FIRST POST

>All right, let's talk then.

>>46424782
>All right, let's talk then.
Oh thank god 4chan is back to it's normal format. Last night was insane.

>>46424782
>>All right, let's talk then.
I mean, we're like one of them "don't actually exist" ships, right?

>>46424782
>All right, let's talk then.
Might as well hear her out

>>46424782
>Sorry, we don't negotiate with pirates.

>>46424782
>>All right, let's talk then.

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>>46424782
>>All right, let's talk then.

I say we challenge her to a duel with Sci-Fi Swords, with plenty of clothing damage as a last resort!

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>>46424913
Or we just, you know, shoot her.

Or unleash Tank on her. His chainsword arm probably needs practice.

>>46424782
>>All right, let's talk then.

>>46424782
>All right, let's talk then.

Now would be a good time to vent some flux.

>>46424782
>You'd better talk quickly, then. I can only stop to chat for so long while on the job.
To which she will suggest that she find us while we're off-duty.

>>46424913

Sci-Fi swords that do plenty of damage and splash damage to clothing, but are only mildly irritating to unprotected skin at the absolute worst.

>>46424782
>Sorry, we don't negotiate with pirates.

>>46424822
Officially, we're a police ship.

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>>46424913
If that ever happens, at least have us wear extra layers.

>>46425110
Extra layers that look a lot like a maid uniform.

>>46424782
>Sorry, we don't negotiate with pirates.

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>>46424782
"All right, let's talk then." You nod. You see Elizabeth grin slightly while Bradford shakes his head. "How will this happen?"

"Well, I would like it to be done on the station." Felicity suggests. "Unless you have objections?"

"Just a second." You pause the transmission and turn to your crew. "So, chances of it being a trap?"

"Definitely." Amy nods.

"Totally." Elsa agrees.

"Highly likely." Elizabeth says playfully.

"Of course it is. You can't trust pirates." Bradford scowls.

"Well, we can always invite her onto OUR ship." You suggest.

"If she's even willing to go for it." Lida points out.

"And she'd be a security risk." Bradford reminds you.

Ugh.

"Well, we can meet her on a neutral meeting point on the planet itself?" Lida taps the sensor screen. "Atmosphere is Earth-like, and can support life. No signs of any chemical or biological hazards. I doubt the pirates would have time to set anything up."

Well, those were good suggestions, but then again, Felicity might get offended or break off talks if she feels SHE's being led into a trap. Then again, with a person like her, she might not actually care...

>Meet on the Station
>Meet on the Gullinbursti.
>Meet on the planet.
>Other

>>46425287
>Meet on the planet.

>>46425287
>>Meet on the planet.
So how're we gonna roll? Armed guards? No guards?

>>46425287
>Meet on the planet.

>>46425287
>Meet on the planet.
Though she's probably just stalling for time.

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>>46425287
>>Meet on the planet.

>>46425287
>Meet on the planet.

>>46425287
>Meet on the planet.

>>46425287
>Meet on the planet.
hmm amy and elsa are still wearing the maid outfits yes?

>Meet her on top of Tank.

>What do you mean on top of a tank?
>No, on top of Tank, as in he'll support me on one hand and you will parley from the other hand

>>46425503
>Both parties meet on the planet
>Sam is a full head shorter than Felicity, and all she can see is her bust
>Sam decides to even the odds by getting on Tanks shoulders.

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>>46425572
>"I see you have a Tank."
>"I also have a Tank."

>>46425287
>>Meet on the Gullinbursti.

>>46425665
>All starship captains have a big guy in armor that do not speak.

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>>46425287
"Lida, pick an island at random." You instruct your sensor officer.

"Roger." Lida nods as she returns to her duties.

"All right, Felicity," You unpause your transmission, "here's how it's going to go down. We'll pick an island at random, and we'll meet there. That sound good?"

"Oooh, a secluded meeting spot on a tropical getaway?" Felicity purrs. "How could I refuse?"

"All right, it's settled down." You nod.

"And how about the matter of bodyguards?" Felicity replies. "Do we meet alone or with escorts? Personally, I'd much rather meet alone~."

>Meet alone.
>Meet with escorts.
>Other

>>46425864
>>Meet with escorts.
One escort.
No, not one squad or one battalion, just one individual escort.

>>46425864
>>Meet with escorts.
Tank you're up.

>>46425864
>>Meet with escorts.
Just one.

Any bets on what sort of person she brings?

>>46425864
>Meet alone.
But the crew will be watching us the whole time. She do anything hostile, we'll give the signal to drop a Tank on her head.

>>46425864
>Meet with escorts

>>46425864
>Meet alone.

