The bars faraway (INVITE)

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Captain "Nam" Chanachon
SDF Tongkum (means "gold" in Thai)
September 21st 2554
In unknown space
Near a random space station
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"Kaptan! Rau klai tung laew" (Captain we're nearly there) shouted Lieutenant "Tem" Somsawak. 

"Tanks, bawk tang noon doew wa rau ja kaew teab ta" (Thanks, gives them a heads up that we're docking in) Nam replied.

"Krub kaptan" (Yes captain) came the reply.

Nam then left the bridge, leaving the Lieutenant to do the tradition of requesting docking permission. All of the 7 crew, including Nam, was a long way from their home world of Saensuk, an independent world with a lot to offer.

And that's the main reason why they're here.

From their contacts in Venezia, there's a Kig-yar who might be able to help the Saensuk Defense force in building up a navy. From what he was given, this Kig-ya is an excellent mechanic and somewhat a good pilot. And the brass had asked Nam to go out there and try to bring him onto their side to help integrate some Covenant weaponry into some converted freighters. 

"Kaptan," (Captain,) Lieutenant Tem piqued him through the com. "Rau dai teab ta laew" (We have successfully docked)

"Dee," (Good,) he replied "Bawk jaa doew wa hai jer pom ti pradoo" (Tell the sergeant to meet me at the door)

"Krub"

God it's been a while Nam thought to himself as he made his way to the bay door. Ever since the foundation of the Saensuk Defense Navy, the brass had him stay in-system helping to organize tactics, protocols, organizations, and making a list of what is lacking, necessary, etc. The reason why, he surmised, is because that he was the first Saensuk citizen to ever enter combat with the Covenant in space and survived, and that the brass reckoned that he would be the logical choice to do so. 

However, Nam hates desk work and likes to go out on missions more, be more active and such. That's why when the brass asked for volunteers to go on this mission, Nam almost jumped up and hugged him.....

.....until he realized that his target is a kig-yar, a very specific one. According to intel, his name is Quep-Hul with a picture included. How the fuck do you distinguish one chicken from another? They are basically the same! But before he could protest, the brass strapped him in a space suit, introduced him to his crew (3 navy, 4 army), wished him luck, and threw him aboard. 

With no other choice, he ordered the ship from port and initiated the jump to slip-space. That was 2 weeks ago. Now? His plan was to walk around, flash pictures of Hul around, and hoped that someone knew the chicken. 

"TAEW TRONG!" (ATTEN-HUT!) he heard a shout as he emerged on the the hanger bay followed by an almost instantaneous "KRUB!" (SIR!)

He smiled to himself as he looked towards the source of the voice. It was Sergeant "Ben" Nawaporn, and his 3 other men as his personal security detail, all of whom, stood at crisp attention with their hands at the salute position.

Nam saluted in return, then lowered his arm. The 4 army personnel lowered their arms as well. Nam gave a slight nod, at ease.
Then he turned to address the sergeant. 

"Praem na?" (you ready?)

"Krub" (yes sir)

"Drop the formalities sergeant, think me as a friend for now" he told the sergeant, switching promptly to English. He felt more natural that way for some reason and all Saensuk citizens are required to study english as a second language so there shouldn't be a language barrier.

The sergeant blinked a few times, startled, but promptly nodded his head, affirmative.


"Good, lets hunt for a chicken" he said as he started out the door. All 4 of the army personnel had only their pistols so that they wouldn't cause any alarm. As a second measure however, Nam had 1 of them pack an m7 submachine gun, hidden away by a very large pocket, just to make sure. How did the man packed it in there? Nam had no idea, but he prayed to buddha once more that they wouldn't run into trouble as they walked onto the deck of the alien space station.........

[Faclan]

(Even to Hooman flat faces a Ruuthian and Ibie'Shan mix would probably stick out pretty well as it would look pretty different from the two base breeds. Is also Qep not Quep.)

