IC [MHRP] Voyage of the Star Witch

Shawn_Hagen

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Kaul sighs, “they probably have prices on their heads...”
"You had me at 'heads'," Rocket Storm said. "Can we check the database? See who is wanted dead and who is wanted alive? I mean, heads are easier to store. I'm sure I heard the Dr say that."
 

wormmonda

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“Liv,” Kaul says, to her, firmly, “no experimenting on the prisoners, please. Only necessary medical procedures, okay?”
"Fine, fine." Liv grumbled with a dismissive wave of her tentacles. "Spoilsport."

"You had me at 'heads'," Rocket Storm said. "Can we check the database? See who is wanted dead and who is wanted alive? I mean, heads are easier to store. I'm sure I heard the Dr say that."
"They are." Liv said with a nod. "They are smaller than a whole person, obviously, but you need containers for the brains, so why reinvent the skull when you have a perfectly fine-" she paused and cupped her chin when something occurred to her. "Hey, what's the exact definition of alive if we want to collect the bounty on those who have prices on their heads?"
 

t@nya

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Kaul swears under his breath, “preferably alive and unaltered, guys,” tiredly, checking the database.
 

Garyfury

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As Kaul looks up the individuals they've rounded up so far, he might begin to worry that the "take" from turning them over to the authorities might be insufficient to satisfy Rocket or (perhaps worse!) Liv. Part of this is because the Tangle is a region where, to be blunt, there isn't an awful lot of authority. The Nova Corps maintains a presence here, and will no doubt take these prisoners off the hands of the Star Witch crew, but any recompense from the Corps is likely to be in the nature of good will and minor future favors. The Kree Empire offers a small standing bounty for pirates, and the protostar system is at least theoretically within the Kree claimed territory, but it's some distance to the nearest Kree outpost capable of detaining and processing them -- and everyone is pretty familiar with the challenge of pushing a claim through Kree bureaucracy. And of the pirates that they've scanned and identified so far, only the Kronan (whose data identifies him with the name of Trenn) has a long enough rap sheet that he's called out with a specific reward from any of the planetary governments.

Cross-links to the gang of "Llares the Crafty" himself turn up some more promising information. First, there's Llares himself -- he has a much more substantial string of thefts, hijackings and violence tied to his name, and the Kree do have a substantial reward on offer for his capture and delivery, as does a minor Skrull aristocrat with his holdings in the area, by the name of Baron Tr'ness. Llares' file says that he's a Mephitisoid, and his mugshot shows him to be a markedly handsome example of the species -- fine golden fur, tufted ears and a glossy, flowing mane.

There is also an attached notation to Llares' file from a Sh'iar mercantile magnate named Faltia Cier. Llares is believed to have abducted Cier's daughter, a young woman by the name of Cerenna, while Cerenna was on a sightseeing cruise through the nebula. Faltia is offering a large reward for her daughter's safe return. Some basic questioning of the prisoners, though, reveals that Llares was not captaining the ProwlShark -- it's a significant part of his operation, but apparently was commanded on this excursion by a Kree expatriate named Venn-Tarr.

While Kaul has been going through this information and working out how to break the news to some of the more materially oriented of the Star Witch crew, the rescued academics have been making a survey of their ship. Dr. Dublon and Pezzensas come back into the lounge where the prisoners have been disarmed and restrained, in the middle of an agitated conversation. Pezzensas makes a beeline to the piled gear of the pirates and starts to hunt through it.
 

KreenWarrior

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Aster figures they should just maroon the pirates somewhere hospitable, but not too hospitable, and says so, but leaves the decision to those with more of a stake in the outcome. Money's never been a big motivator for her or Eclipse, outside of what they need to survive.

Passing by. she notes the academics and particularly Pezzenas's behavior. "Whatcha looking for over there?"
 

t@nya

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Kaul breaks the news to the crew, that most of the pirates aren’t going to lead to the riches they were hoping for; he backs up Aster’s idea on marooning them somewhere, as long as they had supplies enough. Otherwise, it would be just a slower form of execution.
 

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Pezzensas finishes her rummage. Triumphantly, she pulls something out from one of the pouches on Trenn's harness. "Found it!" What's she's holding looks like a glass ball, about the size of a waka-fruit, easy for any of the Star Witch crew to hold one-handed but requiring her to hold in both paws. Within the ball is a 3D lattice of metallic-colored wires or threads, incredibly complex in its pattern.

She looks up at Aster, suddenly blinking rapidly in agitation, and glances hesitantly at Dr. Dublon for an instant. There's been a fair amount of talk about "loot" flying over the channels, and she obviously worries about the status of her prize in that context.

Dublon comes to her rescue, saying, "We think this is what they were after-- not the ship or anything else we were carrying, per se,, because that's what he--" he indicates Trenn, "asked about after they'd disabled and boarded us. We were transporting it back to Flon from the dig we had been working on Nenta IV, a planet deep in the Tangle. It's a Shistivari data core. Relic of a dead civilization, dead before even the Skrulls ever traveled to the stars. I've no idea how they knew we were carrying it, nor do I know what they wanted it for -- we hadn't the equipment to analyze it or try to read its contents. We were taking it back to Flon where it could be studied with proper equipment and safequards."
 

wormmonda

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Kaul swears under his breath, “preferably alive and unaltered, guys,” tiredly, checking the database.
"Ah, but does it count as being altered if they still possess all of their limbs, just in different places then they were before?" Liv suggested (hopefully) jokingly.

Dublon comes to her rescue, saying, "We think this is what they were after-- not the ship or anything else we were carrying, per se,, because that's what he--" he indicates Trenn, "asked about after they'd disabled and boarded us. We were transporting it back to Flon from the dig we had been working on Nenta IV, a planet deep in the Tangle. It's a Shistivari data core. Relic of a dead civilization, dead before even the Skrulls ever traveled to the stars. I've no idea how they knew we were carrying it, nor do I know what they wanted it for -- we hadn't the equipment to analyze it or try to read its contents. We were taking it back to Flon where it could be studied with proper equipment and safequards."
"So what is it about this dead civilization that makes it so valuable?" Liv asked curiously. "I highly doubt that they were after it because of its archaeological value."
 

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Rocket Storm mumbled darkly when she heard they were not getting rich off this work. "This is why we should always rescue casino ships. That is where there the money is."

She flew a patrol around the area, making sure they were not missing anything.
 

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"So what is it about this dead civilization that makes it so valuable?" Liv asked curiously. "I highly doubt that they were after it because of its archaeological value."
Dublon thinks about that. "There's no one thing I can think of that stands out," he says. "But the Shistivari controlled an immense territory in their day. They had all the apparatus of a star empire at their disposal. We don't find a lot of their artifacts left after so long a time, but space is, after all, very large. I imagine one might start with imagining what this Llares would imagine to be valuable and go from there."

"One might start," observes Velto dryly, "with finding out just what the core contains, and imagining how he would expect to make use of it."
 
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