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T'rch'x H'li'son is a part of the K'clection race, this race is what earthly types would refer to as an "insect" race, specifically a subspecies which one would refer to as a Beatle . T'rch'x H'li'son is additionally what one would call "retired" but also one who is actually rather TIRED of being retired. Now simply watching the holoprojector with an odd patch on his arm and a rather glazed look in his eyes. The chittering and chattering away wasn't nearly enough to silence the distinctive sound of a communication device on his desk going off, which was in fact a problem as looking over at the device revealed a familiar face, what earthly types would refer to looking moth like, her grey soft fur of course burned in his mind his eyes nearly tearing up as he let out a small sigh turning up the holoprojector and ignoring the device replacing the patch on his arm with a new one as he threw the old one in the trash, which was now nearly overflowing with said patches. The holoprojector was currently on what people would refer to as a "talk show" though they were talking about the days events in a more casual light, it was a lot of the same chattering away in his chittery language.

"The A'cih'tha initiative has put eighty billion more credits towards ascending more of the K'clection race, another generous donation in order to put our kind among the stars along with everyone else." T'rch'x having a bit of a think about how many credits that even was before a name he vaguely recognized showed up on the screen. "K'lztn Rc'ard or in star speak Kelton Record was found dead in a research lab orbiting the planet Kelton Record had recently been ascended by the Oktomber Research Association" when he heard this name his head tilted, he was sure he heard that name before, it nearly coming back to him before the image of their green face appeared on screen, a grasshopper an in the photo actually looking pretty nice and tall. The rest of the report had been drowned out by a sudden memory of this man, only in his memory his face was bleeding, bleeding by punches which T'rch'x had thrown himself he letting out an odd sigh as more memories came flooding back he immediately grabbing another patch and putting it on his arm, this immediately suppressing these and brought him back to his lethargic state of being as he changed the channel.

It took a little while longer until he heard a knock at his door looking over at his holoprojector, now showing outside his apartment, showing an image which he definitely recognized this time, but her eyes were definitely different, darker, and tired. He still attempted to look away looking back to the holoprojector which was now talking about which foods could harbor the K'lichi virus if not prepared properly when he heard the familiar chittering from the door. "I can hear your holoprojector I need to talk to you" he would have still been trying to ignore it turning up the holoprojector, but soon the knocks on the door were very loud thuds, he immediately getting up to the door very quickly opening it before the moth could knock a second time, she glaring at him as she held her now sore hand pushing her way inside quite rudely having T'rch'x stumble back. "You haven't been answering my calls" she stated with quite a fiery demeaner looking over at his arm seeing two patches. "Ah, I see why." She stated with a rather horrid glare, T'rch'x grabbing at the patches and throwing them in the trash still having slurred speech. "If I recall correctly your words were /I never want to hear or see you again/ thought it was only proper that it goes both ways, especially considering the circumstances, thanks for having me remember what I was trying to forget" He stated just going over to his seat gesturing to the other seat in the room. "How is J'kck'ep?" He asked with an odd chitter at the end, indicating a bit of hopefulness she letting out a small sigh. "Um... not good, seeing you were watching the news I am sure you know why I'm here" She stated gesturing to the holoprojector as he let out a small laugh. "I don't got the cash for you, barely have enough for me"

