Well, I'll post the update and then you can put your character later. I am not going to change the update just because you couldn't take a couple of minutes to work your character...
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The last time I did this, it was not pretty. A couple of fights had nearly started, too many questions had been made, and
that had been the prelude of the failure in the mission.
Of course, the fact that it was my first time doing this was also partially to blame.
Though, now I have learned from my mistakes, and intend to make this work well.
At least, I have learned more about magic, and can identify things far better than before.
I am glad to count, at least, on the presence of Takashi Honda. I had liked the quiet American-Japanese Samurai, and the man was good at what he had to do. The only pity was that, although he and a few others had managed to destroy the mind control machine, they had not been able to get everybody out of there. The Japanese killed more than half of the team while they tried to get out. I was just thankful that, in the end, I talked Takashi out of committing suicide. In the end, when we reached the Hub, the others mingled among the Hub's population or accepted an offer to travel to other timelines in which to make new lives. But not Takashi: he asked me, and then my boss, BJ, to be given another chance to prove his mettle. He had no problem, so he agreed, as long as it was me that took care of him.
Well, Takashi should be able to better explain a few things to the others. Especially those things that are better experienced by the CTs, personally.
The current group is slightly – but only slightly – more balanced in terms of man/woman equilibrium, and somehow the people that have joined me this time are a bit more strange than the previous team, as weird as it had been. There is a Touareg lady, a man with an arm that seemed to be half-metal, half-tissue, another man dressed like a soldier from one of those timelines where Ancient Greece is the current great power... even a pixie! A pixie! Have only seen one of them a few times before, but I never guessed one of them would be willing to join the MES.
Well, maybe many more would join. Sure, they stand out like a sore thumb, but their flying and magical abilities could make them excellent scouts and agile attackers.
But I am getting distracted.
The new team enters the meeting room. I make sure to check that everyone on the team is in here. Also, I'll try to make sure that everyone actually worked. I'm sure that, if Miller had not entrenched himself in the bathroom, things would have gone better.
“Ladies and gentlemen, please take a seat,” I say through the microphone, “I will meet with you in a few minutes.”
As the new team sat down, I pick up a box containing the new bracelets. Unfortunately, this time, as “punishment”, the bosses had decided not to give me any of the new bracelets, with translation abilities: I was given several of the Mark VIIa, which are great at the whole protecting, have communicators and help everyone to understand each other but lack the “universal instranslator” function. The group will have to get the Translator Microbes when we finish this mission. While I am here, they will not have any problem in speaking, but once I leave the ship, then they will need
Using one of the hidden doors, I appear in the room.
“Greetings, everyone,” I say. Everyone but Takashi was shocked at this. I guess it would not be as much of a surprise for him.
“Greetings, Milarqui,” Takashi replies with a small bow.
“Greetings, Takashi. It is good to see you again.”
“You know each other already?” the man on the camo armor asks.
“Indeed. If you allow me, I will explain what, exactly, this is, and what I hope you will be willing to do.”
I start telling them the story of my people, of how they had a powerful galactic empire only to be assaulted by the Acebees. I tell them about the war, and how it finally ended with the Treaty. About how the Acebees smartly side-stepped the problem of not being to directly attack other worlds. Of the creation of the Multiverse Exploration Corps.
I finish with the problematic first team's mission. Of the screw-up that led to several of them being killed. Of the battle that destroyed the back of the Japanese invading army and the Acebee mind-controlling apparatus, thus ensuring that the locals did not fall under its aegis and actually showed some gratefulness.
“Now, you know my story, and that behind why you are here. I hope all of you are more than up to this very hard task, and that you will be willing to work together to fight this menace. I don't really expect you to go head-to-head against the Acebees, but hopefully you will be able to make a dent in their power. Please, take these bracelets and put them on, it will make things easier in the future. Now, make yourselves acquainted with each other, while I ready the ship for travel. I will be back later to show you around the ship. See you!”
I slide back in the pilot cabin, and leave them to their own devices. Hopefully, these men and women will get along just a little better than the previous group did.
Hopefully.
N.GM: Well, that's it! First update. Short, but giving you what you need. Now, you guys are to do something: the next posts, you will have to present yourselves to the rest of the team. Meanwhile, I'll write the next update, and, hopefully, it'll be up soon!
Merry Christmas!
