Weasel
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Otis Jenkins
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Post by Weasel on Sept 30, 2009 16:31:47 GMT -6
Otis was getting bored of the Underworld. There had been no bounties worth while for the longest time and Weasel needed some action. Sitting around in bars all day drinking 'till he was brain dead only was fun for so long. He needed a ship.
He was walking around the docks for a formidable ship to be able to do long trips in space but one that was reasonably small as well. There was one that caught his eye. It's owner was just walking away from the ships docking ramp. That was the perfect opportunity.
Otis walked quickly to the ship,, shotgun in hand and walked on board. It was a model that was relatively familiar to Otis. He made it to the cockpit and and started it. Suddenly someone else walked into the cockpit. He panicked and fired a shot into the newcomers stomach. Blood spurted out. The body fell limp and Otis quickened his pace. He managed to get the ship off the floor and then flew it out of the docks.
He was planning on going to Nox to maybe shoot some vampires. He always carried incendiary grenades and bullets in case he needed to go to Nox for a job.
A couple minutes later the Underworld was out of sight and the course was set for Nox.
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