She sighed a bit more glaring a little more "hoping you would be a little more sensitive" his glares getting more extreme at this point "Sensitivity, not gonna have any sensitivity for the guy who stole my life, what you expect?" He stated letting out a good chuckle "I ran out of sensitivity to give." His eyes moving back to the holoprojector as she kept talking "You know he was a good man, someone who actually isn't fucking patched up all the time... you know J-kck'ep took it the hardest, he hasn't even talked to me about it and... I just..." she would have been shaking a little keeping it together for right now gripping onto her sore hand, his eyes wandering back to her now reddened wrist, he letting out another long sigh as he moved on over to his minifridge opening it to a bunch more patches, he reaching instead for a bit of cool spray, moving on over in front of her. "Here" he stated softly grabbing at her wrist and keeping it still as he sprayed it, the reddening reducing a good amount as she could only sit there and tear up a bit. "T-thanks..." she said a bit awkwardly looking down at her wrist with a small sigh. "They ruled it a suicide... the investigative department..." she stated as an odd spark erupted in his eye, she immediately recognized this, knowing it from his olden days. He knew this didn't make sense, even from the little information he had,why would someone kill themself after being ascended? "I... hm..." he stated chittering in an odd fashion walking over to a drawer nearby, opening it and seeing his stylus and pda dusty and worn with age. "I... still don't know why it is my problem" he said, closing the drawer rather suddenly and going back to his seat and reaching for the patches nearby. "J'kck'ep doesn't believe it either... he ended up having a fit, about it... asked about my sense of justice, said that T'rch'x would have found out what happened and done something about it, now seeing he was wrong about you" She stated staring at him, his eyes freezing a moment, T'rch'x knew exactly what she was doing, the tactics used here, and the worst part about it was that it had worked. "Seriously, what else are you gonna do?" She asked as he just paused for a moment. "I'm sure the whole suicide thing was a misunderstanding of sorts, ill... ill call in and see what it is all about, but won't be pursuing it further" He stated moving on over to his communicator. "I'll call you if I get anything I'chil'i" He stated looking at her, she swiftly starting to leave, looking back and seeing a familiar glint in his eye. "Surely a misunderstanding..." he repeated as she let out a small chuckle, she had surely hooked him in.

It was quite a ways to call who he wanted to call, mostly due to the fact that since he last talked to him it had been just about four promotions having to move up the chain of command, when he finally got him on the line he asked "This is Melborn speaking, how may I help you?" The line spoke un-enthusiastically, a chuckle erupting from T'rch'x "Ah come on M'lck'bn the don't tell me all this star talk nonsense has gotten to you too" He stated as a rather enthusiastic chitter erupted over the line "Al-'ke'bn'ti! T'rch'x H'li'son my gosh, been like four years since I have seen you, what is goin on?" He let out a small chuckle again at his rather quick character change in the presence of a fellow K'clection. "I got a favor to ask M'lck'bn, just wanted to check in about a recent case" He stated M'lck'bn suddenly sounding rather excited "Ohh you gonna be getting back into it? What case you needin?" He asked, he could already hear his wings buzzing in the background all excited like with a bit of an odd chitter. "Um no, this is just more of a checkup on a relevant case to me, seeing about a followup one K'lztn Rc'ard" A chuckle could be heard over the mic "alright~ just a /checkup/ totalllyyy" It was obvious that M'lck'bn wasn't believing any of it typing away at his keyboard, "Still same missive?" T'rch'x chittered an affirmative response simply now logging into his account. Soon getting the file rather swiftly, "Alright, um... you sure this is it?" He asked, looking it over with a bit of an odd chitter letting out an odd sigh. "Yeah... what is it?" T'rch'x looked at the report, or rather the sad excuse of a report, a singular photograph of the body on the floor. "What? K'et'chi made this report?" He chittered out in disbelief sighing a little "I know he is better than this... if I made a report like this back in the day you would have gotten onto me" M'lck'bn chittered in response to this "I did, filed an official complaint and was told by upper management to drop it" He replied sighing a little bit at this. "Is K'et'chi in the office right now? Would like to talk to him" M'lck'bn let out a rather interesting life "That is where the plot thickens even more, he was ascended, part of the recent A'cih'tha initiative for /stellar detective work/ in reaction to K'lztn's ruling of a suicide" T'rch'x let out a rather long sigh putting his hand to his forehead. "What is it?" M'lck'bn asked with a bit of a worried chitter tilting his head. "Headaches again?" he asked as T'rch'x spoke "Oh... just looking at the edge of this hole, wondering how deep it goes, hah... " M'lck'bn letting out a small chuckle he clicking a little. "Ah, need me to come over then?~" He asked a little bit in an odd tone with a bit of an odd chitter. "Um... no thanks M'lck, maybe another time" He stated recovering from the small fluster from other memories rushing back sighing a little bit "Do you by chance have the displacement ip of the company that was ascending K'lztn?" He asked with a bit of an odd chitter. "Ah, um one moment," He stated typing a few things before hitting enter. "Look it up yourself next time, their displacement ip is public knowledge, i'll send it through missive" He stated with a bit of an odd chitter. "So... the department didn't get in touch with the ascender? Is it normal not to tell the ascender about the verdict before releasing it to the holo?" He stated referring to the general media. M'lck letting out another laugh here "Oh very normal for every ascender other than the big one, I mean Oktomber is obviously very busy with other things, meanwhile ascending is all The A'cih'tha Initiative does" T'rch'x let out a small odd chitter at this moving around his mandibles here. "Your department isn't exactly gonna be scrambling to be funding this, seeing their reaction to you even you looking into K'et's half baked report, welp, time to put forward my charm in order to get funding from Oktomber" He stated cracking his knuckles a little bit. M'lck interjected here with a bit of a nervous chitter, "be sure to use a star speak friendly name?" He stated as T'rch let out a rather angry sounding chitter. "Right... hate that... um... what could I use?" M'lck chittered out "Tarchix seems good, Tarchix Helision" He stated eliciting a bit of an odd growl from T'rch. "Al'ab'st department of public relation..." he stated recognizing the name from his old days, the thing which probably got him fired in the first place. "People come from the stars thinking they can change everything, our names, our language just because they have trouble hearing and pronouncing" He stated sighing a small bit bringing his hand up to his forehead groaning yet again. "Come on T'rch~ you do sound pretty stressed, could come over, don't have to worry about I'chil'i anymore~" He stated having T'rch let out another odd sigh, "Perhaps soon, but still have to finish this case, ill keep in touch" He stated hanging up letting out an odd sigh, M'lck certainly knew how to get his blood warmed, now writing out the displacement ip message to Oktomber.

