Carth's magical adventure, ROUND TWO, MOTHERFUCKERS!

[Carthrat]

"And hopefully he'll never have to," replies Carthrat. "If everything goes to plan, we'll be getting into as few fights as possible. I can't risk dying until I find Diane."

[Anastasia]

She nods agreement. "On that note, now what do we do?"

[Carthrat]

"Good question," replies Carthrat, looking for the ships database. "Let's find out, eh?"

He runs a search on the Paxis system, along with his own profile.

[Anastasia]

The date of note on the Paxian nebula:

Planets Telstar 1, Telstar 2, Rigella, and Nafoi are all capable of supporting life.  The Telstars also host a few space stations, two with the varying alliances and a third one that is neutral; funded by the Merchant's Guild as a safe point for commerce.

The planets themselves are more or less independant, although are often influenced by others. Middling military, enough to defend itself and not much more.

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Carthrat Tanewaki - CURRENT OBJECTIVE. SEE DATASTREAM FOR DETAILS.

[Carthrat]

"Ara.. let's see what they have to say about me.." mutters Carthrat, tapping another few buttons to access the Datastream..

[Anastasia]

Datastream file unable to be refreshed. Loaded data is...2 days old.

Carthrat Tanewaki

Besides a basic description that's more or less in the ballpark,

High danger target - be wary of:

Guns, energy based weapons, explosives, shapeshifting. Reports of anomalies around him. Wanted alive.

[Carthrat]

Carthrat blanches, estimating that since he lost his cloak, his 'danger' factor dropped sharply.

"We're going to the Paxian Nebula," he says, blandly. "I'll sell this ship at the Merchant outpost there and try and buy something fast. If I'm lucky, we'll get away from the goons long enough to come up with some kind of counter."

[Anastasia]

She nods, admittely over her head. "Then what, if we get rid of our pursuit? Back to the plan?"

[Carthrat]

"We'll never lose all our pursuit," says Carthrat, punching the wall.

"Dammit! This isn't Earth. How could I be so *stupid*?" he says, angrily.

[Anastasia]

Rachel sighs. "Our pursuers are that persistant?"

[Carthrat]

"Persistant? Only because of their reputation," replies Carthrat, sullenly. "They don't usually need to chase people as far as they're going to have to chase me, but they will, just to preserve their image.

Bastards."

Carthrat tries to remember what he can about Slicing Gale..

[Anastasia]

Carthrat - You recall a savage and effective mercenary group that gained an alliance with a government, slowly merging into a part of that government. Copetent leadership and access to free, high grade military technology makes them a force to be considered.

Rachel frowns. "Then we'll jus thave to cope with them."

[Carthrat]

"I can't do what I want to do with a force of drugged-up mercenaries at my back," growls Carthrat. "I need some allies of my own. I'm pretty sure that I'm out of favors to call in, too.."

She sighs. "There's no point worrying about it when we're still on the run. We'll see what we can do once we get to Paxis. I need to rearm myself, anyway.."

[Anastasia]

"How long will that take," she asks, more or less resigned to things now. "And  do you have any idea for allies?"

[Carthrat]

"Who knows?" replies Carthrat, sighing. "A week? A month? A year?

I'm sorry, Rachel. Not three weeks out in space and I'm already running from somebody. And as for allies.. bah. All the old mercenaries who served under me eight years ago have no doubt gone their seperate ways.. they could be anywhere across the galaxy. Some have no doubt signed up with the group chasing us now.

I should be able to find some people willing to aid me at Paxis.. money, ideals, pity, the motives are many."