Kayle Aurorez sat in the escape pod trimming and modifying one of the flight suits to be more to her taste. She'd recently lost most her guns and tech from a fight that was arguably far outside her range. Kayle was just a bullet conjuring pirate with a series of unique guns from her own inventive mind. Perhaps then she shouldn't cross paths with the likes of the Destructor. Trinity Blue had shown the capacity to tank some of the most volatile of weapons. Still through skill and luck Kayle had survived the encounter her one that was a near light speed attack that bombarded the body with forces almost escaping comprehension.
Covering her violet skin and tatted figure the princess of piracy set about fixing the weapons she still had. The Rasputen and Hammer were safe of course do to being made of a durable sort do to what they had to fire. Through a mixing of parts Kayle was also able to repair the Aces, wrist holstered pistols. It was a farcry from a full ensemble but it'd do. And content with her situation she strapped in preparing for the inevitable impact.
The earth rocked and vermillion sand shot into the sky as the escape pod landed on the outskirts of an empire. Climbing from the wreckage the siren found herself greeted by the sun and barren landscape that was Mars. At least it was a recognizable world in the distance though she could tell it wasn't to be a hospitable one. Knowing there was but one survivor from the wreckage a pack of Viddea began to race her way thinking an easy meal was coming their way. A frustrated sigh escaped the bounty hunter as she brought Aces up to bare.
(Wanted to do more but settled for an intro sense I've only got so much time before other things to do)