"This is Tarchix Helision" his blood practically boiled over writing that name especially in star speak "I writing you concerning a recent death which id personally like to look over, someone you recently - " he typed into his search engine to find out exactly how the explain this "funded due to research, found various parts of death and everything around it suspicious, especially seeing as you were not contacted during investigation." his typing being very slow and horrid due to attempting starspeak he sighing a little bit at this tapping his desk a little. "In short, investigation ruled suicide, investigator of it ascended, was want info on what he research" He wrote stopping and looking over the message, it felt so sloppy, but he really didn't know starspeak enough to type it competently, he then clicking on the holoprojector not really expecting to get a message back for a few weeks, but it only took 2 hours for someone to reply, and surprisingly in his native language "Hello Tarchix, if you would like me to call you that, we have gotten word of K'tztn's death and were deeply troubled by it, not being notified tends to be pretty normal though and we didn't think there was much we could add to the investigation. From our papers on the K'clection race we have noticed an odd trend of suicides after ascension which we thought was simply a reaction to a suddenly changing situation which wasn't good for K'clection, but I was very surprised of K'tztn meeting the same fate here, such a bright mind tainted by a simply scene change is highly unusual. K'tztn was working on a magnetic propulsion prototype before his untimely demise, the propulsion especially would be useful in the vacuum of space since maneuvering objects without them having their own propulsion system is rather tricky " The words at first instilled a good amount of hatred for him but he calmed himself writing back now made easier in his native language. "Hello, thanks for your speedy reply, you can simply call me T'rch'x, it does sound like he was an intelligent guy, though I do personally believe that there is a lot more to the story than this. Hoping to get some kind of funding for this." It took a few minutes for them to reply to this before their final email came through.

