>>47616449
>STOP RIGHT THERE, CRIMINAL SCUM!

>>47616449

>STOP RIGHT THERE, CRIMINAL SCUM!

>>47616449
>>So uh, tell me more about this Captain of yours...

>>47616449
>>So uh, tell me more about this Captain of yours...
We can talk, we're the captain, the one in charge of most of the talking.

>>47616449
>>So uh, tell me more about this Captain of yours...

>>47616449
>So uh, tell me more about this Captain of yours...

>>47616449
>>So uh, tell me more about this Captain of yours...

>>47616449
>So uh, tell me more about this Captain of yours...

>>47616449
>>So uh, tell me more about this Captain of yours...

>>47616449
>>Other
>About my height, similar hair, smaller here *gesture to chest*?
after all after that natalia potion crit we did get a size boost, heh bet we can tease carly with that.

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>>47616864

You have to wonder what Nat does to the successes and failures of her experimentation. I'm probably sure she patented the ones that did well, which begs the question: how much money she's making on the side?

Or she could be pulling a persona of an altruistic doctor.

>>47616449
>So uh, tell me more about this Captain of yours...

>>47616449
>So uh, tell me more about this Captain of yours...

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>>47616449
You fight the urge to leap across the gap between both your beds and throttling the answers out of the poor girl. You were a ship captain and you were going to be dignified like one!

"I look like this Captain of yours, you say?" You smile sweetly, trying not to put Artya on guard.

If she was, she certainly wasn't showing it. Even though you couldn't see her face, you spent enough time with Tank to be able to intuit a person's mood based solely off of their body language, and it was much easier to tell with her in her fairly form fitting environment suit than it was with Tank's power armor.

YES. Artya nods as she taps away at the keys rapidly. ABOUT THE SAME HEIGHT AND HAIR COLOR.

Artya then leans forward, and you get the impression that she was squinting throw those tinted goggles on her mask.

A SLIGHTLY BIGGER CHEST, AS WELL.

W-what?!

>Thank her.
>Scold her.
>Stay on point and keep fishing for answers.
>Other

>>47616947
>Stay on point and keep fishing for answers.

>>47616947
>Stay on point and keep fishing for answers.

>>47616947
>Stay on point and keep fishing for answers.

>>47616947
>Thank her.
>Stay on point and keep fishing for answers.
probably should reveal the familial connection soon though

>>47616947
>>Stay on point and keep fishing for answers.

>>47616947
>>Stay on point and keep fishing for answers.

>>47616947
>Stay on point and keep fishing for answers.

>SLIGHTLY BIGGER CHEST
So Carly's a B to Sam's A?

>>47616947
>>Stay on point and keep fishing for answers.

>>47616901
She's probably making a super soldier or something in her secret lab.

>>47616947
>>Stay on point and keep fishing for answers.
Un-humph! Um, yes, now what else were you saying? (madly giggling in our head)

>>47616947
>>Stay on point and keep fishing for answers.

>>47616999
Sam's a B now after natalia's potions, it'd be carly that's smaller I think

>>47617068
Sam's only gotten the breast growth once, and Artya's saying that Carly's chest is bigger than Sam's current one

>>47616947
>Stay on point and keep fishing for answers.
>Thank her.
Petite pride.

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>>47617000
I still believe it's a clone/clones son/daughteru

>>47617068
>inb4 Carly's just a single digit higher than Sam.

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>>47616947
"R-really now." You bite you lip as you try to stay on point. Don't get distracted! "And this Captain of yours, she doesn't happen to have a name, does she?"

CAPTAIN CARLY! Artya writes happily. THE MOST FEARSOME PIRATE IN THE FRONTIER!

Artya then pauses and looks at you, and then at Tank, and then back at you, suddenly remembering where she was.

WHOOPS. She writes again in a panic. You can almost imagine her sweating profusely under that suit of hers. I MISTYPED. PLEASE IGNORE THAT.

You look over to Tank, who gives a casual shrug. He's leaving this up to you.

>Oh no, she's not getting off that easy.
>All right, humor her for a bit.
>Other

>>47617226
>>Oh no, she's not getting off that easy.

>>47617226
>>All right, humor her for a bit.

>>47617226
>>Oh no, she's not getting off that easy.

