[Anfo]

Alfr attempted to sneak around the regular sailors, he didn't need to deal with them. He was doing pretty good, until he kicked over a crate with metal cups on it. Almost like wave, sailors came towards him trying to sell his things. Alfr pushed his way through, and after what seemed like a life time he was free.

Alfr then started to jog to the shuttle.

 

[Anfo]

Alfr walked into the shuttle, civilians looked up at him and the other acolytes in shock.
"You people act as if you've never seen a gun before." Alfr said with a laugh.

Sitting down, Alfr looked around at the other's. Most of them were smoking, when offered a cigar Alfr refused. He hated smoking, and was going to loathe the flight down in a smoke filled shuttle.

Coughing Alfr asked,
"How can you all stand that shit? Makes me want to puke..."

 

[Anfo]

"Frak," Alfr grunted as he waved his hand in front of his face trying to clear the smoke, "An entire planet filled with air that you can see. Great. Fraking great."

Alfr looked at the Ecclesiarchy officials talking softly amongst them selfs. Alfr shook his head slightly. The Ecclesiarchy had a way of messing everything it seemed. From everything Alfr had heard if you're nose was the 'wrong size' you were considered a mutant by these people and were killed. With fire.

The shuttle began to shake and rumble more, they were entering the atmosphere. Alfr sat there trying not to breathe when the shuttle slammed into what felt like a speed bump, only they were traveling much faster that a ground-car, so the shuttle shook with tremendous force. Alfr, not having his safety belt on, slammed his head on the ceiling. Cursing more, Alfr fastened the belt around him and crossed his arms. This day was not going well.

 

[Anfo]

Alfr walked out of the shuttle. Not only did it smell like smoke in there, but also the meals of a few passengers.

The planet wasn't all that better. The man on the shuttle was correct, you could see the air you breath. Pulling his collar over his mouth, Alfr looked around. The market was buzzing with people, buying selling and trading everything. Alfr studied the vendors, none sold masks, or anything else to help him cover his mouth and nose.

"Lets find this Emperor dammed bar so we can get off this fraking planet, okay?" Alfr said impatiently to the others.

 

[Anfo]

Alfr walked behind Face, Jozzak and Calixus into the ally way. As face grabbed his auto gun, Alfr place his hand on the barrel and pushed down.

"Put that away. You don't need to show off how badass you are to these people. You have to remember; there is always someone who is badder than you." Alfr said sternly, "And stop smoking those damn sticks."