trans_9 | The fine fine line.

In this world there were givers and there were takers.

The helpful, and the help themselves.

Jinx was for the time being one of the latter. Though the coarse of her short few years of life before the Earth was destroyed she had spent most of it firmly in the mindset of taking care of herself first. Up until recently that mindset had done pretty well by her.

But here she was now, adrift in space both literally and metaphorically speaking. She had worked all her young life for respect, perfecting her body, training her abilities. Scheming and plotting into the wee hours of the morning some days and what had that gotten her?

A backhand from a selfish woman she had looked up to.

Jinx had taken a few days to adjust to the sudden change in surroundings, hunkering down in a few areas, learning what she could. Now was the time for exploration. The ship had things she could use, information she wanted, skills she could learn, and who knew what other treasures she could stumble upon. She just had to find them.

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Jinx gave only a polite chuckle but then asked her real question, "Well, even if you haven't been here long. What's your impression on all this? The war? Have you ever seen the enemy in action?"

"S'jus' another war to me really. Different enemy, different location, but war is war and it never changes. One side thinks their right, as well as the other. They fight until one or the other is victorious, whether it be by total victory, or peace treaties." He shrugs.

"The Ohm remind me of the biggest threat in my world, so it's not that shocking to me really. Faced em' in a space battle not too long ago. When we were near a planet doing a mission? Or was it shore leave? Either or, don't matter. A fleet of them showed up. And it was up to Star Command to put an end to them."

"Sure we beat them back and acquired some new intel... but we took heavy damage. No losses, but it took quite some time to get the ships that we didn't lose back in shape."

"Comforting." Jinx muttered sarcastically, "Not that I was expecting much better. some people around here sound like they've been here alot longer and results have been slow coming."

"It's true from what I hear." he replied, tightening a bolt and grabbing a few other tools to work on other items on the wing.

"Apparently it wasn't until recently that they made big progress as far as the big threat is involved. The last star battle."

Jinx sat on the edge of the ship now and glanced around the hanger. "Any progress is better then none I suppose. Not inspiring me with alot of confidence here though."

"Ha! Hey, I tell ya the truth. What good is it to tell ya a lie and make you act confident about things. It's better that you know the facts that we do know and go into this fight with your head screwed on right no? That way you know what to expect as far as the knowledge available to us." He looked back and gave her a reassuring smile.

"But like I said. I don't plan on losing this fight. Not now, or ever, for as long as I'm up and going."

"Well I hope you don't mind if I let you run into battle ahead of me. I'll hang back and try to work out how best to ya know...win this mess." She glanced over her shoulder and winked.

"Haha! Then you'll be standing really far away then." He winked and laughed a bit. "I'm a stealth specialist, second specialty is sniping. So I'll either be in the middle of things assassinating, or sniping people from way far. Either or, I enjoy my job."

"Now that's a much smarter way of dealing with things." Jinx acknowledged, "I prefer skill over strength whenever possible."

He smiled, "Yeah, same here. Got a good head on yer shoulders, you'll know how to keep it there better than a brute with insane strength. Now if you have em both? Then you'll nigh unstoppable."

He chuckled, remembering Miguel was that kind of brute. Might not have been the brightest tool in the shed, but man could that mofo break ya apart in a sec.

"My old team had it all." Jinx acknowledged with a mild look of annoyance, "Except inspiration, or an attention span. But we had the brawn, the brains and the skill to have been something fantastic."

But well...even when it was just her, Gizmo and Mammoth things never came easy.

Splicer paused and looked back at the girl raising an eyebrow.

"You talk as if it never happened that way tho, somethin' went wrong I take it?"

She sighed and shrugged, "Bad luck I suppose, there was always a flaw somewhere in the scheme, or a factor we couldn't account for. And now well, here we are."

"Kind'of the biggest slap on the face huh? But hey, who knows, you might be able to join one of the groups here. Maybe move on up more than ye were back at yer world yeah?"

"Eh, I suppose. I just have to find one that interests me. Inspires me you know what I mean?"

"Yeah I hear ya. Can't really work none with no inspiration. You start feeling sluggish and don't really put in yer all an' all that."

Jinx slid back to the ground sauntering away with a satisfied smile, "I'll see you around I'm sure." She waved with just the tips of her fingers.

He raised a brow and grinned. "Yeah, sure. Take it easy yeah?"

It was always fun talking to the playful rogue types. They always made conversations and occurrences that much more playful.

The fine fine line.

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