Light Labs - Medical
This room is kept immaculately clean and organized, from the polished tile floor to the bright exam lights and walls painted with soothing colors. Several repair and medical beds for robot and human patients line the walls, monitors above them indicating the status of the patient's vital signs. There are no windows here, as this is in the center of the floor and heavily reinforced against possible attack. It is here that the Maverick Hunter medics patch up the wounded.
Sliding Door <S> leads to Light Labs - Corridor 3.
Flare Feline sits on a medbay, having just been activated. He looks a bit ragged, but otherwise, alive. His armor is all gone, it was either destroyed, or melted beyond repair. It needs to be replaced, and since it's Repliforce grade armor, it can't be done here. He wears a hospital gown instead. He's sitting up, talking briefly into his radio, looking a bit annoyed and tired.
Stealth Nekojin hovers on in, carrying a thing of donuts and looking fairly well-rested... which is probably because someone clocked him and dragged him to bed last night, rather than let him spend the whole night working. But I digress. "Heyo. I brought some donuts and an offer of better housing."
Flare Feline blinks and looks over at Stealth "Oh, hi." He clicks his radio off, seems he's getting no answers. He tries to stand up from his medbed, he's still a bit shakey though, he looks a bit weak "Hey, you're the one who piloted the Vorpal and got us all out of the HQ before it was... destroyed. I'm sorry about the trouble... all of it Repliforce has caused lately."
Stealth Nekojin smiles, waving off the apology, "It's okay. You guys didn't cause the trouble. The so-called 'Robot Masters'," he layers that name with MUCH scorn, "are the ones solely responsible. And we'll take it out of their hides soon enough. Until then, you rest, heal up, and if you want, I can get you some pants and access to a room of your own. It won't be much, but it has a sonic shower and a comfortable bed."
Flare Feline hmms "Well I don't even have any quarters of my own anymore..." He pauses, looking a bit pained as he remembers an important momento which was lost when RHQ was sunk "But I don't want to cause any inconvenience, I don't even know how much longer I'll be staying here." He sighs, suddenly remembering that RHQ London and Australia will now likely be totally blocked. A lot of soldiers were lost when RHQ sank, but the survivors now have to all move to the other two bases. "I'll talk with Repliforce Command first.... and speaking of talking with Command, I wonder if there's something you could help me with?"
Stealth Nekojin nods, "Probably. As to inconvenience... We've already opened a few spare rooms downstairs, and I've been pushing to have a sort of 'exchange' program where some of your people come to be stationed here, to try and improve relations. Oh, and from what I heard, personal effects were being excavated earlier today." He smiles, "What'cha need?"
Flare Feline hmms, exchange program hm? Interesting. "Well, before all this happened, I've been talking with Iris, trying to think of ways to improve relations. She suggested I try and meet with Signas and voice my opinions. I never got a chance to do it before the Master's attacked. But now I'm even in Light Labs and everything, it's the best chance I've had." He smiles "An exchange program sounds interesting, but I don't know if I'll be one of the ones being exchanged, like I said, I have to speak to my own commanders first."
Stealth Nekojin nods, "I'll see if I can catch him for you and arrange an appointment." He grins, "I hope the exchange idea goes through, I want to see things a little smoother between you guys and ourselves... Maybe get things down to where we can be proper allies, if not friends."
Flare Feline nods "I want to see that too. Things may not have gone the way they did if a few people weren't so pigheaded. We're going to need each other's help, I believe, to drive the Masters and Maverick's out of the regions they've taken..." He pauses for a moment, as he speaks into his radio again
[Radio] You send Slash Beast a direct message: "Excuse me Major, do you have a moment?"
Slash Beast sends you a tightbeam radio transmission: "What is it, Lieutenant?"
Stealth Nekojin nods grimly, "Yeah. They've proven that they can overrun us, even at our most powerfully defended outposts... that doesn't sit well with me, and tells me that we need to get ourselves together and start working on being the SMART fighters, not the complacent ones."
[Radio] You send Slash Beast a direct message: "It's about the situation in London and Australia. I know they must be overcrowded right now. I've been in Light Labs since the... incident. I've been offered a temporary room by a Hunter. I don't want to inconvenience them, but since my quarters were in RHQ New York..."
Slash Beast sends you a tightbeam radio transmission: "Kuwaiti Base has a few more spaces in its barracks at last count, I believe, and with your rank you are certainly entitled to quarters at any one of the bases. However, if you are requesting permission for temporary housing at Light Labs, it is granted. Just remember, you are still a Repliforcer while you are there."
[Radio] You send Slash Beast a direct message: "Of course sir. In fact, there is another reason I'd like to spend a bit of time here. Before the incident I was speaking with Iris and Bastion about improving Hunter relations. I've wanted to speak with Signas, and any other Hunters about suggestions to improve them. While I'm here I'll do what I can to help our relations."
