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 Posted: Sat Mar 10, 2012 7:43 pm
"It seems to me that you both could learn a bit from one another." Soren stretched a bit and a few stiff joints popped. "I guess it's internet time, huh?" Sitting down right where he was Soren placed his own planner in front of him and pulled up several screens until they were almost all the way around him. Shortly, every small screen had a different website or program on it and Soren was completely absorbed by the web. He did take a short moment to glance toward the other man then pat the floor beside him, "Join me?"
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Before long Farin was busy as ever with his work. Every few minutes he was starting a new phone call, or opening file after file. He sighed, "Yes of course I know what the risks are, but it's a mercenary I'm hiring not a damned justice of peace. And he certainly won't be in my house-" He was quiet for a few moments before he cracked a small smile, "Yes, well I certainly learned my ways from the best writers of the twentieth century. Twenty-first as well." The person on the other line spoke for a small moment and Farin sighed and rubbed his temples again, "Yes thank you. How about a thirty-four? Seven-six." Another pause, "Perfect, thank you Marion."
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Posted: Sun Mar 11, 2012 2:46 pm
It wasn't like Rockwell had anything else better to do. Walking over he sat next to the green man. There were a few screens up that interested him. Mostly information on current news regarding planets he had visited or would like to visit. "So where all have you been?"
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Cella glanced up a time or two, hearing the tone of voice Farin was using, it was clear he wasn't happy. Finishing off the layer of braiding she had been using Cella moved to sit directly in front of his legs. Gently touching his ankle Cella removed his shoe and started to message Farin's feet and slowly worked up his legs, huming softly to herself.
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Posted: Sun Mar 11, 2012 3:13 pm
"Oh I have it all mapped out." Soren pulled up another screen and placed his palm on it. "Trace; T'vek Soren. Last five years." A small map spanning across galaxies appeared with a blue line connecting certain planets and galaxies. "Click on a dot, any dot, she'll tell you about it."
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Farin wasn't expecting the girl to touch his feet, namely because he hadn't been paying much mind to her stripping his boots off. Unfortunately she must have forgotten how ticklish he was when it came to his feet. While still on the phone, Farin let out a yelp that resembled both an exaggerated gasp and a small dog being punted across the room, all while he jerked his foot away quickly. "Yeah, I'm fine." He responded to the voice on the other end, "Oh shut up."
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Posted: Sun Mar 11, 2012 3:30 pm
Though Rocwell recognized a few of the dots, he humored the man and taped one. He had to admit the alien had been a few nice places, a few of them Rockwell hoped to go to on his own one day. "You've been quite a few places."
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Cella jerked her hands back quickly realizing the mistake she had made. Though it took her a good amount of effort to stop from laughing. The temptation to do it again came over her. And for a second, she reached to tickle him again. But she managed to stop herself.
Sitting up to keel on her knees Cella moved in closer to lean against his legs and rub his upper thighs. She always got so bored when he was working. Subconsciously Cella had come up with ways to distract him for a moment or two.
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Posted: Sun Mar 11, 2012 3:50 pm
"Yeah, I've always been a mobile." Soren sighed, "Plus, at least in your old earth years, I think I'd be like, thirty-six or something. That's probably older than you... right?" He shrugged, "I'm not good with Earth measurements." He glanced over the map and scrolled through it to get to a further reach of the universe. "Here we go. The Gnennavenien Galaxy. Third one from the star - it's the cat's pajamas."
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Farin looked at Cella, almost daring her to try it again, but when he realized she clearly knew better he could settle back down and return to his conversation. "Shut up, Tavra, it's not that funny." He rolled his eyes and looked down at Cella, "Cel, that can't be comfortable."
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Posted: Sun Mar 11, 2012 4:11 pm
Rockwell shook his head. "You're right about my age." He watched at the man scrolled through the maps. "The cat's pajamas? Do you even know what a cat is?" he asked laughing.
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It was clear her attempts at seducing her master weren't working. Shaking her head, she didn't stop her hands. Only moved them up higher on his legs. "My only concern is your comfort Master Farin." She said softly her hands still working to move higher and higher on his legs.
