Star Pirates: Buccaneers in Space

[Tyler294]

Buzz-cut hurled himself over the table almost effortlessly, drawing his swords as he did and attempting to swipe at the droid.

[JA-394]

The robot, apparently well-versed in dirty fighting, kicked Buzz-cut in the groin.

Hard. As hard as a droid could manage.

[Tyler294]

Buzz-cut fell to the floor and lie there, also clutching his stomach for some odd reason.

"HAX!" he yelped.

[JA-394]

"Statement - Human-Alien-Xterminator. Always proud to be of assistance, scumbags. Have a nice day."

HAX, apparently assuming they were going to die in the middle of a bar, or maybe its programming was just faulty, left them there and returned to its company.

Armor-Man glanced over at Buzz-Cut on the floor.

"They have no idea the enemy they're making."

[Tyler294]

"They shall regret this day!" Buzz-Cut replied, in a voice much higher-pitched than his normal one.

The quartermaster, relieved, decided to try and peddle his wares as a table with slightly less threatening patrons seated at it.

[JA-394]

The Captain meanwhile was approaching the bar once again and snapped his fingers. Or tried to. His fingers were too fat.

"Bartender?" he called out, presumably getting his/her attention, "Anyone here looking for work?"

[Rattler]

"Depends on the job," a female voice came from somewhere cown the bar.

[Tyler294]

The bartender just pointed the captain in the direction of the voice.

"If you want a drink, let me know." he remarked at the captain.

[JA-394]

The Captain frowned and made for the female voice, having no idea which end of the bar to go to and settling for looking around like a maniac.

[Rattler]

Eventually, the Captain found a young woman in her early 20s with dark blue, almost black hair and a cropped brown leather jacket. She had a pair of Glorified Hairband Goggles resting on her head, and her overall look practically screamed Steampunk Mechanic.

[JA-394]

The Captain saw her and started scratching his beard.

"Hmm..."

He raised his hands in a box-shape (Or camera) and looked at her.

"Hmm."

He thought for a moment.

"Ah. Yes. QUARTERMASTER!"

[Tyler294]

"And thi--" the quartermaster was just saying to his newest crop of con victims... err, customers, when he was interrupted, "One moment boss!"

He winked at the people at the table he was at.

"Think it over a bit."

He then approached the bar and stood beside the captain.

"Yeah, boss?"

[JA-394]

"This young woman looks like a chef to me. What do you think?" the Captain whispered to him.

[Tyler294]

"A chef, sir...?" the quartermaster wondered, eying the girl suspiciously.

[Rattler]

The woman turned to look at the two.

[Tyler294]

"Well, we did need a new cook. The guy we have sucks." the quartermaster admitted to the captain, then looked at the woman, "How about it?"

[Rattler]

"And what makes you think I'm a cook?" the woman asked in a neutral tone.

[Tyler294]

"I think it's the hair." the quartermaster replied with a nod.

[Rattler]

The woman looked unimpressed.
"Well... you're wrong," she said.

[Tyler294]

"Oh, apologies. What is your specialty then?"

[Rattler]

"Engineering," the woman said. "If something needs fixing or breaking, I'm your girl."

[Tyler294]

"Well... my back's just been killing me lately, maybe you could help me fix it...?" the quartermaster trailed off, while rubbing his back and giving the woman a sly smile.

[Rattler]

"Mechanical things. Not Medical," she replied with a deadpan tone.

[Tyler294]

The quartermaster sighed.

"It was worth a shot." he shrugged, "So boss, you think we need a new engineer?"

[JA-394]

"We need a new everything," was the reply.

On the other side of the bar, HAX was terrorizing the cleanup droid.