>>46425864
>>Meet with escorts.
We bring Tank, no question.

>>46425864
>Meet alone.
But Tank right out of sight, waiting in ambush.

>>46425864
>>Meet alone.

>>46425864
>Meet with escorts.
tank and uhh... which girl doesn't handle the ships weapons? elsa? yeah those two or maybe natalia if she has some sort of flashbang concoction for a quick getaway..

>>46425937
Well, Nat is a doctor, so she can patch us up....or test new stimpacks on us if we get hurt.

Never bad to have a motivation NOT to get hurt.

>>46425901
Tank's long-lost brother?

>>46425864
>Meet with escorts.

>>46425864
>>Meet with escorts.

Heh, yeah right. We'll keep everyone honest with backups.

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>>46425853
>Tank isn't a person, he's a clone

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>>46425864
"We'll each bring escorts." You grunt.

"Up to two." Felicity pounces on the opportunity for some early haggling.

"Fine, up to two." You concede as you glance over to Lida, who gives you the thumbs up. "We're transmitting the coordinates to you right now. We'll meet in half an hour."

"Half an hour!" Felicity confirms.

Well, now you had to figure out who to bring...

>Please nominate 2 crew members to accompany you!

>>46426173

Tank! and maybe Elizabeth?

>>46426146
>Tank is a cloned soldier from a war. Now retired, he needs stuff to do, and all he was really good for was fighting.

>>46426173
Tank and Natalie

>>46426173
Tank and Bradford?
or if Tank unavailable
Elizabeth and Bradford?

>>46426173
Is Tank still up on the station?

If he isn't
>Tank and Elsa

If he is
>Elsa and Bradford

>>46426173
Tank and Bradford

>>46426173
Tank!

And Elizabeth, who will invariably have ascertained Felicity's sizes visually over the short conversation, and will be able to have an appropriately-sized maid uniform ready by departure time.

>>46426173
TANK
Elizabeth

>>46426173
Elizabeth and Tank (still dressed as a maid.)

>>46426208
>>46426230

Who whoa whoa, Bradford? Let's not risk our XO like this, there always needs to be someone watching over the ship after all.

>>46426173
Tank and Amy/Elisabeth

Tank takes off his maid uniform while Amy/Elisabeth keeps theirs on.

>>46426173
Elizabeth and Natalie.

>>46426257
Hmmm well, you got point, but since nobody else vote for bradford i will keep my vote for now.

>>46426173
Tank and Elizabeth.
Finally caught up!

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>>46426173
All right, so the general consensus seems to be to bring Tank and Elizabeth! Do you confirm this?

>Y
>N

>>46426408
>>Y

>>46426408
>Y

>>46426408
>Y

>>46426408
>Y

>>46426408
>Y

>>46426408
>Y

>>46426408
>Y

>>46426408
>Y

>>46426408
>Y

>>46426408
>Y

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>>46426408
You immediately think of taking Tank and Elizabeth along. Between the two of them, they seemed to have the required combat experience and skill to back you up.

"Elizabeth, you don't mind coming down with me?" You ask the spy.

"Of course not!" Elizabeth smiles.

"Tank, I'm recalling you for the moment. We've got a meeting."

Tank nods and then taps his armor, reminding you that he's still wearing the maid uniform.

Oh right, about that...

>Gotta appear professional. Tell him to take it off.
>Leave it on. See how Felicity reacts to it.
>Other

>>46426772
>Gotta appear professional. Tell him to take it off.

>>46426772
>>Gotta appear professional. Tell him to take it off.

>>46426772
>>Leave it on. See how Felicity reacts to it.
Fuck it, a pirate captain's wearing cat ears, might as well show off a galaxy of silliness

>>46426772
>Leave it on. See how Felicity reacts to it.
When she asks, we glance at Tank and say blankly 'What maid uniform?'

>>46426772
>>Gotta appear professional. Tell him to take it off.

It's time for business, so we gotta look like we're ready for business.

>>46426772
>Leave it on. See how Felicity reacts to it

>>46426772
>Gotta appear professional. Tell him to take it off.

>>46426772
>Gotta appear professional. Tell him to take it off.
"Tempting, but no. As much as I want a picture of her blank incomprehension, you'll have to leave the outfit on the ship."

>>46426772
>Gotta appear professional. Tell him to take it off.

>>46426772
>Gotta appear professional. Tell him to take it off.

Enough is enough

>>46426772
>Gotta appear professional. Tell him to take it off.
Elizabeth keeps hers on though.

>>46426772
>Leave it on. See how Felicity reacts to it.

>>46426850
>blank incomprehension
She'll probably just say she completely understands our decision

>>46426772
>Leave it on. See how Felicity reacts to it.

