<div align="center"><strong>~ Mae Little aka "MeiMei"- in the cockpit with Vincent – entering Persephone atmo on final approach ready for landing ~</strong></div><br/><br/><br/><em>"Thirty-nine percent? Over here it sounded like the mechanic said ninety. That's all the permission I need. Floor it!" </em><br/><br/>This had Mae grinning from ear to ear as her hand shook with the temptation to do just that. It took all of her restraint to hold the speed to a steady and slow increase, giving it no more than nineteen percent increase. MeiMei was fond of her face as it was, eyes blacked only by makeup and her nose as cute as a button and lips soft like that of a rose petal framing her pretty mouth complete with a full set of teeth. No doubt had she gone a smidgen over the approved increase she would be missing more than a few.  Her smile seemed to twinkle in her eyes as she passed a sassy wink towards Vincent as he offered himself for the job of Kai Tze, if only he was serious, she would take him up on it faster than a Jien Huo.<br/><br/>Mae worked feverishly at ignoring the persistent devil on her shoulder. Most people had an angel on the other side helping to counteract the naughty suggestions whispered by the more daring side. Mae’s angel however had long since been hogtied, gagged and thrown out into the vastness of deep space left forever wondering where that sweet little girl went that use to be the apple of her father’s eye. Left with a constant whisper of naughty encouragement, she had to rely upon her own will to avoid catastrophe where ever possible, so far it was hit or miss.<br/><br/><em>"You know me, Mae, I'm always eager to cater to your desires. Unfortunately you're going to need to wait a bit longer for the boxers since I don't have any on me at the moment." </em><br/><br/>Closing her eyes and trying not to give into the wicked fantasies of what she would do to Vincent given half the chance she almost jumped completely out of her skin when Vincent remarked about going commando, and as a result her hands slipped while increasing the speed moving the boat from twelve to seventeen too fast to soon causing a shiver of protest from the beasts belly. Before Mae was able to recover from the delicious image of her co-pilot that teased her brain, the voice of her Captain sounded over the squawk box crackling with the static of the exchange but not enough to hide neither the tone used nor the dig at her intelligence or lack thereof.<br/><br/><em>“Wo De Tian A, Bai Tuo, Uhn Jin Tee Dien! Can y’all act like you got some sense between the two of ya to at least almost equal one normal adult? Da Shiong La Se La Ch'Wohn Tian.”</em><br/><br/>Mae’s eyes narrowed in defense as she struggled to keep her temper. Sometimes Griff sounded far too much like her father for her own comfort level and on such occasions she would reply with two simple words loaded down with enough sarcasm to sink a ship. “Yes Daddy.”  Taking a deep breath Mae willed her mind to push away from the naughty dreams of ravishing Vincent as he lay helpless in her cot, tied so not to escape, and focused once more at the job at hand. Her fingers gripped the controls with just the right amount of pressure, slowly building the ships speed to the accepted nineteen percent. Her eyes scanned the black looking for any sign of trouble and willing the welcoming image of Persephone.<br/><br/>Her attention now on her job, Mae went quiet as she was sometimes known to be. Her body became an extension of the controls, feeling her way through the inky blackness of space. She flew well. So much so that some had accused her of being a reader, for her quick reactions where so fast it seemed like she saw trouble coming before it had even arrived. The accusations made her smile and on occasion she would act the part, telling a fib or two for her own amusement. The plain truth was that the only thing Mae read was the instructions on her personal toys on how to charge the batteries. She was good at what she did because she flew with her emotions. Her body became an extension of the ship, feeling its vibrations and letting its whispers tell her of its needs. Like a lovers caress, Mae knew what made the boat hum and cry out with a need that could be so powerful she could feel it in her bits.<br/><br/>It wasn’t long before the image of Persephone came into view and with it a sigh of relief that dripped from her lips. The hidden fear of being stuck out in space with a bum ship eased from the back of her mind as the tension slipped from her shoulders, yet the steely grip on the boats controls never once wavered. The closer she came to entering the planets atmo the more relaxed the teen became. The tension waning from her body she returned to the friendly banter between herself and Vincent.  “Wo Bu Shin Wo Dah Yan Jing! Ain’t it a sight! I don’t know about you but I plan on finding the nearest bar for a drink, and if there is a dance or two going I won’t be planin’ on turnin’ em down.”<br/><br/>Reaching for the boats intercom Mae cleared her throat and prepared to make the warning announcement to her fellow crew members and their only passenger. “This is your pilot speaking, we are just about to enter Persephone atmo in about…oh I would estimate three minutes time. The weather looks to be boringly moderate with a slightly overcast day with spots of sunshine, we may die a horrible and painful death one day but not today! We are looking at an easy descent.  