Haven't Met Me Yet

[Jane Doe]

Spira

The white sand of the beaches was untouched except for one thing the body of a young woman lying face forward in the sand. Any passerby's would think nothing of it. They would probably just think that the woman clad in a white dress was sunbathing nothing more. The fact that she wasn't moving wouldn't startle anyone either as they may just think that she was sleeping. The truth however was far from that but it kept strangers away from the unconscious woman as they didn't wish to "disturb" her.

After an untold amount of time the body in the sand began to stir and a soft groan was heard as the woman began to wake up. As her eyes opened she noticed that she was face down in something and pushed with her hands to turn herself over to the side. Slowly "Jane" began to sit up blinking as her eyes adjusted to the light.

Another groan escaped her lips as she looked at her surroundings. "Where I'm I?" She questioned as a hand went to her head which was pounding at this very moment she couldn't think clearly or at all.

 

[Noah Corek]

[member="Jane Doe"]
Noah sighed as he walked along the beach of Spira. For once in his life, the man who had been a career soldier, spending the last fourteen years of his life as a soldier was finally taking a vacation, one of three since he had enlisted in the Republic military and his first since joining the Protectorate. Noah had to admit, he should have done this sooner. He wasn't in his armor and didn't have any weapons on him, well except for one of his Lazy Eye Merr-Sonn Power 5 that was tucked into his Bodo Baas gunbelt/bandoleer, it was tucked into the belts shoulder holster, hidden from view by the bomber jacket he wore. Under the bomber jacket Noah wore the typical thing a off duty soldier would, standard issue fatigues that identified him as a soldier of the Omega Protectorate or more accurately, a member of its elite force, the Omega Pyre. As Noah walked along the sand he heard a voice, female by the tone and went to investigate, he found a young woman laying in the sand with a hand on her head. "Ma'am, are you okay?" Noah asked as he walked towards.

 

[Grimm]

Once before he had taken time off and it resulted in a yacht being hijacked. Now he had decided to scout the planet to find a nice place to create another factory.

He was going by his Mandalorian Alias, Alex Garon that was known for his combat strategies and well rounded persona. If anyone asked him, he kept a few weapons on him at all times.

Daggers, two dual blasters, wire, a grenade, and his light saber hidden on his body under his cloak. Then a strange neckless of a angel around his neck that was rather odd. Yet, he came out with a chance to relax...when noticed something.

A guy who looked a jar head was walking over to a women that was on the sand. He could only assume the worst, as she looked like she was drugged? Ruffy? Maybe something worst and so he decided to play a part.

Rushing over with a worried expression on his face, he would about a few steps behind the other guy.

"Babe! Thank goodness that your alright, I was looking for you everywhere."

He said rather loudly trying to play a bluff, maybe she was just sun bathing and fell asleep.

She might toss his bluff out the frying pan but he liked to have an interesting approach to throw peopleoff. He would be on the side of the guy or behind him, depending on his reaction.



[member="Noah Corek"]

[member="Jane Doe"]

 

[Jane Doe]

"Jane" looked up to see a man in front of her. The young woman's head was spinning and really she had no clue how to answer his question. She couldn't think straight and she was feeling a little queazy however she didn't wish for him to worry about her. She was sure that her head would stop and she would be able to think. "I..I don't know..." She stated as she looked to the ground for a moment running her hand in the sand before looking up to him again. "Where I'm I? I don't remember this place."

The woman's world got even more scattered as another man came running towards her acting as if he knew her. He called her baby? Was he her boyfriend or something? She didn't have a boyfriend as far as she knew but right now she didn't know one way or the other. "Who are you?" She blinked looking to the new comer. "Jane was confused by both men and while she thought by now she would be feeling better however the young woman didn't. If anything she felt worse if that was possible. She needed to keep it together though for these guys the best she could.

[member="Noah Corek"]
[member="Grimm"]

 

[Garza]

Holding my helmet in my hands. I sat on a bench.

The white and purple helm that was considered an antique now days. Helmet of an old standard armor given to Clone Assassins. And I was one of them. I had details of how to kill a man in over 400 different ways with my hands. Even more with pistols, Sniper rifles, and the twin vibroblades that were on my armor. Currently the set of armor was in my ship. Hell, not even my own ship.

There were many walks of life here. Including the nosy kids.

"Daddy look! That man has blue hair"

The usual. Blue hair. I hated it. A deep blue like artificial water. I ran a hand through my hair when hearing a man yell out about his babe. Running up to a standing man, and a woman on her stomach propped up as though she had just been sleeping. Sand was everywhere in her blonde hair. Natural hair. As there was a commotion going on, I had the notion to take part and find out what was going on. Standing up, I kept the helmet in my left hand and walked closer, only to stop about halfway there.

I doubted that with my voice that I could talk to them about anything. Speaking to myself, "No." Trying to stop myself from moving forward, But I continued anyways. Reaching to stand next to the Soldier looking man and just watching on what was going on.

[member="Jane Doe"], [member="Grimm"], [member="Noah Corek"]

 

[Freynk Porkins]

[member="Jane Doe"] [member="CC-4277"] [member="Noah Corek"] [member="Grimm"]

Spira...A place like this was so far beyond the man's ability to visit before recently that just reading about it was depressing. He walked along in a pair of grey cargo shorts, white t shirt and flip flops with the look of a proper tourist. He walked along and saw a gathering of men around a young looking woman and decided that he could do one of two things: One, called the authorities in case they were mugging her, or two, grab a near by med kit from a street vendor and see if anyone was hurt....

He lifted his comlink to his lips and dialed the emergency number he received at his hotel but didn't hit the call button quite yet. He walked over told the street vendor what was going on and grabbed the medkit . He had been trained in field medicine once as a stormtrooper years ago and he had a fair idea of what to do.

