Anastasia took the data slate she was handed and looked it over idly,  zooming in with pinches of her fingers here and there,  the pastel purple nails a little gaudy with the rest of her garb. As she looked through all the augury and maps she simply smiled,  about someting maybe lost on the others. " Oh...that's right. I forgot you mechanicus lot cannot teach an uninitiated. And she most certainly wont be initiated,  she's far too important a guest to have you all slap metal grafts on her pretty face. Will you kindly just show her some of the wonders of the ship then?  Maybe the meladorium where the pipe organ is or the teleportarium? " ser itors eventually approached everyone,  the beautiful,  lobotimized women offerng aged,  fine-tasting Amasec and Blush,  another exotic alchohol that made one do exactly what the name implied.<br/><br/>The trader herself handed back the slate to the mechanical man and took one of the fine crystal glasses containing Blush. The crsytal of all the glasses seemed to be of xeno origin,  too flawless and purified to be anything of human make. " Well, I know which route seems most promising to me. But before a warp transition I am inclined to ask., shall we fond adventure on a lost planet?  Or shall we be owed a favor?  " Anastasia let the question sit in the air,  her purple eyes looking everyone over and pausing on their faces individually as she sipped her drink,  crossed leg still bouncing as pipe organs played,  and then another sound joined the chilling music,  the astropathic choir was singing a message into the void somewhere , the chilling A capella sending shivers of delight down Lady D'Crux spine.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>