>>47617226
>>All right, humor her for a bit.
Unhuh, yes, 'The most Fearsome Pirate' you say? Why don't you tell me more about her...

>>47617226
>Oh no, she's not getting off that easy.

>>47617226
>Oh no, she's not getting off that easy.

>>47617226
>All right, humor her for a bit.

>>47617226
>Oh no, she's not getting off that easy.

>>47617226
>>Oh no, she's not getting off that easy.

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>>47617226
"Oh no, you're not getting off that easy." You grin. "Where do you think you are?"

Artya seems to twitch nervously, like a cornered mouse.

"Oh dear, is something the matter?" Natalia asks as she walks back into the room, distracting all of you just for a moment.

A moment Artya tries to take advantage of.

>Roll 1d20

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>>47617411
>>Roll 1d20

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>>47617411

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>>47617411

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>>47617411
Engaging CQC

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>>47617411

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>>47617411
You're not getting away, Stalker!

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>>47617411

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>>47617411
...

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>>47617565
Artya immediately tries to bolt, scrambling off of her bed and dashing for the door. However, Tank is already at the door and merely slides into place like a massive wall of steel, blocking the way.

"Natalia! Help me stop her!" You yelp as you jump out of your own bed after her.

"Ohoho, an opportunity to test this!" Natalia giggles as she pulls out some odd looking pistol out of her lab coat.

"The FUCK is that?!" You blink as you make a grab for Artya, but she just manages to slip out of your reach with a quick heel pivot.

"Just a simple tranquilizer gun!" Natalia giggles.

It's then that Artya bends her legs and leaps straight up to the ceiling. At first you're wondering what she was thinking, until you see her quickly pry the great off of the ceiling vent. Was she trying to escape through there?!?

"Someone stop her!" You grunt as you leap and grab Artya by the ankles, weighting her down.

"Coming~!" Natalia says in a singsong voice as she skips over and you hear a few soft puffs.

You see a trio of darts plunge into Artya's back and the girl's body tenses and spasms for a second before finally relaxing, the girl letting go of the vent and dropping right down on top of you in a totally not embarrassing pile if it were taken out of context.

"Agh!" You squeak. Thankfully, Tank is there quick as lightning, and gently pulls the unconscious Artya off of you.

"So what shall we do, Captain?" Natalia asks, her eyes sparkling. "Full strip search? Experimentation?"

Tank eyes her suspiciously.

>Take her to the brig for now.
>Lets get a full medical on her.
>Other

>>47617850
>Lets get a full medical on her.

>>47617850
>>Lets get a full medical on her.
gotta make sure the tranquilizer doesn't do something funny in the long run.

>>47617850
>>Lets get a full medical on her.

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>>47617850
>>Take her to the brig for now.

>>47617850
>Lets get a full medical on her.

>>47617850
>>Lets get a full medical on her.
No experimentation yet

>>47617850
>Lets get a full medical on her.
no experimentation on her, or any other subjects with no or unwilling consent. Unless it is waived by me.

>>47617850
>>Lets get a full medical on her.
Let's do some Medicine...

>>47617850
>Lets get a full medical on her.

>>47617850
>Take her to the brig for now.

>>47617850
>Lets get a full medical on her.

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>>47617850
"Do a full medical on her." You try to catch your breath as you get back up to your feet. "But ONLY a medical! No crazy or wildly unethical or even vaguely unethical experimentation! Got it!"

"All right..." Natalia sighs, as if YOU were the big party pooper here. "Well, I suppose I can handle the basics. I'll let you know if I find anything, unless you would like to stay and observe?"

You pause to think on it. Maybe you could learn something you couldn't otherwise figure out just from talking to her. Then again, maybe another investigation of the wreck could yield some clues. Or maybe you should comb the Graveyard a little more...

>Stay and observe the examination.
>Search the wreck for clues.
>Continue to comb the Graveyard.
>Other

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>>47618152
>>Search the wreck for clues.
Maybe we can figure out what she was doing there.

Send an away team with recon vehicles!

>>47618152
>Stay and observe the examination.
She's our only link to our sister!

>>47618152
>>Stay and observe the examination.

>>47618152
>Search the wreck for clues.
WITH TANK

>>47618152
>Continue to comb the Graveyard.

