[center][b][color=lightpink]Debra K. Amberdine[/color] - [u]The Dark Matter Bar[/u][/b][/center]

Debra arrived to the Dark Matter Bar and looked around it and found it pretty much empty of all organic life, expect for a 18 or 19 year old boy near the back. Her first impression of the boy was a bit shocked and why is he wearing very old stuff that should be in a museum. She did notice that he was fascinated with a straw, which he was spinning in the shot glass. She didn’t really want anything from a bar, since they would probably laugh at her choice of drink. 

Therefore, she decided to walk towards him, and sit down. She looks out of the said window, he tilts his head, she wonders what that means and looks directly out the window. [i][color=lightpink]”The fucking hell…? That should be more in a museum than his clothes,”[/color][/i] Debra thought, with her jaw dropped a bit. She does noticed the name of the ship, however, the Typhon. She liked the name it fit the pirate motif, since she saw the pirate flag onto the ship that is.

She heard what he said, and was a bit weirded out when he said, shipception. When she saw what the Typhon really looked like from the hologram, then what he said made a bit more sense. She had a bit of a slight annoyance when she heard him say, the name on the poster she burned was fake. She never had to once use a fake name before, mostly because her parents are well known scientists for the Empire. [color=lightpink][i]”Calm down Debra… Even though you want to say, he’s a pretentious twat but he’s definitely making me interested in whatever he’s selling,”[/i][/color] Debra thought to herself.

She listened to his spiel some more, but was blatantly annoyed but heard that he wanted to know the reasons, she wanted to be a pirate. [color=lightpink]”What I want, is pretty simple is to be recognized not for my family’s name and be my own person. Even if I have to kill to get that respect I deserve. I am distinctively trying to break out of the box that my parents created for me, to stop thinking in the box so to say. Not a lot of people think outside of the box anymore from what I saw,”[/color] Debra said, with a bit of a darker outlook on things. She didn’t really know what he is doing because she didn’t really ask.

She face palmed when he finally asked her name. [color=lightpink]”Jeez, I was wondering when you were going to ask that. Usual employers ask your name first, guess you are one of those hyper pretentious people that do that last… My name is Debra Kayla Amberdine, for your information,”[/color] Debra said, a bit rude in turn towards Arron. She rolled her eyes even but all things come in tandem as they say.

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[center][b]The Typhon, Present Day[/b][/center]

Debra sighed a bit when standing in front of Arron as he explained, what’s going on. Her father for his paranoia definitely kept her on her toes and she had live fired rounds at people who were disturbing him. However, she knew that Arron doesn’t know that but she’s all right with real work that involves doing something piratey she guesses. [color=lightpink]”Ugh, I for one never really liked those simulations in the first place. They felt too safe anyway. I definitely give you an agreement to that,”[/color] Debra said, since she rolled her eyes at ‘virtual tests and simulations.’

She heard the translation from Arms and rolled her eyes at what is going on, so they are literally doing a trial by fire type thing. [color=lightpink]”Trial by Fire, That's like the only way really,”[/color] Debra said, to simplify what Arms said. She only said that before Arron started talking and said her nickname that he gave her, which is definitely simple. She cracked her knuckles and was a bit happy to board the Merchant ship because she can use more live rounds on people and plunder the hell out of the merchant vessel.

She waited until Arron was finished and ran towards the Docking tub, and opening her weapons locker on the ship, since she put them in it. She was already wearing her armor since she’s a bit overly prepared for these things. She looked directly at the three weapons her father created and pulled out her Arc Railgun and Archaeal Bow. She touched the Archveil Sniper Rifle and smiled happily at it. She held onto her Arc Railgun and she put the Archaeal Bow on her back. She had a smile on her face. However, she didn’t want to fire her weapon off in the ship, she’s in so she put the Arc Railgun on standby mode since it’s basically around her DNA.