Lost in black

(during this Campaign i will allow players to vote on missions to take and Mind you this is the opening scene, find away to this bar-tavern. Only starting this to give a feel.)

On the planet Scum the planet of the rejected, destitute, and the misplaced, this rather notable and ignored planet villainy and crime run rampant, corruption seeks to work into into all manners of living. But that is just the planet, now the people are a different manner. They are seeking to survive the harsh tests of the planet and their fellows. Many hearty groups have come out of this small planet some good, some bad, and some no one is quite sure about. As you descend through the Brown clouds of the planet you can find the cities or in many cases the cities that were built on four other cities that are in various states of decay and repair. Many of the buildings seem to be made of old ships that people have turned into homes or buildings. Materials in these closely pact cities with buildings that seem to lean on each other at time are strong and durable to what ever one could find.
Then there are the Prisons and jails of the city that some planets just dump their excess problems on. These prisons do help out the city but allowing chain gangs to help with repairs teaching those of the prison valuable stills to work in society. Sure this mean many prison mates learn to work with their fellows to escape but well it taught them at least something. People that are good in these places soon turn bad if they fall to peer pressure or don't find their place. While Mass murders find the wrong doings of what they did and repent at times. Every one finds something out about them selfs here weather its good or bad by their standards they live by the rules of survival of the fittest, if they don't make their carefully crafted social networks.


Now stop looking at the minor details and lets start with the actual beginnings of a rag tangle crew. In the Bar correctly named, " the Claptrap" the regulars and the unfamiliar slide in and our of this fine worn down establishment. The grime edged walls glisten dully from the lacquer used to kill the metal mold, smelling strongly of pain thinner with a mix of Nitro and oranges. The tables and chairs are mismatched and made of many various materials that have been crafted to make seats and flat surfaces scattered about tactfully about the place. The middle of the rooms are lit with florescent bulbs leaving corners in shadows were it looked like people have broken the lights for that traditional dark feeling that should be in every shady bar. The Bar looks partway through a horrible clash of cyberpunk and a western bar slammed together to produce a bastardization of both, with hints of earth's 1950 burger bars with dull neon lights over the bar it's self. The smokey bar its periodically expelled as the vents open for a minute to suck the smoke filled air and let in fresher air which really seems about the same other then smell of cheap cigars and cigarettes with smells of fresh puke, to the out side smog filled air mixed with the smells of old puke out side.

The people of the bar go from people trying to up hold their nobility of a past life, to the bums on the streets that come in for a good mean and belt of drinks who have accepted what they have become. People that would never talk normally seem to gather in groups to share stories and common grounds making friends and enemies. The bartender is a burly bareal chested Juntata, that is missing an eye as a long thick scar runs down his green tinted right cheek to his mouth converses kindheartedly to those who are spilling out their guts to him about their problems. His tough skin has softened a touch over the years after the great war after the UFE fell to the infamous Laru Vinish, He is rumored to be a young crew member on that ship ages ago when he was a child which is why he was the target of attacks in his early adult hood till he made a name for him self.
His beautiful Sliver haired adopted daughter smiles at the men as she leads them into a world where they may fantasize being with the slender Polatic as she steps lightly leaving small glowing spots where she touched for moments before they fade. She is of a fragile race but no one dares to touch her as they have seen what her father can do when angered which is an experience no one wishes to see again with the jolly man behind the bar. Her hair ripples as if the moon is always on it giving it a silvery glowing sheen. Men listen to her musical voice as she is nicked named the Muse of Song by the regulars.
The so called Madam of the bar watches from the shadows of the bar with milky eyes. The Wither crone seems to hear every thing and reconises people before they say any thing despite her blindness. she nods to them as her bat like ears slowly rise as people approach her. She is said to be the fastest shot in this place as well as the most skilled despite the obvious disadvantages. She has said that she has taken a vow of no killing but no one wants to put that to the test seeing she gives off a creepy air to all that talk to her. She is generally flanked by a Drow who looks quite disillusioned and faithful to the old lady. He never talks seeing his tongue is cut out and will glare at those that get close but it does mean he is the best one to keep secrets. He is missing one or two fingers which no one really knows why but when asked he just looks at the old lady before looking back at the questioner as if that should answer their question.
The Bouncer is a hulking 7 foot Female Orc in military grade armor. Her cold blue eyes seem to burn into you if you are getting close to the end of your warnings. She is very into throwing people out through the door and onto their face. If one continues trouble she is known for breaking limbs...normally only two at a time. But once you get to know her her mood lights considerably as the harden warrior exterior lifts up.

At the Bar this time there is a small faun looking character with and thin rather meek looking gunman with a helmet on his head allowing only his torn ears to poke out as she stands up on her chair. " Hey you boozers out there, I'm lookin' for a crew, will take any one that got skills of any king useful to the ship. I'm a free lancer and looking for a disfusional crew" The Man next to her shifts slightly as he remains hunched over the Bar sipping at his drink as the dragon fly like wings open and close slightly. Her child like appearance and what she says get a few laughs out of the regulars as they joke about.
"Well how yah get here squirt?"
"My original ship fell off the edge of my world and i hit another world that's what. Eventally got here with a well what you call a proper ship cause seems like i'm one of the only ones that knows how to make it work." There is more laughter as she says where she is from till people peice together were she must of come from.
"Wait! your shitting us right? your a disk worldlier?"
"Hell yeah i am. If you want to go into specifics im from the warped plains and lived in Ankh-Morpork." Every one seems baffled by what she said since not much known about Disk world other then many tried to go there but none have come out. All that was allowed after a while was to watch the bizarre planet were nothing seemed to make scens and there was a sun and moon that literally circled the 'planet' its self. The man next to her looks over at a few people as his eyes rove under the concealing plastic before going back to his drinking where the acid burn hows on the left side of his face going down under his armor.

The chain gang is led out side the prison with about 4 guards in power armor as they remain at the ready against the 20 prisoners with a comination of pick axes and shovels to go about working on the mote out side. All of the prisoners reconise each other from either having to work together before or from the prison it's self by random chance. The prison speak ripples up and down the chain gange in different but simluler dilects so they dont tip off the guards at what they are doing. One in the middle starts to humming an old but familer song to theose that have been in prison

for a while. People about him slowly pick up the tune as they work. "Hooh! I hear Somethin' sayin'. Hooh! Aah! Hooh! Aah! Hooh! Aah! Hooh! Aah! Well don't you know That's the sound of the men working on the chain ga-a-ang. That's the sound of the men working on the chain gang. All day long they're singin'. Hooh! Aah! Hooh! Aah! Hooh! Aah! Hooh! Aah! Well don't you know That's the sound of the men working on the chain ga-a-ang. That's the sound of the men working on the chain gang. All day long they work so hard, Till the sun is goin' down, Working on the highways and byways...."

