[center [size20 [u Bang, Bang. You're Dead.]]]
[center [size15 [i A tale about a Space Cowboy and his rag tag team of misfits that collect bounties to hopefully get food in their bellies for another day. Life as a bounty hunter isn't as glamorous and great as one would think it is. It's a hard life, hoping you get enough to get food to keep yourself from starving. Even though our Space Cowboy, [u Maverick] is an elite bounty hunter, he still sometimes struggles to get by.]]]
[center [size15 [i In 2071, roughly fifty years after an accident with a hyperspace gateway made the Earth almost uninhabitable, humanity has colonized most of the rocky planets and moons of the Solar System. Amid a rising crime rate, the Inter Solar System Police (ISSP) set up a legalized contract system, in which registered bounty hunters chase criminals and bring them in alive in return for a reward.]]]
[center [size15 [i The original crew are Maverick Aspen, an exiled hitman for a powerful organization, and his partner Randy Watson, a former ISSP officer. Maverick and Randy have dealt with some major problems in their journey, the team get involved in disastrous mishaps leaving them out of pocket, while often confronting faces and events from their past: these include Randy's reasons for leaving the ISSP, and Maverick keeping himself as low as a bounty hunter can from the eyes of his former employers. For now, they keep to themselves on board their large ship named the [u Rocket Queen]]]
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[center [size15 [i Maverick's previous line of work consisted of being a professional hitman, which is why he is considered and elitest among his fellow bounty hunter peers. Even though he may be considered young, around the age of 30, he has been in business of killing people since he was around 15 years old. He was taken under the wing of a man named Naru Kagamai. A man that ran a multi-million dollar company that had pushed Earth to where it could no longer be livable, but no one knows that, but Maverick. Naru had many people that he wanted dead and guess who did that for him? You guessed it, it was young Maverick Aspens, the young, professional killer. By the time he reached the age of being aware of how bad his actions where, Maverick was stuck and felt like he could never leave until he met Randy, who helped him escape.]]
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[center [size15 [i Maverick couldn't live under the radar of Naru Kagamai for very long, especially now that he was a top tier bounty hunter. He couldn't live in a peaceful life no more. He was stuck on the run once again. Flittering through space, from one planet, to another. He never felt safe anymore. What was Maverick to do? He hadn't a single idea, neither did his friend, Randy.]]]
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[center Everything around Freya, for a moment, went quiet, her eyes widening as finally a face appeared on the screen she was watching. It was hard not to recognize the man in all his glory. He was stout but muscular with a large pig nose and hollow eyes. Freya huffed, her eyes now flashing towards the ground. She pressed the memory bubbling up down, not ready to think about all the things she had done in that... Cage.
[#808080 [i Seriously? Why the fuck did they send him, of all people? ] ] Ef really wasn't asking Freya. In fact, they both knew why he was there. He was probably one of the people most interested in Freya. He was fascinated with the spectacle that was Freya, both mentally and sexually. He tried so hard to always be around her, so much so that even the other slavers felt uncomfortable enough to have him removed from the area she was in.
Freya turned to Maverick, her eyes dark and determined. She listened as she spoke and quickly nodded, fliching at the word [i innocent]. [#6495ED "I am sure. That's..." ] Freya didn't look back at the screen, but instead looked at Randy. [#6495ED "We just called him Piggy. Not very original, but... If the shoe fits..." ]
[#808080 [i My shoe is going to fit down his ass. ] ] Ef was riled up, causing Freya's left hand to shake slightly. Freya tightened her grip, nails yet again digging into the skin of her palm.
[center [size12 Maverick sat down across from Randy, the television was on in front of them. Maverick was focused in on the information and finally the face. A gritty man, which made him comically gag before Randy delivered a swift smack to his arm before saying, [i [#778899 "take this serious. Its one of the slavers, that had been spotted in the area. We happened to be floating over Lapua right now, that's probably why he's there. Looking for the girl."]] Maverick straightened up before nodding. [i [#FF0000 "Well, that means we definitely need to take care of him. We can't let them take back Freya, right?"]] Maverick was growing a bit more passionate about taking out these slavers. Not only was he getting paid, but he was also protecting a girl in the process. Two birds, one stone.]]
