Vicious/Meia: Face off!

[Rezantis]

"You're going to Callisto because you're looking for Julia, right?"

[Bean Bandit]

"Yes." His tone was curt, with a bland sound to it, but there was an obvious warning to tread carefully in it.

[Rezantis]

"You asked for something you don't know.  Vicious is there, but Julia is not."  Meia paused for a moment.  "And I'm told what happened to me also happened to Vicious.  I was told to find him and to stop you from dying, and right now he's my only lead as to what's going on."

[Bean Bandit]

There was a long pause, which Spike finally broke. "Okay, you have my attention. Why should I believe you?"

[Rezantis]

Meia shrugged.  "I've got no way to prove my story, really, except that I have a fighter that would be light years better than anything around here if the damn powerplant wasn't playing up, and that Vicious can confirm it, if he feels cooperative.  Admittedly, I don't see that as very likely, but he will recognize me."

[Bean Bandit]

Spike considered this, then the distinctive sound of a lighter was heard, along with a long exhale. "Hmm...So what is it you want from me, then?"

[Rezantis]

"Apart from dragging my friends to Callisto?"  Meia snickered, "Don't die on me, because that would mess things up, and let me tag along or help out if I can.  Hopefully I won't be in your hair for very long."

Meia paused.  "Oh, and if you could help me figure out what the hell to do landing on a foreign planet with no money or identification, it'd be appreciated.  I don't know how stickly your authorities are."

[Bean Bandit]

Spike snorted. "Don't want much, do you?" he asked dryly. "I've got no problem with taking you to Callisto, and since the planet is overrun with crooks, you won't find much in the way of customs."

There was another long breath. "But it's for your own good that you're not running around much when we get there. When I last checked, there was a grand total of one woman on the planet, and you say she's not there. I can't be watching out for you while I look for him."

[Rezantis]

"I can take care of myself.  And Faye's there too, actually."

[Carthrat]

So now what, dammit? Just mope around until it's time for the deal?

Well.. maybe it'd be worth taking the ship out and parking her in my backyard or something. Maybe. Oh well, I may as well 'inspect' the cockpit and try and work out how the fuck to fly the thing.

I am sooooooo screwed when Spike gets here, if the goons here don't kill me first.

Oh well, how different can it be from the schoolyard? Just, um, trust nobody and be ready to stab anyone who looks at me the wrong way. Yeah.

Vicious heads towards the door of the craft and looks for a doorhandle or something to get inside the cockpit with... then remembers something.

"The keys?"

OOC: Edit. Bleh. [/i]

[Bean Bandit]

OOC: Meia

IC: Spike sighed at that. "Figures. Oh well, that means Jet should be there soon, too. And you may be able to take care of yourselves, but I don't plan on having an entourage. Stay with your friend."

[Bean Bandit]

"The access keys and codes are inside, Vicious." the man in charge told him respectfully. "Just press your palm to the center of the door."

[Rezantis]

"Fair enough, if you contact me when you've found Vicious.  He's on planet for what I think is a drug deal, and I can name his contact, if you want."

[Bean Bandit]

Spike paused. "That would speed things up." He agreed. "Fair enough. Give me what you know, and when we get to Callisto, you find Faye, and stick with her until Jet finds her. In return, I'll call you when I find Vicious."

[Rezantis]

"Deal.  Vicious' contact is a saxophonist named Gren, he plays sometimes at the Blue Crow,"  Meia paused, trying to drag the information out of . . . someone's memory, this was confusion, "I think Gren has an ulterior motive with the deal, he has an interest in Vicious, but I don't know what or why."

Dammit, I knew I should have paid more attention.