The guard seem indifferent to the song and the peak as it seems like nonscence to them as the song slowly reaches the end before the silent comman is given in the song as all spin about in usiosion and quickly move to dispatch the heaveily armed men who start backing up in painic seeing this batch of guards never seen a chain gang revolt with races that would normally kill each other first.

Dumah watches the guards being attacked by the conmen and is dragged along int he fight with them holding back not trying to get into the fight he keeps distance while at the same time being dragged towards the fight "ah these guards and conmen have no idea what lies in the shadows for them...but i guess seeing as though this is my only way out seems as though i have to interfere in these affairs". Dumah rushes to help the convicts fight the guards

Dumha fels infovably drawn into the fight as the guards are quickly dispatched or wounded as their weapons are broken but the picks and shovesl as the gang moves like a well oiled machine away from the downed guards as they move into the near by city and the nimble fingered Tatax slides his fingers inot the locks to open them eventually freeing every one as they leave the chanins behind. There is a moment of fare well silence before people split up to head on their own ways.

After being freed Dumah feels a sense of relief and sighs" ah even though that isnt part of my nature i guess it was ll for the best". Dumah then walks away from the prison and after a long time of walking eventually comes across a bar..feeling weak and drained he heads towards it


Car is a over florished name for the platform of wood and wheels and a low grade rocket attached to it with railings to keep people on it. there is no visable alarms or traps on the 'bar as he gets closer.

Dumah begins to slowly grow weaker and weaker as he gets closer and closer to the car he slowly begins to exam it before walking past it" i need to feed" Dumah slowly thinks to himself
Sure enough there are people wandering about going on their duties or heading to their next desinations.




Approaching the bar Dumah slowls sighs and before entering leans up against the wall " ah these fools have no idea whats coming to them one of these days...ragnarok will occur and i will be there when it happens". Dumah then grins and walks inside the bar looking around the room standing in convict unifrom hoping he wouldnt be recognized

The silver haired girl seems to be the only one that regasters he is there vocally. Everu one else seems to reguard him as if this is a nomal thing before goign back to drinking, " Hello there! can i help you get something!" The silver haird girl bubbles out brightly.

Dumah stares at the girl and says" i actually dont drink what i need is exactly what you dont serve" do you no were i can perhaps get some blood?


She nods, " yesi know we keep a crate of large animals in back for the vampiric types. any blood you would prefer?" The small faun like person seems to be watching him with a glint of intrest in her eyes as she watches this go on.
Dumah puts a smile on his face" ah well it seems i must be lucky...but unforutunately i have no money to cover the fees do you mind lending me some and i will come across a way to pay you back?"

"Oh yes we will keep note of you wyou are besides we dont like break outs of blood lust its not a good thing to have a lot of or any of." she smiles brightly.
"ah you have my deepest gratitude miss i appreciate it alot". Dumah exams the room again and his eyes fall on the faun as he stares at the faun and winks at her smiling

The silver haired woman slips into the back leaving softly glowing steps behind her as she dances away moving like a reed. she comes back with a squirming sack as the faun smirks at him with a very smug look as she stares him down almost like this is a game with a chalange.

Dumah watches the faun and bites down into his blood pack.slowly feeling his temper begin to calm down and his hunger fading away he smirks and wipes the blood of his lips
Dumah then slowly walks towards the faun and adresses her" what is it that intrigues you about me?"

SHe is quite unfazed by the show of blood as she smirks, " You just remind me of the vamps back hom and seems like you need a job."
Dumah puts a suprise look on his face and pats the faun on the back" now wat is the job exactly and why do you think i will be suitbale for this?"


The fuan smiles and snickers, " Now i never said any one was suitable and its for a cew that i need on the ship. i can probly get away with just who i have. " The man next to her snorts back laughter and she glares at him for a moment as she shakes her head. " But my gunman here told me i should have more people

" and what use can you make of me?"

"Dunno but i could do with more crew

"fine i shall join your crew but i require a dark place to stay since i and sunlight dont get along".Dumah then pats the faun on the back and smiles

The fuan smiles as she says, dont let looks fool you, I'm a saytar." The man next to her tences up as he seems to be cauculating Dumah's motives before going back to drinking his fowl smelling liquid

The captain looks about as she smiles and hit's for Igor who moves with out thinking about it and catches her hand as he looks over. "Igor why dont you take the new crew members to the ship." The man lifts the dark plastic that was covering his face to eye the captian, revealing the acid burn that covers almost half of his face as he grimices. His thrid eye glows dully under the reflective surface before he lets it drop again. He slowly pushes him self away from the counter and rolls his arms as he seems rather disproving of the captian's methods of picking out crew members. "Ah don't scare them Iggy. And no Grilling them!" He sgrunts out his responce and turns to leave not caring that they are following or not as he stalks out. He heads to the docking bay in a very non consirned manner that seems to get people to leave him aloneor at least look like that as he moves easily through the crowds.

Souda Follows Igor out and as the door was closing behind him she phases through the door and then gets rught next to him "you do know the offer still stands" she said while flirting. sher then looks at the other guy so what do you do for a living she asked as she studied his features and gave him the once over. she then turns back to Igor and studies him too as they continue to walk

As Dumah follows Igor to the ship he hears a womens voice and acknolwedges the fact that she has also been recruited to the ship by the same captain that took him in" Mine name is Dumah....my work...well lets just hope none of you ever find out what i truly am i am a vampire ill tell you both that much...i preffer a dark space at all times......and for the sake of others i tend to always be alone"
"oh? i have never been with a vamp before. and what about you....Igor was it? what about you?" she asked still in a flirtaous voice
Igor looks over at her for a moment as if he might be considering but nothing about his movements can tell her what he is thinking/ He rasps out, "Hired gun and first mate." He coughs as he looks about to see where they were before turning left towards the far end of the port to a Lavender sheened ship that looks like it is a cyclop that smiling to a point. "Welcome to the purple Pussy cat." He says relectently clearly not liking the name as he clicks his color and the loading bay door lowers.

As The doors come down from the ship Dumah hesitates for a second thinking that maybe this isnt the right place for his own kind he examines the ship from the outside and asks Igor" Look not to be rude or anything but dose this ship have rooms that are sealed from the lights?...and im also afraid not for myself but for you and this women and the rest of the team that might be here..."