[center [size12 Maverick then turned his attention towards Freya, who had offered to help. It was a unnerving thought of her helping, but she could be of good use. She could act as bait to lure the Slaver to them. But at the same time, it did make Maverick want to tell her to stay on the ship. If that kind of plan were to fail, Freya could be taken back to Arqsu and Maverick would never forgive himself for letting that even be a possibility.]]
[center [size12 [i [#FF0000 "We're dealing with the same kind of slavers that you just ran away from. Are you sure you want to help?"]] Maverick asked before standing up. [i [#FF0000 "If you did, we might could use you as bait. We need to take you shopping anyway, so maybe you and I could go around the town square there, buy you some new clothes, and we could capture that son of a bitch and turn him in for the horrible things he has done to not only you, but a ton of other innocent people,"]] Maverick was still scared though. It made him nervous even leaving Freya alone in the ship if him and Randy were to take care of this creep their selves.]]
[center Freya's grey eyes followed Maverick as he finally awoke, her heart fluttering against her chest. Every movement he made caused an uneasiness in her stomach that she had never felt before. She wasn't scared, but she was still on guard. [#6495ED [i What is this feeling? ] ]
[#808080 [i Get over yourself, you fucking spaz. ] ] Ef groaned in the back of her head. Freya shook, her eyes not leaving the man.
[#6495ED "It's okay, it was nice-" ] Her face reddened before she once again shook her head, [#6495ED "I was usually in a bed with two others at Arqsu, so this was nice."] Freya sat up slowly, her body begging her to just stay still. She rubbed her eyes before letting out a small sigh and stretching her body slightly. Her eyes darted to the door, where Randy sat. She listened closely, almost forgetting that Randy even existed in the first place. [#6495ED [i A bounty? ] ]
Freya was shocked by the kiss on her forehead, her entire face turning into a frazzled look. The last time she was kissed it was not consensual, and she couldn't help but compare the time to now. Maverick was so soft, kind.
[size15 [#FF0000 "I'm not scared of you. Just remember that." ] ]
[#6495ED [i How? How is he not running from me? How is he okay with this? ] ] Freya asked herself, following after Maverick slowly.
[#6495ED "I wish to help in any way I can," ] Freya spoke up when she finally entered the room, her eyes plastered on the screen that was showing different details about the situation. She had no idea where this Lapua was and was still unsure of what a bounty hunter really was. [#6495ED "I owe you my life." ]
[#808080 [i He'll owe you his. ] ]
[center [size12 Maverick was a very cuddly person when he slept. Randy and Maverick have shared a bed many times before this and some how, Maverick is completely sprawled out, hugging Randy as close as possible. Though, Randy doesn't mind. He actually was okay with it since Maverick was a pretty fucked up human being and found comfort in it. Maverick was rarely a touchy person, but his mind, when he could not control it, did as it pleased and that meant cuddles in the middle of his sleep with anyone, who was near.]]
[center [size12 Maverick woke up, groggy as usual. His body ached and he wanted to cry out. Maverick was in constantly pain, though he made sure not to show it. What would a bounty hunter be if he constantly showed pain. He sat up slowly, but stopped when he realized who was next to him. He tilted his head and remembered what had happened hours ago. He felt tightness around his throat and coughed dryly before smiling at the blue haired woman.]]
[center [size12 Maverick rubbed the sleep from his eyes and sighed. [i [#FF0000 "Did you sleep well? I, um, didn't mean to be so close to you,"]] Maverick was being awkward again. He sat up fully and stretched. His torso almost appeared to grow an extra foot before he finished stretched and returned back to his normal posture. Slumped over and looking tired, like he always was tired, but he looked even more tired all the time.]]
[center [size12 Carefully, Maverick stood up when he heard Randy opening the door. He gave a tired smile towards his friend. [i [#778899 "You two okay? It's been a few hours and I haven't heard anything from either one of you,"]] Randy asked, concerned as usual. He looked between Maverick and the blue haired girl. [i [#FF0000 "Yeah, we both just passed out,"]] Maverick shrugged. Randy knew Maverick and knew that he wouldn't do anything that would cross the line, so he just nodded at him. [i [#778899 "We have a bounty. It's on Lapua,"]] Randy motioned for Maverick to follow him.]]
