Lady luck blinked as Mikoto hugged her, not sure how she had helped him exactly. She continued smoking the cigarette he had given her as she watched him rush off, looking to the ceiling. She heard a groan from Daisuke in the room and turned her head that direction.
Daisuke struggled to sit up, clutching to his chest. He was familiar with the heart monitor sound in the room and gasped, frowning as he didn't recognize his surroundings.
"Don't get up, kid." Luck breathed up a puff of smoke. "No place to run from here, we're on a ship. Besides, here's the safest place on the entire planet." She gave a slight grin at her own half-joke.
Daisuke's breath hitched as he spotted the group's unconscious target on the floor, tied up. He observed his surroundings. This was-. "A mercenary ship?" He finished the question to himself outloud.
"You're smarter than you look." Luck put out the cigarette.
"Where are we going?" Daisuke stood up, not listening to her. He limped on one good leg and grimaced in pain at the stab wounds on his shoulder and leg when he tried to stand.
"Who knows? I'll tell them to drop you off somewhere safe."
"Is there anywhere truly safe?" He forced himself back to a seated position as he asked with sarcasm. Luck smirked at his comment.
"Good question. But you might not like the answer." Luck said cryptically.
Connecticut Communes Docks
Formerly Westport, CT - USA
1915 EST - November 28th (Thursday)
"Idiot. You were supposed to let her in." The bar owner of the hidden bar, sitting behind the bar counter, stated calmly while drinking his beer. He eyed angela. The three other people sitting behind the bar counter ignored her. The bar owner drank the rest of his beer down in one gulp and stood, wiping his face with his sleeve. "He'll be here." The man motioned to Angela to take a seat at the counter. "Can I offer you anything?"