: Souda leaned closer to Igor ash he opened the door "So how big are the beds and what is the power voltige running through the walls?"
He nods slightly and laughs as he coughs and thumps his chest as the laugh turns into a cough, " A danger...? Hehe... you crack me up. Danger to me..hehe thats really funny. I need to tell Jones that when he checks in on me." He seems to not be quite all there mentally from his strange comment as he trails off slightly before he adds, " Yeah there are rooms with no windows. and the beds are singles...power voltage?" He rubs his chin before saying, " Enough to cook Timmy at least once....heh little bugger never stays dead..."
Dumah stares at Igor and raises his eyebrow" Do you have blood...that i can consume here on this vessel of yours?"
" so not big enough to share? well thats okay. and for the power just tell me what walls have the most power i wanna avoid those...it will hurt me if i try to walk in to it..." she says with a smirk "and by the way what one is your room hot bod?" i hope we can get close real soon... and tha same for you Dum....how do you say it again?" she then leans even more in to Igors space and pinches his but " nice butt she said as she started down a random hall to have a look around"
Dumah looks over over to Souda and and closes one eye and raises his other eyebrow.." its Dumah....or silas whatever you prefer...". He then looks back at igor and leans to him " someones growing rather fond of you it seems"
"Oh you want some of me too huh well there is enough of me to go around" Souda said with a smirk

Igor pulls off his helmet and starts to respond to Dumah when his instices kick in as her hand near his ass and his Speed was amazing as he grabs her hand and twisted it placing very little pressure ona nerve as his eyes turn ice cold as pain darts through her arm. He lets go and pulls away. "Don't touch me with out a warning." His voice turns icy as he says, " I dont know the ship i have only been a crew member for a day or so. Talk to timmy or Karl." He folds his arms over his chest and closes his wings tightly as he says to Dumah, "The captian said that she would get blood....but i suppose her two ...kids probly have blood some where." Igor moves up the ramp as a small ball of grey rubns up to him and scammpers up his leg to his shoulder where he flicks it off. "I do not grow fond of any one quickly..."
Dumah takes a couple of steps away from the other 2 and turns around and says" look ...i have a confession to make...im rather schizophrenic in a way..you see i hear voices...and these voices tell me to do horrible things to people around me....if i do not constantly feed my hunger...you will see the devil in a flesh..and once he takes over i have no control over him....running far away would be your best option honestly...." Dumah then looks at both Igor and Souda"is this something you both are ok with?...."
"well that wasn't nice" souda said as sher went to pic up the creature "you oksy little thing?" she then calls out to Igor "I alright i'll tell you whan i wanna malest you"

Igor looks over and snorts, "Devils in flesh... " He seems to mull over that and smiles with the smile not reaching his eyes. " I dont think you could be that bad. Not like them." the last bit seems to be more to him self as he starts wandering. "I suppose i should show you were the rooms are." He starts up the stairs befor sighing as his wings drag and hovers the rest of the way up on the outside and waits at the second level.
Souda Follows still holing the creature in her arms. "I can be will act as my nature tells me to...I am about more than just Skin hun. and what did this little guy ever do to you that you had to hit it?"
"It follows me...Keeps following me."
"So you don't need to hit it" Souda had a cold look in her eye. "men shouldn't be so abusive that goes for women too, what room is free?"

Igor laughs bitterly about people being abusive. "People shouldn't but they are, that's the facts of life kid..." He points at the rooms, " Rooms 1-4 are open and so is 9 and 10."
"Believe me or not i say you both sould heed my warning..".Dumah then follows Souda and Igor around awating for him to finally come to his room..."and please if you wish to summon me all you need to do is knock on my door..DO NOT enter without my permission, and which room is the dark room with no windows?:

"In that case i want a room in between yours and his" she said pointing to the two men
"and may i ask why?...what is it that you directly want from me and Igor...that is if you dont mind me asking?"
"a night of fun maybe" she said with a seductive smile while she ajusted the strap of her bag that she had the whole time.
Igor mutters, " All of them have no windows." His frame shifts as he reaches into a pocket and pulls out fruit jerky, " If you can find out which is mine then go ahead. And i am taking the warning into account but ...i have strong doubs your crule like unit X." He walks away as the infamous name of the UFE group sinks into their minds. Clearly he couldn't be old enough to be one of them since they were disbanded 26 years ago, or so it is known.

" well that was odd" Souda said to herself as she watches Igor leave she starts to look at the room...."well i guess i won't get the room i want so i pick number 4" she said as she walked to the door and phased through the door , as soon as she was in the room sher droped her things and went to a wall looking for a spot that had no electrical current. "Oh I'll find his room all right" she whispers as she prepairs to phase through the walls to look for his room
Dumah looksat the doors" ah door number 3 should do the trick" Opening the door all the way he sees the light dangiling from above.. but does not bother turning it on as he stands in the hall watching Igor walk away and Souda phaze through walls he smirks and vanquishes into the shadows closing the door behind him

Igor quietly seeks out the companion he arrived on the planet with before he his hooked by his pants as Coppertop walks by and he spins about as he takes on an official air with what little emotions draining from his face as he follows her in short steps to keep pace with her. "Come on 1065 we have at least part of a crew so lets push off." Igor grimices as he looks down at her but says nothing as he looks off into the distance thinking about the dismal skills of the crew. "Ah dont worry Igz Some one will show up with out our knowing." Igor narrows his eyes at this as he looks down at her looking for an explaination. "I mean this is a diskworld ship, something always happens."

"Cap...tain." There is a slight pasue as he adjusts to calling someone else a captain. "You told me that this was a stripper ship."
"Oh it is but," Her grin gets larger as she looks up at him, " I belive its a ship following my physics so it will." Igor sighs as he looks at her wondering why her thoughts never seemed logical when it came to the ship.
"Lily reality does not work lik-"
"Igor . It does because i believe it. and if you keep fighting i will show you death." Igor watches her as he tried to decyper the strange captain as Timmy and Karl run by carrying supplies for their own odd hobbies."Mornin' Capt!" Igor narrows his eyes as he wonders what they need with the crate of screeching and squeaking crate before shaking his head. Just as he starts to shake his head a feminine man appears behind him and starts combing his hair. "Sinces i like you Igor you always seem to attract weird. Makes me feel like back at 'ome."

