rannsofaraway:

The Darkstar's ship arrived to chaos.  A Thanagarian war-cruiser was in orbit around the Rannian colony would and what few defensive ships the Rannians had been able to field had already been blasted to scrap.  The real fighting was going on on the surface and sky of the world, Rannian-soldiers in rocket packs dueling with Thanagarians on the wing.

All this, the Darkstars could see from the bridge of their ship.

"By the triple-suns..." Aleea breathed.

dc_holiday:

A man loves his sweetheart the most, his wife the best, but his mother the longest. ~Irish Proverb

dc_baddie:

Beta-Rann 7 was one of several Rannian colony worlds, primarily noted for being a source of crystals that could be used in the manufacturing of zeta beam technology.  It was a hard place, and it produced a hard people.  They'd had to fight against the elements and the native creatures for what was theirs, and even against pirates and other scourges of the spaceways a time or two.  Once, its rough riding sheriffs even fought side-by-side with Adam Strange himself.

The years have been kind to Rann, on the whole.  The wars with Thanagar were long over, and Rann had resumed its rightful place in the galaxy.  And what was good for Rann was good for Beta-Rann 7.

Unfortunately, today was not going to be good for Beta-Rann 7.  The Thanagarian ships had appeared out of nowhere, slipping past their defenses with surprising ease. 

Hundreds died in the initial bombardment.  And then the troops went in.

There was just enough time to send a distress call.

spacerthief:

She had been with the Blood Wings for a little over a year. A fun crew to run with really. They fought and partied hard. They didn't care that by her terms she was still a kid. But she was starting to hate the Captain. They barely got enough food to eat. They hadn't seen decent pay in a few months and Sher was convinced that the Captain was now clinically insane.

Smuggling themselves onto a Cerberus ship to steal it? Just sounded like a very poorly thought out plan. She had tried to protest but had pretty much gotten cowed into it no matter how hard she tried to fight it. She had been pretty much forced to do it or get spaced. She didn't want to die like that so she was just going to have to hope she could ditch them and get the hell off that other ship.

It took them thirty six hours to go through with the plan. She was helped out by a krogan who had a soft spot for the angry young Thangarian. He slipped her the weapons she loved and they just looked at each other knowing it was show time.

The proximity alarms had gone off.

"Let's rock and roll," the yellow skinned Captain barked pulling out her combat shotgun.

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actionlad:

Cyrus has been bored. Sure they're off saving people. But he has been stuck on his own in the cock pit for hours. So he has been trying to keep himself from going nuts. This is what they call cabin fever after all. He doesn't think it can be helped. It doesn't take very much for him to fly the ship.

He is after all pretty much made for communicating with technology like this. The ship just speaks to him.

But now he is leaning back and on a spare console up here since he didn't need or normally want help he was casually going over his personal ship. The family ship, the place that was home for him. He was doing this and not really paying attention to what was going on behind him so it would be easy for anyone to just walk up behind him and see what he was up to.

dc_holiday:

"As we express our gratitude, we must never forget that the highest appreciation is not to utter words, but to live by them." JFK

In America today is a day for being thankful for the things in people's lives. Today was a day to celebrate family, friends, prosperity and health with food, family and friends. It is a time to reflect on what is important us and to recognize the gratitude we hold for having those things in our lives.

dc_misc:

A few days after the battle at Iagos, the Elusive Man calls for the team's presence in the War Room as they Normandy II makes its way to the Eden Prime system. They're a bit behind schedule for his taste, but he likes the reports he received of their battle at Iaogs. They fought decently as a team and accounted themselves well in saving the children being held by the slavers. The Elusive Man has his people looking out for the Black Sun Mercenaries and their operations now; if necessary, he'll have some of his other operatives begin to destroy their operation.

For now, the team needs to get back to work.

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dc_misc:

The Normandy II enters the Iagos system, dropping out of hyperspace to reveal a green, blue and white planet that seems slightly larger than Earth, illuminated by a yellow sun. There is a sparse belt of asteroids surrounding the planet, and if one looks closely enough,  an asteroid falls toward the planet in random areas now and again. The crew members immediately get to their stations in order to calculate a flight path, analyze data and prepare Cyrus with any thing he needs to maneuver through the field.

