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May 21, 2016 12:39:15 GMT
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Post by Julio Weston on May 21, 2016 12:39:15 GMT
Katsune got up, having found herself a Flak Helmet off nowhere. Leaving it, she said: "Nice helm. Don't know, it sounds like a good plan but i don't wanna leave these two here. Maybe i can send Brunyr for them while i take you there. I think he could even calm them down. Or at least turn both of them against him... Hop in! I'm sending it"
Somewhere in the VIP Commissary, Skye and Nimm amused as Julio tried to control Brunyr.
Brunyr: "Oh come on! I need some more!"
Julio: "You thought your knowledge of food could fool me? This thing has Whiskey on it! Sure, i also enjoyed it, but you're crazy A.F now!"
Brunyr's pad started to buzz. He picked it up and an angry grin crossed his face.
Brunyr: "It was a long way down to become a Taxi driver... At least i get to pick Oquan and Logan up. I heard they know how to have fun"
Julio: "If anybody there is drunk do not listen to them or you'll be fired for causing mayhem under a drunk man's orders, just like i will too!"
Brunyr walked down a catwalk to find Katsune, Adde and three armed pilots about to do the opposite.
Brunyr: "'Always me against the world', huh? You better thank me later for this.
Kat: "I'll buy you something to hide your ales in. That'll do"
Standing at the bottom of the ramp Logan noticed an approaching hover cart of sorts for the second time. The Squib driving it came closer to Oquan and Logan, smiling towards them.
Brunyr: "I knew somebody in here knew how to have fun! Man, this thing looks nasty"
He looked at the Catamaran with his golden eyes shining under the light of the sun. That is, until he realized they were burning and put on a pair of sunglasses he had changing from a pocket.
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Post by Oquan Tangin Bacca on May 21, 2016 16:27:43 GMT
Oquan grinned and tried to keep his balance as he watched Logan and Brunyr look over the Oevvaor.
"Its a nice weapons platform and they let me play around with the guys from R&D and make some adjustments. If they work they will be added to the design for AMCs fleet of them. I've upgraded the sites on the heavy blaster to give it a bit better accuracy. They still won't allow you to bulls-eye a womp rat like I used to do in my T-16 back home but it could probably hit a Katarn now from some distance," he said, while slightly slurring his words.
"I also added a bit of heft to the armor without compromising its speed but it still can't support a shield generator. But, who needs shields when you've got a hide as tough as mine?!" he said whilst slamming his fist against the chest plate of his powersuit. He hit his chest so hard that he actually knocked himself back a few unsteady paces.
The others smiled at the site.
"Alright! Enough of this! Lets get a few more drinks and then I'll take you two for a ride in her!" Oquan barked out.
Logan began to open his mouth and raise his hand in protest but he thought better of it and decided to just leave it alone. Instead he merely rolled his eyes to Brunyr who understood completely and gave a light chuckle.
The three boarded the hover cart with Brunyr at the helm.
"So...where to?" Brunyr said...
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May 21, 2016 18:11:35 GMT
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Post by Julio Weston on May 21, 2016 18:11:35 GMT
A grin of frustration crossed Brunyr's face at first... as he wasn't very amused to lose all the fun. Then his face changed to one filled with malice. A smile filled with malice...
Brunyr: "Let me check something first. This cart was a little unresponsive. It would be no surprise if it actually left us stranded midway..."
He got down, opened the cart's engine, grabbed a Vibroblade and with a swift swing the speed control limiter was disconnected without anyone noticing. Inmediately after, he also separated the baggage filled carts so only the four-seating lead cart would move. Logan was sitting in along with the remaining three pilots, one of which sat in the back, almost like defying gravity. Brunyr just had to talk to Oquan.
Brunyr: "Hey, what do you say? It's got no lĂmiters or extra carts now. Think you can race us to the other side of the airport with that thing? I'll let you think of it while we prepare to leave..."
He then walked back to the cart while Oquan held his bottle with a funny look in his eyes... then turned the engine on and the whole thing shook up, almost throwing the third pilot down to the ground.
Brunyr: "Whoa! This thing seems more responsive than just a while ago! Heheheheh, wonder what's with it..."
