Station: Sanctuary & Heading Home

Posted on Sat Aug 9th, 2025 @ 11:00pm by "Cpt." Ainkara "Kara" {SIS} {SoB} {SS Harbinger}

Mission: Stellar Problems
Location: Dark Harbor
Timeline: current/somewhere in between

OOC: I'm doing some time dilation here, marked as: Current/Somewhere in between, for story flow. She will be returning to M-69 according to the timeline there.

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Kara and Nano spent a few days exploring the surrounding tunnels and alcoves, to see what connected with their little lair. Nothing did. All access tunnels had been sealed of by either reinforced permacrete walls, or four inch thick duranium blast doors. One thing that Nano had failed to mention about their makeshift Ops, center was the fact that Kara now had a full bathroom/shower facility all to herself. A communal shower stall not unlike some found on starships and military bases, where the security forces that had been assigned here could clean up and see to hygiene. Hot water, plenty of stored soaps and shampoos, toiletries, all of it. The first shower Kara had taken, knowing no one would walk in on her, She turned on all the shower heads and angled the spray as far up as the heads would allow, the water on full blast as hot as she could stand it. Going to a three point stance she sat down, knees held to her chest with her feet on the tiled floor and just enjoyed the waterfall effect of all that hot, clean water cascading over her body. She giggled like a school girl, wearing a smile that spoke volumes about her state of mind and the freedom of having her own home in this wretched place called Dark harbor.

During their time moving about and seeing to things, Kara had seen to the three buckled together subway cars. All of them had a layer of dust on the exterior, but like the storage rooms, were hermetically sealed against dust contamination internally. She se t up the one for the supervisor, a solo accommodation, for herself. She gathered a few extra pillows from the bunk cars, now sleeping with a mound of soft snuggle companions when she went to bed down. There was a fully functional refresher room attached to the bathroom, so she had washed the extra blankets and sheets to allow herself the freedom to change linens when needed.

After her quarters were seen to, and Nano had run around placing hidden internal sensors, Kara then sat her butt down and got serious about her outfit. Ro could be happy with the Meji garb but it just did not jive with her own personal style. No longer the Woman in White since her virginity had been taken by force and not by a mate, Ainkara of Voran was now a dark mass among others. Not a shade of malevolence, but a benevolent shadow that would protect the innocent and hide them from evil. So, relying on the Earth films she had seen at the behest of Griffon Resch, to try and give her some culture since hers had been ripped away by the Iconians, Kara came up with a unique style.

A black leatheris catsuit with removable torso armor, similar to and designed after the antihero Blade, cut and fitted for her feminine frame. On the right thigh was an adhesion area for her one slim disruptor pistol holster to be attached when she chose to wear a sidearm, which would be often. The boots would be knee high, with a two inch heel made of soft, durable rubber for softer footfalls and utility. Each boot had a sheath sewn in to hold a double-bladed combat knife each. All of this was black, except for the buckles and such for holding the armor together, which would stand out as shiny silver on the all-black field of her outfit. Over all of this would be worn the black leather long coat, again designed like Selene's from Underworld, and from the Blade films. A thicker leather that would provide a soft leather level of protection against offhand blows and strikes, and hung down to just above ankle height. When the outfit had been completed Kara went into her quarters, pulled the shades closed and changed into it. When it was donned, she then slid the door open and stepped out for Nano to see. "Tah dah," she said, striking a pose.

Nano's head swiveled her way even as he was welding and cutting parts for some unknown project he was working on. "If I were a humanoid, Miss Kara, I would say you look dangerous and damn sexy."

"Thanks, I think," Kara said in jest. "Remind me not to get naked in front of you anymore."

Producing that cynical sigh from his vocabulator, Nano responded. "As a droid, Miss, those are not the sockets I am interested in."

"Nano!" Kara said as she burst out laughing.

"What?" He asked innocently. "You started this."

Still giggling. "I suppose I did. Sockets," she said with a smile, shaking her head to go over and see what all the hidden internal sensors showed. Every monitor screen showed empty, dark passages with no movement. During their explorations they had discovered by accident that this small pocket of normal had also been designed to be sound proof against any unwanted guests in the outer tunnels. Something would have to be exceedingly loud, and cause vibrations, to attract any attention. Another blessing. Kara had discovered that she liked to sing in the shower now that it was just hers, waterproof earbuds in as she sang along at peak volume to the words of the songs she liked; the songs that had comforted her in her dark hut with only shellbacks for company. While they sat around talking, with Kara munching on an MRE (Meal Ready to Eat) found in a large storage room, something called chicken a la king which she found delicious, they discussed going home for a bit. Not forever, but to see those they missed and to give Tore and Billi a false sense of security that she had departed.

Once they decided that that was the best course of action, the two stalwart heroes locked down their lair and placed it in standby mode as they had found it so as not to attract attention to the location should someone stumble across a weird power spike. Leaving the tunnels via the stairs, with Kara levitating Nano as they ascended, they got outside and walked to their ship. A white and green droid rolling alongside his armored, black leather clad partner. Sidearm on her right thigh, saber hilt hooked to her belt on her left hip, with other needed devices placed in the pouches around the belt. Shutting down the ship's defense systems, the two of them ascended into their own 'sockets' (that memory still made Kara grin), stoked the power, and the X-wing lifted off for the journey back to M-69. Both occupants were filled with anticipation.

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