The coldness of space did nothing to put the Irken off her mission. Moo looked around her tiny room, basically a desk with lots of papers and books around her. Next to her was her Sir unit, Gigta. The Sir unit was made of what seemed to be polished steel, with sharp, shark-like teeth on the tin shaped head. Gigta had small, thin arms, barely thicker than a twig but twice as thick, which ended in two clawed hands. The cylinder shaped body of the Sir unit was plain except for the divide symbol on its middle. This was mainly for cosmetic affect, as it really didn't do anything. To serve as feet, two triangular cylinders floated above the ground, giving off jets of smoke as they did so. These feet never touched the ground, as Gigta preferred to make itself taller than its master. Gigta's eyes glowed red as it looked at its master, an Irken equal to it in height.
Moo always wore an old pink shirt, covered with a few dirt patches but other than that looking pretty new. The shirt itself was striped, and was lighter in hue where the arms of the Irken were. Moo was also wearing black trousers, and these did not look as grimy as the shirt she was wearing. She grinned at her boots, observing the spikes on the end of the plain black boots. She was proud of her job and who she was. Moo, the Irken bounty hunter. Her activities were illegal, of course, but that's the way she liked it. Her antenna twitched in anticipation as her ship gave a large beeping noise; she was ready to land. Turning towards the door behind her, Moo looked over to Gigta, trying to remember her mission. It was not a glorious one; mainly a pickup mission. She had to pick up a runaway Irken, and look after her for a few days. Nothing special, though she was to be paid handsomely for the capture. She got the knife out of her PAK, a metallic circular object attached to her back, and walked out of the door of her ship, and into the outside world.
The light of whatever star was lighting up this place burned Moo's eyes. She looked around, shielding her purple eyes from the light, and looked around the land around her. The plants growing at her feet were a strange purple hue, and the houses around her were all cone shaped and wooden. Resisting the urge to burn down the whole place, Moo decided to search for the Irken she needed. She got out a picture from her PAK. A small Irken with grey eyes. Typical, a rare breed. No wonder she couldn't kill this Irken. Moo muttered to herself as Gigta looked around, occasionally greeting the other Irkens and strange grey blob creatures that roamed the village. After a few hours and finding nothing, Moo started to get frustrated. She was getting sick of the world around her, the bright purple grass and the strange tan cobblestones were making her sick. She looked around for something to kick. Finding a box, she swung her foot into it neatly. The box didn't move at all, only giving off a muffled scream.
"Eh?" Moo muttered, kicking the box again. Another scream. She kicked it again. This time, A head popped out of the box.
"Do you mind?" The grey eyed Irken muttered. "I am trying to get some sleep."
Moo was a little taken aback. Despite smelling like rubbish, the Irken was around her size, almost similar except for the longer face the other Irken had. iAnd much more innocence too.../i Moo mused dreamily, looking at the Irken with a kind of stupor. The Irken was wearing nothing but black, and a small skull shaped necklace. The Irken blinked for a few seconds, getting used to the sun, before placing her head back inside the large brown box.
"Excuse me!" Moo shouted, opening the box. "I am Moo, bounty hunter."
"What?" The Irken screamed, "I haven't done anything, I swear!" The Irken curled up into a ball, shivering a little, until Gigta picked up the box. The Irken and Sir locked eyes for a few seconds before the grey eyed Irken sprang out of the box like a jack in the box.
"Look." Moo said with a sigh, "I'd love to kill you, but I can't." The grey eyed Irken blushed at this. "I'm not here to kill you, I am here to take you home."
"Home?" The Irken twitched the masculine looking antenna on her head. "My home is here; I have lived here for I don't know how long..."
"Well, some client found you and wants you home." Moo muttered. "Now, if you'll come with me..."
"No!" The Irken sprang in the air again, and started to run.
