Log:Guild Expedition, Scene 6

Guild Expedition 2016/05/24 	 Dorian Wasp Inforcer Sarek Inforcer Diviak Jiri Star Girl Torus Sapphire 6

Inforcer Sarek(#2779TOn)

An obvious extraterrestrial, wearing what appears to be lightweight armor with a clear blue and white color motif. The being's skin tone is chitinous and dark navy in tone, and it has small black bead-like eyes. There is a badge on the right side of the chest. He also has what appears to be a sidearm in a holster in the thigh of his armor.

The Takaga Explorer has reached the Guild world of Cerule, where the massive space station Cerule One orbits. It's a large cylindrical structure, at least as large as a small Earth city. Prior to this, the Explorer had been attacked by a Lancian ship. The attack was averted by a series of timely events: Heroes in space, an illusion from Grimm, and the arrival of Inforcer Sarek. The Inforcers are one of the law enforcement agencies in the Guild.

Dorian says to the group, "I need to head with the diplomats to speak with the Council. I'm going to bring the evidence that has been compiled..." He nods to Vicki. "...and you're all welcome to wander the station. I only ask that you at least stay in pairs. I want to avoid any mind wiping, body snatching, or mind control earwigs."

Offers a wink to Dorian, Vicki shrugs, "Hope it comes in handy. I'll be... well anywhere -but- the meeting since they asked me not to attend. But if anything goes wonky.. I'll be on call."

Dorian nods. "I know that Inforcer Diviak wanted to speak to Jackie. It wouldn't hurt to give him a copy of that information as well."

Star Girl nods. "Right... The Buddy System." She smiles, apparently not worried about wonkiness. She looks around at the others, pondering for a moment whom to buddy up with. "Hm. Inforcer Diviak might also be able to give us an intro to the station..." She steps over towards Jackie.

Jackie say to Dorian, "Vicki and I are going to pair uo. If we go talk to Inforcer Diviak Vicki can give him her evidence directly?"

"Works for me. I've got all the evidence copied into the ship computer. Also, hard copy backups in my quarters." says Vicki, "So yeah, I'd love to go talk shop with this Inforcer."

Jackie smiles at Star Girl. "We'll be glad to have you along, won't we?"

Grimm sticks a finger in her ear and wiggles it a little, just to make sure she's clear of earwigs. Ewww. "Right, mind control earwigs. Gross." Thinking of the buddy system, she looks down at her shadow expectantly. Her shadow looks back at her and shrugs in a "What do you want me to do about it?" manner. "Get up, lazy," she grumbles at it.

Star Girl glances over to Grimm. "Buddies?" she offers, with a thumbs up. "Along with my suit and your shadow, that makes four of us," she adds cheerfully.

The Torus hovers around Grimm and her rising shadow.

Not wanting to be recognized as a sentient organism, the Torus shape shifts into a hoop earring to match Grimm's others. Though this one is vanta black- a black so complete it almost makes the void of space seem bright by comparison.

It speaks quietly to Grimm, "I believe I have created a suitable disguise for myself and am prepared to accompany you."

The black metal hoop hovers just at her eye level.

Grimm grins and gives Star Girl a thumbs up. "Buddies? We'd make a whole team on our lonesome! I'd like to see mind control earwigs TRY to get past our defenses," she teases playfully.

As the Torus forms a wicked looking earring, she blinks in surprise. "Whoa, that's cool," she gasps in surprise. She reaches up to the top of her left ear and starts to remove one of the hoops at the top helix.

As Grimm prepares to clear a hiding place for the Torus, she looks to Star Girl. "So I've been meaning to ask, what's your suit do?"

Smirking, Vicki shakes her head, "Earwigs. Interesting concept." She just picks up her copy of the evidence documents and stands off to one side, waiting for things to move forward.

Dragonfly shrinks into Dragonfly form and flies over to hover beside Vicki. "Mind if I sit on your shoulder?" she asks.

When Dragonfly asks that, a tiny little scale model of a comfy lawn chair grows out of Vicki's blue costume... on her shoulder, "Will that help?" asks Vicki.

Dragonfly bobbles in the sir as she laughs aloud. "Perfect!" she replies. "How did you do that?"

