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Post by BB-8 on Oct 11, 2016 22:56:33 GMT -5
One laughed, her nerves very obvious. She crossed her arms over her chest, proceeding to tap her fingers against her arms. A nervous tic, perhaps. She didn't like the sound of any of this. With a laugh, she suggested sarcastically, "Unless that trading outpost was trying to raise an army. Which is crazy, right? I mean, if we are smugglers, why would they buy from us when they could just easily buy legally. Or beyond that, steal it from ships that docked here. I mean it's a trading outpost. What would they have to fight against anyways! Space whales?"
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Post by Deleted on Oct 12, 2016 5:49:04 GMT -5
"Yeah," Five nodded, "high end alright. This stuff is mainly used by big, organized armies, but we could be selling if under the table here, I guess? I think it's more likely that we're picking up though. We don't have very much down here." They had a lot, but not a huge amount of crates littered the hold. They probably had been planning on stealing and or picking something up here, and then continuing on, either to continue to pick things up or drop them off at the eventual buyer. Smuggles, though? He wasn't sure. He didn't feel like a criminal, but then again, he wondered if many criminals actually did think about how bad they were twenty-four-seven.
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Post by ρυмρкιηqυєєη13 on Oct 12, 2016 17:51:21 GMT -5
(heya)
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Post by Deleted on Oct 12, 2016 19:07:32 GMT -5
hola
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Post by amberice on Oct 12, 2016 19:31:34 GMT -5
heeeyyy)
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Post by Deleted on Oct 12, 2016 19:38:19 GMT -5
hola hola
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Post by ρυмρкιηqυєєη13 on Oct 12, 2016 19:46:47 GMT -5
whats up ?
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Post by Deleted on Oct 12, 2016 19:50:46 GMT -5
nothing much, reading sleepy hollow v slowly wbu
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Post by ρυмρкιηqυєєη13 on Oct 12, 2016 19:54:44 GMT -5
ooo sleepy hollow! Cool! nothing really. feeling sick. bleh. probably about to binge Netflix all night or something. probably voltron. probably not. i don't even know. xD
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Post by BB-8 on Oct 12, 2016 20:01:52 GMT -5
You could watch dark matter
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dumple
THE FUTURE HOLDS A LARGE REPTILE
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Post by dumple on Oct 12, 2016 20:03:49 GMT -5
((i recommend naruto))
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Post by amberice on Oct 12, 2016 20:18:15 GMT -5
(or Galavant)
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Post by ρυмρкιηqυєєη13 on Oct 12, 2016 20:18:33 GMT -5
(ooo okay i'll watch both. maybe. i've seen some of naruto. it's in my list on Netflix, I just haven't had time to really sit down and watch all of it. and is Dark Matter on Netflix?)
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Post by BB-8 on Oct 12, 2016 20:32:19 GMT -5
Galavant If you like musicals lol
Season 1 is, yes OR YOU COULD WATCH FIREFLY
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Post by ρυмρкιηqυєєη13 on Oct 12, 2016 20:34:07 GMT -5
oh i've heard firefly is really good. so much to watch, so little time...
though i'm a season a day kinda person, anyway. maybe two seasons. depends on how much time i have. xD
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Post by BB-8 on Oct 12, 2016 20:36:29 GMT -5
You should watch the pilot episode of firefly, because it's pretty much a movie. Just to get a feel if you wanna watch more And then binge dark matter Who need naruto
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Post by amberice on Oct 12, 2016 20:39:48 GMT -5
or izombie. Or Chuck! Ooooh Chuck's a fun one
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dumple
THE FUTURE HOLDS A LARGE REPTILE
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Post by dumple on Oct 12, 2016 20:40:42 GMT -5
you've hurt him....
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Post by ρυмρкιηqυєєη13 on Oct 12, 2016 20:41:42 GMT -5
xD i'll watch all of them.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 12, 2016 21:11:46 GMT -5
i'm watching american horror story ten mins in and it's already wild
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Post by ρυмρкιηqυєєη13 on Oct 12, 2016 21:16:43 GMT -5
bahaha yeah, AHS can get pretty wild. i haven't really watched it much myself, but my sister was obsessed with it for a while and told me all kinds of stuff.
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Post by amberice on Oct 12, 2016 21:19:11 GMT -5
Three took a moment, then spun around on her heel and began to march back down the hall. She needed to contact the station first, before they made any big decisions. This all didn't sit well with her. She wasn't sure how she felt about carrying illegal cargo into an unfamiliar station with no contacts or knowledge of the situation. They were in a ripe ol' mess and she had no idea what to do. Pausing, she leaned against a wall and took a moment to try and force herself to calm down. These dimwits had apparently decided she was the captain, so she needed to seem like she knew what the bloody hell she was doing. She cracked a wry smile, sighing. One silly joke and they had taken her literally, just her luck. Leaning her head back, she closed her eyes for a minute, listening to the soft hum of machinery in the lower decks as she tried to quell the panic rising in her chest.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 12, 2016 21:36:07 GMT -5
Five watched her go, cracking his neck as he slid the crate with the helmets in it closed. He took a deep breath, bracing himself on the metal box as the ship suddenly lurched, and then stilled, the engines humming. "We docked!" he yelled, hoping that Three could hear him from out in the hallway, where he figured that she was having some sort of panic attack or something like that. He didn't know much, but he knew that it was customary to get off the ship and, you know, go about business. They couldn't just hide inside. Plus, whoever they were meeting with would know who they were, right? He didn't have to guess anymore.
