Dia Fora's Story

Dia Walked down the hallway with a chipper mood about his step. He hoped he wasn't he against his own will, as if to assume he really had any kind of clear thought as to what his will was. He looked momentarily down at his Sfair's and rubbed them gently with his thumbs. It was exactly then that a lovely girl ran into him and he into her.

"Ah, has someone finally sobered up?"

"You look so familiar..." Dia muttered barely to himself.

He coughed slightly as he regained his thoughts.

"My name is Dia and you are very familiar to me! How might we be of each others acquaintance?" He said as he bowed attempting to kiss her hand.

Alexander

After carrying Eddie down to the infirmary, Alex placed the pilot onto one of the beds. The other three crew members had been properly patched up and went merrily on their way with no scars. Eddie's stitches had come open, of course.

The doctor rolled his eyes and immediately got the machine set up to fix him. They got to work easily, a small laser beam shooting out towards the open wound and healing and sealing the skin, leaving no trace of a scar.

"Let's get you looked at, yeah?" Alex asked looking over at Bond. After lifting his shirt, the doctor did make note that there wasn't even a bruise on his stomach from where Minn kicked. He looked to be fine.

"I'm sure you're alright." He mused. "I'm sure you've taken many kicks to the stomach." He chuckled.

Regina

Reggie smiled and gave a nervous chuckle as Dia's lips pressed to her hand. She felt a blush creep up across her cheeks, but she quickly shook it away removing her hand from his. She chuckled nervously again, but quickly settled back into her serious state.

"Well, Dia, you've been hired by me." She stated stepping past him, but making it obvious that she wanted him to follow. She stopped and turned quickly and added, "you're a stripper." in a serious tone.

After a brief second, she smiled and chuckled quietly before turning to walk again. "I'm the captain of this ship, and was in need of a few replacements in my original crew." She felt a pang in her chest when she mentioned her crew, her thoughts immediately racing to Colin.

She could still see him in her mind, as if she were looking right at him, pleading for her to open the door and let him in. To save him.

Reggie shook again, running a hand through her hair. "Although," She added turning to face him. "I feel like I've known you before." She squinted at him, as if hoping the blurred vision would help her recognize the familiar face. It didn't help.

Where have I seen him before? I know I have. Dammit all.

"Now that you're a bit sobered up," She began with a chuckle. "Why don't you tell me about yourself. You will be on my crew. I need to know a few things."

Dia followed his new captain as she walked past him.

Well, Dia, you've been hired by me. you're a stripper.

A smile slapped across Dia's face as a swirling memory began forming around her sense of humor.

Although, I feel like I've known you before.

Dia was preparing to agree when she gave him no space to interrupt politely.

Now that you're a bit sobered up, Why don't you tell me about yourself. You will be on my crew. I need to know a few things.

Dia cleared his throat in a very serious way and began to think as many moves ahead as he could to insure that his hilarity came through.

"I remember growing up on Prof-Laki, a little rock orbiting another quite larger rock. it was one truly random night that I stowed away on a defense head training vessel where I was later discovered and booted out on my own. I gathered a bit of money and came into a two man vessel, it was nice and spacious. I jumped a few light years via all the nearest checkpoints and became acquainted with the known universe!"

Dia felt himself rambling at that point and thought to look up at her and see what she had to say... and so he went on instead.

"But other than my recent history I enjoy traveling and adventure! I find people to be far too stressful and I like to screw with their brains! but only in an internal kind of way, nothing physical if you get what I mean... I mean it was only last week that I head about people who had their brains implanted in another species.... The poor old sap was in the money and thought it to be a good idea... needlesstosay the guy died of a brain hemorrhage the moment his human brain attempted to interact with Vasparti physiology... also its a very good honor to meet you and you may call me D"

Alexander

Alex watched Bond stumble out of the infirmary, mumbling about Minn. The doctor watched him confused, and concerned about the young engineer. But as he mentioned Minn, the doctor couldn't help but feel concerned for the young cook.

He hadn't seen her when he went to get Eddie, so he didn't know if she needed any help. Looking back at Eddie, Alex decided that the pilot would be alright and headed back to the kitchens. Everyone had cleared out, making it easier for the doctor to make it to Minn. She was busy, scrubbing away at some dishes left behind, her back turned to him.

"Minn..." Alex began stepped up behind her. "Minn, are you okay? Bond said you might need some help."

He moved next to her, and saw the blood dripped down the side of her face. "Minn! Are you okay?" He pulled her away from the dishes so he can get a better view of the wound. She hit her head on something, and the wound was dripping blood down her face.

Alex quickly grabbed a small towel and wiped up the blood from her face. "Minn, why didn't you come and find me? You shouldn't be cleaning? This wound needs to be attended to." He sighed and shook his head. "C'mon Minn," He grabbed a hold of her hand, and began heading back to the infirmary.

Regina

Reggie listened to Dia as he spoke, his ramblings amusing her. He continued on and on, and seemed to be strongly aware of his ramblings. But still, his mouth moved unable to stop. "Also, it's a very good honor to meet you and you may call me D."

Finally, his mouth stopped, and he was looking at Reggie as if waiting for her to answer a question he never asked. The captain couldn't help but laugh. She ran a hand through her hair, before finally settling.

"Did you say Prof-Laki?" She asked. "I've been there! Back when I was in the Defense. It was wonderful there, although I didn't do much besides drink at the bar." She chuckled quietly. "I met someone there." She laughed again. "But, I had to leave and I hadn't seen him since."

She looked off into nothing as she spoke. She could remember the person clearly, but the amount of alcohol she had drank that night fogged her memory. She couldn't see his face, but she could hear his voice, in a sense. She missed...that guy. God, this is infuriating! Why can't I remember his name!?