[center [size12 [i [#FF0000 "Oh yeah. Forgot that I have a job to do, oops,"]] Maverick chuckled before looking back at Freya. He waited for Randy to leave the room before turning his complete attention on her. He sighed softly before leaning down. He kissed her forehead gently, [i [#FF0000 "I'm not scared of you. Just remember that."]] He assured her before pushing his hands into his pockets and casually walked out of the room and back into the living room, where their television was on and it was speaking about the information on the next bounty.]]
[center Freya didn't hear a word Maverick said after closing her eyes, falling into a deep and dark slumber.
Freya never dreamed, not really. Instead, nightmares swarmed her mind, forcing her to live in twisted versions of reality. In her current nightmare, she sat in the middle of a room, her vision blurry. Instead of actual voices she heard gargling and spitting, as if someone was drowning in their own spit. Or blood. A small laugh started to burst through the room, and Freya recognized it immediately. It was her own. Soon Freya realized she was not sitting in the middle of the room, anymore, but laying in a pool of blood. Her vision finally came back and... Bodies, bodies were everywhere.
[#6495ED "No, what did I do? What did I do?"]
The night went by fast despite the constant nightmares, and Freya didn't wake up once. Her body craved sleep so that's what she did, unaware of Maverick beside her. When her eyes finally fluttered open she was face-to-face with a sleeping Maverick. His arms were softly wrapped around her, their faces inches away from touching. She blinked, studying the features of his face carefully. He looked at peace, almost like an angel. Well, if an angel had poofy hair and scars across its body. Her cheeks started to redden as she continued to stare, bewildered by the man in front of her. Freya had not noticed how good looking he really was.
[#808080 [i 'Get the over your self. You're so fucking lucky he didn't strangle you in your sleep.' ]]
Freya sighed, knowing it was the exact opposite. [i [#6495ED 'I'm lucky you didn't strangle him in his sleep.' ] ]
[center [size12 Of course Maverick wasn't extremely terrified of this girl. He had the strength against her. He could end her life in a mere second, but he wouldn't dare do that. Maverick had lived his own life of horrible things and had his own demons. This girl was a tiny problem among everything that has happened to him. He wouldn't dare to ever fear her. He's been left in a pool of his own blood before when he was attacked. Left for death and when Randy realized what happened, he would come and pick poor Maverick up and help him back home.]]
[center [size12 Maverick sat there and listened to the girl, even though it was hard to concentrate with her head in his lap. His heart was beating extremely fast at the mere thought of that Ef girl coming back out and trying to kill him again. It was fearful behavior, but he couldn't be too comfortable with her. He now had to live on edge with her around and Randy not being in the room. He did take note of that. She didn't fear him, but she was cautious around Randy.]]
[center [size12 Carefully, Maverick placed his hand on top of Freya's head and ran his fingers through her hair with a heavy sigh. [i [#FF0000 "I know this probably does not help, but you're safe with us and we aren't going to let them take you back,"]] Maverick quietly spoke, looking down at the exhausted girl in his lap. He felt the wetness from her tears through his pants. He wasn't going to comment on it. He just leaned back onto the bed. He grabbed the single pillow from the head of the bed and tucked it under his head. There was no reason to move her. She was tired and so was Maverick. Eventually, Maverick fell asleep right there, with almost no problem.]]
[center Freya let Maverick hold her face, the unfamiliarity of how soft his touch was setting in. She let him wipe her tears, even as they continued to roll down her face. [#6495ED [i He isn't running?] ] Freya was a tad bit confused, as everyone who came face-to-face with Ef were usually absolutely disgusted. This man, though, he went from freaked to calm and collected in a matter of moments.
Freya couldn't hold herself up any longer, her head falling down onto Maverick's lap. Again, from any other viewpoint, her positioning would look downright dirty. Luckily, for her and Maverick, her face wasn't close enough for it to actually cause a major problem. Freya took a deep breath, readying herself for what she was about to say.
