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William sighed and grabbed a hold of Jeff's shirt to be sure he didn't fall off the back of the trailer. Using minimal effort to keep him on the trailer, he sat the rest of the drive back rooted in his seat. The Pod Stop came up slowly before them. It was a good five kilometers outside the city, far enough that the electromagnetic force of the Davis Magnets wouldn't interfere with any transmissions or technology within the city. The Docking Satellite in synchronous orbit was always visible, so were a good portion of the large, circular Davis Magnets that took the Pods from Mars to the Docking Satellite. Pulling into the Pod Stop, Juan followed a side road up a short ramp and directly into a pod. Larger than most of them. The Pod they were in was designed to hold vehicles. An attendant standing off to the side approached them and asked for the fair; William paid politely and Juan parked the trailer in the space pointed out by the Attendant. A brief explanation of Jeff's intoxication was exchanged between William and the Attendant in good terms. --- Vaughn stroked Shiina's hair a couple times, not answering right away, he stood up and sat down in a recliner opposite Shiina's couch. "I'm not sure", he admitted, "Someone he looks forward to getting clothes off, I'm sure." He smirked. This was typical of EnRohbi. If it was one thing Vaughn could expect for certain, it was that on any brush with society, EnRohbi would try his very hardest to find some pussy. These attempts were all the more outrageous when En was ordered to stay on ship to supervise the engine. William would rarely chastise him for his affairs, but also never took any of En's girls out of the Dock. "Whoever she is, he'd better be fast", he shrugged and pointed at one of the monitors mounted in the wall perpendicular to him and Shiina, "William's getting closer. He's right under us. Probably on the Pod up." --- Juan drove the trailer across the Docking Satellite's large one room, approaching the ship in the back corner; the Jerry Jackson. William had let go of Jeff's shirt and let his body balance itself -- not very well -- in his own seat. "Oh what the fuck is this", William muttered to himself as they passed EnRohbi talking to a strange girl. "Can't I have a single crew member who listens to me?" he demanded, half to himself and half at EnRohbi and Juan as he leaped from the side of the trailer, letting Juan take it into the ship and park it. "This is Vesta", EnRohbi explained with a smirk, "She wants to get high and come aboard", he leaned in and nudged William, "If you know what I mean"; quietly. William sighed and glared at her, "We have to leave, En, get ride of her." He turned and began marching away up the ramp.
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Enrohbi's threat wasn't one she was willing to test, the man disgusted her with his constant pervertedness. Glad he had left her to her work she made sure the ships engine was back into its full and upright position. Mouse now left alone to her own devices sat and began to organizing her tools just as Vaughn stormed by. Watching him pass her by without even a word was hardly a distraction, the girl was so quiet she was rarely noticed when hidden off in a corner.
The look upon his face expressed to her that he had seen something outside that he disapproved of. As the door slid open Mouse got a quick peek at the events outside and a nose full of that nasty weed that En usually lit up. Snorting the smell from her nose she kept her eyes on the door, she was curious as to what was going on, but not enough to move from her spot and check it out herself. As Vaughn came back the the open door revealed a new charater to this drama, a dark skinned woman En was obviously trying to pick up. Seeing her explained Vaughn's concern and a little giggle escaped at the thought of what must have transpired between Vaughn and En. A few lonely minutes would pass from the time Vaughn came back through the engine room till she heard the combustion engine of the trailer enter the ships cargo bay.Pressing up off the floor she wiped her hands on her pants and pushed in the drawers of tools locking them safely in the wall. Strolling over to the exit she stood in the door to watch the captain and Jeff standing out on the docking bay. Good they're back she thought to herself, and maybe En will be made to suffer a little longer, hearing William telling him to get rid of the girl. Watching her captain Mouse gave a smile, the man was more than twice her age, but she still had a thing for him. No one knew or so she hoped, simply following the man's orders to a tee didn't mean anything right? Mouse was quite good at hiding her feelings and her quiet nature made it even easier to avoid miss speaking. Tearing off her bandana she wiped her face with it hoping she didn't appear in too rough a shape, her hair usually parted on one side was slicked back from being covered while still wet. Eyes on everyone she wondered if they were finally going to be off this planet and on to a job, she had little to no cash left and she was wanting to buy a few things for the motercycle she in her free time was converting into a hoverbike.
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Annndddd things were difficult again.
She certainly did want to get high and she certainly was going to get aboard no matter how brutal their Captain was. This En was her ticket too. If all else failed, she knew what she'd do. Audi stared at En with a desperate look. Whether it looked like she really just wanted sex, or there was something wrong. She couldn't stay on Mars any longer. It was too dangerous for her... and perhaps she could tell them this. At least En... Her boots hit the ground before him and she placed a hand on his shoulder, giving him a thoughtful look, saying, "I need to tell ye some'ting..."
