Heck was kind of stammered when Jace pulled clothes out of practically nowhere, when he'd walked in he hadn't seen a stitch of clothing other than the stained lingerie anywhere but this was her ship and she managed to pull the clothes from somewhere. She reacted like a woman on a mission and immediately stalked out toward the door without much of an explanation. Heck followed behind her unsure of what her plan of action was, if any.<br/><br/>When Jace opened the door he ducked down, expecting the men outside to open fire, hell they wouldn't have waited for him to make a speech. For all the intergalactic crimes he'd committed they would've just opened fire. But not with hot ass Jace, they allowed her to walk right out and call their leader right up into melee range. 'What a bunch of half assed idiots' he thought to himself and almost as soon as the thought passed through his brain, she jumped into action. She waylaid two of them before he even had a chance to react. By the time he made it to the hatch she was done knocking each and everyone of them out. Can you believe that? She moved sooooo quickly that multiple armed and ready men with training and observational awareness didn't even stand a chance.<br/><br/>"You've probably noticed that I have a more... cultured background. I was raised on an estate by my Auntie Jane, after my parents perished in a fire. I'm not a blueblood noble though-- my father married a gypsy woman. The union was only permitted by my grandfather, James Corbutt Allen, because they were pregnant with me. They would be permitted to keep me and live happily together, on the condition that I be named directly for him. Hence my odd name. However, once my parents died, I was left in the custody of my Aunt. She doesn't like me; never has. The feeling's mutual, what with her pretentious nature and ridiculous pride. She did her best to mold me into a proper lady, but I doubt if it worked. Anyway, long story short: some shit happened and I ended up building Hell's Gate and getting the hell out of dodge. So, I'm a runaway, and Auntie Jane apparently wants me back at the estate. Probably for a marriage deal with some nobleman who doesn't know how do dress himself." She scoffed, "I have no interest in returning, and Auntie Jane is well aware of that. Hence why she's sent those bumbling morons after me. Useless lugs. Couldn't even take me when it was three on one. Seriously."<br/><br/>"Ok that sounds fine....I guess...." Heck said as they approached the planetoid at half speed, but all he could think of was dollar signs. He listened to the sorry and immediately began to calculate the amount of cash he could rake in for a spoiled runaway rich girl. Yeah sure she was drop dead gorgeous and one hell of a good fuck, but in the grand scale of things, she was worth so much more. Heck knew if he played this right he might end up with both the girl and the hefty ransom and then spend the rest of his years fucking sweet ass Jace Allen's pussy while rolling in cash, if he played it right. This of course was all inner monologue, while his face gave the expression of care and empathy while she let on.<br/><br/>"I'll never let those bastards have you my dear! aunt or no aunt you are a free woman and I will be damned if I let you go back to that hell!" He said in agreeing manner, the whole while planning and scheming in his head.  "I think you wanna take a right up here....You should see the Corsair off of the next horizon line!"<br/><br/><br/>Heck could barely believe it himself, it was almost if Jace had broken the rules of reality and some how managed to 'Matrix' an entire crew of hired gunhands without breaking a sweat. She walked back aboard and started the engines to the ship before he could even bother mentioning a word. 'Good job, I guess....." He said before she broke out with her back story  as they approached the moon in question.