April System Mingle

[thespaceopera]

Who: Everyone!
Broadcast: Possibly!
Action: April System
When: Month of April!


[Welcome to the Belt, a huge asteroid belt that's been terraformed for life. Here you can explore the different asteroids, become a rock star, race on some ATVs, enjoy not being underwater.

In other words, it's a mingle! Get in everyone!

> System Info ]

Comments

C -mix of robbing and stop the trafficking because I can't choose, let me know if anything isn't ok!

[padadin]

[Taking the cargo transport job is easy for a pilot like Shiro, who soon hears about some of the more illegal operations going on. Dressed to fit among the locals, Shiro quietly makes his way around the warehouse, trying to look like he belongs and guess which ships are transporting the slaves at the same time. He needs to help them.

Of all the bad things he expects to happen here, though, a hand slipping in his jacket isn't one of them. Pickpockets? Really?]

Can I help you? [He asks with a serious voice as his metal hand closes around Jack's naughty wrist.]

Sure thing!

[all7seas]

Hallo! [Jack's reaction is to act drunk and slurred. He's not, really. And a certain ship full of slaves is waiting for takeoff.

This WOULD be easier with a pilot, though...]

Why are you wearing my jacket, mate?

[padadin]

I am not.

[Shiro squints as Jack - how did a drunk man end up here? And still have the ability to sneak on him? Something is fishy. He glances at the slave ship - he can't waste time here, but also...]

Are you one those passengers?

[Vague enough to get out of it if necessary, but good enough to know if the guy is with the slaves.]

[all7seas]

Not at all! I'm delivering them, savvy? To where they rightfully belong.

[He's identified a safe asteroid, where they can be free from this horrible traffick. Understandable if Shiro thinks he means that he's transporting them to a miserable fate, of course.]

I'm from the Fleet, same as you, mate. Neither of us are orange, eh?

[padadin]

To where they rightfully belong.

[He arches an eyebrow at that - definitely ambiguos. But it's the beast lead he has, so he goes for it, finally letting go of Jack's wrist. The guy gets a chance for now.]

Yes, I'm from the Fleet - a pilot. Are you in need of help for those deliveries?

[all7seas]

Aye. I'm more navigational at the moment, as it were. [He flips out his compass, checks it, and then jerks his head toward the ship.]

In thirty seconds, two large, surly-looking gents will exit the ship. That's our cue to stow aboard and leave them safely behind. I want no chaperones for this journey.

[padadin]

[...why a compass. What is even the point of- oh, better not to think about it too hard. They a mission now. If that means working with a weirdo, so be it, Shiro only wants to help.

No chaperones. So it seems they truly are on the same side. Great! Shiro nods along to the instructions, his mind fully entering planning mode.]

We should knock them out to avoid alerts for as long as possible. The coordinates - you have them?

STOMACH FLU KILLED ME SORRY I AM BACK NOW

[all7seas]

Leave the knocking out to myself, lad. You just find the controls.

[He raises an eyebrow at coordinates, then checks his compass. Then points.] A that-way direction.

np!

[padadin]

[Shiro's eyebrow twitches when Jack does the compass thing again - this almost like Slav all over again. Though at least this guy is ready for action, unlike that annoying alien. He'll have to figure out a their destination when he's aboard then - right now, getting in is priority.

He nods, eyes on the arrival area.] Here they come. You better get the knocking out done.

[Those are his last words before he runs off among the crate, trying to stay hidden for as long as possible.]

[all7seas]

[Jack proceeds to DO the knocking out with a shovel and a coconut, or what is the asteroid version of a coconut. Where he got this coconut will always and forever remain a mystery, but it is an ideal tool for knocking baddies unconscious.

In any case, it gives the men the perfect opportunity to scurry up and into the ship, which Jack promptly does. He assumes Shiro will follow.]

[padadin]

[Yeah, Shiro won't even ask. He doesn't care how the knocking out happens as long as it does happen. He rushes into the ship and takes the controls, only taking a few seconds to get all set up and ready to take off.

He turns to yell over his shoulder.] Is everyone on and ready to go?

[all7seas]

As on as they'll ever be! Just make this thing go. Make it go! MAKE IT GO, MAN!

[His voice gets escalatingly urgent as a troop of armed miscreants sees them from afar, shouts angrily, and starts running toward them with death on their minds.]

[[OOC: I AM SO SORRY THIS IS SO LATE. Feel free to ignore/drop the thread if you want to move on from here.]]