[#6495ED "She calls herself Ef," ] Freya pushed her face away from Maverick's thigh just enough so her voice wasn't drowned out in his pants. [#6495ED "Or Effie. She's been apart of my life since..." ] She started to count to herself. [#6495ED "I would have been 12 at the time. Yes, 12. She would come to me when I was afraid. She would protect me from everything and everyone. I used to call her the Great Ef since she always shielded me from trouble." ]
It was hard for Freya to describe what life was life with Ef but she went on anyways, trying to hold back the tears that kept rolling down her face. It didn't work, leaving a wet spot on Maverick's outfit. [#6495ED "She eventually g-grew bitter. She hated me and everyone around us. [b They ] had to put me in chains because even [b they ] were afraid of her. I don't know what to do, I want her gone. She just lives there, inside me, like a demon." ]
[#808080 [i 'You're the fucking demon, you hag.' ] ]
[#6495ED "She never shuts up." ] Freya closed her eyes, her body exhausted from everything that had happened to her. The girl needed rest.
[center [size12 Maverick hadn't really been around women in a very long time. Like previously stated, the last one harmed him physically and mentally. Maverick kept women at arms length, but this one didn't seem to take that hint. Maverick was polite and helpful, but bedding a woman was the last thing in his mind. He watched, in an almost, timid way when the blue haired girl began getting closer and closer until he finally noticed something was dramatically different about her. But by the time that he noticed this change, he was laying back first on the bed with two, pale hands wrapped around his thought. His first thoughts were to kill her, but he remembered, he supposed to be helping this girl. She could just be scared, but that wasn't try. Someone scared wouldn't be actively trying to kill someone who was previously extremely kind to them.]]
[center [size12 Maverick soaked in the information, but it was kind of hard to do that when he was slowly losing oxygen to his brain and felt like the whole world was spinning. He didn't even try to fight back. He was used to people turning on him. He was going to quietly accept it and anyway, Randy would kill the girl if she even came close to killing Maverick.]]
[center [size12 All things returned to about as normal as they could. Hands were gone from around his neck and Maverick was gasping for air, like in a really desperate way like someone would drink water if they were dehydrated. His hands were brought to his neck as he hacked up what almost sounded like a lung. He felt so violated, unholy almost. He was scared. He finally glanced at the girl, even though she had already been done speaking.]]
[center [size12 Maverick finally had the courage to look at the girl and noticed that it was no longer that demented expression on her face. It had been replaced with fright and terror, just like Maverick's own face. He quickly wiped all that fear off his face and returned to that compassionate version of him. He couldn't be scared of her if he wanted to help her.]]
[center [size12 Gently, Maverick took a hold of her face and with his other hand, wiped the tears away. [i [#FF0000 "I know you're sorry,"]] Maverick calmly spoke, [i [#FF0000 "I figured that this would happen at some point."]] Maverick kept himself from getting up and leaving to tell Randy. Randy would kick her off the ship and tell the girl that she was on her own, but Maverick didn't want that. He still wanted to help even if that meant he would be living closer to death's grasp than he had already been living. [i [#FF0000 "Who was that?"]] Maverick asked, curious since he figured she had some mental disorder, but didn't realize that it was this bad to the point where she would attack someone that was trying to help rather than to hurt her.]]
[center It wasn't Freya in the room with Maverick anymore, not by a long shot. The moment they stepped away from Randy her mind switched and not on her own free will. Now, standing before Maverick was Ef, a fired up, emotions flying, force of nature. Her eyes darkened as she looked him over, however, she tried to remain composed. Her hands tightened into a fist, so harshly that her nails broke the skin of her palm. Ef listened to him as he spoke, her eyes now darting towards her surroundings.
To anyone else this wouldn't be fancy, but to Ef, it was like something one of her captors would room in. This disgusted her, causing a small scowl across her face.
[#6495ED [i 'Please, don't do anything Ef. Please, he's a nice guy. They are trying to help us.' ] ] If Freya could scream she would, but instead she stayed nestled in the back of Effie's mind.
[#808080 "Conflict? What do you mean?"] Ef's voice was low, her eyes now gracing Maverick with her presence once again. She watched as he moved towards the bed and sat down, patting for her to join. She obliged, sitting a little too close to the man. She leaned in even closer, her lips curling into a seductive but cruel smile.
