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"Grifter's bone…" Jonny muses, tapping a finger against his chin. "Now why does that name sound familiar?"
"They are a murder-punk band situated on Earth in 2022." Ivy's voice pipes up behind him.
Instinctively, Jonny whips around and fires a shot at her. Ivy, long since used to this, merely raises an unimpressed eyebrow 2 steps to the left from where there's now another bullet hole in the wall.
"You dropped Brian's finger." She informs him.
Jonny scowls, shoving his pistol back into its holster. Then he pulls another one of Brian's fingers out of his pocket and uses it to point at Ivy.
"Murder-punk sounds fun. Are they fun?"
Ivy considers the question. "They are from the version of Earth with fear gods, and are aligned with the one that values senseless, pointless violence and war."
Jonny grins viciously, and spins the chair he was perching on around to face the pilot controls. "That does sound like a good time. Then, as your Captain-"
"First Mate." Brian's voice interrupts from the floor. "Give me back my fingers and get out of my chair, Jonny."
Jonny debates shooting him again, but he does need Brian to fly the ship to Earth so he relents.
"Fine." He mutters, and makes for the door before Brian can call him on still having about half his fingers in his pockets.
He ought to go inform the rest of the crew about their new destination anyways.