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Umbra thanked the waitress and set his AI to pay the bill and tip, then returned to mulling over the blueprints.

"Wonder if there are any Corpus here who could make use of this." He wondered aloud. "Or even an engineer who could make any sense of this abomination."

Crab was done sitting quietly, for the last couple minutes he had been eyeing that strange abomination of a gun that a certain Tenno brought in and and as soon as he overheard the fellow mention if someone could look at it he was up on his feet.

 

However a corpus managed to get to him first, while this irked Crab a slight he was determined to have a look at this peculiar item.

 

"Jeez were'd you find that thing? Looks like a dera suffering from obesity"

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Crab was quietly chatting with another patron and taking in the air of the cafe, When you have been in a battle for most of your life its easy to appreciate such things.

 

"Quite a place.. No wonder its so popular.. Also makes me wonder why the Grineer or Corpus have not attempted to take over"

 

Crab thought for a moment before shruging and returning to his mug of coffee.

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"More ornate? If you're making a request, I can take it." said the craftsman as he raised a computerized eyeglass to his face to measure his patron's dimensions. "Are there any specifications that you are looking for?"

 

 

 

A helpful crewman had already taken it upon himself to perform the refuelling process. He waved the ship's pilots toward the Hangar exits, where the various facilities of the Night Market awaited them. He pointed to an Osprey attendant, who understood its directive to lead their guests out of the Hangar.

 

 

"Welcome to the Creamy Sands cafe!" called the pretty black-haired waitress as she pushed her way to the door. Her petite blonde-haired junior hurriedly ushered their new guests in as she turned to the Vauban by the entrancer.

 

"Hello sir, we appreciate the help that you're giving us, but we'd like you, our valued patron, to relax and enjoy the beverages and experience we offer." she said softly, gesturing to his seat at the Frost Prime's table.

 

Crab smiled before sighing and apologizing.

 

"My apologies, i was merely trying to assist, and besides i don't often get to go on leave so i guess i got..  a little carried away"

 

Crab rubbed his forehead and muttered to himself.

 

"Being a tenno sucks sometimes..."

 

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Crab was busy handing out a couple drinks to give the overworked staff a break before noticing the new guests..

 

*Hello and welcome to the creamy sands! First off YES i am tenno, second off i'm not wearing a helmet and third off i'm paying for everything"

 

Crab smiled before turning around and sitting with a couple crewmen from the "Atkeh" and nudged one in the shoulder

 

"Maybe i'm making people a little uneasy.."

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Crab grinned and looked around before continuing.

 

"And for my final word i'd like to say.."

 

Crab raised his cup in the air

 

"Drinks are on me! i'll handle all the payments."

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Crab smiled before bringing the cup down a bit before continuing.

 

"Second of all i'd like to thank the people of this station for being so very welcoming when most shun our presence, and for that us tenno thank you."

[Comics By Yuikami [Added: Doodle - What I See, New Stalker...]]

After spending what seemed like 3 years reading all of these, I thank you for making my day better, and more horrifying in some cases..

 

Anyway awesome comics. :3

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"(Pause for effect...)"

 

Crab raised his cup in acknowledgment of the cafe.

 

"First of all i'd like to thank This Cafe for this brilliant coffee and being one of the few places in this solar system where you can sit and not get shot at AND being the best damn coffee shop this side of the System"

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Crab stood up and raised his voice along with his hands.

 

"Everyone! I have an announcement to make, There are a couple things i wanna say"

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Crab was busy Cracking jokes and telling others of his adventures, he was holding the Carabus in his hands to prevent "His clumsiness" from getting loose. The Sentinel in question was busy focusing its one central eye at the Wyrm and Child playing around in the corner with the occasional annoyed deep bleep.

 

"Oh stop it Scarab, You look and sound Intimidating so don't ruin it now. Oh hey more tenno!"

 

Crab waves over to the 2 Female tenno who entered the room, Apparently unaffected by the sinister aura of the Nekros.

 

"Take a seat! For i have an announcement to make.."