[#6495ED [i 'Don't, Ef. Don't.' ] ]
Ef threw herself against Maverick, pushing him against the bed with all her force. She straddled him, and if anyone was watching the situation, it almost looked like she was about to do something a lot nicer than her next move. Her hands wrapped around Maverick's throat, her body still aching from the crash. [#808080 "You want to get to know us? You have no fucking clue what you got yourself into-" ]
Freya finally willed herself back, pulling Ef into the darkest part of her brain. Freya pulled her hands off of Maverick and recoiled back, frightened by what just happened. [#6495ED "I'm so sorry! I didn't, I didn't mean to! Sh-she saw an advantage, she..." ] Freya was out of breath, her entire body shaking as she sat at the edge of the bed. Her eyes were so full of fright and terror, tears streaming down her face,
[#6495ED "Please, I am s-so sorry." ]
[center [size12 Now, Maverick had several things to worry about in his daily life. Things that he had to constantly look out for. The first and probably the most deadly one was his old boss, Naru Kagamai. He was a nasty fucker that is always watching Maverick, rather Maverick knew it or not, and waiting for the perfect time to strike. Now was a good time since Maverick's mind was focused on this girl, which is the next thing that he was going to be worrying about. Maverick felt as if he couldn't really leave her alone. She wasn't stupid and Maverick knew this, but she was ignorant about how to function in a normal way. Maverick did not fault her in that though. She was a slave for a very long time and he was going to muster all his patience and make sure she learns how to be normal, once more. This girl was not only a kind of liability, but now, there was slavers that would be in the picture. Slavers are ruthless human beings that would do anything to take back their property. As of right now, Maverick was a thief in their eyes, even though Maverick didn't do anything.]]
[center [size12 Maverick led the woman into her new bedroom. Maverick was the kind of man that would take on the whole universe if that meant he could help a group of people. And he would probably win that fight too. He chuckled to himself, pushing the door opened. [i [#FF0000 "You're really different, aren't you? Like you're a rare kind of girl,"]] he turned and looked down at him. He definitely was not coming onto her though. [i [#FF0000 "Blue hair, facial tattoo, and a constantly internal conflict with whatever is going on that head of yours,"]] he had caught onto her internal fighting that she was doing, whatever it had been.]]
[center [size12 Maverick took a seat on the bed, patting the space next to him for the girl to sit down. [i [#FF0000 "I want you to tell me more about yourself before we talk about the slavers,"]] Maverick had to understand this woman before he could focus on killing the men that royally fucked her up.]]
[center [#6495ED "I am so sorry!" ] Freya hadn't realized what she had done until Randy spoke, her face dissolving into a frazzled, embarrassed look. All of her early childhood memories had faded over the years of abuse, but now, a small memory came to surface.
A young Freya sat in the middle of the room, only 6 or 7. She had stripped her clothes off and was running around, in front of guests. Although the guests were laughing, her mother pulled her aside and gave her a spanking for taking her clothes off in front of guests.
[#8A2BE2 "It's inappropriate to do such things, you dirty girl!" ] Her mother scolded. Her words rang in Freya's ears as if her mother was actually beside her.
Freya shook, her heart sinking a mile a minute. She was forced to take her clothes off in front of others for so long, it became a habit that would be hard to break. She was all dressed, however, the clothes were much too baggy on her. She didn't mind this, though, as she was always forced to wear the most uncomfortable of clothes in captivity.
Her attention turned back to Maverick, her eyes widening as he spoke.
[#808080 [i 'Is this fucker serious? Does he actually think he has a chance against Arqsu?' ] ] Ef groaned.
Freya could hope, couldn't she? She took Maverick's hand and moved with him. Why did she trust him so much, but Ef trusted him so little? It ate at Freya, wanting to know what to do with herself. [#6495ED "I will tell you as much as I know about Arqsu,"] she sighed. She would tell him, even if it was against Ef's wishes.
[center [size12 It still baffled Maverick that no one had ever treated this woman with kindness, but at the same time, she was taken into slavery at such a young age. Cruelty and cold heartedness was all she ever knew until now. Maverick was determined to keep her safe now, he didn't know why and generally, he didn't like anyone else other than Randy. They were partners in crime and they had one another until the end of their days. They trusted one another and no one else.]]
