[hr] [center][img]http://txt-dynamic.cdn.1001fonts.net/txt/dHRmLjcyLmI3N2I0ZS5VMmx5SUV0cGJtUnNaUSwsLjA,/destructobeam-bb.bold.png[/img][/center] [hr] "[color=9e0b0f]Oh my, this place is pitiful.[/color]" Sir KIndle was not very fond of being in filthy towns such as this one, but he didn't have much of a choice. Due to the lack of resources, Sir Kindle was sent down to negotiate a deal for a mass amount of resources such as metal, tools, and fuel. The easy part was obtaining the tools and metal, but the fuel, on the other hand, was very difficult. Sir Kindle check numerous bars and contract board but had no luck of finding a pilot that was in possession of a refueling shuttle. A few hours later Sir kindles systems began to overheat, due to the extreme temperature. The words [color=0054a6]System Overheating[/color] appeared on Sir Kindles PDA. [i][color=9e0b0f]"Oh dear, this can't be good. I should make haste to the nearest pub."[/color][/i] Sir Kindles walks into a bar called the Smashed Hammer. This bar wasn't the best looking place around. Rusted scrap metal cover the walls and roof. The people inside the bar looked at Sir Kindle like he was nothing, but walking scrap. Tension began to build as Sir Kindle made his way to the counter and took a seat. It was dead silent. So silent you could hear a pin drop. If they keep this up something will be dropping soon if you catch my drift. It was silent for a few minutes until a voice as rough as sandpaper spoke out to Sir Kindle. [color=f7976a]"We don't accept your kind here. So if you wouldn't mind getting your metal ass out of here that would be great."[/color] [color=9e0b0f]"fine Sir, I didn't see a sign saying I cant be in your establishment. So I'm not going to leave until I'm finished."[/color] Sir Kindle tipped his hat and looked down at his PDA and ran some calculations as he waited to cool off. The other man was shocked, to say the least about Sir kindles reaction. The man puts his weapon on the counter right in front of Sir Kindle. [color=9e0b0f]"How about now, you metal bitch."[/color] The thing is, Sir Kindle doesn't take kindly to threats. [color=9e0b0f]"Are you sure you want to do that. I wouldn't want to embarrass you in front of all your customers."[/color] [color=9e0b0f]"TRY ME!"[/color] The man leans in head first towards Sir Kindle. This man just made a terrible choice. [color=9e0b0f]"Fine, but just remember this was all your fault."[/color] Before the poor man could even respond. Sir Kindle grabbed him by the head and smashed his head right through the counter, Absolutely destroying the counter. Sir kindle gets up and turns around to face the rest of the people in the bar. [color=9e0b0f]"Do any of you fine sirs want to try their luck as well?"[/color] They all just faced away from Sir Kindle and acted like nothing ever happened. [color=9e0b0f]"No? Ok, then I shall be on my way."[/color] Sir Kindle, tipped his hat once more and made his way to the exit, but before he could leave he had one more question to ask. [color=9e0b0f]"Oh, I almost forgot to ask. Does anyone have a refueling shuttle by chance?"[/color] They all just sat their silently. Not a single word was said. [color=9e0b0f]"I will take that as a no. Well, that's a shame, a true shame indeed."[/color] Sir Kindle walks out of the bar and back into the blistering heat of the desert. Well, I guess it's a good thing he cant feel temperature. [color=0054a6]"Incoming call from Kindle 0253"[/color] Sir Kindles PDA was receiving a call from one of the Kindle back on his ship. So that means it has to be important. So Sir Kindles answers the call. [color=9e0b0f]"Hello, 0253 what information do you have for me now"[/color] [color=0054a6]"Sir, were sending an Evac shuttle for you now."[/color] [color=9e0b0f]"Why? whats going on over there?"[/color] [color=9e0b0f]"Sir, we picked up many ships on the radar quickly approaching the ground of the planet."[/color] Sir Kindles was going to say to hurry up on that evac then, but something caught his eye that changed his mind completely. There was this little group of kids playing what seemed to be soccer. Sir Kindle knew that if he just left he would feel guilty about it. [color=9e0b0f]"Cancel that Evac for now. I'll stay here and help protect the town. make sure to send out all fighters to protect the ship."[/color] [color=0054a6]"Copy that sir. Over and out."[/color] The call ended after that. Sir kindle glanced up at the sky to see what seems to be dropships. Piercing the sky like a bullet in the wind. [color=9e0b0f]"Why must this planet be full of blood-thirsty barbarians."[/color]