[quote=Mistress Dizzy]
Kijani frowned slightly, and held her hand to her chest. The vines steadily crept around her body, until they circled her neck like a green necklace. A wickedly thorny green necklace that was dripping tiny droplets of yellow liquid onto the metal floor. "Ugh. I hate fire." She flexed her now free hand, and cracked her knuckles delicately. "Let's go before something else happens..." Her stomach rumbled, and she idly rubbed it with one hand. "I miss my home. I had a garden, and I knew a man who raised chickens from real-hatched eggs." She smiled in a distant way. "Have you ever had real chicken? It's quite an experience."
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Marcus watched as Kijani's glove became a necklace still having the yellow droplets of what he presumed to be a poison or venom. "The necklace really brings out your eyes." He said smoothly as she walked by. Then she asked about real food after making mention of a garden she used to have. "I've had it a lot, and a hand full of times I had steak... that was between being in prison though. I worked for a guy who paid me half in credits and the other half he made sure I got high end synth food and real chicken in prison. That only last for about two years."

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A fleet of three small transport vessels speedily make there way through the vast open expanse of space headed for a one SS Serendipity. On board two are a bunch of mercs ready to take captive anyone on the ship. The lead ship carried three men of interest; two high ranking resistance officers and the leader of the mercenaries they were using. 
"How much longer?" One of the resistance officers asked impatiently. He was nervous as well, but rather not show it.
"Not much longer, your patience is appreciated but you must understand that these things take time wih what little recourses you gave us." The mercenary leader said calmly with an eerie tone. "Soon you will have the merchandise you want and we will have the money we want."