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Charlie had watch, bemused, as Angelica excused herself and calmly saunter over to Wade. From her angle, Charlie couldn’t see the weapon which the scavenger now trained on her crewmate, but using her deduction skills, Charlie was able to put two and two together. As, after all, there was no way Wade would back down so easily without persuasion. Slowly, Charlie stood in preparation for Wade’s defences, yet before a word could leave her mouth the sound of shattering glass ‘tinkered’ in the air.


A wave of warm feeling liquid washed over her feet, as Charlie and the rest of the bar froze. Perfectly synchronised, every head, including Charlie’s trailed down to her feet, to where a pool of ginger snapps now soaked into the fabric of her shoes.


Gulping dryly, Charlie’s heart accelerated, as she looked up to see the rest of the bar meet her startled gaze.


“Umm.” Charlie offered, as the first creak of bar stools being pushed back sounded. A nervous laugh rumbled through her chest, as the girl reversed towards her seat, pointing down at her shoes. “As stupid as this is gonna sound. Believe me, I know.” Charlie began, as she watched another gorilla-resembling man stand slowly, beady eyes set on her. “That. Was not me. Okay?”


Glancing back, Charlie briefly met the gaze of Raven before glancing up at the bartender, who had now given up on Wade and was staring, unblinking, at her. His face, already red, now flushed to a deeper shade of maroon, whilst at his forehead, a vein rose from his furious, furrowed brows like a squirming, throbbing worm.


“You think you can steal from me?” The bartender said as he pushed away from Wade and slowly, one step at a time, advanced towards where Charlie now stood.


Charlie shook her head, although this had little effect to the situation.


“You think you can just saunter down here and act all innocent, you no good, cow sucking, frog-humping son of a gun.”


Charlie paused in her fear as the insult tripped off the bartender’s tongue, along with a copious amount of spit, which, as he had gotten closer, sprayed across her face like morning mist. Arching an eyebrow, Charlie’s comeback was more instinctual than thought out and within moments of speaking, Charlie regretted everything.


“Geez, say it, don’t spray it, savage. I am not about to have turd-throwing contest with a local monkey. IT WASN’T ME!”


More silence.


Then the bar exploded with noise.


A couple of the locals advanced to the chorus of ‘what did you mean by savage’ Or ‘local monkey’, all aiming at her. Whilst other local drunkards just began to wail on each other. You know. Just for the fun of it.


Charlie on the other hand, had to duck as a bottle flew towards her head, only to hit the barman instead. What followed, was this. Charlie jumped back to her feet, only to drop again as when the barman’s fist filled her vision. This rage filled and partially blind swing at his target however, connected with Ned, a large, bear of man who had been advancing to help his friend deal with these outsiders.


On squarely hitting Ned in the nose, Ned also became rage driven and swung blindly back, and just like the that, hit another man within close proximity. Thus started the chain reaction of the drunken bar fight. Monkey see, monkey do after all.


Springing to her feet, Charlie grabbed hold of a stool and stared up at Raven, mischief now clearly painted over her face before she shouted. “ROUND ONE. START!” and dove head long into the action. After all, if they were going to be the accidental start of a fight, they might as well enjoy themselves.


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Ross was about to inform Wade about why she was meeting up with the three hired guns when she heard the bartender over their coms. her facial expressions went from happy go lucky to pissed off in seconds as she turned to Dax with fire in her eyes. When Wade cut the com you could see a small twitch at the inside corner of her right eye. "I told them no to get into trouble." She hissed under her breath.


Ross held out the papers to Dax before storming off towards the downtown section where all the bars. were.


Raven had gone silent for most of the time that had just passed. But she went really quiet when the bar tender accused Wade of stealing. At first she couldn't help but stare at the commotion, but when others started to get involved she couldn't help but worry about the whole outcome. She took a step back as a bottle almost hit Charlie. Watching the girl duck out of the way she felt a light breath leave her lungs when she saw that her fellow Rider didn't get hurt.


But that was far from the end of this bar fight.... No it was only the beginning. As bottles and beers started to fly Raven couldn't help but duck down to the floor. Her eyes meet with Charlies. "We should get out of here before the Captain gets here." Raven told her. Raven had heard the commotion over the coms, especially the one where Wade made sure Ross heard the bar tender.


"If we get caught in this fight we'll get stuck on ship duty with Shin for the rest of the time here." Raven looked back to the crowd. "Wade's already on that list and a bar fight isn't worth Ship duty." She added. Raven would rather be caught racing then be in a bar fight. Racing was worth the gamble... A out of no where bar fight was not worth planet side ship duty... Especially not under Shin's watch.
 
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...Wade pushed his way through the now, enraged crowds, past Angelica and up to Raven and Charlie...


SO YOU GUYS WANT TO FIGHT, OR BOOK IT!? EITHER WAY YOU HAVE MY FISTS, AND MY GUN-


...As Wade said this he caught a fist headed his way, and instinctively moved out of the way. The man attached to this fist was a big burly guy. As the man stumbled from the unexpected loss of contact, Wade slid his foot into the shin of the man while simultaneously grabbing the back of his shirt and thrusting him towards the bar counter. The man flew head first across the counter, into the back wall of the bar, was knocked unconscious and fell to the ground behind the counter. Wade didn't skip a beat though he got as close to Raven and Charlie as possible, and turned towards them, his back fully exposed as someones pool stick shattered into a million pieces after making contact with Wade's metal plating. Wade put his hands against the counter of the bar and continued to take beatings, every now and then wincing, and looking up at the two...


Well!? We gonna stand here all day or you guys gonna decide?

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[]Angelica felt the wave of hostility through the crowd. While everyone was standing still in disbelief she made her way to the door of the bar[]


"When the goin' get's tough... the tough get goin' "


[]She pushed the door open and headed out into the street and to the corner shop just across from the bar. A few moments passed as she sat at the chair, now ordering something small to eat. Before the street suddenly exploded with drunkin' idiot's fighting, and loads of bottles, and wooden shrapnel littering the streets. No matter what happened now she was likely to follow the girls. Angelica seemed to fade into the background in the chaos[]


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The Greshlin just stared for a brief moment at the unwinding sanity and peace of the bar as a table went flying through the air the sound of meat and flesh colliding into one another proceeded to follow up. His mouth gapes open and starts cackling like a madman, going so far as to slap a knee. He hoots some more and then starts making his way through the strange double doors that led into the rather chaotic and amusing display; the crowd around him oblivious of the tiny extraterrestrial. The tide of people changes directions as more people join in, like the ocean, and for a split second the red creature looks up, only to see someone's large and unsightly plumber-cracked rear, proceed to crush him.