Slash Beast sends you a tightbeam radio transmission: "That would be -most- helpful, Lieutenant. There has been too much strain between the two groups lately. You have my permission to act as Repliforce liaison in this matter."
[Radio] You send Slash Beast a direct message: "Alright then. I'll do my best in the matter sir."
Flare Feline nods at his radio as he finishes speaking into it, and smiles "Well, I think I'll take you up on your offer afterall. It seems the feeling of most everyone in Repliforce now is to restore our relations. Major Slash Beast has given me permission to be a sort of liaison, to do what I can while I'm here. So I guess I'll be staying for while. Though I'd like to speak to Signas first, and make sure he's ok with it."
Stealth Nekojin nods, and gets on the horn. "I'll see what
I can do. If we need to make your quarters more permanent, I'll also see about
having your recovered effects, if any, shipped here."
Stealth Nekojin sends a radio transmission.
Flare Feline chuckles "Well let's not get ahead of ourselves, but I'll be grateful for any help..." He blinks "I'm sorry, I didn't even catch your name."
Stealth Nekojin smiles, giving you a sweeping bow, "Stealth Nekojin, covert operative imperius, at your service." His smile turns to a lopsided grin, "But you can call me Kael, everyone does."
Flare Feline nods "Lieutenent Flare Feline, squad advisor. But call me Flare, everyone does." He smirks "And I haven't even thanked you for getting us all out of there Friday night, I wouldn't be here to try and fix any sort of relations if it wasn't for that."
Stealth Nekojin chuckles, "I like flying, so when the chance came to save lives AND fly dangerously... well, I was on my way to the flight deck so fast I burnt out my hoverpods. Had to have them replaced."
Flare Feline chuckles, and nods "I'm not really one for flying personally. I prefer to have my feet on the ground, and to run where ever possible."
Stealth Nekojin smiles, "I live to fly it seems, on occasion... Due to an accident... which is, ironically, why I'm not in Repliforce now... I got an experimental stealth engine and three, get this, hovercar engines, put in me."
Flare Feline blinks "Wow, that's neat. All I can do, really, is run fast and be stealthy." He scratches the back of his head "Well I suppose I could do more, but nothing outstanding like that."
Stealth Nekojin chuckles, "It's nothing big." He hovers demonstratively, then ripples through the spectrum to invisibility, then back again. "I'm not that much better than your standard covert operative. I do what needs to be done."
Flare Feline nods "Well that's certainly interesting." Flare would make a better pose here, but got too distracted by the frickin O-Ref bitching, whee.
Stealth Nekojin grins, "Ironically, it's a Repliforce-designed stealth system... they didn't know it could do the invisibility thing, or they would never have let me out of the base." He chuckles, "Though the ultralight armor and weaponry balances it out. I've seen reploroaches I can't take down."
Signas arrives from the Light Labs - Corridor 3.
Signas has arrived.
Flare Feline smiles "That's interesting. I wasn't even designed to be in Repliforce, it's a bit of a long story how I wound up there. I'm glad I did though, there's been hard times, like now, but I've made a lot of friends, and done a lot of good. And now I just want to do more, I'll do what I can to help Repliforce-Hunter relations." He sighs "Things... just wouldn't have gone the way they did if some people could let go of their ego..."
Stealth Nekojin nods, "I agree..." He sighs, "I still don't know that it will be possible to fix the broken bridges between us... but one person at a time if I have to, I'll try."
Scenepose! Flare is talking to Kael next to a medbed. He's wearing a hospital gown thing, not having any armor on. It destroyed and removed, being Repliforce-issue it hasn't been replaced here. Flare looks a bit run-ragged, but fine otherwise. Whee!
Signas strides in--or maybe 'strides' is too strong of a word. He looks tired, worn-out, but for the sake of this mysterious Repliforcer he tries to put on a good face. It takes him only a second to locate the two, since Kael is next to him, and approaches the medbed which Flare lies on. "Good evening to you both," he intones.
Flare Feline isn't lying on the bed, he's standing next to it, but whatever, no need for a repose. Flare smiles and nods at Signas "Commander Signas, it's good to meet you." He looks over at Kael "How much as Kael informed you of?"
Signas shakes his head. "No, but thank you." He listens to Flare's question, and then spreads his hands slightly. "Very little; only that you wished to speak to me. You are...?"
