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"Okay, get in the passenger side," he motioned Messe into the ship. Varkin Climbed into the cockpit. The blast-shield went down. "Reman, you there?" varkin said into a communicator.
"Identifacation." said a rough voice.
"Damnit! Stupid Klend, it's me, Varkin!" Varkin exclaimed.
"Got it, Opening warp gate 40,000 kilos from posistion." said the klend named Reman. "You got any other humans for the boss?" he asked.
"Yeah i'll be ther in a few hours." Varkin said, closing the communication array. "Hold on princess," Varkin broke down laughing as the engines ignited and took off.

Varkin looked over at Messe. "we are heading to a small uncharted piece of rock just out of Sordia." he said. "Oh and food, i got plenty of that." he punched in a switch and a dispencer let out a strange looking drink and a hotdog with all the fixings. "We willl be there in a few hours. We need to stop at Soria's eastern water front port so i can sell some entranium disks. When we get there though, dont upset any of the hosts. They are all Klends. Kinda get mad sometimes." he said.

Varkins ship landed at the port. As he and Messe leapt out, his ship went outside any tracers range. "Look for a little Norgonian that looks like he wouldn't know the difference between chocolate and orange juice." Varkin looked around the port, his hand ready to grab the fusion cutter gun on his back "It's dangerous around here. Be real careful..." he said as Messe turned Gregorian and ran to a Mk. 7 Tranin based racer.

(i is a newb, dont hurt me, go ahead and change it. i dont know wat half all the stuff in the beging said. not used to rp's lol)
Varkin watched and sighed.
"Hey," said a small grubby type voice. "You supposed to give me somethin?" the norgonian walked from the shadows.
"Messe! That's not yours! Get over here!" Varkin yelled to the tech freak. "Sorry, doing some freelance work while doing my job. Here are the disks." he handed the disks to the norgonian. Just as soon as he got his hands on the disks, he ran.
"My shinies! Hehehe!" he yelled. He fell just seconds with several burn marks on his back.
"Arsehole..." Varkin scowled. He but his fusion cutter away and grabbed the inventory, plus all the money he had. "Lets go..."

(god enough weapons?)
"Come on..." Varkin scowled, the deal was a waste. "And i still have these disks... I will call my ship to port, keep an eye out, these low lifes usally come with friends," Varkin punched something into his gauntlet. "How well can you drive an out of system ship?" he looked at Messe.

"God?! Do you ever listen?" Varkin had low patience.

Varkin looked at her and smiked. "Varkin. Black market salesman and mercenary." he looked around. His ship pulled to the port. "There it i..." just then his energy noter picked up a large amout of energy from one moving source. "Take my pistol..." He signaled Messe to grab his sidearm. He had a bad feeling about whatever was happening. What could be moving so fast? Varkin thought to himself.

After biding his time, Fargo now jumped, holding the scythe in a way so when he landed it was close to Messe's throat. "If you move you'll be minus one head." He spoke through the translator, his voice gravelly with the electronic tones.