The alien managed to rid himself of the much larger force by a prompt, and most certainly painful, bite to the buns; something straight out of those comics of the olde days. Thankfully, due to his gelatinous and amphibious-like body, he only suffered having the breath squished out of him, literally.


The intoxicated person gives a cry of pain, and then one of anger and charges, limping, back into the mass of flailing limbs, assuming the aggressor to be somewhere in the group... The Greshlin reasoned that hallucinations were a bonus in alcoholic fights.


He finally breaches the door, huffing and collapsing on the wooden scaffolding outside the door, of the bar so named for it's bike races. That's approximately when the devilish thought entered his mind.


The devious grin was something the people investigating missed, but when three different groups burst through the Dutch doors, the puny being couldn't help himself and made over to the line of bikes, hiding easily behind a large double wheeler. And just when the nearest drunk approached, he gave the largest a toppling shove that left him panting with the strain, but the rest of the prized (and undeniably expensive) bikes created a domino effect all the way.. down the line... ending with a large crash. The drunk gaped in surprise at what he had thought he had done with the blink of an eye he was surrounded by angry Riders. Ooooh, buddy, this one was by far one of his greatest endeavors of destruction.


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Charlie flinched as Wade took a direct hit to the back with a pool cue, before looking at Raven with a sudden worried expression. Wade could handle the hits, his armour was pretty amazing, but honestly Charlie still didn’t like watching wood splinter against her crew mate. As another bottle flew past, shattering against the back wall of the bar, Charlie made up her mind. Looking up at Wade, she grinned sheepishly, “Let’s get out here. Maybe if we don’t actually punch anyone, we can talk down Ross and get out of ship duty. Stay close, Wade.”


Turning and ducking down, Charlie grabbed Raven’s wrist and began to weave through the entangled brawls which toppled past her. Having to stop every now and then, as men stumbled past them, Charlie eventually reached the door, although, as she broke out into the sunlight, the rest of the fight followed.


Skirting around, she pulled up against the wooden wall of the bar, set away from the doors which continued to spew out drunken violence into the street. This of course only led to more mayhem, as the drunks moved close to the line of bikes.


With a loud clanking noise, the machines toppled like dominos, throwing up a cloud of dust and briefly causing a lull in the noise before more cries of war were called. Riders came rushing out next, eyeing their babies which now lay on the dusty ground before turning on the drunk like a pack of wild dogs.


Flinching, as they descended onto their target, Charlie looked at Raven with apologetic look. “If I get assigned to ship duty because this, promise that you will remember me fondly.” Charlie offered, as she looked over heavying mass of heavily haired men and scantily clad women, to spy Ross’ form storming through the crowd of onlookers; parting the men and women like Moses and the red sea. Even from this distance, Charlie could see the captain’s rage etched onto her face, a look which made Charlie’s blood run cold.


This really wasn’t our fault. She thought, as a man fell at her feet unconscious. Looking down at him, Charlie gazed as rather large globule of spit slithered down his chin and soaked into his beard, as the K.O’d man lay motionless, red welts slowly swelling into being across his cheeks.


“You know, just this once, Raven. I am kinda jealous I am not the one who got to be knocked out for this.” Charlie partly chuckled, before she looked back up at Ross and grimacing. At this moment, as if perfectly timed, the bartender reappeared through the doors, eyes wildly scanning for his original target, who he spotted to be wedged between Raven and Wade. Bee lining towards her, he swung but before he could connect, Charlie’s training kicked in.


In plain sight of their captain, Charlie grabbed the man’s wrist, using his own momentum against him, to pull his stomach into her knees. The man keeled over winded, while Charlie let out a gasp of pain which now seared through her already bruised ribs, before raising a hand to offer a friendly wave to Ross.


“Captain. I can explain.” Charlie gasped, as her eyes began to water from the pain, a smile twitching across her lips, to he chorus of breaking glass, angry shouts and bloody fists.


Of course, if Charlie had realised that this was all down to a red, small lobster looking alien, the story would have panned out very differently. However, luckily for him, the half pint had avoided the lead rider’s attention. So instead, Charlie, like the leader she was meant to be, would take the blame if Ross saw it fit to point the finger.


Dax on the other hand, grasped at the papers which were thrust his way, as Ross stormed off. Shaking his head, he followed at a jog, not surprised at the speed which his friend had picked up as she slipped through the crowd of shoppers. No calming words could get through to her now, Dax realised, as slowly the sound of the bar fight began to replace the bubbly babble of merchant talk. Whatever had gone down, it had naturally spread through the intoxicated members of bar like wild fire dragging everything into chaos.


The extent of the chaos however, did not reach Dax until he rounded the corner onto the scene which lay before him.


Men stumbled back and forth, as profanity and liquor was flung at anyone and everyone in close proximity. Meanwhile, set back from it all, stood his three crewmates, watching over the violence with what Dax took as a look of guilt. This idea only being confirmed when in plain sight of both the captain and the first mate, Charlie expertly downed a man before arrogantly waving towards him and Ross like nothing had happened.


“Wrong bloody move, Gardener.” Dax hissed.
 
Raven wasn't so helpless when it came to bar fights. She could truly handle her own. But with Charlie pulling her along she couldn't exactly pull away as they moved out of the bar. She grumbled a bit as she had to kick or shove away men as Charlie aimlessly ran through the bar.... Dragging her along.


As they reached outside she noticed Charlie let go of her wrist. At that moment she let out a breath of air only to witness the bikes fall over. She tilted her head but a somewhat dumb look plastered on her face. All those bikes were now toppled and of course riders of all kinds were now rushing to the fight and dragging it to the streets. "Well this sucks." She grumbled as she continued to follow Charlie. But stopped when Ross and Dax were in sight. This was not going to be good.


She watched as Charlie dropped a man on the floor and then wave to the captain. Raven couldn't believe her eyes at this. She let the palm of her hand smack her forehead and sit there as she shook her head gently. "I can't believe I'm following you...." Raven uttered as the captain neared.


Ross was beyond pissed as she reached the fight. With ease she tossed or knocked out any man in her way. With in a few seconds she was standing in front of the three with hard narrowed eyes. You could tell all three of them were on her shit list.


Just as she was about to speak a man came at her screaming. She turned around and nailed the man in his face with her right fist. She looked to the fight still going on in the streets which only angered her more. She spun back around and looked them over once more. "The three of you better make your way back to the ship before I do...." Her tone of voice was beyond warning at this point. It meant go now or the consequences will be far worst then what she claimed them to be.
 
