Colby liked strength challenges from his fellow crew mates, being a body builder himself he took pride in showing off. The strength he felt from Kain's handshake suggested he may need to offer a few games when they got back to Ohana. Sometimes missions took awhile and distractions until one popped up always helped the time go by quicker. Though of course, Tyrese hadn't a clue that there was no chance against a Spartan. In fact, Colby had never seen one himself, only heard about them from others. He heard about the height difference and the strength compared to a normal human, but Colby had run into many different people and covenant alike that all came in different shapes and sizes.  The idea of having a giant aboard the ship made Colby laugh. The ceilings in Ohana and the Flood 89 were high enough, but the sheer thought of little midget commander strutting around barking orders up at something much bigger than her was a vision Tyrese could only imagine as humorous. He always made sure not to mention the idea to her of course, knowing she had more strength than she appeared to have.<br/><br/>Focusing back onto what was happening before him, Colby rubbed his palms together glancing to Ressaw before looking back to Kain. " Oh yeah, times can be slow with Ohana, but once Ressaw has something that catches her interest, she'll keep at it until she has what she wants or dies trying. I know the basics, but something tells me there's more to it than what she's revealed."<br/><br/>Her green eyes flashed to the duo of men at the booth before returning her attention back to the woman in front of her. Ressaw took back her pen and tapped it onto her tablet. As it ran it's process, the commander said, "Mariko, the Ohana Rebels is not affiliated with UNSC, therefore the word, ma'am, is not required. You can refer to me as any of the following: Ressaw, Commander, Captain, or boss. The only ranking here is concerning the level of difficulty and challenges that I issue out to crew members.  Based on what I've observed of you yesterday I am giving you a low profile mission. It's quite simple: Stay hidden and out of view. Retrieve for me a small case. Inside this case you will find vials, what's in the vials aren't important. They should be filled with a lime-green liquid. This case will be on a small medical supply ship, the people guarding it are slow morons, but they won't just let you walk on board the ship."<br/><br/>The commander then turned to Kain, but was stopped as a new woman approached her booth. As the blond greeted the table of people, Ressaw waved Colby to take control of her. As Tyrese removed himself from Kain's direct presence, he offered out a hand to Amber. Ressaw then gave Kain his instructions. "Kain, I also have a task for you. Based on what I've observed from you yesterday, you will be given an open profile mission. Seemingly easy. Your mission will be to retrieve a package I have ordered from an individual named Chubs. You will not speak to anyone else but this individual, you will not tell anyone outside of the mission what you are doing. What's in the package doesn't concern you, just bring it back here without strange eyes following you."<br/><br/>"Hey beautiful, how are you today? You heard right, we are looking for a few new members to join our cause. My name is Colby I'll be happy to tell you all about it. Right there is the commander. What's your name?" Tyrese said to Amber, a pearly smile upon his chocolate face. He noticed her attire, and tried to guess in his mind what Amber may have been looking for with the booth that was set up. Her clothes suggested she needed the cR, but her friendly attitude suggested she was looking for something new and exciting.<br/><br/>Ressaw looked to the both of the new members of her crew and said, "Do you both confirm? Any questions?"<br/><br/><div align="center">*****</div><br/>It was just another day, another pay for Chubs. He was scheduled to arrive at the Falaknuma colony a week from now, but an offering of a bigger payout caused him to come early. He could almost hear the credits piling up in his account as he leaned against his chair and scrolled through the list of supplies he had on board his ship. From simple supplies for companies, to smuggled weaponry and even a few live beings displayed across his computer screen.  The list had illegal written all over it, but Chubs was good at making that hidden from the checkpoints.  As he opened a security camera located at his cargo docking deck, an email popped up. Normally he would have expected it to be another client asking about something for him to scam or bring in, but what he read made him sit up in his chair and inch closer to his screen. Within the pages of the email, Chubs found something quite extraordinary. It was a counter offer for a couple of crates that had already been bought. The overweight man looked into the security camera and eyed the two biggest packages he had stored in the room. This new client was offering triple what had been paid for them.  The only problem was, Chubs wasn't sure who this client was and how he/she knew about the crates.<br/><br/>Rubbing his whiskered chin, Chubs decided that the trouble he went through to get those particular crates, might have been worth the unknown and accept the offer.  Chubs rolled his chair over a couple of feet to the commlines to announce, "Roger O'Hare I need crate Z and S removed from block 3 and placed in block 4."<br/><br/>Chubs coughed hoarsely after his announcement and lit a cigarette. Rolling back to his computer screen he waited for the two big crates on his screen to be moved before he wrote an email back to the new client. He didn't much like the new member of his ship, he seemed nose deep in Chubs business, but he owed a friend so he kept Roger on board. The younger guy seemed like a hard worker and though Chubs couldn't quite place it, there was just something that made him weary of his presence.<br/>