[center [size12 As Maverick was about to speak, he caught glimpse from out of the corner of his eye, the girl was changing right in front of him. With a redden face, Maverick turned his attention in the opposite direction, but Randy stood up. Being a lot older than Maverick, Randy knew how to handle a lot of situations. [i [#778899 "Pardon my manners, Freya, but next time you need to change, it is polite to change in a closed room without other people around especially if you don't know them very well like us,"]] Randy chuckled, he cheeks were a little red as well, but he definitely handled it a lot better than Maverick. Randy made eye contact with the girl. His eyes did not wander like most men's would have. He offered the girl a patient smile before sitting back down. [i [#778899 "We'll get you a room set up on this ship, so you can have your own private area to do what you want in,"]] Randy was a good judge of character. He could tell that this girl had a troubled past, something deeper lies underneath her innocent face, but he couldn't quite pinpoint what it was. He wouldn't push on it either.]]
[center [size12 Once the girl had finished changing, Maverick returned to normal. He exhaled slowly and she finally clothes, Maverick turned his attention to her and smiled sideways. It was a look of concern more than anything, his eyebrows were furrowed together before chuckling. [i [#778899 "Don't doubt us, Miss. Freya. We are the people, who are going to help you. We're not going to dump you on some random planet or let them take you back. Actually, we are going to help you and the rest of the people on that planet,"]] Maverick got up from the couch and held a hand out to the girl. It was time to give her a room and get her comfortable until they can figure out the next planet to stop on, to at least get her some clothes that fit and possibly get some more information about these slavers.]]
[center Freya snatched the bowl of soup and quickly started gulping it back, unaware of any utensils near her. Her tastes buds lit up, eyes widening with each gulp. [#6495ED "This is..." ] Freya finished off the bowl, the warmth of the broth heating her entire body. [#6495ED "The best thing I have ever tasted." ] Freya was so confused, never having something so delicious in her life. Her entire life consisted of stale bread and dirty water. On rare occasions, she and the other slaves got different sorts of meat, however, they didn't know where or what from.
[#808080 [i Poison. What if that was posion? ] ] Ef spat, curses filling up Freya's mind. She shook her head, putting the now empty bowl down in front of her. Her eyes darted towards the man named Randy, focusing in on his eyes as he spoke.
[#6495ED "They will come for me, it's a matter of time. If you wish you may leave me on any near planet. I would not want harm to come to you." ]
[#808080 [i 'Fuck that, Freya. We will take over this piece of shit if we have to.' ] ] Ef was in a terrible mood, itching to take over Freya's body and destroy the men in front of her. She couldn't trust them, not after everything that has happened.
Freya was so much in her head, fighting with Ef, that she didn't notice when Maverick left the room. The realization hit her when he re-entered the room and sat beside her, laying clothes in between the two of them.
[#6495ED [i 'Ah yes, clothes.' ] ] She thought to herself, looking down at what she was wearing now. Her clothes were tattered, barely hanging on her body. There were holes everywhere, exposing more bruises and wounds. [#6495ED "Thank you so much, again you are too kind," ] Freya bowed her head towards Maverick before standing up. She gave both the men a smile before starting to pull off her clothes, eager to get them off. She peeled them off quickly, revealing her body to the two men. Freya was unaware of their customs, this was obvious. Poor, poor Freya.
[center [size12 Maverick sat there, leaning back into the seat as he listened to the girl with the blue hair. The blue hair was the most striking thing about the woman. Yes, the facial tattoo was different, but it meant something back. But, that blue hair was the freedom she had. It was what made her different than most females that Maverick had come across. His arms crossed over his chest, raising an eyebrow at her last sentence. She had been a slave, or at least in a bad situation since she was young if she wasn't used to such nice treatment.]]
[center [size12 Maverick had a sort of bleeding heart for people, which was a big reason why he stopped being paid to kill whomever. Now, he was paid to catch, sometimes kill, bad people. His days of being a hitman had left him with a terrible taste in his mouth. He had done A LOT of horrible things that would actually make this girl scared of him, if he was to tell her about them. It was a secret that he kept locked away, only Randy knew about it and he only knew so much about what Maverick had done.]]
[center [size12 Maverick was about to say something, but Randy entered the living room with three, large bowls of steaming soup and noodles. Maverick's stomach growled lowly. He was starving. After a hard day of working, a good bowl of Randy's cooking would do just the thing for Maverick.]]
