bradford, that's your cue. Shove off!" You command.

"Roger that, Captain." Bradford says with great reluctance. Outside the viewport, you could see the spacesuited infiltration team push off and float towards the station. With the combination of their small size and stealth features built into those suits, they should be able to slip past the station's sensors undetected.

Meanwhile, the shuttle rumbles as it touches down in one of the many hangar bays. The loading ramp lowers, and you see a trio of suited men standing at the bottom.

"Welcome to Gateway Station, Captain Wellings!" The lead man says cheerfully, putting on the casual airs of the businessman. His two associates, however, stood grim and stoic like any bodyguard should. "What would the Accord want to do with a humble trading station like ours?"

"Just window shopping." You say simply. "You certainly would have no problem against that, would you?"

"Of course not! We've always greatly benefited from our close relationship with the Accord!" The greeter says with his typical businessman cheer. "Now, I'm sure you already know this, but this station has a strict no weapons policy."

"We're not carrying anything." Elizabeth says.

"And while we have no objections to personal protection equipment like body armor, your... associate here has taken it to a rather... extreme level." The greeter eyes Tank nervously. "I do not want to sound rude, but would make us and our customers so much more comfortable if he were to remove it..."

Well, you knew for a fact that Tank would only remove his armor if somebody pried it off his corpse.

>Denied
>Let Tank "convince" him.
>Leave Tank with the shuttle.
>Other

>>45694765
I sure hope they don't exist.
>>45694943
>Denied

>>45694943
>>Let Tank "convince" him.

Give him The Boots--Medium style.

>>45694943
>Other
Bribery?

>>45694943
>>Denied

>>45694943
>>Other
But he needs it for... medical purposes. Surely the station wouldn't want to deny a paying customer the ability to browse and shop on your station?

>>45694943
>>Let Tank "convince" him.

Heh, go ahead, I dare you...

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>>45694943
>>Leave Tank with the shuttle.

>>45694803
Such a shame love and affection rarely does anything for them in fiction.

>>45694943
>Denied

>>45694943
>Let Tank "convince" him.

>>45694943
>other
Its half life support half armor, you trying to kill my friend?

>>45694978

This could work. Say he got horrific burn injuries in the past--if we pry him out of his armor, he'll die.

>>45694943
>>Other
supporting
>>45695009
>>45694978

>>45694943
Supporting >>45694978

>>45694943
>>45694978
this

>>45695011
....like in Pumpkin Scissors?

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>>45694791
I want a ship AI daughteru

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>>45694943
Okay, so do you guys want to go with >>45694978?

>Y
>N

>>45695161
>Y

>>45695161
>>Y

>>45695161
>>Y

>>45695161
>>Y
"Something something discriminating against those with medical conditions"

>>45695161
>>N

>>45695161
>Y

>>45695161
>>Y

>>45695161
>>Y

"That's not a weapon, it's an extensive life-support suite that barely keeps him alive!"

*whispers to tank* 'play along!'

Tank: ...*wheeze-breathes like Darth Vader for a bit*

>>45695328
"That powered part is for his atrophied muscles."

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>>45695161
"My god! Is that any way to treat a war veteran?!" You cry in mock outrage as you stomp forward and glare at the greeter, a move that probably would have been more intimidating if your target wasn't at least a head taller than you. Damn your inherent shortness!

"W-what?!" The greeter blinks in surprise.

"That's right! He fought in ALL THREE Tannhauser campaigns!" You say, completely making up shit on the spot. "Took a plasma grenade to the face and got serious burns all over his body! This suit is the only thing keeping him alive right now!"

"I-is that so?" The greeter stammers.

"Now, don't tell me that the Guild is DISCRIMINATING against a potential customer just because he suffers from a serious physical disability?" You growl.

"N-no! It's quite all right! Forget we ever made the request!" The greeter bows in shame as he quickly backs away. "Please, enjoy our station's amenities!"

And with that, the Guild stooges were gone. You exhale loudly once you're sure they're gone. Your heart is pounding at the rate of a machine gun firing.

"That was pretty smooth talking there." Elizabeth smiles.

Tank gives you a thumbs up.

"Where did you learn to talk like that, anyways?" Elizabeth asks. "Even some of our best agents have trouble with improv!"

>I guess it kinda came naturally to me.
>Kinda learned it from my sister.
>What makes you think I was lying?
>Other

>>45695416
>>Kinda learned it from my sister.
Character Development

>>45695416
>Kinda learned it from my sister.

>>45695416
>>Kinda learned it from my sister.

>>45695416
>What makes you think I was lying?

>>45695416
>Kinda learned it from my sister.

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>>45695416

Oh hey, Tannhauser Gate is totally gonna be a thing.


>>Kinda learned it from my sister.

We have a sister?

>>45695470
>We have a sister?
Mentioned in thread one or two

>>45695416
>>What makes you think I was lying?

After making Elizabeth sweat or confused then...

Just kidding,
>I guess it kinda came naturally to me.

>>45695416
>>What makes you think I was lying?
"....just messing with ya"

>>45695416
>>I guess it kinda came naturally to me.