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EnRohbi turned to look at the girl, "What is it?" he said, snatching his joint back, right out of her hands, "You haven't shown me too much to separate you from any of the other girls I've brought aboard", he took a drag, "So it better be damn good." William sighed, why had EnRohbi been on his ship for 12 years? Because he was reliable? No. Because he could fight with the best of them? No, the man couldn't even shoot a pistol straight. What was it? Right. He was a technological genius and the best pilot in the solar system who would want anything to do with a Back Alley crew. EnRohbi had gotten them away from COPs multiple times before. Something that would completely quash most Back Alley ships. "When are we leaving?" Juan asked, having parked the trailer he'd walked out to join William and En... And this new girl. William stopped to respond to him, "We have a couple new candidates for boarding", he informed him, "They're set to come to the ship any minute now. I'll just need to interview them, and then we'll be leaving. Maybe with a new crew mate or two." EnRohbi took this as his turn to interject, "What about Vesta?" he quipped, "She wants to board", he wasn't even entirely sure if what he just said was true. He was sure she'd correct him if he was wrong though. William spun around and walked back up, standing at arm's length away from the girl he knew as Vesta, "She'll get her interview too then", he stated. "5 minutes. If the other candidates don't show up, I'll give Vesta her turn. If they do, she'll have to wait until they're done." With that, William strolled back into the Docking Bay and took a seat in one of the small chairs lining the walls. Waiting for one of the new candidates to walk up the ramp and into the ship. (((If I couldn't make the last part any more obvious of an entrance point for our new guy... I don't know what I could have done.)))
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Timing couldn't be any better because up the ramp came a young woman, easily can pass for eighteen years old or even younger. Hell, it would seem Chronos had stopped his sand just for her. She stopped a few feet away from the Captain, lowering her head for a moment to fish out some papers from a bag she had slung over her shoulder.
The pacifier was rolled off to the side of her mouth so she may be able to speak, despite the fact she often saw no need to say much at all. "Miranda Watkins, Sir." Was all she bothered to say before positioning the pacifier's rubbery end back on top of her tongue. She handed the stack of papers to him then placed her arms behind her back, standing the way those in the military would when they greet a superior. When her head was tilted back up, there was something odd about her features. It wasn't her pale skin, almost the color of the moon or the fact that she had long eyelashes. No, the target was closer. It was her eyes. One eye color was a glamorous hue of grayish-blue and the other was an intimidating rouge. The rest of her complimented her quiet demeanor - black fishnet stockings going up her strong legs and ending at the knees where black short shorts would continue to adorn her bottom. Black jacket laid loosely about her, zipped down all the way to show her belly button piercing of a skull and her white sports bra. All in all, this woman played no games at all. Out the corner of her cybernetic eye, she took in the sight of the others that were about. A man, a woman and then brought her sights back on the Captain's face. What has she gotten herself into? Felt almost hostile but inviting in an odd sense.
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William smirked for a moment up at the girl. Attractive. But too young for him. He casually tossed the papers she'd handed him aside, letting them scatter over the floor while muttering 'fuck it' to himself. He looked up at her from his seat. "At ease, soldier" he said, almost sarcastically, directing himself at her poise. He looked her up and down for a moment, trying to put her into the group she belonged in. He immediately took note of her eyes. "Cybernetics?" he questioned, quietly enough that no one else could hear, in case she wanted to keep it secret. Most cybernetic eyes weren't aesthetic; they usually didn't make any attempt to blend into the face. The ones he'd seen before were a fluorescent blue; every square centimeter of them. These ones made it look like Miranda was trying to hide. He liked what he was seeing, so far. "Do they do anything special? Or are they purely replacement?"
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Miranda blinked at this question then looked off to the side. She muttered something to herself then rolled the pacifier once again to the side of her mouth.
She lowered her arms from her back and had them at her sides, still standing straight as an arrow and keeping attention to all of her surroundings. Paranoid? No. Cautious? No. Very observant though. "Consider it as a X-Ray, sir." She looked back at him then chuckled to herself. "Interesting briefs." She quickly added. "I can turn it off at will so I'm not some sort of peeping tom."
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William chuckled. "Well, as you'll soon find out, our walls are lined with metal dense enough to bounce back X-Rays", he figured it wasn't really necessary for him to inform her of this; but he wanted her to realize the degree of just how casual this ship was, "EnRohbi used to spy on Vaughn and Shiina fucking with X-Rays, so they payed for the renovations themselves", he mused. He shrugged it off, "Onto more serious business", he continued, "You're comfortable in the knowledge that, while you're on this ship, it is very likely crew members will die? Perhaps right in front of you", he wanted to make sure this time, so a repeat of the last new crew member didn't happen, "That the members of this crew -will- shoot and kill other people? That you will be involved in heinous crimes most people would gag at? And that if you don't have a severe criminal record right now, it will be bad enough within a month that you'll probably never be able to return to society?" He paused for a moment, "You are aware of what you're getting into?"
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Mouse remained within the doorway to the engine room, still able to see all that was going on there was no reason to move any further. Upon hearing that the captain would be hosting interviews for new crew members a relieved sigh escaped her, the skeleton crew that they had now needed fresh bodies to take on some of the work. The first candidate appeared, she was quite attractive, and appeared capable, as she glanced to peer at En, Ray was able to catch a glimpse of the woman's cybernetic eye, though cybernetics was not an uncommon practice it was still rare to see people on certain planets with cybernetic parts, they were exspensive.
Watching the interview take place she contemplated heading back inside to catch a bite to eat, having not had anything since very early to sustain her. Deciding against such she made her mind up to stay and watch, to see who if anyone would make it into William's crew.
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"You are aware of what you're getting into?"
The first true expression of the day! Miranda only smiled at him which softened the rest of her face and took away the very militant vibe that surrounded her. "Sir, I was born to do this. My first crime was hijacking a motorcycle. Besides, my eye and my leg isn't only replacements but a reminder of the dangerous life I've led and will keep living." She lowered her head, laughing to herself. "Guess I'll only quit when my brain is the only part that isn't of cybernetics." Clearing her throat, she became uptight again. "I don't mind this life. I've seen people died and had my fair share in killing others. A body is a body."
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