"Here is what we can do, there is a public transit ship going up to the station tomorrow, we will include what we can in the care package involved with the case, it won't be much but from what your ex-mate said you aren't exactly gonna take no for an answer and we better just give you what we can provide and let you be on your way. We do not have any funds to really put to any of this further, what we can say is that there are some research notes which your department seemed to /fail/ either intentionally or unintentionally to bring to us despite the fact that legally, whatever THAT means, belongs to us. We will give a substantial amount for the return of this data." The beetle considered this looking across the message with an odd chitter, looking back to his holoprojector yammering away about the latest new fashion craze that's sweeping the world and the controversies related to that, the same boring shite, day after day, never stopping. He finally wrote back with an interesting chitter. "I'm in, where do you want me to be and when?" He typed hitting send.

The place of meeting was of course the nearby depot, the frequent transits of various insects always going up there caused it to be fairly packed, the hustle and bustle of the busiest of bugs breaking through and onto the ship causing T'rch's antenna to twitch wildly, he checking his PDA for exactly where he was going, cabin 34, he slowly moving over to the cabin trying to not interfere with the various others as they tried to speed towards their cabin as fast as they could, as if somehow being in their seat made the ship take off faster, he carefully opening up the door and closing it gently behind him. He only had a mere moment settling in his seat before he heard a signature beep of a message on his PDA, he quickly checked it, it simply said /Under your seat/. Beneath his seat was a cheap and unmarked box, something with a removable lid, the first item he saw was a labcoat which adorned the top, a name tag already being on it saying "Tarchix Helision" he letting out a mild growl at this moving the lab coat up before seeing something which made him put the lab coat back into the box, covering the item. He pausing a moment before going over to the door of the cabin, locking it and drawing the blinds to prevent any passersby from seeing inside. Once secured he went back to the box carefully removing the lab coat again and reaching into the box, pulling out a rather nasty looking space gun, it had a rather hearty blueish bulb at the back, a self explanatory looking trigger and a switch at the back, he carefully reading the paper coming with said arm. The switch is to turn on the thing, trigger is to fire, he simply hitting the switch causing the firearm to light up at said bulb, it glowing an odd dark blue, he looking back to the paper, "WARNING this weapon IS deadly force" he paused a moment looking back at the weapon before turning off the switch and putting it back in the box looking at the other item included, a simple id with his starspeak name and picture, he pausing and grabbing his personal ID out of his satchel comparing the two, same picture. A rather concerned sounding chitter erupting from him as he put away his personal ID putting that in his pocket and adorning the lab coat and carefully equipping the firearm underneath his coat an odd sound emanating from the depth of the ship. As it lifted off he thought for a moment grabbing a communicator antenna piece out of his bag and moving it up, attaching it discreetly to the base of his antenna. He grabbing his PDA and making an outbound call through the ship's router, after a little bit of references and a connection was made. "T'rch, what a surprise, I thought this was a simple inquiry, going to correct a misunderstanding with the research," T'rch let out a small chuckle "Well, as it turned out there is more to this story M'lck'bn, and maybe you could leak a small document, heard there was an investigation, just need the notes from the investigation, at least if you can get them for me. M'lck'bn let out a rather chittery laugh at this as you could hear their little legs tapping furiously. "Just like old times right? T'rch couldn't help but smile, past memories flowing back, just an indication of the good old days. "Just like old times~" He said, a hint of flavor ending his words as a long beep erupted from the speakers. "Jelson Station, all coming off on Jelson Station, be careful T'rch~, you know how some of these, mysteirous suicides get~" T'rch let out a small chuckle walking to the closed door with the communicator, "Oh come on M'lck'bn stop calling it that, its obvious isn't it~ talk to those people for me M'lch, you know I can't talk to them, my emotions get in the way." M'lck'bn just laughed again tapping a few times on her keyboard, "as you stated, just like ol-" They were intrerrupted by the loud speakers, "Last call for Jelson Station" He finally putting the communicator away again, walking down the street towards the destonation, "Oktomber Research Lab K'clection Branch".

