Rev sat in his pilot’s seat, the chair swiveled to face Elizabeth. He had a conundrum on his hands- He had received a sum as an advance from the merchants to guarantee payment and her safety, but that was before he had known she was half-dragon. She didn’t have the money to pay back the merchants, but turning her in for servitude would be selling one of his own kind to slavery. He sighed. It was about time he got a partner anyways.

“We can do this two ways. I can pay off your debt, and you can work for me as partners. Or, I can tell the merchants you died in that freak crash. I was unable to retrieve the body, and presumably any money you had died with it. You’d have to lay low for a while, but you would be on your way in the galaxy doing whatever it is you do with your life.” he said.

He crossed his arms, leaning back into his chair. The choice was her, and even though he was secretly hoping she would stick around, he didn’t let it show on his face. This was her choice, and would affect her in the short term a great deal, and maybe even the long term.


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Elizabeth tapped her chin as she thought of the options. Her chair was on a swivel as well and she used it to her full advantage, spinnig around keeping up her angular momentum by kicking the dashboard and walls.

"Well, I've never been dead before so that could be interesting..." she thought outloud. However she caught Rev as he twinged just slightly. He had been trying to keep his emotions hidden, but it seemed like he was unable to do so at the moment.

"But you know what? I think that I've gotten far too used to having you around, Rev. Why don't you tag along with me after you you pay that debt of mine off?" Elizabeth had stopped twirling around in her seat. She was now looking Rev dead in the eyes, a wild smirk plastered on her pink lips.

[size=61]Rev raised an eyebrow curiosly as she suggested the he follow her around. “Excuse me? If I remember correctly, you have no money, no ship, I saved your life, and I’m paying your debts, but I’m tagging along with you? I don’t think so Elizabeth.” he said, laughing.[/size]

[size=61]“Regardless, I need to go restock in Clan Kyodain territory, They’re expecting me back soon, and i would hate to be late.” he said, swiveling again to face his controls. As he did so, something came to mind. “Oh, and keep your feet off my consoles Elizabeth. They’re a bitch to clean.”[/size]

[size=61]He punched in the coordinates for Allui Station, the main station of the Kyodain, maneuvering around the planet so that he would have a straight shot at the station. He checked over his systems, making sure everything was running green. Satisfied that his ship was running properly, he powered up the engines and the FTL drive, leaning back in his seat. “Ladies and gentlemen, next stop, Allui Station.” he muttered.[/size]

[size=61]He turned to face Elizabeth once more.”After I restock, I’ll head off to pay your debts. And then I reckon that they still owe me a bounty for bringing you to them, even if they don’t get to keep ya.” he said with a wink, as his ship began its journey to Allui Station. [/size]

Elizabeth laughed as she heard Rev's response. And then she frowned as he told her to keep her feet off the consoles. Mumbling something about a ship not being able to work properly if it isn't broken in or anything.

"Do you always act as if there are other people with you or are you just insane?" Elizabeth asked, her tone completely serious, but her genuine smirk gave her playfulness away. She wondered what Allui Station would be like. At least Revereth talked highly of the place.

"Ok big guy, wake me up when we get there." Elizabeth let out a very unladylike yawn as she stretched back in her chair. All the magic that she had used throughout the day had taken a considerable toll on her body. Elizabeth stretched out fully, slumped in her chair with her feet crossed on top of the console. "Good night," she mumbled as she promptly fell asleep.

[size=34]Rev heard her muttering, choosing to respond rather than ignore it.[/size]

[size=34]“Actually, the ship works fine. It’s an older ship though, and I’d like it to keep working until I have the credits to upgrade it. And those are some big words coming from someone whose ship just blew up from an engine failure.” he said, smirking.[/size]

[size=34]“Oh, you didn’t realize yet? I’m batshit crazy,” he said, laughing at her comment. How she got the idea that he was mad was beyond him, but he was never one to deny being insane.[/size]

[size=34]He sighed as she yawned, putting her feet up on the console again. “Really? We just had this conversation. Your boots are covered in sand, and there’s no way in hell that that could be good for my ship.” he said, standing up, walking over to her, and lightly pushing her feet off the console.[/size]

A small little automaton wiggled around in Elizabeth's bag. Her power forcing it to obey. As such, when the tiny little metal man had eventually escaped from her bag, blue arcs of electricity continuously flowed between itself and her. The creation looked around, intent on exploring.

As Elizabeth slept, the small machine ran abOut the empty cockpit. It reached into every nook and cranny and looked at every buttOn, nob, and doohicky. Once it had satisfied it's inborn curiosity, the machine returned to Elizabeth. As it sat in her sleeping lap, great arcs of lightning jumped betweenitself and Elizabeth, and these arcs were just getting stronger.

Then, the cabin's door creaked openand Revereth, Elizabeth's new partner, walked in. The machine stood up in her la in a stance that was ready to defend Elizabeth.

Revereth stared at the tiny metal construct for a moment. He walked over to a drawer, opening it casually. He moved the content of the drawer over to another, leaving it open. He casually walked over to the console Elizabeth had fallen asleep at, pushing a few buttons that did nothing serious. He hand snapped out as he grabbed the construct, tossing it into the open drawer with a flick of his wrist, shutting it with his foot and locking it manually. 

He glanced over at Elizabeth. It was a long time until they arrived at Allui Station, a few more hours at least, and he knew how uncomfortable it was to sleep in the chairs in the cockpit. There was a single small room on the ship, with only a bed and a few extra pieces of gear he kept in case his primaries got damaged.

He picked her up softly, careful not to wake her as he made his way out of the cockpit. He was careful not to bump into anything- the last thing he needed was to wake her up while she was in his arms. He wasn't an awkward person, but that would still be an awkward experience. He opened the door with his foot, muttering something about her being a bad influence before laying her down. 

Allui Station was still a few hours away, so for those few hours he settled down in the cockpit, monitoring the ship and its status. As they neared Allui Station, he opened comms. "Allui Station, this is Revereth. Requesting permission to land." he said calmly.

Elizabeth thrashed around in her sleep, beads is sweat forming on her skin cascading into the fabrics that laid around her. Arcs of lightning flew from her striking any and all exposed metal. Then, with an ear splitting scream, she woke up sitting straight in the bed, her breathing heavy.

Looking around the room, she couldn't find her bag. She had left it in the cockpit of the ship. Scrambling out of the bed and into the hall her sweat soaked hair clung to her skin in wet braids. She looked up anddown the hallway but had no idea where to go. Givingin to desperation, Elizabeth began to use her lightning to find the cockpit. Sending out tendril-like arcs of electricity, she started to scour the entire ship, the lightning traveling farther and farther through the halls.