Futuristic Insert cliche scifi title here.

[DescriptedEnd]

Before heading off, S.E.U. listened to everybody babble on. Was it worth it to go an explore the ship more? She had plenty of timed to wander around later, for now, she could at least see if she could be of any use at the current moment. She backstepped a bit, turned around, and placed herself behind Jade and the odd guy. She really didn't understand all the buffing on the systems and the coding. "If there is anything of my assistance you need, please do ask. That is what I am here for," she stated, looking at Jade and then at the pilot. She started going through her abilities. Turning towards the new pilot, she spoke up. "I assume you know how to plot a course, yes?" A pilot who couldn't plot a course wasn't worth his salt, and she'd met a couple before.





@King Of Imagination


@Shura

 

[GeneralZod]

Sik frowned looking at the totem unsure of what the best decision was. "-We will place it on the black market, someone will pay for it and I don't care what they want to use it for.-" He waved for Connor to follow him out of the cargo bay. "-Don't tell any of the new crew about this. Keep this just between us, if they find out they will want to jump ship at the first stop.-" He said exiting the cargo bay and locking the door behind him so that only Connor and Sik's physique would open the door. Sik walked back into the cockpit telling S.E.U. and the pilot where they needed to go. "-Take us to the coordinates 319 542, 182.-" Where they were going was an unnamed planet that was declared as uninhabitable, unlike most uninhabitable planets, the only problem with the one they were headed to was an atmosphere that was poisonous to all species both sentient and non-sentient. This made the planet a perfect target for criminal organizations to set up a black market and only well known criminals knew of it or those who had rare items of high value. No one on the ship other than Connor should even recognize the planet's appearance not to mention the coordinates, the planet itself was so isolated that it was forgotten to official records only two years after it was deemed uninhabitable.

 

[Der Kojote]

Connor listened to the coordinates and nodded to Sik, "Ahh, such fun that planet. Maybe can get new medical supplies...wait, going to need to get more money. Discount medical supplies, not something you buy. Need to go to expensive sectors of there. More trustworthy. much better quality, not likely to make you sick. Or dead. Very bad, yes very bad. Will need to prepare. Will be in office if need me." With that Connor headed back to his medical room to prepare to a list of things he would need to get.

 

[King Of Imagination]

Oliver looked at the mechanic. "Just make it as sensitive as you can, otherwise I won't be able to fly this right." He then shot a glare at the android. "Of course I know how to plot a course, I'm not some sort of amatuer." Finally, he looked at the captain as he was told where to go. He gave him a skeptical look, knowing full well where they were going. He'd been there a few times himself. He sarcastically brought his middle finger to his head and saluted/flipped him off, "Yes sir," he said with a roll of his eyes, plotting the coordinates and re-engaging the engine. "Speed to S8," he said as he adjusted. He looked back to the mechanic. "Hurry up and change the senstivity before we get caught in some astroid belt because I can't adjust course properly."


@Godman873 @Shura @DescriptedEnd

 

[Shura]

Jade quirked a brow towards the pilot before just shaking her head and re-setting the sensitivity controls. A proper pilot is able to pilot any craft at any speed no mater the control sensitivity.... She thought to herself. He might share a love of ships but she had her doubts about the fussy pilot. her bracer chime and with in a few second the settings had been changed from normal to hypersensitive. "All set." She said powering off the screen. She glanced over to S.E.U. and Sik having a sinking feeling that thing weren't going to go as easy as she hopped.

 

[GeneralZod]

Sik looked to the group already not incredibly fond of the pilot that seemed to be full of attitude. Showing up late only to complain about the condition of the ship and command people to do things for him wasn't very welcome on Sik's ship. As the ship entered overdrive Sik learned over to the console and tinted the cockpit windows. Staring into the effects of overdrive even for a minute was proven to drive many species to insanity, which included paranoia and hallucinations unless the windows were tinted with a specific material to prevent such things. The ship rattled a bit while in overdrive which meant the engines were of higher power than recommended for a ship of its size.The ship slowed down over a few minutes before finally stopping in front of the planet. He motioned for the pilot to move from the seat as Sik was going to land the ship for the key reason being that anyone would recognize him and his ship instantly granting him access to the tier seven landing pad which was the more expensive part of the black market. Sik began to land the ship on a landing pad after paying the 1,000 pik clearance charge. When she ship finally landed he lowered the ramp looking to the crew. "-If you do not feel safe going out feel free to stay on the ship. This is a place filled with those who have less-than-perfect morals and it is dangerous. Keep in sight of at least one other crew member and keep a weapon on you at all times.-"