Qep Hul - Ruu'Shan in trouble
Mixed species space station Rkz-044, used as a hub and mining operations for asteroids.
They've gone!

They were gone! Those bastards just up and left their pilot behind! I mean yeah I dinged up their ship a bit but I got it here right!? Paid me then left! Bastards!

That and several thoughts like it were rushing through Qeps head right now as he clutched the jar filled with dried insects he had purchased from one of the Kiggle stalls on the station. Something he was going to just snack on while going back to the Captain to join up for the other flight he had been told about. Only to find out that when he made it back to their airlock that they had gone and left. Left him all alone on this station with hard looking Unggoy, Humans, and Jiralhanae walking about!

Qep was seated near one of the large windows on the waist high sill, clutching the jar and mainly looking at the floor. A few of the insects had been eaten but most of them were still in there, thankfully already dead so they wouldn't skitter away. But Qep was too busy panicking to focus too much on them or his slight hunger.

The Kig would be decently easy to pick out due to his breed and was seated away from the main food section of the station he was in. A few Unggoy were talking near the window but he was snuggled in the corner of the large window frame, not even looking out at the ships coming and going or trying to find another employment opportunity, just staring at the ground and worrying about what terrible fate was going to befall him now.

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OOC: I actually did the typo intentionally. Just a little bit of information the "intel" got wrong. Theres more where that came from e.e

Captain "Nam" Chanachon
Mixed species space station Rkz-044
September 21st 2554
Happy chicken hunting.....
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As Nam and his security detail pushed the doors into a bar of some sorts. And holy god it was packed. Everywhere they look, they could only see masses of grunts, brutes, jackels, and even some humans, all of whom are busy sitting down talking, or getting something to eat.

The 5 man "squad" stood awkwardly at the entrance for a few moments to take a quick scan of the environment. Once satisfied with their scan, they quickly moved inwards to avoid a brute marching out. Nam could only hope that the 4 army personnel he brought didn't have a trigger finger, 1 shot was all it took to start a stampede of alien mess. Nam shuddered at the thought of an outcome of that.

"Ti nee, ow yang ghai kaptan?" (So.... what now captain?) Sergeant "Ben" Nawaporn asked.

"Bawk taam trong, rau kaw mai ruu muan gan" (To be honest, I have no idea) Nam replied, kind of annoyed that despite the earlier statement to drop the formalities, the sergeant still communicated to Nam in Thai. Nam just figured that the military protocols are too ingrained in the sergeant that he has a hard time relinquishing the Saensuk military etiquette.

"Kun song kon" (you 2) he finally said, pointing at 2 of the soldiers he brought with him "Yuu ni phaw pradoo" (stay here and guard the door)

"Ti learh, yaek gan har ai kai" (the rest of you, split up and find the chicken) he ordered.

Nods of acknowledgements followed and seconds later, they split up across the bar to try and find this "Quep Hul"

Nam went across to the main food bar and called on the bartender, a kiggie.

"What do you want hooman?" it asked.

"Yes..." Nam started "I don't need much, just to find this guy" he said as he took out his pad and flashed a picture of Hul.

The bartender looked hard at the picture, studying it, before finally speaking. "Yes...." it started "I know him. Good pilot the story goes. Gonna cost ya though"

Nam sighed as he heard that. Not unexpected. He expected this kind of dealing from the space chickens "How much?"

"I don't know.... what do you have on you?"

"A few UNSC credits if that satisfies you" Nam replied as he took the pad back and transferred a sum of credits to the bartender. "Is that enough?"

The bartender consulted his pad for a moment before looking up, giving a face expression that Nam took as a smile "Satisfactory" it said "The guy your looking is right over there" it said as it pointed towards a nearby table.

"Thank you" Nam replied as he stood up from the bar and made towards the table. The table only had a lone jackel slumping on the table with a jar full of insects (at least he thinks its insects). Nam studied the picture and the jackel for a bit. There IS a resemblance Nam concluded, but that might be because he can't tell the difference between 1 chicken and another (even though they are from 2 totally different races) he took his chance.

