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The Shopkeeper paused for a moment, as he moved more space herb onto the parchment, "Ah yes, two pounds." He used his right hand to correct the mistake on the terminus, "My apologizes, my apologizes. Yess... yes, my cloak." The Shop keeper took off his cloak with his left hand, as he held it out towards Serenity. "This cloak was passed down to me by my ancestors, yes." He gestured at several of the inner runes, which were glowing bright blue. "These runes in the center, are personal." He pointed at a rune which looked like a circle with a seven diamonds entanged within it. "Yes, this shows the heritage of the mining of my clan, yes. The number is luck, as we were rather fortunate not to be culled during the War of Kal'rik Belt."

This war was primarily financed between two mining corporations for the rights to mine in the Kal'rik Asteroid Belt, and the war lasted for twenty four years, well judging by the calendar they use. Most of the native inhabitants of belt, were dislocated due to the war, especially those who fought among the Gorplex Excavation Corporation. After the war the company stocks dropped so low, and they were immediately bought out by Victorious Ventures (the winners of the Kal'rik Belt Wars), and was immediately gutted out to make more credits. Victorious Ventures still operates, and still maintains the rights to the Kal'rik Belt, alongside other asteroid belts, and a variety of planets.

The shop-keeper then pointed towards a rune which seemed to mark the cloak the most. The rune was composed of a triangle marked out with an x, and all of the points of the x had a small circle on them. "These runes, well they are simply the symbol that an old space-faring crew I used to work with. As for why it has the most marks on the cloak, well, the loyalty I shared with them affected me greatly." The shop keeper wistfully remarked, as he returned the cloak back onto himself, "Well, that wasn't all of the things I could share with you about the cloak. But, I figured those were the ones that mattered. Oh yes, yes, I shall make sure your order heads to your ship."
YOU CAN NOT FREE AKIRA TOKUGAWA! HE BELONGS TO THE ESTEEMED SENATOR OF PRAECLARA, VICAVER KASEO AGORIX!!

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Slizardo glanced at Mika, "It was the Johnson who wanted us to go. He offered a fantastic deal, plenty of credits! ... Plus he had some incriminating stuff on us, I think he may have even planted some stuff. So we really needed to get the info he wanted! As for Ripper, I, well he's an idiot who loves just murdering things. He did a good job at it, and that's why he stayed. Though we made sure he didn't go completely bloodthirsty I assure you!" Slizardo glanced towards Wildmax and then again to Mika. "T-thank you Paragons of Mercy! I really, really owe you. Oh and I probably should tell the rest of the crew that Ripper is dead, earlier I messed with a small comm, just warning them in general things went down the drain. I hope they didn't have the ship fixed and decided to jet without me..."
Unit X45-31 focused his visual receptors onto Wildmax, "Bounty is not being turned in. Slizardo is being kept with you." Unit X45-31 hummed for a moment, before turning his head to focus on the other cleaning droids. "Area is now free of shrapnel remains, oil slick remains. Unit X45-31 shall clean that up." Unit X45-31 glanced at the larger disposal droid, which focused it's single visual receptor on Unit X45-31.
-You do not need to do that Unit X45-31- the Disposal Droid chimed towards Unit X45-31.

"I insist Unit 87RT. You have that date with Unit 6O-KYR." Unit X45-31 said as he nodded his head.
-I hope it goes well. I just mustered up the courage to ask him on it.- Unit 87RT responded to Unit X45-31
"Friends do that for friends." said Unit X45-31.
With that the larger disposal droid quickly rolled out of the area. -Thank you.-

After the conversation Unit X45-31 held out his left hand, as a nozzle emerged from his palm which extended onto the oil. "Cleaning excess oil spill." The oil was quickly and efficiently vacuumed into the robot. Unit X45-31 vacuumed it up for a little longer, before emitting a sweet sounding chime. "Process complete. Area is secure and free of debris. Sending additional information regarding the event." The robot hummed for a moment, before trudging off. The two smaller ones quickly rolled away after the Butler-bot.
Ash glanced at Kwu, "Personally I prefer cutting the heel and giving them the chance to run away before talking. But I guess that is a matter of taste." Ash did stand back behind Ultramax, "PLUS he can infect the people inside with the Cooties Contagion!" Ash nodded, "Actually make use of the biological agent he has on him, instead of just endangering us." Ash glanced again at Kwu, "Well you and me anyway, we still risk being infected."
Slizardo glanced at Wildmax and mumbled a bit, "... It's not my fault my parents named me after a Monster Tank they saw on the feed." Slizardo glanced at Wildmax with his eyes in terror, "Oh please can'tcha let me go!?" As soon as he was making this plea, a robot with an incredibly large square torso with two large continuous tracks rolled up on the scene. It focused it's visual receptor onto the deceased gentleman as it opened up it's lengthy claw hands as it picked up the body, and opened up it's torso revealing jets of blue flames. -Disposing of carcass in process.- It hummed, as it quickly placed the body inside, and had the torso shut with a loud clang. Two smaller versions of this robot rolled onto the scene, which were primarily different for instead of having movable claws each having a right hand as a broom and the left as a dust pin. They began collecting the vast amount of shrapnel pieces in the area.

