[IC] Oh So Many Stars To Behold! ( Deso x Amberly)

[deso]

Dirk was the only name he had ever known, growing up on the planet of Vexxith alone for most of his childhood and through his early teens. He was now nineteen years of age, a boy on the verge of becoming a man. Though he felt trapped, marooned on a planet home to criminal masterminds and corrupt government officials, life was good to nobody here. Yet Dirk was smart, well he housed the smarts and the wits which allowed him to survive as long as he has here, managing to steal or scheme his way through everything, allowing his belly to be filled when he desired it to be.

Currently he was hiding away at the end of a dead end street, where very few lurked, which was the perfect place to hide away after pulling off his shady endeavors. He munched on an apple he had stolen from a food cart, devouring it like it was the best thing he had ever eaten. This was life down here for Dirk, he hoped and wished for more, to someday get off this soul crushing planet, but the longer time passed, the more he doubt that day would ever come for him.

[amberly]

Tina Torbin pulled onto the side street, the lights of her makeshift scooter fading a little too quickly as she turned off the motor in front of a double barred door. She'd have to use the backup battery. Poor directions had sent her in circles for the day's deliveries, and there was no chance she'd be earning any extra credits to make up for it now.

The twenty three year old crouched beside the scooter and rearranged the wires. It was a mess of a machine with two main speeds she thought of as "pathetic" and "blast out of anywhere." Not that it could actually get her off the planet, but ships required a lot more power than a scooter. She was saving up.

That simple task done she beat on the door and waited for an answer. It creaked open, Tina smiled professionally and passed the box from her satchel through the opening before it clanged closed. Another one done.

[deso]

Dirk watched from the shadows, spotting the headlights as it pulled up to the street and illuminated the otherwise un busy piece of road. He slowly stood up, dropping his apple core to the ground, outstretching his palms. Dirk was curious as to who would come around these parts, it was odd to him.

He studied what seemed to be an older women on a scooter drive up to a door, looking upon her from a distance. Wondering what she was up too, he slowly walked closer and closer, using the shadows as cover. Dirk noticed the door creak open and her pass a box along. She must be a courier of some sort he thought or something of the sort. But that wasin't enough to satisfy his curiousity, Dirk had to know for sure.

Stepping out of the shadows, he spoke up towards the women, his bright amber eyes glowing. "What are you doing exactly?" Dirk questioned her without a second thought, he looked pale and thin from where he stood in the darkness.

[amberly]

Oh, there was a voice, at least it didn't sound threatening, yet. Tina turned to face him and casually propped a hand on her hip. The motion nonchalantly pushing the satchel with it's precious contents behind her back. Looking the figure up and down he didn't give off a menacing vibe. He's more pale than me, she thought. Just looking at him reminded her maybe this job actually had some benefits, she ate.

“Around here? I'm just going where I'm told. Picking things up, making deliveries, running errands for the boss: earning credits.”

“Have you ever considered hiding on a roof? You could use some sun.” she added, settling down onto the seat of the scooter.

[deso]

Dirk blinked lightly, eyeing Tina with his brow raised. He wondered if she was accusing him of something due to her remark. His eyes went downwards, eyeing the scooter with interest peaked, outstretching his thin arms. "I'm sorry for prying, I was just curious is all, I don't see many around here with any kind of transportation is all."

"Oh a courier you are? Does that earn you a lot of credits?" He questioned her with his interest peaked, itching at his cheek at her comments, his skin was quite pale, but that wasin't really his fault, this city and planet in general cast-ted a dark shadow over most of the place.

[amberly]

Courier sounded so official and respectable, Tina smiled sadly at the irony. She hand-delivered unaddressed boxes to undisclosed recipients in city streets like this one. It was a safe assumption that the packages were not all legal. The parcels she picked up were probably worth more to her employer than Tina's life. Tina didn't ask prying questions about that though, She just did the job. She got paid and ate and slept in the relative protection that Calendar gave to employees.

"Some days it pays well. The more I can deliver the more I earn. Even something road-bound like this is faster than walking. It's flying long distance that really pays. This gets the job done though, it was falling apart when I first found it but it's lasted two years already." She patted the handle proudly, even though it was a mess of a machine.

[deso]

Dirk raised his eye at the mention of flight, his interest peaked instantly. "I've not even seen many with a machine such as this and... you mention flying? Do you know how? Do you own a ship?" He instantly hounded her with a line of questions, keeping his eyes glued onto Tina with his pale frame standing back, studying her.

He crossed his arms, tapping his feet onto the concrete pavement, Dirk clearly had a real interest in flight for such a poor looking male, his usually dull look brighten up at the mention of space travel, no matter how small and how brief of a mention it was, he latched onto the idea of it.

[amberly]

As if the scooter had screeched to a stop Tina's boot thudded onto the pavement to keep her balance. Agast, her Hazel eyes searched his. Copper hair spiled over her shoulder as she leaned toward him.

"I was born a pilot. You have never flown?"

Born to a pilot was more accurate. She couldn't remember a time that flying hadn't been part of her life. Taking time to fly herself was rare these days, every spare credit was hidden away. When she was old, she still wouldn't want to die on Vexxith, but it might take her whole life to save up enough to get off the planet in time die anywhere else.

This guy with Amber eyes was bringing up her old way of thinking. The answer could be with people in places she hadn't looked. There could be time for life off of Vexxith.

It was a simple question, in a stream of questions, but to her it was by far the most important. Had he flown?