[I]The New Terran Republic has dispatched the NTR Crusader, a ten-mile long warship dedicated to keeping the Republic stable and safe from any outer threats. Aliens, viruses, anything you can dream up the NTR Crusader can combat. [/I]
[u]CURRENT LOCATION:[/u]
[i]NTR Hermes[/i]
[i]STORY SO FAR: [/i]
[spoiler][i]The crew of the NTR Hermes had a tough time battling the savage natives of Planet Gydaton, but they have successfully completed their first mission for the New Terran Republic and allowed the colonists to successfully land on Gydaton, where a colony was started. The crew have went back to the Hermes for some R&R before their next mission. But unfortunately the ship was ransacked by Pirates above Gydaton, and the crew was disbanded.
Now a new crew is in space now. The NTR Crusader was a ship that was designed for all-out war, and its crew were hired for that purpose. They have been dispatched by the NTR War Council, headed by High General Jack Treyman to eliminate a threat known only as "The Afflicted," a coalition of species that have all been infected by some sort of parasite and mutated to become soldiers of war for some sort of army. Now the Crusader must go and fight them on their planet of Valinus, where it is said they made their home to raze other planets from. [/i]
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[i]BIO ROOM:[/i]
[spoiler] https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/207458838/0/0[/spoiler]
[i]GROUP:[/i]
[spoiler]https://www.bungie.net/en/Clan/Detail/1593741 [/spoiler]
[b][i]That Familiar... Empty Feeling[/i][/b]
[b][u]Lobster Dinner, Deep Space[/u][/b]
[b]The cold fringe of space rocked the LD back and forth gently as cradled the large ship...[/b]
[b]Damien sat in the lounge, his leg moving up and down anxiously as he prepared himself mentally... This was going to open old wounds... He'd relive things he would have rather left buried... Forever gone... But he had no choice... This was for Lance... This was for Annibelle.[/b]
[i]"Hey... You okay...?"[/i]
[b]Nikki asked from behind him, a worried look on her face... Her father never seemed anxious... Not like this.[/b]
[i]"Agh...! Yeah, yeah... I'm good."[/i]
[b]He says, clearing his throat and quickly pulling a smoke from the small box on the glass table opposite of his seat. He was shirtless, donning what was left his muscle and skin to show off plating an augments. Two metal arms... A metal neck... A spinal chord augment... And of course the chest plate that only revealed his pectoral muscles... The less clothes... The better. The heat might kill him.[/b]
[i]"Hey... It's gonna be okay..."[/i]
[b]Nikki quickly swooped in next to her father and wrapped an arm around his back. They had just started to reconnect, and now Damien was slipping away into that familiar dark place... The wild look in his eye. The crazed fear and guilt...[/b]
[i]"If anything is wrong you can tell me..."[/i]
[i]"It's not like that... I'm helping a friend. That's all... We'll be done in a few hours... And if we aren't... Get Lucien... He will know what to do."[/i]
[b]Nikki raised an eyebrow but only nodded in compliance. She wasn't willing to argue with him... Not like this. It might push him farther away.[/b]
[b]Getting to his feet, Damien felt a pulse of dread launch through his body as he leaned against the wall to the hallway, rolling the unlit cigarette between two metal fingers.[/b]
[b]With a snap of his fingers, the cigarette lights and he puts the butt end between his upper lip and lower metal jaw... Now was not the time for fear. He needed to be strong... This was gonna take every little once of power he had... And then some.[/b]
[spoiler]Open to Ginga for development. Open to Bear if he wasn't to chat with Nikki.[/spoiler]