Cerellia wandered the space ports while picking out which ships would be hardest and easiest to raid. She watched ships of all sizes come in and out and watched all classes of wealth come to and fro when she finally spotted her target.

"Aha!" she whispered, and enormous cruise ship coming into her line of vision. It was vast, white with gleaming asteroid-proof glass, and at least five decks high. Lunar it was called, and it was the single most hottest cruise ship in the world right now. 'Perfect,' she smirked. She noticed some people giving her looks and who wouldn't? She was carrying a sword and a gun for goodness sakes.

"What do you want?" she spat rudely to a few snotty looking rich adults and they hurried on their way. 'Pricks,' she thought. She found an opening where all the luggage was being put on and quickly found a large suitcase to fit into. She shoved out many fine dresses and spotted a few pieces of jewelry to keep.

She figured that she'd keep at least one of the outfits and felt herself being loaded.

"Thank god this one is lighter," she heard of the baggage men say. 'Why thank you,' she replied silently, trying not to move. After a few minutes she heard the doors close and the final boarding horn sound.

'Showtime.'