readiness no later than 11:30. If we've got anything wrong that you
can't fix in flight, I want to know before we slide out. Oh and I'd like it if you could join the rest of the crew and myself at Jamie's Place for evening
meal. That's a request, not an order.”
“I'd love to join you and the crew tonight.” Phillmma told Jon. “Will 1900 be OK?”
Jon agreed to the time before he and the Captain turned away to go back up to the command center. Jon had some messages to prepare and transmit before that
1900 deadline.
“By the Goddess” Phillmma thought as she watched the magnificent male specimen that was Jon Connell walk away. “That is one male who definitely has
potential.” She could not believe how her simple life had changed in just a few hours since she had met him. One minute she was sitting alone in her shop,
barely earning enough to let her keep it open if she slept on a cot in the backroom. If not for Kelesro taking her in as a roommate and paying her tab at
Jamie's Place, she'd be showering in the public showers and living like a beggar. Now she was Master Chief onboard one of Burton and Billy's Interplanetary
Transport Company's FTL ships and about to be put in charge of two more as soon as she could find the right people to hire. Jon had even told her of his
hopes to buy an FTL vessel for him to command when his contract with the Peacekeepers was up and he wanted her as his Flight Engineer. She found herself
wondering what kind of ship he would buy in three cycles time when he was discharged and what it would need to keep it flying straight and true.
Often called BBITCo for short, Burton and Billy's was widely known as one of the most trusted companies in the entire cargo system. Its few FTL ships were
always on time, always well kept, always balanced their manifests, charged fair rates, and also treated their crews with the respect every good crew earned
each time they moved away from a surface berth. Despite all the advancements in space travel over the long centuries since its beginnings, it was still a
very dangerous adventure. Taking one step outside the controlled environment of a ship into the hard vacuum of space would spell disaster for a fully
clothed being without the proper precautions. Phillmma would make doubly sure she did her very best to give the ships given into her hands the best care
anyone in the galaxy could give them. She would become that person who Jon Connell could trust to look out for what he had given her.
Rushing past her shop and down the tube-way to Jamie's Place, she excitedly knocked on the kitchen door almost hopping up and down in her excitement as she
waited for Kelesro to answer.
“Hello dear. I suppose you're here to find out what I learned.” Kelesro said when she did answer Phillie's knock. “Hey, slow down little furball. What has
happened to have you so disquieted?”
“Let me in, I can't stand still out here.” Phillie begged.
“Come,” leading her over to a small office, Kelesro pointed to a chair and ordered her to sit in it. When she did, Kelesro reached out to take Phillie's
hands but Phillie refused to allow the touch.
“Not yet my dear friend. You must first tell me what you learned about him.”
“This won't be easy to hear. I already know that you like him much more than you should. He is far too young for you.” Kelesro stated in a very clinical
manner though her friendly smile never faded. “First and foremost your young warrior is an honorable male. He would rather die in unarmed combat with a
mature sand lizard than lie, cheat, or take advantage of an innocent. He carries a real hatred for any who do those things. If he says he will do
something, he does it, period. It may take a while for it to happen, but he will find a way to keep any promise he makes. That is why he makes very few
promises. If he ever makes one to you, believe him. He will make sure that he makes it happen. While he is not totally
can't fix in flight, I want to know before we slide out. Oh and I'd like it if you could join the rest of the crew and myself at Jamie's Place for evening
meal. That's a request, not an order.”
“I'd love to join you and the crew tonight.” Phillmma told Jon. “Will 1900 be OK?”
Jon agreed to the time before he and the Captain turned away to go back up to the command center. Jon had some messages to prepare and transmit before that
1900 deadline.
“By the Goddess” Phillmma thought as she watched the magnificent male specimen that was Jon Connell walk away. “That is one male who definitely has
potential.” She could not believe how her simple life had changed in just a few hours since she had met him. One minute she was sitting alone in her shop,
barely earning enough to let her keep it open if she slept on a cot in the backroom. If not for Kelesro taking her in as a roommate and paying her tab at
Jamie's Place, she'd be showering in the public showers and living like a beggar. Now she was Master Chief onboard one of Burton and Billy's Interplanetary
Transport Company's FTL ships and about to be put in charge of two more as soon as she could find the right people to hire. Jon had even told her of his
hopes to buy an FTL vessel for him to command when his contract with the Peacekeepers was up and he wanted her as his Flight Engineer. She found herself
wondering what kind of ship he would buy in three cycles time when he was discharged and what it would need to keep it flying straight and true.
Often called BBITCo for short, Burton and Billy's was widely known as one of the most trusted companies in the entire cargo system. Its few FTL ships were
always on time, always well kept, always balanced their manifests, charged fair rates, and also treated their crews with the respect every good crew earned
each time they moved away from a surface berth. Despite all the advancements in space travel over the long centuries since its beginnings, it was still a
very dangerous adventure. Taking one step outside the controlled environment of a ship into the hard vacuum of space would spell disaster for a fully
clothed being without the proper precautions. Phillmma would make doubly sure she did her very best to give the ships given into her hands the best care
anyone in the galaxy could give them. She would become that person who Jon Connell could trust to look out for what he had given her.
Rushing past her shop and down the tube-way to Jamie's Place, she excitedly knocked on the kitchen door almost hopping up and down in her excitement as she
waited for Kelesro to answer.
“Hello dear. I suppose you're here to find out what I learned.” Kelesro said when she did answer Phillie's knock. “Hey, slow down little furball. What has
happened to have you so disquieted?”
“Let me in, I can't stand still out here.” Phillie begged.
“Come,” leading her over to a small office, Kelesro pointed to a chair and ordered her to sit in it. When she did, Kelesro reached out to take Phillie's
hands but Phillie refused to allow the touch.
“Not yet my dear friend. You must first tell me what you learned about him.”
“This won't be easy to hear. I already know that you like him much more than you should. He is far too young for you.” Kelesro stated in a very clinical
manner though her friendly smile never faded. “First and foremost your young warrior is an honorable male. He would rather die in unarmed combat with a
mature sand lizard than lie, cheat, or take advantage of an innocent. He carries a real hatred for any who do those things. If he says he will do
something, he does it, period. It may take a while for it to happen, but he will find a way to keep any promise he makes. That is why he makes very few
promises. If he ever makes one to you, believe him. He will make sure that he makes it happen. While he is not totally
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