Ramia was slightly taken aback by the sudden hug, but answered it with an embrace of her own. "It's alright, it's alright." I was so worried... "I'm going to agree with you on that one, but the important thing is that you are alright." She actually managed to smile so warmly that for just a few seconds it seemed like her face wasn't burned at all. "I'm so glad."

Belle smiles warmly, forgetting everything that was going on around her. "I was so worried, too. I didn't want to..." She whispers, leaning forward shyly and placing her forehead against Ramia's as her arms slide around her neck. "I didn't want to leave you." She whispers again, including the part she was shy about saying. To Belle, Ramia was amazing, pretty and sweet. A heavy blush on her face, she awaited a reply from Ramia.

"awkward." She whispered near the two lovers, her eyes constantly moving as if the floor, ceilings and walls were a more interesting sight. However she did need to find somewhere to sleep within this ship and if they weren't able to provide her with such information she would have to find someone who is more able, perhaps that James fellow, he seemed sane; she grimaced at the idea of the sanity of this ship being so questionable.

"Hey, lovers.. Is there a spare room around here that I can put my stuff?" She said in her most peaceful sounding voice.

Those aren't just words of approval... "I would have been very saddened if you would have left like that." Ramia blushed slightly, it had felt like ages when she had last been so... caring towards another person. She's different... "I'm sorry... I'm... not... uh... very good... with sweet words..." She admitted while smiling sheepishly.

James heard Scarlet on the radio and decided to help the pretty girl. So he called her via comm and Said" we still have a room its near the bridge. Be sure to get a good nights sleep." As he looked at the swirling vortex James became sleepyer and sleepyer until finaly he fell asleep.

I don't know how to tell her... Belle didn't listen to the other person in the room, as all she was focused on was Ramia. She's just so... Caring. She looked Ramia in the eyes, her face turning red. "I-If you're... Not good with words..." Belle whispers, quite shyly. "Then you can just use... Actions..." She closes her eyes, smiling really shyly. She didn't know what else to say.

"Okay you guys are totally on my hit list" She jester. I guess I owe you one big ears she thought as she headed towards the cabin that she hoped would become her bed for the forseeable future. Today had been exhausting, so she chucked her gear down, kicked off her heels, pulled off her skirt and top then flopped onto the soft gray bed and fell into dreamland.

She's adorable... Ramia went noticeably more red faced, but did her best to ignore it. What kind of an action is she expecting? I havn't even kissed anyone since Adel... No, that's in the past. This is now. She gathered herself for a moment. That smile is so vulnerable... You have been through so much today... The dark haired woman closed her bionic eye and very cautiously and gently kissed Belle on the lips. So this is what makes life divine? Is this love? It's been so long...

Belle feels the touch of lips upon lips, and she tightens her arms around Ramia's neck, gently kissing her back. Do I... Love her? Belle thinks about how Ramia had been beautiful upon their first meeting, how Ramia had been when she had been contaminated with that strange virus. She didn't even remember how she got it, though her memory had recovered the tiniest bit, causing her to realize that she had been smacked into by something. Ramia had been very supportive, and though it hadn't seemed like it at first -with the sudden arm grabbing and holding- she proved to be one of the best people Ramia had met. Yes, I do love her.

"Well fuck." Artyem mumbled under his breath. He was currently stuck behind a crate, while a group of bounty hunters were moving up towards his position, staggering their fire as they hopped from cover to cover. He had been shopping for supplies among the blackmarket, and had bought an analog pistol when the confrontation began with a tank rated EMP hitting the bazaar. "If i survive this," Artyem thought, as he squeezed a few blasts from his pistol at the advancing wall of power armor, "I'm gonna kiss whoever decided that shipping crates had to be able to tank a an orbital bombardment!" He shouted to Jack, who had managed to avoid the EMP that had shut down Artyem's armor and gun. Jack's response was to spray his laser rifle at the oncoming party, scattering them. Artyem took that moment to leave the crate, throwing a flash grenade at the mercenaries, dived into a nearby alley, and began to run. his suit and rifle still had a few minutes until they were clear for use, minutes Artyem didn't have.

Diving behind a dumpster, Artyem took stock of his tools. He had a pistol, 3 unmodded frag grenades, and a flash bang. As well, he had: a suit of depowered power armor, a depowered rifle, his cybernetics (which he was glad that the scientists weren't joking when they said that they would stand a ship-rated EMP), and a sentient android/human consciousnesses in a robot shell that had a functional, basic, laser rifle. Hiding behind the dumpster, he heard his comrade jump down behind him. Turning around, Artyem said, "Jack, give me your programming chip." and he stretched out his hand torwards the silent robot. Jack nodded, and began tearing a hole in his chest, looking for the original drone chip in his processor. Finding it, he pulled it out and placed it into Artyems hand, who then placed it into his suits radio. Looking back at the robot, Artyem gave one final instruction, "Amelia, Go find help." Before he bolted down the alley into the maze of the station. The now rechristened "Amelia" leaped back up the sides of the close buildings electrical innards flailing about, just clearing the roof when the mercs bounded down the alley.

"Where the hell are they, Hector?" one of the mercs asked their leader. "Hector" merely grinned behind his enclosed helmet. "You three, follow me, where chasing after the 'Prodigal Son'. You, "pointing at the merc who had just spoken, "Return to base and get the rest of the team, and bring 2 of the APCs," and turning to the last merc, a female one clad in a slimmer, black and red armor with goggles, "Hesse you chase after the scientist. Now move!!" "Hector" began moving after the fleeing cyborg, the now identified Hesse jumped and began flying through the air. The lone merc sighed, and began the long trudge back to the HQ.