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Post by Logan Shivers on May 21, 2016 18:23:25 GMT
Logan was getting a bit jealous of Oquan. He had intentionally stayed sober for this, thinking it was all high brow and all that... but... well... that is what you have a number two for... Adde could be the sensible one, it was time for a drink.
'anywhere on this rock that serves a strong drink and has no stuffy suits pretending to be all civilised. Find us a drinking hole Brunyr!'
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May 21, 2016 18:36:05 GMT
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Post by Julio Weston on May 21, 2016 18:36:05 GMT
Brunyr grinned harder.
"I could take ya to our ship. I got some big drinks in my room, heheheheh..."
A change of direction in the race wasn't wrong. After all, Oquan would follow thinking he was taking a shortcut. And just like Logan, he would be in for a pleasant surprise at the end of the trip... Tons and tons of liquor. THAT was a proper breakfast for all three of them.
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Post by Logan Shivers on May 21, 2016 21:27:35 GMT
As the madly speeding cart changed direction sharply, the pilot perched on the back went sprawling across the ground, his armour throwing up sparks as skidded at high speedacross the ground. He eventually came to a halt some hundred yards or so away from where he came off.
The standard issue Pitch Black powersuit he wore aborbed the force of the tumble and the sturdy T'doshok stood up and shook his head in part frustration, part humour. It was always an experience going anywhere with Logan.. for one reason or the other. And the damned Rattler wasn't even drunk yet.
This would be a loooong day. He set himself to a brisk jog that would get him to the large C-3 in a reasonable time frame.
*****
Logan howled in delight at the thrill of the crazy ride, and even more so at the sight of one of his men going flying across the starport. He did not really know this Brunyr but he was starting to get the feeling they would get along just fine!!!
'Hey Oquan' he yelled at the top of his voice, 'see if you can get to that C-3 first and get some drinks rattled up!!'
He doubted Oquan could hear him, but who cared.
*****
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Post by Oquan Tangin Bacca on May 21, 2016 23:18:44 GMT
No sooner had Oquan accepted the invitation to race and they were off. He had to throw himself into the Oevvaor and fire it up to even have a chance. He had never seen a luggage cart move like that! Was it just that his own reaction time was blunted by his intoxication? He couldn't tell and he didn't care. His competitive streak was engaged and he wasn't about to let a lizard in a luggage cart beat him!
Of course he didn't know where they were heading so he kind of had to keep pace with them and try and anticipate their final destination.
He was amused to see one of the passengers fly off and skid across the tar-mack and he was relieved when he looked back and saw that he was alright.
It was a heated chase as Brunyr skillfully negotiated tight turns and whizzed under the tails of ships and between landing gears to better his position. Oquan managed to skirt the ground and go under a few ships himself but on more than one occasion he had pull it hard right, left or up to go over the obstacles that Brunyr consistently put in his path.
"This guy is nuts!" Oquan thought to himself. "We are gonna do just fine..." his next thought followed and he grinned as he pulled up to nearly avoid the tail of an N-1 Starfighter that Brunyr had just darted under.
He could see Logan turned around and pointing to a classy looking C-3 that was coming up on the large landing pad to the right of them past a few more formations of ships. Logan was yelling something as well but he couldn't make it out.
He had to guess that they were heading there so he figured he'd make his break! He elevated to get over the next grouping of ships and hit the throttle.
It would be anyone's guess who would get there first...
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May 21, 2016 23:45:12 GMT
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Post by Julio Weston on May 21, 2016 23:45:12 GMT
Brunyr: "Shit! This thing might go fast but it sure has no flight-grades!
Pilot: "Woooooooo, make it fly!"
Brunyr: "The fuck you talking about, i just said... oooooooh"
Another malicious smile. Nobody could beat Brunyr Nyholm at his own game and Oquan would soon see, madness always beats the toughest odds. He turned right suddenly, aiming for some wheel mounted stairs, almost strategically placed against a wall. All he had to do was shoot that gas canister next to it with his DH and pray.
Joe Bloggs was a nice crewman. His years of experience at Sarnet had given him good, bad and even WORSE memories. He usually refueled heavy freighters and golden line cruisers, but that day he was cleaning one of the building's roof windows. All he managed to say before barely dodging a speeding hovercart was:
Joe: "It's like D34 Y11, all over again..."
