"Salus Omnibus"

[snowdog1717]

"Hmm? Oh, this? I made it." Said Chris holding up the gun

".50 call fullrepeating, 32 round mag high explosive shell-les rounds.
Quad barrel to keep it from over heating."

Chris pulls out the mag and hands it to Fro.

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[Osilon]

Lavinia grinned slightly, and sat up off Kane's shoulder, with a small yawn. The lights in her ears and eyes became steady again, and her eyes seemed free of most of the drunken haze. She blinked up at X, and smiled a little, still hugging Kane.

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A million dollars isn't cool. You know what is cool? A basilisk.

[lw'nafh]

X shook his head at Kane, "You do realise, that just because you want to sleep, it doesn't mean other people do?" he laughed, and knelt down next the the lounge, smiling back at Lavinia.

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вellυм ѕe ιpѕυм aleт

[Charo]

A Kusarian looking ship flies throughout the asteroids, in search of something. The ship then finds the ruined liner. A joyful voice rings through the fighter.

"Aha! I found it!"

The ship flies into the docking bay, and a few minutes later, a young woman of Maltese descent walks into the bar, her face scratched and bruised as if she just was in a fight that didn't go into her favor. She stands in the doorway, surveying the people in the bar.

"Damn...nobody I know..."

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[Fro]

Errant gently grasps the magazine, analyzing it for a moment before returning it to Chris.

Looks big enough to fit in a rifle... Got to get me one of those.

"That's one fine piece of weaponry." He says before taking a sip of his drink.

Errant stands up and exits the bar. A few minutes later he re-enters, pistol in hand.

"Got this baby out in Omega-52." He says before handing it to Chris.

[snowdog1717]

"This right here...Is a good gun...bit light for me but, you could do some damage with it partner."

Chris hands the gun back to Fro

"Boy...am I just looking for a fight"

Chris nods towards the two men who just entered the bar

"They look a bit shady...want to go and have some fun?"

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[Osilon]

Lavinia glanced over at Chris for a moment, before hugging Kane again for a moment with a grin, her hair running lightly across Kane's neck as she does. "So warm..." She muttered, still slightly drunk.

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A million dollars isn't cool. You know what is cool? A basilisk.

[Fro]

Errant holsters his weapon, downing the rest of his glass. He slams it on the table and looks toward the strangers.

Wonder... what's their story...

"What you thinking?" He asks Chris.

The thirst...

[Death.RunningVerminator]

The two men saw the strange man looking at him weird, and one stared back while the other went closer towards the group that was sleeping, but not close enough to be noticed. He began to stare at the two strange creatures. The pilot at the table continued to stare at the strange man, but his smile could not be seen underneath his cloak.

[snowdog1717]

Chris grabs his gun and walks with Fro towards the men with the dark cloaks.

"I'm thinking I'm going to get that fight I wanted"

Chris' black and gold eyes burn into one of the men, his tail flicking back and forth in anticapation, ears flat against his lupine head.

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