A slightly smaller Mess

Rob: Was worth a shot

Charles: I know.

Lyanna: no idea

*skip to end of operation?*

*Skippidy do dah*

Doctor: "well, i cleaned up the wound... the optic nerve was... in tact ish. its tucked behind the skin now, so an augmetic will be easy to install."

Tyren: "You have a nice... quarters, is that the word? theres nothing you like doing in here?"

Mac: *Shugs and continues dressing the wound on his face*

Emma: ugh... *getting up* thanks

Lyanna: yeah that's the word. And....dunno, don't usually take much off time.

Charles: anyway, I've got stuff to do. See you later.

Rob: Some fine work doctor.

Mac: "Uhuh."

Doctor: "That bandage should stay on for a day, then replace it. Keep doing that for about a week, then you'll be fine with a patch."

Tyren: "Me neither... We used to... Used to play a game, drinking game, back before... well, yeah."

Emma: thanks.

Charles gives a bit of a mock salute and leaves....now wat

Lyanna: go on

Rob: Thank you doctor

Doctor: "You are most welcome."

*From outside the door, comes a familiar sound. Click, Clank, Click, Clank Click, Clank, Click, Clank*

*Mac continues to dress his wound*

Tyren: "You say something, and i've done it i drink, but if i haven't, you drink, then i say something, and vice versa."

*Rob looks to the door*

Emma looks towards the door.

Charles be gone.... anyone he could do somethin with?

Lyanna: Lets do it.

*I have a whole cavalcade of characters, take your pick. Mute, jack, lucy, hakken, bandit.*

Tyren: *sits facing her.* "You go first."

*Kerak appears in the doorway* "You come with me now."

*you decide*

Lyanna:....how far are we allowed to go with this?

She gets up and follows, making sure rob's close by "thanks again doc"

Tyren: "Go mad, I don't think i can be offended by a game."

Doctor: "Sure thing." *Goes to clean the implements he used*

Kerak: "You have no weapons, yes?"

*I dunno*

*wanna just skip with them yes?*

Lyanna: hmm....have you ever had sex? *drinks*

Emma: yeah, we left em back on the ship.

Rob: We're unarmed

Tyren: "No. Never did."

Kerak: "Good, you see akira now."


*I would quite like to do something, but not sure which to do. Bandit is the Sniper who says less than mute, he might be quite interesting, hakken is batshit nuts, and i havent done anywhere near enough with him, jack is just fun, take your pick*

Rob: Wonderful

Lyanna: really?! 

Emma: Alright...*looks at rob* lets get on with it

*YOU DECOID*

Tyren: "I'm a space marine... Its not high on my priorities and time management"

*Kerak leads them to the bridge, where akira is standing. an imposing figure in fitted body armour and an imperial guard issue greatcoat, with one arm looking like it has been torn off before, then stitched back on, without a great deal of skill*


*COME CHAT TO BANDIT, WHY NOT?*

Lyanna: thought salamanders were a bit different to that?

Emma doesn't say anything

*he goes to where bandit is by pure coincidence*

Tyren: Some... I was around during a hectic time, and even then... my first shore leave was... about eighty. I felt too old for it.

Akira: I heard you escaped the Dark city, thats rather impressive.

*Bandit is sitting on a set of boxes, cleaning the breach of his rifle. I've never described him before, so, here we go. He's about average height, not skinny, but not muscular like mac or hakken, least of all like the bull that is mute. He's wearing a set of IG fatigues, festooned with ammo pouches, and various other things.*

Lyanna: fair enough....your turn?

Emma: thanks to him. Wouldn't have made it out otherwise. Wouldn't have even got started. *she's still a bit nervous*

Charles: *sees him as he enters, and tips his hat in greeting* Bandit.

R: Easier than you think

Emma: for you maybe.

Tyren: "have you ever got so drunk you forgot your own name?" *drinks*

Akira: "And... he is?" *looking at Rob.*

Bandit: *Knods*

R: Robert Darjeeling...Rogue Trader

Lyanna: *drinks*

Emma: he was a slave too. He killed our captor, gave us the chance to get out.

Charles: what's that you're doing?

Bandit: *looks up from his rifle* "Keeping my rifle clean." *he speaks in a Australian accent*

Tyren: "Party hard?"

Akira: "A rogue trader... hm, you might be useful to me yet."

Rob: How so?

Charles: ah of course. We haven't talked yet have we? I like to get to know the people who work with me. 

Lyanna: damn straight. 

Emma:...so what is to happen to us? Did we just trade one captivity for another?

Akira: "Rogue traders are usually rather rich, and politically well connected. I'm not going to have you washing floors am I? *looks at emma* do I look like a dark eldar to you?"

Tyren: "Your turn party animal."

Bandit: "What t'cha wanna know."

Emma: no... doesn't mean you're just gonna let us go free. That's why I ask.

Lyanna: hmm.... you know most of the ones I can think of I know you won't have done...

Charles: How are you liking working for me? I know not everyone likes the big I

Rob: What do you want?

Tyren: "Try me."

Akira: "I'll drop you at a space station and you can find your way home if that's what you want. But I'm trying to manage some big projects at the moment, and extra hands are always helpful."

Bandit: *shrugs* "Same old."

Emma:...honestly I've got nowhere to go. Everyone I know except Rob here is dead or still a slave...and I guess I owe you for patching me up. I'm listening.

Lyanna: well....hmm.... I've never been embaressed by something I find 'hot' *drink*

Charles: Same old?

Bandit: "Inquisition." *shrugs*

Akira: "Got a hive ship. Rusting pile of scrap held together by tape and the emperors will, we found a habitable world. Put two and two together."

Tyren: *drinks*

Rob: I'd rather just call my crew if that's any difference to you. A hive ship you say....I could help there"

Akira: "We need its engines back up and running, or just tow the damn thing into orbit."

Charles: you don't have any personal dislike of people like me?

Emma: right.

Lyanna:...go on

Rob: In return for allowing me to contact my crew, I'll provide any assistance I can"

Bandit: "Jus doing a job." *keeps cleaning his rifle*

Tyren: "I just spent ten minutes being horrifically embarrassed by you."

Akira: "my astropath is at your disposal."

Charles: A job most hate.

Lyanna: *smiles* Well aren't you good at flattery.

Emma: what would you have me do then?

Bandit: "Most people hate snipers."

Tyren: "I try *winks* So what's your story?"

Akira: "What can you do? You a good mechanic?"

Charles: I'm not most people.

Lyanna:...lets just say I learned some things about what I'm into when I was with rob. 

Emma: I know enough to get by. I'm a fully trained battle sister with a few years combat experience too.

Tyren: "Morbid curiosity..."

Akira: "A sister? Hells bells lass why didn't you say? What order?"

Bandit: "Guess not."

Lyanna:...lets just say turns out I'm a sub.

Emma: Our martyred lady. I was stationed on Cyperus 4. I'm the only one left from there who isn't dead or still a slave.

Charles: not very talkative eh? More than mute at least. *chuckles*

Bandit: "I've got a tongue, jus don't use it so much. Spent a lot of time alone, got used to it."

Hera: "That's the same order as my mother. Afraid we can't do much for your sisters. Commorah isn't really somewhere rescue missions are possible."

Tyren: "and that embarrassed you?"

Charles: I get that. What rifle's that? that a longlas?

Emma: Wouldn't ask you to. I wouldn't ask anyone to go into that... hell hole. 

Lyanna:...like REALLY a sub...in the rather kinky sense

OOC: I think you mean Akira.


R: Been there twice....escaped twice, they should really give me a little card so I can come and go as I please