MSNPC Onzion Reence - All's Fair in Love and War
Jamie LeBlanc
(( Bridge – The IKS “Commandeered” ))
Yesterday they were floating in the asteroid field. Nysari was allowing her weapons officer Tarkan take pot shots for practice at the smallest asteroid shards. Onzion was ruminating on how unfair Auntie Wora had been in their last conversation, saying little about it but actively planning to increase revenue streams with accelerated mining of these stupid space rocks.
Yesterday Onzion felt like his conversation with Auntie Wora was the biggest problem in the universe. Today it seemed so small and insignificant. Today, everything had changed and he missed the boring, tedious normalcy of yesterday. And regretted that he hadn’t enjoyed it more.
Reence: Yes, one small day and suddenly we have so much to do.
Nysari: The shuttle is heading for the planet... the other ship is headed back to that Temurian settlement.
And yet some things stayed the same. Nysari was still here. Her voice was still soothing, grounded. Tarkan was still alive and ready to shoot things. Maybe it would be OK.
Reence: ::Curious, cautious:: Can either of them see us?
Nysari: I don’t think either ship is truly expecting us. Shuttle looks like it’s just going for scans... the other ship looks like it doesn't want to be the center of attention for the moment.
Onbzion wanted blood. He wanted to destroy both for what they did to the Corsair. But he also knew that going for blood was likely to get them all killed.
That would be what Auntie Wora called a Sersansian Victory. (the humans might call it a pyrrhic victory). Sersansius was an early Orion Warlord who pursued his brother Vistacos so doggedly that when they finally fought both were annihilated and their line ended.
It did not good to spend your resources to win one victory while losing everything.
It didn’t mean he liked it.
Reence: They’re not going to find anything on the planet but a bunch of wiped computers and angry beasts. ::He bared his teeth in a rather feral smile.:: So they can have fun there.
Nysari: I’m going to follow their main ship... see how they handle their repairs... then we should really depart before they detect us through this old cloak...
He rocked on his feet and nodded slowly. He was coming to terms with what he could and could not have.
Reence: You know what I want?
Nysari: ?
Reence: A name. Names. I want to know who these people are. If I can get a name I can make a surgical plan for revenge.
Yes, revenge. He would admit it, he was a bit petty.
Nysari: ?
Reence: Or at the very least who to avoid, look out for and have assassinated if they start snooping around.
Nysari: ?
Reence: Oh you know, my love, had them come after me I would not be so angry. But they came after you, and therefore I must destroy them!
And this was how Onzion Reence showed his love.
Nysari: ?
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tags/tbc
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MSNPC Onzion Reence
Genetic Engineer
~Julian Beck
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