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Post by doctorzero on Apr 14, 2012 18:22:42 GMT -5
Aiman landed with a grunt. Her rescuer, still carrying an unconscious Princess, landed next to her.
The man looked at her once, then put Princess down and knelt to Aiman, offering a hand. "Need some help?"
If Aiman bothered to look around, she would've noticed that they were in some sort of...well, she didn't know. Several computer terminals lined the walls if the room with several tables in the middle.
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Post by ryocker on Apr 14, 2012 19:04:23 GMT -5
Though she looked like she would rather not've done so, she gave him her hand. "I get the feeling we're not here for any idle chit-chat," she grunted, looking around. "Since it would appear we're captured right now..."
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Post by doctorzero on Apr 14, 2012 22:18:15 GMT -5
The man smirked as he helped her up. "Captured? Hardly. I can assure you that we are perfectly safe at the moment." He walked toward the door, gesturing for her to follow him. "If you would come with me, I will gladly show you where we are."
He paused before opening the door and turned to Aiman. "Almost forgot to introduce myself!" He did a low bow.
"I am Overlord Ralsis, son of Queen Staccato. And you, miss?"
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Post by ryocker on Apr 14, 2012 22:26:18 GMT -5
Well, twisted counterpart of Namia or not, she still had manners. ...A few, but they exist. "Namia Fredrick," she said softly, giving a curtsy. "but since I'm not the only one in the universe with that name, I will answer to Aiman. I'm the dark counterpart of the world's most powerful magic mutt." Straightening up, she flipped her hair back, adding, "But compared to her, my skill is more comparable to a pedigree."
Introductions out of the way, the small child walked over to him and briskly followed him out- but what she saw was a little too awe inspiring for words. "That... we... are we in...?"
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Post by doctorzero on Apr 14, 2012 22:32:38 GMT -5
Ralsis smiled. "Impressed?"
They had walked into what amounted to a long hallway with a single large window encompassing one wall, which showed a rather remarkable view of the island below them.
"Welcome to the Unity Orbital Lab," Ralsis announced. "Specifically designed for scientific research. Also doubles as a tourist spot, for some reason." He chuckled. "Well, it DID until I disabled communications and shut down all ways in and out. We're perfectly safe here."
He turned and closed the door to the room they left, locking it. "There. I'll come by and pick up Princess later. Now then, Miss Aiman Frederick, I would like for you to walk with me for a while. No doubt you have many questions, and I will be more than happy to answer them for you."
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Post by ryocker on Apr 14, 2012 22:49:09 GMT -5
Her yellow eyes seemed to squint into a glare- but she didn't become hostile. "Alright then," Aiman agreed, walking near him as they continued on to who-knows-where. "I'll just give you my first question right off the bat. Why did you grab me and that... crazy woman back there? Do you need us for something specific?"
As she said that, she looked back at the door. Strange, but I feel like I've seen her before... she thought, her eyes drifting on it. I wonder why...
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Post by doctorzero on Apr 14, 2012 23:02:12 GMT -5
"I need Princess for a...certain purpose," Ralsis explained. "You just happened to be there. I would've simply left you at the mercy of Captain Wrights--and believe me when I say that if I did, you would have been better off dead--but it occurred to me that you might, in fact, be useful for my purposes. I'll get to that in a moment."
They passed through a door into what appeared to be an empty dining area. "When I said earlier that we were perfectly safe, I meant it. All communications are disabled unless I allow it, and the airlocks have been shut down. Any attempt for a vessel to gain clearance to dock here is denied, and the teleporter has been reprogrammed so only I may use it. The Unity--a group of scientists who work here--have been locked into the deeper areas of the facility. While they have plenty of food and rink to last them a while, they cannot get out without my say so. In short, I am the only method out of the base." He ran a hand through his hair. "It hasn't been easy, though, I will give you that. It took me several weeks in order to do all of this without gaining attention."
He glanced at Aiman and smirked. "Now, any other questions?"
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Post by ryocker on Apr 14, 2012 23:06:47 GMT -5
So she goes by Princess... Aiman sighed, her eyes on him. Although... the sight of the dining room was enough to derail her attention. "...if I get something to eat here, will it be drugged?"
And then she smacked herself- You NEVER ask that question flat out! NEVER!!
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Post by doctorzero on Apr 14, 2012 23:08:26 GMT -5
Ralsis seemed prepared for this question. "Miss Aiman, even if I DID have access to such things, I would not actually drug any refreshments I give you. There would be no point to it."
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Post by ryocker on Apr 14, 2012 23:12:05 GMT -5
"Well, there wasn't a reason why I as-"
Groooooowwwwwwwlllllll...
Her eyes visibly shrank. Then a strange blush entered her pale face as she covered her stomach. "...okay, maybe there was a reason... Adult in reality or not, I'm still a growing girl..." she laughed cautiously.
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Post by doctorzero on Apr 14, 2012 23:17:55 GMT -5
Ralsis gestured to the snack bar, unfazed. "Go ahead, miss Aiman. We may talk as you eat."
After Aiman took her pick of the refreshments, they sat down at the nearest table. "Now, you are probably wondering who exactly I am, and what I need Princess for, and why I would go through the trouble of taking an entire research lab hostage, am I right?" he asked.
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Post by ryocker on Apr 14, 2012 23:24:32 GMT -5
Although she HAD picked an assortment that qualified as healthy, there were a few too many sugary sweets on her plate. "It might've crossed my mind..." she admitted, eating the strawberry off of a slice of cake. "But (smack) I am curious- (smack) -why would you go to the length of capturing an entire research facility- and one hovering in the reaches of this Island's equivalent to space, at that?"
She cut off too many pieces of her slice with her fork- then started cramming them into her mouth one by one. Though it looked like she was trying to fight something as she savored each bite.
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Post by doctorzero on Apr 15, 2012 17:55:55 GMT -5
"Leverage, mostly," Ralsis said, in a tone one would normally use when discussing the weather. "Though I will admit trying to blackmail an organization like Crystal Room Limited is extremely difficult."
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Post by ryocker on Apr 15, 2012 18:25:25 GMT -5
After swallowing, she spoke up. "Black mailing... I bet that's one of the reasons why you need that pink clothed b**ch in the terminal room. Which brings me to my next question...
"Who are you exactly, Mr. Ralsis?"
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Post by doctorzero on Apr 15, 2012 18:29:49 GMT -5
Ralsis smiled.
"I already told you, miss Aiman," he said softly. "I am Overlord Ralsis, son of Queen Staccato, and enemy of Crystal Room Limited, who, at the present moment, have something I want. And Princess is one of the keys to getting it back."
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