He eyes the woman then hands over the weapons, thinking to himself.
[i]Why not? You're a trained soldier. If something happens, she wouldn't be a problem.
She could be...[/i]
He speaks up, sitting next to her in the co-pilot seat.
"So, where are you heading?"
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[b]Marie takes the guns, struggling as she puts them on the floor and pushes them to a corner.[/b] [i]I shouldn't have asked for these...hes probably more dangerous unarmed.[/i] [i]"Somewhere. Why? Need anything from your....the ship's debris? Or are you a wanted man on the run? Hm?"[/i]
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He shakes his head. "I'd prefer not to talk about that." It seems that topic was touchy, even such a large man. He may have been physically strong, but mentally, he was.....on the verge. "I'm not wanted, I don't think."
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[b]Marie notices. [/b] [i]"Okay, hope your not lying to me."[/i] [b]She puts the ship on manual control, puts her scorpion sidearm on her lap, and flies the ship towards her destination.[/b]
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[spoiler]I'll make a new post[/spoiler] Python sits back in his chair, crossing his arms. He's silent...