“Gorram landings.” Ednali grumbled as she stumbled out of the ship. Behind her, walking in even confident strides, Cory (Cor) Robins whistled while spinning his hand gun. On his shoulders was a cylinder case that was about a meter long. Reaching out with one of his long arms, he steadied his captain before letting her go. His thanks consisted of more grumbling and a wave of a hand.

“Nali, you’ve been flying for nearly a year now. Think that sickness should be bearable.” Cor said with a smile.

“I’ll get use to it as soon as you quit feeling guilty about running with me.” She snapped. His smile was wiped off and he looked to the horizon.

“We’re going to need another hand in this job.” He stated, changing the subject. Nali must have been really stressed out to bring up that topic. It was something that neither one of them liked to talk about. Her with her righteousness and him with his guilt made them a nasty pair.

“Gorrammit. We’re going to need a middle man again. I hate that gou sai. You sure? I mean, we could always get Deliah to come. She’s badass to pull it off.”

Cor only gave his captain a roll of his eyes at her suggestion. Deliah was badass, but she was needed to restock the groceries and to get Nothing Man’s list of parts. Personally, it would be better if they could just get a permanent gunman, but the problem lies with the fact with little Ally. A regular hire hand would be too crude for the little girl to live with. Plus they might loose Paulie and no one would want that for sure.

“So Hayes?”

His captain gave him an ugly look.

“Who else? He’s the only asshole who knows about us.”

He raised his hands to pacify his friend. His captain was a prickly sort of girl. Cor watched her check her weapons, two little pea shooters hidden with a latch underneath her jacket sleeves and the nice large revolver that she used mostly for show. His own stash of arms was more impressive then hers and he could handle the bigger guns with ease.

Not that Nali was a bad shot –