The Sil Galaxy - War for Freedom

[Sweetheart]

The Year is 2590, Humanity has just left the Milky Way Galaxy and is off to new and uncharted territory. The Sil Galaxy, closest to The Milky Way is the first to be colonized. The United Earth Government sets up a orginization to oversee all colonization efforts in the Sil Galaxy. The Colonial Administion begins on the first colonized planet in Sil, Brak. Worlds are seperated by lightyears of travel so, the govern system set up is, planets closer to Brak are called Inner Cycle Planets, ones past the Guntar Space Cloud, in the surrounding galaxy, are called the Outer Colonies. The growing seperatism between the CA and the UEG has led to some small trade disagreements. By 2610, the CA has officaly declared war on the UEG for independence. The Earth Government owns, Earth, Mars, Jupiter, New Barsalona, Ideen, Pelta, Omega. The CA owns, Brak, Duncan, Dragoon, Delta-0230, and Gulag.

[Sweetheart]

Captain Brakon sat back in his captain's chair. 6 days strait and no sleep, I'm going to collapse soon thought Brakon. "Sir, orders from Colonial Naval Office." saluted a technian. "Fine, Let me see." replied the captain. The order printed right on his chair. Brakon reads it and then yells over the intercom. "Ok, crew, we just got orders. We are to attack a small supply convoy heading to Omega's weapon plant." The Type C-II attack cruiser shuddered as the engines produced more and more power. "Pvt. Jeon, report!" yelled Brakon. "Sir!" replied Jeon, he then stood in salute. "I need you on radio ops. We have to intercept some info on the convoy." said Brakon. "Yes, Captain!" said Jeon. He went to leave the captain's quarters and head to the radio room.

[Sparrow]

Silently it awaits its chance, there are plenty of fine hosts it could attach to, but that also meant there were far too many witnesses. It carefully observes the scientists as they work, watching from its test tube prison. The inky black slim stays perfectly still, hour after hour, waiting for the perfect moment. That moment came finally as a male scientist remained behind during break to check a sample. As the scientist busily watches through a microscope the Symboiet creeps out of its holder and slowly slides over the table. It takes care to hide whenever the scientist looks up. Once it reaches the microscope it hides behind, the crawls to its top. The scientist looks up only to be faced by the seemly living blob of goo. However before he can properly react the slime shoots onto his face. It doest take long for it to get into its new host and seize control; In the brain it connects to memory, motor, and speech. Now all it had to do was infect more hosts, this would require time however.

Scientist:
Name: McKay Willison.
Age: 35
Cloths: Uniform.
Hair: Light brown, short, well kept.
Eyes: Blue.
Other: Wears glasses.

[Sweetheart]

Chief Medical Officer John Polwiski walked down the hallway, half excpeting someone else. "Whoa, Mckay, you scared me there." said John.

[Sparrow]

Mckay looks to the medical officer,
“Oh, I apologize. I stayed behind to check on a specimen.” he replies calmly.
The Syboiet was still viewing over it’s host’s past and had yet to cross this person’s name let alone how they knew each other. However, because he had been addressed as McKay, it knew they knew each other in someway.
“What brings you here?” he asks; how one would reply to an acquaintance.


(modded to fix a typo)

[Sweetheart]

"I just stopped by to grab the medical charts." John said. He picked up a clipboard near by the test tubes. "Hey, what happened to the bioresidue we got from Treshold, are you testing it?" asked John.

[Sparrow]

McKay keeps an eye on him,
“Oh, yes, you could say that.” he says with a slight smile.
Finally it finds the information of its host’s pasts with this one.
“So John, what do you need the charts for? Is anything wrong?”
It was not ready to spawn a new Symboiet yet, it would need more time to gather from its host for that. Or perhaps it could use its host to gather outside sources for it...
McKay narrows his eyes slightly, quickly beginning to formulate a plan.

[Sweetheart]

"I'm not sure, the captain said that he needed these." John waved the clipboard in the air. "We did get orders from Colonial Naval Office, that an attack was to happen soon. So we are being transfured to a Space Station called, Neobase 45." said John. "Anyway, want to head down to the mess hall for a couple of drinks?"

[Sparrow]

McKay nods calmly,
“Sure.”
This could be an excellent time to get a basic idea of a segment of the ship with out having to pry though its host’s memories. However, if it was somehow found out, if several people knowing the host confronted it, it would possibly blow its cover.
“Oh, I need to check something real quick.” he turns to a desk and spots a scalpel laying next to several other tools.
He carefully picks it up and walks over to the microscope and scoots the dirt sample around with it, as if making it easier to see, then peers through the lens at it.
“Hey John, take a look at this. Does this look.... Odd to you?” he asks in a confused tone, then backs away while still holding the scalpel, so John can view the slide.

[Sweetheart]

John peers into the microscope. "Let's see." said John. "Dirt.... Well I don't really see anything but dirt."

[Sparrow]

“Oh, just look at it more carefully... You’ll see what I mean.” McKay replies assuredly.
He comes up behind John and places a hand on his right shoulder, holding the scalpel with his left.
“Would I ever lie to you?” he says with a friendly laugh.
Then while John is still distracted he puts the scalpel to his throat, then continues on to say in a dark tone,
“Foolish creature...”
Then swiftly slits John's throat and jumps back.

[Sweetheart]

John feels the blood roll down his neck. "I don't...." said John. Then he fell to the floor and breathed his last breath.

[Sparrow]

McKay glances down at the victim and smiles at the ease it had taken.
After a few seconds he passes out and falls to the floor a few feet away. The Symboiet, having put its host in a temporary coma, leaves its host and enters John, where it feeds off his remaining blood mostly for the iron and other mineral content. Once it leaves John and reenters McKay it awakens its host. McKay stands up shakily and leaves the room at a walking pace. The Symboiet, having now fed, is ready to split and infect a new host.
“If all these creatures are as frail and weak minded as these two... Then this will be easy.” He mutters lowly to himself as he continues to the left and down the hall.
He looks to his sleeve and notices a small splat of John’s blood.
“I may require an excuse for this...”

[Sweetheart]

Jeon runs back as fast as he can. He also, isn't watching where he is going and bumps into McKay Willison. "Sorry! I've got to get to the bridge!" yells Jeon running.

[Sparrow]

Checking the past the parasite finds the meaning of ‘bridge’. After a moment it formulates a plan, knowing it can’t take the bridge quite yet. He returns to the room where John lies dead and wanders to his side. Kneeling down he picks up the clip board. It has a small splat of blood saturating the first page, so to avoid question he removes the page, crumples it into a wad and pockets it. The blood that gets on his hand is seeped up through a small cut the parasite creates. The cut quickly closes, the spawn of the parasite could now move throughout his system instead of being limited to the brain as the first one is. Smiling he exits the room again, carrying the medical chart along side. He looks to the direction Jeon had run off in and decides to in the least investigate. At a calm strolling pace he heads off in the decided direction.