xxxxGrace Cooper
With a few quick strides, Grace exited the gambling area, moving quickly down the flight of stairs disappearing into the shadows of the bar below. It wouldn't take long for the Paloovians upstairs to realize they'd been duped. You see, Grace overhead them when she was sneaking around the floor. They spoke of a trick they planned to play on a group of aliens playing an alienized version of poker, similar to Texas Hold'em. Grace had planning on joining the game anyway, hoping to earn some spare money for her crew. It'd keep the thoughts of rations off their minds for a day or two. Before she was planning a fair game, but if she was going to cheat, might as well cheat the right people. It didn't take long to take their money. They may not be the same species, but pride was present in everyone. They were quick to bet all of their money, not wanting to show weakness around the young, human girl. They simply played right into her hand. The game finished as soon as it began with Grace collecting her winnings quickly.
It didn't take long for them to come after her. Grace stayed in the shadows, blending in despite her human nature and fiery red locks. She watched as they approach Jax first, whom appear apathetic to the whole situation as he did with most things. It worked out in handy when creatures left him. Unfortunately for the creatures, they ran into Buck next and that will lead to a disaster for Grace when he realized she was causing trouble again. It was her fault, but she was helping the group and it felt good. Call it an adrenaline rush or a foolish lack of self preservation, but it made her feel whole for a moment.
The group's celebration of their five years together was bittersweet for everyone. Some remembered the people they lost and others just felt sadness for being the last remaining humans. Grace was both yet neither. She left behind two people on Earth whom she knew she would lose at some point. She was mentally prepared for it, but not in a ball of fire. The lost affected her too, but not in an obvious way like some of the others. The growing recklessness of one of her teammates wasn't unnoticed by her and the growing guilt in another. The team has been going five years strong, hopefully they can last another.
Grace moved closer towards the both the group had been occupying. The Paloovians were distracted and if she needed to, Grace could duck under the table. The wrath of Buck is still hard to deal with, but it's deserved. A drunk Summer was leaning, more like laying, on Jax which brought a smile to her face. Space alcohol and the persuasion of Wolf must have lead to this. She took a seat next to the two, careful to not sit on a passed out Summer. With a simple nod in acknowledgement to her group, she observed the area, keeping a close eye on the Paloovians.
It didn't take long for them to come after her. Grace stayed in the shadows, blending in despite her human nature and fiery red locks. She watched as they approach Jax first, whom appear apathetic to the whole situation as he did with most things. It worked out in handy when creatures left him. Unfortunately for the creatures, they ran into Buck next and that will lead to a disaster for Grace when he realized she was causing trouble again. It was her fault, but she was helping the group and it felt good. Call it an adrenaline rush or a foolish lack of self preservation, but it made her feel whole for a moment.
The group's celebration of their five years together was bittersweet for everyone. Some remembered the people they lost and others just felt sadness for being the last remaining humans. Grace was both yet neither. She left behind two people on Earth whom she knew she would lose at some point. She was mentally prepared for it, but not in a ball of fire. The lost affected her too, but not in an obvious way like some of the others. The growing recklessness of one of her teammates wasn't unnoticed by her and the growing guilt in another. The team has been going five years strong, hopefully they can last another.
Grace moved closer towards the both the group had been occupying. The Paloovians were distracted and if she needed to, Grace could duck under the table. The wrath of Buck is still hard to deal with, but it's deserved. A drunk Summer was leaning, more like laying, on Jax which brought a smile to her face. Space alcohol and the persuasion of Wolf must have lead to this. She took a seat next to the two, careful to not sit on a passed out Summer. With a simple nod in acknowledgement to her group, she observed the area, keeping a close eye on the Paloovians.