Roleplay

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Space was a rather dangerous place for someone who didnt know the ins and outs of the various crime syndicates and trade routes that crisscrossed the stars. One would never know when their innocent outing to mars would take a turn for the worst and they would be gutted by a band of space pirates. The Milky Way was a small galaxy, thus it didnt get as much attention from the intergalactic counsel as it so desperately needed, leading to a whole host of seedy characters making their new homes in the surrounding solar systems.

The safest way to get around now a days is to hire a crew of planet jumpers, illegal ferrymen that would help you go from place to place or do a few odd jobs at a price. Our story follows one such group, though smaller than the other teams they knew how to get things done and always promised satisfactory results, or not, they dont do refunds.

Xandeer rolled up his bloodied sleeves, a sour look on his face, "Now, dearie, youre going to tell me where you hid my cargo or im going to get rather angry." The victim of this hotheaded creature was a common thief, most likely hired by an opposing gang to sabotage the days errands, hiding the package that they were supposed to deliver by sundown.

The thief spoke, their voice quivering, "L-look man, I already told ya, I-I dont know nothing!" Another blow to the jaw, Xan was loosing patience, "Double negatives are improper." Xandeer picks up the criminal and slams them against the wall, "Now TELL ME WHERE. IT. IS."

This was getting out of hand...

Xandeer sighs, dropping them, "Well...i suppose youre right, though i do believe that he still needs to be punished for his transgressions. Unless youre willing to impart the location of your so called clients?" The thief spoke with a wavering voice, fear quite evident, "Th-they work outta the warehouse, d-down town b-by the docks! P-Please man, just let me go..." he pleaded.

Xandeer thinks for a while, before crouching down to his level, "Now tell me why i should have mercy, why i shouldnt just feed you to Stefan here. You heard him, hes quite hungry. Besides, you ruined my favorite shirt with your filthy blood. This is quite difficult to remove you know."

He considered Erins words, ultimately sighing, "Fine, fine, I'll leave this runt be. Though because of that little stunt, Mr. Bold, you know have to deal with him. I dont care what you do with him, i just want him gone." He walks to his room, untying his bow tie as he walks, "Now i am in desperate need of a change of clothes, these are now positively filthy."