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Riola flinched and cringed rather visibly when that scream echoed in the makeshift medbay of the ship - He didn't like hearing people in pain in the slightest, even the people he didn't seem to have a care for. No one in this world needed to feel something so excruciating and Panicking for a second, Riola fumbled through a medkit (Assuming they have one. Probably.) And fumbled for some small pain relievers. They were most likely meant for headaches, but anything he could probably offer her would at least take a small edge off of the pain.

"We should uh...Probably give you a moment. Set too much and you're gonna be a in a lot of pain, chica. Take a breather, let the leg pain subside first." Riola said with a shrug of his shoulder, and frowning at her mangled arm. That thing looked beyond just being set and fixed. "Is that arm even broken in just one place? It looks beyond ruined. And if it's more than one break, I'd probably just do more harm than good." He added, before looking at her last request and taking a breath. "....Ai, fine. Deal. Start anew, si , si. Just, let's focus more on just keeping you and Shaldag alive first. Business, then we can grab a beer and laugh at the world."

"You were seen with us. That's as good of a reason as any, Ashi." Riola laughed, giving her a 'Sorry, not sorry' sort of glance and then beaming at her. "Oh yeah. You got Edensians on you? They're gonna send the worst of the worst kind of people after you, with all sorts of promises. Send their criminals with amnesty as a reward. Heard of hiring Terskix and feeding them said prisoners as well. I think one mercenary group got awarded two warships once for bringing down a cartel." Riola cocked his head to the side. "Never heard of Daweigos. Is that a thing from your world?"

Nokra was silent for a couple of seconds as he lost himself again in the void of space, before he blinked a few times and then swiveled back into Rosalind's gaze - For the first time the male Felis beaming and smiling like someone his age should have been doing. "I'm ready to just make a bed in the cockpit. I wanna look at all the stars all day. I have to bring Mags in here too so she can see them." He murmured. And see me piloting the ship. "I kind of had to be a fast learner as a slave. Being a pit fighter doesn't leave a lot of room for error. Least I know you can rely on me if it comes to using my reflexes to fly something ma'am." Nokra said, perking a brow and twitching an ear. "Pay? I...Never really got paid before. You don't need to give me much. Just enough to make sure I can at least buy food and some things for a room on board for now." Nokra shook his head at taking her old ship. "No offense, but if someone who is in trouble was flying that, I don't need to take it. They'll think I'm you or something."

Then it came to light, Nokra's eyes going wide for a moment. Freed and now in the presence of criminals. Apparently big-time criminals if two different worldly governments were hunting them down this extensively. He looked at the entry to the cockpit and envisioned himself and Magali back in shackles. Locked in seperate cells in prisons, and shuddered - Nokra bringing up a hand to bite at his nails. "...No. No, I uh. I owe Fikri for saving me. And you're the only chance I have to learn how to fly. No one is gonna take me seriously anywhere else." He admitted, wrinkling his nose. "I just can't promise how far I'm willing to go with you all. I have...Well, I gotta look after Mags. I like her."

Atrix looked at the mug of coffee with a venomous look, and clicked her mandibles once, before taking a sip; Atrix smacking her lips for a second, before her face slowly contorted, and she handed the mug of coffee back to Fikri; the Terskix rushing towards the sink and sticking her head under the faucet to lap up water, and then spit it out. "Humans enjoy drinking terrible tasting things. That was not fun." She grumbled. her foot however, began tapping rather quickly and she locked all her eyes on the Felis. "What Rosalind doesn't know won't hurt her. We can make up a story or something. That's what I had planned when I was thinking of eating you. You were going to have an accident while you were cleaning the engine room." She said, a tinge of sheepishness on her voice. "I tried my best, but no avail. It would explain the blood everywhere."
"I just want to come home," said the Astronaut.
"So come home," said Ground Control.
"So come home," said the Voice from the Stars.

“And he goes around killing people?” said Mort.
He shook his head. “There’s no justice.”
Death sighed. NO, he said,... THERE'S JUST ME.
Old Posted 01-28-2018, 07:48 PM Reply With Quote