"Took kon" (Everyone) he said on his mic, everyone he took from Saensuk had a small radio attached, so they should be able to hear his broadcast through his mic. "Rau me id buak kawng ai kai laew" (I have a positive id on the chicken). Once done, he slowly sat down in front of the kig-yar.

"Hello" he started. "My name is Captain Chanachon Boonphakdee of the Saensuk Defense Force, but you can call me Captain Nam for short. I suppose you are the person in this picture?" he asked as he opened the picture on his pad for the chicken to examine.

[Faclan]

(Sorry for the wait - nice post by the way.)

Qep Hul - Ruu'Shan in trouble
Mixed species space station Rkz-044
Fear and terror.

Glancing up as the trio of Unggoy walked over to him to ask him how he got hear Qep just shrugged a little. Thankfully Qep knew a bit of Unggoy from his schooling days and the Unggoy seemed to understand his response in the Kig language.

"Flew a ship here."

"Got extra space? We'l pay." But the Ruu'Shan shook his head.

"Was a Guild ship, and they left me here." The Unggoy actually looked a bit sorry for him before they took a step back and talked amongst themselves before looking back.

"Must have been reason, good luck finding more - if do let us know."

Qep just nodded as the three walked off, pretty easy to pick out due to their almost robe like clothing and much more compact backpacks compared to Covenant spec but Qep barely took notice of them as he glumly popped another insect into his beak. His brain screaming at him to try and get something done but he was just so deflated that once again he had messed up and now was stranded. It wasn't like opportunity was going to walk in the door.

Then something sat down across from him, that got his attention as the Unggoy had just stood there. Qep raising up his beak to see a Human of all things sitting across from him. Speaking in their language that he could barely understand one of the things he said - hello. But the rest of it was completely unintelligible and then a picture of Qep, grainy but clearly him, was shown to him.

The Human would be able to tell just from Qeps body language that he was terrified, tensing up and nearly dropping his jar of snacks as his eyes darted toward the door. This to him seemed like some kind of bounty or arrest that was being cashed in. And during his glance he saw several other Humans in similar get up and armed standing around the bar. Qep getting up, leaving the jar spinning on the table, as he backed up with one hand up and one grasping vainly for his pistol as he soon thumped into the window behind him.

Probbaly best to get a translator.

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Captain "Nam" Chanachon
Mixed species station Rkz-044
September 21st 2554
This is getting interesting.....
Tags: Faclan

Judging from the chicken's reaction, Nam could clearly see that it was terrified for his life. Before Nam could say, or do, anything, the kiggie unexpectedly leaped out from its seat and start backing up, one hand up with the other hand behind his back.

Shocked at the kiggie's reaction, Nam instantly reached towards his back for his pistol, the chicken's other hand is obviously doing the same. But he stopped himself mid-draw as he could see that the kiggie's arm (the one behind its back) is flailing helplessly. With its back against the window, it can't do much.

Nam took a glance around, Sergeant "Ben" and his men had already had their pistols drawn, aiming towards the kiggie. Nam slowly turned towards the Sergeant and shook his head then, with his free hand, he slowly pushed down on the air besides him Don't shoot, stand down

The Sergeant hesitated for a few moments but reluctantly ordered his men to lower their weapons. Nam then turned his attention to the kiggie in front of him, clearly looking terrified to death. Nam slowly brought his pistol up and waved it in the air, so that it can be clearly seen by the kiggie, and put it down on the table. Both arms up, he slowly walked up to the kiggie and said in a calm, soothing voice "Calm down, we don't want to hurt you"

With no response coming from the alien, a thought occurred to him that this kiggie might not be able to understand English, which might explain the panic that the alien showed. Shit, Nam thought to himself intel said this guy understands English perfectly!. He then keyed his mic to talk with Lt. Tem

"Tem," he started "Sung copy kawng program plae pasa angkrit pen pasa kai noi" (Send me a copy of a english-chicken translator program)

"Rau mai me pasa kai nai data base learw krup kaptan" (We don't have the chicken language in our database captain)

Fucking hell "Aou pasa Sangheili ma ko dai!" (Get me Sangheili then!)

