Stargazers discussion

Cassiopeia or Vega Salem, famous mechanic, trudged down the the shopping district. She pulled her heavy jacket around her body, it was definitely colder then she had remembered. The wind whistled as she made her way past a few buildings, Vega couldn't even believe she was back on Nuna, she left all those years ago to escape her family and yet her she was, back again because somebody had broken their space ship. It was like the Fates were laughing at Vega as she marched past a perfect family of three, they even looked like she old family, she blinked a few times and they were gone. Stupid hallucinations. I don't even like them, much less do I want to think of them She thought bitterly.

Alaska trudged through snow, heading towards her father's woodshop where she had worked since his death over three years ago. A rare smile touched her lips as she remembered her father and her gloved hand strayed to the necklace tucked under her jacket. Alaska stepped around a particularly slushy puddle of ice and continued walking. She flipped up the collar of her vest and quickened her pace. Usually Alaska loved the freezing weather but some days she was just not in the mood.

Emily walked out of a store and shivered. "When did it get so cold outside..." She mutters as she zippered up her coat. She put her beanie on and walked down the sidewalk.

Vega felt frost started to collect on her eyelashes and she slowly took her hand out of her warm pocket and rubbed her left eye before the right eye. She sighed when the snowflakes just went right back where they were originally. As she tried to solve her problem, Vega bummed into a few nearby people who where walking past her "Sorry, excuse me" She mumbled before she actually bummed into a person. She quickly pulled both her hands from her pocket and slammed them into the ground before she hit the walkway, head first, "Jeez, stupid feet" She muttered to herself before she said, "I'm so sorry about that!"

Emily was looking up at the sky and she tripped over something...or someone. She yelps and fell into a huge slushy puddle. Emily shrieks once she fell in. "What the heck?!" She shouts. "Who..?" She saw Vega and Alaska and glares at them.

Alaska stumbled backwards and slipped on a patch of ice then landed gracelessly of her back. She stayed there for a moment. "Ow." She mumbled. Just as she sat up, someone else tripped over her. Alaska was splashed with icy water as the someone else feel into a puddle. "Well that's just splendid." She mumbled. Alaska glared at both girls for a long moment before getting to her feet. She brushed snow off her jeans and icy droplets off her sleeves then straightened her vest. Alaska glanced up at the girl in the puddle and hesitated before asking, "Are you okay?" She glanced at the standing girl and narrowed her eyes slightly, realizing she recognized her.

Vega glanced up at both the girls who where standing. For some reason both of them where glaring at her. She sighed when she realized her coat was covered in wet snow and slush. She shook her head and slowly stood up, "Well lovely, my only jacket is wet and gross. I'm going to freeze" Vega mutter, mostly to herself. She didn't even bother brushing the snow off herself, "Yeah I'm fine, just a bit cold. How about you?" She asked back with a slight smile, she looked at the other girl, "And how about you? Are you okay?"

Before puddle-girl can answer, Alaska interrupts, still peering at the girl standing in front of her. "I'm fine but I know you from somewhere. Where do I know you from?" Her head tilts as she tries to remember.

(("Puddle-girl" is Emily, the standing girl is Vega.))

"No of course I'm not ok!" She shouted. She pulled her wet bag out of the puddle and opened it. "My dad's going to kill me, I was supposed to deliver these sketches, and now there ruined!" She wails. She puts the wet notebook back in the bag and stands up. "I'm so screwed.." She mutters.

Vega sighed and tilted her head at the girl who was asking questions, "Oh I'm only the most known criminal there is. No need to worry" She said calmly with a small smile grasping at her lips. Of course she wasn't actually a criminal, but the girl didn't know that. Vega turned her attention to the girl who was wailing about some sketches, "I could..er..fix them if you want. I have some warmers back at my ship. I don't know how much I can fix though.." She trailed off.

Emily sighs, "Fine." She mutters.

"Funny." Alaska said flatly but she let it go. She could find out later. She checked her watch and cursed under her breath. She was going to be late. Ivan was going to be pissed. Oh well. Late was late. It didn't mater if she was five minutes late or five hours late. Ivan would be the same amount of mad.

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"Certainly" Vega replied with a nod, she watched the girl curse and she raised an eyebrow but she didn't say anything about it but she did decide to say other things, "Well then, I'm just going to get straight to the point, who are you both?" She asked.

Emily looked up at Vega. "Emily Ross." She answers. She looked back down at the paintings and frowned. "So...about those warmers.." She said slowly. "I really don't want these paintings to be like this when I deliver them."

Vega nodded again without offering up her own name, "Oh right, if you want, follow me and I'll bring you to my ship. There I have a few warmers and those pages should be as good as new" She said before narrowing her eyes and frowning, "You're not just going to quickly agree to follow me right? I mean you only just meant me, I could be a serial killer for all you know"

"I'll just hope that your not one." She says rolling her eyes.

"Alaska Frostine." Alaska replied. "Who are you?" She did not trust this girl, or the artist in the puddle. But, frankly, Alaska didn't really trust anyone, so that was expected.

"Nunya" Vega responded almost robotic but she shook her head and frowned, "No sorry, Jayda Jones" She answered instead, she didn't normally like giving out her real name, even if the others seemed to be honest.