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Posted: Sun Mar 11, 2012 4:39 pm
"They used it one an old twentieth century film I watched, from Earth, last week. What you guys don't say that?" Soren shrugged, "Eh, whatever." He turned his attention to another screen momentarily to respond to a message before he looked back at the other man. "Is that all?"
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"Yes, Cella, okay." Farin held his planner between his shoulder and ear to use both hands to take hers off of him. "Stop, Cel. I'm working."
"Look how naughty you've made her." Titania entered the bridge with a sigh. "You sicken me, Farin Khelor."
"Grow up, Titania." Farin replied. The man on the other end spoke for a moment before Farin sighed. "Do you have to talk to her?... No. I doubt she wants to talk to you."
"Is it Tavra? Put him on! I love him!"
Farin sighed and handed his planner over. "I have business, don't make this too long."
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Posted: Sun Mar 11, 2012 4:47 pm
"They might have. I guess I've just never heard it." Rockwell shrugged to himself. "Is that all what?" He asked raising a brow to Soren. "You don't want me asking questions or something?" He grinned "Got something to hide there buddy?"
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Cella practically groaned. This wasn't working how she thought it would. Pulling her hands lightly free she sat back down, this time sitting between his legs on the floor. With another large sigh she rested her head on his knee. "Hello Ms. Titania."
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Posted: Sun Mar 11, 2012 5:29 pm
"Quite the contrary. I am very open about myself... but what about you?" Soren smirked quietly then returned to messaging on a different screen. "Is that all you wanted to know, I mean? Or should I be asking about you?"
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"Hello Miss Cella." Titania smiled at the girl as she took her brother's planner from him. "Oh, you should be on video calling, Tav." Titania pulled a video screen up and saw the man clearly as she walked away from the bridge with her brother's planner. "Want to see my ship. Tavtav?" She didn't wait for the man's answer. "It's smaller than the last one, but I have a better engineer now, so this one should last. Oh and Nana brought one of her weapons experts so we'll be safe as s**t." She found Michaels in the engine room and happily showed him off. "Hey, Sebastian, come here." She threw an arm around his neck and showed him the screen. "This is Tavra, he's my bro."
Michaels was taken by surprise when the Captain came back, but he smiled upon seeing her. He tried his best not to let the smile fall when he saw the man on the screen though. The man certainly was handsome, and fit. He looked quite like an elaborately colored male model of blue and silver. "Hey there."
"This is the engineering genius, eh?"
"What sold it, the engine room?" Titania rolled her eyes.
"No, my facial recognition application. I believe you two are due quite a ways from where you are in only a few days."
Titania shrugged, "Something like that. Either way, it's me, Tav. I'm gonna get there on time."
"Or die trying." The man replied. This time it was his turn to roll his eyes. "Good luck, kid."
Michaels simply nodded wordlessly and returned to pretending he was busy.
Titania was sure to give him a quick kiss on the cheek though before she walked out with the planner and continued to give the man a tour of her ship.
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Posted: Sun Mar 11, 2012 5:52 pm
"I don't have anything to hide. Anything you want to ask I'm willing to answer." Rockwell shrugged "So where did you pick all your weapons skills?" He asked leaning back on his hands and stretching his legs out in front of him. "It's not always an easy skill to just pick up."
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Cella watched as the girl ran off. "Why does she do that?" Cella asked turning to look up at Farin. "I mean the Miss bit? It's like she's picking fun at me being polite." Cella huffed mildly distressed over it.
Before she had time to get too worked up. Cella's pocketed planer began to ring. Frowning, she pulled it out, knowing who it would be, for the thing only had one use. Video calls to Perdy. "Ms. Perdita." Cella said smiling as she placed the planner in her lap.
"What are you wearing?" Perdita asked her keen eyes already picking apart the girl's appearance.
"Some clothing my brother gave me." Cella said knowing Perdy had a strange sense of style and would likely tear the clothes off her if she could. The very idea made her smile and have to hold back a small giggle.
"What are we going to do with you, barely gone for a bit and already getting rebellious." She said with a smile, knowing the girl was nothing of the sort.