 

[Der Kojote]

Already Connor was fiddling with his laser and plasma pistols, "Ahh yes weapons! always good to have! can loan spare! but prefer 4. 4 is good number. 4 makes me feel like turret. Many funny faces! Look like they just lost a bet! or lost control over bowels! very funny for people to see Qesuerkani that isn't Calm. Much laughter! Or at least much intimidation, scared combatant is stupid combatant." After numerous buzzes and whirring he put each one in a holster. and the he tapped on Jade's shoulder. "Need help, know what need at market! don't have money. Not broke, but not rich. Could get second hand stuff...very risky. Know medical tech like back of hand. but wondering if I see tech as broken if you can fix. Could get great steal in price." he paused looking out the window. "Oh! also, don't steal. is bad morally first off! 2nd they chop off hand! or head....can reatach hand of course! not head...am good doctor. Not that good."

 

[DescriptedEnd]

S.E.U. immediately knew that going out there was a huge risk for her. Despite the fact that she was completely able to defend herself, it made her systems go into high alert at the fact that people would be taking any chance they could to get a hold of her and take her apart for, well, parts. She wouldn't put it past any single merchant in this place to try their luck at it, so she switched onto caution mode. Her vision turned to infrared, heat signatures glaring around the ship from where Sik and Connor stood. Bright red to a very dark blue was what she saw in now; of course, things still moved, but if anything that didn't give off a heat signature came at her she wouldn't be able to react as quickly as she would with normal vision. In preparation for that, she loaded her small-fire arm and prepped it so that, if need be, it could spring out and shoot at anything that tried to get to her. If she had a silencer, she no doubt would put one on, too keep down the noise. She knew that pressing the nozzle directly against the body of anybody would only muffle the sound slightly, but if worst came to worst it would function enough to help her stay out of trouble. The last thing she wanted was blood all over her material body, as it was a pain to clean up, especially out of the tiny seams that decorated her body where each piece fit itself together. She moved to stand by the door, waiting patiently for everybody else to exit. It would be a risk, at least in her mind, for her to go out in any other position than last.

 

[Shura]

Jade watched as the ship landed on the planet over hearing the name from the transmissions back and forth. She had only heard of the planet but never really been. It was supposed to be a hard core black market planet, dangerous and full of outlaws. But also an amazing place to pick up hard to find parts and weapons. Great source for experimental tech to take apart. Very interesting, so the bit of danger was worth the chance to fine something new. She reached into her bag pulling two small plasma pistols and holstered them on the small of her back before pulling on her jacket to conceal them "Should prove interesting."


She felt a tap on her shoulder and looked over to Connor as he asked for her assistance. She nodded slightly "Probably won't know how to fix everything but I'll help you see whats around." She smiled slightly "and I'll make sure not to steal... kind of want to keep the only hand I have left."

 

[GeneralZod]

Sik finally got off the ship watching as the group followed him. "-Connor, feel free to take Jade and look for medical equipment separate from the rest of the group.-" He looked to S.E.U. and urged her to follow him. The route Sik was taking was to the auction administrators office in hopes to put up the item he had in the cargo hold for auction. As he traveled to the office he could see several people eyeing S.E.U. knowing they would try to hijack her if they could but Sik's 7'5" total height with his serious attitude made people back off. The whole area was a black building with smaller tunnels connecting larger domes which held actual shops rather than just vendors with tables like in the hallways. Turning into the auction office he spotted the admin himself.


