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The aramathi moved passed the group, chuckling and nodding his head to Ingwe. The two would get a few stares from passers by and other shop keepers. Some wouldn't realize that Ingwe wasn't a known species, but some did. Very few actually cared. They either shook their heads in disbelief or...

Shaar-Jo kept walking towards the exit. The two had to go through the bottom floor and walk towards the front of the ship for the exit. It was a bit of a walk, the freighter was a little large for its class and had lots of space. He looked over at Ingwe and gave a shrug, "It was near by, and I...

Shaar-Jo looked over at the woman as he finished putting magazines in the front pouches of the carrier. Then sliding the highly customized pistol into the side holster for it. The pistol looked of human design and had a muzzle brake on the end to lengthen the barrel and direct gases as well as...

Shaar nodded. He unclipped the folding stock from the rest of the rifle and slid it to her. Taking another and then taking a magazine, showing her how to load it, "Safety is on the side. One down is full auto, two down is semi-auto, top is safe. Angle the magazine tip first and rock the rest...

The Aramathi made sure that only good gear was being used. Getting a plate carrier for her torso and making sure a trauma plate was installed in the front and back as well as matching up the torso and lower parts of the outfit. Uniformity made for a bit of intimidation. He looked to Ingwe and...

Shaar thought for a moment and then got up out of his seat. He gestured for the woman to follow him. He moved back towards the rear of the bridge and out the door before taking an mediate right. Taking her into the armory and looking around for some tactical gear, "What about your side arm? Does...

The panther nodded and looked back towards Ingwe. He sipped the cup of coffee and set it back down onto the cup holder next to the seat, "We are, just going through landing. What about that armor you had? Is that stuff wearable? Because I'm certainly not showing up while wearing shorts and a...

Shaar-Jo managed to get himself a new pot for the bridge, having cleaned up a bit of the mess that was left from earlier. Satisfied with his coffee he say at the navigation panel and took manual control of the ship as they approached the station. He hit a few switches on the side panel and...

((Gonna time skip ahead a bit if thats okay with you?))

Shaar-Jo checked his heading. One system over, some station in orbit around a gas giant that had a ring. Fairly well hidden for those who wouldn't know where to look for it. Given, he had been there a few times, "Its a black listed station. We'll need to be careful. The only laws here is what...

The aramathi chuckled at the interaction of the two. Shaking his head and turning in his seat to face out towards the front of the ship. Mostly watching where they were going. He checked on the navigation panel and made sure the group was going in the proper direction, "Alright alright. Its...

Shaar-Jo blinked a number of times as this was explained to him. He shook his head while still retaining the very confused look. He gave a bit of a chuckle and shook his head, "I've never heard of any of those. I'm an Aramathi. Maybe thats a language thing, but you did describe us fairly well...

Shaar-Jo blinked a few times at the names. What was a Naa'man? Even more so, was his name mispronounced by a robot? He blinks a few times and shakes his head. Letting out another sigh, "Alright...well...the ship is bio-metrically linked to me. No me, no ship. You also won't find black markets on...

The man nodded his head as he was listening. He rubbed his chin and reached up and rubbed his face. This was a whole lot for something that was well above his position. What was he supposed to do now? He could just turn her over to the republic, perhaps they would want the information and even...

The Aramathi had heard first, but he wanted to make sure the two had the same story. Mostly for a bit of seeing if one was lying. Though, they seemed to have everything together. So either the two were telling the truth or they had their story straight. Either that or some sort of neural link...

The calling him high and mighty gave him a bit of a smirk. He certainly was at this moment. He was hopefully going to get away with being the man in power despite having a handgun aimed at him. It was quite a relief when she dropped the gun, but he didn't mention anything. Instead he sat back...

The panther looked on as he listened to the information being told. He reached up to rub his face. At least he wasn't missing out on any grand politics involving different empires. It was certainly something odd that he wished he had gotten a bit more interest in. He was listening at least until...

The aramathi looked at the screen and watched as the navigation panel was manipulated with. He gave a strange look to the AI as he raised a brow. He shook his head and leaned back in the seat. He held up his hands and guestured to to the robot to slow down, "Hold on hold on. You're going to tell...

((This character is a soldier turned pilot turned privateer. He's probably going to be super confused.)) Shaar-Jo blinked a few times at the robot and shook his head. Wondering what the machine was talking about. The robot was smarter than him. He shrugged and shook his head not really knowing...

Shaar-Jo blinked a few times and nodded his head. He let out a bit of a sigh and shrugged as he plotted a new course. The ship probably turned in FTL but they wouldn't really feel that inside of the ship. The Panther nodded his head and turned towards the robot and leaned forward a bit...