Planet Nepleslia - Upper Atmosphere - Night
The dark canvas of space slowly started to be replaced with the orange-ish, smog covered atmosphere of the most populated planet in the sector, as soon as the shuttle broke the thick smog cover, the many lights of the Megalopolis that was funky city appeared into view, as well as the incessant traffic from all different sizes of spaceships coming to and fro from the planet.
The transatmospheric shuttle followed the pre-arranged approach vector, veering away from the larger, kilometer large landing platforms and onto a set of several small hangars adjacent to the port. The pilot, still clad in her Styrling Everyday vest and back in her heavy and baggy clothing, started to bring the craft down on one of the hangars that still had its top cover open.
"We're approaching the destination," Amelia said, looking to her side at the other occupant of the shuttle as she extended the landing struts and set down between some large military supply crates next to the medium sized Cargo Runner that also occupied the hangar. The shuttle came to a stop with a lurch as the suspension of the struts hit the metal deck; not a second later, the pilot already started to spin down the engines and shut the shuttle systems off.
Amanozako leaned back in her seat, her feet up on the consol in front of her and her fingers laced behind her head. "Nepleslia at last" she commented, looking out the windows at the view beyond, wrinkling her nose as she did so. "The air is pretty dirty here" she added, noting all the smog.
"Yep," the Nepleslian girl agreed. She was already unzipping the jacket and removing it once she felt the hot air of the planet start to creep into the once-cool interior of the shuttle. "I'll finish doing things here, you can go ahead," Amelia added, flipping a couple of switches on the shuttle's dashboard.
The neko nodded as she got to her feet, stretching her arms and grabbing her jacket, slippig it on. "Suit yourself" she commented as she went to the aft compartment, prompting Amelia to give the same mock salute she always did as she kept on working on the shuttle.
Out of the shuttle, Amanozako could notice that the hangar was very similar to the one on Delsauria, with the exception that the Iron Ferret looked more hand-me-down than it had ever done. The top of the hangar slowly closed, allowing the air conditioning units inside it to once again bring the temperature to a cooler level, but still retaining the same smell of charred ash from the city's pollution as before.
The front of the cargo runner was currently facing the neko, and it was possible for her to see that a small clearing had been set between the supply crates. The outside lights of the starship were turned on, illuminating a single, waist-high stack of crates in the middle, which were still empty, but obviously looked like they had a purpose to serve. There also wasn't anyone around at the time, either.
"Where is everyone?" Amanozako sent to Amelia's comm via her built in wireless. She advanced more slowly on the battered ship, her hand almost casually resting on the grip of her right HHG.
"They should be either in the ship or arriving soon," Amelia answered as if she had quickly scrambled over to get her headset. As if on a cue, the access ramp of the ship sarted to slide down with the hill of hydraulics, and an armored boot stepped on the sloped surface with a clang even before the ramp had fully lowered. When the second foot followed it, Desmond lowered into the neko's view, already clad in the custom armor he had commissioned, but with the helmet clipped to his belt at one side. The bounty hunter was holding a cardboard box in front of him, which was brimming with some rolled papers.
The Nepleslian stared at the neko for a few seconds, before breaking a very quick smile. "Hey," he said. "Just in time."
"Nice to see a familiar face" Amanozako smiled at Desmond, relaxing and walking up to the ramp. "Long time no see" she added.
"I hope you're ready for the next job, since you've been away for a while," he said to the neko, shifting the box so that it was cradled between his arm and the side of his body as he walked down the ramp to meet the neko, using the freed arm to embrace her.
"I'm always ready" she replied, crossing her arms. "What's in the box?" she asked and slide into the embrace, wrapping both her arms about him and holding on for a while..
Desmond started to walk again. "Blueprints for the place we're hitting, every other data is digital," he said, all businesslike once again and continued to move towards the makeshift table under the ship's bright lights.
"Well, that should be fun" she said, walking along with him, her arm draped about him. The Nepleslian grunted in reply, setting the box down on the stack of boxes, but not removing any of the contents.
"They should be here in a few minutes," he said, opening some of the blueprints and laying them on top of the boxes as he waited for the other bounty hunters to appear.
Amaonzako nodded. "Good" she said and took a candy bar out of her coat pocket, opened it and took a bite.
