TERRA BELLE MARKET

"Well the only Remirez i know is dead... dumb ass tried to screw me in a business transaction, but he was short, wasn't the guy you're talking about" Grunts, turning around to fiddle with something. On his back is a rather large custom fifty caliber assault rifle, made to look like AK. "But beside that, depending on where he lived he probably didn't survive..."

"Oi, if ye don't mind me askin', but are y'sure that your from earth? Ya look like ye come from 'round here... or on the other planet next to us," She snickered, examining her claws for a moment before Looking back up to the stranger with a small smile on her face. "but that's just me talkin'."

"No,no," Drak stammered. "Joe came here I was just trying to see if all the things he said were true"

"hmm, i see..." looks back at the other Yez, a little puzzled "Yesh... Yesh, I'm sure... I was born in the times of the old gods..."

"Riiight... Old gods..." She said with a snicker under her breath. "Anyway ya look like some sorta Circus preformer'r sumthin'.... You work for th'circus, Man?" She asked as she looked at her Knucklebusters curiously, seeming to pay no attention to the man, but still listening none the less.

"No... not a circus, I'm part of a caravan of demons going to the capital... we're... gonna 'request' help with something that's on this planet. They moved on ahead of me, i'm just the weapons carrier. All these random things are gun parts, we carry them disassembled to prevent them being stolen" yawns

With a small sigh K.J. would lay down on her side, yawning a little herself. "Ain't demons a lil' old fashioned..?" She snorted as she rested on her side Nonchalantly, seeming bored. "Oi Stitch, this gonna be what yer doin' all day? seems borin', don't it?" She had apparently forgotten about the man, going back to her talking with Drak.

"For a lil bit, until my fight starts," he said sitting down on the tailgate of his vehicle

Eyes glanced to Stitch with a small frown. "Your a Fighter?"

Twitches, slowly walking to the back of the cart to get something "Old fashioned is an understatement, KJ... and we're not to be understated..." grunts, walks back to the front of the cart with a big hunk of meat, dropping it in front of my beetle "Dinner time, babe" no reaction "good lord you are deaf..." taps her antennae and she startles awake, but immediately goes for the food like a pig "Strange, even for an insect..." just shakes my head, leaning against the cart.

He nods. "I sucked, before I was sent to prison," he chuckled, "but after I came out I was a lean mean fuck ya ass up machine"

"Ain't that kinda dangerous? I mean, ye could have some serious damage done to yer body..." Looking Stitch over she would stroke her chin slightly. He didn't look like he was a fighter... Looks could be decieving though.

"Growing up...like I did....." he began, "does things to your psyche. Have you ever ate another yez without thinking it wrong? I have......Have you ever beaten a feral psyrap with your barehands? I have.....Hell, til I was about 6 I thought I was a psyrap...they raised me after all....."

Eyes widened some in shock. "I heard of Yez killin' eachother, but never eatin' eachother.. Damn, bet you're real close wit' Wild Raptors, since you's were Raised as one, Right?" Looking to the ground her eyes would close, remembering her 'family'. "I never had no real fam'ly. I had Homies, yea, but i nevah knew m'Mom an' Dad. I left after me an' one o' my mates got into a fight, an' it was hard... Not as hard as your life was, i bet'cha, hehe!" arm smile appeared on her face as she lay on the ground, taking the bag of Weed out of her pocket and looking around. "Oi, Stitch, ya got a bowl'r sumthin' i could borrow'r buy from ye?"

He glances around for Nyx before going into his vehicle and retrieving a pipe. "Here ya go," he said as he gently tossed the glass pipe to her."Yeah, when I think about it life was bad comin' up but I never let that determine who I am."

Hands snatched up the pipe quickly and quickly stuffed the bowl, taking a package of Matches from her Wallet and lighting the Pipe up, inhaling the smoke and exhaling slowly, coughing some but smirking. "Ya gotta good outlook... Heh, It was tough growin' up for m'self, too. Went into bein' a Rentgirl, part time. good pay, and i don't gotta worry 'bout what i'm gonna eat, or where i'll stay. I guess i did pretty good in m'life so far. I've got yet t'see what'll happen next."

"thanks fer th'pipe, by the way."

'Life goes on," he chuckled, "when you've lived as long as I have and have been through as much as I have. You start appreciating the smaller things."

Taking another long hit from the Bowl she would allow the smoke to flow up from her mouth and around her head as she spoke, Smirking. "Fer alot o' people, i been livin' longer than i lookit. I was taught by m'famly that ya shouldn't take yer life for granted. Ye always gotta enjoy th'sweeter things in yer life, or ya never get that feelin' of relaxation after yer pushin' daisies, haha!"

"Smoking weed and flirting with the women I see." said a voice coming from behind the car, "What have I told you about doing that without me?" Just as the question finished a woman appeared from behind the car to stand near Drak with a look of discontent on her face. She was tall, but not quite as tall as Drak with well groomed yellow feathers gently framing the side of her light blue face. Of course, the most noticeable feature about this yez was her chest. She had, what appeared to be, breasts like those of human women.
She glanced over towards the smoking woman, "And who might you be?" she asked, trying to mask her pissed-off-at-Drak tone.

Drak immediately walked over to the beautiful woman. "Hey babe," he said in a calm tone, hoping she wasn't too angry. "Just cuz I have my pipe doesn't mean I'm smoking, and you know you're the only one for me." He then gently rubbed his nose on hers, attempting to calm her down.

She immediately turned her attention to Drak, "I know hunny." she grinned as she wrapped her arms around his shoulders, "I just wanted to give you a hard time." She scrunched up her face in a playful gesture then relaxed it, turning back towards the smoking yez.

A small laugh erupted from K.J.'s mouth, chuckling to herself as she waved at the woman. "Oi, wassup? Dun worry, i ain't tryin' t'fool around wit' Stitch here!" Standing up with a quick jerk forward with her body and now smoking the rest of the Herb as she stood upright. Eyes slightly Dialated from the Grass now, she would rub her head and empty out the Bowl. "Oi, You want it back, r'should i Keep it?" she asked, Eyes looking to Stitch.

He waved. "I can buy another if I need to," He motioned to Nyx. "This is my ol' lady Nyx, Babe, this is my new friend KJ"

Having been apparently blown off, the driver of the wooden cart grunts, just climbing back up into the seat of the cart... And with the crack of the whip the giant beetle resumes pulling the cart, the creature being used to not stopping very long. Being almost as old as its master, it too has faced disrespect for the most ancient demons... despite recent events on earth..

And after several minutes... it was gone...

Drak watched the big cart roll out, but once he saw the back he noticed the symbol on it. "Hey," he yelled."Hold up!"