Koto Tomoya<br/>Age: 21<br/>Height: 6'1"<br/>Weight: 200lbs<br/>Eyes: Blue<br/>Hair: Black<br/>Appearance:<br/>(http://gelbooru.com/index.php?page=post&s=view&id=1540774)<br/><br/><br/>"Ah! hah! hah! gah!! ah!!!"<br/>The panicked breaths of the young man were heavy as he ran down the crowded city streets of the space station chased by a gang of unruly four armed, grey skinned aliens dressed in militant uniforms. The grey's were viciously notorious in the galaxy for thievery and intimidation, not to say they weren't the worst of what was aboard this station, but with star hot plasma shots zipping over his shoulders only to stick and melt into the walls around him and in front of him, he would have taken the latter any day of the cycle...<br/><br/>He took a moment to duck into an alleyway between the polished white buildings as his pursuers ran by yelling frustrated alien profanities when they realized they had lost him.<br/>The largest of the grey's grabbed his two other partners by their necks and growled, bearing his blocky yellowed teeth before shouting at them in a rough and gravelly voice.<br/>"Find da earth worm and bring 'im to me! Station the rest o' your nimrod cousins on every exit of this hulk!!! E's not getting away after ripping ol'e S'kulta off!!! I'll tear dis hovel of a station apart until I find 'im!!! And when I do... Less just say dat boy is getting a ravener squig shov'd so far up his ass his brain will be eaten first!!!"<br/>The other two greys only looked at one another nervously before saluting and bringing their guns to the ready "SIR YES SIR!!!"<br/>They then split up, S'kulta still hanging around, going to each of the vendors in the street and harassing them, flipping tables and tossing baskets of fruit when each one couldn't tell him where the boy had gone.<br/><br/>Koto let out an exhausted sigh of relief as he walked down the alleyway realizing he was headed towards the business district. He opened his satchel and pulled out the file inside. He opened it and looked over his intergalactic resume, "Well Koto... You always said if you wanted off this crate you'd have to take risks..."<br/>He continued walking along, reading the signs on each door, some languages he could understand, but he knew the greys would still find him... There wasn't a business or ship on this station that S'kulta didn't own or pressure... Except for one... One that even S'kulta the Grey was wary of approaching...<br/><br/>He finally stopped at the end of the hallway in front of a dimly lit black circular door made of heavy iron, the sign was written in a language that far few on this station knew... The symbols were made up of deep claw marks gouged out in different arrangements to create intricate characters and he knew right away that he was standing in front of the dragon trade exchange.<br/><br/><br/>Dragons were the only race aboard the station to have their own specialized laws considering their staying so as not to cause any offensive interactions with the populace and as well as to keep them protected as diplomats from their planet. No one wanted to mess with the dragon lords who controlled nearly a full quarter of all interstellar trade and negotiation, especially seeing how dragon technology was decades ahead of any other race and always seemed to stay ahead of the game.<br/>The dragon Lords, to his knowledge, were a council of dragons scattered across the galaxy, presiding over a chain of planets and trade routes. they functioned as both captains of the trade fleets and as a war council in times of strife. It was here Skulta would never tread or even dare to look, and as far as Koto knew, the dragons were his last chance to get off this station before S'kulta and the other greys found him...<br/><br/>Dragons were notoriously traditional, but it was their traditions that unsettled most people for dragons were not concerned with clothing themselves (unless asked to when aboard a station) and would get extremely offended at even a single insult causing more than one fight to erupt aboard the station when they took shore leave.<br/>Another thing that made him nervous was that dragons tended to be a bit... "Promiscuous" in nature and he had always found them to be rather attractive, he had even almost asked one out once... almost...<br/>But he had shied away from her before he could say anything for fear that she would probably tear his dick off if he offended her...<br/><br/>Cautiously he pressed the buzzer next to the door, the door sliding open instantly revealing a simple clean white waiting room and a receptionist sitting behind her desk.<br/>She appeared to be one of the deer anthro species, a cute doe who looked up and smiled sweetly at him before asking "Can I help you sir? Are you here for an appointment with the captain?"<br/>He felt slightly nervous as he handed her his file "Err... I didn't schedule one and I know it's short notice, but I was really hoping to join her crew before she leaves port..."<br/>The doe nodded and smiled "Don't worry, the captain hasn't been very busy, i'm sure she can take an interview... But i'm not sure how well she'll react to a human asking to join her crew... You can have a seat in her office then... She should be back soon"<br/>She then flipped through the folder, taking the time to write down some information from the file to her computer before she smiled and handed it back.<br/>"Thank you..." he said as he walked around the desk, the office doorway hissing softly as it allowed him passage into her office.<br/><br/>The room was large and dimly lit. Small incense sticks lined the stone shelves and large soft pillows sat on the floors. In the center was a stone table, low to the floor which he went to and placed the paper on next to the slowly burning stick of sweet yet heady smelling incense in the center of the table.<br/>Suddenly the tall blast-shield panels lining the windows of the room unlocked and slid aside revealing a stunning view of the center of the white, doughnut shaped space port where small ships darted to and fro around the larger trade ships, but the largest and most impressive of all was the sleek red giant docked to the center of the station. This beautiful and deadly ship was known as<em>The Rosethorn</em>, the pride of this sector's dragon trade fleet. It was now here where he pressed his hands eagerly against the glass, his eyes scanning over the magnificent vessel...<br/><br/>he had dreamed of working aboard the dragon ships for ages, even though very few exceptions were made regarding the selection of non-dragons, but he still relished the thought as he began to nerd out and talk to himself.<br/>"Three clicks long by one click width with four stabilized coolant repressed warp singularity engines capable of reaching up to twenty times the speed of light. Two forward material emancipation projectors to protect from minor and medium space debris as well as six wraparound quantum shield generators for primary defense. Thirty upper and lower decks, mid positioned tactical bridge, enough room to hold 4 M-class cruisers as well as the ammo for eight forward torpedo tubes, four port and starboard mounted las-turrets, three nova cannons mounted on port, starboard and the aft (that's quite clever for pursuits...), six seconda...." he was suddenly jolted when a soft, sultry voice came from the door behind him.<br/><br/>"She's beautiful isn't she..."<br/><br/>He turned quickly and was face to face with the captain of the Rosethorn herself. Lai Liadya, the dragon lord of the planet Mercia that hovered peacefully in space 50 miles below the station...<br/><br/><hey, so for ladies who are interested in playing as the captain, we will both be playing multiple roles depending on how many characters we want to include in Koto's "encounters" ;P<br/>The story will focus on Koto's journey with the crew of the trade ship as they travel the cosmos together. Please make sure to pm me before you join>