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Thread: Erebos (Middle Six)

Name Nickname Danika 'Dani' Kennedy Attire The stitched top. A pair of shorts with garters that attach to thigh high, brown, stiletto boots. She has a pair of goggles on her head, and is missing the golden eyelashes. Weapon Unarmed Location Erebos Local Watering Hole. Tagging Anyone Zaphkiel Jibril Possibly the other pirates Trystan Laela Time October 1, 3075 Night. Danika was glad it would be on someone elses dime, and that meant that it left her a little room to lose a bit of inhibition. When was the last time shed been allowed to drink herself into submission? She didnt really have a preference of drinks. She ordered her food when the waitress made her way by and gazed around at everyone at the bar. They all seemed so chummy. And admittedly, she had been sticking pretty heavily to the twins, although why this was, Danika wouldnt even be able to tell anyone. It was something about them. Perhaps it was Zaphkiels attractiveness, or the subtle like-mindedness she seemed to share with Jibril. Either way, she didnt mind if they didnt mind. As she was thinking about this and that, she heard Jibrils order for Four Red Headed Sluts. Now, Danika wasnt much for the name of a drink, as she usually asked for a few shots of the strongest liquor they had pure, she wasnt sure if she was asking for shots and four women, or shots named after red-headed women. Regardless, she paid close attention to the drinks as they came to the woman. They certainly looked good. And while Danika preferred her shots to be fruity, much like an old fashioned Jello Shot, she couldnt deny that Jibril expended little to no effort in making the drinks look good. And now, it was time to deliberate about whether or not shed be trying one of those out. She didnt suppose it could hurt anything. But before long, she heard a statement she was sure was directed at her. She turned her head towards Jibril and quirked a playful brow. Milkduds? I like it. Its got a ring to it. She said with a soft chuckle before looking towards the empty shot glasses and then again to The man who was paying for everything. I guess Ill try one or two of what she had she did a good job making them look interesting, and maybe a jello shot? Assuming anyone around here even serves those anymore And yet, to her delight, they had them. And so once her shots arrived, she tore down the jello shot first before looking towards the new drink. The red was Intense, and before long, shed gathered her composure and gripped one of the Red Headed Sluts in her hand. Well, waste-not-want-not, I guess. Bottoms up. And within a few moments, shed taken both of the shots. Yes. That was definitely a kick, maybe one that she hadnt expected, although she was glad that her judgment had warned her that shed not be able to pound out four of them, the same way the female mercenary had before her. She cleared her throat and shook her head a bit. Well, that was lovely, actually. She mused, licking the residue of flavor off of her lips and looking down into the empty glasses to wonder whether or not she should have another.
Thread: Erebos (Middle Six)

Name Nickname Aeryn Reese Attire Green top, brown pants, brown leather boots, goggles. Weapon Hunting knife. Location Outer Haven local bar. Tagging Anyone Hunter, Skylar, Seth, Trystan, Danika, Jibral, Zaphkiel, Laela possibly Jakkon, Valerie. Time October 1, 3075 Night. Aeryn's eyes went wide when she saw the captain of the other ship defend the Illuminati girl. It was a chivalrous gesture to say the least and when she looked over at her, a part of her felt pity. The 'princess' definitely was far from home and she could relate to that being from Themis originally herself. And from the way she sat there, it was obvious that her eyes were being opened to the realities of the world for the very first time. Yes. Life was truly cruel and often unfair. It never waited for you and often laughed when you were in despair. When the music picked back up, Aeryn looked away from the Illuminati girl and went back to thinking about eating and drinking something. She noticed that most were into imbibing. But that wasn't her thing, though she could appreciate a good drink every now and then. As she made her way to the bar, she let out a tiny groan. Her wrist still hurt a little, but it was definitely feeling better than before. Sighing softly, she just smiled to herself and glanced about and continued walking to the bar until she was face to face with its tender. Just some water, please. And perhaps a soup. Aeryn gave the bartender a smile. Thank you. Name Nickname Laelestra Quentin Laela Attire Golden brown gown showing off some leg and ankle, brown leather boots. Weapon None Location Outer Haven local bar Tagging Anyone Trystan, Danika, Jibral Zaphkiel, Skylar, Hunter, Seth, Aeryn possibly Jakkon, Valerie. Time October 1, 3075 Night. Laela looked up when she heard Trystan's voice shout out, her eyes fixing upon the man approaching. She shrank back a bit, not wanting any trouble from someone who might mean her harm. She could feel her heart pounding, the beats quickening their pace as fear bubbled up within. She didn't feel welcomed at all, like she should just leave. Suddenly, Trystan held up his pistol and she let out a gasp as she watched him place it against the man's head. Blinking, her eyes went from the man to Trystan and back to the man once more. She hadn't expected him to do that. Nor had she expected everyone in the vicinity to take pause. Swallowing, she shrank back even more, curling up in her chair, feeling small. She was thankful when the man backed down and the music resumed. Laela needed that, some sort of return to normalcy. But what was 'normal' any more? She glanced around at everyone in the bar--those she'd been traveling with, the new people they were meeting, the clientele at the bar. Just then her tummy rumbled. Pity that. She just didn't feel much like eating.
Thread: Erebos (Middle Six)