>>46426772
>Other
sam puts on her maid outfit, hopefully felicity is to busy drooling over it to play hard ball at negotiation.

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>>46426772
"All right, Tank, you got half an hour to take that thing off." You say, referring to the maid uniform. "Pick up me and Elizabeth with the shuttle and we'll head down to the meeting point.

There's a loud CLANK as Tank salutes, his armored gauntlet contacting with his helmet. Tank then points at you, wondering if you should suit up as well.

"Well, it's not like there's any armor that fits me." You shrug.

Actually, Tank points out, he and Scott had been modifying one of the powered armor suits to be able to fit you. In case something like this ever happened.

"R-really?" You blink in surprise.

Tank nods.

Well, the extra protection would be welcome, but you wonder if it would put Felicity on edge or not...

>Suit up.
>Go in without the suit.
>Other

>>46427027
>>Suit up.

>>46427027
>Suit up.
Are we gonna get sororitas armour now?

>>46427027
>Suit up

>>46427027
>>Suit up.

>>46427068
That or it's just an up-armored uniform.

>>46427027
>Go in without the suit.

>>46427027

>Suit up.

>>46427027
>>Go in without the suit.

>>46427027
>Suit up.

>>46427027
>Go in without the suit.
She will realize that if she tries anything, she gets a fistful of Tank to the face. Ergo, anything she pulls will be armor-defeating anyway.

>>46427027
>Suit up.

>>46427027
>>Go in without the suit.

>>46427027
>>Go in without the suit.
We need the bonus to rolling to seduce.

>>46427145
Even if we don't go in armour then we will still be vulnerable to armour defeating weapons.

By going in armour we'll still be vulnerable to anti-armour weapons, but we'll be invulnerable to anti-personnel weapons.

>> suit up, pack nukes, leave instructions for crew in event of 1) your capture, 2) ship under attack (including cyber attack and covert boarding) 3) your need for emergency extraction (you being attacked, felicity being captured and subject to punishment for being naughty).

>>46427214
Yes, but Tank's presence should heavily dissuade her from trying anything if she doesn't have anti-armor weapons, since immediately after taking us out, she'll have to fight off a dude in fucking power armor.

Contrarily, if she does have anti-armor weapons, we're fucked anyway. Better to not have her on edge, methinks.

>>46427027
>>Suit up.

Ooohhh!!! So this was what Scott had been doing?!

>>46427230
Bring guns, and knives, and depending on how eccentric our pirate captain here is, bring a larger melee weapon.

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>>46427027
You decide that at least having a few precautions would be nice. You were going down to a foreign planet meeting a goddamn space pirate, after all.

"All right, meet me in the armory then, Tank.

Another CLANK as Tank salutes.

"Bradford, you've got the bridge. Those pirates try anything in orbit, you fry them, no questions asked." You instruct your second in command.

"Of course, Captain. I'll keep a sharp eye on them." Bradford nods.

"Come on, Elizabeth." You say as you head over to the armory. Tank is already waiting for you by the time you get there, as he takes out two different types of armor.

"So I have to choose?" You look to him.

Tank nods. He points to the first set of armor, which looks to just be numerous small plates designed to attach directly to your existing suit, providing a bit more protection. Tank demonstrates that it's meant to give you some protection while still maximizing mobility and comfort.

Tank the points to the second suit, which definitely looked much heavier. Something more akin to what Tank was wearing. He indicates that this is the one he'd prefer you wear, since it provided maximum protection from all conceivable threats, even if it did look intimidating as hell.

>Take the lighter armor.
>Take the heavier armor.
>Other

To add on to previous, assume felicity will show up in power armor of her own...

>>46427462
>Take the lighter armor.
tank pls stop trying to dress up your waifu

>>46427462
>>Take the heavier armor.

Tank's worried, let's make him not worry as much. Besides, I want to see that new armor's image!

>>46427462
>Take the lighter armor.

>>46427462
>Take the lighter armor.

>>46427462
>Take the lighter armor.

>>46427462
>>Take the lighter armor.

>>46427462
>Take the heavier armor.

>>46427462
>>>Take the lighter armor.

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>>46427462
>>Take the lighter armor.

>>46427373
I swear that someday, somewhere, we'll find a psionically attuned weapon left behind by some mysterious owner. That or Space Elves give it to us or something.

>>46427462
>Take the heavier armor.
To an outsider it'll probably look like 'don't talk to me or my son ever again'

>>46427462
>Take the lighter armor.

>>46427462
>Take the heavier armor.

>>46427462
>Take the heavier armor.

>Not being large and in charge
Fucking armorlets, when will they EVER learn?