"Krub kaptan!" (Yes captain!) "Tong chai wela transfer noi na krub" (Gonna take sometime to do the transfer sir)

Better than nothing Nam muttered to himself. He then closed his eyes, deep in thought. During his time as a UNSC Navy Lieutenant, he had listened to several recordings of the Sangheili language and listened to the AI translation, he is now trying to remember some basic words.

"We...no....clense" he finally managed to stammer out in almost unintelligible Sangheili "We....talk?" He just hoped that the kiggie understood his intentions to actually talk out a deal..........




OOC: What he actually meant is "We don't want to fight, we want to talk". Also I completely understand faclan, no hard feelings. Also thanks

[Faclan]

Qep Hul - Ruu'Shan in trouble
Mixed species space station Rkz-044
Help arrives!

The fact that all the Humans soon had guns pointed at him made the Ruu'Shan stop trying to reach for his. At least there wouldn't be any panic shooting from him. Now both hands were up and being used to try and signal not to fire. So far they weren't which was helping a little but he was still massively outnumbered. The one who sat in front of him soon pulling out his weapon too...but then waving it? Was this some kind of signal to the others?! The Kig-Yar tensing at this before it was put down on the table. The Human then walking forward. Was he going to get stabbed? Was this part of the arrest? Gulping Qep held his hands close together in case they were about to be restrained before he said something. Qep just tilting his head to the side at the gibberish.

The Humans then talked amongst themselves in some more gibberish as Qep looked at the barman for help, but the Ruuthian was busy trying not to break out laughing as he watched this all unfold. Before starting to move around the bar toward everyone. But Qep quickly looked back at the Human when he spoke up in Sangheili? He wanted to clense and talk? A job offering...weird. But before Qep could respond the bartender chuckled and spoke up from the sidelines where he was now standing, no longer behind the bar.

"Seems like you Humans need some help with some translation, I'll do it and may not even need payment, this is great." He started in English before looking at Qep. "Its fine Mate, they are looking for you, I think its for some kind of job."

"Job? Clensing and talking? I'm no fighter." The bar man waved his hand and chuckled some more.

"Don't worry your little beak about it youngin, they seemed to know you were a pilot, its probably about that." Qep nodded, letting his arms down and standing a bit more straight as the barman looked back at the Humans.

"Alright, whats the message?"


(Hope thats ok. italics mean alien lingo speaky)

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Captain "Nam" Chanachon
Mixed species station Rkz-044
September 21st 2554
Phew.......
Tags: Faclan

"Seems like you humans need some help with some translation, I'll do it and may not even need payment" the bartender suddenly spoke up.

Hell yeah we need some fucking translation! Nam thought to himself. He made a mental note to have a nice, long chat with the folks at the intelligence department back home. Before he could respond though, the bartender and Quep, judging from the chap's reaction to the picture, had a conversation in an unintelligible language before the bartender asked for a message to be translated.

"Thanks" he started thinking a bit before actually saying the message. "Tell our friend here that my government would really like him to help with some ships. We're willing to give him a long-term contract of...." he paused, thinking if he should really say this bit of information to an outsider. But fuck it, the clearer the message, the better ".... 5 years minimum"

At this point, the entire bar screeched to a halt. Nam understood why. A contract of 5 years minimum? That's almost unheard of out here. Hell, even he was surprised that the brass would give out such a contract. But when he saw what intelligence came up with this guy, he understood why: served in the Covenant Navy for 6 years as a fighter pilot, flew dozens of missions as a transport person, well versed in mechanics and technology, and extremely fluent in English. Although the last one was already proven to be false. Nam just hoped that intelligence didn't get anything else wrong........