Once the ship is through the asteroid belt, a summons is sent to each of member of the quintet, directing them to make their way to the Cargo Bay. Upon their arrival, Urdrex is waiting for them, along with five crew members who are each holding a Cerberus-logo admin suit, followed by black and red Cerberus body armor.

Once everyone is accounted for, Urdrex will motion for everyone to take a suit.

"You'll all wanna get dressed as the atmosphere here is hazardous. We're having some trouble getting the location of the mercenary base, so we may have to wait until we're closer to the planet before we can try again. The area where your special plant is is about forty human miles from the Mercenary Base. It's your choice on where you wanna start, but if those mercs are worth their salt at all, they're gonna have long-range scanners of some kind.

We can all take the shuttle down and hope it's enough to keep us off their scanners until we get what you all need. Then we proceed to the base and hopefully pick up the kid." Urdrex says.

dc_misc:

Urdrex checks his weapon again and watches from his position next to Cyrus as the ship pulls into the fire red planet that is Omega. Urdrex has been here a thousand times, and somehow, the place never becomes any more pleasant. In fact, it really only seems to get worse. He'd rather not take the kids, but the Elusive Man wants to see all of them at once, all together.

He will call everyone to the Normandy's War Room while Cyrus getting the ship docked and ready to go.

"Okay, listen up. Some of you may not have been here before, so you need to know some things. First, keep the young ones, Cyrus and Mar'i, in sight at all times. Especially Mar'i. In fact, you'd do well to watch out, too, Katima. There are slavers here who wouldn't mind tryin' to capture and sell all of you off to harems on planets that make this one seem like a resort." Urdrex says, checking his weapons for the seventh time in two minutes. Anyone who knows him knows that this is the equivalent of him pacing the floors nervously.

"Go to the bar, ask for Aria, get into the Holosuite, and listen to the Elusive Man. Again, if you see a Green Lantern, do /not/ attract its attention. You see a Blue Lantern, do /not/ attract its attention.

Anybody got any questions before you move out?" he asks.
 

 

 

dc_misc:

The man known only as the Elusive Man sits in his chair on the other side of the holographic relay projector, his features wreathed in shadow except for two glowing emerald green eyes. He watches young Cyrus navigate the controls of the Cerberus Ship Normandy II  and admires the fact that the kid can handle it. That was good. After two billions credits worth of technological developments and upgrades, someone had best be able to fly that ship.

"Cyrus, you'll be under Urdrex's command while you two are recruiting the rest of the team. Don't take any unnecessary chances, you two. Find the people in the dossiers and get them to Omega as soon as possible; we don't have time to waste. Another colony has just been hit and if we don't do something about this soon, the rest of the universe is in a lot of trouble.

Are we clear?" the shadowed figure asks, sitting back in his chair.

nightstarrising:

Mar'i needed to get away. Away from New Tamaran. Away from everything that had happened.

It had been a long time since she'd been to Earth, or seen her father, for that matter.

She'd told Alerron that she had wanted to spend some time with her father. Once she had gotten to Earth, she called Dick, asking if she could stay with him for a little while. She'd tell him what had happened to her once she got settled in.

Her bedroom in her father's apartment was still the same as it been the last time she was there, ten years ago, when she was six years old. She hadn't seen her father since she was six, before her mother's duties on New Tamaran made it hard for Mar'i to come and visit as often as she used to.

After she finished unpacking her things (and she didn't have many), Mar'i went to the kitchen to see what Dad was up to.

nightstarrising:

It had been one of the hardest things that Mar'i had ever had to do, pointing out the faces of the guards that violated her to her cousin. Having Katima by her side helped, though, and made it easier.

She couldn't stay on New Tamaran. There was nothing here for her anymore. Especially after what her aunt had put her and her family through. Mar'i didn't think that she could stay there and not think about what she had been forced to endure everyday.

Mar'i stood there silently with Katima. They had been silent since her cousin had taken the guards away.

Finally, after what seemed like hours, Mar'i spoke up.

"Thank you," she said to Katima, "For staying with me."