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Nef's ship easily caught up with the Realta Nua. The ship is quite fast for its size....but it's still....massive. After they exit Nebulon's orbit, they receive an email from a "Boris Kivorisch Drakov";

Greetings, Crew of the Cephalon

My name is Boris Kivorisch Drakov, of Drakov
industries. I am interested in hiring your services.
I have quite deep pockets and vast resources,
and I would be more than willing to compensate
you handsomely for your troubles. I need your help
in capturing GEHENNA, if you are interested, we can
negotiate more at the ship I'm currently traveling with,
the Realta Nua.

Until then,
Boris Kivorisch Drakov


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"An ice elemental and a beastwoman, you say? I think I know who you mean...last I saw, they're arguing in the marketplace.", a random civilian answered Gelon's question, with a hesitant and subdued tone.

Sure enough...once he got to the marketplace, he saw them; a tall, lumbering ice elemental looking like a knight covered in crystalline spikes, facing down a slightly shorter, but quite statuesque beastwoman with orange, red, and black armor, holding a cat-like biker helmet under her left arm. Gelon can see the calm, yet deathly glare in her eyes, matching the intensity of the ice elemental's glowing red eye. Her bleached blonde hair is messily draped over her tanned skin.

"Say that again! I dare ya, I DOUBLE dare ya!", the ice elemental roared out. His voice brash, raspy, but loud.
The Beastwoman does not reply, merely keeping her intense glare. They've attracted a crowd of onlookers. It looks like they're going to break into a fight....


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Clockwork turned to his left, surprised at Byatis' nervousness.....the eldritch rogue was so intimidating and predatory in the lower cities....and yet now, in such a big place, he seems...fearful. However, he realized that even though Byatis is a powerful eldritch abomination and a skilled fighter, he is neither infallible nor invincible.

He then turned to his right, equally surprised by Sentinel's sudden display of anger as he crushed the ticket. This, combined with his act of mercy towards Megahertz, relieved him quite a bit, as he can see for sure now that Sentinel is no mere killer robot, but a synthetic being with feelings...just like Clockwork himself.

Suddenly, he reached out, feeling the air to grab at Byatis' shoulder, while also grabbing the plugged Sentinel's shoulder, pulling them closer. "Hey, now...", before putting his arms round their shoulders. "You guys worry too much. We're buddies now...we stick together, eh? ", his tone friendly and jovial, if synthesized, as always.

Sentinel finds that the entrance to the upper class quarters is right behind, and to their left. Besides the hatch they came in, in fact. From the schematics he can dig up, he found that they actually have a private little "house" for the five of them. It seems to be quite a large, two storey house with multiple bedrooms, located in the upper class living quarters alongside several other private houses. Megahertz spared no expenses.

Megahertz widened her eyes, and nearly shrieked as she hopped away from the whining K2. "H-h-h-h-ey now! Calm down!! I had a private vessel, but it was impounded, I had no choice!!....besides, I wanted to enjoy the facilities of this place....", her tone a mix of fear and annoyance...it's rather difficult to discerne which one is stronger. When K2 mentioned they should have left her to die though, the fear won over, and she was silenced.

At first, Clockwork was amused by K2's whining -and the stares of the people from around them- but when he mentioned the broken jolly roger and Megahertz, he became genuinely disturbed, glancing at Megahertz and worrying about her safety. He turned to look at K2 and grabbed the electronic device he threw, looking at it.

"....Right. Enjoy your booze, cap'n.", Clockwork simply said, looking at K2 as he walked away. So far, he seems to be the happiest one of the five, and that makes him feel a little bad. Clutching the device with his left hand, he pumps his right fist, determined to find a way and make his frie-....allies...happy.