Moo gave a sigh, she hated runners. She chased after the smelly Irken, pushing past Irken and blob creature alike. Soon enough, they reached an area where strange bush like monsters with legs raced around a small purple paddock. Jumping onto one of them, the grey eyed Irken raced off into the wilderness. With a sigh, Moo activated her Irken spider legs, and chased after her. It took a few hours, racing through what seemed to be giant carrots with leaves growing out of the sides, until she found the Irken face down in the mud. Moo grimly lifted the Irken's head, letting her spit out cream coloured mud.
"Now, what is wrong?" Moo asked, feeling rage settle in her system like puddles in a flood.
"I know who is after me." The Irken looked away. "I have been avoiding them for a long time."
"Your parents?" Moo frowned at the Irken's nod, "But why? They are filthy stinking rich!"
"That's the point," The Irken looked away grimly, "and the fact they want me to marry a rich bloke."
"What's wrong with that?" Moo asked, antenna raising in disbelief, "Just marry the bugger and get his money. Job done."
"The thing is..." The Irken was now crying a little, lip quivering sadly, "I'm a lesbian. I don't want to marry the bugger, for money or not for money. I just want to...be free."
This shocked Moo a little. No wonder she had chosen to run away; the rich would always want their offspring spreading the seed, and being gay in this universe was illegal. Just like Moo's activities. Moo paused for a few seconds before giving the Irken a hug, rubbing her back a little before breaking it after a few seconds. The Irken looked up at Moo, eyes watery with emotion.
"I won't hand you over to them." Moo said after a pause. "Leave this to me. Gigta!"
"Yes, master?" The robot floated slowly over to its master, red eyes flashing.
"Get me on radio contact with the Prismies." Moo said, feeling a little thrilled about this.
"No..." The Irken cried out, stretching her arms out feebly.
"Just be quiet." Moo muttered, "everything is gonna be alright."
iHello?/i A deep voice came out of Gigta's divide symbol. The symbol also seemed to act as some form of speakers, Moo tried to remember this piece of info as she turned to the robot.
"I have some bad news." Moo said, trying to sound as down as possible. "I found your daughter...dead and floating in a river."
iWhat!?/i
"I can understand that this is a bad time for you." Moo said softly, trying to keep this as quick as possible. "I don't expect payment from you anymore. Goodbye, and sorry."
iWait...I need to know.../i Moo turned off the radio with a tap of Gigta's head. Gigta gave a small cackle, and ran out to the village to cause mischief. The other Irken looked on, shocked, looking at Moo with watery eyes.
"T-thank you." The other Irken cried, hugging Moo again. The bounty hunter rolled her eyes, feeling a little pain from the skull necklace digging into her chest.
"You're welcome." Moo sighed, pressing a button on her PAK. Both her purple Voot cruiser, which looked like two balls attached to a bigger ball, and her Sir unit flew down in a flash. "Now, we should be leaving."
"Leaving?" The Irken looked panicked, "W-what do you mean?"
"You're coming with me, aren't you?" Moo looked on with a humored look, "You can't live in trash all your life, and we have enough room for you."
"Are you sure?" The other Irken looked at the Voot cruiser, "That thing looks kinda small to me."
"It gets bigger on the inside." Moo smirked, "Don't underestimate its size."
"Still, I don't want to be a bother." The Irken looked on shyly, "I'm happy out here."
"You're coming with me, now." Moo grabbed the Irken's arm, dragging her in. "Besides, if your parents come on this planet looking for your body and find you, I'm not gonna live much longer." She pulled the Irken fully into her tiny spaceship.
"Oh, I suppose you're right." The other Irken sighed.
Moo chuckled at this, letting go of her arm. "Anyway, what's your name?"
"Peepyn." The grey eyed Irken rolled her eyes, "Silly, I know."
"Nah, not as bad as Moo." Moo smiled, getting her Sir to man the spaceship. This was going to be a very interesting trip from now on, what with Peepyn at her side. She smiled a little as she thought about companionship, maybe it was what she needed after all.
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