<div class="floatleft">(http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh77/CowgirlUp1988/pulp10.jpg)</div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 8pt;">Are ye a child of stars dead and dying?<br/>Sent here from afar</span></div><br/><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 8pt;">Liliya rolled over in her bed and stared at the clock beside her as it flashed an annoyingly red color. It was far too early to have to get up, but then again she knew that she needed to get up. Today she’d head off into Terra in the hopes of getting some errands taken care of; bounties turned in, and perhaps pick up a few new ones. It was the cycle that they all lived after all.  Sighing softly she shifted and threw the covers off as she rolled to her feet. Stretching she felt her back pop in several places as she walked across the floor and turned the light on. As it brightened her bedroom she looked around and pursed her lips. It wasn’t the cleanest of spaces, but it wasn’t a complete mess either. Stripped out of her pajamas she found herself a pair of shorts and a tank top. Pulling them on in their respective order she also grabbed her boots as she walked out of her room, and down the hallway to where she smelt food being cooked. Pushing open the door she walked into the kitchen and smiled as she took in the two who were already in there. <strong>‘Morning,’</strong> was chimed out as she collapsed into a chair with a soft groan. Her voice a sweet mix of soft rain hitting earth and cool morning mist in a light Russian accent. Yet her grammar seemed to be perfect from her time spent among the more scientific folk.<br/><br/>Reaching for the coffee pot she poured herself a cup, and after adding in cream and sugar she downed the sickly sweet white concoction she set the cup down once more as she made a soft sound and shook her head. Now that was a hell of a way to wake up. Licking her lips she pulled on her socks and then her boots as the blonde man set a plate in front of her as he gave her hair a playful tug. ‘Lily sweet, you need to eat now. Then we can see what need be done today,’ was said before he settled across from her. Though he took no food or drink since he didn’t have a need it. Ivan was the ship’s AI in a bio-android body that was fully functional in all aspects. He smiled as he watched the winged fox finally sit with them to eat as well.<strong> ‘So hunny I take it you’re going into Terra today? Guess that means we’re going to be cleaning ship fuzzy bum!’</strong> was joked in a thick Russian accent that seemed to fit the effeminate male perfectly.<br/><br/>Liliya laughed as she listened to the interaction that Ivan gave to Micah. The two had become fast friends after she had picked up the anthro creature. Shaking her head she dug into the meal that was set before her. It didn’t take her long though till her plate was empty, and standing up she turned around to set it into the sink as she nodded.<strong> ‘Ja I’ll be heading out today. Got some things to turn in and get paid for. Then I’ll see what else I can pick up and bring back to the ship. Ivan send me the shopping list to my comm link so I’ll have it. I can get that done as well today.’</strong> Turning around she settled her pale blue gaze on the two of them as she nodded her head. ‘Indeed you two can clean today. I’m running out of clothes, and I’m sure you two are as well. Grabbing her pack she turned around and began to stuff some stuff into it for the day.<strong> ‘Micah I’ll be in touch with Ivan so if you can think of anything just let him know. I’m hoping that today will be a fairly easy run into the city, and then we can get the hell out of here again.’</strong><br/><br/>With that she gave each of the male’s a kiss on the head before she disappeared out into the cargo hole. It had been converted though into a kind of garage. Mecha parts, gears, tools, and a whole slew of other things littered through the open spaces. One of which had an out dated mecha standing in it, and a second one that was hidden completely under a trap. Grabbing her machine gun she strapped it to her thigh as she shouldered her pack, and was out for the day as she slipped on a pair of dark sunglasses to keep the bright sunlight out of her eyes.<br/></span><br/><br/><br/><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 8pt;">With whirls of fate upon your eyes<br/>And sorrow in your heart</span></div>