Once inside a security officer just looking at his book with intent looking up to T'rch his horn seeming overbearing, the rhino looking an eye to the new face, so you are the new /researcher/ heard you were going to the electromagnetic department, "Um yes, here is my id... I... um, am not used to lab enviroments" He stated the security smiling with an odd sigh, "New graduate ey? You know this is where you will shine, you made it" The security winked at him, despite Tarchix having no sort of scientific background Tarchix felt as if he was introducing him to a new kind of life. "Well then, where are.. the um..." Security laughed a moment. "Doctor Alkaca will give you the grand tour~" He stated motioning over to the doorway, a rather peculiar /fly/ like insect his eyes darting to various curiousities in the room. "My gosh... Doctor Tarchix, heard of your work" He stated moving on to his shoulder "There is so much to discuss~" He stated moving his arm around him blinking a little as they moved along, the doctor looking down at the security guard, back in the depths of his book. He now whispering with intent, "They cleaned his room, the investigation did, so fast we could barely really save anything..." T'rch let out a small chitter looking back as Alka smiled a bit. "I did mean I admired your work, the J'ickacki investigation, recall barely anything to work off of " He lifted a hand letting out a small chuckle. "Now now, we are not talking about that investigation are we? We are talking about this one, what was he researching doctor?" He asked as they walked the doctor gesturing to the lab, again "Electromagnetic Department, or in simple terms railgun technology, but a new kind of tech, he was able to effect any element with that magnet, didn't have to be magnetic, can you imagine the implications, generating ne-" Tarchix let out a small sigh the character smirking a little nodding a little. "Yes I know, rambling, let me leave you to your work" He stated gesturing to the room, Tarchix widening his eyes with a a look back to his PDA, giving M'lck'bn another call as he opened the door and stepped in. "So those crime scene photos do you got them?" He asked looking down at his PDA. M'lck'bn letting out their signature purr like chitter "Yes, and more, that PDA is a tool point it at the things we need baby~" they stated as he walked in sniffing the air with his twitching antenna, what one would call bleach was stinking up the room, looking to Alkaca still in the doorway. "Is it normally this ridiculously clean?" He asked letting out a sort of antenna cough, "No, Doctor Rc'ard kept it messy, with all his... t-theroies" Alkaca let out a sort of sudden noise seeming to be about to break down. "It didn't make sense, h-he was on a breakthrough" Tarchix nodded looking away. "Just leave me be, ill be done in 10 minutes, 15 minutes tops" he chittered out Alka nodding and going out the door before Tarchix got to work.

He quickly moved on over looking at what he had, singular crime scene photo, showing the poor K'lztn, after what had happened, he rubbing his face before his antenna twitched a little, something fell on them, he tilting his head as he smelled it, Ash, looking up revealed the source, pointing the odd device and saying to Melborn. "Found something, what is..." The many legs tapping away on the phone letting out a nice chuckle, "Its Ash Tr'ch, a round ash part on the celling. Tarch looked back to the photo blinking a little, "The angle, he was 8"7, the only place that mark ended up on that celling is, that..." He looked back to where the line now traced in his head, to the head, to the celling, and backward, he walked over to the station window, pointing down at the windows of a bar, late night, bright lights going on in there, he letting out a small laugh tapping the PDA with a chuckle. "I think, that bar looks nice, lets go there, oh ill go there... hah..." He opened the door nearly coliding with Alka as he turned off his communicator. "Oh... h-have you finished with it?" He asked Tarch tapping his head letting out a nice chitter. "Thanks, ill keep your organization posted, ill be in touch~" He stated tapping the fly's shoulder eliciting a small awkward chitter from him. "O-um... of- of course T-Tarch..." Tarchix let out a small laugh as he tapped his shoulder moving on his way, Alka letting out a small chuckle moving back into the electomagetic lab.

The affair in the bar was rather odd, it looked almost as if an exotic lasershow was happening and the view was steller stars seeming to be edited to seem almost as if one was hallusinating, the very place eminated exotic musics the likes of which Tarch had ever seen, he approaching the barkeep, green and blue scales shining in the rather exstravigant light he letting out a small chuckle as he looked him up and down, at the moment he wore a rather classical looking coat looking to the barkeep as he eyed the PDA in his front pocket. "Heh, person like you went snooping in the building, surprised he didn't stick around... the twitch in your antenna, I know you, don't I? Hah, M'lck'bn talked about how you smelled, like-" Tarch lifted his hand causing the bartender to shut it for a moment deciding to finally lean forward. "I got something for you~ in the back~" He stated his odd scales turning to a more purple kind of color, as if shifting with his general aura. Tarchix let out a small chuckle taking off his coat.