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>>46427462
>Take the heavier armor.
Aww yeah, we BoS now.

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>>46427527
If we get a sword, we're giving it to Tank. No exceptions. We ain't the Arch-Militant of this gang.

>>46427462
>Take the lighter armor.

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>>46427527
>>46427606

>implying said Spess Elves would be willing to give a weapon to us. Or we kill them and loot it.

>>46427638
Of course they will, where else did our sister go?

>The Heavy Armor is too bulky for Sam to ride on Tank's shoulder.
>Instead it can lock into like a baby carrier.
>Dreadknight style

>>46427638
>Not conning them out of their weapons and artifacts
Do you even diplomat?

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>>46427671
>our sister was taken by psyker police space elves

>>46427681
Or we could always go Centurion Style. But that's more for Tank if he wants to look cute.

>>46427671
>that time we rolled two 20s back when we were sneaking up on Tank was actually Sam unconsciously tapping into her psyker powers

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>>46427693
>became their leader sometime between now and when she left

>>46427718
At some point Sam will have to go "drive me closer! I want to hit them with my sword" atop Tank who's hanging on the hull of the ship

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>>46427766
>we either join forces or do battle with her

>>46427462
>>Take the heavier armor.

>>46427766
>>46427804
>she clones Sam, but this clone has PSYCHIC POWERS and is a BOY.

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>>46427462
"I'll take the lighter one." You say, pointing to the first armor. "Still provides some protection and I don't want to seem too threatening.

Tank looks at you curiously. The entire point of armor was to look threatening!

"Well, that's why I keep you around, right?" You grin.

Tank concedes that you make a good point.

"Hmmm, that's good quality armor right there!" Elizabeth nods.

"So uh, how do I put it on?" You ask a bit bashfully. You've actually never done anything like this before.

Tank pushes a button on the wrist the of the suit and the whole thing opens up like a blooming flower. He then points to it, saying that the armor directly interfaced with your suit, like a second layer. All you had to do was let it clamp on.

"W-well, okay." You frown as you stare at the open armor.

>You're a big girl, you can do this yourself!
>Maybe ask Tank to help you out a bit...?
>Other

>>46427841
What happens if we fuck the psychic male clone of ourselves?

>>46427850
>You're a big girl, you can do this yourself!

>>46427850
>Maybe ask Tank to help you out a bit...?

>>46427850
>Maybe ask Tank to help you out a bit...?
We don't want to have an accident.

>>46427841
Sounds like shenanigans to me
Well to be fair, in the original art used for Sam and Carly, the characters are actually boys. I use hijiri's Trance for a campaign I'm in.

>>46427850
>>Maybe ask Tank to help you out a bit...?

>>46427850
>>Maybe ask Tank to help you out a bit...?

Um... Help?

>>46427850
>>Maybe ask Tank to help you out a bit...?

>>46427850
>>You're a big girl, you can do this yourself!
"i am big, big girl in a big, big ship, not a big, big thing to wear armooooor"

>>46427850
>>Maybe ask Tank to help you out a bit...?
I-it's our first time!

>>46427875
Either more genetic fuckery or more powers!

>>46427850
>Maybe ask Tank to help you out a bit...?

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>>46427850
>You're a big girl, you can do this yourself!

>>46427804
>Man vs psyker
Hope we loaded up on Blanks by then

>>46427850
>You're a big girl, you can do this yourself!

>>46427850
>You're a big girl, you can do this yourself!

>>46427841
Sam likely already has a male clone of herself, given that Sam is a gender neutral name.

It's likely there's a large number of Sam's out there.

>>46427850
>>Maybe ask Tank to help you out a bit...?

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>>46428020
>Clone Sams
>Clone Tanks
Next thing you know, there's clones of Amy, Elizabeth, Elsa, Bradford and more

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>>46427718
>Sam gets powers and the crew build a 'meditation chamber' on the bridge for combat and non-combat tasks (i.e. firing Null Lances, Telepathic Comms, Precognition, Retrocognition, etc.)
>Essentially a small soundproof pod with a chair
>Given a helmet that removes senses for better concentration, and belts that wrap around her to secure herself

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>>46428074
>our entire crew was a prototyped mass produced soldier experiment, but it was shut down due to lack of funding and they just decided to sell us at a loss to the Accord
>we thought we had a choice, but the choice was actually made for us

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>>46427850
"Um, Tank, you mind helping me with this?" You ask him bashfully.

Tank dutifully nods and gently pushes you towards the opening armor. There's a loud BEEP as the armor detects your suit, and Tank calmly holds on to you as the armor automatically wraps around you.

