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    Michael was roused from his slumber by the loud beeping of the ship. Groaning Michael sat up, running the sleep from his eyes. "Computer. Status?"

    An electronic female voice replied. "Approaching Haroni. Estimated time until atmosphere breach: fifteen minutes."

    Standing up Michael stretched and worked out the kinks in his body. "Rise and shine everyone. I recommend taking seats before being thrown about the ship upon entering the atmosphere." Michael sat in his chair. Lilian joined him then shortly after Ashira. "Dampener is engaged. Entering atmo." The X-105 entered the atmosphere, the edges of the cockpit lighting up orange as the exterior heated up. The older cargo vessel jostled around but other than they dropped through with no problems. "We're in the pipe, five by five." Michael flipped several switches, putting the ship in atmosphere flight mode. Now that they were flying under the effects of the planet's gravity many of the thrusters around the ship weren't needed to control the ship so they were shut down to conserve energy. "Wow this place looks amazing." Smiling Michael flew them to their destination. A series of islands. Jutting out into the water was a large walkway with four platforms branching off it. Two of them already had ships on them. Michael set the X-105 down on the inner left one.

    Michael eyed someone shuffling up the walkway. He seemed to be coming to greet them. Bellhop maybe? Manager even? They did show up out of the blue. "Hey uh, princess. Might want to do the talking here. That guy looks mad." The pilot hit the button, instead of lowering the cargo ramp the floor between the seats dropped and formed stairs leading right below the ship, under the flight deck. "Watch your step they're a little steep."

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    Lilian led the way down the steps where they noticed a older man in a suit walking toward them with angry look on his face. He was followed by a group of security officers with him, each one carrying a rifle that Ashira knew wasn't set to stun by the look on their faces. She looked over to the other platforms seeing that the ships on them were very fancy and nothing like the old cargo ship they were flying in. It probably didn't help that on the hull of the ship was an Arturian registration number. Lilian had barely stepped on the platform when the security officers commanded her to stop. She wasn't in her uniform and Ashira had no idea what her idea to smooth things over was going to be. Lilian gestured for Ashira to stay at the top of the steps.

    “Halt, state your business Arturian.” One of the security officers said, with his rifle aimed directly at the bodyguard.

    “I am no Arturian.” Lilian said, her accent holding the usual Yoran brogue to it. She held her hands up in the air in a non-threatening manner. “I am Sergeant First Class Lilian Dixon, I am on a diplomatic mission to escort a dignitary. We are here for fuel and supplies.” She said, slowly reaching over to tap her bracelet a holo-id appearing on her wrist.

    The older man with them gestured for the guards to stand down then walked closer to Lilian looking at the holo-id and the unit tattoo on her forearm. The unit Lilian had belonged to before this assignment was well known through the Yoran Empire and well respected. “Ashton Harris, who is your dignitary?” The older man asked.

    “That is classified and you do not have clearance.” Lilian said, with a stern look on her face.

    Ashton looked to argue with her then stopped then nodded to her again. He turned to the security officers, “See that they receive the supplies they need.” Ashton said, before walking off leaving the officers.

    Lilian instructed the officers on what they needed then walked aboard the ship again. She took Ashira by the arm guiding her back to the crew quarters looking through one of Ashira's suitcases until she found a scarf which she draped over Ashira's head concealing her features. “Princess I would prefer you stay on the ship but I know that isn't likely to happen so if you must disembark wear this.” She said.

    Ashira smiled at how well Lilian knew her then walked back to Micheal linking her arm in his. “Well then Lieutenant shall we?” She asked.


    Another round of bullets hits my skin. Well, fire away
    Cause today, I won't let the shame sink in. We are bursting through
    the barricades and reaching for the sun.

    We Are Warriors


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    "Docking clamps set." Michael sat in his seat as he set the ship to power down. "Shields offline. Weapons disabled. Killing engines." The hum of the engines faded until they emitted no sound. Sitting back in his chair Michael gazed out at the blue water. It was a beautiful sight, the sparkling sea in the fading sunlight. "Starting to get dark." Off in the distance the sky was starting to turn a mix of purple and orange. "Guess we can stay here the night. Get a real meal instead of rations, proper breakfast in the morning." With his decision made Michael got out of his chair and entered the crew cabin. If he was going to be around the people here at the resort he had something he had to cover.

    Opening the medical unit Michael fished through the supplies. He pulled out a square adhesive bandage. Carefully he peeled off the backing and took hold of it with his left hand. "Careful." He told himself as he hovered the bandage over his right arm, over the tattoo. It was water proof too. In case he decided to take a dip in the water at some point later. After the covering of his Arturian tattoo was complete he went to the small armory. His assignment was to fly and protect the princess. A shelf slide out and Michael picked up his sidearm, tucking the revolver behind him into his pants, covering it with his shirt.

    Next thing he knew the princess was linking arms with him. “Well then Lieutenant shall we?”

    "We shall, my lady. Tis an honor to escort you around such lavish scenery." Michael led the princess back outside the ship. "Lilian, you wouldn't mind taking care of checking in? I believe the princess and I shall find some proper meals instead of flight rations." Michael escorted Ashira across the walkway. "Remind me to pick up some paint next time we can. So I can clear up that Arturian model designation. Might be best if we can avoid encounters like that, less attention." Reaching the main island Michael was quick to find a directory. "This place, Bacoti's. Looks promising. What do you think, my lady?"