The dark canvas of space slowly started to be replaced with the orange-ish, smog covered atmosphere of the most populated planet in the sector, as soon as the shuttle broke the thick smog cover, the many lights of the Megalopolis that was funky city appeared into view, as well as the incessant traffic from all different sizes of spaceships coming to and fro from the planet.
The transatmospheric shuttle followed the pre-arranged approach vector, veering away from the larger, kilometer large landing platforms and onto a set of several small hangars adjacent to the port. The pilot, still clad in her Styrling Everyday vest and back in her heavy and baggy clothing, started to bring the craft down on one of the hangars that still had its top cover open.
"We're approaching the destination," Amelia said, looking to her side at the other occupant of the shuttle as she extended the landing struts and set down between some large military supply crates next to the medium sized Cargo Runner that also occupied the hangar. The shuttle came to a stop with a lurch as the suspension of the struts hit the metal deck; not a second later, the pilot already started to spin down the engines and shut the shuttle systems off.
Amanozako leaned back in her seat, her feet up on the consol in front of her and her fingers laced behind her head. "Nepleslia at last" she commented, looking out the windows at the view beyond, wrinkling her nose as she did so. "The air is pretty dirty here" she added, noting all the smog.
"Yep," the Nepleslian girl agreed. She was already unzipping the jacket and removing it once she felt the hot air of the planet start to creep into the once-cool interior of the shuttle. "I'll finish doing things here, you can go ahead," Amelia added, flipping a couple of switches on the shuttle's dashboard.
The neko nodded as she got to her feet, stretching her arms and grabbing her jacket, slippig it on. "Suit yourself" she commented as she went to the aft compartment, prompting Amelia to give the same mock salute she always did as she kept on working on the shuttle.
Out of the shuttle, Amanozako could notice that the hangar was very similar to the one on Delsauria, with the exception that the Iron Ferret looked more hand-me-down than it had ever done. The top of the hangar slowly closed, allowing the air conditioning units inside it to once again bring the temperature to a cooler level, but still retaining the same smell of charred ash from the city's pollution as before.
The front of the cargo runner was currently facing the neko, and it was possible for her to see that a small clearing had been set between the supply crates. The outside lights of the starship were turned on, illuminating a single, waist-high stack of crates in the middle, which were still empty, but obviously looked like they had a purpose to serve. There also wasn't anyone around at the time, either.
"Where is everyone?" Amanozako sent to Amelia's comm via her built in wireless. She advanced more slowly on the battered ship, her hand almost casually resting on the grip of her right HHG.
"They should be either in the ship or arriving soon," Amelia answered as if she had quickly scrambled over to get her headset. As if on a cue, the access ramp of the ship sarted to slide down with the hill of hydraulics, and an armored boot stepped on the sloped surface with a clang even before the ramp had fully lowered. When the second foot followed it, Desmond lowered into the neko's view, already clad in the custom armor he had commissioned, but with the helmet clipped to his belt at one side. The bounty hunter was holding a cardboard box in front of him, which was brimming with some rolled papers.
The Nepleslian stared at the neko for a few seconds, before breaking a very quick smile. "Hey," he said. "Just in time."
"Nice to see a familiar face" Amanozako smiled at Desmond, relaxing and walking up to the ramp. "Long time no see" she added.
"I hope you're ready for the next job, since you've been away for a while," he said to the neko, shifting the box so that it was cradled between his arm and the side of his body as he walked down the ramp to meet the neko, using the freed arm to embrace her.
"I'm always ready" she replied, crossing her arms. "What's in the box?" she asked and slide into the embrace, wrapping both her arms about him and holding on for a while..
Desmond started to walk again. "Blueprints for the place we're hitting, every other data is digital," he said, all businesslike once again and continued to move towards the makeshift table under the ship's bright lights.
"Well, that should be fun" she said, walking along with him, her arm draped about him. The Nepleslian grunted in reply, setting the box down on the stack of boxes, but not removing any of the contents.
"They should be here in a few minutes," he said, opening some of the blueprints and laying them on top of the boxes as he waited for the other bounty hunters to appear.
Amaonzako nodded. "Good" she said and took a candy bar out of her coat pocket, opened it and took a bite.