Transfer of Goods [Kara, Dan]

[Syeira Duvont]

[January 31st, 2523]

Syeira Duvont was back on Paquin, home. Her true home, not the one that flew around in the black. The once captain had gotten word that her mother Ashlin was ill, she immediately had told her crew what that meant. It meant the end of the Veasna. The others had gotten off the ship at various points as the trip was made to Paquin. Dan and his two siblings were the only ones left, with promise that with Syeira's connections she might have some good luck to find them a new ship.

She and her family were well known in alot of places on Paquin, the Gypsy's village was even more-so. Which meant Syeira had quite the pull around some places.

Luckily word was that there were a few prospects for the gypsy to talk to over at the docks. With some nice conversation and luck the kids would have a place to call home that would be safe. Safe from whatever it was they were hiding from.

Syeira's first stop was a modified dragonfly called the Rayya, the new owner was Kara. The ship still wasn't set to depart from Paquin, but she could assist with that too really. There were a couple mechanics who would happily do her a favor and give the captain a break on costs. Not to mention work quickly.

The gypsy approached the ship with her usual confident stride, see the dark haired woman in the cargo bay. "Pardon me, would you be the captain of the Rayya?"

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Outfit

[Kara Monroe]

It was taking a little longer than Kara has expected, she was taking flight classes, but it wasn't the same as actually flying a ship this large. She knew she could get it from point A to point B, but, they all better pray nothing aside from a straight line was required.

Kara was working on some minor issues within the cargo bay. By minor issues, what she was really doing was trying to get their newest shipment squared away. Kyla had been helping her move the heavy things, but for the moment, she wasn't sure where her sister was in the ship. Though she suspected it had something to do with lunch, after all her sister had that annoying habit of knowing when Kara was getting hungry.

"Depends on who's askin'." Kara was leaning over and collecting several smaller parts needed for the ship when the woman spoke to her. Her eyes looked her up and down, she seemed like she belonged here. Kara on the other hand, stuck out like a sore thumb.

She wiped her hands on her pants and limped down to see the woman, her leg still in it's cast. Though Kara swore her sister left it on just to spite her. "Yes, this bird is mine, I'm Kara, and you would be?" When she was close enough Kara offered the woman her hand.

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Outfit

[Syeira Duvont]

Syeira grinned at the woman's first instinct to be defensive, she knew that reaction, often having it herself depending on what planet she was on. The gypsy noted mentally about the captain's condition, making her wonder exactly what put her that way. Perhaps this wasn't the ship she wanted to try and put three young ones on after all.

"Nice to meet ya Kara. Syeira Duvont, former captain myself, now I'm just heading home to Potcoava. After a bit of business that is." She took the woman's wrist as her hand was offered, giving it a soft grip in greeting. A traditional greeting in her village not to mention there were quite a many folks not from Potcoava who adopted it as well.

She let Kara's wrist go after a short embrace, leaving a grin on her lips. So far so good, the captain seemed okay, at least that was the vibe Syeira was getting. "To get to the point I won't keep ya long Captain, if you aren't too picky about taking on your crew..I've got a few young ones who need a safe ship to fly with." Syeira gave a light nod in the direction where the Bruce family was hiding out around the corner from the Rayya.

[Kara Monroe]

"Young ones?" Kara leaned around the woman to see what she would consider still children. 'Children? She wants me to take children onto my boat?' Kara looked back at the woman with a brow raised. She had been around children in the past, taught them how to fire guns, how to disarm in close combat, and even how to pick out vital areas in which to grab to cause pain, or to cut to cause death. However, Kara had never been one for kids. She never understood them, and they never seemed to understand her. To be fair though, the kids at the Academy loved her classes and she loved teaching, but outside of that setting, she didn't know what to do with them.

"My ship is still in a repair hold, I couldn't take the kids even if I wanted to." She glanced back at the children. "You said crew and not passengers. Is there something I should be aware of?" Her eyes moved back to Syeira, she wasn't picky about her crew, she never intended to be as such, but what could these kids possibly have to offer?

[Syeira Duvont]

Syeira knew it wasn't going to be an easy sell, hell she'd only had them on her ship because they had snuck inside. The woman's reaction wasn't surprising to her at all. She sighed lightly and leaned against the wall of the ship though before the explanations began. "Look, they are young. The two are much younger than I would have wanted on my ship, but the three of them..they're inseparable. As far as the honest truth about them I couldn't give it all to you since I don't know myself. The older one, Dan, though he's quite good at...acquiring things. If you gather my drift. The other two, Chris and Skye, they're damn fine cooks."

She glanced back over at the three as they closed the gap between the gypsy and where they had been. "I know it isn't an ideal setup, but you need crew and they work hard. I made sure of that while they were on my boat." Syeira took a moment before she continued again, coming to another idea that might help sweeten the deal for Kara. "Since you've got these repairs to make, I could help you out a bit with that. I know some of the best mechanics around here, I'm sure I could get them to cut you a good deal. Get your ship up in the air quick too."

[Kara Monroe]

Kara was already working on a way to tell the woman 'Hell to the no' but then the pot sweetened. They hadn't gotten a mechanic yet, no more than that, they hadn't gotten most of the repairs done. Kara was trying her best, but with her leg as it was she couldn't stay on it long before the pain started to set it. Only a couple more weeks until the cast was off, but, there was also the loss of strength in it. She hated casts, and for the moment she hated Hale.

"An acquirer," she used quote fingers for good measure "and two assistants for Kyla?" She looked back over to the children, she really didn't want them, heck she would rather tell this woman to take the kids with her and leave, not in a rude way mind you. Well then again Kara was in a mood at the moment.

However, she needed a crew, and she needed help getting the Rayya running again. She rested her hand against the ship and looked up at it, almost as if they were speaking in a way. "Help me get her in the air, and you have yourself a deal. I will protect them and keep them aboard as long as they wish to stay. If they choose to leave, I will not stop them. They will be a part of the crew and I will expect them to act as much." For the moment she didn't have the money to lay lazy crew members, she would leave them all behind if they stopped being useful.

Kara offered the woman her hand again, she wanted to shake on this deal before the offer went away. Though if the Rayya was right, things were going to work out better than she had hoped.