It did indeed take a while to um, wrestle data out of that scaled being, Tarch putting back on his coat as he looked back at the gecko, now in bed in a much more compromising position, he soon getting up and quickly getting some more things on, though then moving on over to a dresser opening it up and lifting something up. "Told you, I had something~" He stated moving on over to him with what looked like some sort of card, Tarchix taking it and blinking a moment. "What is this?" He stated letting out a small laugh the Gecko letting out a small giggle as he placed it in a very specific place into his PDA."You will see, was told to destroy it, but I didn't~" He stated gesturing to his PDA, it showed an odd sort of nightly cam, a bot coming into the bar, well breaking the window. an odd box on his back, as he watched it suddenly cut when the bot looked the way of the cam. The gecko let out a small laugh here saying to him. "My boss, told me to destroy it, so I kept it~ Seemed pretty... interesting~" He stated as Tarch nodded, letting out an odd sigh. "So, got a place to sleep here? I think I need to... do some more things in the morning"

It was a quick day later, a small snack in the morning and off he went, where, well all he thought is maybe it took a little more science to understand what went on here. After a few weeks he felt as if his head was going to explode, atoms, weirdness with magnets, they barely meant anything to him, but certainly something to Melborn, his relaying doing him good as a week had passed, and through Melborn he understood a little more, "Well you see, T'rch~ any atoms being magnetic, that would make you able to move atoms at will right, make anything you want from base alloys?" Tarch couldn't really take it much more, but just when he couldn't take it he got a call from someone, "Hey, T'rch right? we heard about you, maybe we could have a little chat, id like to know more about all this electromagnetic things, thought you might need funding for that kind of thing, mind if we have a chat? Name is K'elc'k my office is suite 304 of the A'cih'tha Initiative " Tarch blinked a little holding the communicator, something in his gut telling him he needed to see this fellow. "Ill see you soon," A rather interesting chitter erupted from the device. "It is settled then, come as soon as possible, don't be late, have an empty stomach when you arrive" The voice finally dimmed as the communicator went down, a small apprehensive chitter was erupted from him but he knew there was something to this.

It didn't take long to find the A'cih'tha Initiative building, it was smack dab in the middle of the station with many people buzzing past he looking at his notes as he stepped inside Suite 305, immediately coming across a scene which one could only describe as compromising as he exited immeidately with much appologies, he going into 304 now, and immediately looking about the space, a buffet of epic proportions set out, he immediately going over to the table and scarffing down what was most appatizing completely ignoring the small robotic companion which was sat nearby at least for now. "Hahah... haven't eaten iv seen?" Tarchix chittered with an odd delight. "Haven't since I gotten on this station... hah... been pretty engrosed in my work you see, certainly you can understand that K'elc'k" He stated the bot beeping in a rather appealing way as he gestured to the food. "Well that isn't right in the slightest, good science requires able mind am I correct?" He stated watching him. "So... did you work closely with Doctor Rc'ard?" The bug shook his head, his antenna now twitching as his eyes looked across the room. "No, though he was one who I admired greatly, it is a shame isn't it, such a young mind snatched due to the chaos of a brilliant mind eh?" He stated having to grit his teeth a little, Rc'ard noddling a little gesturing a bit around as he asked. "So is this your office?" He chittered looking about at the various pieces of art from various different artists, Tarchix moving up to one, "an abstraction piece, depicting the strange moons of Icaplat 7, a place which only existed therotically, and from the folklore of the Yupitent, beautiful isn't it?" he asked looking to Tarchix with a small chuckle, it was in fact awe inspiring, he seeming to note something down with his PDA. "What you doing there?" He asked looking at him as Tarchix chittered with what would be a friendly twitch of his antenna. "You know us scientists, always taking notes" He stated looking across the painting K'elc'k nodding a little letting out a small sigh. "Let me get straight to the point here Tarchix, I understand Oktomber Research only has you on a temporary pass, and the A'cih'tha Initiative would like to formally enter you into our research department, follow up Doctor Rc'ard's work, and perhaps... new work, on new worlds" He stated gesturing to the art on the wall. "The artist of this, was H'lcksn, no scientific experience in the slightest, but he followed the reports of this place in folklore to the letter, and we have already shipped him out to area, working on making this artwork" He stated gesturing to it again. "A reality" Tarchix let out a rather interesting chuckle here seeming to get into character here. "The Oktomber Research facility knows nothing of my true work, they aren't giving me enough here, need more authority to truely carry on with my experiements, they haven't even given me the previous notes of Doctor Rc'ard" The bot seemed to go blue a moment before returning to its stock sort of purple self. "Well, to be honest Rc'ard worked a lot with us,his notes are still with us, we could provide those in fact, we could immediately start working Doctor H'li'son" He stated letting out a small series of beeps Tarchix adjusted his labcoat seeming to look pleased at this. "Doctor... H'il'son, nice ring to it right?" He let out a rather interesting laugh, it only took mere moments of delay for the bot to come out with a laugh of his own. "Yes indeed, it is your title, so I assume we start work immediately" He stated Tarchix nodding as he moved towards the door." Let me put in my resignation with Oktomber, and we can get on our way"