Please make sure your seats are in an upright and locked position, secure all baggage, keep your hands and feet to yourself, speak kind words and have a super day! Thank you for flying air Gamble.<br/><br/>The young and excited pilot guided the boat through the skies, entering the atmo of the targeted planet, skimming through the city (http://images4.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20081008211514/firefly/images/thumb/9/9c/City_of_Persephone.png/830px-City_of_Persephone.png) with the expertise of an ace flyer and the excitement of a child on her birthday. As the Eavesdown Docks  (http://images2.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20081008211515/firefly/images/thumb/f/fe/EavesdownDocks-SerenityEp.png/830px-EavesdownDocks-SerenityEp.png) came into view Mae began the process for landing, finding a docking bay and conversing with the ground control for landing approval, not that she was planning on listening should for some reason they be denied, but the false intent was expected and procedure.<br/><br/>“Eavesdown approach, Dragonfly transport, Bravo-Two-Niner, squawk 2346, three minutes to Whiskey, Golf received.” Mae called out in a clear and surprisingly professional voice. She glanced at Vincent and waggled her eyebrows comically as she waited for the control to reply.<br/><br/><br/><em>Approach:<br/>Good afternoon Dragonfly Bravo-Two-Niner, Eavesdown approach, radar contact WHISKEY, continue via SOUTH1, descend to 5000 ft. Golf correct, qnh 1017</em>.<br/><br/><br/>“Eavesdown approach, Dragonfly Bravo-Two-Niner, Negative SOUTH1, request vectoring for ILS approach docking bay three-zero” Mae replied as she crossed  her eyes and wobbled her head back and forth like a bobble head doll.<br/><br/><em>Approach: <br/>Dragonfly Bravo-Two-Niner, Roger. Standby</em>.<br/><br/><br/>“Eavesdown approach, Dragonfly Bravo-Two-Niner, 5000ft altitude.” Mae again informed the landing control, waiting for a moment to time the response with a movement of her hand as if it was talking, amusing herself into another gigglesnort.<br/><br/><em>Approach:<br/>Dragonfly Bravo-Two-Niner, approach. turn left heading three-three-zero, reduce speed to two-five-zero knots. vectoring for ILS approach, docking bay three-zero</em>.<br/><br/>“Don’t you think this guy sounds like he has a stick up his ass?” Mae asked Vincent, her voice coated with false concern.  She smiled as she once again replied into the radio, this time using a fake accent just for the hell of it. “Approach, Dragonfly Bravo-Two-Niner. turn left heading three-three-zero, reduce speed to two-five-zero knots. vectoring for ILS approach, docking bay three-zero. Roger.”<br/><br/>There was a slight pause and Mae was sure she detected the sound of laughter in the background as once more the professional sounding voice filtered over the radio from the Ground Control.<br/><br/><em>Approach:<br/>Dragonfly Bravo-Two-Niner, approach, turn left heading three-zero-zero. distance one-five nauticals from touchdown, cleared for ILS approach docking bay three-zero. Check your minima.</em><br/><br/>“Approach, Dragonfly Bravo-Two-Niner, cleared for ILS approach docking bay three-zero. commencing descent.” Mae replied resisting the urge to break up her speech as if they were having radio problems. She enjoyed messing with them in the tower but even she had her limits when safety was concerned.<br/><br/><br/><em>Approach:<br/>Dragonfly Bravo-Two-Niner, approach. Roger that. Welcome to Persephone. Have a nice day</em>.<br/><br/>With the Dragonfly Ship now safely docked Mae smiled at the warm and somewhat stiff welcome from the control. Her fingers danced across the controls turning buttons and flipping switches in the final shut down as she replied into the radio unable to resist one final poke. “ Why thank you Control, I’m very happy to be here. Ai Ya! I need a shower somethin’ bad. I smell like Ri shao gou shi bing! There ain’t enough creds in the verse to get me off this ship smellin’ like them goarrum mutts!”<br/><br/>The laughter that filtered over the static radio crackled and had the young pilot smiling as the words greeted her ear.<em>“You take that shower MeiMei and then be sure to get that sweet ass of yours over here. You still owe me from the last time you dropped by.”</em><br/><br/>“Come again control?” Mae replied “the…can’t…..static…..trouble….you” the punch of the button to turn off the two way filtered out the loud laughter and ribbing the guys in the control room were directing to their colleague for striking out with the well known flirty pilot of The Gamble as Mae busied herself with her security straps.<br/><br/>A smile played on her pretty face as she slipped from her seat and reached for the ceiling, her hands held high above her head as she stretched her slim figure, working out all the kinks from sitting way to long.  “I do need to shower before we go, if you find yourself in the vicinity I’ll leave the door unlocked, let yourself in.”  Tossing a flirty smile and a wink over towards Vincent she turned and walked from the cockpit, adding an extra sway to her hips for his benefit and headed for her bunk.<br/><br/><div align="center">~~~~~~~~~~~~~~</div><br/><br/>Male companion or boyfriend: Kai Tze<br/>Cheap floozy: Jien Huo.<br/>I don't believe my eyes!: Wo Bu Shin Wo Dah Yan Jing<br/>Pile of sun-baked dog poo: Ri shao gou shi bing.<br/>