Jag took it's time to pick itself up from the ground near the investigator's corpse. It's cloak covered in terran blood while it rose up from the floor, looking over back towards Vakarus.
The Sanghvi quickly moved to pick up Vakarus while it looked over everyone's status over it's implant.
"We're done here." It coldly remarked, before turning and moving up to the landing pad.
It's face now baring an large crack on it's left side, the left edge was also chipped off from the second impact.
It did not matter, Jag walked up and dropped Vakarus into one of the seat within the Boarhound. An outdated light bomber extensively converted into a civilian lander.
The Sanghvi helped pick up Vakarus when they landed, letting both Abrax and Maddox carried him to treatment.
Meanwhile, Jag simply chose to walk aboard the vessel. It walked around it's corridors, patrolling them while it's implant flashed and muttered before gently stopping itself.
It heard Taylor's yell, it took an moment to listen before choosing to leave towards the bridge.
With it's own sighting in the pubic and that of Yanim, then their was no point in hiding it's past from the rest of the crew.
Moloch sat completely still in his seat. His shuttle was caught in a tractor beam and he couldn't fly away. As he was getting closer to the source he noticed a familiar logo on the freighter that had captured him. It was the infamous, and notorious, Bloodrunners. He could only shake his head in disbelief on seeing it.
Once he was inside their ship as it began to warp away elsewhere, he awaited the inevitable boarding... except it didn't happen. He looked outside one of his windows after a few minutes and saw two of the pirates arguing with eachother. Both of them were fiddling around with a control panel which kept flashing lights rapidly.
Oh dear, it looks like they couldn't turn the tractor beam off. Moloch would be suspended in the hangar bay until they figure out they could just divert power from the device firing the beam.
He went to the back of his shuttle, grabbed his lute, and started to jam out. He was going to be here for a while.
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Frosty sat at a table, once again by himself, in the mess hall. He was hoping the success of the mission would ease things up a little, but the atmosphere was tense due to the slipups that occured. Taylor and Maddox made a bad call and were going to be reprimanded. Vakarus and Dio were in the med bay undergoing surgery for their wounds. Porter was lost. He himself felt like he didn't perform his best as part of the pit crew, he felt like he could've done better. So he didn't feel alright with himself either.
[QUOTE]Oh, trust me. I know. Worked with them once on a job.[/QUOTE]
"We need to swap stories then."
[QUOTE]Anyway, check with your bro about his idea. And take your time picking out what you want. First tat is free.[/QUOTE]
"Oh, I guess I need to think hard on this one."
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Alex noticed Frosty sitting alone at his table. "Hey Frosy, why are you sitting there in the dark?"
"Hmm? Oh, I was thinking about what happened during the race. I do hope the boss isn't too hard on you and the others over what happened with that android. To be very honest, I was about to pull out my handgun and start blasting away myself! Still, It is good that we managed to complete our mission despite that incident."
"Don't worry about me. I was going to hit that android regardles if Maddox shot at it or no. I could have easily have been dismissed as a lunatic that got in somehow and not connected to the crew. What's shitty about this is that Mad and Taylor are going to catch a lot of shit and it doesn't matter if you or I or anyone think that they deserve it or not. Take my advise, don't interfere when the boss is chewing out someone, otherwise you might end up in her sights." He smilled. "Good job out there, anyway. Doubt that Jeb would have made it across without you."
Amelia walks into the mess hall. She glances over to see Alex and Frosty chatting with each other. "Hey guys," she waves. "How's-" she yawns, exhausted from the day, then yelps, clutching her waist. Still sore from the gunshot. "How are you guys?" she asks while walking to the hot chocolate dispenser. She pushes a few buttons. Medium, 3 marshmallows, warm-hot. The machine rumbles for a while, she leans on the counter.
"Noted, I will stay clear of her in that case. Also, thank you, but I could not have done it without the rest of the crew. I think we all contributed to Owen's success here. If it hadn't been for the rest of the pit crew, Owen would have been left in the dust. Perhaps, once this mercenary work is over, we ought to form our own pit team!"
Frosty laughed, but stopped when he saw Amelia hold her waist.
"Uh oh, is something wrong?"
"Got shot. The bullet is out, waist is healing. It's very sore however. Feels like someone hammered me sides." The hot chocolate continutes to brew.
"Oh that? It will go away, don't worry. Don't put too much strain on yourself and let your body and nano-machines do their work."
"Hmph."
The machine ejects the hot coco. Just how she wanted it. She picks it up with her cold hands, then raises it to her mouth. The glorious taste of hot chocolate raises her spirits anytime. She sighs, looking up, grinning. "So guuud..."
Owen walks over to the mess, it was a very long day, even though he won in the end.
Yuga looked down onto the floor whilst processing Mad's report.
She nodded and turned towards him and Taylor.
"Now, I hope I wouldn't need to tell you why you are here..."
She conveyed, inspecting both Taylor and mad before tilting her head backwards.
"But I will reserve my judgement until after you have had a chance to explain the situation."
Jag slowly entered bridge, walking onto the floor of the bridge gracefully.
It made sure to not disturb Yuga's inspection of Maddox and Taylor's abilities.
The Sanghvi took an moment to overlook the room around it, turning to face towards Yuga afterwards.
Bowing it's head down to her before taking stepping back from her.
"Owen! Come sit with us!"
Frosty pulled a chair for Owen to sit with him and Alex.
