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Post by Unwin Visvajit on Oct 15, 2009 0:34:02 GMT -6
"$800? I can do that," he fiddled with his padd to send the payment. Yes. Everything was working out. He got his arm fixed and had a little added experiment to go with it. Perfect. Well, it was perfect until Enan found something else. Unwin knew what it was as soon as he saw it and his eyes widened. He swiped the small device from Enan's hands and stared at it.
"THAT FIKER!!!" He yelled angrily and clenched the mini tracker tight in his fist. "Clean get away my ass!" They were tracking him. Was it all one big plan straight from the beginning? No, the government wasn't smart enough for something like that. Either way going back to his place, he lead the bastard right to where everything was. Oh there was going to be hell to pay for this one.
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Post by Grace Forjacks on Oct 15, 2009 0:47:32 GMT -6
Grace new a tracking bug when she saw one, and that was a classic government-issued tracker. "Huh, looks like screwing your arm over didn't work out in their favour this time. If they'd fixed your arm right the first time, you would have never found it."
She got off the table and grabbed a baggie from one of the cupboards, tossing it to Unwin, "Stick it in there and jettison it out an airlock. I don't want that left on my ship." The best move for Unwin would be to stick it in another ship and let the government track those poor bastards. But if he left that on her ship and she got stopped, Grace was going to hunt him down and break his neck.
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Post by Enan Breese on Oct 15, 2009 1:13:02 GMT -6
Enan was surprised at the response. This little thing was apparently really important. He hadn't been around that type of government technology to recognize what it was. But he took the time everyone was distracted to stitch the rest of the wound up. He started the cast before adding, "So I'm going to assume that's not yours."
He never realized the government would do some of this. Clearly he wasn't seeing the whole side to the Planet. He knew Caden didn't like them, but he just assumed that was because he always got himself into unneeded trouble. Maybe he was right. They weren't all squeaky clean like many people thought.
He added the cast, hoping Unwin wouldn't do anything dramatic, as though still strong it wasn't nearly as strong as those you'd find on Terra. But hell, it was better than what he came on the ship with.
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Post by Unwin Visvajit on Oct 15, 2009 23:56:13 GMT -6
"That is most definitely not mine..." Unwin snorted in frustration and stuck the bug into the bag Grace handed him. His mind had already gone to work in thinking up various ways to mess with the officer's head. Oh he was going to have fun with this one.
Once the cast was finished he was told to let the thing dry to make sure it was solid. Yeah it'd dry on it's own time, but for now, there was planning and a little more thieving to be done. "Thank, you. For this." He hopped off the chair he was sitting on and moved his arm referring to the cast. And noticing a not so friendly look of frustration from the doctor. "Too soon for drastic movements? Got it..."
"Now, I got a little taste of revenge that needs to be sent over to a certain some one," He grinned mischievously. He knew he couldn't do anything physically for a while, so he'd go and attack mentally.
He made sure his payment went through before trotting out of the room. He didn't need or want an angry unpaid Grace on his tail.
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Post by Grace Forjacks on Oct 16, 2009 0:16:23 GMT -6
Grace wasn't too surprised to see Unwin leaving as soon as possible. If their situations were switched, she would do the same. It was was funny to see Enan getting bent out of shape over Unwin's mishandling of his arm. He clearly wasn't used to frontier medicine yet, but he'd get there. Or he'd spend the rest of his time with her gaping at ever horribly unprofessional patch-job.
"That went well." She quickly divided the money, sending half to Enan's account over her own eInkr. "I hadn't thought of renting you out. Might be worth while. The regular surgeon on the Underworld is an ex-vet, which is great if you're Klove but not so good if you're anyone else."
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Post by Enan Breese on Oct 16, 2009 0:39:37 GMT -6
"Well?" He made a small laugh "If I see him sitting here again in the future I'll break his nose before I fix anything..." He stated as he cleaned up the various supplies and disposed of anything that needed to be get rid of. Unwin was the most frustrating and confusing individual Enan had ever had to work with. He clearly didn't care what results he got from the little experiment he made Enan a part of. Enan knew it would probably end a little ugly and didn't want to have to deal with him again anytime soon.
"So, I've been meaning to ask..." he paused what he was doing to look up at Grace. "Is there any thing that isn't exactly safe to use on the kid. It'd come in handy if he needs something in the future." He wasn't sure if weres reacted differently to certain medications. He didn't want to be trying to help him and then accidentally give him something that could kill him.
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Post by Grace Forjacks on Oct 16, 2009 1:02:41 GMT -6
"Fair enough." She would enjoy watching that fight, though she wasn't certain Enan would be able to break his nose. Whatever Unwin was, he wasn't exactly human anymore. Forget the eye and the weird bones, you could just tell by the way he moved. He was upgrading himself in the only way he knew how. It would be interesting to see how far he took it.
The question about Klove got her back on track. "I try to avoid from stocking anything that uses monkshood as an ingredient. It won't kill him, but it will make him sick. And silver isn't too good for him either." Grace glanced at Castle. The fact that he was still travelling with them was a good sign, but she was still keeping an eye on him. If he hurt Klove, he'd be taking a spacewalk minus the suit. She looked back at Enan, "He's pretty much just like a human, except he heals quicker. I've had less trouble getting him fixed up than getting myself fixed. Having all of your original organs is a major benefit."
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Post by Lealia Dappen on Nov 17, 2009 0:59:46 GMT -6
Lealia could spend hours in the engine room, staring at pipes and engines and trying to figure out exactly how Holo's crazed genius worked, but what she really wanted to do tonight was drink. And more than that, she would enjoy drinking with Grace. So she reluctantly tore herself away from the engine and headed back into the mess.
"Hey Grace!" She leaned in the doorway, "Wanna come drinking with me?" There was a pretty good chance Grace would say yes. They both liked drinking with one another. Lealia looked like a pushover, but she knew how to pace herself so she didn't go down early. And Grace could drink more than most men Lealia knew. Of course, Grace kept that one pretty close to her chest, just like she kept most things in her life.
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Post by Grace Forjacks on Nov 17, 2009 1:04:16 GMT -6
"Sure." Grace would enjoy blowing off a little steam. And considering what next week held in store, some drinks now would make it easier to suffer through later. She got up, tucking her eInkr away into her jacket.
She glanced at Castle and Enan. The pair didn't exactly like one another, but she expected she could trust them to not destroy the place while she was gone. "Lock the ship up if nobody's left on board. And don't wait up."
The last bit was cheekier than it needed to be, but sometimes you had to be a bit cheeky. She headed out the door after Lealia, the pair making their way down the saucer's ramp and into the maze of old ships.
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