Wildmax waved off the space moss, for obvious reasons. "I'd rather go for a cystogie. They can be used to deliver all kinds of stuff, poison, stims, harmless flavor doses, you can recharge them and they're safe for organic use. Haven't seen one in a while, though". Cystogies were rare in mostly organic spaces because their advantages just didn't outweight the fact that it was sucking on a small metal cylinder and would taste like such. "Anyway, plan, you figure that out. Just tell me who to shoot and whether you want them dead or alive, not good for much else unless them slavers will accept some fine art in exchange for your brother". He watched Helix clear out his gums before moving on. "Sorry about your buddy there, I did try to just kneecap him. Shall we go see your ship? I'm sure Miss Serenity and Miss Mika can manage gearing up".

"A bounty hunter? No, I just don't like slavers. My ship is a luxury research cruiser, but don't let that fool you. She can hold her own." Serenity's fluffy white tail flicks gently behind her. "As for equipment... what will we need? Bigger guns, sure, but anything special? I'm sure we can find whatever we need here, on Lucky Slots..." She glances at the robot and the reptide, who appeared to be going off to look at a ship of some variety.

"Well, Miss Mika, let's go shopping for big guns, shall we? I think these two have their needs covered." Serenity offers her arm for the woman to take, though she had to wonder if she would. "For the real big guns, we'd probably want to head to the Black Market district... I wonder if they have an arms section in the General Market district?"

Helix glanced at Wildmax, "If they didn't burn the body, maybe could have saved the brain and insert it into another one. Or, if Ripper's memories were digitally uploaded, could always place them somewhere else. I mean, if you wish to discuss the philosopical questions on whether or not it is Ripper, well, Ripper himself wouldn't care." He chuckled, "If anything he probably would enjoy it, as long as it had enough fire power to sustain him." He rolled back his shoulders as he jumped up, "Alright, come on, I'll show you to the port where the ship is being repaired." He turned his head back as he glanced towards Wildmax, "And, well if you want a cystogie, I'm sure it could be found in this place." He then proceeded to stroll down the district, as he waved his left scaly hand towards Wildmax.

"Come on, come on!" Helix said as he wormed his way through the dense crowd of various species, as he headed towards the section where the ship was being repaired.

"I'll contact you when all the preparations are made. Who to shoot will probably be pretty obvious when the time comes." Mika stops to exchange contact information with Wildmax, before turning her attention to Serenity. "Well, I'm going to need something for close combat, not just guns. And aside that, we need methods to bypass whatever security the slavers have. Past that, I don't know. Whatever's useful? This is kind of my first, uh. Rescue operation. What about you? Have you done something like this before?" Mika figures the woman probably had, but she might as well raise the subject anyway.

Mika ponders for a moment when Serenity offers her arm. She decides to take it after all - because why not? "Alright then. Onwards, to weapons."

Wildmax followed after Helix. True to Lucky Seven's reputation, no one seemed to give a crap about him somehow exploding a person and indirectly killing another one via shrapnel. It was...oddly liberating. Anywhere else he'd been he'd have to book it fast if something went that wrong during a job. He still wasn't sure how exactly shooting a guy in the knee had caused such a massive chain reaction, people actively tried to get a shot like that with more unstable targets and couldn't manage it. "Eh, I'll have to pass until I have some more money handy, funds are a bit tight and cystogies are expensive since you can reload em on your own instead of having to buy another one".

Helix continued going through Lucky Shots, as he maneuvered through the crowd. Helix paused as he noticed a sign which emitted a light blue holograph that said "Orbital Dock 329102-XRED." Helix rolled back his shoulders as he glanced towards Wildmax, "Alright, we are here. Now then..." Helix stepped forward towards the Orbital Dock, as there were two giant sentry droids that stared at Helix for a moment, before activating a quick scan from their visual receptor. The sentry droid on the left tapped on the ground with a few of its claw like legs.

