LadyMajora1024 Posted February 18, 2014 Share Posted February 18, 2014 Star was quiet as she watched the others converse about smoking and the like. Unlike everyone else in the room, Star rarely drank and never smoked. She thought smoking was quite the dirty habit and didn't want any part of it, so she usually avoided it and the people who were doing it by leaving the room.....though this time, she wouldn't be able to get out of it without attracting some kind of attention to herself. Something she didn't want. She reached into her bag and brought out a laptop which she had been working on for a while. Her desktop was full of icons and programs that she used daily, going from MMO's and online applications to modeling and hacking software which she got access to while in the military. Star grabbed a pair of headphones from her suitcase and plugged them into the jack on the left side. She then double clicked her music folder and scrolled through the thousands of songs she had downloaded and picked one before leaning back and relaxing. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
ballisticwaffles Posted February 18, 2014 Share Posted February 18, 2014 With the parting remarks, Ian bids his leave. Taking extra care to put his right foot over the threshold of the ship, he passes into the ship muttering something under his breath. In the entry way he stands, looking around for anyone to guide him to his room. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
russiandog38 Posted February 18, 2014 Share Posted February 18, 2014 Ashlin arrived at the bar and set her bottle down on it, looking at the diffrent assortment of sprites and liquors. "Hey guys." She said to the wolf and the terrier already there before disappearing behind the counter and emerging with a shot glass. Grabbing her bottle and popping it open, she poured the liquid into the glass and took a seat. The vixen was never really good at striking up conversation so istead she listened to theirs and breathed in the sweet smell of rhe pipe smoke. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Harlow Posted February 18, 2014 Share Posted February 18, 2014 The smell of normal tobacco and the dog's oblivousness made him sure he wasn't brigning any "nip" in the ship. "The reason's the same as everyone in 'ere. Saw the flyer promising money, had free time and thought 'I could use more money meself' so... yeah". He refilled his glass, this time with Gaedelic Whiskey on the rocks. He turned himself towards the voice sounding from his back. The jaguar was amazed he could still pass by as a terrier when reached by his back. "Oi there" He said to the vixen. She seemed Titanian. "Didn't know Titanians were allowed to drink. Religion and all." Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
russiandog38 Posted February 18, 2014 Share Posted February 18, 2014 Seeing the terriera face, Ashlin could tell something was off. I didnt take her long to find it though and she let out a small laugh. "Huh, and I didnt know canine was a new look for cats." She said, downing her shot. A few small coughs escaped her mouth and she wiped her muzzle, the liquor burning her throat. "And about the religion thing, just a stereotype. I dont believe in that needing faith bullshit, nor do I believe that some deity is going to supply me with plentiful spring water." Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Snys93 Posted February 18, 2014 Share Posted February 18, 2014 (Ansam to Dimitri) "Hacketts over there." He pointed over at a Fox lounging. "I'm gonna help myself to some stimulants of the liquid variety." (Ansam to Ian) Ansam sees a simian in haste, possibly looking for some shuteye. "The ship has a automated voice command. Just ask where I think and it'll get you an assigned bunk." 'Wait a minute,' he thought, 'When did I become a busboy?" He concluded that it must have been the fact he was surround by interesting people again and forgot what it was like to live a normal life. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Jimmy Darnell Posted February 18, 2014 Share Posted February 18, 2014 (Dimitri to Ansam) "Alrighty, and I may do the same soon; if I aint booted off." He says, tipping his hat to Ansam. (Dimitri to Hackett) Dimitri spotted Hackett, and waled towards him. With the flyer somewhat clutched in his hand, he says "Mr. Hackett, I'm here for a flyer you sent out saying 'Guns for hire'." Now standing straight, holding up the flyer. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Jeroscope Posted February 18, 2014 Author Share Posted February 18, 2014 He motioned to a seat across from him that the husky could sit in. "Take a seat." He said. He pulled up Dimitri's file. "Dimitri?" he asked as started reading through. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Harlow Posted February 18, 2014 Share Posted February 18, 2014 "Yea'. Sadly back in Gaedel, speciecism against those non-canines it's still soaring, so I got some papers stating I'm a terrier so more doors could bloody open for me." "Fucking, genius; this ruse is working swimmingly" "So... what brings a habibti like you in this predicament?" he asked to the Ttianian girl. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Jeroscope Posted February 18, 2014 Author Share Posted February 18, 2014 He interrupted the interview real quick and hollered over at that jaguar. "Cut it out, Lennox. The charade is over." He turned back to Dimitri, leaning back in his seat as he started typing information. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
ballisticwaffles Posted February 18, 2014 Share Posted February 18, 2014 "Thank you, sir." Ian says. He takes a step forward and pauses, sniffing the air with a long and clear whiff. Almost immediately, his face breaks into a wide smile, the familiar stench of tobacco smoke gracing his nostrils. He whips out a silver container with a practiced flick, lighting the Cigar he had smothered before he had stepped onto the ship. Taking three deep puffs, he lets loose a tooth smile and a torrent of smoke, chuckling as he pads his way to his quarters. "I can tell this is going to be a very good gig." Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Dr. Orange Posted February 18, 2014 Share Posted February 18, 2014 Zephir poured another drink and laughed. "Heh heh ... Lennox is your name eh?" He took the cup in hand. "I'll admit you had me going for a second. Heh." He took the drink still chuckling a bit. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Harlow Posted February 18, 2014 Share Posted February 18, 2014 "You! Goddamn him. Mind your own fucking...ARGH!" "Damn.. You're no fun..." he removed his jacket and untied his hair; his little clean-cut discreet bun now free and waist long, metalhead-like. He also skipped the whiskey and switched to another glass of the Fortunan liquor he had first. "And I could've kept you goin' for as long as this mission kep' going." he snarkily replied, no need for the faux-gaelic accent, using his natural, raspy, Napocan accent instead. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
