The Voyage of the Redfern(Open Atten Blue Star Destinations)

[Wolfenium]

"Can't say we're saints either, Doctor," Andriy admitted, "our soldiers had committed just as many crimes against the opposing side as them. War is never a pretty sight. But I still have faith in the Tsarina, that she'll set things right and restore peace to the world."

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"Coming," cried Irina from inside as she opened the door. As it turned out, she was already dressed for the occassion, albeit in a different way. Wearing holding a mink coat in her hand, her dress was considerably conservative - still 1920s technically, but mostly worn by older, upper class women.

"I had a feeling you'd be dressed like this..." Andriy mused, glancing her from head to toe. It was very clear she was a very conservative young girl, far above her age. With a frown on her face, she answered cynically, "like I was going to wear those gaudy flappers to the party. Who do you think I am? A hooker?"

Andriy tightened his lips in amusement. He struggled not to burst out in laughter. He was sure the woman would smash his face in if he did. Coughing out the hilarity, he continued, "I suppose we can carry on to the party then. Do you mind if I change first."

"Are you honestly going to go in THIS state," she questioned in suspicion, "you look as if you're going to bleed to death having your face smashed in. You're no match for that photocopy. You should just go back to Amythyst... unless you want to be at the party? Am I right?"

"Uhhhh..." Andriy paused in confusion, watching a smirk appear on the vampire's face. He had hardly seen the woman smile before. It felt very odd. "Are you OK, Madam?"

"...I guess..." she replied softly, the smirk vanishing in an instant, "I think I'm hanging around the joker way too long. In any case, if you want to have fun, just tell me. It's not like I'm going to stop you or anything. In fact... I think it's better you just stay out the way and have fun. It best for the both of us."

"Umm... OK..." Andriy agreed ignorantly, still trying to figure out what was happening. As he turned to the doctor for help, he asked, "can you help me change, Doctor? I can't really move my limbs very well right now."

[The Floor Kippers]

"There is No Right in war," Doc Charlie said, Taking Andriy's top off "Just Varying degrees of Wrong. Historians tent to say that the side who is least wrong is Right."
He turned to face Irina
"Miss Irina, don't worry about Andriy, I'll be with him at all times, a good doctor Never abandons his patient"

[Wolfenium]

"I guess," Andriy commented, stretching his acing hands out as the top slipped right off, "but for one thing, Astol actually has a neutral organization of historians dedicated to recording the history of our world, and even they have problems discerning who is right or wrong." His body, true to a hardened soldier, bore the scars of many battles from ages past. For the uninitiated, it seemed to invoke pity and queasiness at the same time.

As the vampire simply grunted in response, she asked, "where's the joker anyway? Isn't he done witch-hunting yet?"

[The Floor Kippers]

"He's dealt with Her alright, a little too enthusiastically" Doc Charlie said as a put a shirt on Andriy "Something came up afterwards that diverted his attentions"

[Wolfenium]

"Wait..." Irina asked suspiciously, glancing at an increasingly unnerved Andriy, who was hastily buttoning up his shirt, "you mean, he... killed her?"

[The Floor Kippers]

"No, We Stopped him in when He showed us to boast and show us to us that he had captured her and sealed her in the Transformation Chamber" Doc Charlie said Putting the Tweed Jacket on Andriy
"Can you do the tie or do you want me to do it for you?" He then asked Andriy

[Wolfenium]

"Uhh..." Andriy uttered, slipping on the coat slowly, "I've... never done ties before... I guess I need help, thanks."

Bending over to the doctor's ears, he whispered, "I don't think we should have told her where we're holding her." Glancing at the thinking girl, and distinctively hearing her whisper 'Transformation Chamber' under her breath, he continued fairly cautiously, "the Major is one thing, but her... I get the feeling she's going to throw the entire chamber into the ocean if given the chance."

[The Floor Kippers]

"If she does she'll endanger us all" Charlie whispered back, tying Andriy's tie "That thing weighs several gross tons, it ain't going anywhere anytime soon, besides the Transformation chamber is on a deck off limits to the public and I doubt if she knows where it is"

[Wolfenium]

"I... hope so..." Andriy replied softly, "let's just hope that chamber can block out auras. If she does as much as sense a hint of it, I think the whole route to the deck would be full of hull dents and shattered floorboards. Still, you have a point there."

"Boy," she grunted, glancing at the two suspiciously, "are you hiding something? Like where she is?"

"Madam," he replied almost instinctively, "I must request that you not act on impulse. The Major and I would interrogate her momentarily. I hope you could underst-"

"That woman..." she growled, baring her fangs like a tiger, "killed every member of my team. Every. Single. One. Give me one good reason why I shouldn't pound the blood out of her thick, empty skull."

"Because we could find out who's behind this!" he argued, "you honestly think someone like her would be compelled to do this alone!? We-"

"I know who did it," she snapped back, "I can name the mad scientist responsible right now. I don't need you to force any information out of her. It's not like it's going to work-"

"But she has ties with Wolfen terrorists! The same ones now tormenting the citizens back in the Motherland! The peace and stability of the Commonwealth is at stake here, we should-"

"Don't give me this noble crap, boy!" she howled, "I don't care two shits about the Motherland! The Motherland can die for all I care! I lost faith in the Commonwealth a long time ago! I've lost one too many friends because of their sickening greed and stupidity! Don't give me this bull crap, boy! Tell me where she is!"

"NO," he denied, "I can't do that!"

"Tell me..."

"NO!"

"TELL ME!"

"Enough already," whined another voice, "god you two are noisy... Can't you give it a rest, Irina?" It was none other than Svanir, pulling his tie up as he approached them.

"Sorry, Andriy," he apologized, scratching his head with an awkward smile, "didn't find any accomplice around. Any luck on your side?"