Igor growls as Sammy runs the comb through the rising hair as it forms a Mohawk out of his aggravation. "Sammy stop that." He pulls away as the man's lips twitch slightly before going back to trying to groom Igor as Sammy says, " You are my domain now so i got to care for you. "Igor growls lowly as he stalks off with Sammy following lightly on his feet, harassing the hired gun but not getting a negative reaction from him even up to the point of finishing his grooming before vanishing. there is a resounding slam as Igor locks him self away in his sparse room. he spreads his wings as he chews idly on the leathered fruit and picks up the electronic pad as he looks for any thing to spike his interest.

As the ship heats up and starts its process of starting up they take off. "Hey people i for a mission to see what happened to the ship....Boatmurder or we can make a stop at Zeta. You need to tell me what you what, and im very open to ideas of questing at this point."

Upon Entering his room DUmah give outa sigh of relief" ah this place should do well" feeling Kind of un sure Dumah hesitates to go talk to the captain again as a voice begins to telll him in his head" dont tell them just let them find out on there own...this ship can be all yours if you want it to be".."No you will not do what you did before i have no need for you now".Dumah walks out his room and heads towards Igors room. Once found he begins to bang on the door till It swings open

Igor opens it as he growls in annoyance, " Yes?"

" Look i need to tell you i have a rather dark side to me and once it is released everyone on this ship is in trouble..i just wanna give you a heads up". Dumah takes a step away from the threshold and looks around the door frame" ah i cannot cross a threshhold into some bodys property without them inviting me in first".

Igor watches with cold caulating eyes of someone use to killing before opening his door farther, " Come on in if you want." He turns his back to Dumah, " your not the only dangerios on on this ship. Im in ...rehab for lack of a better word." He walks by one of the skulls and picks it up as his jet black claws tink on the ivory white that has bloches of red on them.

"i see youve had your share of trouvles in the past and im open to hear you out...but my hunger for blood must be fed frequently for everyones sake...see i am not like many other vampire races i am a brujah i am what you must be worried about"Dumah leans up against the wall and looks around the room squinting his eyes from the light "blah bright light i gotta hate it it dosent hurt me but id rather be in pure darkness"

Igor looks over and frowns, " I prefer the light only since it reminds me im not were i was. I can see with out the light if needed. But you should talk to the captian about your condition even tho i think Karl and Timmy already got you food." He places the skull back down and his eyes dosent seem to be fousing on Dumah as the thrid cracks open.

" when are we planning on leaving this planet? and if we do wil we have enough food for me?"Dumah stares at Igor and kind of grins seeing as though Igor dosent seem to care about Dumahs condition

Igor's eyes fouce as he sasy, " we already have if you didnt feel the take off. and Why is it people are asking me these thigns im not the cpatian or supplie person." He eyes Dumah at this seeing this is more then just a touchy subject with him no longer being captian of a ship.

"well if your not the captain of this ship then whos the captain???*

Igor narrows his eyes" The short one with horns the one that inquired about your blood needs."

"ah then you have my sincerist apologies then sir i shall take my leave and let you be..but if you ever need company dont be afraid to knock on teh door".Dumah then Slowly walks towards the door and turns his face to the side and give off an evil smile showing his white clear fangs."goodbye sir"

Igor shows no reaction to this other then picking up his data slate and laying back seeing there is no threat yet. There is a slight noise from his closet which gets him to lower the slate and glare at his closet door before he goes back to reading.

Igor lays back in in bed with his arms folded behind his head as a leg hangs off the bed, bending a wing. He stare at thie celling with his mind thinking before he says softly to him self, " I wish that we were father away from people so they dont have to bother me." He shifts to roll over as he wonders why people still think of him as a caption. Surely he isn't giving off that feeling any more, seeing he is more of a solder then any thing else.
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As Timmy tinkers in the engine room the dusty and covered bulky object slowly starts to move as the engine under there starts to power up. The goblin looks about as he hears this and his normal happy smile falls as he sees the covers falling off the engine. There is a deep blue of infinity that starts to glow dimmly from the air in the middle as the iron disks slowly lift up as the frozen Mercury starts moving again in the pipes like millions of silver ants. "Oh Lilly won't like this...." The disks with artistic runes on the edges start spinning faster and faster as the glowing gets brighter.
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Captain Coppertop sits in the captain's chair and watches the fire as they leave the atmosphere.Her eyes glaze over slightly before there is an alert on one of the screens. She fouses her eyes and walks over as she looks at the screen. "Oh screw me side ways. Seriously? F-ing hell." SHe hits the coms and yells, " Every one hang on we are about to ju-!" The coms are cut off as the ship is filled with the deep blue light. Every one has the odd scence that every thing about them moves while they stayed in place as the ship exits the light and the engine that started up dies. Coppertop growls as she narrows her eyes and her ears flick out as she looks to see where they are location wise and frowns as she lacks any coordinates of where they might be.

The ship drifts in space as the larger ship behind them start to power up it's weapons and shields in self defense despite the small ship being no where as big as them.

*The Mirror Shard had just exited its jump when it registered a strong spatial anomaly forming just off their port bow. The ship, assuming they had been traced by some darker agency, went to full alert, and began powering up the shields, the slight distortion of space reassuring the nervous crew as they readied themselves for what they thought would be another massive fleet. The watcher on the bridge called out to the captain, his face a mask of perplexity*

Captain Kaine, the anomaly has subsided and there's... Only one ship. It seems to be unaware of our presence for some reason. It's a small ship sir, not in our databanks, but it could be a heavily modified personal yacht or some such...

*The watch looks at the Captain for answers. Captain Kaine keeps his face impassive as he wonders what the hell is going on. There's nothing out here, just a dead planet they'd been using as a rest point... Then he realizes the danger the exceedingly loud jump may have done and nods to the Gunner on deck*
Mister Sentier, keep the guns primed and the shields running, we may have company before long. Mister Telman!

*The man on watch looks up sharply*
Keep a sharp eye out for anything that may have picked up on-...

*The watch interrupts with a sudden urgent shout*
Multiple anomalies detected sir! Loud and harsh! Three marks!

