Starchasers

"What?" Piper looks at her gun. "This? Oh, you and your muscles can relax, Sporty. You really think if I were threatenin' ya, I wouldn't just say so, much as I run my gob? It's just a tic, yeah? Gotta move my hands somehow when I'm talkin'. Otherwise I'd look stiff as a board. Kinda like you. Whatever. I mean, is all good, i'nnit? Long as ya don't look like a bleeder's gonna cheat me, we've got no problems at all. So. 50/50. Come on? Smile nice 'n' happy for the nice bucket head, here."

Jack narrowed his eyes. "Fine, but only because I like you and that's a rare trait." He said before looking at the Centurion. "Deposit the credits."

"Doing it now." The Centurion said. "Dr. Hexol come with us."

Dr. Hexol nodded and looked at Jack and Piper. "You two are quite insane aren't you?"

"Of course. If I wasn't, I'd be dead," Piper says, opening her holo dex to confirm the transfer. "And there it goes."

Jack looked over at Dover and Victoria. "Feel free to hang around the ship, I'm gonna go do a bit of spending with my reward money."

Piper leans against a railing, her arms crossed. "Dexter, galaxy map."

RIGHT AWAY, MISS DUGAN. Piper's Holodex pulls up a detailed map of the cosmos.

"Hm... where to go, next..."

"Hold on, we've got another contract for you lot if you're interested." The Centurion said.

"Oh?" Piper says, closing the map and placing her hands on her hips. "Well? Come on, out with it, bucket head bobby!"

"We need you to locate and destroy the weapons research facility that is trying to continue Dr. Hexol's work."

"Is that right? Sure, that could work. Maybe. Credits?" Piper says.

"1 Billion credits, each." The Centurion said. "This weapon needs to never see that light of day."

"Crikey!" Piper shouts. "A-all right, uh... Yeah. Should be a riot. I'm not daft enough to pass that up, yeah? You lot aren't the dodgy sort, so I'll go along with it. For that number, I'll go along on... no... no, you probably wouldn't know what that is. Hm." Piper holds her hand to her chin, thinking further on this new train of thought that's distracted her so.

"There is little difference between the two" Peter said "just a final adjustment and I'm done anyway. By the way, what are the others doing?"


"Give me a ship and I'll take the two young ones back to earth" Dover said "and we'll take care of your wmd problem on the way."

"I mean I can drop you guys off after the job if you're gonna take it." Jack said. "Might as well car pool right?"

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"They are with the Nova Corps receiving payment for the last job." Daniels said.

"Why not" Dover shrugged

"Thank you" Peter said going back to finishing his work

"So c'mon, c'mon. Let's go blow up a death weapon, yeah?" Piper says. She pauses for a moment. "Oh, but first I should upgrade my gear. Haven't had a chance in a whole 24 hours."

"I'm gonna go re stock the ship." Jack said. "I'll meet you guys back there in like 15 minutes."

"I think I'll go have a look around" Dover said

"Off I go to buy me some junk and upgrade my gear," Piper says, zipping off in an FTL Jump.

"I'll go with you.", Victoria said and followed Dover.

"If you insist" Dover shrugged.

Jack headed to market in the city.

Piper returns to the workshop aboard the ship, where she gets to work upgrading her FTL Gear. "Okay, tweak that, calibrate this, fiddle with these, a little jiggery-pokery here... aaand... that'll do it!" she says.

"Are you sure that's all it'll take" Peter asked from the corner of the shop

Victoria gazed around curiously and she took a turn, heading towards the large city market.

Dover followed Victoria to the market place looking around