Name Nickname Skylar Davies, Sky Attire Loose Fitting Black Jeans, Grey Leather Vest, Black Combat Boots, Handmade leather armband Weapon Standard Hunting Knife10in Blade, Blaster Location Erebos Tagging Aeryn, Seth, Hunter, Valkyrie, Jakkon, Trystan Time October 1, 3075 Night Name Nickname Seth Killingley, Seth Attire Black Loose fitting Jeans, Grey Sweater, Black Combat Boots, Long Black leather Trenchcoat, Black Hat Weapon Blaster, Light Saber Location Erebos Tagging Aeryn, Hunter, Sky, Valkyrie, Jakkon, Trystan Time October 1, 3075 Night Name Nickname Hunter Travis Donovan Attire Link Weapon Two Pistols holstered on thighs, Light Saber hidden on his belt underneath Trenchcoat, Sniper Rifle Location Erebos Tagging Aeryn, Seth, Sky, Valkyrie, Jakkon, Trystan Time October 1, 3075 Night Sky, Seth, and Hunter watched as Trystan took care of the man that had been pestering the woman that had come with him, the three were ready to back Trystan if he needed it. Fortunately the guy backed off when the gun was pointed at his head then was escorted out of the bar. The three didn't stare or watch as the guy was taken out they simply shrugged and got back to their drinks, it was nice to be able to sit down and relax for a bit. When Trystan returned and brought up trading and weapons Hunter's face lit up, I got some things, a lot of things, like money of course I got quite a bit of money but if you're interested ,Hunter then dropped his voice a little bit. I've got some parts for ships, military shit, high quality technology I'm talking stuff that people normally get killed for having, I got stuff from computers to micro chips to data you can download right into your ships systems ,he told him. And the rest well I can show you later on if you'd like, I've got boxes of stuff I've 'acquired' over the years. Hunter then leaned back in his chair and took a sip from his glass as he waited for the man's response. Sky noticed Aeryn groan and knew it had to be because her wrist was sore from being grabbed before, he looked to her then grabbed her arm to look at her wrist. He grabbed you pretty hard huh? Don't worry it'll heal up in no time just keep icing it that's all ,he told her before offering a smile. The man was concerned and had wanted to take a look at it before but never really got the chance to with everything that had went on. He was happy it wasn't broken or anything but he was still pissed at the fact that the guy had grabbed her in the first place. Seth simply sat there quietly like he normally did when there was a group of people around talking amongst each other, he just preferred not to try and talk over people. He sipped on his own drink as he listened to Hunter speak to Trystan, Hunter did know how to get his hands on some good technology amongst other things and Seth had to admit that even he was impressed with how much Hunter had actually gotten away with getting without being killed or injured.
Thread: Erebos (Middle Six)

