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[Cali Ziiva]

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Cali was totally a flirt. She liked interacting with practically everyone, and wanted nothing more than them to be happier when they parted than when they'd met. Sith were an exception. Would totally love if they were happier on parting, but they were such curmudgeons that spending any time in close proximity with them was just so incredibly draining -- and that was before they tried using something like Force Drain! It was absurd.

The Zeltron giggled as she relaxed against the Captain's shoulder as he feigned abandonment. "No, silly, watching sunsets is totally better with partners. Just not crowds." Seeing one alone was pretty nice too, but still better with company. They could cozy up together and just listen to the waves even after the sun had gone over the horizon. Kind of like them watching hyperspace -- though the colors weren't nearly as warm and the air was a touch dry from all the purifiers.

A quick blink followed the return of normal space. Her brows rose as a call out to the Captain was broadcast. Cali hummed as she felt him stir, so she lifted herself off him and watched as he stood. "Sure!" Routine it may be, but he'd probably like to be seen in his element, right? He had offered. Cali got to her feet and smiled up at him. "Where to, Cap'ain?"

Rojuhr Pouihl

 

[Rojuhr Pouihl]

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Offering a hand to help the woman to her feet was a simple enough decision. So a quick walk down to the lift and up to the bridge.

“Captain on the bridge!”

She’s with me. Many of those who looked on no doubt realized that Cali was our passenger. So I offered her my chair as I chose to stand, I always do anyway when coming into port. The crew moved efficiently, their familiarity with the routine evident. I remained standing, watching the viewport as the station grew closer, its lights flickering in the vastness of space. When we were finally moored, all four ships in place, shutdown procedures began.

Open a channel to all ships.

‘Channel open, sir.’

This is Captain Pouihl. All hands are awarded a four day pass. Then normal shifts for three days while refits are taking place. Enjoy your time off.

As everyone went about their “port duties” until the port crews would start to come in, I whispered to my guest. I have to wait for the Dockmaster to take operational control. If you cannot wait, I am sure you have somewhere you need to be, I can arrange escort. Funny, I actually hoped she wanted to wait.

 

[Cali Ziiva]

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Cali was all smiles and waves as she accompanied the Captain to the bridge. So, in short, her usual. Bright, wide eyes peered around the bridge the second the door opened. A quick peek at the man followed suit as he clarified she was with him. Had it been possible they would have stopped her?

Rojuhr Pouihl was kind enough to even offer her a seat. Looked like his seat, actually. Cali blinked, but then settled her rump into the chair at his direction. She was polite about this sort of thing, but if he was offering of course she'd accept! It was fun to be in the center of the action. Even if it was just docking.

As the crew worked, their Zeltron observer didn't make any noise. A rarity for the Pink One not to be chatting away, but everyone was super focused. Usually her Cuties handled all this and it looked a lot easier, but they were droids -- lots of calculations per second, insane reaction speed, and stuff. That's why Cali left docking to them, but most people didn't like droids doing big things like that.

At last the Captain announced shoreleave while refits occurred. If she hadn't offered to show him around, Cali would have probably found a way to sneak on board to poke around during refits. She was quite good going where people didn't want her. Not because she had a problem with authority, but because Cali's curiosity was just that strong.

Another smile was directed up at the Captain as he whispered to her. "I'm good. I enjoy being here," she replied softly, but with her usual cheer.

 

[Rojuhr Pouihl]

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Well okay! It was about another ten minutes that had gone by before the Dockmaster strolled onto the bridge. I know this fool, he was one who felt he deserved to be out in the field, but had a horrible service record so he was a “big fish in a tiny pond”. It was alright though as I outrank him.

I would often be exasperated with silly glances to Cali when he was not looking as he seemed to take his sweet time going through the final procedure of entering dry dock. I couldn't help but roll my eyes as he fumbled through the checklist. Cali, ever patient, kept her composure, but I could sense her frustration matching mine. The Dockmaster's inefficiency was a glaring reminder of why he was stuck in his current role. “Alright, I officially take command of this vessel.”

Let the baby have his bottle. I was just wanting to leave. To your destination, Ma’am. Polite code for “Let’s get the (censored) out of here.”

 

[Cali Ziiva]

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Cali stared wide eyed with a smile the entire time. Every now and again her head would cock to the side, or she would rock slowly side to side. Sometimes when Rojuhr Pouihl looked her way she'd scrunch up her face with an even bigger smile. Sometimes people needed a smile to get through times. This was one Zeltron that was always stocked up on smiles.

Once the formalities were over, Cali hopped out of the seat. She even gave the Dockmaster a little wave as they left. Rojuhr was eager to leave, but Cali liked to give everyone a warm hug -- even if it wasn't literally. She'd hug a Sith if they stop trying to stab her.

"Alright! Let's go to the market first! See the people. The sights of the city. Then we'll get away from it all with that cozy sunset," the Zeltron cried with a giggle. They had time after all. Loads of time and lots to do.

"So," Cali asked as they walked, "got any hobbies? Favorite clothes?"

 

[Rojuhr Pouihl]

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The market it is! It was to do or feel like, but I could not get off of this ship fast enough. It was not a date, was it? However I felt like I needed to take her hand in mine. Hadn’t felt like this in awhile, I almost feel like I am cheating on Alees, but she would want me to move on, it’s been thirty years since she died.

I know there is a Bistro that my godson keeps nagging me to try, could we go there? Fact is, I was hungry, hadn’t eaten in two days because of the flu outbreak that had to be quelled. All part of the job. Hobbies? I like spending money and taking in cultures. It started as a work trait, but really, I just like people watching.