- Invitation Status
- Look for groups
- Looking for partners
- Posting Speed
- Speed of Light
- Multiple posts per day
- 1-3 posts per day
- Writing Levels
- Intermediate
- Adept
- Adaptable
- Preferred Character Gender
- Male
- Female
- Genres
- Fantasy, magical, furry, romantic
Raylex's face twisted in anger as the Ruth chanted grossly at her about being a cheerleader. Forcing herself to remain calm after she had taken her seat she decided she'd have enough drama on this ship full of characters without worrying too much about Ruth. Taking a glance at Poe, Raylex watched the blueprints swirl around the room and studied the ship closley, this one was the most advanced she had seen in all her years of crime. She had to admire him for taking on such a damn near impossible task but then again, if this crowd was as skilled as they were headstrong there'd be no stopping them.
Shaking the look of amazement from her face Raylex focused on Poe request for acceptance to the mission. With a toothy grin she spoke with honey tones as she said, "Well of course I'm going, you can't expect to find a more suitable first mate in this bunch other than me now can you?" Darting her eyes directly over to Ruth she made sure their eyes met for a split second to ensure the snide comment was received by the intended party. Smiling slyly to herself Raylex was smug in her self pride, something that made the bigness of her head a potential health hazard to others. Despite being skilled in stealth and leadership Raylex had a tendency to think for herself before her crew and here, that could get her in a lot of trouble if she wasn't careful.
Seeing the mechanical mutt obey Poe's every command to an exceptional point made Raylex wonder just how well the rest of the mutts here would follow orders. Soon she would find out, assuming they all agreed to the mission. Releasing the thoughts to the depths of her brain a new thought came to mind and she sighed heavily, remebering something she had left last time she was in this room. Standing from the couch she walked back to the back of the room so as to get a better view of everyone, however she was actually quietly rummaging through a small desk for something. Dammit where is that revolver! I never should have let that irresponsible child borrow it! Lifting a few piles of folders in the drawer to feel for the revolver underneath one crashed open onto the floor loudly. Gritting her teeth she bent to pick it up, ignoring the questioning looks and remarks from the others in the room. Skimming the contents Raylex found it was a detailed profile of Winston, full of information ranging from his lineage to his least favorite food.
"Hey! How long have you been keeping tabs on everyone's private life?" Speaking up just enough that Poe could hear her Raylex grabbed the pile of folders and threw them onto the table in front of the couch, crossing her arms and snarling. "Look, I know you had to find out about us before hiring us on but was it really necessary to log things like our food preferences and recent sexual relations? I don't know if I'm the only one but I feel a little pryed into here..." Placing a boot on the table she waited for the room to explode, as she was almost certain it was about to. "What's the big idea?"
Shaking the look of amazement from her face Raylex focused on Poe request for acceptance to the mission. With a toothy grin she spoke with honey tones as she said, "Well of course I'm going, you can't expect to find a more suitable first mate in this bunch other than me now can you?" Darting her eyes directly over to Ruth she made sure their eyes met for a split second to ensure the snide comment was received by the intended party. Smiling slyly to herself Raylex was smug in her self pride, something that made the bigness of her head a potential health hazard to others. Despite being skilled in stealth and leadership Raylex had a tendency to think for herself before her crew and here, that could get her in a lot of trouble if she wasn't careful.
Seeing the mechanical mutt obey Poe's every command to an exceptional point made Raylex wonder just how well the rest of the mutts here would follow orders. Soon she would find out, assuming they all agreed to the mission. Releasing the thoughts to the depths of her brain a new thought came to mind and she sighed heavily, remebering something she had left last time she was in this room. Standing from the couch she walked back to the back of the room so as to get a better view of everyone, however she was actually quietly rummaging through a small desk for something. Dammit where is that revolver! I never should have let that irresponsible child borrow it! Lifting a few piles of folders in the drawer to feel for the revolver underneath one crashed open onto the floor loudly. Gritting her teeth she bent to pick it up, ignoring the questioning looks and remarks from the others in the room. Skimming the contents Raylex found it was a detailed profile of Winston, full of information ranging from his lineage to his least favorite food.
"Hey! How long have you been keeping tabs on everyone's private life?" Speaking up just enough that Poe could hear her Raylex grabbed the pile of folders and threw them onto the table in front of the couch, crossing her arms and snarling. "Look, I know you had to find out about us before hiring us on but was it really necessary to log things like our food preferences and recent sexual relations? I don't know if I'm the only one but I feel a little pryed into here..." Placing a boot on the table she waited for the room to explode, as she was almost certain it was about to. "What's the big idea?"
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