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Chapter Two: Outlaws
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SAL: And Jack is yet more proof that I am doomed to die alone. SAL turns off his transmitter.
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Kika frowns and looks over at Jack, “Should we attempt to go incognito? Or will you just break in as usual?”
Kika smiles as she hears SAL’s voice, “Susan~ I wouldn’t mind calling you that if you wish. You seem like a Susan anyways, with such a charming voice and intelligent mi–” She frowns as SAL gives her goodbye. “S-Susan!!”
Kika gathers her equipment and leaves a note on Ody’s chest, not sure if SAL could read it or not.
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“Kika, you and I are going alone. Trust exercise. Get in the ship.”
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Kika nods and puts everything away in her bags, grabbing her stolen sniper rifle as well. She also takes the OGA outfit she took from the last mission area. “Alright.” She gets onto the ship and looks at Jack, “I guess you want to drive An–Erm, Betty?”
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“Yes.” Jack hit a button on the ship, and there was a rumbling deep in the walls.
“Get ready for this shit.” Suddenly, the garage in which Betty was being held began to shake, and the ceiling slowly opened up, revealing a square tunnel directly upwards that had several giant panels, opening up as Jack turned on the coughing ship, rising up to the surface. Finally, they breached into the sunny day, rising into the sky from the square space of land in which the hidden tunnel was located, in the middle of a dense forest. They rose higher and higher, piercing the clouds and flying away.
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Kika takes a seat and gets her datapad out, doing a bit of research on it as we lifted off, “If we want to go incognito, I’ll try and find a pair that cancelled their reservation and reclaim it… Shouldn’t be too hard.” She looks over to Jack and sees the clouds rush past them, “Wait, we both going or just one of us?”
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Jack stared blankly at her.
“N-nothing? No reaction? We just went through a goddamn tunnel from underground to up here in a spaceship. Anything? My last recruit practically pissed himself.”
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Kika shrugged and smiled at Jack, “Well, I did see you move a bottle of vodka to reveal a weapons cache, and I’ve seen us be teleported to that lab from a frozen wasteland. Not to mention, in a place completely surrounded by ground, we would have to go either up or sideways via hidden doors.” She sits back and keeps her smile, “That, and I know you’re just full of surprises, Jack.”
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“Thank you.” Jack said. “Did you know that Apollo and I are technically married? We went to this freaky ass tribe planet, y’know, not even invented spaceships yet. They think we’re this thing called Lordmuu. Some sort of God or Deity, that comes by meteor. See, we crashlanded. So anyway, turns out they’re in the middle of a crisis. Their fucking moon is about to crash into them, and a prophecy stated that when the moon is about to crash into them, the twin God, Lordmuu, made of two people conjoined, would stop the moon from crashlanding. We did manage to knock it off it’s course and save the planet, by a fucking rocket punch. It was awesome. Anyway, we did save the planet, but if you’re savvy enough with tides you know if you change the orbit of a moon it fucks up the ocean. Which it did. But the planet’s still around. To wrap things up, during a ritual they ‘marry’ Lordmuu together and I was too drunk to even know what was happening. (They supplied lots of freaky cactus booze.) So that’s the end of that story.”
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Kika smiles and listens to Jack’s story, “Well, I’m not surprised that you guys are married. You look adorable together!” She giggles a bit and looks at Jack and the datapad, hearing out his entire story while she worked on intercepting a cancellation message. She nodded as Jack said the moon fucked up the ocean. That’s generally how gravity works.
Her datapad dings as Jack finishes up his story, Kika smiling and nodding as she listened, “Wow. So how many other tribes marred you and Apollo? You guys look so cute together I can’t imagine this was the first time. Got a message by the way.”
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“I do swing both ways, however Apollo’s Apollo. The dude’s not my type. What message?”
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Kika rolls her eyes and opens up the message on her datapad, “Remember when I said I could try to get a cancellation message so we could get into the ball with minimal stress? Well, got one.” She shows him a very fancily formatted cancellation message with a picture in the top right of a red haired woman with deep blue eyes. “If you want to go loud, I can just keep it going on it’s way through cyberspace and it’ll look like nothing happened.”
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“We’re going in quietly. We’re posing as…Jeremiah Banks, Me. and Susanne Robertson. You.
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Kika smiles and takes her datapad back, her hair changing length and color and her eyes changing color to match that of the person known as Susanne Robertson, “Got it.” Kika pulls up the picture of Susanne and holds it by her head as she looks at Jack, “How’s the resemblance?”
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“Looks good. Our bio reads we were husband and wife, recently divorced, uh…you cheated on me with our poolboy, however while married we both invested in the same stocks and are forced to attend balls together for appearance and to ensure that we both still have money and that the other isn’t cheating us out.”
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