Silver Haired Assassin

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Keir headed for the corridor where he had left Raichou hoping she wasn’t slacking on or being distracted by the ogling crew men. As he walked through the door he was shocking when a crew member ran past him, seemingly fleeing for his life.

     Keir sighed, “What had she done?â€?

     When he found her she was cleaning the window on the other end of corridor. She had gotten that far already? It didn’t look like she had slacked off either; the walls and floors were spotless.

     â€œWell, well,â€? Keir thought, “She has some other talents.â€?

     Obviously sensing his presence she turned and said, “Yes?â€?

     â€œThe boss has assigned you to help Cook in the kitchen. He told me to tell you that knives are not to be taken from the kitchens.â€?

     Raichou smiled at that, which made Keir very uneasy.

     â€œAye, aye, Keir!â€? she giggled.

     This girl was very annoying.

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Cook rattled around in the kitchen, finally having to stop and take a rest. He parked himself at the table and began disassembling one of his legs. It had gummed up and needed lubricating and a good cleaning. He listened a moment before speaking into the PA system "If I've been assigned a new assistant, now would be a good time for them to show up" He had excellent hearing and of course had been tipped off about having an assistant by Adrian. The man at least knew better than to throw a surprise in on the cook.

Normally, it took Cook only a few moments to detach, clean, and reattach his leg, but this time, there was a problem. There were things caught in the works and cooking grease had created sticky goo that prevented parts of it from sealing as it should. It seemed that his assistant was going to get a bit of a show before a proper introduction.

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When she had heard the announcement on the PA system, Raichou was already on her way and it sounded like the Cook was a grouchy man. Oh well, nothing she couldn’t handle.
     When she entered the kitchen she did a double take. There was a man cleaning a biomechanical leg! When she looked at him with her ‘shifter sense’ on she noticed that quite a lot of him was biomechanical. She wouldn’t be able to change into him even he she wanted to.
     The middle of a kitchen was also not the best place to be doing that either.
     â€œThat’s very unhygienic, you know,â€? Raichou pointed out.

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When she had heard the announcement on the PA system, Raichou was already on her way and it sounded like the Cook was a grouchy man. Oh well, nothing she couldn’t handle.
     When she entered the kitchen she did a double take. There was a man cleaning a biomechanical leg! When she looked at him with her ‘shifter sense’ on she noticed that quite a lot of him was biomechanical. She wouldn’t be able to change into him even he she wanted to.
     The middle of a kitchen was also not the best place to be doing that either.
     â€œThat’s very unhygienic, you know,â€? Raichou pointed out.

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"We've got a ship of all men" The cook pointed out "I keep my food prep areas plenty steril, the rest of it, take at your own risk." He commented briskly. "Wash yourself, pass your hands under the sterilizer and start on those" He requested, nodding to a pile of food blocks. "I need them cubed." He was now stuck with tinkering on his leg as he couldn't very well go walking around on one leg-- though if he couldn't fix it, eventually he could probably manage to grow a tenticle to serve as a pegleg of sorts.

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Raichou ran her hands under the steriliser and went across to where the food blocks were. She contemplated showing off and cutting them in various elaborate way, being an assassin meant she had gotten very good with knives and cutting things.
     However she doubted the cook would be impressed and he didn’t seem like a man to be crossed so she just cut them normally, though faster than most people would have.

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Cook looked up at her, watching for a brief moment before he went back to trying to fix the darn leg. Because of his odd biology and mechanical replacements, Adrian was disinclined to go all the way to a 'civilized' planet so Cook could find himself a replacement leg. Or perhaps it was more accurate to say the Pilot was disinclined. Adrian spent a great deal of his off ship time on civilized planets...though most of them Adrian still didn't approve of.

"You work in a kitchen before?" He asked, the newly reassembled leg giving a horribly metalic grinding noise as he flexed it. Well that wasn't going to do. He pulled it apart again, examining the more intricate workings of it with a magnifying glass over one eye as a jewler might wear.

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“Not a professional one, no,� Raichou replied, “But I did most of the cooking when I lived with my grandfather.�
     She had been relieved when she had left; of course she had to sneak out one night because her grandfather would never have let her leave.
     Raichou flinched when the cook’s leg made a strange grinding noise, that guy must have gone through a heck of a lot. Hopefully they weren’t kitchen related injuries; that would make her all the more nervous about working with him…
     Curiosity got the better of her however and she asked, “Were you in a war or something?â€?

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Cook fixed his mechanical eye on her a moment. None of the men had ever dared to ask him such a question. He usually was so surly with them they just 'okay Cook'-ed him and scurried off to obey.

He set his leg on the bench and hobbled and hopped his way into the room off the kitchen, returning in a moment with a pan shaped to accomodate his leg and a jug of liquid. Unceremoniously, he dropped the pan on the floor, swept his leg into it and then poured a highly chemical smelling solution over the leg. If this didn't work, he was not going to be a happy cook.

"You might say that" He finally replied. "You got all those cubed yet?"

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In one a few deft movements, Raichou finished cubing.
     â€œDone,â€? she replied.
     Okay, he wasn’t likely to be impressed but if she proved she was quick and neat it might help.

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Cook watched his leg fizzle a moment before he looked over to the area where she was working. He sighed. She didn't know how to work the kitchen yet, he was going to have to hop around the kitchen until he could get his leg figured out. He knew it was in desperate need of service and that was the main reason it was malfunctioning recently. It needed  a couple replacement parts as well.

