Mixed reactions. Better than being shot though.

Farrah frowns and gives you a glare as you make your consciousness known, her hand moving to her belt where you see your own gun has been tucked. It seems the flirt sexpot that you'd met in the bar is long gone as this Farrah seems more of a bad-ass bitch than a playful sex kitten. It was a good act though. Got you hook, line and sinker, but, then, with a body like hers, who could resist any sort of act involving flirtation and seduction? Definitely not you, that's for sure.

Before Farrah can show what a bad-ass she is by putting a bullet from your own gun into you, Teesha stops her with a hand on her wrist and a shake of her head. The Phyrellian then turns her attention to you, trying to look like she was in charge even though you could see the uncertainty and the nervousness in her. She was trying hard, but she was definitely not cut from the same cloth as her partner in crime there.

"Captain Halloway. I'm glad you're finally awake. Now...now you can tell us how to get your ship started.", she says, trying to sound determined, but failing to your ears.

"Oh, what's that? We're sorry we knocked you out and tied you up, Derrick. Now can you do us a favor and help us steal your ship? Is that what you're sayin'?", you say sarcastically and then give a snort, "Give me one good reason why I should do anythin' but sit on my ass and be annoyin'?"

"I can give you one right here.", Farrah growls as she draws your gun and points it at you, causing your heart to beat a bit faster and your mind to race.

Luckily, you're good at hiding those things and you manage to give Farrah a smirk as you glance from you gun and then to her. "Threatenin' a guy with his own gun? Wow. That's just rude, is what it is.", you remark and give her a mock sweet smile, "And here I thought you and I had bonded, what with all the sweet talk and the way you were gettin' all friendly before. Not to mention all the ball-handlin' you were doin'."

Farrah can't hide the flash of crimson upon her cheeks which might denote anger or embarrassment before she starts to lift the gun as though to hit you with it. Again, Teesha stops her and shakes her head at her firmly. Farrah curses under her breath but relents, showing that Teesha had some hold on her that you didn't know about yet. Maybe they were older friends then they had let on? Obviously, they were in on this together and had been playing you since you walked into the bar, but how long had they been planning this and why?

Your mind races to try and figure these things out even as Teesha speaks to you again. "Captain...Derrick. Please. This...this wasn't what we wanted, but we...we're ****. We really need a ship. We need to get...somewhere quickly. We...we didn't have any choice."

"Really? 'Cuz, y'know, I think that some people, people who don't threaten folks with their own guns or knock 'em out after blowin' them, would, y'know, ask if they could get passage off world instead of jumpin' right to stealin' a ship.", you retort with anger, as you are more than pissed off at this point, "I do transport people to places too. I run a business. Make money. Take things that need to go somewhere from one place to another. It's what I do. So maybe that could've been another choice, yeah? Maybe a little better than HIJACKING MY FUCKING SHIP!!"

You yell out that last and Teesha flinches back. Farrah, seeing this, steps in front of the Phyrellian as though shielding her from you (which is ridiculous considering you're tied up and probably concussed). She glares at you and gives you a scowl as she, again, points your gun at you.

"Hey! If we had that sort of money, we would have done it! We didn't have the credits to do things that way so we did this. And don't you get all Mr. High Road on us, Halloway! We know what you are and what you do! You saying you haven't done anything to get your hands dirty? Like you're some saint?", she snarls accusingly.

"Hell, no, I ain't no saint, but that ain't the point. The point is that you lied to me, seduced me and knocked me out and are now askin' me to help you steal my own fuckin' ship. You do see how this plan is flawed and I have the right to be a little fuckin' mad, yeah?", you state with a scowl of your own, quite tired of this back and forth, "Especially since, given the fact that ya seemed to know enough 'bout me to know beautiful women are weaknesses of mine, you should have known that you could have probably talked me into givin' you a ride off-world at a low, low price based solely on the fact that I might get a chance to bang one or both of ya? I'm pretty fuckin' easy like that and most fuckin' people know it. I feel like that would have been an easier and better plan then this whole clusterfuck here, don't ya agree?"

Farrah and Teesha both fall silent and look at each other as though that idea had never crossed their minds and that, now that it had been presented to them, it really should have as it would have saved everybody a whole lot of trouble.

Farrah says nothing, instead grumbling with embarrassment, but Teesha clears her throat and, with a meek and quiet voice and downturned eyes, asks, "Um...do you think maybe we could, uh, do that now?"