A ship landed on the planet. It was a cargo ship but this crew was known to smuggle people in and out, for the right price of course. Using a part of the money they got from the passengers to bribe the ship inspection squad and the dock's security force, it allowed the passengers to freely live the ship and enter the planet without trouble. They weren't registered to have landed there and as so no one "knew" that they were there, on paper of course. A big figure in a black tattered cloak emerged from the ship, limping with a distinct metallic "clank" sound as he descended to the docks and made way for the streets. Now that he had arrived, he needed to find some directions to the Dark Matter Bar.
Not even before a thought crossed his mind, a small dark figure came out of the shadows of an alley and started talking while approaching him.
"Sir, do you need help travelling the roads of this city? It is dangerous out here, these roads are filled hooligans and thieves, ready to jump from the shadows to any unaware traveler that doesn't know their way around the streets. The guards are payed to turn completely blind to these actions. For a small fee, I could help you reach your destination in one piece."- well wasn't this cute? But it certainly would make the travel much faster if he could get the small creature to really help him."Of course, you can pay after you have reached the destination. I wouldn't want to impose on you, sir." They probably saw an old limping man in tattered clothes and thought he would be an easy target. It would be their last target.
"Dark Matter Bar.."- is all the man spoke.

A few turns into some alleys, not even some minutes after he left and the small creature stopped. With a sharp left he turned and pulled down it's hood while laughing in a high pitched voice. "HAHAHAHA, you wouldn't believe how easy this one fell into it. Ha..if everyone was as gullible as this guy." As he finished those words, 3 more others came out of hiding. A bulking alien creature with a human body and tentacle like face, a young female gunslinger with red hairs that could pass very easily as a human if it wasn't for her blue skin and uniquely colored bright jaden eyes, and lastly a normal human with soldier gears. The last one was most likely the boss of the trio. This, made very clear by how they moved aside to let him pass. "Nice catch Rags"- he addressed to the little creature which was a cyborg itself. Half it's head was covered in metal among other body parts. "Hihihehehahahaha, yes yes boss. I saw his mechanical parts, top quality and will fetch a high price on the market."
-"I like his golden eye. That part is mine."-the red head spoke in a sultry and tantalizing voice. Hell, this showed that if you had the looks and manners, you could even make ripping out someone's eye out look sexy.
-"NO, no no no no NO! I get to pick first! I found him!"- the small cyborg creature started complaining in it's distinct annoying high pitched voice.
It went back and forth a few times until the little creature had had enough and ran for Gold. "I'm gonna go and get it first! I dare you to try and take it from my hands!"- he was running full throttle for the cloaked man, still seeing him as an old traveler that posed no danger. With a jump, the creature leaped for Gold when..
A large fleshy hand shot out from the cloak and grabbed the creature midair by the head. The others were surprised and a moment of shock overtook them. A ray of golden light emerged from his golden eyes, scanning around for any others close to the vicinity. Apparently he had missed one person who was standing watch over the roof, most likely keeping an eye out for anyone who might interrupt their thuggery.
The hand on the little one's head suddenly tightened, pieces of metal and fluid came falling and leaking out of it's head.
"SHOOT HIM!"-the boss yelled as the girl lined the shot but Gold used the little creature to block the line of fire.
"No..ahh.DOn..ghhh!"- the little creature pleaded in panic. There was a moment of hesitation and that is all Gold needed as he quickly lined the shot to the one guarding the roofs and pulled the trigger. The thing came crashing down on the girl, dropping right on her and knocking the guns away from her hand. She yelped in pain and at that, the giant became infuriated and started charging Gold while the Boss was lining his shot with the shotgun. With an agility that seemed unnatural for a guy his size, Gold threw the little cyborg at the Leader and rolled out of the giants way while tripping him. The shotgun shot was fired but the cyborg creature took the full blunt of the blow. Different fluids and parts splattered everywhere as it exploded and a big part landed on the Leader's frame, temporarily hindering his vision. As soon as he tripped, the giant made to get up with an angry roar but Gold was already standing over him with his plasma flintlock pistol emerging from his metallic hand aimed at the octopus's head. After fully charging the shot, a blue energy had gathered inside his pistol, he pulled the trigger and a loud shot that was distinct to plasma weapons could be heard echoing the alley walls. All that remained of the giant's head was a dark shadow on the concrete floor beneath him.

Finally getting the fluids off his eyes, the Leader looked around, all his gang members incapacitated or dead, he was the only one standing. "Heh.."- he said while nodding a few times while looking at the bodies of his teammates and like he finally decided something he turned around a made for alley exit.
"BOSS! NO! DON'T LEAVE ME HERE! COME BACK!"- the female had lost her composure as her voice rose to a high pitch, losing it's sultriness. Breathing heavily, she tried to lift her dead companion's corpse off of her but it was too much. Then, she decided to make for the guns that stood a few meters away from her but to no avail. A steady rhythm of footsteps and "clank" sounds resonated the now quiet alley as Gold steadily made his way towards the girl. Panicking again, the girl tried once more to push the body away but her right arm and shoulder were completely crushed under it's weight. She could barely feel her legs let alone move them. Gold approached her and used one hand to swiftly lift the body and throw it away with one fluid motion. She looked up at him, fear flashed through her eyes for but a moment but rage quickly replaced it. Kneeling down in front of her he spoke:"I need to get to Dark Ma.."- he couldn't finish his sentence as spit and blood hit his face, only to be followed by curses and empty threats.
A low grunt came from Gold as he spoke in a low voice:"Hhhh, a feisty one. How was it again?"-As he pretended to recall something-"I like your eyes, I think I'll make 'em mine."- and with that he extended his hand over her left eye. This action was met by more cursing, fear and then pain as his fat digits entered her socket and pulled her left eye slowly. Loud pain-filled screams polluted the air, noise not uncommon among the streets of this world and especially this types of alleys. After an agonizingly long time pulling the eyes, it finally separated from her body as the muscles connecting the 2 gave out. The screaming had subsided a little as the girl held her now empty eyes socket with her hand and at last, genuine fear and horror adorned her face. Finally looking at Gold she noticed he was looking at her eye while rotating it in his hand until he put it in his mouth. With that a sick sensation traveled from her stomach and came rushing out into the alley floor. Spitting the eyes back out he answered:"I separated the muscles and gave it a smooth shape."- he told her as he rotated the eye in front of her face then took it and put it in a small jar in his pocket. Tears streamed down her face on one side and blood on the other. "W..what d..do you want?"- she finally addressed him amidst sobs.
With a grin he responded:"Dark Matter Bar".

