4373/Symbiotic Investigation Pt 3

Symbiotic Investigation Pt 3
Date of Scene:	01 May 2018
Location:	Unknown
Synopsis:	Summary needed
Cast of Characters:	Nuala Duvall, Crusader

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Nuala Duvall has posed:
    It took a little effort to get Crusader onto the ship, and following Crusader, the torpedo that had been rigged as a makeshift feedback device. One of the extra rooms was locked, and the force field is activated that is normally reserved for emergencies in space.
    She spent the next while using the leftovers of the torpedo to make a handheld device that she hopes not to need to use, since she doesn't want to have to deal with the reboot of the entire ship systems.
    She ordered the ship to elevate to an altitude of 150,000 feet far away from any possible escape location. Here at the edge of space, the ship sits in low orbit, and Nuala goes back to the makeshift brig to check on her captive.

Crusader has posed:
    Bjorn for the most part has been fast asleep. Occasionaly rolling about to turn on his stomech or back. ANd he can even be occasionly seen scratching his torso. Though he did toss and turn as if experince nightmares and than more pleasant dreams. Whwat was going on is hard to say. But eventually he does wake up
    The large man woke slowly and yawned before looking around. He blinks slowly as if noticing....things were not quite right. Getting to his feet, he is quiet as he walks around the containment room, touching the forcefield curiously. He speaks icelandic to himself <<"Oh no, what has Bjorn gotten himself inta now">>
    But of course he doesn't eventually notice Nuala when she comes back. He cants his head in an almost curiouse fashion "....Hello friend! Do sie know where Bjorn is?" he asks.

Nuala Duvall has posed:
    Nuala rubs her right shoulder, and rolls it. She's dressed in her slim suit, the purple lights pulsating through the suit. "Friend..." she echoes, as if examining the word. "We are off planet right now," she informs him. "What do you last remember?" she asks, her voice flatline, studying Bjorn as if he is a science experiment of some sort.

Crusader has posed:
Bjorn scratches his beard in thought and looks around "...Fightin. Not sure what or who. It is fuzzy for Bjorn....thing been fuzzy since...." he considers "Since goin ta flatbush?" another yawn "Bjorn tired" he settles back down. Despite being captive, he at least at the moment is in the most docile state Nuala will have had witnessed. "Sie...are Nuala yes?"

Nuala Duvall has posed:
    Nuala knits her brow. "Flatbush?" she asks, not familiar with the term. "Yes, Nuala. The person you just tried to kill." She says the phrase simply and without weight. "Do you know who is a Dr. Xanatos?"

Crusader has posed:
    Bjorn nods "Flatbush. It is of the small little area near Mutant Town. Errm, guess yer kin call et slice of city" he sas. A pause "Kill yer?" he considers this "....did yer piss meh off or somethin? Not usually so volitile" a pause "Guess Vorn kin be." he was calm about the matter himself, or perhaps was still out of it. "Dr...Xanatos...." he is quiet a long moment, shifting through shattered memories "It is doing the ringing of the bells. Bit et is hard fer Bjorn ta say."

Nuala Duvall has posed:
    Nuala lets out a sigh. This is going to be complicated, she can just tell. "Let us be starting with the start. I hear you go by many names. Why do you have many names?" She steps out of view from the doorway for a moment, returning with a chair to sit in. She may as well get comfortable. She sits, a bit formal in a rigid pose.

Crusader has posed:
Bjorn ears twitch "Because Bjorn is not one person...but he is not multiple people either. It is of the difficult to explain. But guess...each name ties to a part of Bjorn." he says he sits back in his own seat watching, perhaps studying as much as Nuala is. It hard to say. "Bjorn...is jist Bjorn. Crusader is vee hero. Und Vorn...is Bjorn guess, a kind of freedom? Hard ta say sometimes, we are all same...but different too. Though this...Dr.Xanatos is new"

Nuala Duvall has posed:
    Nuala listens, and her stone countenance breaks a little, a look of pity hiting at her eyes. She lets out a curse in Xandarian.
    <<"This is why it would have been simpler to kill him,">> Timmy chimes in in Xandarian.
    <<"Later, Timmy,">> she says, the word 'Timmy' the same as it would be in English. "You, have many 'personalities' that you know of. Do you know why?" she asks, her face seems to fear hearing an answer. Her countenance does not seem to be afraid in the context of fear for her life, but fear of information that she might gain in this conversation.

Crusader has posed:
"Hehehehe. Timmy is a nice name. Is that name of yer A.I? Bjorn calls his brother StarPiercer! Or jist ship. Not much of a talker though" he notes. But at the question Bjorn is quiet a moment. He sees the fear in Nuala, even if she not afraid for herself. "....Aye. They are all Bjorn...but mixed with other people." he finally says. "People who are no longer individuals, bit part of each other. None of them human though." a pause "...Dr.Xanatos...he..he was head of the experiment" he now muses as memories come easier now that he is more awake. he looks to Nuala "...do yer know what is like ta have lived a dozen lives? ANd not recognize any of them? To and remember kids yer never even seen? It is odd"

Nuala Duvall has posed:
    "People that you have absorbed," Nuala restates, getting clarification. "People who lost their lives to become you. No, I do not know what that is like. I know a little about what it is like for the people on the other side of those memories, though." Her jaw is set, remaining professional, but there is an edge of emotion that seems to be fighting for control.

