Null Space

I don't want to intrude but I'll join now. I'll edite this post later......

Name: Xan
Hight: 6"5'
Hair colour: Red brown
Job: Mech piolt
eye colour: brown

Bio: He rarely rembers his past. And has a real nack for jumping the gun when he's shot at. But he has a big heart. And a calm almost cold, steely mannor. He prefures tp take his ride out for a spin when he needs to let off steem. He wants to get employ ment that lets him fire his rides cannon.

"Uhhhghhhhhhh..........." groned Xan as he wiped the blood from his eyes. He set his hands on the cobtols and set a coure for the ships in the vicinty. "uhhh hey? Do you prople have a decint hanger? I need to land." he said as he sent a com to the ships he was headed for.

Marco took a sip from his water. "I wouldn't engage them in this ship alone." He said, loud enough for Kit to hear.

"We don't have much of a choice." Kit answered and walked back over to him hanging up on her watch. "If they are out to put war on us the we need to fight."

Marco shrugged. "Its a bit futile. There are too many for this one ship. Is there an escape pod?"

"We don't have enough for everyone. Worst comes to worst we'll put women and children on the escape ships and fly them off while we fight." Kit explained and looked at him. "I hate to say it but you and your crew will be the first one's set out for battle."

Marco tilted his head. "What do you mean?" He asked, intrigued.

"Meaning we will be forcing guns into your hands and sending you off to fight those guys, amnesia or not." Kit clarified.

Marco's eyes widened. "Why would that be?" He asked, slight fear in the back of his voice.

"Uhhhghhhhhhh..........." groned Xan as he wiped the blood from his eyes. He set his hands on the contols and set a coure for the ships in the vicinty. "uhhh hey? Do you prople have a decint hanger? I need to land." he said as he sent a com to the ships he was headed for. "No need to worry..................... I don't want to start any fights.........." he added, hopeing to appear friendly

"Because no one knows you. Everyone would feel better if they sent out criminals then one of our own." Kit said not sugar coating it. She heard a voice coming through her watch and pressed the speaking button. "Name your model of transportation, name, and who you work for." She said seriously.

"Xan Figiumi, Modle is a Scopedog AT, my units computer is shorted out. I'm doing this manuly. So it hard to give u the rest of the info. But i am out of ammo and am low on energy. And i'm a gun for hire." Xan commed

Marco looked down at his glass. "But... I don't know how to fly a ship." He said, his voice shaky.

"Fly to the port on the right side of ship labeled with an X. You will be availuated there." Kit said and looked at Marco after shut off her watch. "But you captioned a ship. That's kinda hard to believe even with amnesia."

Marco shook his head. "I-I really don't know how. Please, don't make me go out there." He said, his voice shaky.

Ross entered the restaurant. His piercing eyes found the table where the others were sitting and he walked over to them. "Heard about the ships, yet?" He asked her.

"Alright." Xan commed as he manuvored into the port. When his AT's feet hit the decking, Xan set his unit into standby mode and poped the hatch and climbed out

Kit looked at Marco not feeling quite happy about his situation. She then looked at Ross when he came up to the table. "I was just about to go see what the caption wants done. As lead engineer I have to make sure this ship's ready for battle after all."

Marco didn't say anything, he just kept looking at his glass.

Ross nodded. "Probably a safe plan." He said, chuckling. He glanced at Marco. "Who's that?" He asked, nodding his head at Marco.

"Ross this is Marco the caption of the crashed ship." Kit explained looking at Marco.

Marco nodded his head in acknowledgement, still looking at his glass.

Ross blinked. "Really? That's him?"

"man............................ the main C,P,C,C is fried......................." Mumbled Xan as he studied the curcit board. the Chip in the center was Chared black and needed to be replaced. "Hello? where did u want to talk to me miss?" he commed quickly.

(Why do you put so many periods after words?)

Kit nodded. "Yep," she clarified and the voice of that guy came through her watch again. She scowled at the sound. "Why is no one at the port to greet strangers?!"

(That`s what I was thinking...)

Ross blinked. "Funny. That's not the face I'd put to the type of ship he was flying."

(I have to go in a minute here.)

"He has amneisa there is no clue to who he really is beside his name." Kit explained.

(Alright)