Sev observed the creature as it gathered it's belongings from the smoldering wreckage of it's vessel. The threat assessment protocol was picking up on a couple of the gizmos that the alien managed to salvage. A few retro scoutbots and a cage of some sort. Nothing Sev was really too concerned about. The young alien was lucky to make it out of that wreck alive, let alone with a few intact trinkets. By the time the alien had noticed Sev's presence, she'd already sized her up pretty well. "Honestly it's the first crash that totaled the Skipper", the young woman answered Sev. 
	The android cocked her head to the side quizzically, like an animal that was listening to a high pitched noise. Sev assessed the remains of the ship with her ocular scanners. The thing was a relic. At a glance most of it's parts predated her own creation and the parts that remained intact were worth less than she spent on the hover bike rental. Maybe this trip was a bust after all. There wasn't any point in stripping down a piece of junk like this. It's not like Sev was hurting for credits anyways. Sev removed her hand from her hip and took a more relaxed stance. According to the readings she was getting, the alien was going to enter fight or flight mode at any second now. Sev let out a bored sigh before speaking again, her glowing blue eyes flickered in the darkness and trained on the young woman. [color=92278f]"Alright, look kid. The way I see it, you've got two options. Either you can stay here with your rust bucket and wait for the other, less civil scavengers to show up. And I can tell you for a fact that they'll want everything from you including the clothes on your back. Or, I give you a lift back to town and we can negotiate my transportation fee. Make it fast kid, I'm on the clock"[/color].   
	With that Sev made her way back over to the hover bike and got herself seated. Whatever this alien had gotten herself into, it wasn't a typical crash. Sev had no intention of pressing her too hard for information, not yet at least. Besides, she wanted to see what kind of loot she could shake out of the current situation. She cast a quick glance over the horizon and she could see droves of hover crafts headed for their current position. If they delayed too long they'd be looking at fighting their way back into the city and Sev wasn't in the mood for a shootout with kids trying to earn a meal. [color=92278f]"Personal chauffeur going once"[/color], Sev revved the hover bike engine once more and waited for the alien woman to make a choice, slowly putting the machine into motion. [color=92278f]"Twice..."[/color]