The message was in fact "Got into A'cih'tha Initiative research, will keep you updated on it." The research division seemed to not even hide a bit of their research, though they were hasily scrawed notes along with another researcher's notes involving what kind of substances could potentially be created with this kind of thing, these seemed to be substances that would be able to push more power out of material, somewhat, Tarchix only slightly understood, Melborn seemed to completely understand somehow, must have been the dealings with the Oktomber Research Instutute. "Alright T'rchy~ just about done here, we are still... taking the research back to Oktomber right?" Melborn asked, Tarchix letting out a small chuckle. "Yes, Oktomber posts their findings, for all to see, they aren't exactly a company which I would say is the one hiding things." He stated before Melborn chimed in. "You know... the A'cih'tha Initiative is a powerful organization here... if you do this, you won't be able to come back to this planet, but... Oktomber, has indeed promised refuge, through a certain division... I... I think they will interogate me T'rch, still in the department see and there is a clear record of me helping you with this." She let out an odd chitter tapping a few times on the keyboard as Tarchix looked over an email sent by Oktomber seeing the supplies, expecting another passanger ship ticket there but instead, included was a location, hanger 7, and a passcode, Jeperson." Tarch examined this as he started to gather up the notes, gathering it all with a rather interesting chitter. "Melborn... I will offer you this once, I want you as my" He was interupted by Melborn over the speaker chittering out with glee. "YES, I mean.. um sure, that sounds pretty nice sir," Once T'rch had everything he started out the door towards the front, a rather large looking piece of meat blocking his way. "Where you going with all those notes..." He asked as Tarch let out a small chuckle patting his head. "You know how progress goes... don't stop me K'elc'k ordered me" He stated the man looking a little confused getting on his communicator as Tarch walked past him into the busy streets.

It only took about 30 seconds for people to be following him, a couple officers with a communicator in their ear, not even hiding it, it took them an additional 45 seconds to indeed confirm that Tarchix was under no kind of order from K'elc'k at which point they heightened their pace behind him. "Hey we would like a few wor-" Tarchix at this moment ran, papers in a ball in his hands as the steps behind him increased, finally a rather loud sound erupting behind him, and heat on his back his shell being super heated by the blaster, though his shell kept him, somewhat safe with only minor burns, his pace increased as he got to the hanger bay with record speed, he frantically yelling out Jeperson as he boarded the ship, quickly hitting some buttons, which he hoped was doing something calling Melborn with a bit of a strange laugh. He exiting the station with the ship spinning out of control, his ship hitting the antenna on the way out as he let out a rather shrill and exited kind of laugh. "So i'm on my way to your position" Melborn sounded a little frantic "Ah, um there are... men here... iv locked them out for now but I have about 5 minutes before they break in, can you be here in 4?" They asked letting out a small laugh of their own as they attiquitely stated. "I have no idea! ah, this ship is faster than I though, so, I think this map is showing me where the offices are, ill be there very shor-"