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Crab was sitting their quietly until he noticed Charlotte was staring at him, he smiled and looked back at Charlotte with a friendly little wave.

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That...does not sound so good.

 

Infinium was quite aware of what Crab did as a Vauban, but he was behaving himself so there was no need for action. Yet.

 

"Oi, no Seizure Cages. "

 

Aware that his previous request got no answer, and the waitress was on her way, he waited until after she had spoken.

 

"G'day miss. Could I order a, what's it called, Latte...Macciata?"

He looked at Jane and Charlotte.

 

"Do you you two, er, want to order anything else?"

 

 

"Aww.. But i can't hold that promise forever.."

 

Crab sighed and leaned against a wall, taking notes on who was what and trying to figure out the abnormally high amount of Tenno.

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(For some reason my Post was Duplicated)

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Crab stop stoped sipping for a moment to sit up and look around.

 

"So much Tenno"

 

"Hmm.."

 

Crab stood up and mentioned to a nearby Waitress:

 

"If i may ask for future reference, how much does this place have in the way of a little music?"

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Infinium was grinning like a mad fool within his helmet.

 

"Crab, Kopi Luwak refers to how something will eat coffee beans, and 'Refine' them in it's digestive tract. After collecting the droppings, they were dried and crushed up into powder. You are, in a sense drinking hot, fresh sh*twater."

 

Infinium remembered that he was in polite company. "Oh, um...err, Pardon my bad language...seemed fitting for the moment"

He just chuckled nervously.

 

Crab stared at Infinium for a moment, Before returning his gaze to the Coffee, Then to Infinium again.. Before shrugging and taking another drink.

 

"Best tasting crap i ever had"

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At that question,  the patrons turned away and returned to sipping their coffee.

 

Soling soon returned with a fine cup of coffee, brewed from gourmet beans biologically processed by feeding through a strange Infested-derived organism's digestive system. She set the drink down on a saucer, gestured to Crab to enjoy his drink and bowed once more before taking her leave.

I know what that kind of coffee is called, it's Kopi Luwak. Wiki link here: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kopi_Luwak 

 

Infinium had remained silent throughout everything, until he heard a choice line.

 

"The most expensive stuff you got..."

 

That line rang a bell inside Infiniums mind.

 

Kopi Luwak.

 

He waited until crab had swallowed his mouthful before enlightening him on the subject.

 

He remembered that there used to be some sort of animal on earth, one that would raid coffee plantations and scamper away, leaving a few droppings scattered around the property in question. He smiled behind his helmet.

 

"Crab? Do you know what Kopi Luwak is?"

 

The reaction would be priceless, though he was wondering, how in the world he could enjoy this sh*t?

 

Anyway, Infinium signaled the waitress.

 

"G'day, Can I order a Latte Macchiato please?"

 

"Kupa whatta? I dunno, All i know that this stuff tastes great" Crab took another sip at his coffee while reading a holopad

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At that question,  the patrons turned away and returned to sipping their coffee.

 

Soling soon returned with a fine cup of coffee, brewed from gourmet beans biologically processed by feeding through a strange Infested-derived organism's digestive system. She set the drink down on a saucer, gestured to Crab to enjoy his drink and bowed once more before taking her leave.

 

 As he thanked Soling and turned to the coffee crab stared at his drink for a moment, before setting it down and starting to disengage the locks on his helmet to remove it, After finishing up the final lock and setting his helmet to the side.

 

Crab seemed fairly young actually, probably in His 20's with shaggy dark brown hair and a stubble to go along with, he possessed Green eyes and an almost constant smile on his face, not a psychotic one.. More like the kinda warm smile that everyone likes.

 

"Phew! It can get dusty in their,Take your pictures fellas cuz you don't see unmasked tenno often"

 

Crab considered himself handsome to a small extent, but didn't really have anyone else's opinion so he kept it to himself.

 

"This coffee looks quite nice"  Crab took a small inquisitive sip before acquiring the taste and soon happily enjoying the drink.