"Welcome back Maurice Skybreaker." The Sentry Droids stated in a politely voice, as they aimed their four mini-gun "hands", well they were where the hands were. The two sentry droids, aimed their elongated head-pieces, which had a single red visual receptor. They aimed the minigun arms towards the Ceedorian. The one of the Left spoke "Locked on. Identify your purpose or be turned into metallic goop."

The Sentry on the Right spoke up. "I so hope it is an acceptable target to turn into metallic goop. I really could go for some at the moment."

Serenity was pleased that the young woman took her arm. "I've done a rescue operation before, but mostly, I've been involved in defensive operations." She's deflected war from her doorstep before. Such has also given her opportunity to capture military hardware, but that'd come in later. "So, you want some close-quarters weaponry? I can make you an arm-mounted shield. Would you like a sword, or a wrist-mounded blade? Perhaps you had something in mind?" The woman walks with the other on her arm, heading into the Shopping District. "Of course, we could always just mount a bayonet on whatever gun you may favor..."

The Right Sentry remarked, "I take that silence means that it is a yes." The Sentry Droid on the Left glanced towards Helix. "Maurice, hold blink if you are in danger due to this individual." -Well what if he isn't in danger and he blinks?- "Well it would be illogical for him to do that." -Well either way, I still enjoy my job.- "Yes, getting to brutally gun down potential threats to the repair docks, after all White Nova has to make sure that people's ships are nice and safe." -Indeed.-

The Sentry Droids continued their conversation, all the while keeping their mini-guns focused on Helix. Helix finally spoke up, "Well you see... uh..."

Akira stared down Virus, lifting up the corpse of one of his comrades. Slowly, he placed the body in front of him, and, charged forward with the meatshield, pointy stick held aloft in his free hand.

Virus charged towards Akira as he swung his claws towards his legs. The crowd watched with much excitement. "AKIRA! AKIRA! AKIRA!" Virus continued swinging his claws in an attempt to strike at him.
The announcer spoke up, "Will Partial Metal finish off the Wildstone Pack!?"

"I was thinking about something with some reach. I know these guys use power armor, so it seems like a good idea to pick something that'll let me keep them at bay. A high frequency polearm of some kind, maybe? And, hmm. Shield could be useful, but I'd want to keep both of my hands free so I could use a two handed weapon. As for guns, I don't really have any strong preferences. Though, I'm no martial master, so if I could get something that isn't highly specialized or difficult to use it'd be good." Mika pauses for a bit. Hmm, Serenity had said something about making the weapons, hadn't she? "Also, you make weapons? That's pretty cool. I've never actually made anything like that before. Looked into it, but this time I was just going to buy something." It's pretty obvious that she does build other things, though.

And so Serenity and Mika, headed forth into the General Weapons Section of General Shopping. The streets were filled with various stalls, some selling knifes- a knock off from the real knives,, other selling bigger knifes -or even bigger knives, others selling even bigger knifes -even bigger legitimate knives, etc. Besides the stalls selling assorted weaponry, usually smaller based ones, as it was easier to store, there were the much larger stores. These stores were focused on drawing attention, so they had their own extremely bright flashing lights, which sometimes disturbed the natural florescent glow from above. The majority of the activity in the section focused on the hustle and bustle of customers and vendors selling weaponry to them, and for all of the stores there was a dedicated line of people moving in, and a dedicated line of people moving out of the store with their particular weapon they acquired.

Akira's first thought was to continue backing away.

But heroes didn't run. The Cyber Samurai tossed the carcass at his foe, and gripped his makeshift spear in both hands.
"FOR JUSTICE." he shouted, and thrust his spike. towards the pair.

Virus was struck down by the tossed carcass, and was pinned down by it. He quickly tried to claw his way out of the Carcass, as he managed to get his head out. However, Akira thrusted his spike at the right time, as it went straight through Virus' skull with a loud and wet crunch, as bits of brain tissue were pouring out of the skull.