The admin was a spliced cyborg human and stood at a full 8'7" due to all the modifications he had made to his body. The spliced was mixed with a Yuthanian dragon, which meant he was covered in red scales and possessed two rows of sharp teeth, any part of him that wasn't spliced was replaced cybernetic enhancements. His name was Vadim Andreevich and he certainly was not one to anger. Sik told him about the relic in the cargo hold, Vadim laughed before telling Sik not to worry in a heavy accent. "Dun't vorry friend! We take and sell relic efficiently! We ask 30% of final sale. Fine yes?" Sik nodded happy to have the deal all settled. "-Starting price is five thousand piks.-" Vadim looked at Sik shocked. "You sell too low! Higher sale! If for dat low me vill buy!" Vadim always did buy items when they were for a low price, no matter how someone got it. He usually turned around to sell them for higher profit. "-If you're buying it I want the price to be seven thousand piks.-" Sik extended his hand as Vadim agreed to the deal and accepted the handshake. "You be fool for so low! Almost like time you buy junk ship ten thousand piks! Dats why me like you! You smart fool!" He said laughing patting Sik on the back. "Item be off ship in 80 quarter cycle! No vorry! Go shopping!" Sik nodded, thanking him for the business and headed out. Sik pulled out a small device to check his balance as the money was being transferred in. "-Anything you need to pick up here S.E.U?-"

 

[King Of Imagination]

Oliver walked down onto the horrendous, toxic planet below. He was wearing a safety mask, just in case, you never knew when the atmosphere would seep through. He was looking for food, cigars, and maybe he'd finally be able to find some rum. He might even find somewhere with better engines. As good as the ones they had were, they wouldn't outrun a class 3 or higher military cruiser, which, based on the fact they had touched down here, they might have to do soon. Despite the fact that he generally didn't like people, he wished he had the mechanic with him to help determine the class and other specs on the engine. Or maybe that android, she would be really helpful, with that whole database and acess to tons of knowledge. He groaned and started walking around.


He noticed a small shop selling cigars. He walked over, picked one up, smelled it, and laid 200 credits on the table, buying four of them on the spot. He then walked off in search of food. It might not be the best idea to eat around here, but space travel made him hungry.

 

[Der Kojote]

Connor walked through the black market. He was familiar with this place alright. People and money flowed through the bio-domes and tunnels of the illicit port like blood in a body. it sustained it. It gave it breath, it gave it the ability to exist. Unfortunately... "YOU CALL THIS DEAL?!" this blood wasn't good at all. Rather it was more riddled with viruses bacteria, cancerous growths and maybe a fungal infection or two. It was not healthy, it was not well, and it was about to get worse. As even in-front of Jade, Connor currently was "arguing" if one could call it that, with a short man in the market.


Now what species this alien was few probably would have known or cared about. But what was important that a very VERY animated Quserkani screaming at him. "You think you can sell for this price?! Is rip off! No is irresponsible! is dangerous!" "sir, please calm down" "You Sell medical tech not even cleaned! DIRTY INSTRUMENTS KILL!" "Sir please not so loud..." Conner picked up a canister and shoved it in the store keepers face. "This has recall on it! Very unsafe! Cause internal bleeding! Sizures! RUPTURED LIVER! "Sir please calm down, if you don't I'll have to call..."


Connor stared at him with a glare that would make even Sik shudder. "No, you call no one, I give counter offer! Is very good yes! you show me good stock, and give discount! Yes discount very very good! Or, I tell market you have sold many MANY dangerous products here. Wonder, have crews been feeling ill? maybe cold, maybe fact that many aliens have been here. Many contagions, or maybe is dirty little Krusha of a shop keeper selling bad meds. Would be funny sight yes? Maybe make you take your drugs. I can tell with body mass like you...three kill you on spot. Now we re-negotiate yes?" The shop keeper ran back into his storefront and grabbed a trunk with medical equipment that looked like it DIDN'T get picked through a dumpster. He looked back at jade and gave her four thumbs up. Clearly the master diplomat...or terror to shoddy vendors. one of the two.

 

[Shura]

Jade has been following closely to the doctor not really sure what he was looking for. Everything was so old, dirty or just unsalable. She shook her head at the sad state of most of the tech in the shops. Most just made her sick looking at it. She gave up on finding anything decent and simply followed Connor as he started to look for medical equipment. She nearly hurled when she spotted the state of the blood that was being offered even she knew it was poison to even think about using it. None of the equipment looked even remotely functional either.