 

"Mmm That's Great stuff, I wonder what its made of..."

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"Um... coming right up!" Soling said, giving a short bow before stepping over to the barista to give his order.

 

"Oh it's fine, we were just a little.. surprised, that's all." Jane replied. Now their table seated two Tenno. But that wasn't a problem, since they seemed to be quite interesting company.

 

"You now got 2 Tenno at the Table, Your ego must have got a boost.. Well maybe if one wasn't a Psychotic nice guy, And the other was was a Crazy/Fun/Interesting/Awesome Nice guy" 

 

As Crab looked up to notice the still staring viewers. "Is there something on my helmet?"

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"Oh, orright the-"

 

 

"DEAR SWEET JESUS WHAT"

 

Infinium realized he was being shaken, before firmly shoving the Vauban away, and calming down before he did anything...rash.

 

"Gah, Crab, don't you know any better?" Infinium grumbled, before continuing.

 

"You are aware that there is a minor?" He gestures towards Charlotte.

 

"Would you kindly, apologize to her?"

 

 

"Oh hai, And first of all i haven't seen you in ages, Second of all She was nowhere near my charge line so its cool, And 3rd of all! I'm a tenno sheesh i'm not that clumsy" 

 

Crab sits up for a moment to look at all the staring patrons and the newly entered Corpus and notice he has created quite a stir: "What? Ain't a Guy allowed to tackle his brother and publicly humiliate him? Oh and i'll have a uhh.. The most expensive coffee you have?"

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"Affirmative, Have a good one."

 

Infinium quickly walked into the decontamination chamber, before it activated, and waited for the acids and the warframe itself to do their work.

Still hurt like hell due to his current nature.

 

Following the procedure, Infinium gave himself a once over, and a senser scan to check if there was any lingering taint.

Satisfied that there was none, he hurried back to the Creamy Sands, and as he entered the door, he froze on the spot, the sight of one peculiar warframe chilling Infinium to the bone.

 

A Vauban. Not just any vauban, but dark green, with golden secondaries and an esprit helm.

Crab.

 

Quietly shuffling away from the warframe, careful not to attract his attention, he sat back down at the table where he previously was.

 

"So, um, What'd I miss?"

 

Crab froze, He recognized that voice.. He knew it, Just the name of the Warframe eluded him.. If only he remembered who it belonged too..

 

As he turned around to see whats up he was stunned.. That Warframe..

Infinium?

 

As quick as a Volt he leaped off his chair and bounded across the room and leaped at the unfortunate Frost.

 

And promptly Tackled him and started shaking him..

 

"HolyS#&$HolyS#&$HolyS#&$holyS#&$iknewitwasyouiknewitiknewitiknewit *Wheeze* I.. knew... I'd.. See.. You.. Again.. *Gasp*"

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After finally getting a basic layout of the place Crab found what he was looking for.. The Mythical Creamy sands.. Kinda.. 

 

Inside his helmet a cheeky grin formed as he opened the door to the cafe..

 

"I'm tempted to cause some disruption, But jeez i almost feel bad because its such a peaceful place"

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I'm not sure how your Tenno will know how all this is going on, since he is in the Hangar and this rescue operation is taking place outside the station in another vessel.

I just thought i'd say whats on everyone's mind. (I mean come on, Everyone was thinking what he just said :P)

 

 

Crab acknowledges and Thanks the dockworker (and promising to try not do anything to the robot) for the information and soon follows alby for his private tour of the station.

 

"It might be fun to make an dramatic entrance"

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"Affirmative."

 

The Shadow Dancer was anything but graceful due to it's modifications, As it approached the drifting vessel, the Shadow Dancer came to an abrupt halt, hovering a reasonable distance away from the boarding pod, before releasing a wide beam sensor scan, pointing out the general location of the group of sentinels, the hordes of infested on their way, and the two crewmen ahead.

 

Infinium Snickered. An small analogy had formed in his mind.