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...He nodded and followed Charlie and Raven, occasionally intervening whenever a bottle or limb came their way. He had blocked quite a few projectiles from hitting either of them as they made their way out into the street. Wade followed the two up the street a bit before witnessing the tumble of everyones bikes. Wade couldn't help but to shake his head in pure disbelief. He stood with the two crewmates and watched their captain make her way through the angry crowd up to them to stare at them with piercing eyes ...


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...Wade knew not to say anything in his current situation, he just occasionally nodded and followed orders. His eyes briefly made contact with Dax's and Wade gave him the "we need to talk about this later" look, but not in a demanding way, rather in an almost excited look. As they made their way back to the ship he caught a glance of the white haired girl Charlie and Raven were speaking too earlier, and she looked just as pissed as Ross did. But paid her no mind. As they walked past Wade began making small talk ...


Don't worry guys, pretty sure I'm going to get the blunt of her rage


...Wade was used to this kind of scorning back at his bar he was basically the daily janitor. Piss, spit, grime, old alcohol, and cigar smell. Scrubbed clean from the interior and exterior of every nook and cranny. Even the roof on occasion, this didn't keep him from sighing though...

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[]Angelica placed the last bit of food in her mouth before returning her gaze to the crowds before seeing her bike make a thud against the dirt ground. This was it; one thing you don't do is mess with a rider's bike. Becoming enraged she turned around in her seat and began walking very hastily with the store owner shouting at her. She simply put a single finger in the air to tell the shopkeeper to hold on. As she reached the rouring crowds she had gently brushed against a woman with blonde hair, sunglasses, with a pissed expression and being followed by a larger, muscular man. They were headed for...[]


"My buddies! "


[]She returned her gaze to the crowd, then back to the angered woman approaching them, then back to the crowd. She decided on the course of action. But finally decided on this, she hoisted her weapon up and pulled the frontal trigger, a shotgun shell erupted out of her weapon creating a deafening "BANG". At this everyone seemed to stop what they were doing, except for the bartender who made a swing at Charlie and was promptly put face first into the ground. She winced and turned around completely only to walk up to Charlie, Raven, and the rest of them who she didn't really know. She overheard Ross reaming the 3 for starting the bar fight, and a ping of dissatisfaction ran through Angelica. She approached Ross very carefully[]


"E-Excuse me... can I talk to you for a second


[]Angelica placed the barrel of her gun on her shoulder so the tip was aiming into the air[]


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Raven frowned deeply as she glanced towards the others before looking to the ground. They didn't even get to watch the Edison races... but in stead she was actually happy that no one really got hurt. She looked up hearing the gun fire. Her eyes spotted Angelica quickly. here eyes darted back and forth when Angelica approached Ross. Her mouth dropped open as she wished that she could speak... But nothing came out.


When Ross heard the gun shot she slowly turned around. Her eyes looked to Angelica and then settled on her weapon. The fight had stopped but Ross' rage was far from over. "And who the hell are you?" Her words were slow and calm but her expression was intimidating. Ross may have a lot on her plate dealing with the ship and her crew... But to her that was her home and family..... Even if things weren't looking too good for them, she still had her tough side that no one could break.


She looked Angelica over with judging eyes. To her the girl was already cocky... Mostly because she fired a gun in the middle of a fight and then proceeded to approach the angry Captain.


She glanced over her shoulder to Dax, "Make sure the crew gets to the ship..... Find Shin and place them all on ship duty..." She almost uttered towards him. Her volume in her voice had lowered but the anger was still there before she turned back to Angelica.
 
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[]She clicked the safety on with her index finger and rested it on the outside of the trigger. She watched the girl's angry expression carefully for a few moments, but from the way she was talking to Raven and Charlie she was their superior of sorts. She sighed realizing Charlie had lied to her about not being with anyone else. And stepped towards Ross and stopping about 3 feet infront of her.[]


"Hey uh... good afternoon"


[]She she let out a nervous chuckle[]


"I see we're all having an eventful day."


[]Angelica pursed her lips as she could clearly see the other girl was in no mood to make chit chat[]


"Alright... well I'll skip to the chase then. I'm assuming that you're mad at them for this happening. However if you'd keep an open ear for a sec I can tell you what happened..."


[]The unresponsiveness told Angelica to continue[]


"So, the man laying in pain on the ground next to your feet there is my friend. He's the bartender for that place that seems to have exploded. Now... what ended up happening was me, and your two girls over there"


[]she motioned to the two girls walking away from them[]


"were talking about the races and bikes... When my friend, the bartender, started screaming at your hired muscle. I hadn't seen what had happened prior to that but I know I would've seen him, climb over the counter, latch open the glass case, take the liquor, replace the liquor, climb back over the counter, and act like nothing happened. My bartender friend is having a very bad week. His wife left him, and his kids are in the hospital for a fever. Anyways... after the bartender started shouting at the bigger guy(wade), the man(wade) reached across the counter and grabbed him by the collar, after that I had walked over and "persuaded" him to cut it out, the bartender stopped shouting and they stopped being mad at each other. But when the shit finally hit the fan... was when the bottle that had been stolen landed at Charlie's feet. Now... I can account for both Raven and Charlie, as I was literally talking face to face with them as the bottle was stolen, and I'm pretty sure I wasn't hallucinating. Eventually your crew spilled out into the streets... unharmed, so presumably without fighting, and made their way over here. Then all of the bikes, including mine, got knocked over. So I got pissed and walked over there to punch some guys face in, but I saw you were scorning my two new friends, so I did what any logical person would've done... and fire off a round so everyone would stop. That last bit isn't important, but I like getting all the details. So basically... I'm just asking that you not take it out on them because they were just in the wrong place at the wrong time."


[]Angelica shot Ross her sweetest, most genuine smile before holstering her weapon and looking at the bigger guy[]


"No offense but... a.... a-are you... human?"
 
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Ross listened to the girl speak and by the looks on her face you could tell Ross was not amused by her words. After the girl was done talking a snickered grin crossed her lips followed by a small chuckle. She took in a breath through her nose before she took a step closer to Angelica. "First off.... " Ross locked eyes with the girl as her smile ran away. "Who the hell are you to tell me anything at this point in time?" She asked. Ross held a strong look in her eyes as if she wanted to beat the shit out of someone.


"Second... Let me tell you a little story as to why it is unwise to fire a gun in the middle of a brawl." Ross tilted her head but never loss eye contact. "What if someone drew their gun at the sound of your gun fire.... Most bars contain retired men of war... One shot and they can rush back to the good old days and start firing at random..." This was the reason why Ross never pulled her gun out in a bar.... Well unless someone started shooting first.


