Xevian had stayed up all night to help get his ship off of the road. Now, with the sun crowning of the horizon, a delerious, overwhelmed Xevian started the walk to town.

It was a nice town, dotted with many restauraunts and inns. It had one hangar on the west side. That's where they were taking the Aurora. It's a shame, he thought, I hope it's repaired before too long. If I get in trouble, then- hhgh. Bye-bye, living space and free healthcare.

Soon, with the sun climbing in the sky, Xevian reached the town. The first bar he saw he headed for. He needed something to eat before getting some rest.

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As Xevian entered the bar, a couple people turned to look at him. Not often you see a beat-up looking Ukralys corporal, after all. He found a seat and popped his suit collar to somewhat hide his face. He ordered some food and sat there, at the bar, ignoring anyone who tried to talk to him while cleaning some of his scratches with a napkin.

Once Xevian got his food, he mumbled a thanks and continued to disregard his surroundings.

The group soon found themselves a bar, it was small and yet simple. They managed to get some food and a table, keeping their heads and voices low as they chat. Deciding on their next move. Hopefully they could find somewhere to stay for the next few nights. Or however long they decided to stay in town. And hopefully snag a temporary job or two, to scrap up some more money. They had some from selling things and doing odd jobs here and there, but they could definitely use some more.

Everytime the door opened, Ruina's eyes flickered to it, making sure that it wasn't a soldier or anything like that. The first few times it was just more citizens, but the fourth one revealed a Ukralys corporal. Ruina mutters a warning to her group and they duck their heads a little lower, voices lowering even more. To be caught would be stupid. The government hated scavengers.

Something they hadn't quite figured out yet, but they did, and so Ruina made sure her group kept their heads low and that they were never caught. If the corporal spotted them now, they would have to beat a hasty retreat. And hope that there was a second exit, or a way to evade the corporal as they escaped. Whatever came first. As long as they weren't captured.

Xevian was carrying himself in an unthreatening manner, shoulders dropped and slouched over. He took a moment to glance around the room, his amber eyes clouded with fatigue. For a moment, he locked eyes with a woman with peircing silver eyes. Her gaze seemed to penetrate his soul.

Xevian shivered, turning back to his food. He's seen those eyes before. He ordered a drink to take his mind off the woman. He waited, tracing circles on the counter with his finger as he tried to remember where he's seen her before.

After a bit of thought, he decided to leave it be. He paid the bartender and downed his drink before setting his head down on the counter.

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As he daydreamed, Xevian found his mind often going back to that woman and the group she was with. There was something peculiar about her, and he knew it, but wasn't keen on findoing out why.

And then the corporal looked her straight in the eye. Ruina fought the urge to look away or even move. Thankfully the corporal didn't stare very long and a few seconds later, Ruina drops her gaze. "Be on alert." She mutters." Thaola raises an eyebrow,"What for?" Ruina keeps her voice low,"That corporal. We just locked eyes. He may come over. He may not." The group shifts as one, becoming a little more alert almost by instinct. However, besides that, they looked completely natural and normal. Just chatting among themselves.

(Sorry this is short. I couldn't think of anything else)

Xevian grumbled, finished his food, and stood. Normally, he wouldn't let his curiosity get the better of him, but she was intriguing. He approached the table slowly, not reaching for any weapons.

He reached the table eventually, and noticed that the group sitting were all staring at him. Some were afraid, some angry. Xevian raised an eyebrow, turning to Ruina and placinga hand on the table.

"Sorry If I came out of nowhere, you just seemed- weirdly familiar. Also, what's up with all them?" He motioned to the rest of the group, brushing a loc out of his face. He seemed just as nervous as the others.

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Ruina mutters,"Relax. He's coming over." At once the tension disappears, though it was still there, just hidden. Ruina slowly lifts her gaze as he approaches. Raising an eyebrow. "I don't think we've met." Her gaze flickers to her group as they look away from the corporal. "They don't like strangers." Her voice was calm and collected. She hoped that they could get this conversation over quickly and the corporal would leave. Gah. This was why they avoided public passes. Ruina would be pissed if they got chased out of this faction. They just wanted a place to stay for a while.

They weren't going to do anything anyways, nothing bad at least. They'd probably catch a job here and there, scrap up some more money. Maybe get some more supplies, clothes, weapons, whatever they needed before they set out again. Whatever they could find. But not if they got chased off by this corporal. The group was biting their tongues, refusing to look or talk to the corporal. It was just a habit, Ruina always did all the talking. She was the calmest and most level headed.

Xevian glanced around the room, sensing the discomfort of the Ruina's group. He pulled back, taking a step away from the table and smoothing down his uniform.

"Maybe I saw you in passing, then. You all stay safe, the Windeg won't hesitate to attack outsiders. As long as you stay in Ukralys territory, you're safe from them." His voice had a formal, almost militaristic tone to it. He gave a small bow, muttering a goodbye before leaving.

Xevian exited the bar and started wandering the streets. As he walked, he saw a large hauler drive by. The Aurora was on it. He let out a sad sigh, shaking his head as he continued his destinationless travel.

Soon, Xevian was sitting on a park bench, lecturing himself about dozing off.

Ruina simply inclines her head at his words. She didn't know what to say to that. They had been to every faction, but never stayed long. No way anyone would truly remember them. Except, perhaps the corporal would. Scavengers were very disliked, and while they weren't exactly dressed like one....

Finally the corporal leaves with words that honestly sounded like a threat. Ruina glances at her friends, warning them to stay calm and everyone did. But once the man left they relaxed and grumbles were made. Who was that man? And what right did he have to be so rude? His uniform made it clear he was not from this faction. But alas, there was nothing they could do about it.

"Come on." The group gets up and after paying they exit. Now it was time to find a place to relax. So, with Ruina in the lead, they set out. Roaming the streets looking for some place to stay. No place fancy but no place to trashy.

Xevian got up, walking back to the inn he found earlier. He mumbled a greeting, checked out a room, and headed up all while continuing to lecture himself. He found his room, slipped inside, and pulled off his uniform jacket to drape it on a chair.

He sat on the bed, pulled out his communication device, and dialed his sister.

"Xevi! How are you?" Livena picked up almost immediately.

"I crash-landed on Kexci." Xevian responded, his voice deadpan.

"Oh no! do you need me to come pick you up?" Livena worried, "Are you hurt?"

"Not severely, luckily. I'm going to stay here, though, until my ship is repaired. Don't worry." Xevian responded, laying back on the bed. "Anyways, how has your day been going?"

The pair talked far into the night.

Finally the group find somewhere to stay. A local inn that seemed to not draw too much attention. They enter, Ruina at the lead, where she requests rooms for them. They each paid for their rooms separated and they all had their own rooms on the same floor. Thankfully there weren't a whole lot of people staying in the inn, else they would probably have to stay on different floors. Ruina thanks the clerk as she takes the keys, passing them out as they headed for their rooms.

They separate, heading into their own rooms with a goodbye. Ruina enters her room, closing it behind her as she looks around. It wasn't a bad place, it would be a nice place to stay for a while. She throws her things down on the bed as she paces to the window, opening it to look outside. Her lips thin slightly, she hoped they could stay a while. They deserved a place to relax.

As the night started to appear, Ruina goes door to door of her friends, checking on each of them. Before finally returning to her own room. Collapsing on the bed. It had been a long time since she had slept on a bed.