Austin continued his work in solitude, other then the occasional help from MAK. He began looking around for any information concerning the Nightwing's crew. He looked in the Intergalactic Counsels records. He really would like to wipe them from every system entirely, but that was far to much work to make just one person disappear. He had to constantly clear his own information from any database. It had taken him decades to disappear completely, and keeping on it was already annoying. Doing the same thing for the entire crew would be nearly impossible. Sure he could write a program, but it was impossible for the program to look everywhere. He had to look manually for a lot of the information he deleted about himself.

He decided the Intergalactic Counsel records would have to do. He prepared to clear everyone's names. But he had to make some quick preparations first. He quickly made some blind transfers and transactions of everybody's belongings. That way they wouldn't be traced back. He then put them all under one of his many account's under an assumed name. He made sure to use a few accounts to draw less suspicion. Not that any of that mattered much considering they were all off the record. He then made fake identity for the crew, and put everyone's belongings under new names. He opened up his backpack to check. He had a large amount of blank money cards and identification cards. He needed to get every body a new ID and such.

He unhooked from MAK, deciding to make the alterations he had decided on later. He searched the ship for a scanner, and promptly went to it. He pulled out all the cards he needed, a good stack of each type, and went to work authorizing them all. He hooked up all of the money cards to his private account, which held very large amounts of funds. He decided he was going to stick around for a while, and that this might help everyone out.

After the long process was complete, Austin sent another message to Regina.

It's Austin. I've taken some steps to hide the crew of the Nightwing. But I need to speak to the entire crew in person. Could you arrange this for me please? I'm unsure if they will listen to me. Also I've got a present for everybody. I'm sure it is something you will all enjoy.

OOC: I just tagged as many people as I could. This pretty much involves the whole crew.

Alexander

Alex was startled by the sudden appearance of Rokunam. He had long since returned to the infirmary, with Minn in tow, and began working on cleaning the Shariva's wounds. He turned away from her to face the alien who stated that someone was in need of medical assistance? It was hard to understand the way he talked.

"It's... health related, however, I have some concern, a trait that is far more human than I am, for themself and the entire crew. Would the Doctor hear my request out, or does he think I should bring it up to the attention of the Captain?"

"No, no, let me know, and then I'll decide if it is drastic enough to tell the captain." Alex cut off. "Give me a second to patch up Minn, okay?" The doctor turned on his heel, back to Minn, with a soft smile.

He easily got to work setting Minn up on the machine. He gave her a reassuring smile and then quickly hooked up the few others that had wondered in for attention. There weren't any serious injuries, but Alex had the machines do a full check through their systems just to be sure. Finally, he turned back to Rokunam. "As you were saying?"

Regina

Reggie and Dia arrived in the hangar, and the captain's frustrations immediately cut off their conversation. "I told everyone to meet in the hangar!" She chimed. A few people were scattered about, busying themselves. Saein and Thomas were speaking whiling fixing holes in the wall. Other than that, it was empty.

"MAK! Where is everyone?" She called.

"It seems they are still recovering from your driving skills." Reggie glared up at the ceiling as if MAK could see her. She sighed and rubbed her forehead. Of course, some people would still be a little shaken up after what just happened.

She had just rapidly jumped through three galaxies, anyone not prepared for it would feel a little shaken. Unless, they were used to it. Reggie could only imagine how Minn was doing. She freaked out during a smooth blast off, Reggie could only wonder how shaken up she was now.

"MAK, notify the crew that I will be taking the land cruiser down to the planet shortly. Anyone who wants to come is to meet in the hangar. They are welcome to stay on the ship if they want."

"Right away, captain."

Narration

MAK's voice rang through the ship, notifying all crew members of Regina's plan. Anyone who wanted to, made their way to the hangar to be transported down to the planet. After those who wanted to arrived, they piled into the cruiser.

It didn't take long to get down to the small planet. After landing, they all piled out, and wondered off to whatever direction they chose.

Regina

Climbing out of the cruiser, Reggie immediately made her way to the small inn located nearby. The ground crunched beneath her boots, and the sky had sunken into a deep bloody red, slowly transitioning into a dark blue. The planet had settled into late afternoon.

She pushed open the door of the Inn, the smell of baking bread immediately hitting her nostrils. Inasri was not unfamiliar to her. She had been here long ago, back when her parents were still alive and she was still a youngling. She was, perhaps, 15, the last time she had been here.

"Well, well, well, look who decided to drag her raggedy bones back through my door."

A smile stretched across Reggie's face, as she spotted a man sitting in the corner, boots propped up onto the table, and a datapad in his hand. "Well, if I'm going to be treated with this kind of hospitality, I would rather spend my evening at the Nanchester Inn." Reggie quipped crossing her arms over her chest.

"Nanchester?! That's no place for a respectable captain such as yourself." The man said standing quickly, he held his arms out towards Reggie as if throwing the compliment towards her.

"Ah, I see." Reggie mused. "I'm respectable now?"

"You'll always be respectable here." The man made a gesture and Reggie stepped forward into the man's embrace. "It's been too long."

"Much too long indeed, Vic." Reggie agreed taking in the large man's embrace. "Where's Nelly?"

"Oh, she's mucking about somewhere." Vic stated. "Probably cleaning something. Speaking of which, you better do so yourself before she finds you. She'll-"

"Is that my Regina I hear?!"

"She was never yours to begin with, you wench!" Vic yelled to the disembodied voice.

"I swear! One day, I am going to beat the living pulp out of you!" A figure burst through the doorway, long red hair braided down her back flopping wildly behind her like a tail. "Reggie! You're home! And you look terrible!"

"Oh, thanks Nell, you look fantastic." Reggie quipped.

"Hush!" Nelly chastised pushing between the captain and Vic to properly hug the young girl. "Come upstairs. We'll get you cleaned up."