the driver he originally thought was a man in his thirties turns round revealing they are a rather kind woman in her twenties turns out that leather jackets and short hair on toned muscles does not project a feminine identity at night "that be great i've no clue what i'm doing as my last mechanic buggered off wasted " she steps away letting him look at the engine and it's not what he expected the normal vespene burning engine is gone replaced with a old earth v8 6.5 engine with supercharger and nitrous oxide injectors the engine also burns basic petrol rather than more efficient vespene the best part to him is that all he needs to do is change the oil and tighten some things ( i need a dc 18 mechanics check )
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Bart claps his hands together, slipping on his gloves and nodding to his associate, "Oh, this shouldn't be long! Just leave it to us." The chief ducks down, sweeping a hand over the engine, his eyes flitting over the combined parts of the engine, reaching out for a tool he expected Roddenberry was at the ready to hand him. The pair work on the vehicle, finding time during the oil change to go see about a steak and beer.
The chief gets his food and beer about half way through his work the steak is a perfect medium rare and the beer is cold. however when he gets back to work her realizes he lost a piece of the supercharger (result of failing the check by 3 also mechanics was a different rule set i had been reading sorry wrote the post immediately after) Roddenberry looks through the driver's stock and says she does not have a spare but they can look for it as they probably dropped it (dc 18 perception check)
dunno why but the checks dc was in a say box fixed it i probably just miss clicked or something
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"It's good to have options!" Yasir mused, to nobody in particular.
He gathered up his Gods-given gifts, so he could take stock of them later.
Decisions, decisions! He mused, before turning to his people.
"Allright! We pack this all up, and get it to the Ice Phoenix, then the first round's on me!"
They are a VERY worthwhile investment. I must make sure that I have all they need. "A Happy Workforce, is an efficient Workforce!" He thought, remembering his Scripture.
As his workforce packed up all they could, and prepared to move out, Yasir
Dice Profession (Merchant) Check:
2d20+12kh1
(7, 6 (keeping 7) )+12
Total = 19
thought about how he could lay in some Good supplies of food, drink, and luxuries for them, using his growing list of suppliers.
Set Up Shop: (Using These Rules)
Upgrade Masterwork Skill Rank 3 Small Merchant Business
Time: 1 week (3/7 Days completed)
Cost: 100 Credit/Skill Rank (125% of Cost to make it Masterwork) = 375 Credits (4 credits previously invested)
Recruit Rank 3 Assistant:
Days it takes to Recruit 1st Assistant: 9 (Day 3/9)
As Yasir collectes his things he remembers seeing a luxury goods store on the way here, leaving the warehouse he see's Vania enter a door he had not seen previously approaching the door beyond the threshold is dark faintly lit by several aged light bulbs the only way is down clearly to a basement level but when he arrives at the bottom he finds a large space with a pool of black viscous liquid decorated with stars as he reaches out to touch it he hears Vania's voice "I would not touch that " looking up and stepping away from the pool Vania is different in appearance she is covered with a towel as if about to take a bath but she looks older her body has developed more and she gained about a foot of height the fifteen year old girl who entered the building is now eighteen "the pool is what was used to give me my power pure nothing in liquid form" she gets in the pool submerging herself neck deep clearly erasing the towel from existence "I'm here to claim the rest of my quote on quote birthright or as humans would put it for a zerg creature, evolve im very much human but a tainted form it's why I can exist in nothing we are one in the same so in a way you could say I will absorb it, but really it's no more than a binding process that will drain this pool and prevent what happened to me" she thinks for a moment before continuing "also in a bit Cross will go after his target and my sister will launch an attack to start a rebellion on this world and I have a fun story to share with you i will keep it brief" she waves her hand and the room fills with dazzling dancing lights "we once tried to kill each other before but in a seprate reality now you are very different from th last version of yourself you for instance calculate the monetary value of a move or choice before had he was more aggressive and bloodthirsty caring for a more hands on approach now we met in a bar i was in between clients and looking for some fun so he suggested we steal from the chaos gods and they are the same in each reality no parrales so i still have my take from it but i would like you to return some of it to the gods as most of the artefacts were consumed by the void just now me ensuring they are weak as while I bind with the rest of the pool im exposed so here's your choice repeat what your parallel self did and kill me here or give back all the stolen items i have left and choose a new path of which nothing is known i will forget this conversation and your parallel self and move on with life with more control over reality than imaginable but this is one instance where Cross found and woke me I have my humanity meaning the galaxy is fine i have no wish for it's destruction each event in this timeline is perfectly placed for me to be right here with you now and to help keep the galactic powers from ripping each other apart" a box appears in front of Yasir opening it up twelves separate items are enclosed but they are indescribable and useless to him though they are what his gods seek "The choice is yours oh and before i forget here i have no use for it do as you wish with it" she dismissively waves her hand and a biohazard crate appears inside is 100 frozen progenoid glands each containing the gene seed he was destined to master but something told him to leave Vania be for that to be fruitful. the void in the pool shifts and mixes encasing Vania in a sphere of deep black nothing with stars the pool emptied into one space containing a girl with powers capable to topple the universe but he yet again had a hard gut feeling that leaving her was a better option than killing her
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Bart lets out an irritated groan, looking the engine over. He gives Roddenberry a shake of his head, the gearhead looking around the vehicle. dropping to the ground and scanning over the dark, oil streaked street. "How'd that even come loose?" He tries not to look too conspicuous floundering around the rig, at times glancing up to see how Rod's search was going.