"But seriously... You think you can walk up to me and tell me how to run my crew?" Ross blinked a bit. "Or better yet.... How about you fuck off (sorry for the language... Just getting into character.) And head back to what ever planet you came from before I send you there in a box." Ross nodded. "And believe me... I always get the address wrong." Ross was now less than a foot away form Angelica. Her right hand sitting on her gun still in it's holster.
 
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[]She didn't take well to people who acted like this.[]


"Okay well... if you'd like to put those words into action... I've got about 100 guys here on this moon; I've got 3 battleships out in orbit, and lastly an entire planet just waiting for a bounty.(She's talking about her black market contacts)"


[]Her eyes turned stone cold[]


"You don't fire a gun in a bar fight but you make a habit of picking fights with people who are trying to be reasonable, with absolutely no idea who they are, or where they come from?"


[]Her hand balled up into a fist. And a red light started blinking in her ear. The vibrations were telling her that her heart rate was getting too high and if it stayed that way she'd have to medicate.[]


"if we're going to play the numbers game... I wasn't trying to tell you how to run your crew, I was letting you know how the situation went down so that maybe... you weren't worried about a bounty being put on your crew and their heads, because it was a simple misunderstanding."


[]Angelica's adrenaline was pumping, this wouldn't be the first time she would have gotten into a nasty brawl. Although her hand stayed off of her weapon.[]


"If you'd like to resolve this peacefully, then my name is Angelica... and I'm sorry about your crew and the misunderstanding."


[]Angelica hated people who thought just because they were in authority elsewhere they could just do whatever they liked to anyone[]


"but another thing... if we're talking about who the hell anyone is... it's pretty obvious you and your crew are not from around here. I don't know who you are or what respect, or authority you think I should be giving to you but... You aren't from around here, and I don't give a shit about your high and mighty attitude lady"


[]Angelica readied herself for any kind of attack. Her body turned slightly to the side and her right foot slid back a little, the toe of her boot digging into the dirt. She knew if she got shot she'd be able to take it. Her skin was about two or three times thicker than most humans, not to mention harder. It'd hurt like being kicked in the womb, but she didn't care.[]


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Ross gave Angelica a pathetic look. "Who said anything about a bounty?" She questioned. "And lets place the facts in the right place. This is MY crew." She stated firmly. "And if you have 300 plus people backing you up.... They they are following blindly." She shook her head at Angelica. "MY crew and MY business is NONE of yours." Ross made her words very clear as she spoke down to Angelica. "You stay away from my crew or you will have to call upon your so called 'friends." She stated.


Ross took a few steps back but kept her eyes on Angelica. "I may not be from around here.... But if you seriously want a war...." Ross gave Angelica a very fake smile, "Step into my business one more time.... Oh... And remember.... You approached me, I honestly don't recall asking you what happen, nor did I ask my crew." Ross let the fake smile run away from her face as she let her eyes unlock form Angelica's. She turned around to find her crew still standing about. She let out a deep breath before looking to Dax. "Dax..... Get the crew to the ship... I have work to do." She stated before taking the papers back from him.


"Find Val and make sure she heads back as well. No one is aloud to leave the ship without my say so." She stated. Ross was very keen on how she wanted her ship ran. She also had a very strong rule... Her way or the highway.... Unless you were Shin and owned half of the ship.....


Raven gulped at the sight of her Captain in action. She was actually surprised that anyone would approach Ross when she was angered. She had seen the woman in a fight... She had some tricks up her sleeves and Raven can't recall a fight Ross didn't win. When Angelica mentioned people that she had on standby or even ships in orbit... She fell back to her first impression about the girl.... Uneasy.


Raven looked over to the others before elbowing Charlie gently. She motioned with her head in the direction of the ship. "I think we should head back before Ross really gets mad." Raven stated. Yeah she was bummed out about the whole thing... But this was not the time to argue or state one's opinion.
 
Dax nodded to Wade with a tight grimace before using his chin to motion the three towards the ship, not wanting to allow the three any more time to gawp at the show down between the captain and the scavenger. In the earie silence however, Charlie for once, kept her mouth shut as with the back of her sleeve wiped away her smile along with the few remaining streaks of tears. Her stunt with the bartender had cost her dearly and her ribs now throbbed, her skin burning with each breath. She appreciated Angelica’s move to stand up for them, it had taken guts but the girl had no idea who she was dealing with when it came to Ross.


Kicking off the wall where she had prompt herself up on, Charlie put on her stony face as she began her trip back to the ship, trying her best not to give into her body’s urge to limp. No arguments. After all, Ross was captain. Yet her steely silence was not the soul result of Ross’ rage alone, no. This was more a reaction to her pride taking a massive knock and from the most surprising source too. Raven.


I can't believe I'm following you… Her words echoed through Charlie’s skull like a bell, striking every bitter chord in the cheerful girl as she swollwed her pride. She knew she had crossed a line before, but as Angelica had pointed out, she had done nothing. Well, sure, she had compared the bartender to a monkey, but in the list of insults which the verse held, she had actually been pretty tame. Secondly, when she had made a swing, she had done it only out of reaction. If she had taken the punch, her chest probably wouldn’t have been able to take it. Bye bye lungs! But in truth, and Charlie knew it but didn’t want to admit it. Her real rage came from the fact that Raven had a point. She had gotten herself and her friends into a situation which could have been easily avoided with a couple of bananas to appease the ape overlord of Jetson’s.


Damn it, what she had done was unprofessional and she was better than that. She was lead rider because she was good. Really good. Enough to keep up with Edison in the league’s if he was still about. Although that comparison was pointless without hard proof and how was someone meant to prove themselves against a ghost?


Sucking in her lip, Charlie shrugged off Raven’s suggestions to follow orders and continued on her way, only glancing back to Angelica briefly, before Dax blocked her view.


“Keep going.” Dax rumbled lowly, as he pushed the three on, before pressing down onto his coms. “Val, you about? Ross has requested you head back to the ship ASAP.” With that, he clicked off and looked down at Raven and Wade with raised eye brows.


“She gave you one rule guys.” He offered, trying to pass it off as joke, before Charlie let out a low growl and quickened her pace. Admittedly, this was a first for Dax and he faltered in his steps, flashing Raven a questioning glance. Charlie never sulked. She was the bouncy, happy-go-lucky mascot with a badass undercoating no-one ever saw coming. Brooding teenager angst was not her style and that, just when this thought floated across Dax’s mind, is when he noticed the way Charlie was holding herself. She was favouring her left leg, and kept her right arm tucked in close to her chest.


She had been injured. Dax blinked, not really surprised at the girl’s misfortune as she’d had worse, but at her secretary about it, which lead to only one explanation.


Pride.