See? Tank taps against your new suit. "Simple as that."

"Huh... that wasn't so bad." You admit. Wearing the suit was a bit heavier, but still felt pretty light.

Tank nods in approval.

"Well, now that that's done, shall we get going?" Elizabeth suggests. "We're still on a timer."

>There's one thing I'd like to take care of first. (specify)
>Let's get going.
>Other

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>>46428098
>Entire crew becomes the progenitors of the Navigators

>>46428127
>>Let's get going.

>>46428020
>All Sam clones are given gender neutral names

>>46428127
>>Let's get going.

>>46428127
>>Let's get going.

>>46428127
>Let's get going.

All these shadowruns about clones and whatever aside, I just really want Sam to have a bit of backstory sometime.

Other than her flat chest, I don't think we know much about her. Or her missing sibling or child she never knew about, which Merc really needs to throw in

>>46428202
We already have a sister who dissapeared.

>>46428127
>Let's get going.

>>46428226
When was that confirmed?

>>46428236
Thread 7

>>46428236
When we first boarded that neutral station to get info. We had to lie about Tank being in a Life Support Suit.

>>46428127
>There's one thing I'd like to take care of first.
Get a weapon from the armory.
Can't be meeting a pirate without a gun or a sword.

>>46428127
>There's one thing I'd like to take care of first. (get a pistol/other firearm)
armour is nice, but we need a gun for if shit does south.

>>46428127
>See? Tank taps against your new suit. "Simple as that."
>"Simple as that."
DID TANK SPEAK?

>>46428282
>inb4 it was in sign language.

>>46428282
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JmzuRXLzqKk

>>46428297
>inb4 it was telepathy

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>>46428502

>>46428502
>>46428507
Tank is either a Librarian or a Grey Knight.

>>46428502
>inb4 Tank was actually Sam this whole time

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>>46428517
>Grey Knight
Well he ain't no Kaldor Draigo at least

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>>46428127
"All right, let's get going." You nod.

The three of you head for the docked shuttle. Tank takes the controls as you and Elizabeth take a seat in the passenger compartment. Outside, you could see Gullinbursti in a holding pattern in orbit over the meeting point, guns aimed at the remaining pirate ships. The pirates ships likewise maintain position as well as keeping their weapons trained on Gullinbursti.

The shuttle then rumbles as it enters the planet's atmosphere. Again, you see the expansive sapphire blue seas, teeming with life. Down below, you could see Tank aiming for a small sandy island, barely more than a square mile. On the opposite end, you could see a ramshackle pirate shuttle making its way down as well. Both ships land on opposite ends of the island.

"Are you ready?" Elizabeth asks, her hardllight holdout pistol materializing and then dematerializing in her hand.

"Yeah, I guess." You frown as you slide the standard issue plasma pistol into your armor's built in thigh holster.

(cont)

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>>46428554
Tank silently mounts a heavy plasma rifle on his back and opens the landing ramp. The three of you stride forward in the sand, as you head towards the three figures exiting the shuttle.

Naturally, in the middle was Felicity, wearing simple pirate garb, a pistol and a sword holstered on her belt. They looked simple enough, but you were sure that they had hidden tricks. Her escorts, however, were much less subtle. To her left was a massive, hulking combat cyborg, looking as if it had been cobbled together from parts from a thousand robots. No obvious weaponry, but with a body like that, it could be hiding them. To Felicity's left, there's a man in space pirate/cowboy garb, nearly every square inch of his body covered in revolvers and derringer type weapons, like the guy literally just stepped out of a book written centuries ago. Those guns looked to be standard projectile weapons with chemical propellant. Not too threatening, but looks could be deceiving.

But your attention was drawn completely to Felicity. Unlike her two very serious escorts, she was practically just skipping in the sand. There were also those cat ears of hers. You thought they were just some kind of decoration or accessory, but now that you saw her in person, you could see the smiling Felicity's ears TWITCHING, as if they were actually alive!

>Ask her about the ears.
>Try to ignore the ears.
>Other

>>46428573
>>Try to ignore the ears.

Must...not..comment...

>>46428573
>>Ask her about the ears.

Cosmetic body mods?

>>46428573
>>Ask her about the ears.
Wonder if they feel good when rubbed

>>46428573
>>Ask her about the ears.

>>46428573
>>Ask her about the ears.
>Must resist touching fluffy ears

>>46428573
>Ask to rub ears

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>>46428573
>Other
Compliment her ears.

>>46428573
>Try to ignore the ears.

This is the future, they could just be fake ears designed to twitch.

>>46428573
>Ask her about the ears.
ask for a hair sample from them, natalia would probably be interested if they're actually real ears.

