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The Illustrious Archangel

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Church Thanatos

Church Thanatos

Super-Earth
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[] Somewhat of a holy name for a ship used for nefarious purposes but oh well, i've come to grips that my immortal soul is already in danger. Hehe. Anyways, it's a pretty good sized ship (spaceship >>;), crew quarters, a cafeteria/lounge. Full service gym and even a bar! A med-bay as well as a chapel for those who feel like getting a little something off their chest. What i'm looking for are people to want to drop in as part of the crew, everyone is welcome men/women. Hell if you wanted to play that alien in your mind that just couldn't find a spot for bring 'em on. My character Luc De La Roux, of human origin is the Captain, and he is not adverse to either sex. He is for all intents and purposes a pirate but hates the word. He prefers liberated to the word thrown around 'stealing' Um, all are welcome and I really hope you have as much fun with this idea as I think i'm going to.[]

Having just left orbit, the dry-dock retrofitting the engines, and repairing a fuel leak. No sense in irradiating the whole crew right? Though all these repairs from their last skirmish had left the Captain's pocketbooks dangerously low. It was like a empty feeling deep in the pit of his stomach and only one thing would fix that. Plundering of course! At the helm, he would pilot his own ship thank you very much! Luc would look out through the viewport, checking navigation just to make sure he had the right heading. Before firing the thrusters first, while those main engines powered up. It wasn't long before the hull would creak as those main engines fired.

Sitting back in his seat, legs crossed at the ankles, as his fingertips rubbed through a good weekends worth of stubble upon that chin. Wondering where just where he planned on heading, picking a system at random he would steer the ship in that direction, while keeping an eye out on certain patrols, as well as for any objects of interest. Hell if he saw a convoy of supply ships on his way, he might just have to swing by and introduce himself.

Once the course was plotted, he would let the computer take control, and wander from the bridge, traversing the now empty halls since most of his crew were still in their racks, wondering if perhaps he had gained any new additions since his time in high-orbit over the last planet he was at.
 
Dzerta wandered the decks of the ship. His bare feet felt sweaty compared to the cool metal floor. When his niece offered him a spot on a pirating ship, he jumped at the chance. Maybe it wasn't such a good idea, now. The short stature and white skin identifyed him as Ulrachian everywhere he went, so why not use the heartless reputation. He tugged at the sash holding his baton. He even had his own traditional extended long bo. He brushed his dark hair to try and cover his pale nothing eyes. Better to seem human than a barbarian.
 
Kitty was a girl who used her looks to get what she wanted in life. She walked the decks playing with her long blond hair. She stopped when she saw Dzerta but then walked on her way. she soon noticed the caption and gave him a bow. [She wore the cloths of my fairy with the pink and white hair in my sigg]. She could handle herself if she needed to. she made note of the fact she has twisted a few mans writs when they tried to rape her. She laughed at the idea.
 
A nod as he passed the man with the long bo. Studying him with an appraising eye as if summing up what work he could put him too or how he would fit together in his merry little band. Luc prided himself on being able to read people, and make money two skills that had never steered him wrong before. Though the moment came and went, of course with the white haired woman he cast his appraising look again a slight hint of a smile on those slightly scarred features. "Good evening..." a slight arch of the eyebrow he had heard mention of her in passing.
 
Kitty stopped at the caption and said "Good evening sir I hope none of your men on crew end up died or all banged up but if they do behave I'm sure me and them can get along as long as they look but do not touch". she gave him one of her flirty smiles. she knew the caption could have not allowed her on bored but maybe things were looking up. She was told about the ship from a guard and said she had two choices get on bored or stay locked up till she died.
 
The medical reports had crossed his desk, first he was a little upset at the mention of his men, or at least the men of this ship injured by one on board. BUT then he saw the perpetrator of such injuries, and the mental images he came up with were quite hilarious to be sure, to see that waif of a woman putting some of the loudest talkers into the ground. Well now, that was someone he didn't mind having on his team at all. A shake of his head. "Not to worry your pretty little head about...who knows, might have knocked some common sense into 'em."
 
She smiled and said "I hope so otherwise i might lose sleep over that". she then pushed some hair back from the side of her face. she gave him anther flirty smile. she did glance over the barbarian and thought the caption is a handsome man and so is that brute of a man. She looked back to the caption and said "so cap were are we going and is their going to be any fun "?
 
Now this, this was where the fun began. A rub of his hands together at the mere though, a slight glint to the eye as he looked down to his newest passenger. "Depends, what skills can you bring to the table? Other than teaching my crew a lesson in how to treat a lady?" A slight chuckle at that, as vibrant green eyes glanced into her own. Hand coming up to pass through his black hair.
 