"Lets just get back. Okay?" Charlie growled, "who wants to call dibs on cleaning the toilets..."
 
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Angelica Harlock


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[]Angelica stepped off, raising her hands in the air like "ouuu scary". She spit on the ground and turned her back to the spiteful, sour woman. Angelica's words about the 3 battleships was not actually a lie. She frequented outer space and made some very... interesting friends. Most everyone that followed her, did so because they had a debt to her. So she wasn't worried about them "following blindly". In this line of business that's just how it was. You didn't worry about anyone faltering, or betraying you. Because there was just someone waiting in line to take their place. These people she was friends with were the same people who stole ships for fun, and killed people for the sport. She grimaced at the thought of sicking anyone like that onto her enemies.[]


"F***in' Lady all high and mighty, n shit


[]Angelica had a point though, this moon was one of the worst planets to piss someone off. If you came in clean you usually left clean, start a ruckus though and it was likely it'd draw attention. Sure the moon had this calm, townsly shell but underneath was all the grit and grime you could imagine. It was a refuel spot, so it was unlikely that any trafficking would be found or punished[]


"let's just hope you didn't pull any attention."


[]She made her way back to the bar and squeezed her bike out from underneath the others. Her entire chassis was nicked and oddly shaped.[]


"Tch..."


[]Angelica knew she had to get a new bike otherwise it'd be a no go for any races. She was pissed, as she had just installed a special metal into her bike that would've blown the competition away. She got on her bike and started it up. It sounded fine but the metal chassis was now pressed against her exhaust which meant she would literally cook her own ass if she went too fast, but... again... she didn't care. With a angry stomp the bike roared to life and she set on her way to her ship. Along the way she spotted the sour woman and her crew heading to the giant of a ship. She stared for a moment but her eyebrows furrowed. She sped past them at a hundred miles an hour kicking up dust as she passed by. A mischievous smile crossed her lips. She laughed remembering Charlie had the same look on her face at some point.[]


"Cya roun' friends"

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...Wade quickened his pace at Dax's response and offered Charlie his shoulder for support...


Ah jeeze... I'm sorry guys I shouldn'a told Ross anything was happening. We shoulda gone to a shop and told her we were nowhere near when it started...


...Wade only had enough time to spit dust from his mouth as the bike sped past. He tried to see who it was but it was too late...


Shit... is someone following us now...


...He spoke too quietly for anyone to hear, but he lowered his head and trudged along...


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The lobster red alien couldn't believe it. Flynn had finally taken the time to be stealthy and witness something quite incredibly. The towering humanoids above him shouted at one another in some dominant female territorial dance, probably something he would never understand- though he enjoyed it never less because of his- ahem, much lower position. One of them heaved her bike up like some war god and sped off, sending of wave of dirt and sand-like granules. He turned his refocusing attention to the strange batch of creatures gathered around his vicinity curiously. As he watched this leader direct orders to this crew of hers, he could already feel another bout of possibly suicidal gimmicks to exact. No matter where they where going, he was surely coming along; like some weird parasite that chews on your innards till you spew blood; literally, though perhaps not so dangerous as that. Not to mention, this talk of ship's duty and cleaning of toilets perked his interest, what in gloobnork was either of those strange things?


The Grishlin waited behind a minute or so, and then set out on foot as quickly as he could- as not to lose his quarry. It was a bit difficult, trying to stay within the shadows in addition to his rather small legs and gait, well to put it simply he looked like a kindergartner doing hopscotch. Flynn decided that he would follow the strange metal encased android-looking creature with the oddly shaped head structure. There was no easy way to look at the tiny alien, or so he assumed, for there appeared to be no eyes, at least not from this position.


As the group approached the loading dock containing all the foreign ships, it was evident as to which they were heading to. So with the thought of possibly open portholes, the impish extraterrestrial takes off, diving onto various carts, just barely staying out of sight - but a couple surprised glances told him that he indeed was spotted by one or two people of no import. He leaps off of one final loading cart in front of a small trading vessel, which was dwarfed by the titan-sized ship next to it.


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When Wade drew level with her, offering her his shoulder, she bit back a biter snarl. Catching her tongue at its tip between her teeth as her ribs gave another unforgiving jab, sending spark flying down her nerves. Lifting her arm, she wrapped her arm around Wade as she gave in and let out a sigh of relief as some of the pressure lifted from her bruises.


“Ah jeeze... I'm sorry guys I shouldn'a told Ross anything was happening. We shoulda gone to a shop and told her we were nowhere near when it started...”


Wade’s apologise was swallowed by dust after that but Charlie understood well enough his meaning. Shrugging as nonchalantly as her injury would allow her, Charlie let a small sneak of her usual grin slip across her lips.


“It’s okay, I’m glad we had you there as I honestly don’t think I could take a pool cue to the back.” She winked this last bit before lightly patting Wade’s other shoulder in thanks. “Good to have ya around bud.” She finished, before looking back up to follow the now faint, roar of Angelica’s engine. The silver beast she was on had gone fast, but not fast enough to be unrecognisable. “Yep, making new friends is my forte.” Charlie sighed, while she dusted off her jeans with her free hand, at last stepping into the looming shadow of the Gallion.


Dax took the lead here, striding around Charlie and Wade and making a headline for the control panel at the ship’s bay doors. Hitting in the code to unlock, the whir of release mechanism rose like a purr from somewhere within, as the door began to lift down. Turning his head back towards the others, he offered a sympathetic grin to his crew mates.


“Shin will be happy for the company, at least.” Dax grinned, before looking at Charlie with a kind expression. “There’s up sides to everything, after all.”


“Shin? happy to see another living being?” Charlie sighed back, as her rage ebbed a little. “He’ll be pissed his one on one time with the Gallion was interrupted. What do you call those people who marry machines again?”


“There’s humans which marries machines?” Dax questioned, a little relieved to see Charlie’s usual self somewhere below the hurt pride, before he decided to joke a little further. “Never mind. I’d rather not know. But I do you will be a little happy at seeing the nav…” Dax stopped as Charlie shot Dax a warning look which rivalled Ross’ perfectly. Like an old planet racoon, Charlie looked cute but would fight Dax if she had to. Lifting up his hands in surrender, Dax backed into the cool interior of the ship with a grin as he nodded to Wade. Sure he didn’t know what had happened back in the bar yet, but from the sounds of it, Wade had helped out their two riders significantly.


“Home sweet home, ladies and gentleman.”
 
Ross waved the dust from her face as she watched Angelica ride off into the distance. Her temper still set on high she broke off from Dax and the others. With this event she needed to work quickly on finding the three hired guns, getting back to the ship, grabbing Wade and Dax, get the one of the drop ships, get the cargo and then hopefully get off the moon before anyone realizes that they don't have a full ship. This whole scene display at the bar helped nothing.


