Xeno Alliance Recruitment (iRP) ***OLD***

[Cawdor]

Jason Summers pulled back the simplistically designed, metallic chair and dropped his tablet on the table. For a second he just stood there and looked down on the slobbery burger he just got at the counter of Ames' cantine, sighed and decided to take a seat anyway. He couldn't help it. Can't be choosy without cash. He took the double decker to have his first bite. It tasted disgusting. Wrong. But he was hungry enough to cope with it. He looked out of the panorama window in front of him, chewing. Nothing but empty space. He took another bite.
It was then when three men walked in front of him, one of them taking a seat. Jason didn't look up. He knew the view was blocked anyway so there was no point.
"Hello there my beloved universal employee. How are things"
Jason could hear a smile in his words.
"So that rhino freighter out there belongs to you, I take it?"
The man made him self a little more comfortable. Putting one leg over the other, leaning his arm on the chair's backrest to sit in an angle that allowed him to look out into the void.
"You know we scanned your cargo hold before we decided to pay you a visit. Engine components. You doing good with them?"
Jason swallowed down the second bite.
"Pays ma' rent."
He took another bite with a smacking sound. Grey goo dropped off the burger that must have been a composition of fat, catchup, mayonnaise and lots of synthpaste.
"I didn't know they produce them in liberty again you know? They did produce em once. But the companies who made them went bankrupt eventually because of the competition from outside of Liberty. Left a bunch of real honest workers on the streets."
Jason was still chewing
"So?"
"So I think I want them. And your ship."
Jason didn't respond right away. He wanted to swallow the disgusting chunk of the burger first.
"You rogues?", he asked shortly before attempting to take another bite. A gooey piece of dill pickle fell on the plate. He still didn't look up.
"What if we are?"
Jason set up into an upright posture, raced with his left to his pants, pulled out a classic 44 projectile gun and smashed it on the table left to the tablet keeping his finger on the trigger; His right still holding the burger. He looked big all of a sudden.
"Den I'ma fu**ing popp ya mothafu**in' a**es. Dat's what, mothafu**ah."
Jason pulled the corners of his mouth down and looked at his opposite with his eyes wide open. The man didn't look very smart. Fleeing forehead, eyebrows grown together, eyes close to each other, big nose. The two others who stood behind the man and now hastily tried to get their guns out didn't look that intelligent either.
The criminal made a quick gesture to his now relaxing men with the hand he had leaned on the backrest. In the same motion, he got into a more serious posture him self.
"We're Xenos. At least that's what they call us. Handy word ain't it?"
The Xeno smiled. He had bad teeth.
Jason took a deep breath while leaning his head back a little without taking his sight of the Xeno's eyes, pulling the corners of his mouth even further down. Then he shrugged. He let off his gun, made his back round again while grabbing into his left pocket. He threw the bunch of keys that he took out at the Xeno. It bounced off his chest and landed in front of him: A key-card for the rhino and two keys on a ring.
Jason resumed eating. He took the next bite with another smacking sound. Again, not looking up.
The Xeno didn't really know what to make of this.
"So ... things ain't going that well, I take it."
"Fu** things.", Jason responded with a full mouth. He hastily swallowed a big chunk to have it off his tongue as soon as possible. He looked at the Xeno again.
"I ain't makin' no money with dat piece o' crap out dere anyway. You can have it. I ain't giving a sh*t. Ain't even mine. Belongs to da company now. Got drowned in dept and interest and all dat shee. Never had a chance to begin with."
He took a bite from the gooey burger again. He went on talking with a full mouth while pointing with the index finger of his right, that still held the burger, at the Xeno.
"Yo'all got it right. Ain't no sense in puttin' up with dis crap. Fu** em."
Jason had to put his chin on his chest in order to swallow. His finger was still pointing at the Xeno.
"B*tches screwed me over the moment I signed up. Never made enough to pay that damn rhino. Dem schedule be impossible. Never got a damn promotion. Instead I'm cruisin' around Sirius to haul their foreign crap. I feel like a damn flat face already. Dis be how much time I spend in motherfu**ing Kusari"
He took another bite.
"You know. I ain't getting laid cuz I'm on da lanes all the time. So when I got home, I went to a whorehouse. Told em I wanna Libertorian chick."
He swallowed
"Whore tells me ain't no one free right now only Kusarinese available. So I'm like fu**it I need to get a grip. So she brings in two Kusarinese and yo' know what dem be offerin' me?"
Jason leaned forward to the Xeno who automatically leaned forward, too. Jason whispered.
"Dem offerin' me to puke in each others moths."
Both leaned back again. Jason looking at the slightly disgusted Xenos with big eyes while nodding slowly. He shoved the rest of the burger into his mouth while still looking at the Xeno. He had problems talking because his mouth was too damn full.
"Dem be tellin' me all Libertorian whores doin' it too, ma'. Dis place be screwed ma'"
He chewed a bit.
"So Fu** dis. Fu** universal. Fu** my hole of an apartment. Fu** my dept. I ain't got sh*t anyway. Might as well start over as some ... fu**in' ... freelancer or bountyhunter or sh*t"
"So ... you know how to use a fighter?"
"Hell yeah! I'ma ace ma'" Jason said while pointing with his fingertips at him self.
The Xeno took a good look at Jason.
Jason was fat. Very fat.
"I'ma turn dis thing around."
"So you ain't the loyal type, eh?"
Jason felt offended to say the least. He put his left on his gun again, pointed with his right index finger on the Xeno.
"Yo' fu**in' with me ma'?! All I got in this world, is my balls and my word! I ain't breakin' em. For no body. You got dat, foo'?"
He took his right index finger off the Xeno's direction to randomly point at the ceiling.
"But if dem' don't keep 'em words, I'ma screw em'. An' I be hadin' to screw lot's o' people, yo. Only ones I couldn't give proper payback is fu**in' universal." he said shortly before relaxing again.
Jason licked the fat off his fingertips before using the napkin. He farted with an appreciative mien.
The Xeno looked down to his hands in which he kept spinning Jason's key-card around like he wouldn't know what to do with it. He bit on his yaw and, with a faint nod, looked at the guy behind him. The other one just rolled his eyes and shrugged while reaching into his jacket.

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