>>47618152
>Search the wreck for clues.

>>47618152
>>Search the wreck for clues.

>>47618152
>Stay and observe the examination.

>>47618152
>>Stay and observe the examination.
I'm actually worried that without us here, Artya might have some hidden countermeasures that she prepared beforehand for s situation like this to escape.

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>>47618152
Welp, we don't have a decisive consensus, so lets narrow down the voting options!

>Observe the examination.
>Search the wreck.

>>47618449
>>Observe the examination

>>47618449
>>Search the wreck.

>>47618449
>>Search the wreck.

>>47618449
>Search the wreck.

>>47618449
>Search the wreck.

>>47618449
>>Search the wreck.
Ah fuck it, the wreck is probably more interesting anyways. I hope my suspicions about Artya is wrong though...

>>47618449
>Observe the examination.

>>47618449
>>Observe the examination.

>>47618449
>Search the wreck.

>>47618449
>>Observe the examination.
lattteeee

>>47618449
>Observe the examination.

>>47618449
>Observe the examination.

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>>47618449
WELP, you guys somehow managed to tie it up again! Looks like we gotta go to the dice!

1. Exam
2. Wreck

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>>47618852
"I think I'll stick around and oversee the examination." You say, shooting a suspicious eye at Natalia. "Somebody has to make sure everybody behaves."

"If you say so." Natalia sighs a she carefully directs Tank to set Artya down on the examination table, where she carefully begins stripping off the ramshackle environment suit. "I would like it if Tank were to be present in case something were to happen..."

Tank looks at you. He obviously wants to go back and finish the search of the wreck rather than sit around here.

>Have Tank stay just in case.
>Have him finish searching the wreck.
>Other

>>47618930
>Have him finish searching the wreck.
>slap him on the buttplate as he leaves.

>>47618930
>>Have him finish searching the wreck.

>>47618930
>Have him finish searching the wreck.

>>47618930
>Have him finish searching the wreck.

>>47618930
>Have him finish searching the wreck.
>Definitly don't have a crush on him

>>47618930
>>Have him finish searching the wreck.
lets him go
we can use our light heavy armor.

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>>47618983
Do we even know if Tank is even a guy? What if he's a girl, a brain in a jar, or a robot underneath all that?

>>47619013
They're cute, that's all that matters.

>>47619013
I assumed he was a P-san expy from cyber idols, but since we are romancing him, i am not too sure anymore

>>47619013
Pretty sure we'd know since we had access to his Personnel files.

>>47618930
>Have him finish searching the wreck.

>>47618930
>>Have him finish searching the wreck.
Naw, we got this. Go and have fun Tank.

>>47618930
>>Have him finish searching the wreck.

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>>47618930
You nod to Tank. He was free to do what he wanted. Tank nods back, gives a sharp salute, and marches out of infirmary.

"Hrm, well, with Tank leaving, I'm going to need a little bit of assistance here." Natalia waves you over as she carefully removes Artya's camouflage poncho.

"Don't you have nurses?" You frown.

"I could never trust the sacred art of medicine in the hands of a cold and emotionless robot!" Natalia huffs in annoyance. "How can something that feels no PASSION for what it does be trusted with another person's life? Now hurry up and help me get her out of this suit, I want to start breaking out the needles!"

You're pretty sure there's some sort of irony in that statement there, but you don't want to point it out right now.

Removing Artya's suit was simple enough. Even though it was apparently pieced together from numerous other sources, it was pretty resilient, the equivalent of any commercially available suit. Whoever put it together certainly knew what they were doing, and you wouldn't be surprised if it was from Artya herself.

As you and Natalia peel the suit off, you're surprised at just how pale her body was. You could tell that she didn't spend much time under sunlight. Her both was also very thin and lithe, hallmarks of a person who lived their whole life in space.

"Can you help me with this?" Natalia asks as she grasps Artya's mask.

>Help her take it off.
>Better leave it on.
>Other

>>47619013
>Tank getting injured badly and us needing to take off his armour, when?

>>47619284
>>Better leave it on.
She probably has it on for a reason.

>>47619284
>Better leave it on.

>>47619284
>Better leave it on.

>>47619284
> Help her take it off
I NEED to see this!