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Post by BB-8 on Oct 12, 2016 21:46:02 GMT -5
One frowned as she watched Three walked off. She glanced between those gathered. Well, since no one else seemed in a comforting mood, she gave a quiet little hurrumph and headed after the Captain. When she caught up, she hesitated. Three didn't look so good. One felt her the inside of her chest squeeze tight with what felt like guilt. Perhaps they had put too much pressure on her. Maybe her own yelling yesterday- earlier? She wasn't sure -had gotten to her confidence. Brow furrowed with a very real, genuine concern for her well being, One stepped closer. "Three...?"
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dumple
THE FUTURE HOLDS A LARGE REPTILE
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Post by dumple on Oct 12, 2016 21:54:29 GMT -5
Six watched Three, and then One, exit the room silently. For a split second she thought about going too, but then the ship lurched. She barely managed to catch herself on the door frame. "We're docked!" Five's yelling made her head throb where she'd bashed it against the corner. "No sh*t," she grumbled, rubbing the spot to make sure it wasn't bleeding. After confirming her brains weren't leaking out, she turned back to Five. "Shall we see what awaits us?" She asked, gesturing to the door for him to lead.
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Post by amberice on Oct 12, 2016 22:01:39 GMT -5
Three's head nearly smashed into the wall as the ship lurched, eyes snapping open just in time to see One's concerned face as she approached. Immediately shaking off her moment of melancholy, she masked her nerves with a smirk and a little swagger as she pushed off of the wall, "One, great. Let's go radio the station and figure out if we're about to be boarded and brutally murdered." Oh god that was a possibility. They might all die in the next few minutes. Stomach twisting, she hesitated as she looked down at her crewmate before turning and slowly beginning to make her way towards the bridge. She couldn't show how nervous she was, not in front of the others. She had to be smart and play up what little courage she had to. make sure she didn't worry them. If she seemed calm, hopefully it would rub off on them. Everything was going to be fine. It was all going to be fine.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 12, 2016 22:02:50 GMT -5
"Of course," Five said, smiling as he tried not to let out a chuckle at her slip-up. But, that would've been rude, so he held it in and began towards the door she gestured to. For moment, he wondered how she knew that it was an exit, but then he saw that it read exit in bold, red letters, so he didn't bother asking. As he got to the door, he pressed the precautionary lock-release button on the keypad, and stepped out, onto their own ship's platform that had connected to the one on the dock. No one was there to greet them, yet, but the place was bustling with trucks and flying skiffs carrying products, along with people milling everywhere. It was busy. "Well, where to start?" he grumbled after a moment.
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Post by BB-8 on Oct 12, 2016 22:13:30 GMT -5
One's concern fell into an unamused look. Was everyone on this ship so damn terrified of feeling anything? Didn't they understand that emotions were a perfectly normal thing? It was mildly frustrating, at One wasn't particularly good at hiding her internal thoughts. Hopefully Three wouldn't question her. Lips pursed, she gave a light sigh. "Alright, lead the way, Cap." Her voice was soft, evidently holding back her unkind opinions of the crew's attitude. "Thought I doubt that'll happen. Five said we probably didn't have a full shipment. If we're here to pick up, I don't think we'll have any problems. And if we're dropping off? What's the point of killing us if we only have half the cargo? It's not like they know we have amnesia."
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dumple
THE FUTURE HOLDS A LARGE REPTILE
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Post by dumple on Oct 12, 2016 22:18:35 GMT -5
Six glared after Five as he passed, knowing he was smiling at her stumble. As they made their way to the platform, she crossed her arms over her chest, feeling a bit nervous. What if it was an ambush? She tried to push the paranoia out of her head, but something just wasn't sitting right. She jumped a bit as the door to the platform opened, having been preoccupied with her own thoughts. She peeked out from behind Five, taking everything in with widened eyes and a small gasp. It was much busier than she was expecting. Her eyes scanned the scene, stopping on someone in an important-looking uniform. She nudged Five and pointed at them. "Maybe they know something..." she said uncertainly.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 12, 2016 22:22:49 GMT -5
"If we're criminals, it's probably not the best idea to walk up to someone who looks like that," Five grumbled, looking the man over. Well-dressed in some sort of uniform, but he couldn't make it out from where he was, not in its entirety. He was beginning to believe he needed glasses, even if he hadn't found any in 'his room.' But, that was besides he point. "Come on," he prompted after a moment of just standing there, beginning down the ramp towards the walkway itself, hand trailing the banister. If things got too confusing, they could always run back to the ship, right?
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