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Eva shut the book she was reading with a loud snap, rising to her feet shortly thereafter. "I see you've both thought to pack. Very good, though a bit unnecessary at this time. We'll be restocking once we get there. We'll blend in perfectly with that lawless vagabonds whose lovely vessel we will be protecting." She reached into her pocket and withdrew two envelopes. "Once we get to the port, you'll be using this money to buy any supplies you'd like. Food will be supplied, so that's not a priority. You'll want clothes, weapons, and anything else you're used to having. I don't want to see anything not of that world on board the Archduke." She paused, smiling to herself. "Funny name for a pirate ship, huh? Anyway, the idea is to make it seem that nothing is out of the ordinary, got that? Yes? Well, then let's get going. We'll meet back at the docks in three hours." She turned and stepped through the portal without another word.

The port was magnificent. Set into the side of a huge cliff, which dropped off into the ocean in a perilous vertical, the piers were laden with airships like grapes on the vine. The vessels, floating impossibly on the force of solar sails and powerful engines, bobbed gently in the sea breeze. A city sprawled out away from the docks, a veritable melting pot of races and cultures, all certifiably not of the Earth. It was into this caucophony of voices and colors that Eva set off.

Rai stared at the ceiling. He couldn't go to bed. He just got out of his dorm, down the hall, down the steps. His eyes suddenly widened, and he busted through the front door. He ran a good distance away, to where you can't so the mishaps. Rai began to make a high pitches whistle, and stopped. Once more, then a Hawk dove towards him. He made sure he had a special glove on before letting his hawk land on his his hand. He smiled, stroking her lightly. "Hey Sam."

((They sound like the what the Oakland Raiders would be like if they played soccer XD. A football reference there.))

Well, well, Brian thought, we got ourself a joker.
"Well, I am 15, and am going to be 16 in a few month. Less then six, to be precise. And no need to be friendly, I know I have a baby body. "
He looked at the elder guy, scanning him from the shoes to the rests of his hairs. Then he grinned.
"Well, Hrisskar, you are awfully funny. Is that right, huh? I was a bit in the personal files, and looked around. Well, it allmost looks like I have finally met someone who has escaped the Logans Run program. Guess you are the oldest soldier I have met. which apparently would raise the question why you are so old. At once, there are three possibilitys: One, you are simply a weakling hiding from enemy fire and working in the Desks making the life of the ordinary soldiers difficult, two you are very sucessfull, or three, you are cleverer then most of the people of your age and profession. Now, That gives us a really good guess, huh?"
He grinned, and turned towards the big guy on the floor, while he carefully heaved the Arm away.
"Now, this might just be a good bit better if you would just drop your legs, like you dropped your arm. If not possible, I would suggest that the Old dude and myself get ourself a jeep or something alike, and tow the bike away from you. By the way, nice arm. Any reason for that, or did you just want to fojndle yourself with cold hard steel at night? OOh, and how old do you have to be to get the jacks in your head? And what can you do with them? I am thinging about getting me some. Can you suggest a good place?"
He grinned, and checked the surroundings for anything usefull. He knew, the guy just had been nearly fried to death, he had to keep him talking.

(hello people, i have come to check what happened when I left... i'm glad you THINk im a bad role-player, but I really am not, I just think 1. plots stink 2. some people aren't very friendly.... Now good bye...)

ooc: Dude, Cloxxs I'd appreciate it if you didn't come back and diss my rp's Plot. I tried to stand up for you so don't come back here just to be an a**. Just because My plot didn't revolve around you and yer pyscho dad does not mean it was a bad plot. Got that?

ooc: D : He made meh mad, I was kind to him so he should be kind back

ooc @ Xinrie: my code name is katsu