Welcome to Gaia! ::

Ever since ending up stranded on this planet with no ship to return to the stars beyond there had really only been one thing on her mind, getting a ship and in turn her freedom. She had oft wandered near the lands of the gods of space and extraterrestrials in hopes of 'liberating' one but hadn't yet devised a scheme that didn't involve taking away her freedom in some other way.

In a bit of a sour mood she trudged, eyes narrowed as she habitually played with one of her throwing knives. A metallic glint caught her attention and she paused and turned to face the unmistakable shape of a ship. It wasn't the most magnificent, having more of a rustic charm of shorts, it looked sound. Her lips curled up into a satisfied grin. This will do nicely. She thought to herself as she tucked away her blade and slunk towards the ship.

Finding the hatch open she moved quickly and silently inside with skill and precision that only experience could lend. Her steps light and calculated, to the point that even high tech sensors could be fooled into misidentifying the intruder. Upon spotting the first cameras she skillfully flicked tiny darts that were designed to stick to the device and with only a brief flicker to the viewer of the video it would be fed a continuous loop.

Galaxia edited a moment for her hacking day to take effect then cautiously, but confidentiality, continued into the ship. Then she heard soft whistling echoing through the hallway. Instantly she flicked out a blade and sink into the darkest crevice nearby and waited ready to strike, her eyes narrowed sharply as the man came into her sights.
He seemed casual and relaxed, if not bored. She remained alert, but was fairly certain that her presence had yet to be revealed. Maybe he was just a tech come to check the cameras. Though something about him made her feel this was not likely.
She waited in tense silence for him to get closer before she would make a move. She wasn't about to waste the element of surprise.

Galaxia cursed mentally as she waited to long to strike and the discovery of her device was sure to put the guy on guard, even if he didn't seem alerted.
She would have to make a move soon or risk losing all advantage on this ship.
Flipping the knife she held into a better throwing grip her eyes dated about her surroundings then she made her move.
The first blade whizzed right past the fae and intro the cameras he was inspecting. Two more took out the next nearest cameras that were most likely to capture her image. The November's quick and fluid as she swiftly moved in on the man attempting to take advantage of the destruction of the camera as a diversion. She moved with speed and attempted to grasp one arm and twist it behind the means back while bringing her knife to his throat.

Galaxia had felt her actions had succeeded until the words rolled lightly of his round with a chuckle. She cursed and attempted to open his throat but he mannaged to dislocate his shoulder and drop down and out of her grasp first, the slash to his jaw not nearly satisfying in the moment.
Reacting swiftly she attempted to pull back from him to avoid any retaliation, but she was just too close. His foot hit her legs as she was stepping back. Her balance off she digging have the stability to withstand his kick. Cursing through clenched teeth she hit the ground hard. Her eyes glinted darkly as she twisted and attempted to regained her footing.

Galaxia pulled herself up into a crouch and glowered at him sourly through hanging strands of blue hair as he speaks down to her. Her fingers curled around the blade, still tipped with his blood. She watched him with a fierce, intense gaze, not saying a word for as he continued to speak, analyzing him. Though there was a slight, brief look of surprise when he reffed to himself as captain. So her hunch had been right and this wasn't some nobody crew member. This was the one whose ship she was set on 'liberating'.
As he spoke of a previous mate she slowly rose to her feet, her narrowed eyes never leaving his too gleeful eyes. Either this captain was an over confident fool, or he had the skills and confidence to back up his rather intense lack of seriousness given the situation. Honestly she wasn't sure which side this one fell on.
"Words are so weak compared to action it is hardly worth the breath to utter them, 'captain'." She replied snarkily with a clear demeaning note as she utter the word captain. She fingered the bloodied knife having no comment about his injury, future scar, or his mates, past or present.

"Tsh" Galaxia hiss through clenched teeth, she didn't particularly like this guys high and mighty, cocky attitude. Though he had to be the captain for a reason, and to be honest she had had enough interaction with him that she was aware that even if she could incapacitate or bring him down that the effort would would make her easy prey for the rest of his crew. Though this awareness didn't temper her aggressive, confident spirit.
"Just try, I'm not leaving this ship." She said with an intense, determined glint in her eyes. Her dream of being free to roam the stars again was too close to coming true. She would fight her way through every obstacle until she achieved her goal. Her lips slid into a thin line and she brought up the knife in an offensive position as she flicked another from her pocket and launched at him in one swift movement lashing out with both blades.

Galaxia glowered at him as he grabber her wrist, he had quite the impressive grip and the little damage she had inflicted wasn't hindering him. Next thing she knew she was flying. She crashed into the crate with enough force to crack the boards. She had to pause a moment catch her breath. Glowering up at him through her blue bangs with stilted eyes she hissed out a reply. "I'm taking your ship." Her tone terse and dead serious. Then she moved swiftly pulling her legs under herself as she flung one knife at him then launching at him low, aiming to sink her knife into his gut.