>>47619284
>Better leave it on.

>>47619284
>>Better leave it on.
Nope, not falling for that trap. Besides, she would probably like to keep this part of her privacy.

>>47619284
>Better leave it on.

>>47619284
>>Better leave it on.

>>47619284
>Better leave it on.

>>47619284
>>Better leave it on.
Got a bad feeling about removing that.

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>>47619284
"Let's leave it on for now." You say, grabbing Natalia's wrist.

"Really?" Natalia blinks in surprise.

"Just a hunch." You shrug.

"You're the captain." Natalia nods as she pulls her hands away from the mask, and proceeds to strap Artya down, just in case. Meanwhile, you pick up Artya's suit and gear and carry it to the other end of the infirmary for safe storage. Meanwhile, you hear Natalia humming happily as she snaps on a fresh set of surgical gloves.

>Examine her gear.
>Keep an eye on Natalia.
>Other

>>47619284
> Better leave it on

>>47619438
> keep an eye on Natalia

>>47619438
>Keep an eye on Natalia.

>>47619438
>>Keep an eye on Natalia.
Not gonna leave you

>>47619438
>>Keep an eye on Natalia.

>>47619013
And that's where the fun in guessing is!

>>47619438
>Keep an eye on Natalia.

>>47619438
>Keep an eye on Natalia.

>>47619438
>Examine her gear.

>>47619438
>> keep an eye on Natalia
Love you natalia but you have some bad habits when it comes to experimentation with or without consent

>>47619438
>Keep an eye on Natalia

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>>47619438
You deposit all of Artya's belongings into the locker and return to the examination table, where Natalia was getting ready for her examination. She points over a nearby table where a glove and facemask dispenser were located. One thing you couldn't fault Natalia for was making sure here workplace was sterile.

"Hmmmm, well, thin bone structure and low muscle mass is indicative of extended living in a low gravity environment." Natalia says as she runs a scanner over Artya's body. "However, evidence of significant scarring and mended bones indicate a lifetime of strenuous work and injury, as well. She's definitely a scavenger, that's for sure."

"To be expected." You nod. "Anything else?"

"Well..." Natalia continues to examine the data from the scanner. "Besides the past injuries, she's otherwise perfectly healthy. No significant abnormalities or mutations beyond normal levels. Signs of higher than normal radiation exposure, which is something we would have to look at later. And... oh dear."

"'Oh dear' what?" You raise an eyebrow.

"Compromised immune system. Another indicator of a person raised in space." Natalia shakes her head.

"What does that mean?" You frown.

"That means, even something simple as the common cold can kill her." Natalia's eyes narrow.

"What? How?"

"Even the dingiest ship interior is fairly sterile compared to what you would find on a planetary environment." Natalia shrugs. "When a person is born, normally they're exposed to a myriad of bacteria and pathogens which their immune system quickly adapts to, so they don't become an issue later in life. Naturally, there are treatments to prevent this in spaceborne infants, but it appears this girl has never received any."

"Is it treatable?" You look at your doctor.

"It is, but this late in her developmental stage..." Natalia sighs. "It won't be fast or easy."

>Just leave her be for now.
>We should make arrangements to get her treated. We can't risk her dying on us.
>Other

>>47619733
>>We should make arrangements to get her treated. We can't risk her dying on us.
no japanese flu for artya.

>>47619733
>We should make arrangements to get her treated. We can't risk her dying on us.
>Good thing we kept the mask on eh?

>>47619733
>We should make arrangements to get her treated. We can't risk her dying on us.

>>47619733
>We should make arrangements to get her treated. We can't risk her dying on us.

>>47619733
>>We should make arrangements to get her treated. We can't risk her dying on us.
We can make her stronger, better, healthier than ever! We have the Science! We Must Do It!

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>>47616901
Maybe she's going to use all the good ones on herself?

>>47619733
>>We should make arrangements to get her treated. We can't risk her dying on us.

We found Tali!

>>47619733
>>Just leave her be for now.

>>47619733
> We should make arrangements to get her treated. We can't risk her dying on us.
Glad we didn't take her mask off.

>>47619733
>We should make arrangements to get her treated. We can't risk her dying on us.