*Captain Kaine brings up the tactical display on the display mounted to the command chair and observes the three anomalies as they resolve into ships. The sensors begin analysis immediately, and red warnings begin flashing as the computer identifies all three new marks of orkish origin, their hulls cobbled together from scrap and crudely painted red. They're only a few minutes away, pushing their crude engines to the fullest in their haste to be at the foe. Captain Kaine stands up immediately and addresses the whole ship via a throat mic, glaring at the viewscreen like an angry god, his visage contracted with the rage of one who has seen the devastation these creatures could inflict on peaceful systems*
Keep the ship on full alert! We have greenskins inbound! Repeat! Greenskins inbound! Prepare to repel boarders! All batteries pick your targets and fire as she bears! Teach them the meaning of the word 'dakka' and let not a one pollute this system! Mister Sentier, fire the Hellblade as soon as it's prudent, and see if you can't take one of them out of the fighting.

*The Gunner salutes and runs off the bridge, shouting orders into his comm. Captain Kaine sits in the command chair, uplinking with the piloting programming. His eyes close and the ship begins to move, accelerating steadily to curve around the orkish clunkers, one of which has broken off and has made a ramming course with Coppertop's ship. The one of the others has closed enough to be in range of the small gauss batteries, which fire slugs steadily at it with apparently little effect. The luckless third ship is caught full-on by the Hellblade, the particle beam vaporizing most of the claptrap the orks call a vessel, somehow managing to miss the bridge, which floats uselessly through the ship's original trajectory*

(since no one is posting)

Coppertop's lips curl into a maddened grin as she sees a ship is trying to ram heads with her own as she Barks out, "Ram it." Karl looks back with a frighten look for only a moment as she addresses the rest of the crew, " Brace for impact!" The purple pussy cat's thrusters fire up as they speed for a crash collision with the Ork ship.

Igor saw the blue of the jump enter his room as he sits up suddenly as his wings crackle from his weight bing on them as they bend before he swings his feet over the edge grabbing his gun off the rack and heading out as he heads out to figure out what was going on. As he reaches the bridge and opens his mouth to get out a question the ship flips violently so the sudden shift in gravity is felt as the ship's systems freak out. There is a moment of every thing righting it's self before the entire ship shakes violently, throwing him and those not braced about the hall way or rooms. Igor spreads his wings out as he partially rights him self before hitting the wall hard enough to completely mangle his wings and he groans in pain as he pulls his arms away from his head. His wings fall to the floor or dangle brokenly from his back as he snarls out, " What the hell is going on?!"

Out side the ship the wings of the ship that were quite of with the thick and well plated baces move to latch onto the ship as the 'rear' of the ship starts heating up starting to melt the outer hull of the ship they have latched onto as they both carren out of controll in the space as the other ships battle.

As Souda feels the jump, and as soon as the ship stopped she tumbled to the floor. "ouch whet the fuck! better go see whats up" as she leaves her room she sees Igor running up the hall and follows him to the bridge. as she hears him snarl out, " What the hell is going on?!"

"Thats what I wnna know" she says as she fully enters the room and stands next to Igor, whom she notices is ready for a fight.

"Captain Coppertop, what happen and why did the ship just jump like it did?" Souda asked as she rubbed her head where she hit it when she tumbled to the ground.

as the ships collide Dumah falls out of his trance and and hears the captain yelling over the intercom "can a guy get some rest here without something happening every second?" . Dumah walks out of his room and slowly walks towards the captains quarters immediately as he enters the room he senses a tiny pint of blood that is coming out of the captains lips. Dumah controlls himself and stares at the captain.."whats going on?"

She looks over her sholder and narrows her eyes at Igor who grimices, " Some one did a random jump. Landed in the middle of an ork flight path." Igor glares at her as she seems to imply it was him that caused it.

Dumah scratches his head while staring at the captains lip" and has there been any casualities.....my dear....captain?"

Captian Coppertop shakes her head, " seeing that your all here i got nothing to worry about." Karl looks over as he clutches onto his contreol panals and shivers.
"Uhh captian the door is about to ...give"
"Wha-" there is a uddable tanging of a door being forced open from the back of the ship. "Oh... they went through the heat how irratating."

Dumah looks over at Karl then stares back at the captain.." so uh i guess were supposed to go fight them or something?...or shuld we just let them come in here and take over everything?....seems like im not the only person who seeks blood in the universe"

Coppertop turns about as he gets out of her chair and draws her odd looking sword as she barks out, " Hell yeah we defend the ship. Igor head them off with your friend." Igor ducks away as he moves quickly back to his room where he pulls out his guns and hits his closet.
"She knows your in there Mr. jones." Igor slips away before a man stummbles out and tails after him. "Igor! your stay out of battle your much to vauable to damage." "Stuff it jones!"

Dumah raises an eyebrow" and what is it that you want me to do captain?"

Captian Coppertop covers her face and places her hands on her hips, " What do you think Vamp. Feed your self and go crazy."

Dumah takes a deep breathe and trys to resist his hunger."you...do...no...yo...your all going to be in danger right?"

She watches him and smiles, "Oh i know but i bet you never been up against my boys have you."
"Li-li-lily?" Karl looks at her timidly as she says this and she waves him off as he shrinks slightly."Trust me your not thei first vampire i have had to but heads with."

Dumahs fangs slowly start to grow" i might not be the first vampire captain but i might be the last you ever get to face....id rather not do this seeing as though alot of damage might occur". Dumah then puts his hands over his face" ah but who can resist that sweet scent of blood such a delicate thing yet so dreadful and addicting"

Coppertop smirks as she brandishes her knife for a moment, "e you waiting for go gorge your self you bloody leech." She rolls her head and stopms several times as she psycies her self up and heads off. Karl sighs as he sticks on the controlls and messes with them. "Igor you got 5 minutes to get that door close."

Listening to the captains request Dumah shakes his head and walks off to meet with Igor..."honestly i no it would be for the best but id rather not"...as he gets closer to igor he smells something that puts a smile on his face. as he takes a whiff of the air..."blood" ....Dumah then stares at Igor from distance

Igor Has taken to the rafters and using the height and obstrustions to his advantave while a unknown man is on the grouns makign his eay up with blood covering whtat should be his hands, "Ah this brings back old memories dosent this 1605?" The man seems to be rather bright as Igor ingnors him and mobes about the small space to get the orks entering as a flood of greenskins enter the ship.

as Dumah heads off to fight the orks he finally give into his blood hunger and attacks the orks that have invaded the ship before attacking them he hides in the shadows stocking them and awaiting to strike like a snake from the shadows..as an ork walks by he leaps on it giving off a hounding screech of maniacal laughter that could be heard through the ship

Igor moves swiftly across the soft materal as he craws quickly clawing in to the materal as he scrabbles alone as it sways dangeriously as orks hit the wals and he periodically shoots down at the orks. He cusses him self out for picking the worse place for trying to get to the doors as they fire up nearly hitting him in the brocess with stray bullests. He hisses softly as he feels the leather give and presure on his side for a moment cauing the scales that thinly line his sides to cut into him

As Dumah jumps on the Ork he pushes it to the ground and begins to pound on its chest plate armor with all the power he has as his eyes change colors and his fangs begin to expose and his veins pop the only thing that on his mind is hunger.

