forum Destination: The Front (Fire and Ice)

Started January 24, 2019 by @Mr.Misfit

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Yep, 9 AM EST is good, (since I can only get on at school, I can't do weekends, but I'm okay if you guys RP then)

(Alright, I know I'm a little early, but I'm expecting to be busy here in a bit and I'm really excited about this, so I'll kick it off now.)

Brella sighed as she set down another miniature arc-kit and took a drink from her water bottle. She'd been awake all night, turning away countless customers (around 5 of them, offering good pay) and working without so much as a squick of a break, all in an attempt to get one brute-force hacking-bug to actually work. She was short on scrap, and short on time, what with the few ships left in the port.

Of course, there was always the human military port….

Hah! Don't even joke, Brella, she thought with a smile, Security's still tight, even with the forces shipped out. Last month's declaration of war didn't change squat as far as local facilities go. The last thing you want is a railgun shot straight through your head.

She heard footsteps through the front door, and without thinking her wings were out and her laser pistol pointed towards the door. She listened intently for the newcomer to announce themselves.

I'm not moving shops again for the 18th time this month. If it's humans, then I'm going straight for the Space Port.

"Whoa, calm down there." Crisp puts his hands up. "I'm not gonna do anything, hell you can look through my stuff if you want. I don't got anything." Crisp slides his stuff towards her.

"I'm just exploring this place. I'm relatively new here. I don't mean to cause trouble."

"I should probably introduce myself, I'm Crisp, Crisp Dragon. And yes, its a VERY ironic last name, since I am a dragon."

Griffin walks in the room with a straight face. He stops beside Crisp and glances at him, "It's been a while since I've seen you" Griffin and Crisp had been acquaintances, but they went their separate ways eventually. Griffin sighs and looks at the girl, "You can put the gun down. Crisp here wouldn't harm a fly, but as for me…" Griffin thinks for a minute "I won't kill you…yet"

Brella smiled, but didn't drop the gun just yet. Her wings flared, and the gun began to glow.

"I could spear you straight through, buddy boy. Be careful what you say."

To Crisp, she asks, "What do you mean by new? There is no 'new' here."

"I just got here. They have enslaved me, but i'm free now. Hopefully. I haven't seen any tags or anything on me." Crisp is still holding his hands up, but seems a bit more relaxed.

Griffin sends a piercing glare at Brella, and clenches his fists, expecting a fight

"Griffin, you can calm down, also hello by the way." Crisp giving a smile.

Brella kept her gun pointed at Crisp, and moved to a drawer to pull out a scanner she modded.
She pointed it at Crisp.
Nothing.
Then the other guy.
Nothing. She lowered the gun.

"Sorry, 'eryone. I'm closed. Workin' on a personal project. If it's a two second thing, I can set you up, but that's it."

By the time she'd finished her last sentence, she was already back to work on the bug.

"It's fine. You mind if I watch you tinker a little bit? I don't really have much to do." Crisp putting down his arms, and picks up his stuff.

Casting him a sideways glance, Brella shrugged, "On any other day, I'd say no. But informant or not, you won't be seein' me on this planet soon enough. Sit down, buddy."

Brella indicated the work stool in the corner, "That one for the dragon. It's better suited for the weight," she lifted her head to look in his direction, "no offense."

'None taken." Crisp slides the stool over, and watches curiously as she tinkers.

Griffin looks at Brella with criticism. "Already in the first few seconds and I have a feeling like I shouldn't trust you. Maybe you pointing the gun on us has something to do with it, but still, not cool. Besides, why were you so instinctive to draw a gun on him?"