Kitty had to smile this guy was into her and better yet he was the caption of this ship. she did find him attractive as well. "well Caption not only can a teach a crew a lesson on how to treat a lady I can also get things at a cheaper price if your looking to save money and Caption of you want to see what else i can do just play your cards right and you might see what most other men do not get to see and live to tell the tale". she walked right up to him to were she was face to face she could easily put a kiss on his lips if she wanted to. She smiled and batted her eyes and looked him up and down and wiggled her breasts at him.
 
He just stood there watching as she approached, granted they were pretty much eye to eye. Which meant one thing, either he was shorter than he realized or she was a relatively tall broad to begin with. She seemed to ooze sex appeal, and he had a feeling she wasn't even conciously doing it. A wry grin split his lips as he looked her up and down the way she did to him. "Well then, let me be the first to welcome you aboard, names Captain De La Roux....can call me Luc, or just Captain." An idle shrug it didn't bother him really.
 
"well Caption Luc i shall call you Luc from now on and it seems my boots have add a few inches to me hmm maybe in time you will get to see whats under the cloths". she took a few steps back smiled at him then walked over to a window to see out to space.
 
Aryia stood glumly over behind the captain, her mouth caught in a small fret as her eyes rolled to touch the bright titanium ceilings. The man was such a flirt and his company wasn't making it really hard anyways. Coughing lightly as the two were blocking the walkway, the brunette took off her frameless glasses before breathing on them softly, wiping the lense with her shirt. Her eyes were deep and uncaring, holding on a hint of green darker than the captains, in a swift motion she placed the glasses back upon her small nose and gently cleared her throat. She had to attend to the stocks of the ship, the provisions needed to be checked once more and the list for next weeks drops needed to be written down. Wishing to pass, she raised her right brow obviously annoyed at the duo.

"Captain, perhaps its best to take your business into your room? Blocking the walkways is a fire hazard."

Her smile was malicious as it was directed at the captain, slowly intensifying as it reached the blonde. She had some guts...a silent rage brewed softly in the soft orbit of her closed eyes. They were perfect for each other; the man she had grown to know as a womenizer and the new recruit whom she considered to be a Preying Mantis. Sighing, Aryia tossed her hair behind her, hopefully La Roux would have his testicles removed by the blonde; she'd do a favor for the world, the world needed more compassionate men, the ones that were seemingly boring and less flirts.
 
Kitty heard the girl and chuckled she did not respond she just looked out to space . but out of the corner of her eyes she noted the girl and the caption. she looked around the crew and noted some of them were cute if it came down to it she might have to sleep with a few .
 
At the sound of the cleared throat he turned, looking a sheepish grin upon his face. He had been enthralled and he hadn't even known it. Of course clearing his own throat and nodding his head he took a step to the side from the center of his hall. "Of course Aryia, please excuse the delay in your proceeding."

A womanizer? Some could call him that, though men were allowed to have vices right? At least he didn't go around raping and pillaging...no...wait. He did pillage. So at least no raping! That was a point in his favor, right?

"And business...whatever do you mean Aryia?" An innocent expression on his face, "I was just attempting to welcome the newest member of the Archangel." Turning back to the blond woman he bit his lip. "Umm, I don't believe I got your name, But this is Aryia." Hand in the womans direction. "Aryia this is..." Waiting for her to fill in the blank. "She says she's able to get anything at a lower price...and since you do such a wonderful job of keeping this ship so well stocked...perhaps she could be of use?"
 
Kitty turned around and looked at the two saying "oh were are my manners yes the name is Kitty nice to meet you Aryia". She knew the names some men have called her whore and slut just to name a few and some men quickly took her up on her offer. she knew a lot of men that has died in the end . She would never kill a man who sells stuff to make a living but getting to lower his prices well that was a skill she learned from her best friend before she was killed. She gave the girl a smile.
 
Smiling back at Kitty she gave the girl a mental warning, the solid cask of her eyes presented a challenge to the blonde. Despite being able to careless for the girls name, she thought of Kitty's bartering abilities to be of use; and truely, having her on the ship would fix her being so lacking of feminine companionship. It didn't take a genius to figure out how the blonde got her prices so low, it was simply because she was good with her mouth. To what extent that meant hung loosely in the brunettes brain.

Returning to La Roux with a innocent look of her own, the girl pressed a finger against her cringed lips which formed into a small and captivating circle. The man was such a tease, his rather go lucky personality was starting to lose the charm it once had when she first entered the ship four months ago. Cringing her brow as if she had been accused of doing something, Aryia leered into the captains green eyes with the dark and shallow eyes of her own.