(See what I meant earlier?)

[Faclan]

(Hah, seems like they may have meant Nek, or some weird unknown Kiggle that sounds like a badass.)

Tix - Ruuthian Barman

Listening to the Human explain the situation Tix could barely believe his ear holes at a five year default contract. The bar getting very quiet as everyone who could understand the Human slowly turned to look at him. But the weapons the Humans had out seemed to stop any immediate charge to offer their services to this group. The barman blinking before giving a low whistle, more like a bird call really, before managing a reply. Though he seemed to be more interested in this deal now than trying to actually translate.

"Damn...thats quite an offer. Are you sure you want to offer it to this Ruu'Shan?" He gestured at Qep who stilled looked spooked and confused. "I don't know him besides the stories told around the station so he may be the best damn thing since sliced Oui but he's still young. Probably barely out of the Hul academies. He claimed that was certified at least." He turned slightly to look at Qep and hummmed to himself before looking back at the Humans. "What is this contract for specifically, teaching or repairing ships? Give me a second to translate and then we can talk. I may be able to direct you to some work guilds or Kig companies that may be able to help you more than just one Hybrid."

Turning back to Qep he cheeped and pheeped at him as the Humans likely looked confused and concerned at each other.

"The Humans Nest wants you to help them with ships, and are willing to contract you for five years at least. Why you I will be finding out soon." Qep looked a bit concerned now as he shrunk away from Tix.

"I...I don't know, I don't know whats going on."

"I can tell...stupid fluff."

Qep now looked dejected as he sat on the window sill and looked at the floor as Tix turned back to the Humans.

(Poor Qep)

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Captain "Nam" Chanachon
Mixed species station Rkz-044
September 21st 2554
Uhhh.... this is getting awkward
Tags: Faclan

"Damn...thats quite an offer. Are you sure you want to offer it to this Ruu'Shan?" the bartender asked

Nope, not in a million years he thought to himself. But the brass was very specific "Get Quep Hul back to Saensuk via any means necessary" When Nam came into the bar, he actually considered grabbing the poor bastard and run for it..... but he wasn't that desperate yet. He wanted the guy to actually agree to the deal, not be forced to do it.

"What is this contract for specifically, teaching or repairing ships? Give me a second to translate and then we can talk. I may be able to direct you to some work guilds or Kig companies that may be able to help you more than just one Hybrid" the bartender offered, before it turned towards Quep and spoke to the poor chicken in an unintelligible language.

"My government..... or rather my bosses to be more accurate..... needs Quep isn't it? They were very specific." he then continued on "I appreciate the offer for kig companies to do the job, but my government prefers to hire specific specialists in order to keep certain......things..... from leaking out."

Suddenly, his pad gave a large chirp, indicating a message. Nam picked it up to see what's the content. It was from Lt.Tem. The transfer of the English-Sangheili translator is completed and ready to use on his pad. In addition, Tem also had attached every bit of intel on Quep that the Saensuk Defense Force had on him. Nam then turned his attention towards the bartender

"If you don't mind, I would like to talk about the contents of the contract somewhere private" he started "If our friend here...." jerking his thumb to Quep "can speak fluent Sangheili, that's ok. I have a translator program on me." he finished.

[Faclan]

(Bit hard to tell but I think the 'get Quep back to Saensuk' was interior not actually said so will be making post based on that. Should have asked when you posted my b. tento125 )

Tix - Ruuthian Barman.

If the Human wanted to hinge his entire settlements Government on the skills of one Kig then fine. Less work for Tix to do and no skim off his loot if they failed and dragged the fluff along for the ride. From what he had seen he was a lost bird anyway, not knowing where to go. Better to get him off the station before something got broken.

"Alright well I wish you and him success," a lie but it was very unlikely the Human could catch the Kig-Yar facial and posture tells to know that. "And once he knows the plan I'll get back to work. And I'll see if he can - and no idea if that's his name hes not wearing a nametag."

