When the ship landed, Rygar knew this was his last chance to back out. If he didn't, who'd have to take responsibility for everything that would happen. But the prospect of a new high was almost too much for him to resist. He was tempted just to waste the girl and loot through her body for a sample, but even he thought that might have been too extreme. Rygar silently followed the girl out of the ship and to one of the storage containers. Oddly enough, they also had his bike. He wasn't sure when they moved it off the ceiling, but he didn't question it. He simply put it on neutral and rolled it alongside him as Pascale ran off somewhere quiet for them to imbibe the drug.

But Rygar didn't snort or swallow, he injected. When Pascale showed him the Dust-like substance and how it was to be taken, he ignored her. He always mixed his stuff together, against all logic and safety. Opening a compartment on the Sepulcher he took out a rather large syringe, half filled with some sort of white-green liquid. That was Mamitas, the steroid=like drug that he was hooked on all those years ago. [b]"There's only one way to take these, and that's directly. No need for that bullshit filtration stuff."[/b] Rygar stuck his syringe into the vial of the mysterious stuff and pulled some through the needle. After cleaning the tip, he stopped before he injected. [b]"Hey, what's this stuff do anyways?"[/b]