"In simplest terms, I asked my sapphire to make it for me." offers Vicki. "But it involves energy constructs, binding photons tightly enough to make solid objects out of them."

Dragonfly laughs again, "Or.. in simpler terms, the explanation is way over my head. The result is amazing though. Thanks." And with that she sits in the tiny suit-chair and reclines back comfortably.

Star Girl says to Grimm: "Well, what we've been able to figure out so far..." Her eyelets shift upwards as she starts to recount: "First of all, it's alive. If it gets damaged, it regenerates, though I haven't had to worry about that too often. With it, I'm a little bit faster and stronger than humanly possible. It's space worthy too, with a built in force field and hand-blasters... that's the quick version of it."

Jumping forward in time...

Inforcer Sarek meets the group as they walk into the docking bay from the ship proper. There's a delay as the auto-translator does its job, "I will be happy to guide those of you who were heading to speak to Diviak. I can also give directions, if there are other places you would like to visit."

Grimm taps her foot and looks at her shadow. Her shadow starts to lift off the ground like a sheet of semi-transparent acetate before it starts gradually filling out into a more 3D space while chosing a form.

Dorian nods to Sarek, "Thank you. There's a group of us who will be speaking to the Guild Council. So, I'll need directions." Sarek nods and indicates the nearby lifts. (Yes, the Guild calls them 'lifts', not 'elevators'), "Top floor. The ride will take several minutes."

Star Girl asks Sarek. "Are there any cultural or artistic nabes we should check out? What to people do for fun on this station?"

The Inforcer nods to Star Girl, "It depends on your...interests. There is an entertainment district on level seven. A casino. Shopping. Shows. There is also another...district that some consider for entertainment on level 3. It is much more dangerous though, and I advise you to use caution."

Gabrielle finishes fastening the Torus on her ear and flips her hair to partially cover it. "Where's the entertainment district?" she asks, wanting to see things on a more grounded level, since she has no duties to deal with just yet. She looks over her shoulder and behind her to see her shadow, which has formed itself into Grimm's twin. Gabrielle frowns slightly and arches a brow at its choice. "Can't you pick something else?" she murmurs under her breath. It shrugs and scratches its head in an attempt to think. "Maybe something big and burly as backup? Like a bodyguard or something?" Gabrielle suggests.

The shadow's face lights up at the suggestion with an "ah hah!" expression. It holds up a finger to signal her to wait, then begins to grow taller and broader, clothing and appearance morphing into a mimickry of (Very) Special Agent Malcolm Gibb. It flashes a proud grin at her.

Gabrielle groans and buries her face into the palm of her hand.

Waiting for the other group to go, Vicki chats with Dragonfly a bit, even shows off the sapphire embedded in the back of her right hand that looks like it should be more of a wound... such as the fact that visually, it looks like it goes through bone and sinew.

Star Girl listens to Sarek's, raising an eyebrow as the alien describes the district on level 3. She turns that same expression to Grimm. "What do you think?"

Dragonfly is fascinated by Vicki's show and tell.

Sarek looks to Vicki and Jackie, "Are you ready to go?"

The Torus says quietly in Grimm's ear, "I believe you made a wise choice- though I am curious as to what sort of 'entertainment' the locals consider dangerous. My studies in Guild space were decidedly academic. Though perhaps there is time for both.

Do you think it prudent to ask for a diagram of the space station?"

"Ready when you are." says Vicki as she lowers her hand and gives a nod. "Shall we?" she asks Dragonfly before turning to follow Sarek.

Grimm flashes a grin at Star Girl. "Level 3?" she asks as if that were the obvious choice for a couple of heroes.

Dragonfly nods to Vicki, "Ready." she confirms.

Dorian heads out with the diplomats toward the lifts and heads to speak with the Council. Sarek leads Vicki and Dragonfly over to another one of the lifts, and they head to level nine, also known as the 'Bastion District'.

Grimm listens to the Torus and nods to herself. "Inforcer Sarek, are there any maps or a diagram of the station in case we get lost?"

Star Girl nods to Grimm. "Spring Break!" she says with a grin.

Sarek nods to Grimm, "There are maps near each lift when you exit them. And on most levels, there are information kiosks."

