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11/19/2015 3:25:39 AM
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[b][u]Old Friend[/u][/b]
[b]Python's ship-Orbit of the Terran moon[/b]
Python lies there, A'Karo asleep under his arm and the eggs of his children were in her hands. She held them close like a pair of round, heavy footballs. He was awake in the bed, thinking about past events, what lead to this, where his old team was, how they'd react to him now. He kisses A'Karo on the forehead, just relaxing and holding them close.
[i]Can't wait for these little punks to hatch.
She's gonna need help with them.
I know, but I don't know if I'll be able to help her with active duty and everything.
You aren't officially aligned with anyone, you're a mercenary with kids and a wife. You do what you want, when you want.[/i]
He sat there for a bit longer, just waiting, whether it be for the eggs to hatch right there or for A'Karo to wake or to talk to one of his old teammates.
[spoiler]Open to Ginger and Shad.....if they're on[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Your response m80 [/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Mang I replied[/spoiler]
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Edited by Spyglass: 11/19/2015 3:37:08 AM"Found you Thomas." The voice comes from the blackness, just as the whispers in the back of your mind foretold. It was a voice that you had not heard for a long time... And one that you might not have appreciated. He sits in a chair in the corner of the room, drinking from a pale grey flask and reading a faint holo-screen. A few sparks of energy still crackled where he phased in. His features remained undefined in the shadows, but the voice was unmistakeable. "I never knew that Jedi lay eggs."
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He pretends not to hear the voice, slowly moving her from his arm to the bed, once they weren't touching anymore, he jumps up, pulling his pistol from the dresser and aiming in the corner. "Come out. Now."
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Ginger reaches behind his head at a light switch, and turns on the ceiling light. A'Karo stirs as the light turns on, but doesn't wake up. He remains seated, and is dressed in casual attire, with the purple T-shirt and jeans that he wore to the Exalin feast. He doesn't look very surprised that you're aiming a gun at him, but he feigns insult, "Oh, so you don't remember the sound of my voice, eh?"
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He chuckles a bit, lowering the huge chrome weapon. "I'm on edge man...I got a wife and kids. And I'm not gonna let them get hurt." He looks back at them then to you again. "How you been, man?"
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"So you actually went with it, eh? Good for you. I've been doing... As well as possible, considering my calling." He sounds a little detached, but still glad to see you
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It's obvious that Python is hiding his emotions on the subject, whether it was to look like he wanted to stay independent or to not wake up A'Karo, Ginger didn't know. He speaks once again, quieter, yet his voice was still above a whisper, keeping it's booming sound. "I've been....uh busy." Python looks back at his wife, chuckling a bit but turns back and extends his hand for a handshake.
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Ginger grabs his hand, but instead of shaking it he pulls you toward him into a powerful bear hug, "Shut up man. You're gonna wake up the wife."
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Ginger can feel him chuckle a bit as he looked over his back, hugging him. Python still dwarfed Ginger, but missed him nonetheless. "The wife....did you ever meet her?"
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"I met A'Karo just before the Dreadfall op. We... We didn't really get along, but if you married her, then I'm sure that I missed something." Ginger breaks away from the hug, and looks around the room, simply taking in what he sees. "Comfy place y'got here. Small, but cozy. Any alcohol?"
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"Course I do." He passes him, patting him on the back and leading Ginger out of the room. A'Karo slept there with the eggs, soundly and lightly.
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"Good. I'm parched." Ginger strolls behind you, taking in the sights he sees. He looks... Well, exactly the same as when you saw him last, with a sane, calm, and infinitely complex mind behind those eyes. Though he's dwarfed by Python, he would tower over an ordinary man, standing at slightly over 8 ft, with lean, hard muscles, though with an unexpected grace. "Any beer? Normally I'd go for scotch, but I'm partial right now."
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"Yeah, beer and a little scotch. Probably a little whiskey too." He turns left and reaches down to what looks like a mini-fridge. He pulls up two beers and pops the caps off with his thumbs, handing one to you. It was cold, carbonated and good. You can tell just by the smell that it's a strong, whiskey-like beer.