If any of her crew made some kind of enemy or attracted the wrong attention... Who knows who could be looking for her or her crew.


Raven followed quietly and didn't really say anything until they got to the ship and the doors opened. She merely grumbled really as she walked through the doors. Charlie was right about a few things when it came to Shin and his ship time. Once the doors closed the ship seemed ever so silent. She blinked looking around finally landing on the others. "So where is Shin?" she asked.


Meanwhile Val had gotten the message from Dax on her com while she was in the market. She frowned a little, "I'll start making my way back to the ship now." she told him before switching off her com. She looked down at the clothes she was looking at. But her eyes slowly moved towards something else. She reached out and picked up the small little brown bags with little tags on them. She peeked inside and a smile replaced her frown. Purchasing her new found treasure Val started to make her way back to the ship.
 
Angelica Harlock


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[]Angelica rode her bike up the ramp to the inside of the back of her ship, and got off her boots clinking against the metal. She breathed in through her nose deeply and let out a sigh of relief and smiled a little.[]


"Nothin' like stepping onto your own ship... I love you baby..."


[]She seemingly hugged one of the support beams of her ship and cracked a laugh. Then she hit the garage button and the back of her ship folded up sealing the ship. She made her way up a ladder into one of the life support rooms, and followed a hallway down where she took a left and the door slid open making a "hiss". She walked into her room, threw her gloves onto one of the dressers, and began to undress. She also had a full bathroom in her room and decided to take a shower. After she changed her outfit and headed to another room which was located through a crawl space behind one of her dressers. As she stood up she couldn't help to marvel(;D) at the circular room, with one of the largest banzai trees she had ever seen before. Although she had been the one caring for the tree all this time, it occasionally took her back. She approached the tree and sat down. There was an incense holders to the left and right of her, she picked up the a lighter from one of them and lit an incense for each. After that she folded her legs, and put her fingertips together before meditating.[]

Wade Wilson


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...Wade thought he saw something red on his suit and began turning every which way for a few moments before awkwardly making eye contact with all of the crew which were now staring at him like he was insane. He looked now at Charlie who was leaning on him with one arm...


What!? Don't look at me like that, I thought... I saw a bug or something.


...Embarrassed he now avoided eye contact and headed into the ship...


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As Wade bugged out, Charlie couldn’t help but inch a little bit away before giving the guy a reassuring pat on the shoulder. “Hey buddy, it’s cool. We all know things start to get confusing as ya get older…” Before allowing him to help her onto the ship.


As Val’s voice briefly crackled into being in her ear, the girl was glad to hear that the doctor was going to return. Largely because it meant pain killers, but she was a pretty cool gal too. Dax on the other hand was preoccupied with Raven’s question and nodded in response. Where was Shin? Wasn’t like him not to come scampering out of which ever hole he’d dug himself into, if he had heard the door go, however before he could begin to dream up wild excuses for the navigator Charlie chipped in.


“You know, he probably couldn’t hear us over his rendition of ‘Let’s Marvin Gay and get it on’ to the engine.”


Dax sighed, but shrugged off the comment as he turned and nodded to the three, the girl was joking but in truth the man was probably too caught up in his work to pay attention. Pointing to Charlie then to the ground, Dax grinned as his baritone voice rumbled the word “stay.” Before turning to Raven and Wade.


“Make sure she doesn’t manage to hurt herself anymore alright? I’ll go check up on Shady Shin, See where he’s at.”


Charlie stuck her tongue out childishly as Dax commanded her to stay before looking around at Wade as she listened to Dax’s footsteps fade down the passage towards the engine room, still sheepishly avoiding meeting Raven’s eyes. Her pride was still wounded after all and she wasn’t up for facing that demon yet, first she needed her ribs fixed.


Slipping through the narrow hallway which lead down into the engine room, Dax had to duck occasionally to bow through some doors before at last arriving at his destination. Large chucks of machinery were everywhere, like silent sentinels glistening dimly in the light. However, as magnificent as every bit was, Dax could not name a single thing and so instead of marvelling at nameless pretties, Dax began his search for the second owner of the Gallion.


“Shin?” He called, as he began to make his round. “You about? I have some presents for you in the docking by.”


Admittedly, Dax had no idea if Shin was even down here, but he figured if his search ran cold here, he would check the next common grazing ground of the navigator. The cockpit.
 
Flynn grinned, as always, to himself and quickly ran into the old war vessel, it's vacuum-sealing door closing a tad to close behind him. As he peered around and his eyes adjusted, he was dimly aware of the fact that his whole body was glowing a warm pink, similar to one of those ghosts in classical horror movies. He quickly backs up and ducks behind some sort of tech panel as his skin reaches a new level of brightness. Though, thankfully there was a red light above him and above that, a sign that he couldn't read: Disposal.


The people intrigued him the most, but as he watched them walk so close, yet so far away, he backed up into his hiding place, content to resting for the time being.


However, as he leaned back against the wall, his short stature failed to realize that the wall, wasn't a wall at all, but a trash disposal... that was vacuum sealed in it's own way. So he proceeded to fall backwards, and the floor beneath him-registering his existence- sends a signal to the door to lock. Flynn, alarmed, beats his small meaty fists on the plastic. However, that is futile as the pressure sound him, forces him straight up a slender tube to the belly of the ship, or more specifically, the furnace in the engine room.


After getting forced through twists and turns galore, the Greshlin stumbles in the darkness, glad for the stillness, and the fact his stomach no longer felt as if it was going to leap from his throat. However, he supposes that he relaxed far too fast. As soon as he stepped forward, in something incredibly crumbly and crunchy, flames leapt up around him.


Though was a shock at first, and then the Greshlin started genuinely laughing - and incredibly loudly at that- from enjoyment, even going to the point of swirling around in them and backing in their heat as the flames and their heat increased, attempting to burn him, oblivious to the people within the surrounding room.
 
Raven just recently picked up on the fact that Charlie wouldn't make eye contact with her. Well she would look at her, but something was up. She looked to both Dax and Wade as they joked around with Charlie for the few minutes. But when they mentioned that the ship was quiet her mind moved form Charlie to the ship. It was indeed too quiet....


Raven nodded towards Dax as he left to go find Shin. She turned around to help Wade with Charlie.


Shin could be found on the bridge sitting in his navigation's chair.... The screen before him stated that something had been successfully loaded into the ships computer. Unfortunately Shin on the other hand was caught sleeping. This clearly could explain why it was so quiet upon the ship. His tablet and com were sitting next to a keyboard along with his unfinished coffee that was now cold. By the looks of it, Shin was probably there for sometime... And possibly had passed out an hour or so before the crew had gotten into some trouble at the local bar.


