You sat in the singular seat of your ship, a VX-Strike 445-33566 Warstrict Combat ship, a ship you had bought long ago on the Andronis Dark-Market, just a few months before Voltar was...destroyed, you quickly shook your head, getting rid of the thoughts of Voltar, your expression going serious once more, as your ship flew through space. You looked to the energy meter of your ship, noticing it was low.

You grunted slightly, knowing you had to get to a base so you can refuel your ship, maybe fill up with a quick snack-on as well, hopefully. You pressed a few buttons on the dashboard of the ship, accessing an intergalactic auto-map, quickly pushing in 'Auto-Find Nearest Refuel Stop', upon pressing enter, the screen loaded for a moment, before going to a map with a line directing to the nearest refuel area, a Hunter's Guild base, on some planet made of water and dirt, the inhabitants seeming to have named it after Dirt, the planet is called..."Earth".

You pressed on the button designated as 'auto-pilot', as you let go of your ship's steering wheel, it retracts into the ship, as your ship does a 60 degree turn abruptly, though you weren't surprised, as the ship begins heading for Earth's Moon, more specifically, the Hunter Guild's Lunar Outpost. You knew that you needed to head there, even despite not being part of it and instead working solo, you had to stop there for supplies and fuel.

You yourself sat up from your seat, moving into a room and begin to get adorned in your Bounty-Hunter clothing, consisting of shiny, teal black metallic armor with angular, sharp shoulder pauldrons with a slightly protruding, sharp chestplate, along with electrothermic-conducting fabric leggings with sharp, yet smooth knee and foot armor. You then put on a ragged, brown cloak that reached just past your elbows.

Upon finishing changing, you sat back down in your chair, spotting the Lunar Outpost, immediately taking control of the ship once more, and flying it over into one of the Outpost's hangars.