[BlueInTheShell]

Food was somthing the Terskix was looking forward to more than anything, and Mendez was willing to feed her? It was almost as if fevered dreams were becoming true. Atrix blinked a few times and savored the thought. Who knew? Maybe the next time the Halfbreed would be dragging some fallen enemy into her clutches for her to devour next; and the Terskix's toeclaws wriggled with anticipation at such a day. Atrix was oblivious to some of the looks. If anything, the Spider-y woman was more concerned in the fact they were looking at Mendez. An arm wrapped around him and eyes narrowed on a few of the workers, the message clear as day:

Mine.

The desk was taken care of by some sort of robotic being, the oddly metallic being tapping away at a desk and making Atrix look towards it in confusion. She had traveled many places and she had never seen anyone like that. Clicking her mandibles audibly to catch the being's attention, Atrix sucked in as much air as she could and slowly exhaled, before brandishing her cracked chitin at the desk attendant. "I need this fixed."

Magali's hands were on his and his fury began to slowly fade away like a waning moon. Choice was something that he was going to have to get used to himself. He had followed a few of the people on the ship without so much as a question towards their motives. Now he had the chance to do so. But just how exactly did someone refuse a request without it leading to conflict? The last time Nokra had seen anyone from his slave pens say such a thing, he and several others ended up watching the offending Felis be fed to the beasts. Suppressing a shudder Nokra yawned and flicked a tongue across his teeth as he shifted a tired, upbeat glance at the female. "I mean, now you can even slap them when they're being rude too. I'd pay money to watch you backhand someone. Just saying."

Once her arms were wrapped around his neck, Nokra shifted her into a more comfortable carry and trotted along, ears wriggling in place as muscles tensed and the Felis carried his friend. "That's a lot of spider-woman to let them do their thing. I mean, you'd probably have to stick a whole arm up there, if you catch my drift. But I should probably not talk so much shit to her." Nokra mused outloud, stopping suddenly to let a stretcher and several aides rush by to another room - Nokra looking in that direction out of curiosity before carrying onwards. "I mean if you show me a Terskix who is capable of love, I'll show you a Felis who isn't viewed like a pricy object to parade around." The cleaning area was of course divided by gender, though Nokra didn't seem fazed by it in the slightest, the Felis rolling his eyes and looking towards Magali. "...Another fun thing about being free is breaking the rules. I won't tell anyone if you won't." Nokra said, waggling his brows and giving her the wry grin of a young adult with a rather specific itch in mind.

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Horns locked with other horns was the thought in Riola's mind and he couldn't imagine having thing adorning his own crown. He would have spent half of his life just stuck in crevices and railings if he was a Pyra. "Just throw him a book about traveling and flying, and then step in when he almost kills us. That's how bomb-making for me went. I'm surprised I still have all my fingers." Riola spurted, the Edensian tilting into the finger as the hair wrapped around and tightened "Bad boys? I'm not bad guy. I'm doing the right thing. Y'know. Killing people and all of that, I suppose. But only the other bad ones. So I can keeping wooing you, si?" Riola blinked a few times and clicked his tongue before whispering to himself a bit in Edensian. The room felt incredibly hotter than it was a few minutes ago. "...I don't have a response to keeping up. You win there, chica."

"I mean, you can just order Fikri to take the wheel. So you know. You can take your hands off the ship and plant them all over the terrorist on board." Riola said. He was laying it on as thick as he could and while he was sure his mother was up in the heavens looking at him with her face in her palm at his attempts to be romantic, it was working. "Well, if we're heading to your bunk, I won't say no. If only because mine is mostly just a few crates of my shit. No bed there yet."

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"Well, not to be an asshole but of course you kinda don't know. You're gonna learn soon once we manage to get you hidden, and you can run around as something less of being a fuckin' princess. Gotta find you an alias or something once we're outta here." Hyun chimed, shifting weight from one leg to another. She wished this place would let her light up a cigarette. Snort some Chellix. Literally anything to numb the whole situation. Her arm when up to her nasal slits almost out of habit, though she forced the limbs away; the Magenta colored woman closing her eyes and slowly opening them. "Fuck. The day I see men doing something other then laboring and being poles for the women to sit on? I'll fucking become a nun. Complete with the whole chastity bit and the lack of drinking. Not really. Fuck that." Hyun scoffed, rolling her eyes and then settling on a half-worried, half-tired look. "Provided he wants to stay with us. This could have been the straw to break the fuckin' Ogrunu's back, you know."

"Don't get your panties all twisted on the whole 'evil' and 'good' kinda deal. You using it or not using it isn't gonna pin a fuckin' halo or horns on your head. Just do what you think is right, and stop worrying on if the shit is black or white. World and life is too fucking gray, you know?" Hyun droned. Enough serious talk had gone on. Too much for the Chuzizian's tastes, and now she flet more or less keen on observing Ashi's naked form. Well, her mangled, naked form. Even a beat up mess the woman was nice to look at. "You know. For how fucked you look, you're still nice to look at. Would have gotten me a fortune if I threw you to the snuff crews. They'd make a decent holovid of you." It was a shitty compliment, and Hyun knew it, but it was a compliment nonetheless.

The doors to their room slid open and Analoka was there, dataslate in hand and her plasma fading and waning; the fiery green woman more like a small, cozy candle flicker rather than a gout of inferno. "Well, the good news is we're going to be able to get started on the Daoweian's treatment." She said, moving over towards the two and then doublechecking to make sure her gloves were in place. Once they were set the dataslate went to Hyun-chu, who looked at it and raised a brow.

"The fuck is this?"

Analoka sighed and shrugged a shoulder, the woman sweeping up Ashi in her arms and swiftly and deftly placing her in the empty verdaqua tub. "Excuse the sudden and rough treatment. Sooner and quicker is better than being tender when it comes to moving broken-limbed humanoids sometimes. Adjust yourself as best as you can and I'll begin the treatment." She said, turning towards Hyun to address her comment.

"Shaldag is requesting an experimental procedure. A full-body prosthesis. Currently his cybernetic to organic ratio is roughly thirty to seventy percent. With this treatment we're looking at something far more drastic. Roughly 75-80 percent mechanical." Analoka said grimly, wriggling her fingers and moving to the command console to the tub. "I can do it but it will not come at a small cost. Financially, or for the Ogrunu's spirituality. And of course, there's a chance for psychological damage to manifest as well. Cybernetics that augmented have a chance to cause a condition known as Cyberpsychosis. He'll get agitated more easily. Possibly more violent. Empathy can fade away into nothingness at the wrong trigger." Analoka explained; Hyun herself paling at the thought before she pressed pink fingers against her head.

"Fuck me, why don't you tell me something good, Doc?"

"I can't do the treatment if only because you're financially responsible. However, the Ogrunu is also requesting euthanasia if you don't say yes."