Not So Fast Pretty Boy

Scott gets punched- Steven's secret-Kai has fun

A large ship skates over the abandoned landscape of Artanius. The dashboard onboard the Warp Eagle began to flash, "well that's new" said a tall man sitting in the pilot's seat of the small lightning class ship. He is definitely the captain of a pirate ship, the lowest of the low, but you need something getting and have money, they're the one's to go to. He's well built with short scraggly light brown hair; he's wearing a short leather trench coat, dirty white shirt and a tricorn hat, which was offset by a red ribbon hanging from it. He is wearing denim jeans with a leather hollister with two identical revolvers hanging from each side and a small dagger across the small of his back and a cutlass hanging from the left, his hand never straying too far from either his revolvers or cutlass. He tilts his head slightly and shouts down his intercom with a forced pilot's voice, "er attention crew, this is your captain speaking, we, well we're in a slight bit of really deep shit" he sighs "those aristos' we stole from have called in backup, so if Scott and Jack would kindly step into the gunner positions and hold them off, I'd be much obliged, thanks, cap'n out" Kai quickly pivots on his heel and sits back down.

Down in the holding bay, a small man stands counting the cargo, he has light blonde hair, he's lightly muscular but is clearly on the ship for his brains not brawn, but he still seems valued enough. He wears glasses and a lightly ripped jacket, and driver gloves and skinny jeans. He sighs as he hears the fact they're being chased, again, "cap'n I thought you'd be used to being chased at this point"

"Quite the opposite mate, seriously I probably should but still when do I ever learn, we're still doing contracts for Rhiannon are we not, so all this is to be expected"

"Quite true, by this point I'd hoped we'd be rich enough to afford to get away from her"

"You and me both Steven, from here on out radio silence"

"Understood cap'n"

Steven's hand hovered near his revolver that hung from a belt he had around his chest, he straightened his fez that always seemed to stay on his head regardless of what happened to him or the crew. A man came laughing down into the cargo hold, destroying any hope of quiet Steven desired. "For fuck's sake Scott do you ever shut up?" the tone in Steven's voice startled Scott making him drop the clear, most likely alcoholic, beverage he was carrying. "Oh shit sorry Steven" he reply's. All the crew aboard the Warp Eagle knew not to mess with Steven when he was in one of his moods, for it could lead to huge violence. Steven moved over to Scott menacingly and said softly "man the fucking guns you drunk prick" Steven then punched Scott square in the face. Blood dribbled from Scott's lip, and said, "I feel remarkably sober…" And with that Scott ran to his gun but skidded to a halt to study himself in the full mirror next to his pod. He had dirty black hair and a short well kept beard he smiled to himself as he studied his arms, he had nice toning for a gunner and liked to show it off, as he wore a white wife beater and cargo shorts, he corrected his fedora and grinned manically and half-skipped into his pod and grabbed his joysticks and pushed aside his many trinkets and began firing. Down his intercom he bellowed "Jaaackkkkkk I'm winning" at the goad of Scott winning Jack smiled and fired two shots at the following ships and knocked out both of a ship's engines and said "Bitch please", to which Scott replied "duuuude no fair, I- I had my eyes closed"

"Certainly looked like it" Jack half-laughed down the intercom

"Bastard" Scott muttered with pure loathing, "Cap'n Jack's bullying me!" he whined

"Stop flirting you two" Kai replied calmly, clearly bored of the same thing happening every time they went on a mission.

Steven smiles as he heard the fact jack was outmatching Scott and made his way to his sanctuary no one but the cap'n knew about his secret not even Jack, he knew Jack would hate him, his parents after all were killed by Daemons but he could control them… He was a daemonist after all, the ones who bind daemons to items and summon them, it was sad really; he respected Jack more than anyone, bar the cap'n. But he couldn't know, no one could. All of a sudden the ship banks and dives it almost makes Steven throw up, but before he can, the ship is straightened again.

In the cockpit Kai doubles over in laughter and smiles from cheek to cheek. He looks over his dashboard again. The large pink, fluffy dice bounce joyfully he'd never seen a more homely cockpit other than Scott's gunner pod, he grins as he thinks of the drunk gunner being outmatched by a ex-footsoldier. As the last of the gunfire dies down he knows the ships have been gunned down, Hm that was far too easy where are the enemy cavalry? Kai thought. "Ah that's where" he says as a large ugly fighter ship pulls up in front of the Warp Eagle.

"Not so fast Warp Eagle" Says a voice coming from loudspeakers mounted on the front of the new ship

"Ah, I assure you this is just a HUGE misunderstanding"

"Misunderstanding my ass, you robbed me!"

"Okay not much of a misunderstanding"

"Stop talking and give me back what you stole!"

Kai sighs, "I guess there's no other way is there?"

"No" Carlota says simply.

"Well for the time we've been talking my master gunner has pinpointed your engines, gents, FIRE!" and with that the Warp Eagle sailed across the red sand, to the north, to Samarla...