She didn't get much of a chance to really say so though, before she knew it Connor was off on a rant against the shop keeper. She just started at the strange four armed alien as he picked and prodded and the faulty discussing tools. She felt slightly bad for the shop keeper and edged back a few good paces as the doctor was making quite the scene. She might have agreed to work on the ship however she didn't sign up to be arrested because this crazy bastard. She let out a held breath as the 'negotiations' seemed to work and awkwardly gave the doctor a thumbs up not really sure what else to do.


@Der Kojote

 

[The Kaosophile]

No witnesses so far... I was never here, Sa'ilkilata "Hunter" the Basitin thought to himself as he left the back door of the private shop where his boss was currently making a deal with some businessmen even more shady than the ones all around him. As he closed the door as quietly as the toxic atmosphere-corroded hinges would allow, he noticed a human walking by. Quickly making sure nobody was looking, he grabbed the man and pulled him around the corner of the building, one hand over the man's mouth and the other grabbing his utility blade from his belt. Once he'd dragged the human sufficiently out of public eye, he drew the blade across the man's throat, then stabbing him in the chest, in case he wasn't human, just to make sure. Hunter wiped his blade on the man's shirt, then drug the corpse into a trash pile in the alley. Let's see who you are... Hunter thought as he rummaged through the man's pockets. Cigar? Ick. Booze? Smells like human liquor, the lightweight. Credits? Why not? Make this look like a robbery. Identification... rali, why did it have to be him of all people? Well, Oliver, I think I'm taking your job.


Hunter hurriedly covered the corpse in garbage and walked out of the alley like he had gone to relieve himself. Hunter heard yelling, something about contaminated instruments and-- The medic. Hunter sighed, he had been hoping for the captain, but the medic would have to do. Those idiots stuck out like a sore thumb around here, and he was about to be in trouble, too. At least once I get off this cesspool I won't have to hide myself. Hunter reasoned. Since his boss had brought him here, he was forced to wear a heavy cloak with a hood and gloves to hide his physiology and, though he liked the aura of mystery and danger he radiated with the outfit, it was really restricting.


When hunter arrived at the Medic and the abused shopkeep, a bloodcurdling scream echoed around, as though the victim's body were experiencing a sudden lack of electrons, or something equally brutal. As everyone looked around for the source of the scream, Hunter turned to the medic and stated simply "It seems I'm out of a job, and if this ID card is right, you're out a pilot." Hunter passed the barely bloodstained ID card of the late Oliver Isis to the Queserkani without further explanation. "Where's your captain? We have some things to discuss and some enraged criminals to elude."


(@Der Kojote & @King Of Imagination {



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[Der Kojote]

Connor was passed ID by the strange figure, "What is this? Is pilot? wait. oh yes. man was drunk smelt of cigars. bad liver and kidneys. Not good if dead. very not good. Wait why standing around? Criminals you say they the reason he gone?" Then he heard the scream. "Was him, no maybe was someone else...never heard him scream good thing. Wait...off on tangent again." He paused looking around he had been so distracted by the shopkeeper he frailed to realize he'd been yelling this whole time, and people were staring at him. Which in the black market was a bad thing.


"Damn made scene. should leave, act on impulse again. need to go now." the shop keeper was about to open his case when Connor shook his head, "No time now. Important things to do pilot dead. Need to go." He unhooked a comm unit from his belt and tapped it. "Sik. problem. Oliver went off on own. Will not be returning. random person want job. apparently knows we are crew. You want to see? Or should I shoo away..." he then heard scuffling of in the distance. "On second thought. in person interview better."

 

[Shura]

Jade watched from the side lines as some... furry alien walked up to Connor. She was half expecting it to be about the scene. She carefully reached for her brace ready to dissappear if needed. Luckily or perhaps no so lucky the pilot had ended up being killed and this one wanted to take his place. Hm. Convenient.


She followed along quietly making sure not to fall too far behind. Last thing she wanted was to be killed aswell.