"I wasn't implying anything. I'm just thinking it's rude to keep a lady talking in the middle of this dreadfully cold hallway. You're bed chamber would hold a better 'office' than out here."
 
"Perhaps you are correct Aryia....but it was a chance meeting that lead us to this hallway." An idle shrug of his shoulders. "I was just coming down from the bridge and happened across her." A chuckle as he patted Aryia on the shoulder. "Why don't you two get better acquainted, finish up the inventory of those supplies, and who knows perhaps Kitty here knows a way to get some coin back in our coffers?" A glance flicked between Kitty and Aryia, before he was on his way, hands tucked themselves into trouser pockets. Where was he headed? Well who was to say, it was possible he was going to grab a quick drink from the bar...or perhaps nowhere he just wanted to excuse himself from the situation.

Either way, a short while later he would be at the bar, sitting on a stool contemplating over a drink. The plan going through his mind was well laid, and could go off without a hitch as long as everyone worked together. Plus, with this haul they could lay anchor wherever they wanted for a good bit of time and just have a nice vacation, he was sure some crew would call it quits after the last big score, but those who stayed could just enjoy themselves before the next one came about.
 
Kitty nodded to the caption . She was ready to go to work. She did not mind the other female in fact she would be looking forward to spend some time with her . she loved being around men more but every now and then she loved to have some girl talk and relax from pleasuring men.[that's all i can come up with man i hate it when i have writers block]
 
(Yeah I know what you mean!)
Smiling as the captain walked away, she reminded herself at least the man was honest when it came down to these situations. Switching pace, Aryia extended her elbow as if signalling the blonde to loop her arms around hers, in the fashion most men escorted women around. Meaning it be as if a joke, she considered it to be pretty funny on her half, but then again, her sense of humor was always lacking.

"Come thee, me thinks thy are wary after pooring frugal effort into such a man!" she declared, attempting her best to lower her voice to sound like a prince, her voice was slurred with her rather believable english accent. "We must now, the storage wont count itself."
 
Kitty giggled at the way the girl talked . She hooked her arm around the girls elbow and said "well then to the storage we go". she give the girl a smile . she walked with her to the storage shed.
 
He had just downed his second whiskey, letting out a breath and a smile. This was the good life, of course it wasn't all leisurely, even sitting looking 'relaxed' his mind still worked towards the next possible goal, or in this case the job they would set out for once all the supplies were retrieved. This was going to be the big score for some time, and because it was going to be big, the danger was palapable as well. Musing different things to himself going over likely scenarios he imagined that it could either go off without a hitch or end badly for them all, opposite ends to the same spectrum but all of these possibilities were likely. With a warm sensation of that alcohol in his belly, he would rise from the stool and exit the bar.

Now was the time for mindless wanderings, ears always queued in case he was summoned but for the most part, he was the captain and this his domain!
 
Aryia smiled at the girl's acceptance before moving down the hallway, lips pressed tightly into line. As the two rounded the corner, a small and shabby metal door was present before them, in a swift and elegant motion the girl swiped her card in the scanner and stuck her pink tongue out as a red beam traced against it, analyzing it, before the door let out a jet of cool and refreshing. The structure before was lined with boxes and fridges, unopened crates that contained fruits and vegetables. Over to the far right stoof heaps of flour and sugar, baking soda directly across on the left wall. Shivering a bit, wishing she had wore something more than just the black button down. Brushing her brown hair away from her eyes she outstretched her arms.

"The storage room!" redirecting a smile at Kitty she gave the girl a small grin, her eyes still as soulless as ever, "Feel free to take something, I'll book it on my ration card."
 
"thanks I"m feeling a bit hungry". she walked around the room rubbing her arms as well looking thou all the food. she found herself a good selection of berry's. she stood against the wall saying "want some help while i eat this". she was bored and right now their was nothing for her to do. She had to smile as a thought come into her mind she could spend some time here and then make a person call on the caption well that would have to wait she first needed them to know she was useful.
 
Through the course of his wanderings he had made his way to the gym, with as much testosterone that was on the ship it wasn't difficult to find a sparring partner.

So that was where he would be, in the center of the room barefoot and shirtless on the mats facing one of the stim injected brutes that loved to hurt people. Hey they were terrible in delicate situations but when it came to the 'heavy lifting' there were none better. Plus gave him the challenge, no weapons they began to circle eachother feeling eachother out. Then in a flurry of action they exchanged blows, guarded against attacks and pretty much tried to beat eachother into submission.
 
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