Name Nickname Hotshot Attire Facemask, light body armor Weapon combat knife, old world pistol. Location Erebos The Cherish Bar Tagging Anyone Laelestra, Hunter, Seth, Skylar, Aeryn, Danni, Zack, Jack Time October 1 3075 Night Trystan raised an eyebrow when Hunter brought up chips for systems, and military grade equipment. He took his hand away from his drink, leaning on the table, pressing his fingers together gently. Honestly, I'd be more interested in the money. I was thinking you'd be more interested in the stuff my guy has to offer. He chuckled, leaning back, taking another drink before absent-mindedly rubbing the burn marks on his cheek. He did that whenever his mask was off. Any type of breeze tickled the skin there. He sighed, glancing around, watching one of the twins get up. For what, he couldn't figure out, and as long as she wasn't out to cause trouble, he could care less. The pirate smiled to himself, returning his attention back to Hunter. As for the chips, we don't have AI on the Kodiak. Everything we do there is pretty much done by hand. We do have a Nav system though, but that's about it. Everything from the targeting, to the phase jumps are done by my crew. More reliable that way. The tracker looked up, sniffing the air. Someone just bit the dust. Hard. He'd have to check it later, but he could definitely smell the blood. He blinked, shaking those thoughts from his head. He couldn't help but shudder slightly though. That thought intensified as Jibril came in, looking directly at him and licking some blood from her bottom lip. A small rumble made it's way from her throat, but luckily it wasn't audible over the din of the bar. His eyes glinted slightly, and he had to look away before he drove himself crazy. Bastard. She wanted to play that way? He could play. Raptor, you should go now. The dealer nodded, making his way silently outside. O'Hare sighed, standing up and making his way to the bar, shooting a quick glance at Jibril and Zack before leaning on the counter. Hey, I need something heavy, and I need it fast. The barkeep nodded, grabbing a small crystal flask and handing it to the tracker. There ya go Nezzy. Enjoy. He nodded his thanks, sitting back at his table, massaging his temples before taking a slow drink. He didn't always drink, but when he did, he most likely needed to. Bastard. He sent a telepathic pulse, wagging his finger at Jibril before motioning out to where the smell of blood came. At least to him. Then he turned his attention back to his drink, feeling himself calm down.
Thread: Erebos (Middle Six)

Name Nickname Reisa Amis Attire White and black peasant top with corset ties, black skirt, black lace handless gloves, black armbands, choker, goggles. Weapon None. Location Outer Haven entering bar. Tagging Anyone Morgan, Skylar, Hunter, Seth, Aeryn, Trystan, Jibral, Zaphkiel, Danika, Laela possibly Valerie, Jakkon. Time October 1, 3075 Night. The heat was intense, but welcome after the bitter cold of Lamia. Reisa exited the ship and followed close to Morgan's heels as they made their way into the city and toward what looked like a bar of some sort. It seemed lively enough and she nodded when Morgan mentioned that she had friends that more than likely were inside. She backed up a bit and gasped when a tall man in a black coat with a cigarette hanging from his lips. Morgan seemed to know him so she kept silent and continued to follow her inside. Reisa stayed relatively quiet as Morgan talked to the man she seemed on friendly terms with, though he seemed to be rough around the edges. She wondered if he'd truly help her or not. It was hard to tell and she really felt nervous as if all eyes were watching and wondering though she knew deep down it was her paranoia. Then again, a couple years interrogation and torture can do that to a person. When Morgan finished her speech, she looked up at the captain with her big blue eyes and tilted her head. She hoped he'd help. She needed someone to.
Thread: Erebos (Middle Six)