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>>46428573
>Other
Compliment her ears.

>>46428573
>Ask her about the ears.

>>46428573
>>Ask her about the ears.


Dammit we should have kept him on the maid outfi.

>>46428573
>Compliment the ears

>>46428573
>>Ask her about the ears.

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>>46428573
Hm okay, let's try to narrow this down!

>Ask about the ears.
>Compliment the ears.
>RUB THE EARS

>>46428823
>>Ask about the ears.
>>Compliment the ears.
>>RUB THE EARS
ALL OF THEM

>>46428823
>Compliment the ears.

>>46428573
>Compliment her ears

This'll be good.

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>>46428823
>Compliment the ears.

>>46428823
>>Compliment the ears.

>>46428823
>Compliment the ears.

>>46428823
>>Ask about the ears.
>>Compliment the ears.
>>RUB THE EARS
>implying we can't do them all at the same time

>>46428853 here.

Consider that a vote for >>46428823 then. By which I mean

>Compliment her ears

>>46428823
>RUB THE EARS

>>46428823
>>Compliment the ears.

>>46428823
>>RUB THE EARS
Engage in aggressive negotiations.

>>46428823
>Ask Tank to compliment the ears

WE HEARD HIM TALKING TO US MERC, DON'T PLAY DUMB

>>46428823
>>RUB THE EARS

>>46428823
>Compliment the ears.

>>46428898
Heard who talking?

I didn't hear anyone.

>>46428823

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>>46428823
"Those are some cute ears." You smile.

"Oh, you think so?" Felicity giggles as her ears waggle. "Thank you! My crew thinks they look absolutely silly, though!"

You see her two escorts roll their eyes, or at least with the combat cyborg, it's single red mono-optic.

"Cost a small fortune to get the, but I think it was well worth the cost!" Felicity says proudly.

>All right, let's get this talk started.
>Mind telling me where? For... reasons.
>Other

>>46429136
>>Mind telling me where? For... reasons.

>>46429136
>>Mind telling me where? For... reasons.

Just... reasons... nothing else...

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>>46429136
>>All right, let's get this talk started.

Time for negotiations.

>>46429136
>>Mind telling me where? For... reasons.

>>46429136
>>All right, let's get this talk started.

>Make note to have Natalia figure how to copy them

>>46429136
>Mind telling me where? For... reasons.
Is Sam trying to get catgirl maids now? I'm fine with this.

>>46429136
>>All right, let's get this talk started.
>>Mind telling me where? For... reasons.

>>46429136
>All right, let's get this talk started.

>>46429136
>>Mind telling me where? For... reasons.

Hair cuts must be a bitch, though.

>>46429136
>Mind telling me where? For... reasons.
or maybe a sample for natalia so she can bootleg the mod.

>>46429216
Maybe we can also make hardlight copies.

>>46429136
>All right, let's get this talk started.

>>46429136
>>Mind telling me where? For... reasons.

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>>46429136
>Mind telling me where? For... reasons.

>>46429216
She might need to invent it herself and run through various tests on the crew.

>>46429136
>>All right, let's get this talk started.

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>>46429216
>Tell Natalia to make cat ear mods
>Clones Prudence instead

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>>46429136
"Mind telling me where?" You ask, genuinely curious. "For... reasons."

"Fufufufu." Felicity giggles. "Want a pair of you own? I'll give you the coordinates of the good doctor who gives these services after the meeting, as a courtesy!"

"Huh. Thanks." You nod. "Anyways, how about we get this talk started?"

"Let's!" Felicity smiles, still standing proudly. "Mind if I start?"

"Go ahead." You nod.

"Well." Felicity puts her hands on her fairly wide hips. "Your recent actions so far have certainly put a damper on our smuggling operations. And while extremely troublesome, I am also somewhat impressed, getting so far in such a short time. And a recent transfer, too! A very cute recent transfer..."

"Get to the point." You groan.

"Well, you've made it clear that it's simply not good business trying to run contraband through Accord space." Felicity huffs. "Actually, it was much easier to run our product through Hegemony space, but other recent events have... well... forced us to find alternative routes."

"Interesting, so you're proposing a joint operation against the Hegemony?" Elizabeth grins.

"My, you're a sharp one!" Felicity purrs. "You see, the Hegemony captured one of my prized associates. One how knows all of the smuggling routes through Hegemony space. Now, if said associate were to escape Hegemony custody..."

"...you'd move to Hegemony space and no longer be our problem." You finish.

"Mmmm, cute AND smart! I knew I liked you!" Felicity nods.

You glance at both Tank and Elizabeth, who shrug. Tank of course wouldn't question your orders, and Elizabeth seemed to be the type to do these deals all the time.