Melborn was very politely waving at the men cutting through the door, she was a rather striking dragonfly so he certainly kept one of their eyes on her. One of the officers letting out a small laugh.. "You have done it again Melborn, but you can't keep in there forever," The general tone seemed rather light hearted, as if this was some sort of prank by Melborn, but he knew exactly what they had done, her communicator open as she got an update from Tarchix. Crazy, it almost seemed like he was coming at the station at... oh... OH Melborn IMMEDIATELY took cover under a desk as there was a large crashing sound the odd ship sparking a little as the door opened, Melborn getting out from under her desk. "You... have no idea how to fly that ship do you?" Melborn asked giggling as she stepped in, the door to the office having been opened by the crash as the various officers got up and saw Melborn and Tarchix getting into the vehicle sounds of blaster fire erupting from behind the door as it lifted off rather clumsy like a very supercharged sound erupting as it sped off at mach 6, as all the windows in the area shattered rather spectacularly into the streets, a good few buggos coming out of their buildings to see what kind of thing occured.

Melborn was laughing out loud, she in fact couldn't stop laughing for quite a while after their drive had powered up, leaving many ships in the dust as they couldn't track the vessel anymore. Once the autopilot engage she went on over to Tarchix who was sitting strapped into his chair this entire time. She embracing him as Melborn let out a rather interesting chitter, they saying. "A rather showy entrance Tarch... you know you can get out of your seat now?" Tarch very carefully unbuckling his seatbelt seeming to be shaking as he stood, maybe because he had a dragonfly wrapped around him. His eyes drifting to the front as they watched the stars move past them at high speed, Melborn chuckling as he said. "Beautiful isn't it?" Tarchix could only nod blinking a little as they looked down at Melborn. "Just like old times" He stated letting out a small chuckle Melborn laughing out louder. "Oh... a little different this time around though... you know... the Oktomber Institute said they would like to fund certain... um... adventures of yours... she typing away on the computer looking back at Tarchix. He letting out a small laugh, "Oh no, was wanting to just go on a far planet, retire, and never think about this aga-" Tarchix couldn't keep a straight face letting out a hearty laugh "Hah... so... what did they say we were doing, this Oktomber institute?" He asked looking at her with a tilt of their head. "Well... unlike what A'cih'tha wanted us to believe... the universe isn't as organized as they said~" She stated tapping on the keyboard. "So, what is it that you said you wanted when you were a just a detective, when first contact was made and you were staring at the stars." Tarchix walked over to the front screen letting out a small chuckle. A message popping up on screen, Melborn quickly clicking it open as she twitched her antenna, "A message from Oktomber, a planet with a mysterious device in its caves have requested a pickup for said device... a sort of reiligion based around it asked for help specifically." Tarch let out a small chitter sitting down back in his chair "Where is this located?" He asked as Melborn stated. "Nomacon 7, from the Horsehead Nebula~" Tarchix looked forward then back at himself labcoat still adoring his body as he stated with a rather commanding voice. "Well then, to Nomacon 7 then. "Yes captain~" Melborn stated as Tarchix stated. "That is Doctor H'il'son to you" Melborn couldn't help but laugh a small bit Tarchix laughing in turn. "Whatever you like Melborn, whatever you think suits me the best" Melborn let out a small long chitter reminding herself of what he wanted back in the day letting out a small long chitter. "Well, I think you are sir T'rch'x H'li'son, captain of the ship The CSS G'laxain, so should I call you... Captain T'rch'x?" Melborn asked prompting his antenna to twitch, the captain looking over to Melborn with an odd deep desire in his eyes. "YES" prompting a rather hearty laugh from the both of them.

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