[action - goldenrod base]

[moneylogues]

[One of the interesting things about being a mercenary in a dangerous galaxy means that waking up in an unknown location with no clue how he got there? Not necessarily that new. Well. It also happens when he's had a fun night sometimes, but that generally means there's a hot blonde next to him or something.

But this whole... whatever it is, this is new. And he doesn't like it one bit. He also doesn't like that he doesn't have any of his gear. No armor, no guns, not even any of his knives. And no sword. No key.

Yeah, that doesn't put him in the greatest mood.

All this Rocket shit doesn't interest him one bit and, honestly, he's only half paying attention to all of this. Not his problem. Like any of these people can match the paycheck he was gonna get back home. No way. He needs to get far away from wherever the hell this planet is.

So. Anyone in the Goldenrod Rocket base might just spot Felix wandering around and... checking every supply closet, cabinet, and drawer he comes across. And every time, he looks disappointed at the contents. Next up is a hallway closet. He opens it up...]

Aaaaaand behind door number four is... another supply closet! Oh, good! I guess I'm all set if I need to mop something.

This is all just great.

[Frustrated, he slams the door shut. The sound travels through the halls, but he really doesn't give a shit right now.]

Seriously, where the fuck do these idiots keep the weapons?