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Ginger guzzles it down, letting out a relieved sigh when he finishes, and crushes the can. "Cans of beer? Never thought that I'd stoop this low... But it tastes pretty damn good right now."
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Edited by Python824: 11/21/2015 4:46:13 PM"You alright man? What happened to the team?" He opens his own beer, sipping at it.
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"The team? Your guess is as good as mine. As soon as you left, I got a message, unknown source, asking specifically for my help. I arrived at the said coordinates... Only to be ensnared into some kind of gravitational anomaly, too powerful for me to warp out of. I don't know how long I spent in that damned tunnel, but I don't think that any time passed... And then I arrived here. Was it you who sent the signal?." He reaches for another can, and opens it with a flick of his thumb
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His facial expression switches from relaxed to confused, questioning. "Uhm...no. That's strange to say the least." Python takes another sip of his beer, the carbonated, cool liquid running through his metallic, hard and strong body. It hits the anti-matter reactor where it....disingrates into nothingness.
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"Yes, indeed. The voice was so distorted that it could have been female, for all I know. The only reason that I suspected you was that whoever sent the message addressed me by-" He takes a look over his shoulder to see if A'Karo is still asleep, and when he's sure that she isn't listening, "They addressed me by Hallwinter."
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She is, cuddling with the eggs. He looks at her with a happiness in his eyes. A happiness that Ginger hasn't seen in a long, long time. It was odd, seeing Python in such a mood. He looked at Ginger again, shocked by the voice. "It called you Hallwinter? What the hell, dude...." He takes another sip of the beer, finishing it off. He crumpled it like a piece of paper. Must've been enough to wake A'Karo as she stirred, starting to stand. Thomas.....Python.....whatever you wanted to call him smiled, happy, joyed to see her. She was his everything, his anger, his rage all of it, seemed to disappear when he saw her. After a while, he looks back at Ginger. "I'm here for you if you need anything. Alright, man?" A'Karo, hearing the voices stood and grabbed one of her sabers, walking into the center of the ship where Python and Ginger stood. The saber was lit, giving the room a light blue tone to it. "Relax babe." He smiled at her as she saw him, looking at Ginger then sheathing her blade and hugging Ginger. "Where have you been? Are you alright? Is there something wrong? We're here to help." The questions flooded out like a waterfall.
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Edited by Spyglass: 11/21/2015 8:04:44 PMGinger was taken aback by her sudden introduction, and awkwardly returned the hug. She was his friend's, no, brother's wife, and though they hadn't been entirely cooperative in the past, she meant as much to him as she did to Python. Gingerly, he pulls away from the hug and looks at her, "It's good to see you too A'Karo. I just got here, and decided that visiting you and Tom would be a good distraction. How's life?"
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"It's great! I just had two eggs and we're engaged!" She smiles, happy to see her friend again. Python stood back, he was different, almost human. You just notice that his left forearm had changed, same color, just different build and technology. There was a huge weapon on his back, bigger than the Vulcans you were used, hell, maybe even twice the size. A'Karo began to release the hug and walks over to Python, kissing him and holding him close. He smiles down at her happily, then looks back up at you. "Yeah, kids and a wife, man." "Fiencé, honey." He smiles down at her and kisses her again. "That's right, fiencé."
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He chuckles, but through his mask of happiness Python could detect a tinge of nostalgia, and perhaps... Envy? Ginger valued Python as more than a friend, more as a brother, and perhaps the fact that he was moving on troubled him. "I'm so happy for you two. You'll make great parents... A'Karo especially." Then, suddenly, he seems to notice Python for the first time, "What happened to your Vulcans man? Holy shit, your arm's different too... Seems like the married life isn't suiting you." He chuckles after that, and takes another sip of beer.
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He looks at his arm and the massive cannon, hanging idle on his back, retracted. "Lost my arm in a fight....met a guy from a company called Venom Inc. They hooked me up with a new arm and 105mm autocannon." The Vulcans were in the corner, he had figured out a way to detach them safely and on his own. They weren't dusty, just not being used. You could see scratches in his paint and metal that weren't there last time you saw him. It doesn't look like he's moved on, more like he's grown tired of the fight.