By this time Val had made her way back to the ship. When she entered the vesicle she looked a little confused at the scene before her. She was a bit shocked to see the crew just hanging around the entrance, but her eyes feel to Charlie quickly. A small frown crossed her lips as she placed her things down and walked over to them. "What happen?" She asked as she placed a hand onto Charlie's skin. Her thoughts zeroed in on Charlie's ribs and the bruises from their previous combat practice. The girl had over worked herself leaving her in a state of pain from the worked up muscles that were already badly bruised.


She turned to Wade and Raven at this point as she collected her things. "Bring her to the infirmary." Val stated. Once collecting her things she lead the way for the others.... Even if they knew where to go, Val wanted to make sure the lead Rider made it there without any further damage.
 
Dax was about to leave when a thud sounded from one of the tall metal shoots. Pausing, the man turned and scanned the room, an eye brow raised in confusion as he tried to figure out where the noise had come from. Had he missed Shin? It was perfectly possible after all, the room was huge and filled with nooks and crankies, but then, why hadn't Shin responded to his calls?


Letting out a low grumble, the carapace on his shoulders began to shake threateningly, the boney sheaths rattling drily as the man began his advance back into the engine maze, mind racing with explanations for the noise, as after all, caution never hurt.


Slowly he paced around the room, checking corners. Yet no matter how many corners he checked, nothing and no one jumped out at him. After the third narrow passage, Dax began to filter in logic. The ship was old and the noise was probably something shifting in place. With a mummbled "blood hunk of junk" Dax relaxed until a hissing noise rose up from behind him signalling the start ip of the incinerator's process.


Jumping at the sudden noise, Dax felt his embarasrnt begin to bubble in his chest, as with narrowing eyes he turned to the incinerator with an air of betrayal annd that was when the laughing began. Turning, at first, expecting to Charlie or Raven to be stood in door way, with their usual wicked grins, Dax prepared for the mockery. A giant jumping at nothing more than a couple of empty pipes. However, when he saw the entrance empty, slowly realisation dawned on him.


Twisting back to the incinerator, Dax moved forwards slowly, as he listened to the laughter which grew louder as he neared.


"Holy water, what is this?" Dax gawped as suddenly he rushed forward, caution thrown to the wind as he grabbed one of the pressure values and began to twist. Something, no, someone was inside. Burning and laughing while they were at it.


They had to be crazy but regardless of the mental state, Dax could not let someone become charred bacon on his watch. Wrenching the value, the gas from within spluttered to a stop, taking the flames with it but leaving the laughter.


As the roar of fire ceased, Dax tried to steady his heart. Drawing the white bladed sword from his back, he began approach to the hatch of the incinerator. Pausing only a second to ready himself as he draw to a stop, Dax flicked the latch and stepped back as the incinerator door opened. Within all was dark. Expect for something glowing... Pink?


"Think we have company down here guys." Dax announced over the coms, before he leaned in to inspect the gloom, not knowing what he was about to see.


Charlie nodded to Val as the woman entered and inspected her patient. Giving a sheepish smile, Charlie shrugged before wincing at the movement.


"Should have seen the other guy. He tried to punch me in a bar fight he tried to start." She explained as the woman began to lead the way the infirmary. "He missed. Naturally. But I think I must have pulled something as I one hit K.O'ed him." Charlie smiled this last bit before sobering quickly.


"Captain's pissed though. We were told to return to the ship."
 
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As Wade bugged out, Charlie couldn’t help but inch a little bit away before giving the guy a reassuring pat on the shoulder. “Hey buddy, it’s cool. We all know things start to get confusing as ya get older…” Before allowing him to help her onto the ship.
As Val’s voice briefly crackled into being in her ear, the girl was glad to hear that the doctor was going to return. Largely because it meant pain killers, but she was a pretty cool gal too. Dax on the other hand was preoccupied with Raven’s question and nodded in response. Where was Shin? Wasn’t like him not to come scampering out of which ever hole he’d dug himself into, if he had heard the door go, however before he could begin to dream up wild excuses for the navigator Charlie chipped in.


“You know, he probably couldn’t hear us over his rendition of ‘Let’s Marvin Gay and get it on’ to the engine.”


Dax sighed, but shrugged off the comment as he turned and nodded to the three, the girl was joking but in truth the man was probably too caught up in his work to pay attention. Pointing to Charlie then to the ground, Dax grinned as his baritone voice rumbled the word “stay.” Before turning to Raven and Wade.


“Make sure she doesn’t manage to hurt herself anymore alright? I’ll go check up on Shady Shin, See where he’s at.”


Charlie stuck her tongue out childishly as Dax commanded her to stay before looking around at Wade as she listened to Dax’s footsteps fade down the passage towards the engine room, still sheepishly avoiding meeting Raven’s eyes. Her pride was still wounded after all and she wasn’t up for facing that demon yet, first she needed her ribs fixed.


Slipping through the narrow hallway which lead down into the engine room, Dax had to duck occasionally to bow through some doors before at last arriving at his destination. Large chucks of machinery were everywhere, like silent sentinels glistening dimly in the light. However, as magnificent as every bit was, Dax could not name a single thing and so instead of marvelling at nameless pretties, Dax began his search for the second owner of the Gallion.


“Shin?” He called, as he began to make his round. “You about? I have some presents for you in the docking by.”


Admittedly, Dax had no idea if Shin was even down here, but he figured if his search ran cold here, he would check the next common grazing ground of the navigator. The cockpit.
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Raven just recently picked up on the fact that Charlie wouldn't make eye contact with her. Well she would look at her, but something was up. She looked to both Dax and Wade as they joked around with Charlie for the few minutes. But when they mentioned that the ship was quiet her mind moved form Charlie to the ship. It was indeed too quiet....
Raven nodded towards Dax as he left to go find Shin. She turned around to help Wade with Charlie.


Shin could be found on the bridge sitting in his navigation's chair.... The screen before him stated that something had been successfully loaded into the ships computer. Unfortunately Shin on the other hand was caught sleeping. This clearly could explain why it was so quiet upon the ship. His tablet and com were sitting next to a keyboard along with his unfinished coffee that was now cold. By the looks of it, Shin was probably there for sometime... And possibly had passed out an hour or so before the crew had gotten into some trouble at the local bar.


