Crystaltip sighs and rubs the back of his neck when he steps off his tiny ship. Thank goodness he had found this neutral stop! He was starting to go crazy from being cooped up for so long.
Mephisto frowned as he looked his ship over on the outside. Some damage from the meteors that he couldn’t avoid, but that wasn’t too bad. What worried him was the fact that he’d gotten a little chase from some pirates that he’d managed to piss off and they’d aimed their ship’s weapons at his own, effectively leaving him defenseless. His optics narrowed a tiny bit as he slid his hand across the outside slowly. He’d need to get this patched before he took off again, he didn’t dare go up without some form of missiles on him.
Rubbing the back of his neck, he took a few steps back and turned around. He could worry about that in a little while. First he needed some fuel for himself and to pick up some cargo.