"So, how about it?" Felicity holds her hand out. "You help us, and we get out of your hair, AND you get to bloody the nose of the Hegemony! Everybody wins!"

>It's a deal.
>Let me think on this.
>No deal.
>Other

>>46429548
>>Let me think on this.
Elizabeth should have some idea on what's going on with the Hegemony.

>>46429548
>Let me think on this.
Ask Frolaytia about this

>>46429548
>>Other
"But if you went to Hegemony space, then when would we ever get to have more of these stimulating conversations?"

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>>46429548
>Other
Try to not imagine what headpats would be like with cat ears.

>>46429548
>>Let me think on this.

>>46429548
>It's a deal.

>>46429548
>Let me think on this.
Let's get the opinions of our bridge crew, bully Amy and then come to a decision.

>>46429548
>>Let me think on this.

Talk and discuss first. While this seems like a nice idea, do we know what else can happen as a result of it?

>>46429548
>>Let me think on this.

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>>46429548
"Hmmmm, let me think on this." You frown.

"Understandable. You're still part of the military machine." Felicity nods. "Just remember, if we can't come to an agreement, we'll just have to settle this with blows."

"I'm sure." You nod as you trudge back to the shuttle while Tank and Elizabeth stood watch. You needed to make a call.

>Consult with your crew.
>Consult with Frolaytia.
>Other

>>46429730
>>Consult with Frolaytia.

>>46429730
>>Consult with Frolaytia.
Probably knows more about Hegemony-Accord politics

>>46429730
>>Consult with your crew.

>>46429730
>Consult with Frolaytia.

Check with the boss.

>>46429730
>>Consult with Frolaytia.
gotta talk to the boss. wonder if she likes maids?

>>46429730
>>Consult with Frolaytia.

Time to get the higher-ups opinions. Remember, this is still a mission, and we should check in to make sure they know of and approve of what we do. Hell, they might even have advice or other things they would want us to do during this meeting.

Maybe Nat can discover a way to have those cat ears be removable so we can use them at our leisure.

Maybe have a hair band with the ears that 'meld' with the users skin and nerves so it feels like the real thing!

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>>46429730
You activate the shuttle's comm system and open up a direct encrypted transmission to Frolaytia. Fortunately, she answers rather promptly.

"Ah, Captain Wellings." She smiles. "Do you have anything to report?"

"Well, I'm kind of looking for approval here." You explain. "I'm in a sort of negotiation with a pirate named Felicity Prudence."

"Ah, good old Felicity." Frolaytia chuckles. "Not the worst of the worst, but she's certainly one of the most notorious pirates on the Frontier. What is she trying to rope you into?"

"Well, she essentially wants us to help jailbreak one of her colleagues from Hegemony custody, in return for her leaving Accord space."

"Hmmmm, well, Felicity is known for keeping her word." Frolaytia nods. "Which is kind of why she's been able to stick around for so long. She always knows what to give to up when the government comes knocking."

"So, should I take the deal?" You ask. "I mean, this would involve active hostilities against the Hegemony."

"Well, as long as the Hegemony can't prove the Accord is involved, what can they do?" Frolaytia shrugs. "As long as you don't screw it up, nobody up here is going to complain."

"So, you're pretty much saying you're clearing the mission." You frown.

"What I'm saying, Captain." Frolaytia's holographic form leans in closer to you. "Is that we are leaving this matter to your very wide discretion. Whatever you do, be sure to submit a timely report!"

And with that, Frolaytia's hologram winks out.

>Take the deal.
>Don't take the deal.
>Other

>>46429938
>Take the deal.

>>46429938
>Take the deal

>>46429938
>Other (Consult with the crew)

>>46429938
>Take the deal

>>46429938
>>Take the deal.
A temporary truce, then!

>>46429938
>Take the deal

>>46429938
>Take the deal.

>>46429919
>Patent the item
>Sell them to corporations who sells them to the public
>Make loads of dosh
>The ears mutate and go wrong

>>46429938
>Take the deal

We all have a vested interest in gaining the favor of cute catgirl pirates.

>>46429938
>>Take the deal.
>>Other
>On the condition that Felicity has dinner with us.

>>46429938
>>Take the deal.

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>>46429938
With your mind made up, you stride out of the shuttle and back towards the main meeting, where Felicity is eagerly waiting for your answer.

"It's a deal." You say as you shake her hand.

"Excellent!" Felicity grins. "Now, if you'd like, me and my dashing pirate crew here would be willing to provide you some direct assistance! After all, this is one of our own that we're breaking out!"

While that seemed very generous of her, it seemed a little... too generous. Was she planning something?

