ShotJon
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Kendra waited in the wardroom. She waited for her new crew to show up. As soon as she could get out of the bed after her injury, she looked for some work. Nicholas was busy digging info on the token-gang after all. Kendra wanted a job that will make them money and make them look better to planet authorities. No one likes mad dogs after all. And finally she found one.
Her eyes went to the man sitting next to her. He was a bit gruff, quite round man who needed as have. Generally though he looked fairly non-specific. Just a guy in a coat smoking a cigar. The man did pay attention to her either. Kendra's sensitive nose wanted him gone already, but he was the one with the job. As such she could not toss the sweaty man out just yet.
The snake-girl sighed hoping that the others arrive soon so they could get underway and leave the smelly behind. The sight got a bit batter as Ellie, one of the saved starliner attendants brought a tray full of glass which were ruled over by a big bottle of scotch.
"Thanks Ellie," Kendra said with a smile and wondered how hard would it be to get the tall blonde dance for them at a pole. It was really what the wardroom needed.
"Yer people shure are takin' their fuckin' sweet time." Smelly said with a grunt. He poured himself full glass and downed it one go. It seemed he and Scotch were old friends.
"Ah they will get here. Hold your horses and just wait." Kendra shot back at him.
"Whatevers," Smelly replied, pouring himself second drink.
Her eyes went to the man sitting next to her. He was a bit gruff, quite round man who needed as have. Generally though he looked fairly non-specific. Just a guy in a coat smoking a cigar. The man did pay attention to her either. Kendra's sensitive nose wanted him gone already, but he was the one with the job. As such she could not toss the sweaty man out just yet.
The snake-girl sighed hoping that the others arrive soon so they could get underway and leave the smelly behind. The sight got a bit batter as Ellie, one of the saved starliner attendants brought a tray full of glass which were ruled over by a big bottle of scotch.
"Thanks Ellie," Kendra said with a smile and wondered how hard would it be to get the tall blonde dance for them at a pole. It was really what the wardroom needed.
"Yer people shure are takin' their fuckin' sweet time." Smelly said with a grunt. He poured himself full glass and downed it one go. It seemed he and Scotch were old friends.
"Ah they will get here. Hold your horses and just wait." Kendra shot back at him.
"Whatevers," Smelly replied, pouring himself second drink.