The ork falls back wards as it over compinsates and hits the ork directly behind him and hoowls out as it swings its wild puches at him while the other orks contiues on. after a reckless assault on the ork dumah begins to feed seeing as though there isnt enough blood he quietly vanquishes into the shadows

Igor winces ever so slightly as all three eyes are open and he is partally deafen by the gun shots that are roaring about above him as he approches to where he will need to drop down and use his agility to close the door and hope the Orks dont get a hold of him.

As DUmah Roams in the shadows he comes across Igor and watches him in the shadows as Dumah leaps from the shadows and grabs igor by the neck and smashes him into the floor

Igor taken by suprise finds his face forced into the semi soft faberic and gasps in surprise as his middle eye flashes red just like his wings. But unlike his wings his eyes seem to darken as he claws at the surface he is on to whips his legs about to try to get his attacker off him.

Dumah begins to tighetin his grip around igors neck and leans in next to him and inhales"ah Blaaad" as he laughs insanily...he then picks up igor and slams him against the wall repetadely

Igor arches his back as he opens his mouth to gulp for air as he hits the wall and his feet scraables at the oddly curved wall as his face twists in hate as he hits the wall causing more cuts and scrapes nick his skin as he finally uses his legs to swing about as he strkes out for dumah as he trys to cause enough pain ot to send them both over the edge so he can attempt to get free,

as Dumah and igor fell a level below DUmah still had a firm hard grip on Igors neck smashing him as they touch the floor from a small height Dumah then leans in next to igors neck and takes inhales as he licks his lips about to bite down on Igor he picks him up off the floor again and smashes him into the wall as igors feet dangle off the ground

Igor manages a glare from being knocked silly as his eyes focus on Dumah as he curses out the comand the captian gave him about hurting crew mates. Igor breaths slowly as the teeth get closer to his neck before he lashes out visiously with his foot to Dumah's groin and box's his ears to stardle and cause the strangesst sensation as his hands clap about Dumah's ears tht cause a moment of pain then a strange vaccume.


As Dumah is hit on the ears he drops Igor yet slashing him underneath his scales and vanquishing into the shadows...before Dumah vanquishes he glares at igor poingint a finger at him....As Dumah moves through th ships darkest shadows he comes across Karl...and stands in back of karl in the shadows with the most vicious glare

Igor snarls as he barks out "captian a crew member snaped get tim to close the door." He collapses coughing as he gets his breath back and starts after DUmah as he closes his main eyes to seewhere he is as he moves after the man.
Timmy launches himself between the legs of the orks and skidders as he makes quick darts for the door using his small size to get by.
Karl looks over his shoulder as he feels a presence and blinks with surprise and looks thoughtfully confused. "Oh hi there... do you need any thing?"

Dumah walks out of the shadows and glares at Karl with a smile on his face as his teeth are exposed and his hands begin to curl makinga fist he dashes towards karl smashing him against the wall and biting him on his neck suddenly his power begins to grow as he leeches off karl and throws him across the room he vanishes into the shadows appearing behind him again and ripping both of his arms off as he laughs menacingly looud enough to send chillz down the spines over everyone on this ship

Karl quite attaken a back by the violance of Dumah and not skilled in any fighing lets out a scream of terror as he is hit and seems rather helpless even with out the need to disarm him as he falls to the floor bleeding with shock on his face.

Dumah then drags karls body down the corridor as blood can be seen makinga trace as to were he is leading him suddenly Dumah lets go and remembers about the captain....Dumah then grinds his teeth and vanishes into the shadows after the captain....as from a distance can be a screeching laugh could be heard throughout the halls

Timmy dives to the side as the door he is about to close burst open as a blue paint splattered moter cycle makes its way through and passes him as it roars into the ship knocking other orks out of the way as it scrapes in. Tim gets up quickly as he slams the door closed and hits the button to the side of the door that has been craftially hiddedn as the ship spins about as there is a horrible reverberation as the ships part. The ship groans from the effort but then shoots away as the clawed wings of the Purple pussy Cat tear away parts of the Ork ship as it spirals leaving the wall of the ship shredded. The ork ship's guns start firing as the purple pussy cat sprials out of control with no Karl to control it.

Coppertop's eyes flash dangeriously as she hears Karl's scream and she barks out, " Igor clean up the remainders. I got a meeting with some one." She charges off as her eyes gleam dangeriously as she heads straight for the bridge. " Timmy you know what to do nin your room.
"Ah yes captian lily! i will set up the table now." He hurries off as quick as he can with the orks in his way.

As Coppertop clacked down the hallways to get to where Karl layed she can smell blood as her eyes narroed as she keeps moving quickly.

Dumah moves through the shadows and watches as copptertop...charges around the hallways..he stalks behind her lurking in the shadows awaiting to attack caoppertop at the right moment

Coppertop skids to where Karl is for a moment befor heading into the bridge as she grabes his arms to lay them out near him so timmy could find him as she looks about for clues, never stoping as her ears flick about.

Dumah watches coppertop across the hallway... his eyes light up..he sees karls ripped limbs...and trys to control himself but as he sees the blood being dripped from the ripped limbs...Dumah charges in the shadows towards coppertop

Coppertop ears flick back as she spins about using Karl's arm to hitt her attacker as she rolls out of the way as her eyes blaze, " Sorry about that Karl if i broke any of your bones." She says aplogetically as she clatters away and keeps her eyes fixed on Dumah. " And your a lively bugger aint yeah? well bring it on!"

as Dumah gets hit his face just movesto the side and you can hear a evil grin coming from him..Dumah then looks back at coppertop. As he opens exposes his fangs..... blood comes seething down from his mouth he grabs coppertop by the neck and holds her up as her feet dangle from the floor

Coppertop kicks him hard as he brings her hands abour to grab on to his arms as she grins insanely. Light, well more like the abscence of light flares out around her hands as it moves up her arms and she lauchs, " Im not that easy to take down." He can feel somethign being unleased or was it sucked back as she vanishes from his hols and appears charging out of the door of the bridg as her horns crakle with blue light. Dumah gets the distinct feeling she was never in his hands even tho he knows he grabed onto her.