Crusader has posed:
Bjorn shakes his head "No" he says "Bjorn did not absorb them. Bjorn was absorbed BY them. Bjorn was last to be absorbed, and even than they had to convince Bjorn it was for best." he cants his head "The memories are...shattered. But...none of it feel forced. But there is more...Bjorn knows it. Just wish bjorn could somehow....find out what" he forwards his brow. "But Bjorn not consider them gone, or lost. Bjorn consider them alive and well, a part of Bjorn. But Bjorn does wish he could talk to them and really know and understand where this stuff came from" he cants his head "....are...are you alright?"

Nuala Duvall has posed:
    Nuala doesn't answer for a long second, gathering herself. She takes a deep breath, never breaking eye contact. "I am fine," she answers, once she is able to do so calmly again. "Your Dr. Xanatos took control of your body. He tried to kill me, but he underestimated the situation, and me." She crosses one leg over the other. "I am not good at eloquence," she admits, glancing down for a moment and then back up. "You are a distinct threat to this world. I believe your benefactor means to do more ill to those on Earth and on other planets. It is my responsibility to remove threats."

Crusader has posed:
"You are also terrible liar" Bjorn notes when she says she is fine. "Bjorn not like the idea of someone taking control of his body" he admits "Bjorn wonder if those are the odd dreams he has been having" he than looks over Nuala "If he is Doctor. Bjorn doubts he knows much aboot fightin" he laughs "Makes Bjorn wonder how you would fair against him!" he even flexes.
    "Bit in all seriouness. SOunds more like Dr. Xanatos is the threat, rather than Bjorn. But you tell Bjorn..do you think that Bjorn is the real threat or this Xanatos? Bjorn rather find out more infomation than jump conclusions." a pause "....Bjorn says we find out"

Nuala Duvall has posed:
    Nuala quirks a slight smile on one side of her face. "Maybe," she answers, not diving into a debate on the matter. "For my position, Bjorn, you are a weapon weilded by Xanatos, as best as I can deduce." She pulls the silver band from her forehead, allowing her to hear surface thoughts, though part of her wonders if she wants to know.
    "You may not wish to be a weapons weilded by him, but...I do not think that Xanatos is concerned with your wishes."

Crusader has posed:
Bjorn surface thought are split between wondering if Borgi, his corgi, is alright, and how best to approach this Xanatos character. Also chocolate...chocolate sounds really good right about now. "Well, it as best a deduction as one can come up with. So the working theory be a brother want to use Bjorn as weapon. Bjorn does not approve of this. Ironicaly, Xanatos is not the first ta try. Few weeks back, bunch of pirates decided to try und shut down mah mind" he shivers "Bjorn did not appreciate that once he got his mind back" and yes, Nuala would see he certainly wasn't lieing
    He stands "Well, regardless, it worth looking into. So whit yer say Nuala, Timmy? Up fer Adventure?" he smiles in a disarming manner, as if there was not a worry in the world "If not...well than Bjorn has places to be and things to take care of!" he knocks on the forcefield "...though if yer going ta keep Bjorn prisoner, Bjorn insist that we bring Borgi along, or sie find him an appripiate sitter"

Nuala Duvall has posed:
    Nuala arches a brow. "He did not just try, he succeeded," she warns. "If I had not defeated you, he would still be in control now," she points out. She stands up, placing her hands on her hips.
    <<"The air lock is an acceptable solution via protocol given this scenario,">> Timmy's Xandarian voice advises, but gets no response from Nuala. "You are not wanting to know what he said," she tells Bjorn. "I am bound to Earth, I do not have clearance to leave right now." She shakes her head. "I do not enjoy killing," she discloses. "But sometimes it is my responsibility. Let me talk with my superiors. "It would be a long journey."

Crusader has posed:
"Well, Bjorn knows this. But the question is how? If Bjorn is understanding well, Xanatos had ta use some fairly strong tech. ANd Bjorn would note, yer did not defeat Bjorn, yer defeated Xanatos" he grins, a glint of orcish fevor in his eyes as if Vorn came through just a tad bit.

"For the record - 1. Bjorn translator was left on. 2. Bjorn can survive in the vacuum of space." he crosses his arms "Hmmm.... might be a few days aye. Yer ship looks a bit.." he looks around "....outdated. Much like yer A.I" the man was throwing shade at Timmy now. There was a certain playfullyness to it as if he didn't mean any real harm.

Nuala Duvall has posed:
    <<"I don't like him,">> Timmy answers.
    <<"You did suggest throwing him out the airlock, you kind of asked for it,">> Nuala responds as she folds her arms, giving the point to Bjorn. "Fine, I will ask. I don't control the outcome," she says. "And we will check on your dog." Wait, did he actually say that Borgi was a dog? Too late now at any rate.