Thieves of Europa

[xena]

The Engineer sat down on the floor at the base the pilot's seat, resting her head as her hands continued repairs from the remote. She didn't need to look at it to perform repairs. Much of it is system checks as the repair clanks do their job then ring in. After a while she stood. Nothing can replace manual checks on the equipment, and at their speed it wouldn't be long till they arrived in the city. Most people have to actually get in line to get into a sky-dock for Vertigo, but Alyssia has a friend who reserves them a place anytime they want.

Soon the intercom rang, as it does whenever autopilot is reaching it's destination. On the viewing monitors the floating city Vertigo could be seen. A hub for criminal activity, and the best black market in Europa.

[Charity]

Cylenia continued to sleep as they grew closer and closer to Vertigo, her mind dreaming of different locations; how they would enter, how they would plunder, and the reward. She thought highly of them, however she knew that there were some impossible tasks. When the intercom rang, Cylenia stirred minimally....not exactly feeling like waking up at the moment.

However, she did. She opened her eyes, stretched a bit; and watched them enter the docking area. When she looked around as she stretched, she noticed Alyssia was still not up front..."Alyssia!" she bellowed, and laughed a bit, "We are here."

Quietly, she walked over to the loot... a smirk on her lips as she looked it over once more.

[xena]

From her remote Alyssia threw up the proper signals that granted them safe passage into a docking bay and to their reserved pier, "Vat ar ve go-ink do do vit de moneh?" She asked over the intercom as she walked to to hatch, which, once the ship finished it's automatic docking, would open and allow them onto the pier, "De gems are vorth a fortune!"
The ship pulled into the bay and docked safely, latches from the dock grabbing hold of the ship, and the ship latching onto the dock to make a secure connection before the hatch and ramp deployed.

[Charity]

Cylenia chuckled at Alyssia's enthusiasm over the price range of the items. She never quite understood the world. Other than making more expensive jewelry out of the gems, what would the merchants need the gems for? Why were they even worth selling? Her mind hadn't even began to mull over what they should buy with the fortune they would receive. "Perhaps we could add some installments to the craft?" she suggested, knowing that Alyssia would appreciate it. "A robot, would be nice."

A tech robot that could help them out with their heists would be quite wonderful, even to keep Cylenia company. Though, she knew Alyssia could build her one, she would still need to obtain the parts for the design. Though she was anxious to get off of the ship, she knew they shouldn't hurry. "Let's take a few loads at a time, we don't want anyone pulling an 'us' on us." she smirked, knowing that despite the creed...thieves will be thieves.

Lugging a few of the bags off, she locked them in a vault on the ship; protected by so much iron it was impossible to saunter through. After making the precautions, she stepped towards the exit hatch, slipping out with a bag and waiting for Alyssia on the outside.

[xena]

Alyssia followed, fiddling with a few things on the remote absentmindedly, "Hy dont know, A.I. are ectspensive." She stressed. Building a robot, easy, but the engineer was no programmer. She could construct a wonderful body but other than that it would only be able to perform simple, repeatable tasks. For something to join them on heists would require high level subroutines beyond Alyssia's understanding. Clanks with Artificial Intelligence are expensive and rare. The Militaries of all countries mass produce clanks with basic battle functions, but beyond following orders they're useless drones.
It's possible to purchase A.I., but they're sold at astronomical prices, with no perfect guarantee of their functionality.

"Welcome back, Madam Poetralski, Madam Lenova. It's been a while." Giving a bow as the two stepped of the pier was a tall, dark haired man with long curled hair that fell around his shoulder, "I trust your recent expeditions went well? No trouble with the dock?"

Alyssia nodded meekly, "Yes, de dock iz goot. Tenk hyu agan Marcus."

"Glad to be of service. What of you, Madam Lenova, how are you fairing today?"