Work of the Fire God

"I'm concerned about where the armor goes." Peter and Adri had been on planet for a few days. The planet was named Cyros, their pilot had said this was where she was told to leave them, and so she did. Cyros wasn't much to write home about, mostly an agricultural world on the edge that fed corporate planets deeper in. Apparently according to the Hand the planet had a sickness that only Peter and Adri could heal. It was cryptic as a message, but they felt they couldn't exactly demand more of the person who saved them.

"Clearly its magical armor, it'll just appear when we need it." The armor had disappeared shortly after the Hand had picked them up, which left them naked, Peter was entirely embarrased until the Hand found some clothes on board, Adri had never been bothered by being naked, so it didn't bother her that Peter had seen her naked.

"I don't like that it leaves me naked really, or that somehow its stored on my body."

"But burning people alive is fine." They had to find a place to stay in Cyros, they didn't have that. They had been sleeping outside for the past few nights, but after a run in with the authorities they were told to find work, or find their way off planet.

"Point taken."

"We're getting off task, we need to find something to do here or we'll wind up doing some time in the local jail where I don't think we'd be doing very much good." Peter agreed, and he really didn't want to spend any time in prison. They continued walking around, hoping to find a job they could be qualified for. Peter hoped to find an archivist position, Adri something in security. All they could find was labor at one of the aggro farms. Loading and unloading the auto trucks that came in. Honest work and it let them afford a small place for rest and meals, but it certainly didn't seem like the kind of job their god would want of them, let alone help a planet become pure again. Still it was nice to do something. That's how things went for a time. And how things would have kept going if not for the attack...