Hoisting his less than dainty frame off the bench, he made his way over to the sterilizer and ran his hands and several tentacles under it. "Okay, watch" He instructed. "Start the stove" He pushed a series of buttons. "Cook up the cubes with a little oil. Just mix'm around and don't let them burn" He handed her a spatula and headed for another part of the counter to begin preparing the rest of the meal.

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Keir thought he should check in on Raichou, he didn’t doubt the Cook’s ability to keep people in line but still. Maybe the silver haired assassin was too much for him.
     But Keir certainly didn’t expect what he saw when he entered the kitchen; Raichou humming whilst stirring something in a pan. She was actually being obedient and seemed to be enjoying herself. She certainly seemed to be an odd one. The silver haired girl turns to the door where Keir was standing obviously sensing he was there.
     â€œHi, Keir,â€? she giggled, “Did you come to check up on me?â€?

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Cook looked over his shoulder to see who had entered his kitchen. "Bah, I was hoping for a mechanic" He growled, though it was as playful as he usually got. He didn't have a problem with Keir. They didn't interact much, but Cook had no problem with him even so. "See if you can talk Adrian into making a stop on a planet with parts for that piece of rubbage" He groused, nodding to his leg laying in the dish. "We hit an astroid belt and I'll end up on the ground. No way I can stand steady on the one leg." He had hardly looked up from whatever he was working with. It looked like the same stuff the assasin had just cubed. It was likely the longer the leg was laying in that dish, the grumpier Cook would become over time. It wasn't fair to make him go to something as primitive as a peg leg, not after being biomechanically repaired in so many places.

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“We should be stopping at Lanaes soon, I’m sure they’ll be a mechanic there,� Keir replied.

     Lanaes was reasonably advanced despite the rather old-fashioned feel to their architecture. Keir had only been there a couple of times but you never really forgot the planet, it was completely purple and blue, was advanced but had older looking architecture and they disliked non-mages. In way it reminded Keir of the old Connlaoth though few people remembered it now, except those who were immortal…like he was.

     â€œThe mechanic will probably have to come to you though Cook, the Lanaerians don’t like non-magic users.â€?

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"So that would mean Adrian would have to arrange for a mechanic to come by out of the goodness of his heart. Perfect" A couple of his parts whirred quietly as he shoved a pan of something into the oven and then hobbled his way back to the table. "It'd be really nice if one of your greese monkeys would be at least vaguely familiar with biomechanics." He sighed "Besides, should our ship blow up, it'd be handy to have someone who can patch everyone back together even if they can't find all the pieces."

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The Cook did have a point; someone who was familiar with biomechanics would be useful. However good biomechanics were hard to find and difficult to train, they needed to be familiar with machines and the human body, the latter being the more difficult of the two. Though…Raichou knew about DNA, maybe, just maybe she might be useful if someone could teach her about machines…That would easier to remedy, Keir knew machines well and there were plenty of mechanics on the ship.

     â€œRaichou, I know you can read DNA but how much do you know about actually fixing the human body?â€?

     She looked thoughtful for a minute then said, “I’m a trained healer.â€?

     Okay…he wasn’t expecting that but then again the best assassins were those who knew the human body.

     Keir turned to Cook, “Maybe we can train her up as a biomechanic. If she knows the human body it shouldn’t be too hard to teach her about machines. It’d make her more useful.â€?

     And possibly, more dangerously, indispensable.

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The cook shot him a look. "That's a big jump from cook's assistant" He stated bluntly. "She's been on board one day and you already trust her with your life?" He asked. She had not earned his respect yet, so he had no problem talking about her like she wasn't there. She was just another of Adrian's projects. That man had far too much time on his hands. True, Adrian wasn't working with her much, but she was on his ship and was apparently staying aboard.

"You know anything about machines, Girl?" He asked, finally turning to her. If she was this old and knew absolutely nothing, in his opinion, she might be alright, maybe even good, but never great and if she was going to be building him new limbs-- if he even let her touch him-- he wanted someone great.

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The cook had a point it was a bit of a jump but Keir was a little annoyed at the suggestion he would trust Raichou with his life. Far from it he didn’t trust her all that much she was an assassin after all and being a shape-shifter as well made her naturally untrustworthy. Of course he was too polite to say that in from of her.

     â€œI know a fair bit about military machines. I’ve snuck supplies into Edanith several times by posing as a soldier.â€?

     That did surprise Keir, though she was probably taking black market items considering then line of work she was in still. Still that was very interesting and useful to know. Then again it gave him another reason not to trust her.

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"So if we started taking on scrap parts, you could build something?" Cook asked, going back to tinkering with his broken leg. The leg got a lot of wear on it and not a lot of repair. "Keir, do we have any spare washers, gaskets, pins and hinge joints?" He was going to practically rubber band his leg back together. Wasn't that lovely.

It wasn't uncommon for him to hold multiple conversations at the same time. When he did talk, and there was more than one person in the room, he was often talking to both of them-- sometimes giving orders to one while actually having a discussion with the other. He was not however, particularly known for being social. Most of his talk was somehow business related, very little about himself, though reports from those who had dared to tell him about themselves suggested he might be a good listener.

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Raichou shrugged, “Yeah I should be able to.�

     Like she had said she had snuck into Edanith by hotwiring crafts and the like and a few times she had been snuck in disguised as a repair person. She could also hack into the identity scanners easily enough. Machines weren’t so different from anatomically wise.
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“There should be some lying around,� Keir replied.

     He had to admit he was quite intrigued by Raichou, she was certainly multi-talented; she could clean, apparently she could cook, she knew about machines, she knew about the human body and that of other being and of course she was a shape-shifter. She’d be very useful if it wasn’t for her less than sparkling personality. Though she had been good so far.