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[bastardbytrade]

What the crap?

[My goodness, doesn't Mordecai sound thrilled with the addition of whispering voices pleading for help.]

I don't want to help shit. Get out of my head and get off my comm.

[That's right voices, he's talking to you.]

The rest of you, what the hell is going on?

[WHAT DID YOU PASSENGERS DO NOW?]

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[chopshopgoddess.livejournal.com]

You hear 'em too, huh?

[bastardbytrade.livejournal.com]

Mikaela.

Sounds like everyone does. What're they saying to you?

[chopshopgoddess.livejournal.com]

Like...people...crying for help or something. It's freaky.

[bastardbytrade.livejournal.com]

[He pauses, nods at the comm and sighs.]

The same shit I've been hearing then. It's damn annoying.

...You're not scared are you?

[chopshopgoddess.livejournal.com]

It is.

[She snorts.]

Are you kidding me? This is peas compared to the crap I've dealt with here and back home. [Though...this is freaky, ngl. She starts grinning.]

Why, you wanna come comfort me or something?

[bastardbytrade.livejournal.com]

[Mordecai laughs in response, genuinely amused and a little relieved. Damsels in distress have never been his interest.]

Well shit, I might have done just that. Seems like you missed your chance on that one.

[Another low chuckle.]

Nah, scared women never have been my thing.

[chopshopgoddess.livejournal.com]

[Good thing Mikaela's not the type to be in any real distress - things like this shake her, but these days it takes a lot to actually frighten her.]

Rats! I'll have to keep that in mind for next time then.

[Chuckling quietly, she shifts. It's clear she's walking.]

You aren't scared, are you?

[bastardbytrade.livejournal.com]

Hell no. [Pause.] Unless you like that?

[His tone is quiet, perhaps a little seductive and... joking. Probably.]

I've been through worse than voices asking me for crap I don't want to do. Don't worry, I'll live.

[chopshopgoddess.livejournal.com]

Nah, I like my men fiesty. [You can almost hear the smirk.]

I feel ya. This hasn't got anything on giant alien robots the size of office buildings.

[bastardbytrade.livejournal.com]

I'll keep that in mind.

Robots the size of buildings... I gotta say, that's one enemy I haven't come across. Though in my line of work it's only a matter of time.

[chopshopgoddess.livejournal.com]

It was pretty crazy. You should've seen the combiner in Egypt.

What is it you do, anyway?

[bastardbytrade.livejournal.com]

The hell is a combiner?

I'm a merc. A hunter for whoever pays the most.

[chopshopgoddess.livejournal.com]

Buncha 'bots coming together to make one giant one.

Bet you do see a lotta weird stuff, then.

[bastardbytrade.livejournal.com]

Sounds like it'd be a bitch to take down.

I see my share, kill a fair few as well. The planet I was working on before I got here, Pandora, had these big dog things with disjointed jaws, giant ants that crawl out of the sand and spit acid. All kinds of crazy shit.

[chopshopgoddess.livejournal.com]

It was. This guy...uh, Simmons. He had the military shoot it with some kind of huge gun. Knocked its head off.

...Whoa. That sounds like...lots of fun.

[bastardbytrade.livejournal.com]

No kidding. Sounds like a decent shot. It's a shame I can't see the gun for myself.

[He's almost impressed, save for the mention of military. Mordecai has only met one military man he actually got along with, and that man had left it all behind.]

Oh it is.

[Can you hear the smile in his voice, Mikaela? There's a certain fondness when he starts talking about his work.]

[chopshopgoddess.livejournal.com]

Yeah, it was. Especially since the gun was in the damn ocean somewhere.

[Well, she can certinly understand liking your work.]

So what's it like...being on different planets and stuff?

[bastardbytrade.livejournal.com]

I get bored pretty quick so moving around suits me just fine.

[Lucky for the rest of the passengers, Mordecai hasn't gone stir crazy just yet.]

You get places that are nice, just like Earth was and then others that are shitholes. Pandora was a desert wasteland with no water and a bunch of mining hicks and military factions running the show.

But at least you could breathe the air without choking.

[chopshopgoddess.livejournal.com]

Same here.

Wow. I've never left earth except to be here. We don't really have that capability, unless you're like...an astronaut.

[bastardbytrade.livejournal.com]

We left Earth behind a long time ago.

[Did they destroy it? Or simply seek out other planets to explore? Sadly, Canon doesn't say. :(]

Inter-planetary travel is pretty damn common where I'm from. The transport lands, I go have a drink or two, get myself a few contracts and then head out to do whatever. When the job's done I collect my payment, have another drink or three and either stick around and see what else comes up or get the hell out of there.

[chopshopgoddess.livejournal.com]

Man. That sounds...pretty cool, actually.

[Until recently Mikaela hadn't ever even left the west coast.]