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In the meantime, Julio almost yelled at Katsune out of panic.
Julio: "WHAT?! You let him go alone?! I thought he was coming with you! Who knows what kinds of mayhem could be taking place right now!
As Julio said that, the windows broke down. The odds were tied again, as three persons laughed from the roof, speeding inside a white, blocky yet speedy cart.
Julio: "WHAT IN THE NAME OF BLING WAS THAT?!"
Then he knew who was behind the wheel...
Julio: "Aw, hell no! Gentlemen. It's up to you to come with me, but i'm doing a surprise visit to my own ship"
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May 22, 2016 4:31:43 GMT
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Post by Oquan Tangin Bacca on May 22, 2016 4:31:43 GMT
The maneuver he just witnessed left Oquan dumbfounded. So much so that as he watched it unfold, seemingly in his mind in slow motion, he was so mesmerized that he actually let up on his own controls.
By the time he had realized it, it was surely too late. He was now certain that he would lose the race but he gained some much deserved respect for the piloting skills of his new friend. He would be proud to lose to anyone who could pull off those moves!
At this point he just wanted to shake his hand and join him and the others for a drink!
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May 22, 2016 12:27:42 GMT
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Post by Julio Weston on May 22, 2016 12:27:42 GMT
As Brunyr approached the C-3, the pilots aboard the cart cheered him up.
But when both speeders finally arrived, everyone was so dizzy nobody remembered who won.
Brunyr: "Well, i don't care. After all, this was all for a laugh. Now come in, i'll grant you access"
As Brunyr approached the door followed by two pilots, the WSDF saluted, and studied the situation as they could be close enough to be forcing Brunyr to grant them access. They, however saluted too and pulled apart to let Oquan and Logan through.
Brunyr: "Don't worry. They all come with me to have a little fun"
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Post by Logan Shivers on May 22, 2016 17:21:28 GMT
Adde looked up from his full plate at the sound of shattering glass. His quick eyes spotted Logan and two of their pilots on a cart with a third figure who he did not quite make out. He rolled his eyes, could he not be sensible even when sober?
Julio looked like he was about to explode in rage, and when he stated he was going over to his ship, Adde assessed the situation. No, he knew better. Logan was still sober so would not kill anyone accidentally, and despite his lunacy, was well aware of where to draw the line, even when drunk... most of the time. No, turning up would do nothing so he went back to his breakfast, it was so good!!
****
As they got off the luggage cart, Logan could not help but notice that it was smiling quite heavily. He guessed that would be its last journey.. for a while at least, and perhaps permanently.. depending on how long it took for somebody to notice it was smoling! As they walked past the security and onto the C-3, he patted one of the guards on the shoulder.
"you might want to get somebody to take a look at that cart, is smoking.. and you know what they say about no smoke without fire..."
He smiled and carried on inside, finding Oquan and Brunyr had already headed on down a rather plush corridor. He caught up just as they truned into a large cabin.
It must have been Brunyr's as he dug around and presented them with a wide selection of drinks, and to Logans delight, one of the bottles was Trandoshan Redmist, a hugely potent drink that most sentients could not tolerate... he snatched the bottle with glee and took a slug, before noticing the Brunyr was also holding out some glasses..
"oh, yeah, suppose sharing is polite!"
He poured them all a glass each and took another slug out of the bottle for good measure. The liquor inched its way down his throat, its thick consistency coating it as it went down and after that initial burn, a numbness followed... which made him feel all fuzzy and warm inside.
He could get used to this!!!
He noted with amusement that although Oquan had managed a good amount of the drink in his first gulp, he was battleing to keep his eyes from popping out of his head in shock. Brunyr was staring at his drink as if considering if it was a great idea or not.. perhaps he had tasted it before... haha...
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May 22, 2016 18:48:18 GMT
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Post by Julio Weston on May 22, 2016 18:48:18 GMT
Minutes later, Katsune brought Julio to a halt as he entered Brunyr's cabin, before he could start yelling, and whispered.
Kat: "I don't think it will be a good idea. Unless you want to look like a party breaker. Try and present them with some healthy alternative to mayhem, maybe?"
