The Syren Conspiracy (For Floozer)
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It doesn't respond.
"Umm... They're technically in a sort of... Stasis... Until the first pilot steps in." Vena says with a little chuckle and pointing to the open door.
"Umm... They're technically in a sort of... Stasis... Until the first pilot steps in." Vena says with a little chuckle and pointing to the open door.
She sees a hallway to the right, leading to the cockpit, one directly in front of her with doors on the side, and one to the left, leading deeper into the ship, and probably further into the cargo hold.
When she enters the cockpit, she sees a single chair, and nothing else save for a few buttons on the chair's arms. The windshield is huge, letting her see the entirety of space around her, giving her a 180° field of view, as well as a 120° field of view when it came to the overhead view.
The moment she sits in the seat and puts her arms on the armrest, she suddenly feels a sharp prick in the palm of both hands, followed by a curious sucking sensation as the ship takes her blood, and then a shudder runs through the ship, as if it's taking a breath for the first time. Then, it begins to hum, and a small console appears out of the floor in front of her. The ship seems to be voice controlled, and the buttons on the chair were merely to adjust its position.
The ship purrs a little before words appear on the screen.
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The screen blinks out, then a feminine voice speaks from the console. "Would you like to give me a name, pilot?" The ship asks.
"Pleased to meat you, Olivia." Cynthia says, and Olivia feels the chair under her thrum a bit.
"I shall take care of that myself, Olivia. And there is nothing to know about me, unless you want my specifications?" Cynthia says.
"Very well. I have Mk.V Reaper Armaments T'yol armor, a Particle Shield generator, two Hervarar series pulse cannons, two Mk.IV Raccoon lasers, one HN Corp. Bio Beam, one HN Corp. Lust Beam, and two Sunfire thermal missile launchers. I also have a HN Corp. Soul Reactor II." Cynthia says, listing off her parts.
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"I have enough space for a crew of thirty, as well as holding cells. I also have a mess hall, a cargo bay with a 500 tonne capacity, and a recreation room." Cynthia says.
"Umm... Liv. Who the fuck are you talking to? The ship is groaning a lot..." Alex mutters, nudging her.
"Umm... Liv. Who the fuck are you talking to? The ship is groaning a lot..." Alex mutters, nudging her.
"Ummm... No?" He mutters.
"He cannot understand my speech. Only you can, since you are the pilot." Cynthia says.
"He cannot understand my speech. Only you can, since you are the pilot." Cynthia says.
"Oh... only I can understand her because I am her pilot. But yes, I am speaking to her! She has space for 3 people, 500 tonne cargo bay, a mess hall, a recreation room and holding cells! The perfect assault team ship! Or.. anything really! She is part of our crew now!"
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"Mk.V Reaper Armaments T'yol armor, a Particle Shield generator, two Hervarar series pulse cannons, two Mk.IV Raccoon lasers, one HN Corp. Bio Beam, one HN Corp. Lust Beam, and two Sunfire thermal missile launchers. Finally a HN Corp. Soul Reactor II." She lets out a breath as she ranted that all off.
"Mk.V Reaper Armaments T'yol armor, a Particle Shield generator, two Hervarar series pulse cannons, two Mk.IV Raccoon lasers, one HN Corp. Bio Beam, one HN Corp. Lust Beam, and two Sunfire thermal missile launchers. Finally a HN Corp. Soul Reactor II." She lets out a breath as she ranted that all off.
"Uhhhhh.... All is know is the T'yol armor. And that shit is seriously fucking tough. Never heard of the other crap." Alex says, shaking his head.
"That's because they're still a long way away from being developed by this star system." Cynthia says.
"That's because they're still a long way away from being developed by this star system." Cynthia says.