Nakedra Exile
The blond chick sitting at the Cora Belle just replied with her name and stuff. Who caaares what your name is! I just want to get to the sa'king border worlds, Nakedra thought. Her head was always like this without coffee. The only time she had coffee on this damn trip was on yesterday morning when she left.
"So," the lady said, "How about... 40 platinum?"
Ugh, Nakedra hated this. Platinum coins? Like a doctor from New Japan had metal coinage. The only people who used those were children, collectors, and people dealing in the black market. (Serious! Check this out! http://firefly.wikia.com/wiki/Currency)
"Do you take credits? That's all I got. Central Worlder."
Another woman, a psy by the looks of her, waited behind her. She looked nervous. She got that look a lot in the hospital, like she was about to fill the patient's arm full of needles. Why must things be so difficult? Nakedra thought, why can't I just go back and explain to the Hospital that I made a mistake? That I was to much of a spoiled brat to leave? Shut up, when you get on the ship, coffee. And anyone getting in my way is getting tazed.