>>47619733
>We should make arrangements to get her treated. We can't risk her dying on us.

If Nat does patent the height and tit growth stuff, I know what Sam's spending her paychecks on.

>>47619874
>inb4 Nat's main buyer is actually Carly

>>47619874
Sam probably deserves some of the profits too.
She did test them for free.

>>47619733
>>We should make arrangements to get her treated. We can't risk her dying on us.

>>47619911
Just pay her in the product, I bet Sam would prefer that.

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"We should make arrangements to get her treated." You say as you look down at the sleeping masked girl. "We can't risk her dying on us."

"Ohoho, such a humanitarian, you are!" Natalia giggles.

"It's purely practical!" You huff. "A dead prisoner is one that doesn't talk!"

"Mhm, whatever you say, Captain." Natalia smiles as she taps a few keys on the medical dispenser. "Fortunately, this is a common procedure, we just have to up the dose a bit. Well, a lot, actually. At least the infirmary is sterile so there won't be much risk of accidental exposure."

At that moment, you see Artya's body squirm as she starts to regain consciousness.

"Oh dear." Natalia pull out her dartgun. "We can't have her waking up just now, can we?"

>Put Artya back to sleep.
>Let her wake up so you can interrogate her.
>Other

>>47619954
>Put Artya back to sleep.

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>>47619954
>>Let her wake up so you can interrogate her.

>>47619874
Nat better test on a wider variety of people. Don't want to be hampered by lawsuits.

>>47619954
>Put Artya back to sleep.

>>47619954
>Let her wake up so you can interrogate her.

>>47619954
>>Put Artya back to sleep.

>>47619954
>>Put Artya back to sleep.

>>47619954
>Put Artya back to sleep.

>>47619954
>Let her wake up so you can interrogate her.

>>47619954
>Put Artya back to sleep.

>>47619954
>>Put Artya back to sleep.
Shh... go back to sleep, and let the good doctor(heh) to her job.

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I was thinking she was using the money from the patents to fund research for a way to revive someone from being spaced?

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9_M3uw29U1U

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>>47620046
What if she is trying to cure her oxygen deficiencies from exposures to space?

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>>47619954
You nod to Natalia, who casually presses the injector to Artya's arm and with a soft hiss, more tranquilizer is injected. Artya moans softly under the mask as she falls back to sleep.

"This is the best thing to do for now." Natalia assures you. "She doesn't have to be conscious for the immunization process. Probably better that way, in any case."

"I hope so." You sigh, when your comms suddenly buzz.

"Captain." Lida cuts in. "We have a problem."

"What's going on, Lida?" You blink.

"I'm picking up an anomalous signal being transmitted from the infirmary." Lida warns. "It looks to be some kind of tracking beaco-"

You're already bolting to the storage locker and pry it open, rifling through Artya's gear. However, if there's a beacon, it's well hidden.

"Shit!" You curse.

"Don't worry, I managed to jam the signal, so it's not going anywhere." Lida continues. "Though it managed to broadcast for a few seconds before I was able to lock it down."

"Captain, whoever that girl is working for, might know that she's in trouble now." Bradford joins in. "I suggest we leave while we still can."

"But wait, ain't that girl working for the Cap's sister?" Amy grunts. "Isn't that what we WANT? For her to come to us?"

"I doubt she'd be in much of a talking mood if she thought we did something to one of her crew." Elsa points out.

"And we'd still need to recall Tank." Lida adds.

"Lida, how sure are you that they haven't received the distress signal?" You ask.

"Mmmm, fifty fifty, I guess."

Well, that wasn't very helpful...

>We need to get out of here.
>I doubt the message got out.
>Let's lure Carly here.
>Other

>>47620174
>>Let's lure Carly here

>>47620174
>Let's lure Carly here.

>>47620174
>We need to get out of here.
We can transmit the signal later when we are more ready to see her.

>>47620174
>>Let's lure Carly here.
Family Reunion!

>>47620174
>Let's lure Carly here.

>>47620174
>>Let's lure Carly here.
We're getting our target this way, and we still need to stay for picking up Tank, so this is only logical.

>>47620174
>Let's lure Carly here.
She won't shoot us down as long as we have Artya aboard right?

>>47620174
>Let's lure Carly here.