Julio: "You're right... Well, i got an idea. If it works, you might skip paying for all of those shits Brunyr destroyed"
Brunyr hid his glass of Redmist behind Oquan's figure and tried to disimulate.
Brunyr: "Jules. Before you overreact..."
Julio suddenly bursted into laughs.
Julio: "Relax, all of you... I'm not one to overreact, am i? This guy right here isn't fired as long as i'm not. Am i? Not yet. We discussed this kind of issues before. Now, mind if i join?
Brunyr resumed his drink as Julio took out a silver canteen and drinked by his side.
Julio: "Wanna try? It's some weird drink i got at the bar today. Tastes as good as anything could"
Brunyr: *whispering* "What's with ya? You ain't barely this fun normally"
Julio: "Well, i decided that as long as they share your concept of fun, i should let ya be. But don't get too confused. Whatever you destroy is still coming out of your pay"
Brunyr: "Aha! I knew you couldn't take it anymore. Gentlemen! Let's have fun!"
Julio: "The lead is yours"
Katsune was a little worried. The day Julio would use his mind for the kinds of evil Brunyr did, planets could blow up in the name of fun.
Kat: "Mind if go back with the sober?"
As she descended from the ship again, she saw what looked like a smoking block of coal, and a WSDF trooper pointing a fire extinguisher towards another with an arm set in fire.
Trooper 1: "Turn it off, quick!"
Trooper 2: "Relax, we have fireproof coats"
Pilot: "Excuse me, have you seen two men with similar armor following a Wookie, a Trandoshan and a Squib?"
Kat: "Left corridor, second door. Now if you will excuse me, have you seen any speeders near?"
Pilot: "I'm sorry, lady. I walked all the way here"
Kat: "Geeeez"
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May 22, 2016 20:05:20 GMT
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Post by Oquan Tangin Bacca on May 22, 2016 20:05:20 GMT
Oquan chocked down another swig of that God-aweful Trandoshan libation and tried to clear the tears from his eyes. He wasn't about to let Logan think that he couldn't handle it even though he was half convinced that his insides would burst into flames in a matter of minutes.
Just then he saw that others had entered the room. He recognized Julio Weston as he frequently looked through the files of promising Legionnaires so that he could cherry pick them from other assignments and have them placed under his command. He had dog-eared Julio's file as someone to watch. He was relatively new to AMC but he was by no means a newbie on the Galactic stage.
He strode forward towards Julio and introduced himself. "Staff Centurion Weston I presume. I am Captain Oquan Tangin Bacca. I have been keeping a keen eye on you. It appears by the reactions in the room that this is your ship. May I say, it is a fine one! Will you be so kind as to give us a tour and delineate it's capabilities."
In Oquan's mind, that is what he said. The reality of it was slightly different with Oquan slurring his words and substituting in other words then what he meant to say and in general taking long, cross-eyed pauses between statements as his pickled brain tried to keep up with his thoughts.
While grinning about how gloriously articulate he was feeling, he took another big, but painful, pull of his drink and awaited a response.
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May 22, 2016 20:21:47 GMT
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Post by Julio Weston on May 22, 2016 20:21:47 GMT
Julio: "Well thanks, Oquan. We talk sometimes through the holonet. As for the ship, it has undergone no modification yet, but i can tell you it doesn't matter when the pilot's good enough. Say, this guy right here" -he pointed his finger at Brunyr- "once flied it straight through a tubular shipyard, without even touching any of the ships undergoing construction. Curious enough, he drank like forty-five bottles of Vozkan that day. But he has such a quick recover time! All signs of drunkness wear off within an hour no matter how much does he drink!"
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Post by Logan Shivers on May 23, 2016 21:03:32 GMT
Logan snorted.
"That sounds either very boring... or... my new friend Brunyr has an antidote similar to mine..." Logan suddenly had a syringe twirling in his three digit hand and as quickly as it appeared, it vanished again.
"Waste of time drinking if all that happens is you sober up without wanting to!"
He took a long pull on the bottle of Redmist, topped his glass up and also Oquans. He noted Brunyr had taken some of the drink Julio was offering and so did not pass the bottle his way.
"Julio, don't believe we have met, names Logan, no ranks here eh? We are not on duty!"
Logan stuck his huge hand out in greeting.
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