"Excuse me folks make way give the lady some room." He said walking up with the medkit strap over his shoulder, "Miss why don't you take a seat. Someone go get her some water in case she's dehydrated please." He turned to look at the woman in the eyes as he opened the Medkit, "Miss can you tell me your name or what happened?"

Freynk was not a genius, anyone could have told you that, but he did know that moving a person you may be sick or injured was generally not the best idea. He kept the comlink ready to call paramedics if necessary but she didn't have external bleeding or bruising that he could see so he would wait until he could check her vital signs and get her story.

 

[Nikolas Faselli]

[member="Jane Doe"] | [member="Noah Corek"] | [member="Grimm"] | [member="CC-4277"] | [member="Freynk Porkins"]

What was good in life? Maria would have answered the quesiton with a simple sentence, "Life is possibility and that's exactly what's so good about life." OK, the sentence wasn't simple. But the meaning remained. Watching the sea while walking, her mind was not full of problems for once. It was the beauty of peace which made her understand the beauty of this planet, of everything. With that thought, she wondered why she had never come to the Light Side of the Force any sooner? The other side of it had been full of misery, of anger and wars. Only now she understood what the Jedi really mean, why they desire peace so much.

Natalja had never got the chance to enjoy peace before.

A watery tear former in her left eye which was more towards the sea than the left eye was. She gently wiped it away with her hand. She didn't have to cry.

But then she walked past a group of people and thought what they were doing there. She saw a woman there, a problematic woman perhaps. As a Jedi, maybe she could have helped her? She had to help her.

Not so calmly anymore, she ran to the group and asked nicely, "What's the matter?"

 

[Jane Doe]

Name? The young woman blinked quite a few times as she tried to think of her name but nothing came to her. Her head was feeling better and there was less spinning but nothing was coming to mind. It was stupid that she couldn't think of something as simple as a name but she just didn't know. Right now she didn't know anything. "My head isn't spinning anymore but..I can't remember what happened or how I got here." The young woman paused for a second look from face to face. Even though they had no idea whom whom she was they wanted to help her or at least it seemed like they did. "I don't know my name or rather I can't remember. Really I don't know anything. Can you help me?"

She wanted to either figure out whom she was or if she couldn't find a place she could go to move forward. It would do her no good to sit here and cry. If she tried to do certain things perhaps things would come back to her. She could find out what it was she was good at.

She was positive that someone would be willing to help her figure out whom she was. They all seemed very nice and helpful which she was very greatful for.

[member="Noah Corek"]
[member="Grimm"]
[member="CC-4277"]
[member="Freynk Porkins"]
[member="Maria Natalja"]

 

[Garza]

Turning to look at the new man who was there, he told for someone to get water. I smiled as I was already prepared. You see, I was trained for survival. So I always carried just what I needed and nothing more. I pulled a small capsule from my belt on the small of my back, Under my shirt to hid it a little. Opening it, I handed it to her. It was a simple energy capsule that was in liquid form. Acting almost as mineral water but with much much higher counts of nutrients. With the ship that I had woken up on, I had found a ton of these. Well, more like a few hundred pounds of it, so I would not run out any time soon. "Here this... will help" I spoke in a weird way with pauses in my voice because of my ruined voice box. but I could still talk.

I walked and kneeled down next to her handing out my hand to her, "First we need... to get you... into some...shade." if she could stand, we could simply walk her there, Seeing as there was a small pavilion over yonder, it would be better than being in the sun and sand where she could get some serious sunburn if not without some sort of protection. "Clearer thoughts... when in.... a cool.... spot. Maybe that....will help you.... remember." I needed to stop talking or I would lose my voice.

And seeing as this entire group was here, I was sure that we could make some arrangements for her to stay somewhere. But I wouldn't admit it ever, that I felt some attachment to this woman. When I woke up on a half blown up ship not sure on who I was, I felt the same way that she does right now, Only with maybe a little bit more knowledge.

[member="Jane Doe"], [member="Maria Natalja"], [member="Freynk Porkins"], [member="Grimm"], [member="Noah Corek"],

 

[Grimm]

Was she serious? He only thought to himself as she seemed to make no sense at all. Meaning that she might have lost her memory, but what had caused it? Could it be some new drug, maybe an evil scientist or she was in a tragic accident. The guy that he had now passed was no a threat, but more seemed to come around and crowd around. Two guys and a chick.....what is going on today.

Alex had expected more drama to occur, when she asked him his name and she didn't know her own. Despite the idea of joking around with them, he didn't want to cause anymore problems. Than again, if he helped her out of this jam....she might be able to remember as time goes on. So placing fake information is better than harming one's already lost in this point in time.

Was this really the right way to cure such an affliction? Might as well try and sort things out. He was about to speak, when the quiet looking guy had suggested something. It was a good idea, and would help himself to play out his story to the crowd.

"You don't remember? I'm Alex Garon. We were taking a vacation together, taking some time away from the company." He said keeping his facade intact.

He started to kneel down, slowly trying to place a hand on her shoulder. Wanting to see her reaction, before he would reach her. He would stop and look at her to see, if she would let him help her up.

"Come on, lets take you somewhere cooler.....Fionna?" He said hesitantly, trying to play it off as if she would object to his offer.

He was treading on some thin ice now, the name had slipped out of his mouth. He was giving to much to his part, but it seems like it might just work. If not, he would need to think of some escape plan....smoke bombs always work.

[member="Jane Doe"]
[member="CC-4277"]
[member="Maria Natalja"]
[member="Freynk Porkins"]
[member="Noah Corek"]