The crowd was cheering with a grand excitement. "AKIRA! AKIRA! AKIRA! AKIRA!" The announcer spoke up, "HE DID IT! PARTIAL METAL DID IT! HE HAS SLAIN THE WILDSTONE PACK!"

"A simple weapon, with reach? You'll want to pick up a spear of some sort. Hmmm... if I wanted to make a spear for you, I'd have to work out how to form such a... pointed kinetic barrier. That, and I'd probably have to design a power gauntlet to go with it, and then make the shaft act as a conduit..." The woman began to space out, but snapped herself back to reality. "A-aah, but... a weapons commission isn't cheap. I do have a business to run. However, we could probably work out a payment plan if money were an issue." Serenity smiles softly at the young lady on her arm. "I'm no scrooge, after all."

"We should pick out a spear, though. Even if I were to make one for you, it would take time. And I'd want combat data, anyway." She smiles softly, lifting her free hand to lay it on Mika's arm. Her eyes turn forward. "Do you make anything, yourself?"

"I'm not with him, he's with me. Call it community service over his bounty. Why? You wanna make something of it?" Wildmax's hands not so subtly dropped to his thighs where he could draw out his pistols in the blink of an eye if need be, fingers slightly twitching as if anticipating the action that might follow. "Go on Helix, tell them what's up before they do something we're all going to regret. I don't take kindly to threats, no sir, not from machines nor organics. I expect an apology".

The Right Sentry Droid played a laugh track, which was taken from some sitcom. "Apologizes? Wait a minute." The Sentry Droid on the left paused, "Bounty you said?" They now aimed their guns towards Helix, who began waving his arms around. "WHAT!? NO! NO! He's my Service Droid. He just has a hardware malfunction which makes him think that he is a Bounty Hunter."

The Right Sentry Droid lowered its machine gun hands. "It always saddens me to see a fellow droid who has had malfunctions. I recommend Frix, for any repairs you wish to bring to your droid Maurice." The Left Sentry Droid nodded it's head, "Yes, Frix is a good repairer of malfunctioning droids. What does your service droid do?"

Helix paused for a moment as he scratched his scaly chin, "He'd rather not talk about it. Business after all is private." He then went passed the security droids as he waved towards Wildmax, "Come on, come on." The Sentry Droids lowered the machine gun arms, "You are allowed access. Have a nice Day-cycle."

"High frequency spear with a head broad enough to slash as well as thrust would probably do the job. Though I am definitely interested in what you were talking about with the custom weapon, but probably not right now. And, uh..." Serenity's proximity was a bit distracting, she was going pretty heavy on the physical contact for someone Mika had just met. That said, Mika didn't really mind - at the least, it was nice to talk to someone friendly for a change. Especially when they had things in common: "Yes, I do. Probably nothing as impressive as the kind of things you'd make, but..." Mika pauses, reaching into her pocket and pulling out what looks like a smartphone. "I assembled this myself, for example. Wasn't really happy with any of the models currently on the market."

"Something broad... perhaps a glaive design, or a halberd. Typically harder to wield, but the weight problem would be... eliminated with my design. Hm." She considered it for a moment, her eyes turned upward, before she just shrugged it off. "I'll figure it out." As Mika brought out her device, Serenity turned to look at it. "Aah, a custom communications device? General electronics or is communications your specialty? (May I?)" Serenity reached for the phone, though would stop if asked. She wanted to take a closer look.

"I'll show you my ship later. I think you'll like some of the stuff I have on board."

A nearby merchant, who was at a stall waved towards Mika and Serenity. She was a a Spror, who stood at four feet tall, her head had a large fleshy growth on it, which was dark blue and was a circular shape. The rest of her body was bright green, and covered in a thick foliage. She waved at them with her right hand, which had three sharp brown edges to it, and looked incredibly wiry. "Come, come, don't be shy..." she said to them. "Visit my stand and observe my wares."