Otium Aris
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Sooooo-lider Man!
Traveling the galaxy,
Looking at all he can seeeee,'
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"Well, here we are. Omega--a nice, educational haven for the naive, and a convenient tourist spot for criminals. Where dremas come to end....'Be sure to bring a pistol' indeed--music's nice though," stated in Drell in a dry, rather unamsed tone...Lawless as this place was, the intense music coming from the area known as 'Afterlife' in front of them...almost seemed like a decent place to keep themselves underneath the radar. Sevral of the members were here, and each one of them knew how to take care of themselves...
....But if there was a lesson to be learned when on this crew and missions..If you had it, bring it; Some folks over here were packing heat, and not just discreetly. Despite his feelings over this dull-colored rock, they were still here, and moving closer and closer into this area.
To summarize, he just had a VERY bad feeling about this place. Like there was just something around the corner waiting to put a knife down his spine...And with the rumors of a high death rate, a cutthroat 'ruler' and with some of the worst finding refuse here, was it any SURPRISE that no one dared to tread so lightly here.
"So, uh, to make light conversation guys...I hear that this place is owned by somebody who shouldn't be ******** with...and that if you so much as look at her wrong, there's a bullet waiting for our head. So forgive me for being obvious but," responded the Drell as he briefly gazed upon the letters of the nightclub, "...The plan is to find Skipper WITHOUT attracting the attention of whoever this person may be, correct?"
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Soolldier man!
Moving as fast as he can be...
Soolllddier m-mnananan....
Soldier man!
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