[QUOTE]"But I will reserve my judgement until after you have had a chance to explain the situation."[/QUOTE]
"The incident was entirely my fault, ma'am. Lapse in judgement. I should have told the others to remain where they were until the androids actually made a move on us. Instead, I allowed Maddox to fire on the android." stated Taylor, speaking up first. "I should be the one to bear the blame. Maddox here was just doing what he thought he should have done. I should have stopped him, but I didn't."
[B]....[/B]
[QUOTE]"We need to swap stories then.....Oh, I guess I need to think hard on this one."[/QUOTE]
"Yeah, we should. Anyway, like I said, take your time and talk to your bro about the tat. I'm gonna change out of this jumpsuit. Its riding up my ass." said Valkyrie, tugging on the back of the jumpsuit she had been wearing since the end of the race. She departed with a faux salute, heading back to her room.
She emerged minutes later, heading down to the mess hall with her holo-tablet in hand. She checked her credit balance, and saw that the money she had bet had been withdrawn. Good chunk of cash. She frowned, before putting the tablet away in her pocket and strolling into the mess hall...just in time to catch the end of Frosty's statement.
[QUOTE]"...once this mercenary work is over, we ought to form our own pit team!"[/QUOTE]
"Nah. I like screwing with vehicles as much as the next grease monkey, but I'd prefer a bit more violence. It'll be back to piracy for me."
'Oh I see how it is,' Amelia thinks to herself, 'He gets invited to sit and I don't?... Well, he did win the race. All I did was get shot.'
'Still, I wasn't invited to sit down... is it my hair? My height? My... cheast?' She starts blushing, overreacting from not getting invoted to sit down. She sips her hot chocolate, shaking.
Valkyrie grabs a seat, leaning back in her chair and propping her legs up on one of the corners of the table. She glances over at Amelia, who was standing nearby (and apparently visibly shaking) as she drank her hot chocolate. She then pulls a chair out next to her, and pats it with her hand. "Sit." she said in Amelia's direction.
Maddox glanced at Taylor and shook his head. He took a step forward. "Negative ma'am, officer Caine is trying to take to the blame. The whole situation was my fault, I made the call. We knew that the mob would try something and I fell for it. The others only followed my lead, like any squadmate is expected to. I made the call, a bad one, it's only fair that I take the blame"
He looked at Taylor deep in the eyes before turning his attention to Yuga. "If you had any punishment in mind respectfully request that I, and I alone, receive it. Ma'am."
'Wha-wha-who is this? S-some gang member? Is this a ritual?' she panics inside her mind. Somethings different. Why is she feeling like she has massive anxiety all the sudden? The gunshot? She snaps back.
"O-oh... um su-sure." she stutters, sitting down next to Valkyrie.
Yuga observed as both Mad and Taylor stated their claims to the incident.
"Very well. As you might suspect I'm not one to take initiative and make instant calls. I prefer to plan my approaches in the long run and act accordingly, something you obviously did in a short term sense.
I will not hold it against you, but try to exercise more caution in the future."
She turned to Taylor with her tired eyes, "First mate Caine, will you allow Mr.Graves' to take your punishment?"
"Amilia, calm down." He looks at het cup. "Maybe you should lay off that for a bit, makes you jittery."
Owen sits down at the table, "man, what a day..." He looked over at the rest of the crew sitting at the table. "I don't know about you guys, but I'm glad to be off Prospera..." as he said that, his 'trophy' approached. "Oh, don't mind this guy, seems friendly enough, I guess he's my prize for this whole thing."
[quote]"Amilia, calm down."[/quote]
"I... I'm calm..."
[quote]"Maybe you should lay off that for a bit, makes you jittery."[/quote]
"Hot chocolate? That shouldn't... make me feel j-j-jittery..."
"So, Owen, how does being a champion feel-"
And then the "trophy" approached the table.
If Frosty could turn any whiter and paler, he certainly tried his best now.
[QUOTE]"First mate Caine, will you allow Mr.Graves' to take your punishment?"[/QUOTE]
"No, ma'am. I wish to accept my punishment. I am his superior, and his actions reflect on me as an officer. I should bear full punishment." stated Taylor.
[B]....[/B]
Valkyrie watched Amelia for a few moments, then finally spoke up.
"So I heard you got shot. That why you're so twitchy?"
[quote]"So I heard you got shot. That why you're so twitchy?"[/quote]
"I honestly don't k-know." she takes a frantic sip of her drink. 'Is it the shot? A disease?' all she knows is 'I'm scared.'
Maddox raised an eyebrow and looked at Taylor. "What are you doing Taylor? I'm taking the heat. It was my call. I appreciate you backing me up but this one's entirely on me."
Alex looked at Owen's prize. He had remembered seeing a vid about this sort of animal before. Something about they way it eats made it stand out. That was the only bit of information he could retain from that. Even the name escaped him "Did they tell you at least what this thing is? What it eats?"
[QUOTE]"I honestly don't k-know."[/QUOTE]
Valkyrie chuckles. "Yeah. That's probably it. I've been shot three times. You get used to it." she said with a smirk.
"Just be glad you didn't get shot somewhere important. That'd fucking suck."
"can't say that winning feels bad, but part of me wonders how far this corruption goes. I won in the past, but now I can't be sure if the influence is just at Prospera, or the whole F-max series." Owen saw Frosty's reaction, "Not sure what I'm going to do with him, though."
Owen answered Alex's question, "The only thing I know is that it ate my trophy...guess they couldn't find anything else"
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