Dumah looks over at coppertop and smiles and in a low voice he says" fool" and moves through the shadows towards the same direction timmy is in.


Coppertop smiles at the chace as she starts to leave behind blue mist like clouds where her feet hit as she easily follows him and cuts him off as she says, " YOu think vanishing in shadows will throw me off?"


Dumah looks down at coppertop and arches an eyebrow "shadows......no.......more carnage" and laughs as he pushes coppertop to the side still charging at timmy

Coppertop frowns slightly as she chases after and pulls out a sock with a half brick in it and hits him over the head with it and as his head drops down grabs onto a thing on her tool belt and gets him in the face with the coin. " Now you being a vampire i know holy objects really hurt you guys. Dont make me use my magic."

Dumah falls on one knee and dosent make any noise or sign of pain as he is hit with a holy weapon. Dumah slowly gets up with one hand over his face as he bleeds from his forhead he laughs in anger and out of a pure rage grabs and tackles coppertop and with full force begins to smash down on her chest with both hands with such strength that an earthquake type resembeleance can be felt throrought the ship as blood slowly starts coming dwon from his forhead from the scar that was caused upon him by the weapon of which coppertop used

Coppertop looks slighly bothered and quite anoied with pain as she snarls and there is a stranes feeling of somethign rippling past him before he suddently finds him self lifted off of her and slamed into the ceeling as she rolls away rather unharmed but he can see the air distorting about her as her eyes turn purple with the oppist of a glow, like an anti-glow that drinks in the light as she moves her hands about leaving behind a symbol as her hads seem to ripple reality for a moment before every thing turns back to normal cept for the area about dumah that is a neon orange and him being full of blood lust, that just suddently drained away. She watches him with the strange purple orbs with a questioning look like she is not sure what just happened.


As Dumah feels the raw magic pass through him and his hunger fades away he glares at coppertop and says"just....the....beginning". As he Finishes his last word he falls on the floor and turns back into his old self but the scar that was given to him by coppertop still remained on his forhead still bleeding..Dumah opens his eyes for one more time and takes a deep breathe before giving out a sigh and shuts his eyes as everonye can see his body lies on the floor not moving not breathing

Coppertop frowns slightly as she looks at her hands and sighs, " looks like two for the table then." she rubs her chin as her eyes remain purple as she dosent seem t oconsirned by this happening.

Igor narrows his eyes as he stalks through the coradors finding the orks that are running rampant. Eventually comming across Coppertop who is draging bits of karl through the hall ways. "Igor can you deal with the other ship?"Igor sighs as he starts to turn before curiosity pikes.
"Captian what are you doing with ....Karl."
"Oh putting him back together"
Igor stays quiet for a moment as he thinks of possible ways of Karl might still alive before snapping his teeth together as he pulls out a head set and starts to try to contact the other ship as he sees Timmy carry Dumah in the direction of one of the strange boy's rooms. " What are you doing?"
"zaping them back to life with lighting!" Igor mouths what they are doing before it really hits him and he spins about chases after them.
"Captian! What do you mean lighting"
"Your an Igor you should understand what we are doing"
"Ah tch! What?"
"Just a little zap of 10,000 watts!"
Igor's hair flares up as it makes a wonderful green blue plume "Captian your...that's barbaric even by standards i was raised by! don't you know anything about medicine?"
"Yeah! lighting and stiches fix every thing." Igor darts after them and grabs a hold of Dumah as he checks for life signs and looks rather cross. " Look i don't care what you do but he is still alive. He is breathing!"
"Oh shame well you can taken him then." With that timmy drops Dumah and igor kneels as he grabs hold of his arms and starts dragging him away from the demented Captain as she and her little minion takes Karl's remains to one of the rooms that were ment for Timmy or Karl. Igor kicks open the door and pants slightly as he pulls the unconsious figure before dumping him near the door that snaps close and he fixes his head set as he activates the communications.

"The purple .." He makes a face as he continues on, " Pussy cat hailing unknown ship. This is first mate Igor Fressia speaking. The captain is not available right now since she is ....dealing with an injured crew mate." He looks about and realises there is all sorts of blood on the bridge as the smell finally hits him and he shivers slightly, wondering how karl could of produced so much blood as the controls glisten red and why his blood smells so weird. "Please excuse the .. blood if the cameras of this ship is working."

*Captain Kaine orders a final salvo at the injured ork ship, knowing that if the ship is even marginally intact, orkish vengeance would soon follow. The small mag-rails fire desperately at the thick orkish hull as the Mirror Shard's main cannon is slowly brought to bear. The Captain then notices the hailing from the other ship and flicks on the display irritably, the strain showing in his face as he barks back at Igor*
Purple Pussycat (without the slightest trace of embarrassment). What in the name of the honored ancestors are you doing disengaged from that ship? If that Orkish ship comes around before the main cannon can fire, this whole system is doomed, and the Mirror Shard's batteries are almost completely useless against armor that thick.
*Kaine turns to the fire-director next to him, distracted for a moment as he tells him to fire at the seams between the plates of the cobbled-together orkish ship. He turns back to Igor, frowning*
Tell your captain that if she values the safety of her ship and this sector she will direct her offensive against the engines while we keep them occupied with our turrets. See if you can't rip off something vital around the engines, the Orks probably won't notice you until they're trailing fuel with the racket we're making.
Keep in touch
*Kaine salutes crisply*
Captain Kaine out.
*Kaine turns his attention back to the Ork ship, directing the gunners to fire around the edges of the ship's sections, weakening the low-quality welds and ripping apart the cobbled-together sections. He prays they have no Wierdboyz onboard. The last thing they need is an Orkish psychic.*

Igor strightens up at the other captians snapish reply as his mind works clearly fuzzy with the details on space danger about Orks other then you dont want to close on them. " Yes sir." He quickly slides into the pilot's seat and takes the controls as he disingages auto pilot and suickly tries to get control and use to ship controlls again as he spins the ship about, quickly learning how to redrive.

Dumah takes a deep breathe and opens his eyes and a distorted vivid vision is seen almost like a white light he tries to get up but feels as though a force his holding him down...only to realize he has no strenght nor energy to get up" w...w...w...whats goinh on he quietly says?"

" ship battle and you lost it" Igor growls out as he shifts the gears and the ship shoots forward as he send it into a sloq sprial at the ork ship as he dips down then arks the ship up to get behinf the ork ship to rip out peces he sees as important.

