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[CrazyTao]

Extending hands for a handshake, that's very frontier...

The Doctor bows formally back to the man self-introduced as Hicks.

"Greetings Mr. Hicks, you may address me as Doctor Tsan. I have been contracted by Mr. Badger to offer my medical services to this crew in exchange for passage and some money as warranted. I have neither met him, nor anyone else here and so you must forgive the disadvantagous lack of information from me. I only arrived on the planet this morning."

She pauses and gives him a few seconds to respond, then continues as he absorbs the information.

"Which reminds me, I have some extremely valuable supplies at the docks that will need to be transferred to a safe holding area immediately. These will supply the ship's medical needs for quite awhile as well as anything we might need on this trip. Perhaps you can arrange for this?"

Her manner is polite but brusque, on a closer look she seems exhausted but wears it well. Certainly the most poised of the group it is difficult to determine age but not difficult to tell her accent and manners as pure Core world, you would guess Sihnon or Ariel.

[Donum Moriarty]

Hicks withdraws his offered hand, and instead bows clumsily in return.

"Hear that, Captain? We've got ourselves a full-fledged bona-fide doctor, now."

Hicks smiles warmly at Dr. Tsan. "Sure, we'll do what we can to get your supplies to the ship, ASAP."

He decides against pointing out her fatigue - no sense in risking embarassing the lady the first few minutes she's meeting the crew - and apparently being added to it.

[Redjack]

Braylock raises his left eyebrow while shaking the woman's hand at her professing of being a martial artist. Resisting a wince from the movement of his own wounded eye he replies, "I'm thinking we can find a use for those skills."

He turns to Hicks and their new doctor, "and something tells me we can find a use for those skills as well."

Most introductions appearing complete, he turns back to Badger. The pay seems short, but this weasel has me over a barrel.. He's arranged transfer of title, so it looks like I'm climbin' in bed with the devil...

He reaches up, rubs his chin and turns back to the crew and extra folks. The rubbing of his chin was one of his 'tells' that several of his long term crew already knew. It meant that it was time to be serious for a moment. It meant hard conversation was coming. "Not gonna lie to ya, the pay is gonna be mighty slim on this first job." He looked around, making eye contact with those assembled. "The Pearl, she's needing quite a bit to get her back in the back. For those of you that know me, you know I'm a fair man. The second and third jobs will be considerably more lucrative to your wallets than the first, but we gotta get through the first."

He took a deep breath before finishing turning now to look at Badger, "So I'm in and take all who'll fly under those terms." As an after thought he looks to the lush, "We'll even take her.... not quite sure what we'll do with 'er though." His last statement had more of a ring of sincerity than a crude malicious overtone. Captain Braylock was nothing if not a conscientious leader. It was a quality that drew people to him, even if it also tended to draw more than a few problems.

[Karaden]

In a carrying whisper, Fae replies to Bruce "Yeeah, 'e dohn't lick mush dosh 'e? 'cept 'dat stichk oh 'is." She tries to give Bruce a knowing wink, but it turns into a drunken blink before she settles on closing her eyes for the introductions. As each person makes their introducations, she barely opens her eyes again, however anyone who actually bothers to pay attention to the lush may notice that her eyes open a bit more to take in the doctor. After giving her a good look though her eyes slide shut again, content to simply listen and not waste energy on seeing things.

Fae opens her eyes to watch Braylock as he gives his little speech and makes his little snide remark. Somewhere in the layers of drunkenness are a few layers of anger mixed in with one or two of contempt "Yah'll puht 'er 'hind tha wheel oh anhyting dhat flies, ahnd hang ontaya drahwers 'cause..." she seems lost in what the heck she was saying. She stops a moment to puzzle it back out, fails, and finishes with a rather lame "I flys ghud."

Fae grins, closes her eyes and rests her head against Bruce's arm once again, adjusting her head just enough to make known she is talking to him "Ishn't 'dat ight?" she asks in a confident voice, as though he knew, or had even met her before a few minutes ago.

"Chen meru mono"

[Thanee]

In reply to the captain, Tatjana says: "Great, I'm looking forward to doing something productive. I guess we'll just start with that first job, see how it goes and continue from there..."

[Redjack]

Braylock nods to the martial art. That is the best I can hope for from each of them.

[Meriss]

JJ detaches himself from the wall and steps forward.

"Personally I would be happy to lend my impressive list of talents to this motley crew of absolutely lovely people."

It's clear from his vowels and bizarre choice of words leads most folks to deduce his birthplace as one of the Core worlds.

"You may address me as JJ. He bows gracefully and tips his bizarre hat.

[Donum Moriarty]

Hicks turns his attention to JJ when he speaks. He appraises the lavishly dressed man with a piercing gaze and reflects that looks are often deceptive.

After a few moments, Hicks takes a few steps towards JJ and extends a hand. "Hicks, security."

"Could you give us an idea of what some of these impressive talents of yours are?"

[Meriss]

JJ returns Hicks vice like handshake less than effectively. Hicks spots the slight wince in the odd mans eyes.

Mother of God! He's strong!

"I am an expert in the art and ability of persuasion. I am a fully competent swordsman and have a deep knowledge of custom and culture"

Letgo,letgo,letgo!

[Gray]

After the introductions, Badger looked over the crew he'd assembled. He scanned each in turn, looking for further questions.

"Very well then. If the terms are acceptable, I have a transport en route to take you to the Impound Yards. Captain Braylock... you'll need this authorization..."

Badger handed over a small data chit to Braylock.

"... to secure the Pearl's release. There is also a one week berthing authorization for the Eavesdown Docks. Should you require additional... down time... you are on your own"

The there was a knock at the door, and the guards indicated that it was the driver of the transport had arrived.