 

[DescriptedEnd]

S.E.U. didn't really bother paying attention while they got rid of the weird statue thing. She was busy looking out for threats, as it would appear natural to do so, and making sure she didn't see anything of interest. All she really caught onto was some bartering that really didn't interest her; what was she gaining? Nonetheless, the price was marked down and stored in her memory, as was automatic for her to do so. As they walked around, S.E.U. continued to look about. Glancing at Sik, she shook her head. "Not that I can see." In all honesty, none of the stuff she saw seemed good from the outside. She could always pick it up and look at it's internal parts, do a little research, but she felt as if they were pressed for time. Eyes wandered down to her feet and consistently watched the ground pass beneath them. She eventually found herself bored of this, so she looked around, judging ways as to how she would kill the people around her with the best efficiency - omitting Sik, of course, unless he decided to attack her. Why? For the glory of satan, of course, she thought to herself, a small smile curling onto her lips. She didn't like to be violent, but little comments like that - despite how lame or unnecessary they may be, for some reason amused her just a slight bit.

 

[GeneralZod]

Sik took S.E.U.'s silence as a no. He headed back on his way to the ship when he got a call from Connor. After pulling out a comm unit Sik responded to Connor. From the sound of it the fool of a pilot got himself killed. "-I told him to stay with a group.-" Sighing he took a moment to think then decided that he trusted Connor enough to make the judgement for himself. "-It is your decision Connor, I trust you on this one. If you think he will make a good pilot then go right ahead.-" Sik put the comm away when he was pushed from behind. He jerked forward ignoring it figuring it was just a mistake. He was pushed from behind for a second time as he continued to ignore it, once again, probably someone being careless. Jerking forward once again Sik turned around now angered. It was a group of three Sci-Hir. "-Poor little larva hasn't had his wings grow in yet!-" The first one finished looking forward to the second one. "-I don't think so Syu. He just doesn't have any.-" The third one then launched himself into the air and began tease Sik. "-Little larva can't fly! Your mother should have eaten you at birth!-" Sik's anger was now boiling beneath his skin with clenched fists. "-She didn't eat you because she is just as much as a Lthani as you are!-"


Sik snapped, he dealt with this ages ago and he was certainly not going to deal with it now. He jumped impressively into the air grabbing the flying Sci-Hir's leg and slamming him into the ground. All three of them were shocked at the sudden action as Sik in his pure anger ripped both wings of the Sci-hir clean off his back covering the floor and both of them in the green oozing blood. Disturbing screams of his victim could be heard throughout the station as his friends quickly jumped into action pulling out two pistols. Sik moved quickly as he did a leg sweep knocking them both on the floor. He stepped onto the throat of the first crushing it instantly leaving only one left. Keeping the last one pinned he set a pistol to overload then jammed it into the final one's neck. Sci-hir guts splattered across the area including Sik himself, although the explosion set the surrounding area into panic as all criminals instinctively hid or pulled out concealed weapons which they all seemed to have. The eerie quiet of everyone having guns drawn and ready to shoot lasted for only a minute when one fool misfired. Chaos ensued as stores closed up shop and hid their goods. Shots were fired, flesh was burning grenades went off. The reinforced walls did not make the chaos any better as it resisted all explosions but also made the bullets reflect and change direction. The brawl quickly spread across the station as Sik punched a man out taking the very nice and very full of ammo rifle. Pulling out a comm with a free hand he sent a message to Connor. "-Get back to the ship! Safely!-"

 

[Der Kojote]

Connor was walking to Sik's location when he heard something over the comm, "Sik? you left comm on again. Sik?" he didn't hear a reply instead, he heard larva and can't fly. "Oh no, he make big mistake...." Connor heard a slam then a rip, he winced "broken exoskeleton, ripped wings, very painful...prognosis bleed out at worst, emotional trauma at least. Ego crushed in total." then he heard more more fighting "Pissed of Sik really bad...hmm broken treacha, shattered exoskeleton piercing and vital arteries total bleed out expected." The plasma pistol though he could tell where it hit, but he could tell from the noise did it ever. "Overkill...much overkill. Very bloody. Janitor busy for days feel bad for him, very bad." He then heard a comm beep and heard Sik's orders. he brought it close to his face, "heard whole thing, need anger management very bad. Will come though. don't stab more people. make it much worse, many more people attacking us. Connor out."


