Wade.

IC: Rungui "Dishonour before death, my good friend."

IC: Volin I raised an eyebrow. "Just the two of you? You said you had company camped not too far from here."

IC: Alfon "You ever heard of trepanning, Reo? It's when you drill a hole in your skull to let the evil spirits out. Might want to try it out sometime, if you're serious about that last bit. Totally safe, I could even hook you up with a guy I know." I gave him the finger gun and wink combo for reassurance. "Buuuuut I'm gonna roll with Taleen on this one. I can't nor want to picture you taking it up the ##### just so you could skip out on initiation."

IC: Rungui "Not if I kill you first."

IC: Volin "It's always possible," I muttered back. "Just make sure to keep your guard up and your eyes peeled around them."

IC: Alfon "C'mon Skri, look at him," I cut in, extending my hand as if to make a show out of Gunner. "You can't tell me that's not the face of someone who's been punched at least forty times. See that right there, on his cheekbone? That's a dent."

Pre-approved by Grav~ Name: Teddy Leon Age: 27 Gender/Species: Male Human Appearance: Standing at a whopping 6’5, it’d be hard to tell the difference between Teddy and a palm tree if they stood side by side. Apart from his height, his most distinguishing feature is his large afro, though a handsome smile that’ll melt your heart in an instant comes in close second. He’s lean, lanky and deceptively athletic, with dark skin that borders on caramel in colour, piercing brown eyes, and a narrow face always seems at ease with his usual breezy charm. His style of clothing is casual yet trendy, and his typical go-to outfit consists of grey pants and a plain white shirt underneath a black leather jacket. Skills: When you look at Teddy, you can be ##### sure that the word ‘dentist’ isn’t the first word that comes to mind. He knows a lot about teeth and the importance of flossing, and besides his expertise on making your mouth a throbbing pain receptor, he has basic medical knowledge and skills that could come in handy. While you wouldn’t think a dentist should know how to use a gun, Teddy’s got a marksman’s eyes and the sleight of hand necessary for some quick shooting. Unfortunately, his talent with a weapon only extends to pistols. For someone who looks like a twig, his strength and speed is uncanny to the point where he can easily keep up with your average jock, though endurance seems to be his true niche. That said, he can hold his own in a fistfight but lack of proper training could be his downfall against more experienced opponents. Concerning his more mundane abilities, he can bake, cook, draw, and yes, he can dance. Equipment: blaster pistol, comm link, a laser pointer ‘cause why not. Personality: Forever young at heart and free-spirited, Teddy’s a man bound for adventure and excitement, even if he’s convinced that a stable life is the way to go. He’s the life of the party, the goof loaded up on playful charisma and bad jokes that he just can’t seem to keep a lid on. Despite all his faults, people like him. While he wouldn’t consider himself a leader, he’s definitely good for morale, and his passion, coupled with fierce determination, make him a valuable friend to call your own. History: Alright, let’s keep this simple. Teddy grew up poor, and he wanted to go to med school but too frickin’ bad, ‘cause Teddy, you broke. So you know what Teddy does? Teddy does crime. That’s right, Teddy signs up with these high-end smugglers and hot ##### does he make a lot of cash with them. Too bad the gig ends up with his whole crew dying at the hands of the authorities, and him making a narrow escape. The authorities don’t know who Teddy is, but they know he’s still out there and they’re still looking for him. On the bright side, Teddy’s now got enough cash to go to school, so he gets an education, graduates, and he becomes a ##### dentist. As the years go by, the trail to Teddy’s crimes goes cold but the authorities are still out to get him. But Teddy don’t care. Teddy owns an airspeeder now. Affiliation: Himself Alignment: True neutral

IC: Alfon "Nah, trust me Reo, she is," I snickered, beckoning Reo closer before whispering to him, "Some girl at the casino went to third base on her elbow and she didn't even notice." I glanced at Skri, vividly recalling the scene. 'Course, I was exaggerating but only for effect. "But don't worry pal, I'll be there to weather the storm by your side. We'll be in the same boat, after all." Ba dum tss!

IC: Volin I nodded, veering my gaze back to Hammerlock and Trava. "Well, since we're all here for the same thing, why don't we help each other out? Rahkshi hunting's dangerous business, and it would go a #### of a lot smoother if everyone here was on the same team. We don't mind splitting the profits fairly if it means a little more insurance." I slung my crossbow across my back. "If it's any reassurance, none of us are looking to stab anyone in the back."

IC: Alfon "She's drunk, Reo." I said, as if that would explain everything.

