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Post by Mierin on Feb 21, 2019 23:03:54 GMT -5
Vivian asks Powell, "Does that mean we will be able to get back home?"
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Post by yendorj on Feb 26, 2019 14:45:43 GMT -5
"That is usually the case when the enemy lays down their arms," remarks Mr. Colt, holstering his own.
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Post by dakota on Mar 2, 2019 14:13:24 GMT -5
"I hope so." Lex replied to Vivian, "No offense intended, but I'm looking forward to retirement with the new Steelfist taking my place. I'll still make the toys and come out to place time to time, if you really need the old guy. Besides, I owe you two because of that acid bath, so I've got work to do."
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Post by doc on Mar 2, 2019 21:56:58 GMT -5
SEVERAL HOURS LATER...
A grand feast is arrayed on tables before you. Unfortunately, the food is alien, and some of the scents are less than appetizing.
You have been gifted with spotless garments of an exotic green fabric. Powell has also laid out chests before your seats.
"Before I send you home, there are things I wish for you to have - as a symbol of my eternal thanks for bringing me home at long last." Powell turned to his lover and their hands joined, raised as one to a cheering crowd.
"First - Rex, Steelfist, Steelfist, and the Dark Rider? You have been loyal the longest - when you return home, you will each find yourselves invested with 10% of Powell Industries. The remainder, and control of the company, will be gifted to my nephew, Paul."
"To the Mayerts Family, a sizable grant will be given to help you with the maintenance and expansion of your land holdings."
"To my old friend, the Duchess Isabella Yorkshire - you will be given certain documents I have kept - maps of treasures that might be of interest."
The Palace Guard moved forward and opened the chests before you.
Rex saw a collection of books, scrolls, and other writings. "A copy of some of the most cherished texts of the Imperial library - use them with care."
Lex's chest was filled with bits of machinery - some were familiar, but others were altogether beyond his understanding. "For Steelfist, a collection of technologies scavenged from worlds that were consumed. I can think of no finer mind to unlock these lost secrets and bring them to a living world."
Vivian's chest revealed a long cloak that was seemingly made of a flexible emerald crystalline fabric. "This was Relak's Sheath of Rejuvenation - I saw him recover from grievous wounds by wrapping himself in it. There are even those that say it granted him longevity of a sort, but I am not so certain."
Matt's chest revealed a pair of strange pistols. "Weapons from a long lost ally of mine - The Silver Sharpshooter's pistols."
Matt smirked. "Awww, you old softy."
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Post by yendorj on Mar 4, 2019 1:05:56 GMT -5
Despite the unappealing scents, both Rex and Lady Marabyl are seen at least sampling each dish, if not helping themselves to a large serving upon discovering it’s good (to them).
Upon hearing of the 10% share, Rex scowls, “I’m rich enough, *but* I will put it to the cause of justice.”
Seeing the collection of books, scrolls, and other writings, it’s easy to see Rex is surprised, joyfully salivating at the chance to challenge his brain. “I…I will…Whether I can decipher them or no, they will be used with not only care, but awe and respect for the couple giving such a gift.”
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Post by Mierin on Mar 6, 2019 22:08:32 GMT -5
Proper etiquette had been drilled into Vivian while she was growing up. When she was a guest at someone's home for dinner, you never refused the food, no matter how unappealing it might smell. Because of this, Vivian took a little bit of each dish, hoping she would find something she liked.
Vivian looks in awe at the cloak that Powell had given her and nods in thanks with a smile. "Thank you very much. This is very generous of you." She is surprised by the announcement that she will hold some stock in Powell's company, realizing she could focus on being Steelfist once they return to Earth.
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Post by dakota on Mar 17, 2019 9:38:40 GMT -5
After what they had learned to survive on during the war, Rex had no problem cleaning his plate even though some of it was less than palatable. Powell's announcement was a bit surprising however. The gifts however, were a bit surprising. "I'm certain I can put these to good use. If not for myself, then I know a few people that may benefit. Thank you." He glanced aside at his friends and smirked, "Rex, you're drooling a bit." He said, rubbing the corner of his mouth mockingly as a smirk appeared.
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Post by doc on Mar 17, 2019 14:25:44 GMT -5
Powell raised a glass. "Three cheers to our champions!"
The crowd erupted in applause.
Matt leaned into Vivian. "When this is over and we're back...I'd like to talk."
Duchess Isabella looked to Lex. "Been fun working with you again. Perhaps I should hire you for some work for me, sometime?"
Ezekiel Mayerts approached Rex. "Hey, when we get back, you're welcome to drop by the ranch - we can compare notes on techniques. Just make sure you're in good health - Augustus can be a bit of a handful, especially after what happened."
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Post by yendorj on Mar 18, 2019 0:16:07 GMT -5
"I'm always looking to expand my repertoire in close quarters combat. Augustus heals fast, right?"
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Post by Mierin on Mar 24, 2019 11:25:40 GMT -5
Vivian nods quietly at Matt and says, "All right." Inwardly, she wonders what that's about, but decides to worry about it if they survive the trip back home.
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Post by dakota on Mar 25, 2019 21:04:48 GMT -5
"Depends on what you have in mind, Duchess." Lex said with a fair smile. "I'm trying to pass the torch to the new Steelfist, and slip more into a supportive role for them and other heroes back home. Of course that might give me some spare time for an adventure or two."
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Post by doc on Mar 26, 2019 13:33:05 GMT -5
"I can have many plans. Wheels within wheels." The Duchess returned the same smile.
"Augustus is a lot of things. Stubborn, fierce, and a bit quixotic and -"
"I'm right here, you know." Augustus grumbled. "You want to learn a few things? I can maybe teach you."
TWO DAYS LATER.
The spacecraft returned perfectly. Ezekiel Mayerts had stated that arrangements had been made to return the alien machine to its rightful owner.
Matt looked at Viv. "So...whenever you're ready for that talk."
Augustus cracked his neck. "So...we saved the world? That seems a bit big, you know?"
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Post by yendorj on Mar 27, 2019 21:47:10 GMT -5
"Not as big as seeing you knocked on your back."
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Post by Mierin on Mar 28, 2019 20:09:45 GMT -5
Feeling a bit nervous, Vivian keeps her face composed as she nods. "Sure." 'I wonder what this is about.'
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Post by dakota on Mar 28, 2019 21:13:32 GMT -5
Hapy to be home, Lex turned to say something to Vivian, and could not help but smirk when he saw her off to the side in a quiet conversation with Matt. He decided not to interrupt, and quietly began loading up his gift, "You know, with Powell out of the picture, we're going to need a common place to gather. Come to think of it," he stroked his chin while speaking to no one in particular, "I've been thinking of getting away from the bakery and starting my own shop. The warehouse used to meet would make a good front, a leather works in the front, and armory hidden in the launchpad area beneath."
He turned and looked at the others, his wheels churning, as he could see his ideas working out, if he could sell the others on it.
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