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[Shadestyle]

"Weak.  Just as I predicted."

Dackly Shakes her head and goes to reunite with Gozer, and they both go to Kyle, after checking on the armor one last time.

"We are ready Kyle."

"Is anybody else coming along?"


A Ship streaks into the Station, every inch of it still red hot, it parks right next to the gang's ship.

A plate of metal is Kicked out of the Ship, and a person of color, with cybernetic augmentations and a dangerous looking sniper rifle walks out of the hole.  Followed by a mysterious stranger, with his own rifle and a glowing Cybernetic sword.

"I must say, that was simply one of the worst entrances I have ever seen."

"My pilot skills rule.
Your ship is the one at fault.
Either way, we're here."

"Indeed we are old chap, now, let us make haste, the creatures will not wait a moment for us to hunt them!"

The two begin to leave the Ship, going in the general direction of Atlas Safari, while a third being trips and falls flat on their face. a Square robot on a single wheel, Ranting about begging them to not leave him behind.

[Sanure]

((:I A slightly agitated person, a GM does not make))

[Dustan Hache]

((oh hi Hammerlock and Zer0. oh and claptrap!)
ENG would stop doing replication to examine the newcomers, and take a interest in the strange blade.
"What's that fine blade you got on your back stranger, and where could I get one?"

[Bluexdog]

Little sis like the square thing

[PrivateNomad]

Chryssa accepts the COMMs link.

<:: COMMs Link Accepted ::>
...
...
Done.

On the other end, a male voice appears; one tinted with carelessness, yet desperation.
 "Yo. You must be the guys who help stuff, right? Allow the teleport and I'll explain, don't worry, I don't have a bone to pick with anyone."

[kj1225]

Kyle goes to put the square on it's wheel.

[Projeck37]

"Can I at least get a name first?"

[PrivateNomad]

"Can I at least get a name first?"

"I'm Sans. Sans the skeleton."

[kj1225]

Ian furrows an eyebrow at the com between Cryhssa and the person.
"Wait a minute. I recgonise that voice!"

[Projeck37]

"Damn bone puns... Alright, authorizing..."
Chryssa does so.

[Shadestyle]

ZerO turns to ENG with an unreadable expression.

"It is very rare.
I haven't seen any more.
You probably can't."

ENG can see that it uses some very interesting technology, but not much more.

Zer0 and Hammerlock continue to their destination, and Hammerlock begins to speak with the shopkeeper, looking for his usual purchase of Bulk Monofilament, Special Container Grade Rebar, and Bulk Carbon fiber Rope.

"And that should be all my good sir."


"Thank you Conveniently helpful sir and small child! I am a CL4PT-P44 Class steward bot, but my friends, enemies and people who despise me with everything they have, but are forced to employ me based on my functions call me Claptrapper! So about 2/3rds of people!"

[kj1225]

Kyle sighs.
"You're friends are leaving you behind."

[Bluexdog]

Little sis decides to look at claptrap's design. maybe she could draw something on him

[Dustan Hache]

Eng would continue to take interest, after noticing some of the more alien things about Zer0, namely the fact that his face is not visible, if it can even be called male. "what exactly are you hunting? a creature?"

[crazyabe]

Fibsin Walks up to [Claptrap] and Knocks on it
"Hmm, I'v Never seen a Mail box like this before. . ."