He traversed the alleys with the girl next to him. As it turned out only her arm and shoulder were damaged beyond repair, her legs worked just fine besides twisting her left ankle."There it is"- she finally said, still randomly shaking from time to time, an instinctual response of her body from the pain and trauma. The bar was on sight and there was no more need of the girl. "You will let me go now as you promised, right?"
Turning to her and smiling he replied:"Of course darling, you are free to go now."- and as those words left his mouth a sliver of hope could be seen on her face, quickly destroyed as Gold's hand shot for her neck. Squirming under his handling she meekly protested:"B..ut you sa..id.."
He carried her by the neck to the nearby trash incinerator and pressed the button to open the circular door. Some pleadeding could be heard from the girl but without a second thought he threw her face first into the flames. A weak scream could be heard but fully muffled as the doors closed automatically behind her.
"Now then, to get back to business."

Entering the bar it was almost empty besides the 2 people sitting on the table in the far corner and the group of people around them. Approaching the bartender he order 2 Devil's Heart. Drinking them in one take one after the other, he then made for the chair where a seemingly small young boy was sitting. Using his scanning ray to scan the biological composition of everyone in the bar he said in a low voice:"Interesting"
"I presume you are the captain?"- he started while taking a seat in front of him. After confirming his words he looked back at the doors as they closed while the captain showed the foolishness of trying to leave now.
"I wouldn't dream of leaving now after coming this far."- he replied while smiling.
Hearing about the truth detecting straw Gold burst out laughing. "You amaze me by the minute captain."- he said after he finished laughing and proceeded to let the young boy put the straw in his forehead and started answering the questions.
"My name is simply Gold"- and that was his name as a name is what everyone else calls you no?
Then came the question of what reason he has of being here.
"I love cooking and I like a good adventure unbound by the laws of the government."- he said the last one with a grin-"Those 2 things I like, you are standing in their intersection."
When the young boy showed him the ship, he almost burst out laughing a second time until he made known that the real ship was inside the shelling that was visible to the eye. Upon closer inspection, the shelling depicted the style of "ships" in antiquity used by many civilizations to travel the seas in planets with wind. This boy had an eye for the antique. Gold could appreciate that as long as it didn't hinder them in any way. Only a moron would put aesthetic above practicality. But this kid intrigued him so he'd go along for now and find out if he was only a simple fool or actually worthy hand around with.
"So, what do you plan to do now young boy?"
And with that, they headed out and to the docks.

Tserv had done a myriad of different things since he went off on his own, and following the directions of a poster wasn't the wierdest. Upon meeting his new Captain he was starting to view the situation differently. But he did not judge the seeming youth at face value, there was no telling the true worth of a man at mere appearance. A similar response could be made of his ship. Tricking the enemy was not a bad strategy, though he wasn't used to quite so obvious ploys.

His reason for applying was easy, the Runner wasn't a new ship, and keeping it in shape was not an easy task on his own. Especially when the last couple of years had seen him more of a wanted man than before.
The young man and his straw made the former Nhliki soldier sit in amazement before bursting into laughter. The young man was clearly insane, and all the more than he seemed.

He started to leave the robot-filled bar to join the other accepted pirates of Arron's crew on the typhoon. Where his Runner had apparently already been taken. He then got and answered the question most would have had initially. Tserv Diaahk, Gehestl he said, grinning at the human before putting on his helmet again.

Standing together with people he would soon call comrades made Tserv nostalgic, however insufficient his comrades to be seemed at the moment. Arron's explanation of the situation wasn't that bad, though extremely inefficient, something Arms corrected. His new nickname... Did fit his past, and it made Tserv's blood boil. He was unsure if the captain had any idea, if he did he'd have a simple argument with him. One that ended with a spike through a body.

As they rose up through the atmosphere "Serve" ran to his Runner on the hangar deck and back, fixing his tail and bringing his trusty rifles. If he wasn't going to hunt the fighters in the void, he'd make sure they knew he could just as well pull his weight in the boarding. He loaded the suit with an injection and joined the others in the boarding-tube, arriving as they were merrily arguing their plan ahead.

-I'm assault and lockdown. If they let me close I'll have them alive. the big Nhlik said through his speakers as he walked past most of the group to stand at the front with the other, hopefully heavy armored, boarders. His tail flicked over his shoulder in jerky motions, his brain working to remember the feel of it.