By this time Val had made her way back to the ship. When she entered the vesicle she looked a little confused at the scene before her. She was a bit shocked to see the crew just hanging around the entrance, but her eyes feel to Charlie quickly. A small frown crossed her lips as she placed her things down and walked over to them. "What happen?" She asked as she placed a hand onto Charlie's skin. Her thoughts zeroed in on Charlie's ribs and the bruises from their previous combat practice. The girl had over worked herself leaving her in a state of pain from the worked up muscles that were already badly bruised.


She turned to Wade and Raven at this point as she collected her things. "Bring her to the infirmary." Val stated. Once collecting her things she lead the way for the others.... Even if they knew where to go, Val wanted to make sure the lead Rider made it there without any further damage.
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Dax was about to leave when a thud sounded from one of the tall metal shoots. Pausing, the man turned and scanned the room, an eye brow raised in confusion as he tried to figure out where the noise had come from. Had he missed Shin? It was perfectly possible after all, the room was huge and filled with nooks and crankies, but then, why hadn't Shin responded to his calls?
Letting out a low grumble, the carapace on his shoulders began to shake threateningly, the boney sheaths rattling drily as the man began his advance back into the engine maze, mind racing with explanations for the noise, as after all, caution never hurt.


Slowly he paced around the room, checking corners. Yet no matter how many corners he checked, nothing and no one jumped out at him. After the third narrow passage, Dax began to filter in logic. The ship was old and the noise was probably something shifting in place. With a mummbled "blood hunk of junk" Dax relaxed until a hissing noise rose up from behind him signalling the start ip of the incinerator's process.


Jumping at the sudden noise, Dax felt his embarasrnt begin to bubble in his chest, as with narrowing eyes he turned to the incinerator with an air of betrayal annd that was when the laughing began. Turning, at first, expecting to Charlie or Raven to be stood in door way, with their usual wicked grins, Dax prepared for the mockery. A giant jumping at nothing more than a couple of empty pipes. However, when he saw the entrance empty, slowly realisation dawned on him.


Twisting back to the incinerator, Dax moved forwards slowly, as he listened to the laughter which grew louder as he neared.


"Holy water, what is this?" Dax gawped as suddenly he rushed forward, caution thrown to the wind as he grabbed one of the pressure values and began to twist. Something, no, someone was inside. Burning and laughing while they were at it.


They had to be crazy but regardless of the mental state, Dax could not let someone become charred bacon on his watch. Wrenching the value, the gas from within spluttered to a stop, taking the flames with it but leaving the laughter.


As the roar of fire ceased, Dax tried to steady his heart. Drawing the white bladed sword from his back, he began approach to the hatch of the incinerator. Pausing only a second to ready himself as he draw to a stop, Dax flicked the latch and stepped back as the incinerator door opened. Within all was dark. Expect for something glowing... Pink?


"Think we have company down here guys." Dax announced over the coms, before he leaned in to inspect the gloom, not knowing what he was about to see.


Charlie nodded to Val as the woman entered and inspected her patient. Giving a sheepish smile, Charlie shrugged before wincing at the movement.


"Should have seen the other guy. He tried to punch me in a bar fight he tried to start." She explained as the woman began to lead the way the infirmary. "He missed. Naturally. But I think I must have pulled something as I one hit K.O'ed him." Charlie smiled this last bit before sobering quickly.


"Captain's pissed though. We were told to return to the ship."
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[]She rose up from her spot breathing a sigh of relief before heading out of her secret garden and to the cockpit of the ship. Where she kicked up her feet onto the control board and began adjusting one of the knobs. A radio transmitted different volumes of static for sometime until suddenly voices could be heard.[]


"Think we have company down here guys"


"Ou... someone getting raided?"


[]She said excitedly staring at her weird contraption of radio and antenna parts. This was of her own creation, she could listen into every frequency including personal coms and planet broadcasts. This was her form of television, listening in on peoples lives was entertaining for her. She felt like she was, for a brief moment, not alone in this giant void. She smiled in anticipation waiting for more chatter[]

Wade Wilson


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...Wade scoffed at Charlie's comment. But his mood seemed to pick up when he saw Val, and he did as she said helping Charlie along into the ship as they followed Val inside...


...


...He didn't say anything as they walked through the ship, and began thinking about Dax when he heard the mans voice chime into his ear. His heart quickened a bit as he reached for his Com...


Whadya mean Dax, you in trouble?


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As the fire extinguished itself around him, causing smoke to roll around him lazily till it dissipated, the pressure drastically got lighter, though Reagis's, or Flynn's, gelatinous like form barely noticed it and was simply disappointed at the disappearance of heat and the introduction of hazy darkness.


However, as the door to this hot haven was thrown open with a hollow squeaky squeal and his body was rendered to it's typical bioluminescent self, he found himself face-to-face with possibly one of the strangest and chocolate skinned aliens he had ever seemed. The said creature was closely human-ish, but had this blue jagged ridge that runs perpendicular to his tough armored-looking nose. This whole abnormal visage was framed with large elvish ears lined with a variety of piercings and thick, dark, and probably heavy dreadlocks decorated with seemingly random beads and bits of cloth. Though, the Greshlin had to admit the sloping curvature of his skull and the odd tint of skin was at a balance with the pair's weird aura.


But what did this creature want? He even went to far as to draw a weapon on the now silent, and rather small, extraterrestrial. Flynn leaned back and plopped into the ashes, causing them to swirl around like grim snowflakes. Now ash-covered, the Greshlin covers his face with his four-fingered, and undeniably stubby fingers.


"Please don't eat me, I won't taste good..."


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Braxtes Nexxemexis


Deep in a basement area near the large manufacturing building was where he was, fixing and reassembling his chain gun. It was already night time and would remain so for the next 17 hours, which only added to the amount of he had to work on his repairs. Electronical arms floated around from his back, drilling and recontructing different parts while Braxtes fiddled with the hook up cords. All of his tinkering and weapons scattered around only proved how much spare time he had; all of that would be changed soon. Tomorrow was when he planned on leaving Dreojedin, taking any possible transportation off of his home planet. If Reavers attacked as he left then so be it, not like he would care. Before he could do anything else another Technician came into his room, also covered in masses of wires and breathing apparatus'. <"Still staying up to work on weapons I see?"> Asked the Tech in such a complex language that one would need translators to understand, even then they would have quite a fun time trying to understand the translation. Braxtes had no need to look up, already having known his own friend <"Just think: The sooner I am gone, the less you'll have to worry about my explosions."> Said Braxtes in the same language, his voice sounding like a bunch of flies everytime he said something. The both of them knew it was time for Braxtes to leave but that only meant Dreojedin would have one less Tech, nothing more. At this the both of them decided to work on it, dismantling other spare parts and attaching them to their individual weapons.
 
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