>Accept her help.
>You'll handle this on your own.
>Other

>>46430221
>>You'll handle this on your own.

>>46430221
>>Accept her help.
Keep your enemies close, and all.

>>46430221
>>Accept her help.

>>46430221
>>You'll handle this on your own.

We'll be just fine, thanks.

>>46430221
>Accept her help.

>>46430221
>>Accept her help.

>>46430221
>>Accept her help.

>>46430221
>Accept her help.

>Her other reason for helping us is because she likes our uniforms and would like a set. Either that or she wants Sam to join her group of 'close acquaintances.

>>46430221
>Accept her help.
and that'll be my last vote for the night, g'night all!

Welp, if we want to trust a pirate when we already killed so many of her comrades, then sure, there's no way she's up to something by going along with us.

>>46430355
Well obviously, that's why we plant spy shit on her ship while she isn't looking so we can spy on her in the shower.

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>>46430355
Don't worry man, we'll be planning for her sudden but inevitable betrayal

>>46430221
>You'll handle this on your own.

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>>46430221
"Your help is appreciated, but you sure are pretty magnanimous to a person who's just killed a lot of your subordinates." You say suspiciously.

"Ah, well, it's a risk that comes with the job!" Felicity laughs. "And those guys you've taken out? They're all just low level flunkies who're a dime a dozen!"

"Really now?" You frown.

"And, well..." Felicity's smile grows from happy to genuinely menacing. "If you were to bring any harm to my precious crew or my personal ship, well... then we'd have WORDS."

>...is that a threat?
>Same back to you.
>Other

>>46430470
>Same back at you.

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>>46430470
>>Same back to you.
Mutually assured destruction is always reassuring.

>>46430470
>Same back to you.

>>46430470
>>Same back to you.

Tempted to kiss her but eh, whatever.

>>46430470
>>Same back to you.

>>46430470
>>Same back to you.

>>46430470
>>Same back to you

>>46430470
>>Same back to you.

>>46430470
>Same back to you.

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>>46430470
"Well, the same back to you." You say with the same menacing tone. If anything happened to your OWN crew. Amy, Elsa, Lida, Bradford, Tank, Natalia, Scott, and many more, well, you're pretty sure you'd destroy entire star systems to avenge them.

Both you and Felicity stare each other down, seeing who would blink first.

>Roll 1d20

Rolled 9 (1d20)

>>46430610

Rolled 16 (1d20)

>>46430610
SNOW!!!

Rolled 15 (1d20)

>>46430610
COME ON!

Rolled 20 (1d20)

>>46430610

Rolled 1 (1d20)

>>46430610
INTIMIDATE

Rolled 1 (1d20)

>>46430610

>>46430610

dice+1d20

Rolled 6 (1d20)

>>46430610
Psyker Powers ACTIVATE

>>46430617
>>46430618
>one second off
once again, the dice gods taunt us.

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>>46430626
>>46430625
>>46430618

>>46430626
>>46430625

holy shit dudes

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>>46430640
>>46430642

>>46430664

dice d1

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>>46430640
>>46430642
This is the way Dice God Say, "don't forget, you all are still on my mercy"

>>46430684

I'm grinning like a motherfucker in all honesty.

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>>46430610
You both stare down for what seems to be hours. Things are so intense that even your escorts begin getting antsy, shifting around nervously and slowly prepping their weapons. Things continues like this until Felicity finally blinks first and starts shivering and backs off.

"Ooooooh, you're just so MENACING!" Felicity coos. "That just makes me want you even more! Are you sure you don't want to join my crew?"

You can see her companions' eyes roll again.

>Tease her
>Reject her advances.
>Other

>>46430698
>>Tease her

>>46430698
>>Tease her
Scratch her EARS

>>46430698
>>Tease her

this is I.C

>>46430698
>>Other
"Don't you want to join ME instead?"

>>46430698
>Reject her advances.

>>46430698
>TEASE HER

>>46430698
>>46430712

Nibbling on her ear also works

>>46430698
>Reject her advances.

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>>46430730
I'm betting Elizabeth is taking all kinds of notes right now

>>46430712
>>46430722
>Tease her

>Ear touching
>"Don't you want to join ME instead?"

>>46430762
Voting for this

>>46430762
Supporting

>>46430762
>>46430730
>>46430712
It is important to see how sensitive these ears are.

So as an aside, do you think that Space Cowboy is master of projectile physics a la Revolver Ocelot, or has he mastered a rapid fire revolver technique designed to overload shields (Sunset Riders anyone)?

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>>46430848
Probably very good at quick draw, and fast shooting (with double and single action revolvers).