So… she had a destination, she had an object and she had a buyer but… she had no way to get there… A long sigh left the young girl with short blue hair as she munched away on a cracker in her hotel room. Damn, she had some high hopes in thinking she might not have to split any of this income from the job. However, it looked like that was not going to be the case.

Blinking her violet colored eyes, she stood from her bed and preceded her complete her steps to leave. A quick shower, teeth brushed and hair combed, dressed and packets into her duffle bag, the girl exited the room and proceeded towards the lobby. 

Checking out of the hotel was bitter sweet. She did hate the idea of having to leave the comfortable room that had been her home for the past couple of weeks. But at the same time, she’s thankful not to be spending money on a room anymore. This was Rei Carpenter and she was a little more than your average traveler.

In fact the woman carrying the duffle bag over her shoulder was really one of the last members of the LeFontaine Family. The LeFontaine family was gentleman thieves in their own right. Stealing from those who can afford to have things ‘go missing’ and using that money to support themselves and sometimes others was part of her family’s code; however, they did have a bad habit of not including everyone in on their ideas and… some people didn’t take too kindly to that. That Seth guy hated her because he got caught, which was [b]not[/b] her fault, and now seeks vengeance against her for his time in prison. And that was her last time working with an ‘upstanding citizen’. And now you know why she’s at Aersummit.

Placing her free hand on her brown jean covered hip, her gaze scanned across the land. [i]Okay, now I have to find another transportation…[/i] She thought, however a cringe moved through her body; she would have to fly to the next job and flying was something she dreaded. Taking a spot on a bench she dug through her bag until she found a pre-designed flyer, one of her many; that specifically asked for a pilot, boy it’s been a while since she used this one. As much as she dreaded the idea of using this form of transportation she didn’t have a choice.

Heading to the location bar, “The Trumpet Bar” She ventured inside went straight to the bulletin board. Pinning the job flyer up, she turned and walked to the bar, sitting a few spots down from Jacob and ordering herself a scotch on the rocks. 

The sign read as follows – 
[i]SEEKING CAPTAIN.
Looking for be flown to and from a destination.
Cost is up for discussion; a percentage of the cut can be offered in place of standard payment but ya don’t get both.
Must have able-bodied ship with a guest room, cargo bay, and be okay with some rough things.

Order a “Rocky Mountain Beer” and the bartender will point you to me.[/i]