Dumah puts his energy to the max as he slowly leans over and is able to put his knee down against the ground lifting himself up..DUmah barks at igor" WHY DO I HAVE A SCAR??????....EXPLAIN TO ME WHAT HAPPEND!!!!!!!!"

Igor snarls back, " Ask the captian she delt with you beserker." The ship banks hard right as Igor slams into the Ork ship uusing the claws to lach on as he does a fly by attak riping out part of the side as he regains control and does another swoop.

Dumah stand up and slouches over a little bit"hmph your even lucky to be alive you and the rest of the crew at that...weres the captain???" DUmah puts his hand over his face

"I should of let her hit you with what ever she was talkign about to bring you can to life. Dont know why i bothered to save your ass." Igor grunts as the ship shudders as there is a horrable wrenching noise as somethign from the Ork ship with then that time and igor looks at the screens to figutre out what came off with the last swoop, " that the hell?"


Dumah smirks" heh fool you all bought this upon yourselves you should thank the captain for that i asked her if she wasok with it andshe said go crazy...so i took it literally not like its my fault you fool".Dumah watches igors reaction and grins" whats wrong igor feeling scared???"

Igor dosent seem to respond as he keeps his eyes on the controlls trying to fouce on the ship, "Scared no, consirened about orders yes, but not my place to question." He spins the ship about as he opens the clamps and tilts his head slightly as he thought he heard something but goes back to his attack of trying to tear things off the Ork ship. Befor giiving up on his rusty skills and moves to ram the Ork's fuel tank off.

"well my freind are you tired of being a pawn an recieving order...wouldnt you rather give orders???..i mean cmon you have all the neccessary requirments to be a captain...wouldnt you want to have your own ship and be in command of your own crew mates??" DUmah smiles as he stares at igor

Igor's eyes twiches slightly as Dumah strikes a nerve as Igor jerks the ship about violently and his ears curve back. HIs face darkens as he keeps his fouce on he controls. "What makes you think that?"

"hey i mean think about it with my strength and your intelligence were an unstoppable force....whats that word im looking for.....ah mutiny arent you sick of taking orders???....i mean dont you wish you could give orders for once??....rather then looked down by someone who believes they are more superior".Dumah puts an evil grin on his face as he stands up and heads towards the exit of the room "think about it just take a moment my freind"

: Igor narros his eyes as his middle one turns a deep red as he spins the ship about to ram off the fuel line or at least open the tank in one little area as iigor gets the claws to teat holes in it and slows the ship as he grabs the stanges looking gun Dumah has ever seen. "Thought about it, been there now frell off im not fit for commanding." Igor sets the ship in to a stand still so it is following where the Ork's ships tank is as he bares his teeth as his eyes start going black and he pulls a resperator off his side and puts it on. "If i was so damd smart i would of avoided getting caught." He kicks the door open and heads for an air lock. He sets the open connection with the other ship to his

Igor unhooks the mask from his belt putting it on as he enters the air lock and holds on as he kicks the button tot open up into space with his cobbled together gun. He swiftly moves as he feels his body tingling in want to shut down as his hands move about so he can get a shot at the ork ship and sets his gun to full power as it glows brightly he kneels down as his foot is hooked under a bar as he fires it. A massive bolt of glowing green stuff is flung out of it as it hits the ork ship and eats away at the side of the ship while igniting the gas on the inside of the ship forcing it to spin about. Grim satisfaction crosses his face till he sees shapes flying towards him. He swears as he pulls out his pad and cuts off the locking mechanism to the ork ship and moves the ship forward then away as he relays on his one foot to hold him in. He un props his gun and hooks the strap about his back as he moves to get back into the ship quickly and shuts the airlock, laying there trembling and jerking as he waits for the pains and feeling to get back into his limbs as he blindly flys the ship by pad. His lips are blue as they slowly regain his normal color.

This causes the ship to weave about wildly and hit the spinning ork ship once or twice. before Igor can truely keep the ship away.

The captian finishes peacing karl back to gether and leaves timmy to do the rest as she comes sliding out to the brige and snarls, " What the hell was that. Igor where are you?" She hears the faint clattering reply from Igor before she jerks the ship into motion and drives it towards the Ork ship. Igor cut off from controls panics as he trys to ask her what is she doing as he sees the engines powering up for what looks like a jump. " No nothing really just making a hole." Igor starts to yell something at her about structure of the ship as she cuts him off and hits the big red panic button as the ship jumps forward as she spins in about so the back end goes through the ship. She laughs as she sees the Ork ship on her window with a purple pussy cat ship hole in the center.

As the ship tears through the Ork ship something strange happens as they find them selfs out of combat. But there is no large ship that was fighting the Orks...because there is no Orks. Every thing has been restored to the stated before the battle yet every one remembers what happen just...moments ago? Coppertop seems to be treating this like it is normal as Both Timmy and Karl are next to her. "Ah....I was wondering if that would happen... seems like things have righted them selfs!"She laughs light heartedly "Seems like the drive has other plans isn't that right boys?" They nod as if nothing happened. Karl never got ripped apart and timmy never had to put him back together.
"Ah crew we will be doing our mission now seeing things reset them selfs. Good news nothing happened."

Igor in his room when he remembers last he was on the bridge is standing there with his weapons in his arms and his eyes twitching as his mind tries to comprehend what happened. "WHAT?!

Souda Has a completed meal in her hands even though she is now in her room which she never returned to after making a meal.

Dumah is in his room with no injuries but does know he fought something or someone ...even tho he felt no pain.

(Have fun. Believable drive allows for any thing)

If anyone was near the engine room after things 'reset' themselves, they would see an unfamiliar Dilophosapien female walking out with a tool belt around her waist, goggles on her neck, and a bag slung over her shoulder. The unfamiliar female dressed in just a bikini top showing off plenty of skin and tattered pants smeared with grease. "Well, I sure did pick a weird ass ship to land on, who would've known it would have a drive like THAT on it....." She grins to herself and bursts into laughter. "What a hell of a piece of work! I like it already! Might as well go introduce myself to this ship's crew...seeing as i stowed away and all...and tinkered on the engines a bit." She rubs her chin with a free hand before shrugging boredly and making her way to the bridge.

She enters the bridge casually and waves to the captain with a big smile. "Ello there! I'm looking for the one in charge of this flyin hunk of metal. My name's Tyra and I was lookin for more work. The reason I say 'more' is because i already tinkered with your engines a little bit makin em a tad more efficient." Tyra says with a playful grin as she holds up her wrench. "Took a few hits to do it though."