Kentauros RP

"Better , so where do you want me to go? Wasn't paying attention" He asks.

Amok sighs and speaks again. "Can you take me to the closest colony of my species? So I can get a new ship and continue my work someplace else?" Amok asked him, waiting for the guy to comply.

"Away from here" Was 23's simple reply "And I prefer to stand"

"Umn...I guess the closest colony would be Acre then , it'll take a day getting there though" He comments as he rubs his chin .

"hm, that's no good it will be the second place they look" 13 pointed out and suggested "let's go to his destination" he suggested motioning to amok

"Yeah...that's what I was talking about" Endar replies with a raised brow.

Amok speaks. "That is fine, we will reward you for the trouble..." Amok contacted the hive mind telling the ones at Acre to expect him after a day.

"Money ? Gear?" He asks as he quickly pulls up the coordinates and then punches them in to the nav computer.

Amok speaks. "Which would you prefer? We can supply you with the technology and equipment of our species or just give you the galactic money." He said, he allowed Endar to request a prize for himself.

"We'll see when we get there , I'll flip a coin or something "He replies with a grin as all of a sudden Amok and 13 are thrown back as they take the jump to warp speed.

Amok gasps in surprise, he did not appreciate this but at least he was buckled in.

13 used his powers to stay upright "That is rather jaring" he comented "so what do you want from me?"

"Well you're a kid ,and I'm not an asshole " He replies as he grins widely at the spectrum of bright blues , deep violets and fiery reds flaring out around them as they rocket across space in a matter of seconds , gravity dragging hard at them , attempting to enforce the laws physics has laid down , and failing miserably.

Amok looked at 13, he found the child intriguing... He wonders if he can study him later.

"Then that is appreciated" 13 said to him

"No probs , you got a name kid?" He asks as he watches the explosion of light and colors with wonder in his eyes "Never gets old" He murmurs as he watches the miasma of colors zooming past them.

"13" The clone reminded him

Amok the pitched in. "Your name is a number... You also seem unusual for your species age in terms of behavior, mind if I take a look at you some time? For the sake of data to be acquired from you." Amok suggested to 13.

In response 13 pulled back the hammer on his pistol, there had been a lot of doctors who had "Taken a look at him" in the past and that meant a lot of needles and pain

Amok looked at 13 and noticed that he pulled the hammer back in his pistol, Amok raises his hands calmly up. "No need to feel alerted, I was just asking. As I have no permission to act unless you willingly comply, that is part of directive 2496." Amok said, keeping his hands slightly up waiting for 13 to calm down.

(he didn't point it at him, he hust pelled the hammer, it's still in its holster)

"The answer is no" 13 said cooly

Amok speaks more as he puts his hands back down. "Would you at least maybe answer questions?" Amok asked 13, the child was becoming quite the mystery.

13 maunally let the hammer down so his pistol wouldn't go off "sure"

Amok then started. "So, what sort of place are you coming from? I am not sure if you remember any specific coordinates or a planet name, but do try to tell me everything you do remember." Amok started with, he wanted to hear about 13's past.