The ‘Hellhound’ Roleplay

James blinked at her, unimpressed, “You already know my qualifications, Blue.” He grumbled.

“What do you need” Atlas, bored, continues t fiddle, making small and random objects

“My names malik, and this is Dragen.” Malik said to Chase. “We were bounty hunters for a while and now we are part of his crew.” Malik pointed to James

Dragen leans against a wall looking closer at his gloves.

Chase grinned at Malik, “Well, it’s a pleasure to meetcha. I’m Chase, this is Noodles.” He followed everyone inside.

"Well, it's nice to meet you too." Malik said as he followed everyone inside.

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Dragen flips his hands over and sees a tiny looking control pad and extends one of his claws to click one of the buttons.

“Hey Hairball,” Atlas leans against Dragen, “thought I told you not to mess with that until I can scan it.”

Dragen smiles and presses the button and both the gloves break open into thousands of tiny beads and surround Atlas’s face. Dragen chuckles “Oh how I love technology.”

All of a sudden , the beads fall to the ground - deactivated. Atlas smiles and picks up a handful, “yes, it can be wonderful.”

Dragen growls, extends his claws, and whips off his sword each metal piece clinking into place.
(Annnnd now we wait for all those other kids to actually do something lol.)

“Aww. The poor baby's upset 'cause his toy isn’t working. Don’t worry. I only shut them down temporarily. Should reactivate soon.”

"Sooo, Chase, Evelyn, James. While those two play around, why don't we get down to business?" Malik said as he turned towards the three of them.

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James nodded, “Yes, good idea.” He sat down, “Blue, what’s the mission?” He asked, looking at her.

Diddo whips out from under Dragens cloak and turns into a stop sign and smacks Dragen in the face. Dragen reluctantly places his sword back into belt form and then shoots two claws straight at Atlas’ legs.

“Well, our crew has had a little run in with some people who are, lets say, *hic* not so nice. Chase and I were smuggling some slightly stolen alchohol, and we were intercepted by a terrorist cell when we passed their home planet. They wrecked our ship and our cargo. We were lucky to steal a skiff back to Tortuga, but now that we’ve regrouped we want revenge. Our plan is to infiltrate their base of operations and plant charges. Big *hic* boom equals fun payback. The only problem is that we need people. You’ll get half of the cut of our “trade”.”

Atlas calmly pulls out the claws from his legs, and places them into his satchel. “That wasn’t very nice.”

James nodded, “How much is the trade?” He asked.

Dragens ears perk up as he hears any reference to money and walks closer to the conversation. His eyes still whipping back and forth towards Atlas

“I heard murder so I’m in.” Atlas walks into the conversation, smirking at Dragen throughout.

“Wonderful! You’re all on board, no backing out, right? Because there’s one more detail I’ve yet to mention.”

James frowned deeply, “what detail?”

“The planet we’re heading to is Ska’aro.”

Dragen snarls “Might as well be a suicide mission.”

"How the heck are we even going to pull this off? Even if we manage to some how land, which I doubt, we're dead before we get of the ship. The only person who could survive a little longer is Dragen, and that's only because he's got an invisibility cloak thing." Malik says in disgust. Malik walked straight up to Evelyn, "If you're serious, which I can't believe that you would be, there has to be something else you're not telling us."

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