In a slow movement, he looked at the food and the water. He smiled at it. Surely as hell he wouldn't eat it. Not right now. The new crew looked like they were loyal to the captain. "I guess Skrog found someone who can swallow the shit he says. Good for him. I'm glad. So, you're all heading to Weddell huh? Those are some dangerous waters for some even more dangerous cargo. But hey, you can't throw away an opportunity like that just for the risk, ain't that right? I hope y'all get lucky with the Defector Gun".
So the prisoner knew who had him, that was good to know. She wasn't about to converse with him, but he was more than welcome to talk on his own.
The captain looked at her and seeing as she and her boys would have to go outside, he gave them all gas masks. Old, but every one of them were functional. Just stinking a little bit on the inside... "It's a Mermaid. Dangerous bitch, got trapped in the boat by her teeths. You'll probably have to lower one of the safeboats to get her. Watch it, you know how dangerous they can get".Crono said:
"I don't feel like eating. I feel like getting to Weddell. Don't worry about me until we get there. I'm not gonna slow us down or anything. I'll just be here on the back... Watching. It'll be fun, I'm sure it will". He smiled again. Perhaps that way he could some extra info. The last tactic he had used didn't worked out well on the last crew.
The prisoner smiled to Trevor, happy for his question. "If you're an alien race on strange ground, you gotta have some protection, ya know. But that's not really what this is about. Supposedly, the Defector Gun is the thing they would send to Earth to catch any dangerous criminals that would land on the planet. The Defector Gun is sent to any alien officers on the ground to help them and assure that the criminal will be taken down. Basically, it's a briefcase with a shot inside - an injection, if you're in for fancy words. You stick the needle on your arm and unload the bitch inside your body. The substance is something that... It changes your body, your whole DNA. Basically, it's supposed to make you a sort of god and that's the substance that runs on the Galaxy Titans blood, you know, those freaking weird giant monsters? Yeah, that. It was never used on a human being though, so it'd be hard to know the effects. All I know is, it landed on Weddell and it's dangerous". He looked to Terri with a grin. "I know it because I worked for the embassy when it fell down".
"Turn the little thingy on the side of the mask to Sodium Information. And then, try to pull the filters down a little bit. It might help you, but I wouldn't breath this shitty air if I were you. It fucks up anybody's lungs and nobody even has any clues of what's lurking around in the air these days. I heard the flying gobbies could be around, so be careful", the captain yelled to Sonya. He then turned towards Mabel. "Uhm... Sure, why not? Be careful though. You know those things like to bite anything they see in front of them. It's hard to mantain close contact. On our first stop it'll be easier since we're getting some guns. For now, I guess the shovel will have to do the trick".
"Suit yourself. But mind you, mermaids are dangerous here. The salt makes them all more... Fiercy, let's go with that. So keep your heads up and follow the lead of the Navigator."
Terri glared openly at her Gunner, incredibly overly mad that he ignored her direct command. She knew her glare was terrifying, and didn't intend on ever changing it. How dare he disobey her like that, much less in response to the prisoner.
"Oi!" Terri spoke sharply, in a distinct effort to get everyone's attention. "Gunner (@CoShocker), shut up. I'm not sure what part of 'don't talk' was so confusing, but do not talk. Don't sing, don't question, do not talk. Stand there and watch. Prisoner(@The Gil), look, I get it, you say you had a job right? Then just eat so that I can do mine." She didn't turn away from the prisoner when she spoke, even as she spoke to her Gunner. She had both in her sights, the two being equally disliked in her books. The prisoner, boring them with information that she collected but knew better than to trust fully. Her Gunner, ignoring a direct command. She knew she spoke harshly, but it needed to happen.
Terri was about to blow her gasket, but decided against it. How would she manage this situation? She had to get her Gunner out of there, but wasn't leaving until the prisoner ate his food because she was going to complete the task.
