risingshepard | 1 Pissed Off Reaper [Action/Voice]

[Alright, let's review: One, she was supposed to be in her cabin waiting for the ship to arrive at the Derelict, two, she's not supposed to have a blaring headache crunching her skull, and three, she's not supposed to be feeling like complete crap barring said headache. So, Luceti, here's her question: why has she been unceremoniously dumped into a forest that doesn't even look like Pragia's greenery, and why does she have a sundress on? She would really, really, really like to know. Sure doesn't help that the familiar, cool feeling of her room is gone and replaced with the humidity of the forest. It wakes her right up when she gets over her initial physical screwball.

There's a slight groan before she starts sitting up.] ...Feels like I just downed a glass of ryncol...what the hell happened...?

[It doesn't take her long to actually stand up, either. Those synthetic parts are a lifesaver, even if she didn't ask for them; when her eyes focus, though, she finds herself staring at her surroundings. ...Alright...where the hell was she?] ...Pragia? No, it couldn't be. [There's too little greenery compared to that forest planet, and none of it's clinging onto any buildings...so where does that put her? Earth? One of the colonies? She's not sure. As with the other discoveries, very little time passes before she finds red wings stuck on her back -- it's as if the Illusive Jackass wanted to screw around with her even more. <_< There's not a peep from her for a while before she starts restraining the urge to shoot something -- like she could, without her trusty pistol...

But something else catches her eye and makes her curiosity resurface -- the journal with her name, and her clothing sitting there right next to it. Not realizing that it can transmit her voice just yet, she picks it up and stares at it.] This looks pretty old-fashioned...why would anyone use this?

[Oh, if only you knew. Feel free to chime in while she inspects it -- it'll be a nice surprise. :P]

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Huh. You're a biotic, too? [No, that's not biotic power, Shepard. :| She presses it just as he dictated, and...stares at the controlled beam that forms right then and there, brow raised.] A laser blade, too? Color me even more curious.

My mission...before I get onto that, here's something you should know first: people back home tend to look to me if they need a normally unfixable situation resolved. My most recent assignment? Beating the hell out of the Collectors. It's not easy. [The last one has that deadpan note she's been using for quite some time now. Clearly, she was understating how bad it was.]

A petty dispute then. Fun. Maybe if they'd pull their heads out of their asses and meet up, they'd actually get things done.

...Probably goes without saying, but, will anyone I know end up here sooner or later?

Edited 2012-07-16 12:12 (UTC)

Close enough! [He grins at her reaction, gleeful that he's surprised yet another hapless New Feather.]

I'm a prankster on an international level, but I have helped the Inspector take down worse criminals from time to time.

It's not a bad life, really. It's just not one that can be kept up here.

A...biotic?

[Luke pauses for a moment and stops]

You mean the Force?

[...Oh, right. Completely different world...]

...Something like that? Not sure what this 'Force' is, but it sure looks similar to biotics.

[If she had her pistol, she'd demo the ability she's proficient in at the moment. But alas. :|] Think 'telekinesis' and you'd get the gist of what they could do.

Oh, another form of power. Yes, that sounds similar to the Force, but the Force is a lot more varied than Telekinesis. I am a Jedi, and as such have trained to use the Force to do quite a number of things

[And now back to her other comments]

That's my lightsaber, the weapon of a Jedi. Be careful, it can cut through anything short of special minerals. And, who are the Collectors?

I must be a magnet for troublemakers.

[First Jack, then Grunt, now this goof. Don't mind if she cradles her head for a bit. :|]

Just so I know I can put up with you, what're the odds that you'll play some screwball trick on me behind my back?

[Between his current 'condition', the medication that was being used to help control it, and his schedule steadily filling up, he had no clear answer to give her. How he felt varied from day to day, and he couldn't rely on much anything at the moment.]

...That depends entirely on how we get to know each other. If I do anything, it won't be 'bad'--that much I can promise you.

You're used to pranksters?

Huh. Mind listing them off so I have a good idea of what I'm working with? [This sounds interesting enough. She'll nod and keep what she's learned about this laser blade in mind.]

They're a threat back home. Few ever see them, but I've already skirmished against them twice. [Her expression turns bitter. If that isn't enough, Luke's senses may pick up on some lingering contempt towards those freaks.] They've already abducted entire colonies of humans, and I wasn't able to put a dent in them until recently. I don't know what they're gathering them for, but they messed with the wrong people.

Can't say I am. I can say, though, that I've dealt with my share of headaches. [She's already had a year's worth of experience holding an entire ship together. Not to mention, at times, she can be a bit of a prankster amongst her crew herself. :|]

Edited 2012-07-16 16:08 (UTC)

[Good enough.]

Oh, I think you'll be able to handle anything I dish out just fine then.

That...could take a while, but a general idea? Telekinesis, precognition, body augmentation, healing, energy manipulation, and telepathy. There's a lot of variety within it, and I don't have total access to every aspect, but I'm proficient with each umbrella of abilities.

[...Wow, that's flexible. 0_o]

So it does a lot more than tossing people around. I'm a little envious. [Only not really--she's just being a silly goose, now. XD]

[Why is she getting the feeling she's going to start missing the solace of her cabin? Why? :|]

Pleasant. Guess that means we'll be getting along just as well, too. [Hello, caustic tone. :|']

Well, its something one is born with, Force Sensitivity.

[He's quiet for a moment]

And are there non-human sentients in your galaxy?

[They're still walking, right? XD They should be, otherwise they'll slow down on their way there, pff.]

Quite a few. Mandibled oddballs, four-eyed slave drivers I want to shoot between the eyes, humanoids that can't step out into the open without wearing enviroment-proof suits, bug-eyed scientists...not sure how blue-skinned monogendered humanoids count on the scale though.

[Of course...]

Thats good. I've only met one other person here who's encountered non-human sentients. Do the names Covenant, Flood, or Earth mean anything to you?

Well, petty... but kind of fundamental, too. These guys have apparently been here for thousands of years, so... makes sense if they're a little crazy.

[He pauses.] They might or they might not. There's been two people that I've known, in the time I've been here.

Hmm. First two don't sound familiar, but Earth definitely rings a bell.

So what, just letting them sort their own stupidity out is your idea of dealing with it? [...Though there's the possibility of this guy having no choice. She's guessing that, at least.

She's not particularly happy with the idea of her crew being yanked here, either.] Gonna regret asking that, and this. I'm sure of it... Are they of any help?

Is it where humans in your reality come from?

[Well Daisy will be happy. No Covenant]

I don't honestly see any other way of dealing with it. They aren't exactly amenable to reason. Hence all the fighting.

... Who, the people from my world? Well, one of them is gone already. And the other ... Well, she's been kind of helpful, for me, to settle in, if that's what you mean. She's kind of made herself prominent here.

But I don't think that anyone can do that much.

So we're stuck being pawns to their shenanigans. Isn't that nice? [They're like slavers, only you can't shoot them in the eyes. Not a fun deal for Shepard. >_>]

[And his last comment deserves a bit of a brow raise. If only he could see it. :| Snark, much?] Aren't you a pleasant fellow?

Yeah. We wound up finding ancient tech on Mars that propelled us right into the space age, crazy as it sounds. [Not that she was there to witness it; it's what she knows from that vast extanetwork deposit known as the codex.]

Its hardly crazy. Faster than Light travel was discovered in the Galaxy nearly 9,000 years ago.

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