Huzuni, after getting out of the room, was just weirded out. "Who would want to do that to such an inocent person? Hm, let me go back to where she was fixing the engine... hopefully I can track down who did this."

And so, he went to the engine and started with a scan arround the place, only to find some marks of blood stains and footsteps, wich seemed to be from... "Larry? No... It can't be, I killed him at the bar! How did he even mana- unless... he didn't die? He just played dead? Surviving a cut from a blade isen't usual... unless, he made an AI take his place or something? I need to tell everyone about this!"

He met up with James, and told him about what he could have potentially discovered, then asked him if he could tell everyone via comm.

Can I trust her? After a while Ramia pulled her head back slightly and lowered her hands to Belle's hips. "Earlier you wanted to know more about me. I hope you still do." She wasn't smiling quite as widely as before, but the little smile was still warm. "I could tell you a little story about rising to the top and falling back down." Like Icarus I flew too close to the sun.

With a satisfying yawn Scarlet sat up and whirled her feet of the bed, slowly lifting herself from it, cautiously testing the floor to see if the metal would be cold or warm, she smiled and hopped off the bed when her toes touched the floor to find that it was heated. Walking across the room she sat in a chair that faced a mirror and sighed at the yellowed bruise that had appeared on her cheek from yesterdays shenanigans. "Oh that guy is going to get it one day." She spoke while tapping her visor on, it appeared as it always did like a circuit board made of glass that became smooth and black.

She pulled a summer dress looking piece of clothing from her bag and slid it down her over her arms and head, once it covered her body she softly patted the loose skirted section to make sure none of it got caught. "Well, here's hoping today's a less interesting day." She spoke to her A.I who seemed far more interested in investigating the room, perhaps he was worried about cameras or microphones, something Scarlet was almost certain they had none, a reasoning she came across while they were rushing to pull that girl from that room last night, if they had cameras she doubted they would be so panicked.

She left the room, the door making a satisfying swoosh just like how kids from the past who watched Star trek would of dreamed for doors in the future to be like. Her heeled shoes made her position obvious, however she didn't assume combat or stealth would be needed on the ship. Only minutes into her walk she stumbled into a room containing Karate kid and the James fellow, Karate kid in particular didn't look like he was having the best of mornings. "So.. The lovers, whats that all about? Don't they know that all that will lead to is sadness." She spoke morbidly as she often did about such things. She thought about how she didn't envy them, instead she pitied them.

Belle touched her head against Ramia's forehead, a gentle smile on her face. "You can tell me anything, honey." She says, her face turning red when she called her honey. She gives her another peck on the lips with her own lips, and holds her arms gently around Ramia's neck, not breaking eye-to-eye contact with the beautiful girl. "Tell me anything."

James was still in dreamland. However this time it was not a nightmare. It was however very morbid. He had caught the men who had killed his family and he was doing horrible horrible things to them. One such thing included bamboo. When he was just about to shoot the men in the head he was rudely interuppted bye huzumi who had woken him up. Then Scarlet came along as well asking him what that was all about." I had no clue those two felt something for eachother. And as for that thing in her head Larry suposedly is still alive and wants to take revenge. I should shot two times instead of one. But atleast he wont bother us for now." He then realized that he hasnt seen Artyem in a while.
" Hey Artyem where are ya buddy havent seen you since i went to the bar." The radio gave no response." have you two seen him bye any change." He said to the two.

Where should I start. Ramia smiled a bit sheepishly and gathered her thoughts for a moment. "Well... I've been a soldier for nearly half my life, a general at 26, created the Xian Federation at 28..." She paused for a moment and closed her eyes. "Now at 32 I have very few things remaining. That's the very much shortened version..." Everything she said after the Xian Federation part came out rather bitterly, like she was disappointed in herself.

Belle stokes the back of Ramia's head gently. "Well, at least you are here, and you didn't die or something. I'd miss having someone so amazing in front of you." Belle kisses the woman's forehead. "And, you have me. I'll always be here for you, and I hope you are for me, too." Belle smiles. "I..." She begins, her face turning red. "Love you."

Adel said the same thing... He's gone now... Ramia closed her eyes and smiled ever so faintly as her face went more and more red. "Y-you are too kind..." Do I love her? Is this love or just..? She shook her head ever so slightly and opened her right eye. "I... I love you too." She managed to say after a while.

While James was waiting for an answer. He decided to check his bankacount. " WHAT 3500 CREDITS !! ON WHAT. REPAIRS ON BATTLEsuit.... His face become that of an unfilterd hurricane of rage clas 5." RAMIA GET YOUR AS UP HERE NOW !!!.

Jack, now called Amelia, bounded along the rooftops with a giant hole in her chest. Taking a look behind her she could see the flying mercenary flying behind her, blazing away with the the pair of submachine guns. Though the robot hadn't been shot yet, she was sure that the mercenary was toying with her. However, Amelia wasn't outsmarted that easily and jumped down another gap between two buildings. Rolling with the impact, Amelia ran into the crowded streets of The Rock's red light district. Had she still been a human she would have blushed and quickly turn around and leave, but she no longer had the option to run back down the alley, as the mercenary began hovering, searching for her lost quarry. Amelia was only five blocks away from the port, and waited in her position behind a twisted wreck of a car long since destroyed and abandoned. Eventually, the mercenary seemed to deflate, and flew away dejected as if she was a puppy who had just lost a friend. Taking this chance, Amelia began sprinting down another alley, hoping she would make it in time to save Artyem.