Immediately after she got the response from Taseer, Kala made her way up from the computer core.  On her way up the stairs, she made sure to unzip her work uniform top down to about her stomach and pulled it lightly.  Letting some air in to cool her off.  It was terribly hot down there and her entire body was a little drenched with sweat.  She had to let herself air out, sweat under this suit, making it stick to her was not the most comfortable sensation.  That was where she was found by Taseer and Milenya.<br/><br/>As soon as her eyes fell on the two, she immediately blushed and fumbled to zip her top up again, covering all her tanned skin and the curve of her smaller breasts that had been showing.  When they motioned, she followed, wiping what sweat she could from her face before they got to the cargo bay overlook.  There she stood beside the other two girls and watched what was going on below.<br/><br/>It looked like whatever they had recovered had thankfully been sold!  Though she could only guess what he meant with the hand gestures.  Fifty two thousand?<span style="color: sienna">“With that reaction I am guessing we got a decent amount from the sale?”</span>she asked as they all started to move away.  She followed to the elevator.  She did have some clean cloths right?  Yeah, she was sure she did.<br/><br/>…………………………………<br/><br/>Darion just shook his head a bit at her response.<span style="color: green">“no, you’re right, I think everyone else couldn’t give a damn about slaves…”</span>he said before his drink arrived.  He sipped the scotch a little, letting it rest in his mouth to enjoy the taste before he drank it.  Yeah, definitely the good stuff.  Something he had drank with the old gunny he used to work for.<br/><br/>He was about to elaborate more, but another guy’s voice spoke up.  Causing Darion to glance back at the man in a suit, and the three men that, by their looks were obviously of  a similar station.  They were all likely rich assholes.  All Darion really gave them was a glance before writing them off as worth little more than a glance.  He definitely saw their disapproving looks.  They made him grin lightly with their disapproval.  He sipped at his drink as the man and Dejani spoke with each other.<br/><br/>Then the man started to talk to him, causing Darion to look up at him.  Then he glanced at Dejani, and saw her looking at him.  He just sighed a bit.<span style="color: green">“That is entirely up to her.  We were having a pleasant conversation and relaxing with a few drinks.  But if she wants to deal with business instead of relaxing, then I have no right to stop her.”</span>He answered, but looked at the man, and he obviously had no real respect for him and his friends.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>