Nightstar didn't know what was going on. Without one of those flying toaster looking things flying around them he had no idea what anyone was saying. It was clear the female was standing up for him, so he wouldn't stand by and watch her get slammed into a wall without making a move. Mason dove forward with red energy emitting from his fist and hit the biggest Durkin in the six man group in what resembled his face. After that and a few energy blasts from his hands, it seemed Ash was making quick work of Laus. No clue where Nix and Needles wandered off to. "Thanks for whatever it was you said to that guy back there, but we need to get out of here..." Mason said grabbing his coat and heading for an exit. Other aliens from neighboring space sectors watched as the Durkins picked themselves up, spitting up something awful, and grumbling alien curse words. Nightstar was surprised to have met such an interesting woman in an alien bar of all places. One of the alien translators was beginning to hover around the pair, and after Mason realized what it was he went ahead and spoke while he had the chance to be understood. "I'm called Nightstar on my world, but my friends call me Mason. My ship is grounded on this planet until my mechanics figure out what's wrong with the engine, but I may need to find some spare parts. I don't care if we have to do a job to get them or if I have to take them, we HAVE to get off this planet sooner than later... does this place have a junkyard around here somewhere?" Nightstar asked hoping it wasn't asking for too much or overstepping any bounds. God forbid if her father was the owner of a junkyard and Mason just told her he'd steal from the man if need be. Talk about an awkward moment. As Mason waited for her response he noticed her wilder looking hair-do. The pair were in a neighboring tunnel now, still underground, and about two blocks away from the alien bar where they'd just met earlier. Hopefully the flying toaster looking alien language translator didn't fly off before she spoke... ~KL~