Cloud Wolf (Act1)

[Tim Siguire]

Fully standing up straight, Reice fixes his 'low profile' appearance, or somewhat dirty looking.
Reice, looked at the Tan mammal, and the white Lion before making an assumptory statement.
"I do honestly apologize for my apparel, I work with shipments and you're not really required to wear certain clothing."
Reice continued to look at the Tan mammal, wondering what species she could be, and the fact that she had an intriguing mini droid on her hip.
Reice simply blinked and wondered, marveling at the mini droid. "I wonder what made that droid, it's impressive
"I also, don't have much money.. because I didn't get paid alot, so that could explain my clothes."

[MrRazot]

Perry squinted his great eyes as he affixed them on the Lizardy Jackal figure as he approached, only to open them widely in almost a bit of a shock.
"Reice?" Perry said, shaking himself of his two helpers and limping his way towards the familiar face.
"Is that you? It's been years! Do you even remember me?"
He grimaced at the pain of his leg and supported himself with a flapping of his arms. His head was also feeling a bit fuzzy.
"these are my... friends!" he said, clapping his hands and turning to his companions.

"But come now, come with us to my ship, I need to show her to you, we're just around the corner."

Perry stumbled on ahead almost disregarding the 3 companions. He wanted to show off his ship to them.


The Great Hangerbay of Castea has changed quite a lot over the years with more focus on advertising the station to new comers with adverts of happy people and beautiful plantations. There were as many benches as there were overpriced travel agents, cargo bays and valet services. There were also many viewing platforms where you could watch the incoming and outgoing ships as they move around the docks. Perry's ship was one among millions and in his eyes, one in a million. This opinion was however probably only his as it honestly looked as though it could do with a new paint job. At least he had a ship.

Perry had done his best to lead them to a viewing platform that you could see his ship from.

Perry had a bit of an odd ship, just a bit smaller than a small cargo ship and just a bit bigger than a cruise ship. He'd bought it on his home planned just the other year for an absolute bargain. It had belonged to a once long feared pirate from long ago. The ship had been stripped and then sold at auction after capture of the pirate and from there it exchanged many hands. The tech was old, but it was fairly fast and could take a bashing.

"there she is in bay F4-21" he said pointing at the grey/brown ship and sitting himself down in one of the benches, placed for ship-spotters.
"The Could Wolf"

[Tim Siguire]

"He knows me...."  Reice pondered for a second at the Falcon. He was trying hard to remember the bird, he felt familiar but he couldn't point out why. He smiled at the fact there was someone he knew here. "I uhh, man I have a feeling I know you.. what is your name? Haha!" It has been years since Reice has seen any of his old friends. Reice had shortly retired from making shipments and deals to people since one of em was an old drug bust. He then fought in a small task force that was nowhere near military level but it paid him well. Then recently he began doing shipments for reliable businesses, that is until he quit today.
"Old buddy, if I could remember your name it would make me feel better," Directing his attention to the helpers who were walking with him "you guys must ave been helping him walk to his ship. Come now! Lets get to his ship!"
"Oh, your injury!" Reice took off his dusty, old, holed-up jacket and tied it around (perry's) waist to try to support his leg.

[KittKat chunky~]

Misha watched from aside as Perry greeted the stranger like an old friend, gesturing this way and that theatrically. She couldn't help but wince every time the falcon stumbled and flapped at the pain.

With a sigh she folded her arms across her chest and glanced at the white Lion beside her. "Yes, actually. Ly'trah or just 'Painted Otter' might be easier to remember..." She grinned slightly at his obvious discomfort and raised her eyebrow, "...If you think he's heavy, be glad it's not me who's hurt." She huffed a laugh at that despite herself. If Caspar thought the falcon captain as fat, then who knows what he thought of her own full figure. As though suddenly remembering where she was she coughed into her paw sheepishly, then turned back to the falcon and his new-found best friend.

Perry had finally started to lead the small group past rows of windows that looked over the ship hangars. Misha returned her gaze curiously to the white lion as they walked. "Not many people this side of the galaxy would recognize a painted otter... What was your name?" She paused after speaking. The falcon's ship was finally in view. Her bright blue eyes roved over the ship's pitted and scarred surface, huge patches of hull plating completely bare of paint and dark streaks surrounded the thrusters and exhaust ports. Despite it's appearances the thing had a distinct ruggedness that reminded her of the outer rim where she was born.

At least it looked like it might fly...

[SinGenesis]

"It looks really dirty. Seriously, get a cut on that thing and you'll be infected before you can blink." Caspar said, wrinkling his nose slightly. It had a rustic sort of charm to it, his Dad would probably love tinkering with it. He then turned his attention back to the Ly'trah Otter. "My name is Caspar. And I recognize your species because I have grown up around them ."

[Magical Machine]

Terran, while looking around, eventually took notice in the group gathering around the ship. At this point, he was willing to accept crew that looked like they would actually accept him. So with a sigh, he hopped off of the crate he sat on and proceeded to walk over to the group. As he did, he immediately began to think of the negative things that could happen to him for joining the wrong crew and get on a ship that looked like it wouldn't last in an asteroid belt for more than two seconds. Once he reached them though, he decided to trash all of those bad thoughts and asked them in a quiet voice, "Hi...Are you guys the crew of this ship?" He couldn't help but frown as he could stared at the poor conditioned ship. He said nothing though as he did not want to be offensive to people he was just now meeting.

