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Chephnem didn't look happy. "Rockwell. Why don't you go get us something to drink. I know Michaels has to be thirsty."

"I came to talk to you Cheph, least you could do is be polite." Rockwell said, she was probably the only person, besides his sister, who he didn't get mad at when they snapped at him.

"How can I be nice when you were the one who is being mean. Michaels?" She stood and looked under the machine he had disappeared under "We can finish this talk later if you'd like."
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Cella jumped slightly. She had only ever heard him laugh once and the sudden out burst took her by surprise. "I'll be leaving then Master Farin." She said softly as she began walking to the door and back to the kitchen.
She couldn't look at Farin for the moment without her mind imagining things it should be. "Sorry Mistress Titania." The soup's fragrance was filling the kitchen, and she could feel her own stomach begin to rumble with hunger. "Let me just check this." She said reaching for the handle, forgetting it was metal and quickly jerking her hand back with a small yelp.
With her other hand Cella picked up the pot holder and lifted the lid carefully. "Looks almost ready." She said setting the lid down and moving off to get a wrap for her hand.

Cella had heard most of the argument. How could she not when they were yelling right outside the doors. Sighing to herself Cella grabbed a few bowls and began ladling sound into each one. She hoped the two of them could work it out.
Putting two bowls onto a tray she carried them to the captains room and tapped twice on the door before setting the tray down and walking back to the kitchen.
Grabbing the next two bowls Cella walked them out to the engine room, knowing her brother would likely be around the alien. He loved her, she only wished the girl loved him back. "I hope the two of you don't mind soup." Cella said walking in and setting the tray in Rockwell's lap.

"Is this the stuff mom always used to make?" Rockwell said sniffing the bowl of the soup. "It looks wonderful." Picking up a spoon he took a small amount and blew on it before taking a small sip.

Chephnem took a bowl and tried a sip of the soup. "Oh man this is good."

Cella smiled "Thank you." She said bowing her head and quickly exiting back to the kitchen.
Pouring some more soup into the last bowl Cella didn't bother to put on a tray. She just carried it in her good hand brought it to Fain. "Master Fain I brought you something to eat." She said softly not wanting to bother him if he wasn't too hungry.

Cella frowned before taking the tablet and popping it in her mouth chewed it a moment and gulped it down, doing her best not to make a face at it's odd taste.
Slowly Cella held her hand out to be looked at. "I grabbed a hot pot. The ones at home, they're heat protected so I've never had to worry. I forgot these ones weren't. It's not that bad." She said looking down at her own hand, some small blisters had formed the rest of the burn a angry red.
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Chephnem sighed. "Your sister sure can cook some good food." she said sipping down a few more spoonfuls. "Why don't you cook like this?"

"Because I didn't get beat when I messed up. And I was born a free man. Unlike my sister." Rockwell sounded a little bitter. But he couldn't get too upset when he was eating something so yummy.

"Well it seems to have done her good. She's got a better life then even I had." Chephnem said holding the spoon in her mouth and sucking on it.

Rockwell shook his head. "I doubt it."

"Um yeah, did you not see the stuff she wears? It's all high quality. And she has most of the day off to do what she wants. All Cella does is keep Farin company and in return she gets all sorts of nice stuff. I wish I could do that!" Chephnem sighed again. "But I guess some of us just aren't that lucky."

Cella was looking at the docking bridge and back to Farin clearly in dismay.

"Come on Cella you've been too coop up in the ship. Let's go for a walk." Rockwell said holding his hand out to help his sister down the loading dock.

Looking back to the to Farin "May I master Farin." She waited for his nod before walking down to the planet's surface.

Rockwell looked back to the ship's door. "You coming Chephnem!?" He called back.

"Yep!" She called running down the bridge to join the rest of the crew. It was her turn to call back up to the ship. "Come on Michaels! Let's go have some fun!"


