Pirate The Captain

"Once a refugee from our sister planet of Legion, he came forth from the Ark with  a clear goal in mind: regain what he lost when his home turned against him. He started small, going from ship to ship looking for those who've made home here but were unable to sustain themselves; looking through the vast selections of machine parts and other ship components; building relations from one backwater connection to another. All of this before his true colors began to emerge: Greed with a thirst for blood."
- Nautica Attack Survivor

Pirate Engineering the Finest

"I've asked myself the same question multiple times a week every time he yelled 'Oi!' or 'Aye!' whether he was serious about buying more tape to repair the crystalline reactor of the Stormchaser. He knows the ship inside, outside, port, and starboard, yet he doesn't read or write or even speak in a way even the best linguists can translate, but his knowledge in mathematics, engineering, and theoretical energy blew my mind the first time the Stormchaser suffered her first power failure. He held up his hand with the fingers spread, 'five' is all he said and by God, he got the ship working again in just five minutes. Whatever method he used to fix the ship, it works, whether it be taking the time to repair the ship's mechanism or  swooning the old fishing boat with his fine behind. One thing is clear, he'll never leave the ship alone, having that butt planted somewhere on board doing God know what to keep her running."

-Rehhas of the Stormchasers

Bantioc Marcus Roh

Lad...

"... What are you doing down there?"

It's not everyday to come across one of the higher ranked officers of the Bantioc Navy, strolling down the more hushed halls of the Exodus. An engineer may pop his head out from the lower hatches for a quick breath of fresh air before going back to work... but that said fresh air on that particular day was thick with the musk of the Fleet Admiral.

"Report to my quarters... and bring a towel."

"Sir, yes sir... with pleasure, sir!"

Pirate Ain

"Ain. He's a unique lad I met during my time with the Stormchasers. I was never able to tell if he was high on the herbs he constantly smoked, or was genuinely carefree. Quite the large fellow, too, seeing how he was either drinking or munching on anything that came close to his mouth. With that said, I'd hate to see the tailor who tried to make his clothes fit; such a large frame even for a dragonkin, I swear even the largest Kanis Dragonkin waist sizes wouldn't even come close getting past those enormous buttocks let alone his belly.

But, he's a memorable, invaluable friend of mine. Hardly able to talk fluently nor even read the simple alphabets, he's intellectually sheltered, but with his knowledge in one of the hardest mechanisms of a ship, I'm still puzzled on how he acquired such knowledge on a subject matter my engineers still struggle to understand.

Ain is someone I'd call a true friend. His open arms policy always kept my spirit high, his smile somehow forced a smile on my face, and his laughs only brought more laughs from all of us. It's impossible to make him feel sad or depressed. With his attitude, I can't even imagine what tragedy would somber his cheerful nature.

I remember when we first met, with my depression at its lowest point and thoughts of suicide flowing in and out, he first intruded into my life with my wallet in his hand, and a smile of some town idiot. The events of that night still haunts me yet it's a lot less daunting, knowing he was the one who gave his time and effort in keeping me from taking my own life. a few days after, he offered his friendship and I turned it down. It wasn't long before we became friends, though, going through hardships together and keeping an eye about of each other even if we were at opposite ends of a spectrum.

Funny... I even punched his face in rage, slammed him to a wall with anger, and shouted in his ear with fury, and every time, he hasn't fought back, only wanting to help.

I will admit, he was also the first person I've had a legitimate homosexual attraction to. It was... in lack of better words, strange. As you know, I love my wife, and mentor my son, yet on rare occasions, I still go see him. He'd always welcome me with a hug I can't pull away from and a kiss that melts my stress away. Of course, I feel a bit guilty of my actions in the past, yet he keeps assuring me it's a natural thing. Love can't be bottled up for a later time, it'll only grow heavier and heavier until the heart sinks into depression. That lesson kept me from falling back into depression and I still  struggle to repay him for it.

I would've opted to stay with him on board the Stormchaser, his friendship is invaluable to lose. If given the chance, I'd invite him on board the Exodus, a comrade I can rely on even if it's only for a moment." - Marcus Roh, Fleet Admiral of the Bantioc Naval Forces on board the Bantioc Flagship Exodus

Bantioc Good Morning, Unity of Trinity

"Good Morning, Unity of Trinity! it is another beautiful day up here in the Bantioc Airspace of Exodus, we're expecting to see a long set of clear skies and smooth flying as far as the eyes can see! and another set of good news for you with allergies, the Unity of Trinity hydroponics has closed off those pesky vents to control the pollen content in the air so you fellas can breathe easier! Now onto the daily commute: Shuttles are ranging from class transports to personnel carriers. Naval Forces and associates who commute can have the easy ride to and from the Exodus with no hassle of delays or time gated docks. Those who plan on taking the usual Shuttle Six may want to transfer over to an earlier flight seeing how she's suffered some problematic Engine Fatigue. Hah hah, as we all know, it was going to happen sooner or later. Good thing that the engineers pulled her off the flights before something worse can happen. That's all for the morning minute hosted here by the Unity of Trinity Ship-wide Broadcasting Network, and have a beautiful, sunny day! This is Comms Officer Helios Uptouya, signing off!"

- Unity of Trinity Ship-wide Broadcasting Network Comms Officer Helios Uptouya

A typical morning setting of the Bantioc Super Dreadnought Unity of Trinity long before the Lunchtime Rush-hour.

Galivas Taming the Beast

The deep growls and muffled moans were heard throughout the corridors. Some of the Palace residents looked around their general areas to see what was going on but quickly dismissing as nothing more than the cold winds blowing through the palace halls and the rattling of the icicles that hung from the edges of the structure.

No one dared to even mention the true reason.

It was obvious of why and understandable because of a certain outcome, and many prefer to let the two what they do best. So privileged to reside on the palace grounds rather than mustering around the Military Complex, the two lovers figured it was an opportunity to share a more intimate gesture.

"I want to know what it feels like... what it feels like to be the submissive partner."

"My love, you've just made your biggest mistake..."

It wasn't long for the night to drag on for the palace residents, periodically hearing a deep muffled roar from the corridors or a moan that brought a few into a state of wild fantasy but one thing is for certain: The beast was tamed that night but still with little hope of mercy to the predator.

Galivas The Predator

It was a dark, cold night, the sound of metal grinding against stone, a familiar squeaking of a heavy wheel. He made his way to the chambers, wanting to find a comforting bed after a long night at the Military Complex, dealing with the off-season diplomacy and temporary armistice, he just wanted a comfortable ground to lay on. What he finds inside, though.... is a much different story.