The Captain Speaks
From Create Your Own Story
Captain Koessler strides forward to face the obese and obtuse pirate captain opposite him. The pirate snarls and giggles.
"Everyone stand down." Koessler shouts. Your fellow crewman stop shouting at the pirates, and most of the pirates follow suit. "What is it that we can do for you?" Koessler asks the bemused corpulent captain.
"I think I'll be the one asking that question," the pirate replys.
"Very Well. We're the crew of The Raven. We've come to Quetzalcoatl to salvage technology and mine for Grav-Rock." Captain Koessler responds coolly. "Now your turn."
The big-boned and fugly captain laughs long and loud at that, spraying spit all around him. Recovering, he replies: "Fair enough captain. Fair enough. I am Captain Tolrus Cagney and this is my crew." There are hearty grunts of assent from his crew. " We came here to kill everyone and secure this area for our employers. I believe that's them now." Cagney gestures upward with his Plasma pistol as an enormous black space cruiser soars overhead coming to a landing nearby.
"Now, I'm more a man of practicality than of cruelty. I don't really know what Crimson Federation wants with this place, but it stands to reason that they could use an experienced crew of diggers. They might even offer a... modest... fee for such services.
"I suppose they might." Captain Koessler responds, cynically.
After a few tense moments of Koessler and Cagney staring each other down, a legion of Federation Soldiers march up behind the pirates.
Great, you think, THESE guys.
The Crimson Federation are a dark and mysterious force from a further end of the galaxy. Their motivations are mysterious and interaction with them is often difficult. Your father taught you that. Your Dead Father.
Lightning crackles the sky as they approach in their dark red robes. They appear to be led by a small procession with blue sashes. The pirates make room for them in the elaborate three way standoff. A blue-sashed Federation soldier steps forward and removes his robe. He is old and white-bearded with terrible yellow eyes. He stares at Koessler and Cagney in succession.
"What is this" he asks. It is as tranquil and silent as a funeral.
Cagney looks a bit embarassed but recovers his bluster quickly. "This would be Captain Koessler and the crew of The Raven. Seems they got here first and did some scouting for us. Wasn't sure if you'd want us to just waste a whole digging company for you. I know we don't want to do any digging." Theother pirates snicker but are silenced by a look from the decrepit hooded man.
"Where is the Starsoul?" He asks Koessler emotionlessly.
"I don't know what that is. My crew has only been here for a few hours."
The old man draws a pistol faster than anyone can fathom and shoots First Mate Kenny. Kenny falls to the ground dead. There are cries of shock and anger.
"Where is the Starsoul?" the old man repeats. Cagney and his crew grin viciously.
Koessler glares back wordlessly. He looks down at Kenny's body then back up at the rest of the crew. "Negotiation talks have broken down" he mutters in true badass fashion, as he draws his plasma pistol and fires at the old man. The old man in the red robes dodges the blast nimbly and all hell breaks loose.
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