Ted casually loaded his vehicle back into the ship, now fully refueled. He used a small piece of white fabric to gently wipe a small amount of blood from it's side before leaving and closing the back. He gently tiptoed around the bodies of the skags and midgets that had heard his whistling and come to attack him. He reached the front of the ship and took off. As he flew, the ship's radar picked up the signal of a crashed Hyperion escape pod, and a large number of people (for the empty wasteland at least) at varying locations near it. "Well. I bet they could use some help, couldn't they. It'd just be bad... hehe BUISINESS, not to help them." He laughed out loud at his nonsensical pun, and began to fly down to the people. He, however, completely forgot he was flying a Hyperion transport ship.
Winston looked heard the roars of the ship's engines, and turned around to see the transport ship. "Crap! They found me!" He took out his sniper rifle, looked through the scope, squeezed the trigger, and placed a bullet through the cockpit that just barely missed Ted.
Ted jumped back in his seat as the bullet whizzed by. "Golly. Why would they..." He looked around the yellow cockpit. "Oh. Right." He turned on the auto-pilot feature, making the ship hover in place, and he went into the hold, and rummaged around in his Prius. He found an echo unit that apparently belonged to some hyperion hitman. Ted had long forgotten how he had gotten his hands on it, but it worked. He quickly tried to connect to the people on the ground, hoping they had echo's as well. He kept yelling "Hello!" into it, so he'd say it as soon as he connected.
"Flesh and steel melt alike, but it's not firing. Should we still shoot it?" Slugbot asked, bringing out his shotgun regardless. "Usually the ones who don't attack help with the meatbag slaughter."
Ares was looking from afar. That looked like a quite interesting group. Perhaps hebcould take a closer look. He stood up and went closet, but still away from their sight. He had both of his roifles on his back and had his.gun ready in case of anything. Sent from my lovely princess Luna
Mordecai ground his teeth; he wasn't sure he could ever be comfortable with someone who'd worked for Hyperion, not after Bloodwing... "Oh what's this now?" He growled, looking up at the approaching Hyperion ship, he trained his sights on the cockpit, but the ex-Hyperion guy beat him to the shot. He guessed he definitely wasn't working for them any more...
"Hello! Hi there! I'm Ted! Sorry for startling you! I forgot whose ship this was. See, I took this ship from a Hyperion mining facility to get my car back to Sanctuary, since I was low on fuel. It sure would be nice of you to not shoot me, please. I'm gonna land, so we can talk in person, if you don't mind. Thanks!" His voice was consistantly cheerful during his spiel. He waited for a response before moving back to the cockpit.
"I can see he's speaking. What is he saying?" Slugbot lowered his shotgun and leaned closer to the ship. "Meatbags have a curious habit of talking to themselves. Are you all unwell? Brain damage, perhaps?" Slugbot chuckled to himself. Or rather, his robotic eye twisted and turned, zooming into the cockpit.
"Ted?" Mordecai rasped, after listening to the ECHO communication: "Sounds like this guy's a couple bottles short of a case," He turned to Krieg and Tina, "A friend of yours?"
"Not one of mine." He responded. "Perhaps he tastes good, though." Tina nodded in agreement to this. Such a lovely day indeed.
Ted landed the ship on the ground near the group, and jumped out the door, waving at them. "Hi there!"