"More than you think... Doctor?" he replied indignantly, glancing back at Doc Charlie as he recalled the 'horror clip' he had just been through.

[The Floor Kippers]

"We caught a Glimpse of the sod when we went to the Haberdasher" Doc Charlie said
"Andriy, Do you want to change your trousers yourself or not?"

[Wolfenium]

"Umm," Andriy stuttered, fighting off the numbing pain to get up, "I think I can take it from here." Gesturing the doctor to leave, he whispered, "try to keep an eye on them. I can't say they're entirely willing to let the assassin live. Maybe distract them a little?"

Looking back at the doctor, Svanir stared with great intrigue, asking, "this sod... Mind describing him to us. I believe Irina of all people should know about this."

[The Floor Kippers]

"Longish black hair, narrow chin, Red eyes, an insane look on his face, Now equipped with a Costume meaning he'll blend into this party" Doc Charlie said

[Wolfenium]

"Well, at least we won't have much trouble tracking him down with that look," Svanir answered half-jokingly, "but in all honesty, unless we can determine his intentions, it's best not to act rashly.

"Try telling her that," Andriy replied pessimistically, as he raised a finger in the direction ahead, as Irina's shadow drifted further away.

As the duo tried to call her back, she responded with an ugly scowl. She was already livid over the clone assassin, who harassed her to no end like a squaking crow. All she wanted was to have a nice cruise back to Astol. To have yet another killer on her tail was pushing it.

"I'm done trying to figure out what's happening," she warned in an ominous tone, "next time someone tries to kill me, I'll rip him limb from limb. Now if you excuse me, I have a party to attend to."

As she stormed off in the distance, all the Major could do was sigh.

"We better keep an eye on her," he told the others, motioning the doctor to lead on, "for her sake and the other guy."

[The Floor Kippers]

Doc Charlie Had changed into his costume quickly while they were speaking
"Ready Andriy?" He asked

[Wolfenium]

"Anytime," Andriy confirmed as he checked his bearings and gripped his seat, ready to move off. The Major sensing something, took a step back. He certainly did not want to get into the way.

[The Floor Kippers]

Doc Charlie took hold of the wheelchair and Rolled Andriy out of the room and after Irina
"Oh, do hope no-one does anything rash"

[New Amerik]

As the group came into the party room, Drake spied them.

He threw his hands up and said, "Ah, more newcomers! Welcome!" Retribution and Vigilance, meanwhile, peered from his back, and lightly scanned the newcomers as well.

[Wolfenium]

As the Amythysians staggered into the party, Irina's eyes peered at the once again enigmatic New Amerikans. Forcing a smile as she hid her fangs beneath her lips, she quietly moved off, mwishing all the mmpd not to buns into any more nuisances.

"You must excuse her," Svanir explained as he chased after her, "she's not in her best mood right now, what with having an even more dangerous killer on board and all.

[The Floor Kippers]

Ten Cents Stepped up to the microphone
"Okay everyone, First Song of the evening is Nagasaki. If you don't know, this one's a foxtrot" He said with is Chicago Accent.
He Pointed at the rest of the Band and they Started to Play, With Ten Cents Singing in a Put on English accent.

Simon Smiled at Irina
"May I Have this Dance with you Miss? You Look like you need it" He asked Politely and slightly Nervously

[Wolfenium]

As Irina noticed the CEO offering to dance, her reaction changed dramatically.

"I... uhh... I don't know... I..." the girl stuttered uncharacteristically as she heard the music play.

"What's the matter," the Major yelled hysterically, "can't dance!?"

"I-" snapped the red-faced girl as she shot an indignant look at the laughing boy. Glancing back at the CEO, she had little alternative.

"He... has a point..." she covertly admitted, "I can't... dance..."

[The Floor Kippers]

"Don't worry, all of us can't dance at some point" Simon said "Its only a Fox trot, do you want me to teach you?"

[Wolfenium]

"Umm..." Irina answered nervously, taking his hand, "I guess..."

[The Floor Kippers]

Simon Smiled at Irina
"Right" He said "The Guide to good dancing says Face your partner, your right side aligned with the middle of your partner’s body."
He alinged himself as he said
"Clasp fingers, My Left hand to your right, Rest out other hands on each others shoulder blades"
He did as he said
"Now I Step slowly forward with my left foot and you step backwards, then slide your opposite foot to meet the my Lead one, then my right foot slowly forwards as the you stride back with your left, both of us again sliding the opposite foot to meet. I now Take a wide, quick step to my left foot, you mimick with my right, sliding the foot to meet again. The rhythm is two beats for each “Slow, slow,” and one beat for each “quick, quick.”. Then We Reverse the steps with me striding back as the you advance and again, I step to my left and you to your right on the quick steps, then we repeat that all moving around the room. Did you get that all?"

[Wolfenium]

"I... think so..." uttered the poor girl, as she shifted her legs intermittently and mechanically. Unfortunately, she found herself fumbling as she tried hard to keep up without crushing Simon's toes. Shame riddled her face as she heard the incessant laughter from her superior.

"That's not funny, you pig!" she yelled at Svanir before tripping over her own shoes, landing butt-first on the floor while the Major gasped for breath under the torrent of laughter funneling out his windpipe.

As he observed the woman's painful attempts, Andriy shouted a strange advice.

"Think of it as marching," he howled, "keep in step with the music and you'll be fine!"

"What?" remarked the baffled girl, still ailing on the floor, turning to the CEO, "what does he mean by that?"

[The Floor Kippers]

Simon offered his hand to Irina to help her off the ground, There was no mockery in his eyes, just the look of someone who had once been where she was now
"There is some truth to what Andriy says" He said "Move your feet to the Beat"