Captain Venerus - the Pirate Vessel Incursus, Gray The vessel drifted through the fringes of uncharted space, its engines powered down and long ranges sensors actively seeking out any local activity. They were far enough out to avoid any Federation patrols, but the area was notorious for Raider activity. They didn't want to be surprised while the ship was undergoing emergency repairs and allowing the Core a chance to cool down and recharge. Numerous jumps through Federation space and an assault from various pursuing Federation patrol ships had left them in a bad situation. But the crew had pulled through before numerous times in such tight spots, and no doubt would swiftly recover and be back to their business. Things didn't used to be so difficult for a crew of their activities, but as the human forces extended their reach into space, they had ultimately joined the ranks of the Intergalactic Federation which was comprised of a loosely knit and diverse set of alien races. Scorned at first for their low level of technology, the humans had adapted swiftly, and some of the less haughty of races were quick to share some of their technology with this seemingly erratic race which had joined the fray. Mankind had adapted, and of course, this simply heightened their military power and control over their sectors, making it difficult for the Raiders and Smugglers who had discovered that it was profitable to loot passing convoys and undeveloped planets. But as time progressed, they found themselves more and more at a disadvantage, and were being slowly forced back into the depths of uncharted space. And it was only a matter of time before the human race began to spread out into those territories as well, disturbing the hornets nests. The Captain of the Incursus wasn't too worried about that, though. He'd do as he'd always done. Adapt, wreak havoc, and move on. Life was too short to worry about the minor things like a life sentence in Federation prison among alien races which he'd never seen before. No, he had to enjoy what luxuries life afforded him, especially out here in the deep reaches of space where one never knew what they might find. Or what new, exciting adventures awaited them. No, they'd pull through this and get back on track quickly enough. "Captain," the voice of his No'ek guard called to him from the doorway of his chambers. "Repairs are almost complete. The crew is waiting for a debriefing on the bridge as to our next course of action." The Captain sighed, removing himself from a tangle of limbs and tossing back the sheets on his bed. The two females which had flanked either side of him stirred as he climbed over them, one a familiar pale skinned form of a human, the other a more exotic alien race which they had discovered recently on one of their last trips to a planet in the uncharted regions of space. Deep violet eyes regarded him sleepily through locks of silvery white hair as he slipped over the edge of the bed before the girl rolled over and cuddled up his other human companion. He scavanged the floor, seeking out his articles of clothing, and quickly dressed. It was as good a time as any to get going, and he'd gotten tired of the waiting as it was. Their resources would only last so long, and in order to do the more major repairs, they'd have to find a shipyard somewhere to repair some of the more heavily damaged portions of the ship. He quickly pulled on his boots, straightened his jacket, and then made his way towards the doorway of his chambers, casting one final glance back towards the duo resting in his bed. At least they'd be able to get a little more sleep. For him, duty called. Stepping out of his chambers, he turned and briskly walked down the passageway towards the bridge, his boots thudding loudly upon the metal floor. The No'ek guard fell into place behind him, her footsteps matching his own. It still felt odd having someone shadowing him, watching his every move and keeping any potential threats at a very large distance. The No'ek were notorious for their savagary in battle, merciless and relentless when it came to their opposition. They were also fiercely loyal, and took their duties seriously. This one, it seemed, overzealously so.