[Shenandoah]

((I guess I'll go ahead and post. XD))

Hermes floated absently in the Engine Hold. The nice thing about the Voyage was that one could switch the gravity off in any particular area, but for the sake of ease of movement, the main areas typically weren't switched off unless the power was needed elsewhere. He liked to turn it off when he had to get to hard to reach places within their engine room as he didn't want to be stuck someplace due to gravity holding him down. Right now, however, he was basically just fucking off time. They were between raids, Ri was somewhere else so far as he knew, and he was trying to persuade the tiny woman into going somewhere with a casino. Mars was nice this time of year. He ran his fingers through his hair, debating to himself on whether or not to go find Ri (her opinions on the nickname be damned) and start another round of persuasion with her. If he pushed too hard, she likely wouldn't. Women were funny like that. The impudent thief wasn't the captain of the ship (by popular vote, no less!), so therefore he wasn't allowed to make the decisions. Persuade? Yes. Cajole? Yes. Flash puppy dog eyes? Of course! Demand? No.

Faith puttered around the tiny galley, putting the finishing touches on a large meal that would last for a while and taste good. Casserole was never a favorite amongst men, but Faith knew the power of a simple all-in-one meal. It meant getting on with life just that much faster. Faith had learned how to cook from her... previous 'employer'. Or rather, when the old fart wasn't trying to use her as a sex slave, his other slave would teach her the fine art of cooking. It was the only way the dark-haired girl could relax and it brought back a few good memories. She also behaved as the medic on the ship. She wasn't a doctor by any stretch of the imagination, but anything that couldn't be classified as a life-threatening trauma or a major illness was well within her grasp. Thank goodness for easy to use medical equipment!