<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/5e/3bfaeb75dbcce83bfc397be0f8c47baa.jpg)</div><strong>Xanatov Itugen</strong>(https://docs.google.com/document/d/1nZc8QUdk9LCbRhWohfuYEkG-X01vvibwqNY9pRV1Noo/edit)<br/><br/>In the Rogue Trader's suite, Xanatov Itugen enjoyed a long, soothing shower after a harsh work out.  He'd called for Faye to spar this morning.  Despite being his property—acquired from the courts on Necromunda—Faye had proved more useful as an officer than a bed warmer.  Once he and Tallin had conditioned her for proper submission and loyalty, he'd awarded her her own quarters and a position on the bridge.<br/><br/>They'd managed it perfectly, too, and more than enough of Faye's amazon pride remained that she'd fight hard to one up him on the sparring court.<br/><br/>There weren't many on board who could match him in hand to hand combat—and no clear superiors since his uncle's retirement.  When those few girls were needed elsewhere, Xanatov would spar trusted soldiers three at a time.<br/><br/>Xanatov smirked a little at the bruises Faye had left him with and smiled down at the bare, beautiful triplets fussing over him in the baths.  “You three have the gentlest hands, little ones.”<br/><br/>After his shower—and a little release—Xanatov dressed and checked the days' reports, making notes on things he would double check after lunch.  Then he got a thoughtful look.  “Astara, Mia, Xandra,” he called the triplets over.  “I think we should have a little mixer.”  He took a piece of parchment and scribed an invitation.  Make copies of this and take them to Elisha, Faye, Jesa, Katarina, and Talin.”<br/><br/>The letter invited the girls to join their captain for lunch in the pleasure dome, and bring up to seven members of their staff who should have a chance to mingle with other departments.