The holo-projector's dossier for one Julia Meyer was the center of Flint's attention. In the stuffy air and dim lighting of the cruiser, his goggles and cowl stayed out of his way around his neck, giving his crewmates a view less obstructed than the wide-brimmed lady that sat beside him. Across the projector in front of him, and slouched heavily along the other side's seating was the only member of the newly formed rag-tag gang that Flint had any trust for at the moment. His own sister Steel, staring past the glitchy imagery of their target, her mind was elsewhere. As the hunter that introduced herself as Sunrise threw her two cents in about their shared target, Flint glanced left to resolve her face in his mind. He nodded along with her assessment, his mouth parting to add to it but unable to before the man across the opposite corner of the holo-table spoke his mind. It was the same point that Flint would have made- caution to the many scrying eyes surrounding this girl. Satisfied with the seemingly relative competence of his new companions so far, he let out a small breath of relief and leaned a bit back in his seat.

[color=89773e]"At least we're all on the same page about that,"[/color] he agreed with Black Jack Doe. Well- almost. [color=89773e]"Though, 'shillin' isn't exactly the word I'd use. Seemed to me like she's on the run. Sure- she could have orchestrated some faux ransom with someone else to con her own old man out of some cred but..."[/color] his voice trailed off, trying to scrutinize any sort of motive on the still image of their target standing between them all. 

[color=868DDC]"Seems a bit more likely she just couldn't stand the guy,"[/color] Steel finally chimed in, refusing to recover from her slouch as she returned her attention to the ship they were all in. [color=868DDC]"Don't overthink it. He's a pig, she's a hippie. The two don't mix."[/color]

Flint opened his mouth to respond but was once again cut off, this time by their pilot Trey who delivered unto the group the news of arrival. He lifted himself with a small [color=89773e]"huff"[/color] as he slung his rifle over his shoulder. Following the others out onto the ramp that descended from the ship to the dirt below, he rose his goggles as he peered across to their welcoming party. [color=89773e]"Great,"[/color] he muttered to himself in frustration just as his sister found his shoulder to lean herself on. [color=868DDC]"Great,"[/color] she hummed to him in sarcastic elation at the same sight. [color=868DDC]"If things get heated, don't shoot the suit first, gotta see what he knows."[/color]

[color=89773e]"Don't make things heated and I won't have to."[/color]

Steel simply smiled to him as she broke away from his shoulder, standing upright and lifting her helmet to her head.