>>47620174
>Let's lure Carly here.

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>>47620174
"Well, this is perfect for us." You grin. "We can use this to lure Carly to a place of our choosing."

"I suppose." Bradford frowns. "But where? We can't be too obvious about it, or else she'll sniff out the trap."

"And it's dangerous staying in the Graveyard." Elizabeth crosses her arms. "This is practically the pirates' backyard. I can guarantee you that Carly is going to know the terrain far better than us."

"And uh, we're still in Confederate space, so we gotta be careful where we go or they might spot us." Amy adds in.

This certainly was a predicament...

>Confront her here in the Graveyard
>Try to lure her to Accord space.
>Lure her out of the Graveyard.
>Other

>>47620345
>Try to lure her to Accord space.

>>47620345
>>Confront her here in the Graveyard

At this point in time, I wouldn't be surprised if Carly's ship was a Space Hulk made up of a dozen ships

>>47620345
>Lure her out of the Graveyard.

>>47620345
>>Try to lure her to Accord space.

>>47620345
>Lure her out of the Graveyard.

>>47620345
>>Try to lure her to Accord space

Part of me just wants to be like. "Hey, sis. Been a real long time. Wanna catch up a bit?"

You have to admit, that'd get her attention.

>>47620345
>Try to lure her to Accord space.

>>47620345
>Try to lure her to Accord space.

>>47620345
>>Lure her out of the Graveyard.

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>>47620345
"We'll lure her to where we have the advantage." You say. "Back in Accord space. If she's as good a pirate as Felicity says she is, then she'll have no problem finding her way there."

"Understood." Bradford nods.

"Shouldn't you give her a bit more reason to take that risk?" Elizabeth grins. "Maybe add something to that signal, letting her know that you want to reach out to her?"

"Huh..." You pause.

"That might make things worse." Bradford grunts.

>She's looking for her crew. She'll come.
>Yeah, I want her to know it's me.
>Other

>>47620593
>She's looking for her crew. She'll come.

>>47620593
>Yeah, I want her to know it's me.

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>>47620593
>>She's looking for her crew. She'll come.
So how are we gonna do this, guys?

Surprise reveal? Open Welcome? Passive Aggressive? Anger?

>>47620593
>She's looking for her crew. She'll come.

>>47620593
>Other
>Both, and let her know that we want to talk if we can.

>>47620593
>>She's looking for her crew. She'll come.
Nope, listen to Bradford, he's totally right about this. If Carly knew WE were the ones that captured her crew, she'd be MUCH more careful and thus less liable to just chase full-on.

>>47620593
>She's looking for her crew. She'll come.

>>47620593
>She's looking for her crew. She'll come.

I'm with Bradford on this one. Let's not make her more suspicious than we have to.

So guys when Carly's ship gets in range, Broadcast to it "HI CARLY! WHAT'CHA DOIN!?"?

>>47620611
Overall, we're upset, but right now there are too many questions to be asked at the moment for Sam.

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>>47620593
"She's looking for her crew. She'll come." You assure them. "I'd do the same thing."

"Touching, Captain." Bradford nods with a slight smile. "Let's hope it doesn't come to that."

"Should we leave now, then?" Elizabeth wonders. "We'd have to recall Tank and the scouting team, and they haven't completed their search of the cruiser yet."

>We'll have to cut the search short. We're leaving now.
>Okay, we'll stay until they're done.
>Other

>>47620819
>>Okay, we'll stay until they're done.
Naw, let them finish searching, and it'll make the chasing action even quicker by waiting for Carly a bit more too.

>>47620819
>Okay, we'll stay here until they're done.

>>47620819
>Okay, we'll stay until they're done.
What's the point in being a stealth ship if we don't do stealthy stuff?

>>47620819
>Okay, we'll stay until they're done.
We wanted to give the impression that it's not a trap. Wouldn't be very believable if we bail out immediately to set it up.

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>>47620819
"We'll stay until the search is done." You conclude. "Who knows? Tank might find something."

>Roll 1d20

>>47620977
dice+1d20

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>>47620977

Rolled 8 (1d20)

>>47620977
Searching

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>>47620977
Nanomachines incoming!

>>47621014
OK! Nanomachines it is!