 

The Shadow dancer then moved a great distance away from the crewmen, so that the firing of the main weapon would not hamper nor injure the crew.

 

To stop the infection, one must amputate.

 

Configuring the power and settings of the aptly named 'Blowtorch-From-Hell', he set it so that the resulting beam was as high power and narrow as possible, like a scalpel.

 

The main weapon began to glow fiercely, the purple illuminating the prow of the sinister craft, before it fired.

 

Multiple packs of infested were cut off, as the resulting corridors were sealed shut, or outright incinerated by the torch.

 

An Orokin Reactor was mounted on it, Not many people would ever put them on a weapon. But that was the case for handheld weapons, not starcraft based ones.

 

The hordes screeched in fury, being denied further prey for the infection, as section by section, the craft would cut off the major entry points to that corridor.

 

"Primary Weapon overheated, initiating temperature venting protocol."

 

Bugger, but no matter.

 

The Reactor was mounted into both weapon systems, due to the vulnerability of an overload if it was hard wired to just one of the systems and leaving the Shadow Dancer toothless at best, and a wreck at absolute worst. This prevented the true power of the potato from being unleashed, but hey, It was better being safe than to be sorry.

 

Initiating the repeaters mounted in the wings, The reactor began to shift it's power into them instead, boosting armor

penetration capability. The rounds could punch through the hull, and a couple of the infested, but that was about it for a single bolt. But that's why you mount six of the biggest guns you can find, so you can drown your hapless foes in Dakka.

 

Infinium broke out into maniacal laughter, depressing the triggers on the control sticks, and ripping apart some of the encroaching infestation, before composing himself.

 

"Oi! Infinium here, Indicate where these buggers are, and I'll light 'em up!" He broadcasted, Primarily to the sentinels, and secondarily to the two crewmen, whilst maintaining the scanner so he could tell who was where and what. Friendly Fire was a massive No-No and Infinium, despite his Hysteria took every precaution to stop it.

 

You're free to indicate and control where I shoot. Something tells me I'm doing something wrong, so if you could point it out that it could be fixed, I would appreciate it.

 

Crab took a listen to the broadcast before turning to the Foreman slowly. "What.. What lunatic gave this guy the go ahead to "Save" Anyone? A grineer?! His ship looks like its about shear that ship in half, if it doesn't explode first! And its a cargo vessel too.. You could have nabbed some of that stuff had he not completely Vaporized it! ... And who says buggers anymore?.. And why is he talking to sentinels?"

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"Running around?" asked the crewman as he handed the credit chit to a passing MOA attendant. "Well everyone's busy here in the Hangar, but if you're referring to the guys running down from the pilot quarters, it seems that we had to send out a salvage or rescue team of some sort earlier. I think the bridge picked up some kind of distress signal somewhere off the asteroid belt."

 

He sent Sebastard on his way for repairs, then glanced around before beckoning an Osprey over. This one was completely grey in colour, with its battered hull showing obvious signs of wear and tear.

 

"This here is Old Alby." introduced the crewman. "He'll show you to the Night Market, where you can have a jolly good time."

 

Old Alby looked from the crewman to Crab, and gave a small beeping noise of acknowledgement. It will be his guide around the station until it was recalled or dismissed.

 

Crab takes a moment to look at Alby, And then at Sebastard for a moment before addressing the Crewman "Do you have a robot that does not look like its had a showdown match with a Bombard?"

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No worries, I wouldn't want anyone to feel rushed and pressured to post anyway

 

"Oh? Well I guess you could, as the foreman probably wouldn't mind." the crewman said, half-glancing in the foreman's direction. "Heh, he'd probably waive your parking fee if you do a good job fixing our good boy Sebastard here up."

 

Still a little slow to respond, the merry Sebastard made a cheerful beeping noise.

 

"Alright awesome, Just let the Captain know i sent sebbie here for repairs and upgrades.. And also give him this 5000 Credit chit for putting up with me and for payment, Now in return could you please direct me to the main market and and let me know why everyone's running around like a Kubrow on fire?"