I arrive at a pub in Space Ireland called "The Salty Seaman". I dock my ship and make sure to lock the doors. HD and TB are gonna have to stay behind in the ship, the pubs dont allow robots or animals.
I walk into the doors of the brightly lit pub, the smell of space beer and whiskey overwhelm my scent-sors. I look around and see aliens of all different races and species, sitting at tables and drinking their grog. The place is a mess. There are broken chairs and tables everywhere, and there are stains on every wall. I can even see a body in the corner, either passed out or dead. As I walk in, all eyes turn on me. Oh yeah, I think to myself, I'm an Engi. Engi aren't known to be fully robot or organic, so the pub has a segregated area only for "Mechs" as they call us. I quickly run to the "Mech" corner, as to not attract unwanted attention. What's an Engi supposed to do in this day and age, being separated for being different.
I have 22 hours left to save my friends. Hopefully i can recruit some muscle before then. I need to recruit some crew. But who to start with. I scan the room to find the most optimal crew are two that look the best. One is a Rockman, similar to Brock Lee. The other, a human female with bright pink hair and an eyepatch. I guess those will have to do. I walk over to the Rockman first. He is a tall, grizzled boulder of a person. He is as red as Mars, but hopefully not as hostile.
"Hello?", I say. He turns his head slightly, and looks at me with his ice blue eyes. "Hello sir, would you like to join me to help save my friends? I'll pay you handsomely!". He just looks at me with unblinking eyes. "Uhmmm…" what am I supposed to do? Finally, he grunts and nods his head. I guess that's a yes. Ok, one down, one more to go. I tell. Uh.. "Grunts" to meet me back at the ship. Time to meet Mrs. Pink hair.
I walk over to recruit the woman. She reminds me of Tori in a way. As I walk up, she turns her head and squints at me with her one eye. She does not look friendly. I slowly walk up, careful not to give her the wrong look. "Excuse me, Ma'am, but would you care to join me and a Rockman to help save my friends from the Morg?'. Uh oh. As soon as the word Morg left my mouth, her expression changed from slightly irritated, to rage induced. "What did you say?" she asks. "Would you help with the rescue of my friends from the Morg-" She cuts me off. "I've been hunting down the morg for 7 years of my life." she looks down with sorrow, "They killed my partner in crime, I. T. Edward. He was the best partner anyone could have, and I loved him." She takes a big swig from her mug and slams it on the table. "Yes, I will help you rescue your friends, but I'm doing this for ME." "Good enough for me" I say. I tell her the same thing I told Grunts. Good, I have a crew now. Let's hope we are good enough to stop the Morg, and rescue my friends,and Maverick. I walk out of the pub, feeling relieved that I don't need to be in there anymore. I meet up with the others at the ship and tell them the whole story to catch them up. Grunts just grunts, and the girl gets even more enraged. "Wait a minute," I say, "What is your name".
"Just call me Rex."