He hooked the comm to his hip and drew two pistols. "Captain has started fight, never good here, spread like wildfire, MANY people want to punch others, very painful, also, illegal explosives probably here. Stray plasma shot may set off? Boom time not fun time? we run to ship very fast yes? Is not request is order." He turned to the alien following them, "You get job, or at least passport of rock. Never a fun place. was third least favorite planet. very smelly, very stingy."

 

[Shura]

Jade overheard the commotion over the comlink and cringed slightly hearing a shrill screech. "Well... so much for shopping..." she muttered before hearing Connor give the command to book it back to the ship. She drew both of her pistols as precaution. Rightfully so since the next thing she knew a plasma round shot past her head. "G'damn it..." she hissed activating her personal shield. It wasn't very strong but would give her enough cover to get back to the ship. She bolted along side Connor drawing up her gun to fire at the few she saw targeting them. She wasn't the best shot but always hit her target in someway. A sudden beam cut out in front of her and she dropped sliding past it before scrambling to her feet curing under her breath the entire time.


She glanced over to the doctor seeing him stopping and assessing the dead and dying. "Connor! Less assessing more running!" She snapped flinching as a shot bounced off of her shield. She turned quickly and fired back. Thankfully the ship came into view as other ships were also starting to take off scrambling to try and get out of the chaos. Which meant several of them were also trying to break into the ship as a quick escape. "Oh fucking hell. really?" She growled firing several shots tacking two of them out.

 

[Der Kojote]

"Broken sternum, Dead, Crushed ribs, dead, exploded skull, very dead! melted chest cavity Very dead! Very very dead."


"Connor! Less assessing more running!"


He looked at Jade and nodded, "very sorry! is what I do." He looked foward in enough time to notice a plasma bolt being fired straight at him, "NOPE!" he slid underneath it just in time. He came to a stop against some cover. He fumed, "Me? shoot at me. very angry VERY DISPLEASED! IS NOW SECOND LEAST FAVORITE PLANET! MAKE MANY CASUALTIES!" He drew his other two pistols and got out of cover and with a loud scream of "WOAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRR" He began rapidly firing the pistols.


Clearly he disagreed with the situation.

 

[The Kaosophile]

Hunter smiled as the chaos ensued. Now was as good a time as any to formally introduce himself to the crowd. Motioning to Connor to begin moving, he walked slowly and calmly, undoing the laces and knots that held his heavy cloak in place. The black cloth fell to the ground behind him, and Hunter's simple black flightsuit was revealed. Several people stopped their shooting for the sake of pointless conflict and gave audible recognition of what Hunter was when the ears and tail were revealed "Basitin!" "Run!" "I sell you guns half-price you no kill me, yes?" and Hunter's personal favorite: "You're going to die today, kitty-cat!" The source of that last one had a pistol leveled at Hunter's forehead.


"Did you just call me a cat!?" Hunter practically hissed at the man, not helping his case. The man never got a chance to confirm what he said, as Hunter unsheathed his basili, his primary blade, and in a single motion, severed the man's hand, causing it to plop onto the ground uselessly and with it the gun. Hunter's next motion began while his Basili was still approaching the man's wrist, and it was to unholster his Bolt Driver railgun with a flourish, priming the magnets with his thumb and pressing the barrel against the man's head. There was no sound after that: the man was not alive long enough to scream, the magnetized pellet was sent cleanly and quietly along its rail as each magnet sent it along with more force than the last. When the bolt pierced the man's skull, it changed direction slightly due to the precise angle Hunter held his rifle at, causing the pellet to ricochet within the man's skull over and over until there was a pinkish-grey soup flowing from the entry wound. Of course, Hunter wasn't there to see the man's brain liquefy, as the moment he let the bolt leave the barrel of his gun, he took off after his new crewmates, sheathing his basili, pulling back the action on his rifle and re-holstering it, so that by the time he got to the others, it seemed as though he had never drawn a weapon in the first place.


He drew the late pilot's remote ship keys and pressed the 'unlock' button, watching the hatch open as the crew approached it. With a barely noticeable movement of Hunter's arm, three throwing stars lodged themselves in the neck of one of the other would-be intruders to the firefly before he could scramble up the loading ramp, causing the others to scatter. "Strap yourselves in, this won't be an easy takeoff." Hunter said, retrieving his thrown weapons without stopping and maneuvering through the ship like he had lived in it his whole life. His ample research must have paid off, this job interview was going well.