Turning back to Qep Tix rolled his eyes at the sad boy in front of him and clicked to get his attention. "Fluff, know Sangheili?"

"Y..yeah?"

"Good, Humans want to talk to you about work, hop to it and I wouldn't give them lip, they got guns and I doubt yours is even loaded."

The youngster seemed embolded by the fact that work was being discussed, seems he had a bit more time to process the earlier translation as he got to his feet and stood a little straighter. "It is loaded! Just not fully, but work discussions!" He then scooped up his jar of insects, moved past Tix, and toward the Humans. The barman just rolling his eyes before heading back to his bar and hopping up and then sliding over an empty space to be behind it and ready to resume business.

Qep meanwhile moved up to the apparent leader who had approached him first and set his hand on his beak and gave it a little tug and a nod - like a Human would do with a hat in the olden days, before speaking in Sangheili. "Qep Hul Sir, sorry about the earlier trouble been a bit on edge lately."

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Captain "Nam" Chanachon
Mixed species station Rkz-044
September 21st 2554
Time to get on with business.....
Tags: Faclan

Nam just stood there, waiting for a response. The bartender and Quep went on with their conversation in their unintelligible language. He took this time to quickly scan through the file on the chicken that Lt. Tem had sent him. Apparently, the lieutenant did his own intel gathering. According to the intel, Quep came here on a ship that inexplicably left him stranded here. He made a mental note to find out why.

Suddenly, Quep stepped forward and stroked his "mouth" before he spoke in excellent Sangheili "Qep Hul Sir, sorry about the earlier trouble been a bit on edge lately." The translator program had no trouble translating it into English.

"Captain Chanachon Boonphakdee of the Saensuk Defense Force" he started "You can call me Captain Nam for short. Don't worry about what happened earlier. That was in the past. Now we focus on the present and future" he said, pausing after each sentence to let the translator translate all of that into Sangheili speech.

"My government" he continued on, "is very interested in you. We want you to help integrate some of your covenant weaponry into our ships. Or at least teach us how to do so. We also need help in piloting some of your ships" he finished with a little chuckle. Over the years, the brass has collected vast amounts of ships of different classes.... with absolutely no one knowing how to even start up the engines on some of the alien ones. As for the conversions..... well Nam was dubious about some of the designs that the brass came up with.

One design, a light "frigate", was to have plasma torpedo launchers on their broadsides. Another, was a "small carrier" that would be capable of launching several fighters and other craft..... if the brass have them. The main attraction though, and the most absurd, was a design drew up, probably by some random 12 year-olds who think they know how to design spaceships, was to have a hollowed-out asteroid and slap a few energy projectors on it. Why? Nam had no idea.

As the translator finished translated everything he had said into Sangheili, he continued on. "This is will be a long-term contract." he reminded Quep, no wait, the chicken's name is Qep for fucks sakes! Those damned morons can't even get the fucking name right!!!! "You will be paid very handsomely of course" he continued "but this contract will require you to travel with us to our planet. There, you will get to see some of our problems first hand. And hell, we might even let you test pilot some of our ships" he finally finished, waiting for the translator to translate everything into Sangheili.


OOC: Little note, Saensuk's intelligence department is shit

[Faclan]

(I'm sure they try their best with the tech and gear they have.)

Qep Hul - Ruu'Shan in trouble
Mixed species space station Rkz-044
Oh jese.

That name sure was a mouthful...Qep was very glad that he was given a shorter name to call the Human by because damn. He was also glad that his earlier freak out, justified he thought, was being overlooked. This may not be so bad as long as this work wasn't going to be that hard.

Well that hope didnt last long.

Thankfully Nam didn't know enough about Kig facial stuff to see that Qep was pretty terrified once again. His eyes did widen a bit and he leaned back so Nam probably thought he was just interested or carefully considering his answer. But Qep was terrified. He only knew a tiny bit about Covenant weapon systems and even less about Human systems - not just weapons but nothing about all the Human ones. How was he going to be able to do that? It would be guesswork and it could lead to people getting killed and what sounded like the few ships they had broken or on fire...It would get him out of here and paid but by Aecor even boastful Qep didn't think he could do that.