Flare Feline nods "Lieutenent Flare Feline, you can call me Flare. I was brought here Friday night along with a few others to lighten the strain on RHQ-London's medical bay." He ahems "Anyway. Kael had offered me a more permenent lodging, and after speaking to Major Slash Beast, he's assigned me orders to be a sort of liaison to the Hunters, so long as you're willing to cooperate. I've personally been wanting to speak with you, to see what could be done to help our relations. That's one of the most important things right now. So, err, to summarize, I've been assigned orders to stay here for a little while, and do what I can to help relations, if you're willing to have me."
[Radio: (C) RF/Hunter-Com] Zero transmits, "Rock! You stole my kill!"
[Radio: (C) RF/Hunter-Com] Zero transmits, "..err, wrong channel."
Joules arrives from the Light Labs - Corridor 3.
Joules has arrived.
Signas is quick to respond. "I can say, in a preliminary sense, that we would be glad to have you here as a liasion. Of course, there will be mandatory background and file checks. This is not out of the ordinary." Flare might know that anyway. Even with things as they are, the Hunters aren't loosening security.
Joules comes into the Medical Bay in a compromised condition. His silver armor is chipped and dented, a long crack runs across his helmet. The reploid is damaged, but could definately be worse. The injuries, however, seem to have no effect on his walking. Joules moves at a brisk pace as if nothing was the matter at all and such cosmetic imperfection were normal.
Stealth Nekojin grins, "You should see the security around here, when you're up and about. We have everything from those blue bug zappers to paintball guns." He winks, then turns at the sound of someone entering, "Howdy. I don't know you, should I?"
<Global News Network> -ALERT! ALERT!- A general alert flashes from deep in the heart of Texas. Two figures have just entered the Lone Star Oil Refinery! ...and where Bit and Byte go, Godmachine Binary and the Mavericks arn't far behind. -ALERT! ALERT!-
[Radio: (A) Repliforce] Corporal Strike Mongoose transmits, " ...does this NEVER END?"
[Radio: (A) Repliforce] Lieutenant Skyblade Eagle transmits, "Nope."
[Radio: (A) Repliforce] Lieutenant Skyblade Eagle transmits, "Welcome to the war, kid."
[Radio: (A) Repliforce] Corporal Strike Mongoose transmits, " With Command's approval, I'm responding..."
Flare Feline chuckles "Of course sir. You can get in contact with Major Slash Beast, I'm sure he'll provide everything that's needed." He hmms "Considering that my quarters were in the New York base, being here, even for a little while, will at least help take the strain off the space situation in the London and Australia bases." Sure it's just one room, but it's the thought that counts, Flare doesn't want to punt anyone out of a place to sleep just because he's of higher rank.
[Radio: (A) Repliforce] Lieutenant Skyblade Eagle transmits, "Eh, whatever. Go, have fun."
[Radio: (A) Repliforce] Corporal Plasma Badger transmits, "Sounds like you might need some fire support... the potential of Godmachine isn't very good..."
Stealth Nekojin listens to the radio with one ear, stifling a laugh for seriousness of the physical conversation.
Joules sends a radio transmission to Michael Eildath.
Joules receives a radio transmission.
Joules sends a radio transmission.
Joules mutters something on his radio and swings his gaze around the room for a medic.
Joules receives a radio transmission.
"It is not a problem to us," Signas affirms. "We have made it a point to house displaced Repliforcers, and we welcome you to stay in Light Labs until other arrangements may be made." Simple. He doesn't need to stifle a laugh; he merely presses his lips together and shakes his head. Boys.
Flare Feline has no idea what Signas and Kael find so funny, since he doesn't apparently have access to whatever channel they're hearing it on. Flare nods "I'd appreciate it. We can work out the finer details over everything tomorrow. I need to request replacements for my armor among other things when I make a report."
[Radio: (C) RF/Hunter-Com] Repliforce Corporal Strike Mongoose transmits, " Preliminary report, Texas incident, Sniper Mongoose reporting in. I've sighted four Mavericks at the moment, and a small convoy of some type of drones. Enhanced senors indicate that there appears to be some sort of cloaked ship in the area as well - the attack itself may be a distraction. Over."
Stealth Nekojin smiles, "I'll set up a room for you in the barracks. Heck, I think several of 'em are already prepped to go and can just be coded to you."
[Radio: (C) RF/Hunter-Com] Rock transmits, "That must be the Osprey. Can you get a lock on any of the Mavericks? I think I see Bit and Byte..."
[Radio: (C) RF/Hunter-Com] Repliforce Corporal Strike Mongoose transmits, " Roger, working on it... *short pause* Bit and Byte for certain, I've got someone who appears to match descriptions of Spike Rosered, and another pair of Mavericks I don't know. Commander X, there also appears to be some sort of operation going on - theft of some sort of material by drone workers. One of the Mavericks is overseeing it."
Signas salutes Flare. "Excellent. If you'll excuse me, it's been a long day." Leave it to Kael--because Signas is tired. And so is his player.
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