Player Plot: Even the Odds

[harlequinchimera]

Who: Cid, Donnie, Oki
Where: Materiel Storage/Acquisition Outpost 14
When: Nine days after the Emperor's broadcast.
What: Recovery of Oki's Powered Armor and A-M Rifle as well as any other available materiel.

The days following the Glorious Imperial Lipflapping Official Imperial broadcast had seen Oki increasing the amount of reading and indeed, intelligence-gathering about specific subjects, not merely weapons and food and materials, but also the methods by which the Empire pulled people from other worlds, about which the Corsairs had just very little. So she had written down everything she could remember about her captivity and where she had been.

She had also spoken to some of the others concerning it, Donnie for one - she still valued the turtle's expertise and friendship - and Cid for another.

She met them nine days after the broadcast with sheafs of notes and a couple of maps, at a table of all places, laid them out and spoke in concise language.

"Gentlemen, I have a plan and favors to ask. I have strong evidence of the location where they first captured me and good intelligence," she began without preamble. "I'm not planning on messing with either the power generation facility they're using - the draw seems to be pretty formidable and I don't want to wind up causing the kind of trouble that goes along with monkey-wrenching a bloody reactor. I'm not a spikey-headed terrorist, not like that." A single snort.

"But I found that they do keep some of the things they take from us. Not usually clothes, but they found me in... all of a duffel bag and my skin. As close as I can sniff out, they could make neither head nor tail of my equipment, since one is a nondescript black box that could turn anything short of outright explosives and has no hinges or locks in the traditional sense - and the other would look like a peculiar wristband. And to anyone else, that's all they are."

She looked up at the pair.

"If I am right about this, we might be able to find anything else that the epaulettes didn't understand and did not find valuable enough to hoard, but not pedestrian enough to destroy or throw away."

Comments

[purplexing]

That anyone's able to track down where their belongings might have been stashed is impressive in Donnie's book. He already knows it's not impossible given that Link's already succeeded multiple times in reacquiring bits of his inventory.

The Emperor's broadcast is still at he back of his mind, and while Harlock had managed to talk him through his initial fears and suppress any anxiety buildup that threatened to keep him from doing anything, the turtlekin knows they need to tread even more carefully now. He studies the notes and the maps, taking a few images of the latter with the modified ENC he wears on his forearm.

"They might just keep things for curiosity's sake. Or things will end up as some centerpiece that someone will claim to be from another world." He's suggested as much before and frankly wouldn't be surprised, given how he's seen nobles to be.