Oltu, lastly, walks into the cargo hold where the rest of the group had convened, refreshed from his meditation, he started the briefing for their job.
"I would imagine that some of you know, but some of the gangs that live of Old Earth are lead by people that live on New Earth, particularly the Jerupe gang of southern Asia. Their leader has informed us that a rival gang, the Kaghern gang, has stolen a priceless tasilman from his gang. We are going to go to Old Earth, invade the Kaghern gang's territory, retrieve the talisman and return it the Jerupe gang, in which money should be in exchange," Oltu finished informing the group, "We should be there within a matter of hours, so make yourself at home."
Oltu walks over to a radio that is hanging from the wall and picks it up, holding down the button, "Dorf, we're ready for take off. Destination: Southern Asia, territories of the Kaghern gang," Oltu's voice crackled over the intercom as he set the radio back onto the reciever.
Hopefully everything will go well on this job. Some of these people seem like they're not too experienced. I hope the good will out weigh the bad, Oltu thought to himself as he walked to the cockpit of the ship to help Dorf navigate their journey to Old Earth.
"Alright then..." Oltu said slightly shocked at a mental visual of the scene Venom had described, "Well, it's been a hectic day, so I'm going to go onboard and meditate to recover some strength."
Oltu turns to Dorf and gives him a quick nod, "Come get me when we're ready to leave. Nice seeing you again, Venom," Oltu says turning to Venom, "Hopefully I won't have to fight someone for my room, they're looking around the ship."
Oltu turned and walked into the ship, headed for his room, awaiting take off.
Venom... my coma... Oltu thought to himself as flashbacks of hazy events flashed before his eyes.
"...Venom..." Oltu said aloud remembering the past, "I remember you now. You always were a good student. I remember hearing about my coma, but they never told me what happened. And how is your sister now-a-days?" Oltu asked reliefed by a familiar face.
Oltu arrived at their ship alongside Dorf with the rest of their newly found group of bounty hunters. Dorf and Oltu stopped outside the ship as Dorf instructed all of the new members to head inside, if they were still interested. A few of the member quickly made their way into the ship followed with idle chatter. Oltu noticed another person who had followed the group, but had not been at the bar when everyone else was. The person made their way onto he ship, followed by a mechincal scorpion who clattered on board also. I've seen that person before, and that scorpion. But where? Oltu pondered to himself.
"Wow Oltu, your reputation precedes you. There is no way we would have had this good of a turn out if your name wasn't on that poster," Dorf whispered to Oltu, snapping him out of his daydream.
"Apparently so, Dorf. And it looks as though we're going to have a good group of hired hands around us," Oltu whispers back as the mysterious person from before he approaches them.
"Hey, you two, do you know whe..." the man asks, looking strangely at Oltu, "Oltu, how's everything been? Are you two the recruiters?"
"Good..." Oltu replies, "I'm sorry, friend, but I do not recall who you are. But yes, we are the recruiters, how can we help you... come to think of it, I don't know your name."
Oltu walked about the commissary looking for better places to hang their posters. With one post left Oltu walked up small wooden food stand. He unrolled the poster and two metal spikes levitated out of his bag. One drove itself into the top of the poster and the other into the bottom. Oltu gave the poster a quick review before turning away to make his way back to the bar where Dorf awaited his return.
Oltu arrived at the courtyard where the bar is located as a Troskcavar was being carried out of the bar by two of his gamads. What is going on in there, Oltu thought to himself. Oltu slowly approached the bar giving it a quick look over. As no threat was made, Oltu walked into the bar and up to Dorf, who was sitting a table. He sat down in the chair next to Dorf, noticing that Dorf's arms had teeth marks in them, some bleeding.
"Dorf, must you always cause trouble. Hopefully we can still get some good heads for our team," Oltu said to him, placing his arms on the table, waiting for peope to arrive.
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"I would imagine that some of you know, but some of the gangs that live of Old Earth are lead by people that live on New Earth, particularly the Jerupe gang of southern Asia. Their leader has informed us that a rival gang, the Kaghern gang, has stolen a priceless tasilman from his gang. We are going to go to Old Earth, invade the Kaghern gang's territory, retrieve the talisman and return it the Jerupe gang, in which money should be in exchange," Oltu finished informing the group, "We should be there within a matter of hours, so make yourself at home."
Oltu walks over to a radio that is hanging from the wall and picks it up, holding down the button, "Dorf, we're ready for take off. Destination: Southern Asia, territories of the Kaghern gang," Oltu's voice crackled over the intercom as he set the radio back onto the reciever.
Hopefully everything will go well on this job. Some of these people seem like they're not too experienced. I hope the good will out weigh the bad, Oltu thought to himself as he walked to the cockpit of the ship to help Dorf navigate their journey to Old Earth.
Oltu turns to Dorf and gives him a quick nod, "Come get me when we're ready to leave. Nice seeing you again, Venom," Oltu says turning to Venom, "Hopefully I won't have to fight someone for my room, they're looking around the ship."
Oltu turned and walked into the ship, headed for his room, awaiting take off.
"...Venom..." Oltu said aloud remembering the past, "I remember you now. You always were a good student. I remember hearing about my coma, but they never told me what happened. And how is your sister now-a-days?" Oltu asked reliefed by a familiar face.
"Wow Oltu, your reputation precedes you. There is no way we would have had this good of a turn out if your name wasn't on that poster," Dorf whispered to Oltu, snapping him out of his daydream.
"Apparently so, Dorf. And it looks as though we're going to have a good group of hired hands around us," Oltu whispers back as the mysterious person from before he approaches them.
"Hey, you two, do you know whe..." the man asks, looking strangely at Oltu, "Oltu, how's everything been? Are you two the recruiters?"
"Good..." Oltu replies, "I'm sorry, friend, but I do not recall who you are. But yes, we are the recruiters, how can we help you... come to think of it, I don't know your name."
Oltu arrived at the courtyard where the bar is located as a Troskcavar was being carried out of the bar by two of his gamads. What is going on in there, Oltu thought to himself. Oltu slowly approached the bar giving it a quick look over. As no threat was made, Oltu walked into the bar and up to Dorf, who was sitting a table. He sat down in the chair next to Dorf, noticing that Dorf's arms had teeth marks in them, some bleeding.
"Dorf, must you always cause trouble. Hopefully we can still get some good heads for our team," Oltu said to him, placing his arms on the table, waiting for peope to arrive.