[center [size12 Randy sat the three bowls on the coffee table that was in the middle of all three of them. Randy took a seat in the chair to the left of Maverick. Both of them grabbed the bowls and Maverick gestured for the girl to take the remaining bowl with a gentle smile.]]
[center [size12 Randy was the kind of worry wart that normally had the correct feeling about things. Consider him the motherly one to Maverick. He kept Maverick from doing a lot of stupid things and kept him safe from people, who really did not like Maverick. He begin to speak to the woman, [i [#778899 "so, Freya. I was thinking, after Maverick and I spoke briefly about you. We aren't kicking you out, I can ensure you that. We're concerned about the slavers that might be coming for you."]] This was the motherly, caring side of him coming out. His scarred face, tough appearance were misleading, definitely. Randy was tall, very muscular, but had a very kind side to him, which was why most people considered him [i the mom].]]
[center [size12 [i [#778899 "Like, you have got to play really safe. I will always be around, Maverick is the one that does the dirty work,"]] Randy further explained. They would have to figure out something for the girl to change about herself to disguise herself. Maybe get her a wig, cut her hair, something. Randy couldn't figure it out. [i [#778899 "For now, don't worry about it. We'll keep you safe for now. After you eat, you can take a shower, we have some clothes around here for you, and you can get some rest,"]] Randy smiled gently, leaning back as he slurped quietly on his food.]]
[center [size12 Maverick was a ravenous person. He had soon finished his food. He stood up, stretching with a heavy yawn. He could definitely use a nap or something. He took his empty bowl and walked into the kitchen. As he stood in there, he glanced out of the giant windows that showed nothing, but stars and blackness. They were drifting away from Mars, thankfully. Mars left a bad taste in Maverick's mouth. He didn't want to think about his past, at all.]]
[center [size12 Maverick then turned his attention to a pile of clothes that Randy had been meaning to fold and put away. He began filling through it, finding something for the girl to wear. A large t-shirt and some boxer shorts. That should be good enough for her, right? Maverick never was around woman for a long time. His last girlfriend shoot in him the back, literally. He had a massive scar from it and it was how him and Randy met. Maverick sighed at the thought before walking back into the living room. He took a seat next to the girl and placed the clothes between them. [i [#FF0000 "Here ya go. Sorry it isn't super nice, but hopefully it can do until we can get you some proper clothes,"]] Maverick smiled at her.]]
[center Freya leaned into the man, trying not to let her knee's buckle from the pain. Every part of her wanted to move away from him, to walk on her own, but she knew that if she even took a few steps away from him she would collapse. She wasn't used to being this weak, and the space travel messed with her body completely.
[#6495ED "I understand, I think,"] Freya spoke, taking in the new room that she had just entered. There were a few couches and chairs strung about, and it looked generally comfy, another rarity in Freya's life. As she sat down she winced, now fully aware of the bruises scattered across her body. She took a few deep breaths before relaxing her body, leaning her head on the arm of the chair for support. [#6495ED "I would understand if you did worship it, many people in Arqsu worship metal and buildings." ] Her voice was quiet, still adjusting to her surroundings carefully.
Freya nodded when the man spoke of food, her stomach growling as if on cue. It had been a long time since she had last eaten anything. She watched as the two men left the area, only nodding again to acknowledge that she heard him.
[#808080 [i 'We need to go. These people don't want to help you. They are planning on getting rid of you right fucking now, you dumb cun-' ] ] Ef piped up in the back of Freya's head, still angered by the situation.
[#6495ED "I can't do anything, you know that. I don't have the strength. They have helped us so far," ] Freya shook her head, not meaning to speak out loud. It was so hard to keep her thoughts in when fighting with Ef. [#6495ED "Just... Please stop, I'm so tired..." ]
Freya silenced herself when she heard footsteps nearing, ignoring Ef and pushing her farther back into her mind. Well, as far back as she could put her.
She cocked her head slightly to the side when the man announced his and his partner's names, unaware of what a Bounty Hunter actually was. All she knew was that apparently, they helped slaves. [#6495ED "My name is Freya Illyria. I'm originally from the planet of Haiyeh." ] She let out a small sigh before continuing. [#6495ED "I must thank you for your kindness, it is something I have not seen since I was a child." ] This was the truth, as Freya had been captured and put into slavery at age 9.
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