Name Nickname Aeryn Reese Attire Green top, brown pants, brown leather boots, goggles. Weapon Hunting knife. Location Outer Haven local bar. Tagging Anyone Hunter, Skylar, Seth, Trystan, Danika, Jibral, Zaphkiel, Laela, Morgan, Reisa possibly Jakkon, Valerie. Time October 1, 3075 Night. As Aeryn waited for her water and food, the Captain suddenly grabbed her arm and began to study her injured wrist. It still hurt pretty badly, but she knew it would heal up and be no more worse for the wear in a few days time. It was just unfortunate that she got bruised. However, she felt damned lucky nothing got broken. Or worse. She thought about poor Seth and how he'd needed those stitches. I'll keep icing it. Maybe I'll wrap it later on for a bit as well, she said softly, giving him a smile. Just then, some food was placed before her so Aeryn began to eat a little, more than happy to satisfy the hunger rising within her belly. While she ate, she noticed a woman and a younger girl walk in. Hunter seemed to recognize the older woman. She wondered who they were. Name Nickname Laelestra Quentin Laela Attire Golden brown gown showing off some leg and ankle, brown leather boots. Weapon None Location Outer Haven local bar Tagging Anyone Trystan, Danika, Jibral Zaphkiel, Skylar, Hunter, Seth, Aeryn possibly Jakkon, Valerie. Time October 1, 3075 Night. Laela sat there in silence not feeling much like anything. She wasn't hungry or thirsty and clearly none of these people were overly happy with her presence. At best she was a pay day, that was all she was worth and good for. It made her wonder why she'd been curious to venture outside of Helios' atmosphere at all. She'd have been better off staying behind and alone there forever. At least then she'd never have known... this. As she sat there, Laela's thoughts were suddenly interrupted with a loud tapping. Jumping a bit in her seat, she looked up and saw Zaphkiel, her eyes fixing to his briefly. She couldn't hold his gaze. All too quickly, she was staring idly into her lap. His words then stung her to her core, twisting her up on the inside to a point where she considered standing up and leaving only she knew doing so would benefit no one and probably rendered her escorted right back to that very same seat. Laela then let out a soft sigh and reached for some food and began to nibble. It was difficult to chew and even more so to swallow, but she forced herself nonetheless. After a few bites she stopped and sat there wondering why everyone else seemed so damned happy.
Thread: Erebos (Middle Six)

Name Nickname Jibril Jack Attire Light blue, off the shoulder crochet top with a black cincher, black cargo pants with dark red suspenders, black and blue knee high socks, and black knee high boots with multiple buckles. Weapon double-barrel old world shotgun, old world katana, new age katana, and two hunting knives. Location Erebus Bar Tagging ZaphkielDanikaTrystanAnyoneThe other pirates Time October 1, 3075 Night Name Nickname Zaphkiel Zack Attire Red tank-top, black cargo pants, dark green suspenders, black shitkickers, and black goggles. Weapon Two old world katanas, two pistols with silencers, and two five inch bone handled daggers. Location Erebus Bar Tagging JibrilDanikaTrystanAnyoneThe other piratesLaela Time October 1, 3075 Night Deal. Barkeep, six more Red Headed Sluts, Jibril said, smirking at Danika. Once they were delivered, Jibril set three in front of Danika before setting three in front of herself. As she did, she spoke to Zaphkiel telepathically, letting him know that the tracker was a G.A.H, especially when he had come over to get a stiff drink and wander back to his table. His control was slipping because she smelled like blood and death and she had cleaned up enough that Zaphkiel was only a little bugged. He could control his urge to taste her lips since it was only the fragrance of blood. The sight of it was more overwhelming but it could also be handled. They just had to keep their heads where they needed to be and make sure they didnt fall into the abyss that the blood and battle lust could instill. Zaphkiel kept glancing at the tracker, seeing him shake a little while he drank. It was then that he wondered what had happened to his twin. Had the mans twin died or what? It was rare for G.A.Hs to even exist without a twin, had seem one in the laboratory go insane because the men in white had purposely killed her. Seven men had died before they were able to control the boy and he was soon put into isolation to be studied for his reactions. Thankfully, he had managed to kill himself before they could truly experiment on his brain. Zaphkiel still remembered that vividly and couldnt help but stroke Jibrils arm for a brief moment as if to make himself remember where he was and who was with him. Lets do this, milk duds. Shot number one! Jibril gave his hand a small kiss before she focused on drinking with Danika. She then felt a brush against her mind and a finger waved in her direction. She gave the tracker a two-fingered salute before she downed one of her shots, loving the sweet burn that ran down her throat. Zaphkiel chuckled at her before watching Danika to see if she would be able to keep up. It wasnt a fair match and Jibril already had four shots on her. He was going to end up carrying the pirate woman out of the bar. Sighing lightly, he stretched, petting the dragons as they watched Jibril take shot after shot with the pirate.
Thread: Erebos (Middle Six)