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>>47621014
Nice

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>>47620977
It takes about three more hours for Tank and the scouting team to fully comb the depths of the derelict Hegemony cruiser, trying to find anything of use. Finally, Tank signals that the search is complete and returns to the Gullinbursti.

Thankfully for you, no new threats appear apart from the odd floating piece of debris that floats a bit too close. Looks like the signal didn't get out at all.

You greet Tank as he steps off from the shuttle. From the way he struts, you can definitely tell that he's found something useful.

"So, Tank, what did you find?" You grin.

DATA CORE: Turns out, the cruiser's data core was still fairly intact, and Lida was able to pull some important technical details that could be helpful in combating Hegemony ships in the future.

TECHNICAL SPECS: Looks like Artya is a busy bee, and she's spent her time drawing up all sorts of experimental weaponry. There's details on something called the "Spike", which appears to be some sort of electronic warfare weapon...

MUNITION STOCKPILE: A few of the cruiser's missiles remain intact and freshly loaded in their original launchers. Looks like these warheads use technology that was thought to be lost long ago. Reverse engineering them would increase the firepower of your existing missiles.

>DATA CORE
>TECHNICAL SPECS
>MUNITION STOCKPILE

>>47621119
>TECHNICAL SPECS
This sounds like the most Fun option.

>>47621119
>MUNITION STOCKPILE

>>47621119
>MUNITION STOCKPILE: A few of the cruiser's missiles remain intact and freshly loaded in their original launchers. Looks like these warheads use technology that was thought to be lost long ago. Reverse engineering them would increase the firepower of your existing missiles.

>>47621119
>TECHNICAL SPECS
Munition is tempting but muh stealth ship.

>>47621119
>TECHNICAL SPECS

>>47621119
>TECHNICAL SPECS
Hacking is the best system! We do have drone parts, right?

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>>47621158
Please disregard this one, i accidentally samefag

>>47621119
>>DATA CORE

>>47621119
>TECHNICAL SPECS

>>47621119
>DATA CORE

>>47621119
>>TECHNICAL SPECS

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>>47621119
Tank hands you a pile of papers. You frown as you look through them. Paper was a rare thing in the civilized systems, mostly because nobody really needed it anymore. However, looks the tradition of physical media was still going strong in the frontier. You can see that there were a number very detailed drawings of some sort of... ship based weapon system.

"I'm assuming Artya drew these." You conclude.

Tank shrugged. Maybe she did, maybe she didn't.

"Either way, let's pass these to Scott. Maybe he can make sense of them." You hand off the papers to a nearby assistant bot, which loyally takes the papers and trots off to Engineering.

"Captain, everything's packed up and ready to go." Bradford announces over the comms. "Amy's getting ready to set course. Where do you want to go?"

>Head back to HQ. We need to get Artya properly processed.
>We need to start setting up our meeting with Carly.
>Other

>>47621255
>We need to start setting up our meeting with Carly.

>>47621255
>Head back to HQ. We need to get Artya properly processed.

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>>47621255
Hmmm, looks like everybody's dropped out for the night, so I guess I'll just call things here and continue next week! Don't forget KanColle on Friday!

Since there's still posts left, feel free to use them for discussion or Q&A if you want. I'll do my best to answer (assuming I'm awake!)

>>47621255
>>We need to start setting up our meeting with Carly.
no need to antagonize carly by turning her crew member in to the accord.

>>47621255
>>We need to start setting up our meeting with Carly.
we seriously need to restrain artya, as hopeless as it may be.

Lets put her in ice for now

>>47621255
>>We need to start setting up our meeting with Carly.

>>47621332
DESTROYER DAD 5 WHEN?

also thanks for writing!

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>>47621364
>DESTROYER DAD 5 WHEN?

WHEN I STOP GETTING DISTRACTED BY FUN THINGS

>>47621385
STOP HAVING FUN

>>47621332
Thanks for writing, Merc!

>>47621332
Thanks for the thread!

>>47621332
Thanks for running.

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>>47621385

>>47621255
>>We need to start setting up our meeting with Carly.
Cya nex time, merC!

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>>47621406
Haha, actually, I just saw the GuP movie and it was... it was certainly something!

>>47622006
i think it can be summarized with this:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=17bSB2ztRDM