The lift heads downward from the docking bay (which is on level eight). There's mild music playing in the background that sounds like a sci-fi version of Kenny G. The doors open into a poorly lit district with various electronic signs demarking businesses. The signs are all in the Guild trade language, it looks like which is readable at least by Torus. There appear to be shops ranging from 'Exotics' to 'Herbal Remedies' to 'Weapons' to 'General Emporium and Things'. Some signs translate better than others. The pedestrians walking around on this level do their best to avoid eye contact for the most part while they walk the corridors.

There are no obvious guards on the level. But one humanoid alien with long eyestalks seems to take notice of the group. He's dressed in simple lightweight body armor, with a long coat over it.

Grimm

A fair skinned young woman standing at 5' 6" with layered, textured long hair. Shes wearing a half-buttoned up red flannel shirt with blue and dark red cross-lines on it, and an army green tank top underneath. Charcoal grey cargo capris end just below her knees, finished with ankle-high flat brown boots with a series of straps and buckles. The flannels sleeves are rolled up to her elbows.

On her right wrist is a black banded bracelet. A silver banded ring adorns each thumb. Her left eyebrow is pierced with a silver ring just past the arch. Her left ear has a helix piercing with a simple silver loop earring, with standard lobe piercings with black spiral hoop tribal earrings.

Star Girl

Star Girl is a blonde-haired crimefighter, wearing a blueish-black body suit. She stands about 5' 5" tall with a slender and athletic build. Her uniform bears a white eight-pointed starburst on her chest, and the icon is echoed on her back, and on the backs of her gloved hands. The uniform is seamless and doesn't offer any hints to how is was constructed. She wears a mask that covers her eyes, ears, and neck, but leaves her mouth and scalp uncovered, allowing for her shoulder length blonde hair. The eyelets white, opaque, and very expressive.

The Torus reads the pertinent information to Grimm as they pass the each sign.

"It would seem they sell weapons on the promenade. I find that incredibly strange- considering this is an enclosed environment. Perhaps they are low capacity weapons- or not even powered at all." The Torus muses aloud.

The alien walks over toward the trio. He speaks in the trade language, which gets auto-translated for you by a device on his belt. "You are not from this station. I do not recognize your species, though I recognize some of the markings." He looks both Grimm and Star Girl over, one eyestalk devoted to each.

Star Girl's eyelets narrow as she starts to take in the scenery. She says to Grimm and Torus. "My suit has a built-in translator. Sometimes it's a little wonky, but I can kinda make sense of most of this..." She catches sight of the alien with eyestalks. "Hm. Shady much?" she says under her breath, hopefully just for Grimm and Torus's benefit.

Star Girl's expression lights up with recognition. "You're Jiri, right?" She smiles, happy to remember something from her stint at CBSU. "I'm Star Girl. This is Grimm. We're Terrans." She gestures towards Gabrielle with her hand.

"Oh, and Torus..." Star adds. She hms, unsure of whether or not she should have just introduced Torus as well.

The alien blinks a couple of times and looks again to Star Girl, focusing on her. "Terrans." He pauses a moment. "Wearing a ." He considers her, and then says, "I have a client who would be interested in...spending time with you. He likes exotic ones."

Star Girl's cheer evidently fades a bit. o O ( Ew. That's not creepy at all. Nope. Not at all... ) Patiently, she asks, "Wearing a what, again? I don't think I caught that word..."

"I might need translation, but I think my device is working a bit," Gabrielle mutters aside to Star Girl. She grins. "Worse case, there's the old jedi mind trick." Behind her stands the taller, more impressive frame of her shadow, towering at 6'6" with his arms folded over his chest. Gabrielle arches a brow at the client comment. "Hey, we're not that kind of terran," she holds up her hands.

The alien chuckles. "All can be 'that kind' with enough money." He looks to Star Girl again, "If you are not interested, how much to sell what you're wearing?"

The Torus inquires, "Aren't Humans always interested in mating? Are you not curious to the... improprieties of your galactic kin?"

The Torus says noting to correct that word, because it too had difficulties extracting meaning from it.

Star Girl smiles a bit, finding some comfort in the universality of d-baggery. She holds up a finger to the Jiri. "The suit is /not/ for sale, but..." She pauses as glances briefly to Grimm before looking back to the alien. "Would you give me a moment to talk to my friends?"

