[d20 Modern] Session One: Funky Martian Monks (CowBoy BeBop)

"Heh" Shen chuckled at the tease. "Long hair's just my style"

He kept the expression as he hefted the case down, landing it carefully upon the floor so as not to damage the instrument within.

"I just wanted to call in a favor. That's all"

Shen took a long look at the ship. "She's a sturdy one, I'll give her that."

He focused his attention back to Vincent, seriousness in his tone. "I need a way out of Mars. I don't suppose you could ask your captain to have me aboard.

At least, for a trip out of Mars. I don't have much to pay with except for my talents on the field and maybe a little cooking" Shen did the latter with his knowledge of chemicals. It wasn't much (nor would it taste good) but it was most of what he had.
 

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Thalessa snorted. "I didn't know you were that much of an exhibitionist in the sack, but I'm not surprised." Still she picked up the food and ate it while standing up, eyeing the newcomer suspiciously but letting Vincent handle the newcomer.

"Did you learn anything useful? Or did you spend the whole time trying to get laid, Williams."

Gil laughed with a mouthful of food, some of which spewed out and landed on Chase and Bobcat. "That last part nearly got him a bullet in the butt," he gaffawed, half choking.


Chase smirked, standing, springing to his feet, "Well like I told you, on the phone, I got a contact, who I think has a bead on Junoi, they may even be business partners, I won't know for sure until I race in the morning, which reminds me, I am going to need some backup, somebody out there, does not like me, of all people..."

Chase sighs, "But, I do know that there is another Bounty hunter, or maybe another player involved, a hot number, by the name os Setsuka Ota, damn she is fine..." he whistles...

"On top of that, two goons had the nerve to shoot at me!" Chase takes a seat, "But other then that, nothing much, you know the same old, same old..."
 
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Bobcat looks from Chase to the newcomer. "We got something too, dude. Tell you 'bout it once the boss has decided what to do with this hombre, huh?" She smiles knowingly, pressing an index finger to one side of her nose. "Don't want to give away all our cards right off the bat, right?"

She stands and absently wipes Gil's spew off her cheek, flicking her wrist quickly to propel the detritus away from her.

Her multi-coloured eyes homed in on the guitar case he'd just set down, and she took an inquisitive step closer. "What do you got in there?" The question was punctuated with an excited gesture of her head at the case.
 

"Just a few instruments, some sentimental, some functional. My guitar, for example" Shen found the woman's curiousity refreshing, in a world where not asking questions was the way to survive.

Strangely, he was reminded of a sister that seemed far too naive herself. He mentally shook himself free from the memory.

On the outside, he patiently awaited the answer of the Bebop's crew and captain. Only a polite smile revealed his inner emotions, one tinged with warmth and cold, like a warm and humid breeze in a chilling rain.
 

"Sweet, play some tunes man, I could so use some actual music, instead of the screeches of our lovely captain... 'Chase do this... scrub that... stop looking at my ass... blah blah blah...' it gets old real quick!" Chase says aloud.
 

Vincent rolls his eyes. "Yeah, it's almost as bad as hearing Chase constantly talking about himself."

He says to Shen, "I guess it's up to the captain whether or not she wants to take a passenger. You'd probably have to pay with some work, and we're definately not leaving until we find the bounty we're after."

Moving closer to Thal, Vincent murmers "He could be good for that job Bob and I were talking about earlier, since he's not really a member of the crew..."
 

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Thalessa looked Shen Lon over thoughtfully, shrewdness in her eyes as she ignored Chase's usual blatherings. Something to which all members of the Bebop crew have had to be accustomed to in addition to his numerous midnight visitors.

"We could use a good hand on board," she agreed reluctantly. "Fine. Welcome aboard. If Lam says your good, then you're good." Giving a piercing gaze right at Vincent, Thalessa added, "And he's your responsibility."

OOC: everyone
 

No sooner had Thalessa agreed to let the new man join the group, did Bobcat start talking about what she and Vincent had discovered. It was like a verbal dam inside of her had broken and was free to flow.

"Well, we checked out the temple and it seems like no one actually saw Junoi steal the scroll. The vice-abbott, who is also the abbott's son, seems to get around a lot, womanizing and drinking and the like. And he seemed pretty jealous of Junoi. Anyone mention him? His name's Kazuhito, by the way. And I'm going out with him tonight to see if I can get him to slip up and spill something he doesn't want to. And we wanted someone else to go check out the temple while he's away. And someone to check up on what kind of company he keeps. So that's what we know. In a nut shell."

She pauses a beat, takes a deep breath, and then turns to Shen Lon. "Welcome to the crew. Can I see your guitar? I play a bit too."

This last understatement was said in earnest.
 

Chase yawns, "Well if someone wants to check out the temple, I can man the getaway vehicle if need, if not, then I am going to crash, got a big race in the morning..."
 

Most of Bobcat's words came speeding past Shen like bullets. Unused to the situation, it took him a few seconds to reel it all in... and take out the somewhat worn guitar from the case.

He was careful not to reveal the rest of the boxes inside, though he tried not to be so conspicuous about his subterfuge.

"Here you go. Take care of the old girl, she's quite an antique." He carefully handed Bobcat the stringed instrument.

Admittedly, there was something to like about this girl...

He then turned to Thalessa. "If its alright with you Captain, I'll help watch over... " Shen found himself lacking the name of the girl fiddling with his guitar.

"...that one in her information gathering" The newcomer pointed at Bobcat instead.

"If I may suggest an idea: We can perform a play of sorts. Our main audience being the said clergyman and our goal: to wring out the truth. I suppose I can play the part of an antagonist, seeing that I haven't really been seen with the rest of you"
 

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