IC: Volin Assuming we'll have that discussion at all. I glanced back at the group, shrugging in inquiry. "What do you guys think?" I asked, keeping my voice low. "I don't mind saddling up with the competition, even if it means splitting the bounty a little more, but I don't know if we can trust them."

IC: Volin By this point, I wasn't fazed much by all the sudden appearances, and I half-expected someone else would show up soon enough. I kept my crossbow up for good measure, warily eyeing this Hammerlock guy as he approached, then the surrounding area for any other potential surprises. "...Volin," I started, slowly taking my aim off the girl. "Also here to hunt Rahkshi." An awkward pause hung in the air, and I fidgeted nervously when one of them suddenly pulled out a mask. "Me?" I frowned. "Sorry lady, but I've never seen you in my life. If I did, I'd remember." If only my brother and his stupid winks were here. "So, is it just the two of you or are there more?"

IC: Volin I ignored the chatter in the background, keeping my crossbow trained on the stranger. "Are you alone?" I asked suspiciously.

IC: Rungui Rungui grinned. This was the pinnacle of his childhood humour. "That's disgusting."

IC: Alfon "Yeah, staring at a wall all day doesn't sound like a good time," I said, nodding in agreement. "So, who's up next?"

IC: Alfon "Gunner's got it right, actually. The only thing in Ga-Koro with my name on it is a bathroom stall I vandalized as a kid; pretty sure I wrote something basic like 'Alfon wuz hear'." I kicked my feet up, propping them on another chair. "But yeah, never did time. Not 'cause I'm a good citizen, just 'cause I never got caught, y'know?"

IC: Alfon For the record, I love games. Can't live without 'em. Even as a grown man, if someone asked me to play tag with them, you can bet your house that I'll commit my life and soul to catching to the match. So when Mimira asked me what kind of game we should play, I almost tripped on the sheer amount I had dancing on my tongue. "Well..." I looked around. Whatever we played, it had to be simple indoorsy stuff. My first few ideas hit close to the classics, juvenile games like truth or dare, never have I ever, musical chairs, beer pong, charades, naked twister, the list goes on. Then I remembered that we had a kid around, and those weren't always appropriate. But hey, she hung out with pirates. Couldn't totally account for her innocence with that on the board. "How about we start with two truths and a lie? It's easy to play, all you gotta do is tell two truths about yourself, and a convincing lie; the others, as a group, only get one shot to figure out which one's the lie. Once they speak up and you tell them whether they're right or wrong, turn's done and you move on to the next person. Rinse and repeat." While everyone made sense of the rules, I took the opportunity to settle into a chair. "For example, I'll start. I can speak Skakdi fluently, I've never been to jail, and I have a plaque with my name on it at a karaoke bar in Ga-Koro. Go."

IC: Rungui "I eat map."

IC: Alfon Last I checked, the commander wasn't a dude. Still, I wouldn't really have known since I've never actually seen Skyra in the flesh, so I wasn't about to debate her gender with who was apparently her younger sister. A sheepish smile came over me. "Small world, eh?" I said, looking over my shoulder. "Hey, you know we should do? We should play a game."

IC: Alfon "Wait, you mean Skyra like...Skyra Daring? Commander of the Gukko Force?"

IC: Volin I let my head fall back with a sigh. Of course she had to show up. "You made it," I said simply, looking her up and down. "Alone, apparently. Like everyone else." Obviously, I didn't understand but neither did Arvas or Peho for that matter. If Guitar Girl came here alone, odds were she was in the same boat. Made me wonder if all of this was my fault. Crack! "That's the rest of 'em, I'm guessing." I said, looking out into the distance with my hands on my hips. Sure enough, someone walked into sight (alone!) and for a second, I just assumed it was Onamazu until I realized that Onamazu wasn't green and yellow all over. A quick glance to everyone else confirmed my suspicions. ####. Unstrapping the crossbow from my back, I loaded a bolt into it and aimed for the stranger in the distance. Might've killed any chance we had at a friendly greeting but out here, it was better to be safe than sorry. "Stop where you are!" I shouted, my voice firm but not threatening. "Who are you?"

IC: Alfon "You know you're hanging out with pirates, right...?" I asked, obviously concerned. "You might be starting on the wrong foot here." I glanced over my shoulder, shooting gunner a look. Isn't she a little...I dunno, YOUNG?!

IC: Volin "And with good reason." I grumbled, pinching the bridge of my nose before looking at the two of 'em. "So what, you guys didn't stick with the group either?"

IC: Rungui "Knock. Knock."

IC: Alfon I opened my mouth to say something, but it kinda just held agape while nothing came out. "...you're serious?"