Aro slapped a stack of credits down on the table.

"Final offer," he said, glaring at the Kotenok weapons dealer through the slit visor in his shiny new armor. He hated dealing with the flee-ridden tricksters. They were master con artists.

"Fifty?" the salesman responded. "That's all this brand-new, shell-piercing rifle is worth to you?"

"Fifty thousand credits is more than generous," Aro hissed, flicking his tongue across his lips as he did. "If you want more, I need better."

"Well..." the dealer seemed intimidated now, almost scared to push Aro anymore. Good. "I suppose I could set you up with a quality repeater that'll do the job just as efficiently, if not more."

"How accurate?"

"No less than this rifle, and just as powerful. Only difference is the rate of fire." The dealer paused as he lifted a gigantic rifle - which actually seemed small to Aro - with a scope, suppressor, and charging lever. "Ten rounds per minute - not necessarily fast, but then again, do you really want to try and snipe with a machine gun? I think not. It'll get the job done, and it's even perfect for closer ranges."

"Sounds...nice," Aro said. "Let me see that." The catlike being carefully handed the weapon to Aro, and Aro immediately flicked his tongue in delight. This would surely do the trick. "I'll take it," He said. "Seventy-five."

"Eighty."

"Done."

Aro handed over an extra thirty credits and left with his new toy. Normally, he would have just killed the dealer, but he was feeling generous. He loaded the rifle into its box, carefully placed it in the cargo chamber of his ship, and took off. Now came the fun part. The hunt was on.

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A science fiction space pirate adventure.
A semi closed collab. If you wanna join the crew or throw in your ideas, go to this link:

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Crew, in order of appearance:

Name: Jericho Kayne
Age: 20
Occupation: Captain
Appearance: Average height, wirey build, tanned skin, short but shaggy dark brown hair, green eyes, straight nose.
Clothes: Generally wears white button down shirts, loose pants, black, tucked into boots that go up to mid calf, in other words, dresses like a pirate. Wears a long brown coat in colder places. Never wears hats.
Accent: American
Weapon of choice: A long bladed dagger he keeps tucked into his right boot.
Personality: Laid back, but serious when he has to be. Never shows anger unless for a very good reason. Non-judgmental, picks crew for skills, not money or pedigree. Generally has the attitude of a mercenary, doesnt get involved with politics.
Skills: Sharp eyes, though not as sharp as Bunga's, he can spot a bargain or an opportunity from a mile away.

Name: Izhu Arodeshka (AKA: Aro)
Age: Earth equivalent of 22
Occupation: Assassin, currently signed onto Captain Jericho Kayne's crew.
Appearance: Thick, tough, dark-colored skin with pale white eyes adjusted to sight in the dark. Bony talons on the end of all twelve fingers - he has six fingers per hand. Slitted nostrils ideal for hunting by scent. Mostly canine teeth, and a forked tongue - this, in conjunction with the large nose, allows him to pick up a multitude of scents that a normal sense of smell would miss.
Clothing preferences: Wears tactical clothing, such as a dark-colored outfit beneath a hard, rough plate uniform he salvaged from a dead target's body. Usually also wears gloves with plated backs and a pair of boots.
Skills: Skilled marksman with some ranged weapons, trained in hand-to-hand combat since early childhood on his home planet.
Weapon of choice (if applicable): Will use any weapons available to him, and often salvages new "toys" off of his dead opponents' bodies. However, he prefers his Drake & Thompson DeadShot .50 Auto Pistol.
Other info: Aro is from a planet which has forbidden outsiders for centuries and does not usually allow inhabitants to leave. However, Aro managed to escape this repressive world and become a hired assassin. The natural capabilities of his species make this an excellent career for him. He will almost never be spotted without his pet Veranian Tusk Bear, a vicious creature about the size of a wolverine with large tusks, powerful jaws and long, deadly claws.

Name: Bunga Indah
Age: 16
Occupation: Cook's assisstant
Appearance: Reddish-brownish hair that falls to her elbows, usually up in a ponytail. Peircing aqua-colored eyes. Lots of freckles, mostly on her face.
Clothing preferences: fashionable dresses that fall a little past her knees, or flowing pants, worn with short-sleeve shirts. She is usually wearing a apron covered in splotches, as if she just got finished cooking (which is usually true). Always carries her knife around.
Voice/accent (if applicable): Sweet voice, with a slight southern accent. But when mad, meeting new people, or talking to someone she doesn't like, a VERY deep southern accent and hard voice, kinda mean sounding.
Skills: She is an AMAZING chef, and though her title is 'cook's assisstent", she cooks most of the food. She is very good with a knife, and has amazing aim. She can shoot any target, moving or stable, from over 1,000 feet away. Has impeccable eye-sight.
Weapon of choice (if applicable): Knife; Bow & Arrow
Other info: Though she seems like a sweet southern belle, she actually has a very rough & tough personality. It takes awhile for her to trust people and become their friend, and then they get to know her true, sweet personality.

updated Nov 10 '11 by JSimmons