russiandog38 Posted February 18, 2014 Share Posted February 18, 2014 Ashlin let out a muffled laugh, Ryan obviously calling the cat out on his act. She reached over and gave him a hard pat on the back. "Its alright Lennox, we're probably all going to be seeing each other so much it was bound to come out sometime." She poured another shot off her homebrew and downed it. "Also, I came because I didnt have any jobs lined up and just needed something to do. How about you?" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Jimmy Darnell Posted February 18, 2014 Share Posted February 18, 2014 (Dimitri to Hackett.) "Yes sir,-" He says, taking a seat. "-I guess for starters, I was born on Corneria; and became a lawman when I went to Katina. Riding a Harley and roping thugs. Up until I found out the mercenary business was where I belonged. I still kept the title of a law man, but also put myself out there as a merc. When I saw the flyers, I had to join up; figuring a group of mercs is better than one." He says, cracking his neck a bit. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Snys93 Posted February 18, 2014 Share Posted February 18, 2014 Ansam found a small fridge behind the bar. He opened it as the interior turned on like a holy aura had touched his face. "Oooo, there we go." he said withdrawing two beers, one for each hand. It wasn't the lite stuff either, but the thick malty brews he liked so much. "I don't know about the rest of you guys, but I'm itching to work. In the mean I'll prepped." To Ansam, getting prepped meant taking count of his inventory. However most of his gear was on his ship still in a CDF impound, so in the meantime all he had was stuff on his person. He sat at a table and withdrew his ridiculously oversized pistol and after unloading began cleaning it. The scuffed, partially shiny gun barrel alone was a foot long ending at its chamber and rose wood handle. It was embroidered with a black ghost flame that ran from the tip of the barrel and back. A nicely welded RPG launcher was add to the firearm that added to its mass and deadliness underneath the barrel. There was a name branded to it; Loretta. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Jeroscope Posted February 18, 2014 Author Share Posted February 18, 2014 Hackett smiled at the mention of law man. "A law man. Huh..." He grinned. "Sorry. Its just you and I have a lot more in common than you think." He set the tablet to the side and sat back. "I brought you all here under the reason that you get paid, but in reality I want to use you all for a much better reason. A bigger reason." He brought his hand to his chin and stroked it a second as he looked toward the others. "A just cause." He looked down at the tablet, then back up at him before standing up. "Consider yourself first officer." He held his hand out to him. "Welcome aboard." Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Harlow Posted February 18, 2014 Share Posted February 18, 2014 "I stole this flyer from a damn dirty dog and figured I could make money..." "I was called for this job personally after someone recommended me. As for the cover being blown eventually? Please. You don't know me..." he said firmly and as truthfully as he could. Too many people went out and withdrew their guns, each oen bigger than the next. Compensating much? But this meant a bit of an issue, apart from two small Desert Eagles, he was practically gunless next to these metaphorical and literal gargantuans. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Jimmy Darnell Posted February 18, 2014 Share Posted February 18, 2014 Dimitri sat there, listening intently. He raised an eyebrow when Hackett said they had more in common than he thought, but quickly returned to a straight face. When the words 'Consider yourself first officer' came from Hackett's mouth, a smile spread across his face. He stood, shaking his hand saying "Thank you sir, its an honor." Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
ballisticwaffles Posted February 18, 2014 Share Posted February 18, 2014 "Guns in the in-ship tavern?" Ian surmises, having been exploring the ship after properly securing and storing his possessions. He had entered the room with the foulest stench and the most people, people he assumed were to be working along side him. Without an introduction or a single word he pulls a chair and sits, chewing the end of his Cigar as he notes the multiculturalism apparent in the room. And the fact that people were cleaning guns in a booze filled public place. Disgusting. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Jeroscope Posted February 19, 2014 Author Share Posted February 19, 2014 (actually, every room on the ship smells the same: the sweet scent of nothing. the whole ship is filtered) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Snys93 Posted February 19, 2014 Share Posted February 19, 2014 Ansam looks up at the simian across the way before resuming his cleaning. "Don't like mixing business with pleasure?" he says before taking a swig of beer. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
ballisticwaffles Posted February 19, 2014 Share Posted February 19, 2014 "I would prefer to keep my gun clean, not drenched in alcohol and Smoke." He says, making sure to punctuate his statement with an upward puff that is quickly snatched away by the filters in the ceiling. "Too expensive to replace parts in the case of an... accident" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Snys93 Posted February 19, 2014 Share Posted February 19, 2014 (Ansam to Ian) "For me, risk is part of the game. If the heat comes I'll take it standing, the satisfaction I didn't take things way TOO seriously and having fun doing it. What is life without some risk, huh?" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Arashikage Posted February 19, 2014 Share Posted February 19, 2014 Elektra came out from her room, heading to the so called "Ship tavern." She sat down, in her black leggings and black hooded sweatshirt. The right sleeve of her sweatshirt had a red line going down the length of it, surrounded by two white lines. It was a gift she kept. She looked at the people that were residing. "So these are my teammates." She commented to herself. She could work with that. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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