[h2] “Captain” James Castleton [/h2]


[quote=@Dyelli Beybi]

"Because first off, our best chance here is to work together for now.  We don't know this place and we don't have money.  While one or two of you -" she glanced at Molybdenum and Bandit, "Can hide the fact you just got off a prison ship, the rest of us can't unless we want to run around this desert in our underwear which would be ill advised for a host of other reasons. We look like a bunch of escaped convicts, and I'd rather not end up unexpectedly escaping the labour camps only to end up straight back in whatever this planet's equivalent of a prison is."
[/quote]

“I don’t know.” James pitched in from his position at the front of the impromptu column. “A poor soul in their underwear; tragically robbed and left for dead might be a decent foot into the town.” 

A pause as he spit and glared at the steadily rising sun. 

“Or at least draw attention away from a band of enterprising scroungers.”