As the small crew began to unload they were seemingly unaware of a pair of eyes set on them. In the shadows of another larger ship danger lurked in the form of a young man. A young alien man of course, with dark blue hair cut into a long mohawk, witch he never bothered to make stand up. Stern facial features, and one completely blue eye the other covered by a bit of fabric hanging down from his headband.
Zaneferzenis was a professional at making money in the worst of ways. Put a hand to a small ear piece he began to talk in low undertones. "The first girl idiot keep an eye on her." Sighing he listened to the voice on the other end. "No she's the one we've heard about, much too dangeruse for you to take on on your own. I have to make sure she is the right one though, check and see if the Governor really is on the ship."
Waiting till the group began to walk off Zanefer got up and snuck onto the under belly of the ship. From there he was able to use genetic blue prints of ships like it to find his way around and sniff out clues. Of course he had business to attend to with the captain of the ship. But he didn't trust her, like he didn't trust almost anyone else.
With time winding down Zane slipped back off the ship unnoticed. Walking down some of the local back allies Zane arrived to the meeting point with a few minutes to spare. The small ear piece buzzed to life alerting him his men where in the area. Looking around he didn't notice them, all perfectly concealed. If anything went wrong they were there to help as back up.
Picking the headband up off his eye it revealed a completely black eye, unlike the blue one, the left eye of his species had a special talent, they could see into a person's head see what they were thinking in images, not thoughts. The talent was only known by one person, making it a amazing secret weapon. He figured he'd be needing it now with Titania. Normally he wouldn't use it on someone, unless of course he didn't trust them.

Rockwell watched the captain walked off and waited a few moments. "Alright guys lets go." Leading the little group out of the loading yard he made sure they all arrived safely to the major epie center of the town.

"Look at all the people." Cella said staying close. Sure Farin's planet was always busy, but it's streets were never this packed. Not even on a holiday.

"A lot of places are like this Cella. This planet has large trading ports, and well we walked into one." Chephnem said looking excitedly to a few other stores. "Wanna go shopping?"

Cella nodded her head as excited as the other girl. Not having someone to pick everything out for her was an amazing feeling. She had never picked something out for herself before.

Chephnem grabbed Cella's hand in her's and shot off to the nearest store.

Rockwell looked back in just enough time to see the girl's run off. "s**t hey wait up!" He yelled running off after them.
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Zane waited in the dark recesses of the allies. They were supposed to meet here. They had some deals to work out. Glancing down at a wrist band he flicked it once, the planet's time popping up. Well she still had a few minutes before she was supposed to show. Leaning back onto a wall he slid his hands into his pockets to wait for Titania. Once done with business for her, he had more work to do before he deported for a few months. Something he hated to do, but he must to keep making money.
If he was honest with his own self, he'd admit he was tiring of his life, and was ready to take on a new challenge. One much more mundane and relaxed. The image of a young girl popped into his mind, her pretty smile, and sweet voice, soft hands and, he shook the thoughts off. Business first, if he started thinking like that he would end up dead, or she would. He had too many enemies to risk dragging her into his life any more then he had.
His train of thought was rightfully stopped by the appearance of one of his crew members. "She should be. If not we'll have to hunt her down." He sighed and stood up off the side of the building. "She has the s**t I need for this last trade tomorrow. We can leave with out the stuff. But we'd just lose money and if we aren't making money I have no interest in leaving."

Zane looked up at the two approaching. He wasn't happy at what he saw. Two of them, he had made sure she was told to come alone, Zane hated other people being let in to his business. "Titania." His low voice carried easily in the dark ally. "I was sure I told you to come alone." Walking over to meet her half way he stopped. "I have what you need and you have what I need." Pulling a small wrapped package from inside his shirt he held it out unwrapped it held it up then wrapped it once more. "You see? Give me what I need."
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Rockwell soon became a pack mule for everything the girl's bought with the princess's money. "Are we done yet!?" He asked as he was quickly dragged off to another store.

"Not yet!" Chephnem said pulling both Rockwell and Cella around with her.