"Gentlemen... and ladies... your carriage awaits."

[Redjack]

Captain Braylock takes the data chip with a nod. As he turns, he is struck by the fact that he is once again dealing with some of the darker elements. Granted, Badger is far from the darkest, but his reputation is sullied at best.

Watching the entourage head for the door he continues to be lost in his thoughts. What an assortment he has assembled. Martial artist and doctor; he is expectin' lots o' trouble. "Let's go people. I'm mighty anxious to be back in those hallowed halls."

[Thanee]

"Good bye, Mr. Badger." Tatjana says, as she leaves the room with the others. Let's see what mess you brought me in now...

[Divine Virus]

"Come'on, Miss Fae. I'll give ya a tour of the ship" Bruce says to pilot as he helps her follow the others out of the meeting.

[Karaden]

Fae sways slightly as Bruce begins leading her out of the room. She gives a slight giggle "Alrite. Shlow me Pearly... and maybly a bhit moah." she finishes stroking his arm before having to stop suddenly as she nearly trips, grabbing tighter onto his arm to steady herself.

[Meriss]

JJ tips his hat to Badger and follows the rest of the crew out the door.

[Gray]

The Impound Yard, Eavesdown Docks, Persephone - October 1, 2519 - 12:50 PM

The transport took a fairly direct route to the impound yard, and the trip lasted roughly 20 minutes. The driver stops just short of the gate, and says, "Everybody out. This is your stop."

After the last of the crew disembarks from the transport, the driver speeds away, as if he is late for another pickup. He nearly takes the corner too short, and the airflow does blow over some garbage cans that had been sitting there.

The impound yard office was closed for lunch until 1:00 PM. Naturally about 1:05 PM, three official-looking types exited the greasy spoon across the street and headed towards the office. The one in charge pulls an old fashioned key from his pocket and opens the door. The last one to enter turns the "Closed" sign to "Open".

[Thanee]

"Captain, I guess that's your part..." Tatjana says, wondering in the meantime whether the driver rushed off so fast because he did not want to be late to another pick-up site, or whether he wanted to be away as fast as possible from this one.

[Redjack]

The Impound Yard, Eavesdown Docks, Persephone - October 1, 2519 - 1:05 PM

Captain Braylock is quiet during the drive to the docks, the anticipation building. As the group departs the delivery vehicle, he consciously restrains himself and his feelings of giddiness. His elation is partially deflated by the Closed sign and the fifteen minutes between the sign's transformation leave him little to do with his nervous energy but pace.

As the officials approach, Braylock stops his pacing and stands watching the three men. After the signs flips, his legs are put into motion, clearing the distance to the yard office with a little more expedience than he intended to display. "Excuse me. I'm Captain Braylock and I'm here to collect my ship. How do I start that process?" He holds out his hand with the chit, "I have my authorization here."

[Karaden]

Fae falls asleep almost immediately upon entering the transport, using Bruce's shoulder as a pillow. She wakes as transport comes to a stop and everyone gets out. She takes a moment to stretch, arms raising to the sky, shirt lifting to show off her midriff. She seems to have stopped swaying nearly so much, and looks around at the group with bleary eyes.

Fae's eyes rest on JJ for several moments, taking in his odd style of dress "Ok, the resh of you don't look sho bad, but who the di yu is the pimp?" Having asked that rather pertinent question she looks around at everyone else in what is as close as she can get to a thoughtful way. "Wasn't there something about a ship?" she asks, seemingly oblivious to the surroundings.

[Meriss]

"Are you reffering perchance, to me, madam?" JJ raises an eyebrow at the particular epithet that had been tossed his way.

"That is not my profession. Nor has it ever been but if you care to make a start at it.... I'm .... open to suggestions." He flashes a gigawatt smile, and leers impressively.

"And Captain Braylock is presently arranging to reclaim our transport. Perhaps we should be very quiet little mice."

[Gray]

The man who seemed to be in charge looked up at Braylock and took the authorization chit from his hand. He inspected it almost as if he could read the data it contained. The name tag on the man's coveralls seemed to indicate that his name was "Connor". He put the data storage device down on the desk, as he bent over to turn on the terminal.

"Just take a moment to fire up the system. Which ship did you say this was for?"

[Donum Moriarty]

"The Jade Pearl," Hicks responded for the Captain, his voice only slightly anxious.

He folded his arms and wondered, like the Captain, just how long it would take before they were back in familiar and comfortable surroundings.

[Redjack]

Captain Braylock could already feel his temperature start to rise, What ship is it for? He wasn't sure what it was about paper pushers that caused his boil to bubble so quickly, but they did. He was glad his anxious crewmen spoke up and he remained still and quiet, keeping his disdain internalized.

[Divine Virus]

"You're goin' to be our pilot, Miss Fae," Bruce says, as he pulled out a dirty rag, looks at it, and stuffs it in his pocket again. "You might want to ask the -er- pimp for a kerchief. It looks like some of the engine muck on my arm got on your face." Bruce looks to be nearing seven feet tall, and is both very well muscled and very dirty. Not in a 'never wash' kind of way, but rather in a 'I spend most of my time wresting with machine bits' kind of way. His hands are large, but judging from the ease and 'delicacy' with which he fished out out the rag, he is not clumsy. Bruce face sports a bit of stubble, a prominent lower jaw, an impressive mustache, and a lot of ugly. He is wearing an open vest with many full pockets, and a formally white sleeveless shirt underneath. It does not appear to have originally been sleeveless, though. He wears loose military pants. Old Independent cut, it appears.

[CrazyTao]

The Doctor takes the opportunity to lean against the wall after checking it for anything that could marr her suit. She stays quiet and out of the way, too tired to use her glasses. I really hope we can get this moving so my supplies are picked up before I see them on the black market.