[MrRazot]

Perry rose slowly, his face seemed to lose the jolliness, as it melded into a determined gaze towards the Velociraptor.
"This is my ship and I do so happen to be looking for crew," He said it hoping to address as many people as possible.
"I need to take off soon or I'll be stuck here."
He walked slowly towards the Hangerbay to where he would have to present his ID to the docking control. He would have to take account of anyone who would come with him.


"Any crew" the security officer asked routinely as Perry showed his documents before turning to the group that had gathered. He wasn't sure if this had been his plan to get a crew. They'll find out he's just about broke later on, but that was an issue to address later on. Maybe they could work together towards something.


"Anyone?"

[SinGenesis]

"I'm part of his crew." Caspar said quickly, wanting to get off of this space station. He looked at the others, hoping.they would follow his lead. "Oh yeah? What do you do on the ship, then?" The guard asked, probably disbeliving him  due to the fact that he looked like a thirteen year old. He hadn't planned for this contingency. He had to think of something that didn't need any qualifications, since Caspar had none. "Janitor." He blurted out before he could stop himself. Now he had done it. He said the one thing he didn't want to do. He hoped it would convince Mr. Skeptical in front. "You look like you're only good for something menial, you're on." The guard said. Caspar wanted to laugh at the hypocrisy of the statement, hut held his tongue. Best not disturb the hornet's nest.

[Tim Siguire]

In a very leisurely manner Reice walks up to the side of the guard and taps his shoulder
"Im a friend of the falcon's, i'd recognise those ruffled feathers anywhere. Anyways, I work with packages and shipments."
The guard looks at Reice as if he was bluffing and states: You don't look like someone who lifts, or even knows anybody! So tell me, what do you do?
slightly irritated at the guard Reice stands up straight and stretches his wide shoulders.
"That's because I hunch over alot... and I lift packages, I move shipments. And the Raptor there is my spotter. ALWAYS with me!"
Ok, Ok.. go on ahead. The guard wonders who else could be part of the crew.
*Loud whistle* "Hey... princey, potter, poncey, pottery ry ry ry pore pear.... PERRY!! I Remembered! Oh, Raptor guy, please, if you will.. follow me."  Reice only told the guard a half lie but it was believable apparently. He just wanted the Raptor on the crew.


Stepping by the white lion, Reice asks him: "What's your name, bud?" Then whispers "You won't have to clean anything."

[Magical Machine]

Terran blinked as he realized he was being lied about to the guard. He didn't say anything though as he had a feeling that he wanted to be in the crew and he didn't want to spoil it for Reice, plus, he wasn't much of a talker. Terran followed Reice as commanded to before listening to his question closely to avoid answering with a stupid answer. Smiling lightly after thinking up of a response in a few seconds, he said to Reice, "My name is Terran, I'm a Technician and I'm twenty one years old. Can you tell me about yourself now?"

[Ryan Naismith]

Jeffrey sat, and as he often did, he browsed the holo-net. For example, Right now, as he was waiting in this piece of (s)crap ship, he had a military history book playing. It was about some old human conflict, about 400 years ago.
it was about two big nations going up against each-other because one of them killed a bunch of people because of it's religious beliefs. Being a former soldier of a former earth colony, he was well versed in such things.

His train of though was interrupted, by a group of people entering the ship bay. He quickly paused his audiobook with the correct sequence of blinks, and had His hard-suit's computer run a biometric scan of them. Within a few minutes, he had all of their names and recent histories. They had no apparent criminal past, no apparent military training, and little in the way of weapons.
 If they do decide to come into this ship, they will likely decide to enter via the cargo bay. If they meant him harm, he could fire off his revolver. The loud sound combined with the enclosed space would most likely disorient them long enough for him to get in a position behind them.

 He wouldn't be affected, because his hard-suit would block out the noise. If they didn't mean him harm... Crap he hadn't thought about that... And that's more likely too.
He would greet them, rifle at the ready, but not pointing at them. Helmet on, with the red glowing eyes for the extra intimidation power.

And then there's the possibility that they might not even come in here, in which case he will just go ahead and keep listening to his book.

[SinGenesis]

Caspar turned to the Jackal, and whispered back. "My name is Caspar. I don't mind working, I need a job and I am not qualified enough to do anything but mop floors and such, I'm only 18." He quickly snuck past the guard and saw a person in a suit of armor. Caspar had learned to become very alert, due to the fact that he grew up in a poor neighbourhood and if he didn't keep his wits about him, especially late at night he would probably end up robbed, raped and murdered. Nutcases did that to you. He saw the rifle, and therefore presumed military training. Best keep away...

[Tim Siguire]

Reice patted Terran's back and then patted Caspar's shoulder. "Give it a couple days, maybe a week and everything will feel somewhat normal."
Suddenly takes a deep breath with a long sigh afterwards. I think you two might have more talent than you say.
Like you, Caspar.. i'm sure you already noticed certain things here that seem a little out of place here. Like me..
i'm wearing this ugly jacket and these bright pearlescent pants, ha. You, Terran, you might be good at listening and seeing or operating a computer.. I don't know, but you guys are very young and can still gain talents."
Reice looks back, out the ship, and looks at the female with the mini droid.
"Hey.. do any of you know what species she is? I've NEVER seen any fur like that out here. Im not interested, just curious.. might put that, err her species in my notepad.. once I get one." Reice began thinking of his lone brother and getting money from him.