The outer shop of the building itself bugged her, such a big mess, with parts she recognized as what she used on her last ship, very little useful.  She wasn’t sure she wanted to know what has happening beyond that closed door.  Hopefully it was getting them what they needed.<br/><br/>The buzzing though from some faulty equipment in the walls somewhere was extremely annoying while she was coming up with her list.  She was only distracted when she heard the little speech coming out of some loudspeakers.  Her hands curled into fists at her sides hearing the voice, but she restrained herself from doing much more than cursing.<span style="color: sienna">“Fucking Batarians.  Should all burn and die.”</span><br/><br/>When Taseer finally emerged she looked about as happy and Kala had when listening to the loudspeaker.  She looked at the few pieces of crap she had picked up, and stuffed the best of them in her pockets, then just tossed the rest in a corner before following Taseer out of the garbage shop<br/><br/>She stayed quiet while Taseer spoke with Mikey.  The angry tone was odd.  Well, ok, maybe not, after what she saw in that shop owner’s back room.<span style="color: sienna"> “I’d hate to know what was said in that room if it is making you snap at mickey like that. Usually I am the only person able to piss others off that much.” </span><br/><br/><span style="color: sienna">“ “Yeah, ok.  I should be able to get some decent parts for 30,000.” </span>She said, following Taseer into the cab.<br/><br/>……………………………………<br/><br/>Darion just grinned a bit at his dancer’s words he just grinned a bit, her guiding his hands the only real prodding he needed.  After her first touch of where she was guiding his hands, he moved them all on his own, enjoying the feel of this woman’s body.<span style="color: seagreen">“Even if this all wasn’t on the house, We would have been paying for it.  Or at least I would have.  This is worth every credit we earned.”</span>As he said that he watched her and felt her move against him.<br/><br/>His eyes moved away from the two dancing on the little table to his own when she started removing her cloths, and she had his full attention as her blue flesh became viewable to the world.  He was mesmerized by watching her move to the music.  While she moved he ran his hands over her exposed flesh, running his hands over her sides, stomach and then up to her breasts.<span style="color: seagreen"> “She has been with us, that’s why she hasn’t been around.  Unfortunately hasn’t done any routines for us” </span><br/><br/>At least that was until her hands came back to his and started to guide his hand down lover over that little bit of fabric guarding something very precious.<span style="color: seagreen"> “You have no idea how much, but can you promise that that isn’t where it stops?” </span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>