Behind Wildmax another robot appeared. It appeared relatively humanoid and its chassis was painted to look like it was wearing a three piece suit. The robot's head was bright white and looked like a wolf skull. It focused its red visual receptors on Wildmax, then onto the Reptilian. "Scanning." The robot focused its visual receptors on the Reptilian and paused for a very brief moment. It chimed up again "Target confirmed as Slizardo." It paused for a few moments, as it hummed a bit. The robot's head twisted towards Wildmax, "One Designated Wildmax, I am White Nova Security Unit X45-31, bounty will be awarded for Slizardo. You are delivering his bounty to White Nova Syndicate correct?"
"As a matter of fact, I am going to knock on the door." Ash said with a matter of fact tone of voice. He opened the door to the van, and stepped out. Ash looked around the dilapidated parking lot for a moment, before walking straight towards the Roller Rink. Ash paused for a moment as he was heading there, as he adjusted his hoody, as he placed it fully on. Excellent, now ooh, make sure to judge this place for a potential facility for my Drug Empire! He thought to himself. Ash rolled his neck around, as he stretched out both of his hands, intertwining the fingers and revealing the palms of his hands. Ash glanced back, towards the van as he shouted out, "Hurry up! ... If you don't feel like knocking on the door, such as myself, just go around. But I for one am just going through the front door." Ash headed forth towards the entrance of the Roller Rink, as he looked for the door to knock on. "Aha!" Ash found a door and knocked on it.
Don't think it'll be too much longer before next episode starts up.
The Reptilian eagerly nodded his head at the girl, "Yes I need to tell Johnson the deal is off. It isn't profitable at this point, and I would expect tons of collateral damage if for some stupid reason I decided to go. Thank you, thank you, you paragon of mercy. Uh, do you own this droid?" He glanced at Mika as he pointed with his left claw at the Robot, "GAH! Err, I didn't mean anything threatening with the pointing. Please don't shoot me." He glanced back at Mika, "But yes, you have my word. Not going to do that raid upon Tokugawa, Corporate Agent... Your droid, at least I assume it is yours, made it very clear."
The Reptilian still on the oil-slick looked at the Robot. "... You, just... Ripper! You!" The Reptilian began cackling, "I -told- Ripper he should be careful and buy less stuff. Guess the bastard learned eh? Well, he won't be getting up too soon. Say, now can you let me depart now?" The Reptilian tilted his head as he asked the Robot his question. He nervously eyed the oil slick, "Oh also please don't shoot me. I just want to clarify that up again."
Virus lunged at full speed towards Akira "GGRRRRRRRRAUUUUWOOOOOOO!" he howled out as he jumped up attempting to slam his claws down on Akira's head and shoulders. Booger whimpered a bit, as he moved on his three legs, as his front claw was burned quite a bit, but that did not stop Booger from going after Akira at a slower speed, and attempting to chomp down on his lower legs.

Vicaver nodded to a slave, who knelt down and gave Vicaver a large mug filled to the brim with a dark purple froth. Vicaver smiled, "You may leave slave." The slave, quivvering quickly dashed out of the room as Vicaver placed his right leg over his left as he took a swig from the mug, as he looked down at the crowd, where he saw that Tony was dead, due to his own slime attack. Vicaver's brow furrowed as he began swirling the liquid in his mouth. He proceeded to swirl it around for a few moments, before swallowing it. "... I WILL GET YOU SLAVE!" Vicaver bellowed out as he gripped harder onto the mug, now drinking a large quaff of it.
The Shop-keeper stared at Serenity as she pulled out the card from her clevage, it appeared he was uninterested in the method of how it was taken out. "Yes, yes a pound you say? Provide me the info to your Ship's AI, and I will send the pound there yes." He manuevered the box onto the altar, as he took out half an ounce, and held it in place with his tendril, as he used his left claw to reach under the altar, as he pulled out a plain parchment and placed it on the altar. He then placed the Telandi Space Weed on the parchment as he used his tendril to wrap it up. "Ah yes, the drum and the cloak, certainly." He took the credit card with his right hand and scanned it at the terminus before handing it back. "Hm, would you care to learn about the cloak first or the contents of the drum?"
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