"Don't you know? making up BS on the spot is a crucial skill of being a Captain!"

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>>45695470
Let's hope we don't gotta accuse people of secretly being robots and start giving out Voight-Kampff tests.

>>45695416
>>I guess it kinda came naturally to me.

>>45695416
>Kinda learned it from my sister.

>>45695416
>Kinda learned it from my sister.

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>>45695416
"Well, I kinda learned it from my sister." You shrug. "She was kinda a master of bullshitting anything and everything. Got us into as much trouble as it got us out of it."

Man, that really took you back. How many years has it been since you seen her? You barely even remember what her voice sounded like. Hell, you barely even remember what she LOOKED like. She was just a vague blob in your memories now, slowly slipping away as time went on...

"Hmmmm, sounds like an interesting girl." Elizabeth grins wryly. "I guess it's quite a pity you two were separated."

You raise an eyebrow at her.

"What, our background checks were VERY thorough." Elizabeth explains as if it should've been the most obvious thing. "And before you ask, no, not even we have pinned down her exact location."

Well damn.

You're nudged softly by Tank, who reminds you that you've still got a job to do.

"Come on, let's go!" Natalia says, with a devious smile on her face. "Eheheheh, I wonder if I can find some black market materials here. Even with military clearance restricted chemicals and biological material is always so hard to come by..."

Oh dear.

"Well, wherever we're going, we'll be sure to draw the Guild's eyes. It's not often an Accord Navy ship puts in." Elizabeth explains as she checks her watch. "The others should be landing right about now. Let's give them a show!"

Well, even if you were ultimately a distraction group, it couldn't hurt to try and gain some intel the legitimate way. Who knows, maybe you'll get lucky!

>Hit up the local bar.
>Browse the shopping district.
>See if you can get anything from the station staff.
>Other

>>45695755
>>Browse the shopping district.

>>45695755
>Browse the shopping district.

>>45695755
>Hit up the local bar.
Bar brawl!

>>45695755
>>Browse the shopping district.

Clothes! Guns! Upgrades!

>>45695755
>Browse the shopping district.
Look for lobsters.

>>45695800
this

>>45695755
>Browse the shopping district.

>>45695755
>>Other
Hire a hooker, tell her we have a job and it doesn't involve sex!

She just needs to create a large scale distraction with her other hooker associates. Suggest a broadway style sing along down the main shopping district.

Our group can now hack without interupption if we get the timing right

>>45695755
>>Browse the shopping district.

>>45695755
Backing >>45695800

>>45695838
>Shopping district

Look for lobsters

>>45695755
>>Browse the shopping district.

Always be on the lookout for a good deal, whether it be arms, armor, or artifacts.

>>45695755
>Browse the shopping district.

>>45695755
>>Browse the shopping district.

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>>45695755
"I'm thinking we hit up the shopping district." You say. "Who knows? Maybe we'll find the lobster right under our noses!"

"Hmmm, you do have a point." Elizabeth concedes.

/roll 1d20

Rolled 10 (1d20)

>>45695935

Rolled 18 (1d20)

>>45695935

Rolled 8 (1d20)

>>45695935
Snow

Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>45695935
Come on, lobster!

Rolled 8 (1d20)

>>45695935

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>>45695935
You meandered through the station's market district, which was basically just a massive shopping mall, that was more badly lit, more crowded, and smellier than a regular mall. Everywhere, there was a crush of people buying all sorts of things. Volatiles like explosives and fuel, foodstuffs, weapons of all sorts, and even lots of devices and products that were restricted or outright illegal in the more "civilized" parts of the galaxy. This was truly a place where you could find anything and everything.

However, you were being stymied by the sheer amount of people moving around. Due to your smaller build and frame, you were finding it difficult to get through the crowd, constantly getting pushed around or brushed aside by passing traffic. Not through any sort of active purpose or malice, but simply because nobody seemed to even realize you were there.

You then get a tap on your shoulder. Tank looks down at you, wondering if you needed his assistance.

It was kinda tempting...

>Tank leading would make to much of a commotion.
>Let Tank lead the way.
>Other

>>45696105
>>Let Tank lead the way.

"Haven't you seen a veteran before?!"

>>45696105
>>Other
Piggyback riding.

>>45696105
>Let Tank lead the way.

>>45696105
>>Let Tank lead the way.

Move aside small people, Da Tank is here!

>>45696105
>Other
Ride on Tanks shoulder.

>>45696105
>Other: >>45696123

>>45696105
>>Tank leading would make to much of a commotion.

>>45696105
>>Let Tank lead the way.

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>>45696105
>Other
Ride on his shoulders.

>>45696105
>Let Tank lead the way.
Ride on his shoulders

>>45696105
>>Let Tank lead the way.
>>Other
Ride on Tank

>>45696105
>>Other
Ride on him

>>45696123
>>45696134
>Other

Ride on Tank

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>>45696105
Well, uh.

Just to make sure.

Do you REALLY want to ride on Tank's shoulders?

>Y
>N

>>45696232
>Y

>>45696232
>>Y
In for a penny, in for a fucking pound.

>>45696232
>>Y

>>45696232
>Y
Onward, noble steed!