The alien nods, "Of course. Of course." He backs away, moving back over to the corner of the building he was holding up previously.

Grimm glances back at Star Girl conspiringly, preparing to step aside with her. The shadow pretending to be Malcolm Gibbs doesn't really understand the implication of what was said, and just stares at the Jiri curiously.

Grimm slaps at her ear as if swatting a bug. Specifically, the ear Torus is riding as a fake earring, and just after the mating comment.

The Torus pipes up over comms so that Star Girl might hear it properly. "Perhaps I am mistaken- it may just be present company, as it has been my expeirence that modern humans are quite obsessed with the act of procreation. I will reserve my surprise for another time."

If the Torus noticed the swatting, it says nothing of it.

"So, hear me out..." Star Girl begins, before pausing with a sigh. "The truth of the matter is, I really don't know a lot about my suit. Like where it came from, or even how to use it terribly well... This probably sounds like a bad idea, but it might be worth it for me to talk to this other alien..."

Grimm swats again at the Torus' continued talk of procreation, a bit harder this time. But the joke's on her. That hurt! She winces after smacking herself, rubbing herself to soothe the sting as she listens to Star Girl. "If you think it's safe, I've got your back," she says, casting a glance at the Jiri before looking back to Star Girl. "If we need tricks up our sleeves, let me know," she adds in a whisper.

Inforcer Sarek leads Jackie and Vicki into the Bastion District, the stronghold of the Inforcers on the station. In constrast to level three, this area is heavily guarded. There's a checkpoint that the heroes are let through, with Sarek's assistance. The Inforcers themselves seem to be of varying species. Overall, they seem to be qutie diverse. There's a short rotund one, standing about three feet tall. Another looks like a floating jellyfish. A third seems like a hulking gorilla without visible facial features.

Sarek leads the pair to Diviak's office, down at the end of a long hallway. He knocks and the door slides open. Diviak is sitting at a desk, with a datapad in front of him. He looks up at the group, "Ah, you have arrived. Please, come in."

Sarek says, "If you'll excuse me, I'll be up front if you need me." He nods to the two humans and his fellow Inforcer before taking his leave.

By the time they get there, Vicki is apparently dressed in a blue version of the ship's crew uniform. She's not having Dragonfly ride on her shoulder at that time because... let's be honest, this time it's not all about LOOK AT US!... she does however, have another pouch for DF on her hip.

She glances at the other beings there and smirks, "Guess I didn't need to worry about blending in, did I?" she asks. But entering the office, Vicki nods and takes a seat, folder full of documents sitting on her lap in her hand.

Dragonfly leans forward to come out of the suit chair and hover beside Vicki as a gesture of respect. She just hopes Inforcer Diviak is worthy of it.

Diviak waits until Sarek leaves before saying, "Thank you for coming. As my fellow officer told you, I am investigating the Nar'qu. And that involves what happened to you, miss." He nods to Dragonfly. "I was hoping I could get a statement from you about what happened when you visited the Guild last."

Quietly looking to Dragonfly, Vicki waits and lets her companion speak. After all, she's the one being addressed now.

Dragonfly bobs in the air, "I'll be happy to co-operate in any way I can. Although what happened to me on the Lancian home world pales into insignificance compared to the crimes the Nar'qu committed on Earth and the ethical crime from my viewpoint of what the Lancian Elite did to their own population."

Diviak nods, "I believe that it may all be connected. The Nar'qu have ties to many species on that edge of the Guild, and I think that it's likely that the Lancians, or at least a number of their leaders, may be involved. But I need as much proof as I can dig up. Otherwise, anything I bring up will get buried."

"I have no proof involving the Lancians." offers Vicki. "But as for Earth..." She reaches over and gently places her file folder of evidence on the desk. Including some data-cards with images and video footage of things. "I spent years as a law enforcement officer. One thing I know how to do is to gather and document evidence."

Dragonfly says, "The Lancian's efforts to erase my memories were eventually futile. I was able to recover most of the lost memories, so I can provide an account of what I discovered of the Lancian's genetic manipulation of thier population. However my knowledge of the Nar'qu activities on Earth is limited. My friend here has far more knowledge than I of those."