Haken: ok then
-Haken has some fresh targets appear-
Let's do this Josh
-He loads his longtomb and opens fire on his target-
Firing Range
(Joshua also opens fire on his target. In comparison to Haken, he's focused, but a little shaky. Will it work?)
Maxwell: *Comes into the firing range, Warhawk revolver holstered on his hip.*
-once the shooting is over it looks like Joshua has won the round-
Haken: Heh, looks like you beat me this round Josh.
-Haken smiles a bit-
I'll buy you a drink next time we find a good bar.
Firing Range
Joshua: Thanks, Haken...
(Joshua smiles at Haken. He waves at Maxwell.)
Maxwell: *Waves to Haken and Joshua.*
Firing Range
Joshua: @Maxwell: ...Hey, Max. How's it going?
-Haken gives a small wave hello to Maxwell before emptying the depleted shells from his revolver-
Space
-And eventualy with a crack, serenity leaves warp-
Damir: -attempts to speak his time period-
-this gets drowned out by the crack of Serenity leaving warp-
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."Blues: Well, party over.
Haken: hmmmm, guess something is going down now
-he holsters longtomb-
Samus: Shame. Lasted a little longer than the last one did, at least.
We Are Our Avatars Forever (Now on Discord by invitation, PM)Maxwell: *Gives a small nod. Has felt the warp jump.*
Blues: Yeah.
-Sits back at her station-
Samus:-Puts down bottles and takes a look at where they are now-
We Are Our Avatars Forever (Now on Discord by invitation, PM)-Well from the veiw screens-
Maxwell: *He goes to check out the nearby window, taking a good look of the new universe.*
"....."
-Damir shakes his head in a vain attempt to sober up-
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."Blues: -On Comms- Fleet control, this is the HMS POJ, requesting permission to approach and orbit.
(Joshua looks at the view screen.)
Joshua: Geeze! That fleet is enormous!
Ship
-There is no windows, windows pose a structural weakness-
-Every thing is moniters-
Coms
??? : Are you the mercenaries?
Blues: That's an affirmative, fleet control.
Samus:-Seems just barely impressed as she watches the monitors-
We Are Our Avatars Forever (Now on Discord by invitation, PM)
Blues: Man, when are you from?