Être lâché si soudainement n'était pas la façon préférée d'atterrir pour l'enseigne Malory. Il était toujours prêt à négocier pour la cassette, mais Bolts aussi, l'a surclassé. "Ah, putain pourquoi quelqu'un qui, tu sais, ne me surpasse pas à travers ces portes?" Il s'est levé lentement et a brossé son pantalon et sa chemise de travail sales en permanence. Il regarda Vas avec la même expression que Vas lui donnait s'il avait de la chair qui pouvait rendre les expressions aussi faciles que lui. "Je vais l'attraper, mais plus vous utiliserez, plus vous souhaiterez que vous n'avez pas utilisé autant. C'est dur de passer dans un putain d'espace." Il est sorti de la porte et s'est cogné l'épaule. Son bras était pratiquement mort en ce moment, mais j'espère qu'il ne s'est pas cassé. Il est passé devant le mess et a vu le docteur.
"Ay Cason. Nous allons avoir une petite réunion dans un peu." Il a crié sans ralentir. Il ne saignait pas à l'extérieur du moins. Il a traversé le couloir jusqu'à ce qu'il arrive dans sa chambre et saisit le ruban adhésif d'un des cent compartiments secrets qu'il n'était probablement pas autorisé à installer. Il s'est dit que si le capitaine n'était pas là, ça n'aurait jamais eu lieu. Cap aurait déjà résolu tous les problèmes et il n'y aurait pas de combat. Sa colère envers Vas fut lentement remplacée par la colère du capitaine pour avoir disparu comme elle l'a fait.
NAME: Christian Malory
RANK: Ensign
DEPARTMENT, POSITION: Support, Black market trader (although the ship lists him as a security officer)
RACE: Human
AGE: 26
GENDER: Male

SHORT BIO: Coming out of a planet on the edge of union territory, Christian never had the easiest time getting by. His whole life he was surrounded by the poorest and rudest of beings in the universe. He saw his fair share of shady deals go down and through this built a network of traders in the black market. Whenever he needed anything, or a close friend did he was the guy who could get it far faster than any official could, and generally at higher quality too. Problem was that he was pricier. He began to make a name for himself and built an interplanetary network that reached into the heart of the union, and he made his way hitchhiking around the union territory grabbing the illegal or rare items he needed before a captain decided his... connections would be useful for his ship and crew. Ever since then he's been masquerading as a security guard on the scouting ship, while handling all of their relations to an underground criminal market operations.
PERSONALITY: Growing up in one of the shittiest (can we swear?) planets, not much scares him. He grew up with guns and knives pointed at him. He's slow to trust but loyal to anyone that he deems a friend. He has a strangely optimistic view of most people despite his upbringing. He doesn't take threats seriously, other than those of his crew mates. He's a bit trigger happy as well, not truly valuing the lives of anyone he doesn't trust. At least he knows who not to mouth off to.
TALENTS:Diplomacy in general. He can fake being posh and noble, as well as getting along with street rats
Decent aim
Can find a place to stay in almost any city, quality not guaranteed to be good
FLAWS: He is a bit too ready to take a life
His mood can change very fast depending on the topic of conversation. His past isn't really up for public review.

I fully understand if this character idea is also not too fitting for this RP. But I made it based off of the whole "However, because the ship really doesn’t need another reprimand on its record" part of the description. Again, I might just be too eager after finishing firefly just last week.