Name Nickname Danika 'Dani' Kennedy Attire The stitched top. A pair of shorts with garters that attach to thigh high, brown, stiletto boots. She has a pair of goggles on her head, and is missing the golden eyelashes. Weapon Unarmed Location Erebos Local Watering hole Tagging Anyone Zaphkiel Laela Jibril Time October 1, 3075 Night. She was reassured when the mercenary woman had told her that she had a deal and grinned, slapping her hand down on the bar once for good luck. And before long, she was looking down into three shot glasses. This was going to be a very, very bad idea. And by the end of the night, it was likely that she wouldnt even remember having this little challenge with her dreadlocked, vixen counterpart. She rubbed her hands together, preparing herself for what was to come. She hadnt noticed the moment the twins had shared, as she hadnt been paying too much mind to their mannerisms, but she did notice Jibril kissing the back of his hand. But, this was neither here nor there. She merely assumed that he needed a bit of comfort. She heard Jibril. She curled her fingers around one of the shot glasses. Down the hatch! She murmured before tossing the first shot back. As the drink lightly burned her throat, she let out a small and yet satisfied growl. That was a burn that she could certainly get used to. Maybe she should drink more often. Or maybe those were the three drink before this one talking. Now, Danika was going to try her best to keep up with Jibril, and as long as she remained sitting for a while, it wouldnt hit her so hard. But, it was going to hit her regardless. And, she matched the speed for a good four to five shots before she starting slowing a bit. She swallowed and took a good swallow of her soda. Oooh, and this is where it gets bad for me She murmured, leaning forward onto the bar a bit. But, she wasnt quite ready to stop yet.
Thread: Charon (Barbaric Rim)

Charon Barbaric Rim, Planet 12 of System Charon is a sparsely populated planet and part of the Barbaric Rim. The Illuminati has turned over its control to its trusted officials and representatives it has sent there, letting them rule the planet as they see fit. As such, the planet suffers much and piracy and other illegal activities tend to occur quite often not to mention there is corruption of the worst kind within the ranks of those governing the planet itself. The terrain is fairly wild, an odd mix of mountains, tundra and desert with very little wooded areas to speak of making them quite precious. The planet also experiences all four seasons yearly, though its Winters and Summers tend to be very harsh and during the Spring it suffers from high gusting winds making Fall its mildest season.
Thread: Charon (Barbaric Rim)

Name Nickname Aeryn Reese Attire Green top, brown pants, brown leather boots, goggles. Weapon Hunting knife. Location Charon Heading home after gathering some food. Tagging Anyone. Time October 1, 3075 Early evening. It had been a long afternoon and Aeryn had just finished gathering fruits for food and various plants for medicines. She was about to call it a night when she caught sight of what appeared to be a strange meteor falling through the sky. It was quite a distance away, but it was still rather large. It made her wonder if it was even a meteor at all or something else entirely--possibly a ship or some sort of device sent by the Illuminati. Whatever it was, it gave her the shivers and set her ill at ease. Most things that happened on Charon weren't the sort of thing that left people smiling or feeling happy. It was a 'dark' place. The raiders whose ship she stowed away on a few years back had showed her that much. Just then, Aeryn's expression went distant and she recalled how she happened to be on Charon at all. How one day her life had been happy, even if she'd always had to be mindful and cautious to shattered and broken in a matter of moments. A shiver ran along her spine just then and she blinked several times trying to focus on the here and now. She didn't have time to dwell on the past. It had to stay there. She had a new life now in the Barbaric Rim and she needed to get back home. It would be dark soon and whatever it was that had crashed... it would have to wait. For now. Name Nickname Laelestra Quentin Laela Attire Golden brown gown showing off some leg and ankle, corset, brown leather boots, jewelry. Weapon None Location Charon Just outside her crashed vessel. Tagging Anyone. Time October 1, 3075 Early evening. Laela got off her ship leaving her parents and the crew, all dead, behind inside. Her eyes were filled with tears and they were already rolling down her pale cheeks. She couldn't believe she was alone on such a harsh and barren planet with no way to get in contact with anyone. What was she to do now? And even if she found someone... what then? She bit down on her lip, her hands shaking as fear filled her heart. The sky was already darkening and the air getting a bit colder. She felt helpless and hopeless, completely terrified. There was no where for her to go. Truly she was abandoned and she feared she wouldn't last the night.