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Posted: Sun Mar 11, 2012 6:05 pm
Soren smiled. "The old man was into it and then I just sort of picked it up from being on the same ship as him all of the time." He returned to his messaging quickly and reread a particular line a few times before he smiled and closed that screen. He turned back to Rockwell. "So... ever ******** a guy?"
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Farin shrugged. "Don't pay her any mind. She's just mean." He noticed she was getting a call from Perdita again. That girl couldn't mind her own business even light years away. He leaned forward to put himself into the shot. "Hello, Perdita, how is everything at home?"
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Michaels sighed when the woman walked out, then decided he'd take a moment to go find Chephnem. She seemed to be the only one he'd be able to talk on friendly terms with.
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Posted: Sun Mar 11, 2012 6:18 pm
If Rockwell would have had a mouth full of water, it surely would have been spit half way across the room. That was such a large jump in questions it shocked him. "Eh?" He gathered his thoughts "Uh no. No I've never had sex with a dude."
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Perdita turned her head up to look at Farin, barely visible from the angle Cella held the planner in. "Hello there Boss." She smiled "The house? Everything is going on as it should. How are things over there? I can see some of Cella's manors have slipped." Though her voice was friendly, her eyes held scolding at the younger girl.
Cella felt herself blush. "I believe I am behaving as I should." Cella took to her own diffence.
"Of course you are." Perdita smiled, finding it funny she had gotten a rise out of the girl.
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Chephnem was in the kitchen still, and could hear when the young engineer entered. "Hey Michales." She said not taking her eyes off the game she was playing on a small screen hovering over the table.
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Posted: Sun Mar 11, 2012 6:44 pm
Soren smirked his usual, devilish smile and got up to his knees to look down at Rockwell. He tilted his head slightly to the left and reached over to run his finger's through the man's shorter hair. "Want to?"
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Farin rolled his eyes. "I hope you and Dannik have gotten out of bed at least once to make sure the rest of the planet is doing alright." He placed a hand on Cella's head, "And Cella's doing fine, I don't see how it's your place to comment on proper behavior in any way, shape, or form.
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"Hey Cheph." He leapt onto the seat beside her and rested his head on his fist, turning to look at her, "How's it going?" Michaels didn't mean to be so easy to read all of the time, but it certainly always happened that way.
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"Hey mister big shot," Titania started slowly. She looked around her to be sure she was alone before she turned back to the screen. "Okay. I need a huge fat favor."
"Anything, beautiful." The man on the screen was clearly occupied with another holographic screen, but he did reply."
"Perfect."
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Posted: Mon Mar 12, 2012 4:14 am
If he closed his eyes. He could almost pretend the man touching my was in fact a girl, and that would make life easier.Easier to understand why he actually enjoyed the small gesture even though a man was the one doing it. "Uh, haha no." Rockwell looked up "I have a policy not to ******** friends."
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Oh that was rich, she had gotten a rise even out of Farin. "Of course we've been out of bed. Someone has to make sure the planet doesn't crumble to ashes." Perdita smirked picking on them could be such fun. "Well Boss. I'm sure you've been busy with work. That being said. I am sure Cella has been left to run around unattended. That would be the reason I check up on her."
"I don't run wild." Cella practically hissed at the woman.
Perdita shrugged. "Just making sure Cella." She paused a moment knowing better then to push Farin too far. "Oh Cella how is your brother today? I know you said he had been busy. Have you gotten to spend some time with him today?"
"We're on a ship. A small one. I see him every day." Cella said flatly.
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Cephnem didn't look up from her game. "What's up?" She knew Micahles wanted to talk if he came over. "Something must be wrong if you came and found me."
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Posted: Mon Mar 12, 2012 9:25 am
Soren scoffed, still holding his smirk, "I'm not your friend. See? No worries." He put his other hand up to Rockwell's head as well, "I promise I won't tell."
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"Don't you have something better to do?" Farin raised a brow slowly in Perdita's direction. He was almost sure that whole house was going to fall apart without his presence.
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Michaels sat up and looked suspiciously defensive for him. "What? No. Nothing's wrong. I was just wondering what you were up to."
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