Licking his teeth as he stood there Qep took some time to carefully think of his response...and the Human probably wouldn't like the response. "While I am flattered by your offer Captain Nam I don't think I'll be able to do all that myself. That's a lot that you seem to want to accomplish and if you need me to help with all of it I'm not sure I can do it. I'm sure the barman would be able to give you some good names to call." But then he added to hopefully Nams joy. "On the way to your planet so I can do what I can before additional help arrives.

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Captain "Nam" Chanachon
Mixed species station Rkz-044
September 21st 2554
Here we go......
Tags: Faclan

As the translator translated his speech into Sangheili, Qep's eyes widened and he leaned back considerably. Good Nam thought to himself, he's thinking on the offer. But then, Qep replied in Sangheili and the translator translated all of that into English.

"While I am flattered by your offer Captain Nam...." Oh god here it comes...... "I don't think I'll be able to do all that myself. That's a lot that you seem to want to accomplish and if you need me to help with all of it I'm not sure I can do it. I'm sure the barman would be able to give you some good names to call" before Nam could do, or say anything, the translator uttered the final sentence "On the way to your planet so I can do what I can before additional help arrives"

Shit, Nam thought, he sincerely did not expect this. Intel stated that this guy is extremely well-versed in mechanics and technology. Sure, Nam didn't expect Qep to know anything about human tech, but he did expect him to be a some sort of guru on Covie tech, especially after he had saw what intel had came up with the guy.

But then again, this is a massive task, to massive for just one guy. So that might explain Qep's reluctance to accept the offer. After much thought, he then spoke out his response.

"I understand if you feel that you might not be up to the task. It is a massive undertaking, yes, that's why my government also went out and recruit more mechanics" it was a lie, yes, but if that is enough to persuade Qep, then why not? Besides, he can use Qep to keep the brass off his back for a while.

"In fact," he continued on "we have negotiators, like me, trying to get more mechanics on our side as we speak" it's not a complete lie, he had heard some gossips around that the Saensuk government dispatched some "recruiting" teams to all the corners of known space. So there might be some truth to that....

[Faclan]

Qep Hul - Ruu'Shan applicant
Mixed species space station Rkz-044
Oh phew.

Still looking a bit spooked at it all Qep forced himself to stay in place. It wouldn't help to run from this. The Humans were all still here and armed not to mention surrounding him. This seemed like it really was an arrest of sorts. He was being Sister snatched (shanghaied) into a job that looked like it wouldn't work out well for him. Maybe he would be able to do it, maybe this wouldn't go poorly. But right now it really seemed like it could and would get that bad.

Rubbing his face a bit he took a bit to calm down as he tried to convince his mind that this wouldn't be terrible. He was sure not even foolish Humans would put all their faith on one mechanic and miracle worker. Would they? He had been told that Humans were all about many numbers and redundancies. Was that all a lie too?

Looking back at Nam after holding his head for a few moments he listened and then visibly relaxed. Sighing a bit he made an approximation of a smile and nodded. "That's a smart move. Even if it was work I could do it would take be awhile to get it all done. Its good to have extra hands on deck if you can." Stretching his arms over his head he continued. "Shall we depart? We can discuss more details on the way back to your shipyards."

There was still a small part of his mind saying that he was biting off way more than he could chew. That this would all come back to bite him in his ass later. But Qep just tried to focus on the money and that this would get him further away from here and hopefully his problems.

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OOC: This thread's objective, to get Qep Hul to help out the Saensuk Defense Force has been completed. Qep Hul is now officially a member (technically anyways) of the SDF. So err... staff, you may now lock this thread (or since this is technically uncanon, this thread is not unlockable?? Either way, this thread is done)