 

[GeneralZod]

Sik dashed through the chaos shoving people aside while explosions and some light laser fire had trouble penetrating his exoskeleton. He kept an eye on S.E.U. who he was sure was doing fine herself despite the chaos. A human attempted to step in Sik's way as he picked him up by his neck and tossed him into a nearby wall. The chaos was to ensue for another few hours so getting off now was the best bet. He caught a glimpse of Vadim defending the Anubian relic as he picked up someone who had clearly attempted to hijack it and literally tore them in two. Vadim was definitely not one that you would want to anger. Sik tore through a group of people knocking them down or into nearby walls as he had finally reached the area with his ship. Ships were still taking off as people tried to hijack ships that clearly did not belong to them as well as the occasional panicked pilot ramming his ship into the walls, ceiling or floor that was sure to cause several broken bones at best. Finally he boarded his own ship and told them to take off once S.E.U was on board. "-Once S.E.U. boards the ship take off immediately!-"

 

[DescriptedEnd]

S.E.U. simply stared as Sik become violent with his tormentors, getting splattered with a small amount of sticky green blood stuff. Bug guts, perhaps? How lovely, just absolutely rejuvenating for the skin, it was. No, but really, that was absolute bullshit. Her threat sensors went off as shooting broke out - no shit, there's a threat - and her one gun automatically uncovered itself and she used her eye's target finder to shoot at anything that shot directly at her. No use in shooting at anything that didn't shoot at her, just to prevent fatalities and, of course, keeping anything else from deciding to attack her. She couldn't move as quickly as Sik, being a robot made for distant combat, but she moved as quickly as she could, feet clunking heavily with a 'thunk' noise every time her feet hit the floor. She did her best to ignore the ricocheting bullets that bounced around her, nearly unleashing all the ammo in her ammo sleeve as a stray bullet clipped the protective plate on her port shoulder, flinging off to some unknown location. She payed no attention to anything she shot, focused on getting to the aircraft. At this point, Sik was most likely right ahead of her until she realized there was a ship was directly in front of her. She noticed beings fall in front, easily justifying that they were being taken out by her ship mates, before seeing a fuzzy creature board the ship. Er... okay, what the hell was she supposed to do now? It seemed only natural that she should shoot it; the creature thing was foreign to her and was boarding the ship - speaking of which, how in the world did the thing get on so easily. Nonetheless, she pushed her way passed, letting a couple more bullets fly, before clunking onto the ship.

 

[The Kaosophile]

Hunter flipped several switches and pushed some buttons before pulling back hard on the flight controls. The landing gear was still pulling up as the ship exited the frail atmosphere of the planet, and once the Firefly was out of SAM range, Hunter let out a breath he didn't realize he was holding. "Everybody okay?" Hunter asked, turning on the ship's inertial dampeners and exiting the cockpit.


"Where to? I'd rather not stay too close to that cesspool. Akibas ilkian dias, as they say; on to better hunting grounds." he said, scanning the faces of his new crewmates. When his eyes fell upon his captain, the Basitin steeled his stance into attention, fist on his chest, head slightly bowed. The knight's salute. "Sir," was all that came out of Hunter's mouth, but the implicit speech was 'Sir, I hope to serve you well in all future endeavors and I would be honored to join the ranks of your crew.' The things not said nor implied were You should probably know I killed my last boss, your last pilot, my own father, and countless other people that I don't even think about as anything more than notches on whatever weapon sealed their fate, and I have no intention of making it to some cushy retirement alive, so I may or may not drag you all into danger with me. But why would that need to be said?


From what he had scrounged up, the engineer was the only one he hadn't expected to be on the crew, but perhaps the other candidate that was in the right place at the right time was off relieving himself when it came down to it. Hunter decided he should probably keep just how much he knew to himself, as most people became alarmed when they found out that their every motion was being tracked by one of a hundred different people, and all that data flowed into the hands of the less legitimate side of society. The point was moot anyway, as he just managed to kill off his only source of that information by means of deliberate negligence... and stealing a vital part of the deal that source was about to seal: his wallet.