Well, what's your game pirate?
Hi. Uh, I guess call me Jessi, no not Jessica.
Call me whatever you want as long as you keep
your hands off my booty, we'll be cool.
Anything gold you see around, is mine.
Haha, you - you think I'm joking.
I'll cut you
Now that we've established that, you can come
along for the ride, we'll take down some royal freighters.
You can keep the measly credits, they aren't valuable.
Yes, I said credits, you can have them!
All I want.
ALL I need is the gold, and if you stay out of my way
you won't end up like Eddie. Eddie, tried to sneak away
with my gold. Such a bad idea, I know right?
I gave him everything else, but no, he had to know
why gold was so significant to me.
There's no reason, Okay? Just leave me to it!
Right then, we'll be best of friends.
Another brain dead lunatic to the sidekick pile.
Akri. You are my one, you are my person.
I don't think you understand, Lillian doesn't know what she's doing!
You 've been with me for so long, my rollercoaster ride of a life,
we are connected. I don't think you'll ever understand,
maybe you do. I didn't mean to leave you, to abandon you-
Mars teased me with promises of gold metals on the surface but
I never found a thing. It took me years to get there, in the end not worth
pain. You were angry, rightfully so, when your best friend leaves you stranded
in space, after a flimsy, can't believe I'm saying this, metal, there's no room
for forgiveness. I hope you can forgive and stop rejecting my starcalls.
They're kind of expensive, calling across the Galaxynet isn't cheap.
It's as long distance as it gets, I've only got so many lightyears left.
Please, Akri, I'm heartbroken here...I need you. I really miss you.
I miss our long hugs, and big laughs. I miss the escort scheme we used to play
even though it never worked, Jason saw right through it. I miss you,
and I swore I wouldn't let myself get choked up sending this to you, but I need
you back! You weren't a sidekick, you were my wingwoman! Whenever I got
over my head, you pulled my ear and yelled at me, in the cruelest voice.
You let me know that you weren't going to skip town on me, and yet I did.
I need to make things right, and I need to see you again, gold, sigh
or no gold, you complete me.
I'm crying over here, bawling no less.
Remembering these memories, these picklines that never worked.
Don't you remember how close we were? We can't lose that,
we worked for that, and it won't be the same for a while but I'm willing
if you will, willing to get back to that place.
Soul Sisters for life.
Name:: Jessi "Phantom" Stardust.
History:: Jessica was born to spacers who never quite settled anywhere. They would stay aboard frigates, traveling to different colonies as they were settled but never actually settling themselves. They were simple foxes, minding the law and raising their daughters in the cold recesses of ships. Jessi's older sister, Samantha, was the more level headed of the two. Sam would always keep Jessi from wondering the ships for some adventures, if not sternly. Jessi had a huge imagination and Sam kept her head in the books, reading literature from the olden times of the 20th century, their customs and behaviors intriguing to indulge in, so far different from the lifestyles of spacers and colonists.
Jessi would try to make friends, and it was hard, because while her imagination drew them in, the future set them apart. The friends Jessi did make always left to colonies, leaving scars on the small fox's heart. All she ever wanted was their friendship but they'd always leave, and the cycle would continue once again. One day, a frigate was robbed blind of its goods, a group of pirates boarding the vessel.The pirates' leader wore his head back, with a bandana version of Jolly Roger on his arm. His head was held back, his back straightened as he walked with the calmest eyes, leering at the citizens who had their heads down in fear. The pirate came over to Jessi, her small curious eyes widening as her parents started to sob and whimper for fear of losing their daughters to this man. Sam hugged her sister tightly, 14 or so at the time, in attempt to protect her, shouting, "If you hurt her, you've got to hurt me!"