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12/27/2015 12:28:19 AM
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[i]"The admiral can be found on observation deck 12, He'll answer your questions."[/i]
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Ginger turns around and walks away and says, "Thanks officer." As he walks away. Looking at the signs, he knew roughly where to find the admiral, but he was in no particular rush and took some time to root out the people monitoring him. Failing to do so while moving in such an unfamiliar environment, he took a second to pause outside of the Admiral's bridge to survey them better.
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When it came to Celestial Guard, there was nothing better than the Order's security force. Two Pacificators were enough to maintain the situation of an entire town, and having an army of them made clearing up planetary-wide ground assaults a walk in the park. A detachment, meaning a single Pacificators and two Guardsmen, were the standard for otherworldly guests.
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[i]Hmmm... Stand down man. There's no need for trouble.[/i] Ginger finally turns around and enters the Admiral's quarters, after a quick analysis of his pursuers. Perhaps he could take them, perhaps not, but if he could it would become impossible to leave this place. Still, best leave such thoughts before meeting important Order personnel. He enters the threshold, and awaits the Admiral's questioning.
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"So, I'll try to make it short for you. Make it bearable. You're a long way from home. And you need help getting back there. Help we're willing to provide if you can work for us."
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Ginger shifts his balance to his left leg, merely a habit, "I've worked for a great many people over the years, but all for unequivocally imperative reasons. Why should I owe you anything?"
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"Because I'm thinking unless you'd be happy to settle in this lovely little corner of space, we're the only ones capable of sending you home. Oh, and one more thing. The enemy we're facing? They won't ask why they should kill you. They just will."
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Edited by GingerlyWalnut3: 12/27/2015 5:01:10 AMGinger stops leaning on his leg, and begins pacing on his side of the room, deliberately and rather annoyingly, "So... I'm stranded, in unfamiliar territory, with a ruthless enemy, and my only hope of getting home is putting my faith in some people that I've never encountered, and have no reason to believe can't handle themselves. You speak as if your society is a utopia, but clearly something is amiss if you must rely upon [i]our[/i] help. Why else would you not simply send us home? Would that not be the just thing to do?"
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"Because, you see, it's in both our interests to stop the Assembly. We need an exterior approach to this issue. This is the third time they've come after us, and I do intend on making it the last one. Besides, plot wise, it's important to have you play a part, even if it's only a minor one. Consider it a filler. But anyhow, we're in need of an exterior strike force. The Borgaan have seen our approach twice now, they know how to save themselves. They haven't thought of you in their calculations."
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[spoiler]Getting off for the night. Nice hint btw. [/spoiler] "... Alright Admiral, sounds good. I'm an ass, but I'm not heartless. In fact, I'm quite the opposite, literally. I'm Matthew, by the way. Matthew Hallwinter. How can I help?"
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"Well Matthew, it's exactly that. I'm assembling a strike force comprised of you people, since you're the closest thing the Borgaan have ever came to an error. You'll be striking hard, and where it hurts."
