Once Wes was finished with his coffee, he returned his helmet to normal, and got up from his corner. He strolled over to the table, and laid his coffee mug on the table. Wes walked over to the cook, this Lena. "Um...hi...uh....thanks for the coffee." Wes thanked with a respectful nod. "I'm Wes, Ship Security. If you have a problem, or need anything let me know. I'll take care of it." Wes said with a unseen smile. "You have a good day ma'am." He said, trying to be as respectful as he could, and then he left.
He returned to his quarters for a quick second. He figured they'd be landing soon, and he'd best get prepared for whatever might happen. He grabbed his shotgun, Shelia, and made sure she was fully loaded. He threw Shelia over his shoulders, and it was magnetically attached to his back, ready to be quickly drawn incase of emergency. Wes left his cabin, and headed towards the cargo bay, ready for work.
He entered the cargo bay. "Don't worry about me. I've breathed in worse stuff this crap ball of a world. Besides, my armor is more then just badass. I can cannonball into an acid pool if I wanted to." Wes stated over the comm link. "Let's get this done. I don't want to be on this mud ball any longer then I have too." Wes said as he drew Sally that was magnetically attached to his hip. He stared down the sights of his pistol. He's been on this mud ball a few times, and each has never been pleasant.
Jaxt exited a beat up, old clunker of a transport vessel onto the toxic environment of Erdas. He looked upon this place with disgust. He couldn't understand how a planet could be in such poor shape. 'Weston Ironhide Carter should be upon this ground soon. And then the hunt shall begin.' Jaxt thought as he stepped forward out of the docking bay.
He made his way to a nearby public terminal that was already in use. He simply tossed aside the alien that was using the terminal so he could have free reign of it. He searched the planet's network to try, and get access to some sort of shipping log to try, and find the ship Wes is serving on. While he is far from a hacker, he is able to do such things as the Rexcanuo hunters are taught basic skills such as these to better serve in hunting in the modern age.
He soon found a bulletin that was requesting positions on a human vessel. The CCV Make My Day, perfect. "Good, that bounty hunter was telling the truth. I'm glad I gave him a quick death." Jaxt commented.