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    Lilian glared at the Arturian pilot not liking how he ordered her around, it was her detail to protect the princess not to check in like a bell hop. A glance from Ashira and she dropped the glare then went over to the guard station to secure their registration. Ashira smiled at Micheal's choice in restaurant, she had eaten there before but didn't let onto the fact. She wasn't sure why but she wanted to let Micheal feel good about picking the restaurant and it did have good food she just hoped that the owner Lawrence Baron didn't recognized her. She let Micheal guide her to Bacoti's where they were met at the entrance by the Maitre'D who informed them they were booked and without a reservation they wouldn't be able to get a table. Ashira was about to suggest they go some where else. She hadn't of thought about needing a reservation, being a royal meant you never needed them. The thought they wouldn't be able to get a table hadn't even crossed her mind. She didn't get a chance to suggest anything as Lawrence walked by stopping to look at the man that didn't look to be in the proper attire for a restaurant like this though the woman had a more passable outfit. “Jasper, I believe this couple is lost. Can you please show them out?” He said, taking another look at Ashira and recognizing her. “My apologies, your highness. I didn't realize it was you.”

    She let out a sigh, they were doing a fine job on this mission. Their cover was blown on just their first stop. Lilian had done a good job covering for them on the landing dock but all it took was a trip out for dinner for Ashira to blow their cover. She stepped closer to Lawrence taking his arm and whispering, “It is good to see you again Lawrence, it has been far too long but my associate and I don't want to be seen. Would it be possible to have a little privacy? I rather not have anyone knowing I am here.” She said, thinking about what this must look like being at resort planet alone with a strange man. News of her engagement was restricted to only those that needed to know and even fewer knew about how she was traveling to Arturia. Lawrence no doubt would think she was on a romantic getaway with this man. It was a good enough cover, she just hoped it would work.

    Lawrence let out a wide smile then winked at the princess and Micheal. “Of course just this way I have a private table on the terrace that I think would suit your needs.” He said, guiding them back to a secluded table sitting them down and giving them some menus. With Lawrence already knowing who she was Ashira didn't feel the need for the scarf, taking it off and wrapping it around her neck.

    After leaving them at the table to go over the menus he head back to his office sitting down at the desk and pulling up a communication channel. It took a few moments before he was connected a video of older man appearing on the screen. “Senator, I believe I have found something you've been looking for.” Lawrence said, pulling up a image of Ashira and Micheal sitting on the terrace.


    Another round of bullets hits my skin. Well, fire away
    Cause today, I won't let the shame sink in. We are bursting through
    the barricades and reaching for the sun.

    We Are Warriors


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    Michael reached the table before Ashira, pulling the chair out for her. Once she was seated he sat down across from her. "Someone will be with you shortly." Lawrence said before walking away.

    "This is quite the place." Michael looked around the restaurant. "I have never been to a place this fancy before." The terrace they were on overlooked the beach, the sounds of waves crashing upon the shore easily reaching them. Bright oranges and red filled the sky now, reflecting off the water. "That looks amazing."

    "Good evening." Michael had been so captivated by the scenery that to him the waitress seemed to materialize out of thin air. "My name is Clara and I'll be serving you tonight." Clara had short curly dark hair. A tight white button up shirt which Michael was sure she used to get better tips from the wealthy old men that frequent the establishment. Around her neck was a red tie. Her skirt was also a matching red, going down to her knees. She wore dark nylons or stockings and red heels.

    Michael smirked. "Seems beautiful scenery isn't the only we have tonight."

    Clara smiled back at the flirtatious pilot, instead handing them the menu. "Can I get drinks for you while you look over the menu?"

    Quickly Michael glanced at the alcoholic options he had. "Just a glass of Yoran Whiskey. Make it a double."

    Clara nodded. "Two Yoran Rum for you."

    "Oh not for me," Michael interrupted. "Well maybe. When do you get off work?"

    Clara smirked back. "Working a double tonight."

    "Two for me then." Michael smirked back, not at all bothered he'd been shut down.

    The waitress turned to the princess. "And for you ma'am?"

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    She watched as Micheal seemed taken in by the waitress flirting with her as if Ashira wasn't even there. Her thoughts were that they could still salvage their cover by pretending to be couple but that wouldn't work if Micheal was thinking with the wrong head. She looked over as he continued to flirt with the waitress a huff coming from her lips getting the waitress' attention. When she turned to Ashira she let out a wicked smirk recalling seeing this waitress a few times on previous trips to the planet. Ashira remembered watching the woman flaunt herself at a number of male patrons but when she had seen her later that evening it wasn't any of them whose arm she had left on but rather the Countess Marie Lebeau. Turning her smile to the waitress and softening it a bit, “I'll have a glass of Cabernet Sauvignon De Gui 2115. Oh and the gentleman will be picking up the check.” Ashira said, knowing the wine was a rather expensive one a single glass probably costing Micheal a full week's salary. “Actually I'll just take the full bottle.” Ashira winked to the woman then she reached out brushing her hand. “Perhaps by the time I finish it you will be off shift.”

    The waitress let out a blush then rushed off to put in their drink orders coming back in a few minutes setting Micheal's whiskey down in front of him then uncorking the bottle and pouring a glass for Ashira. She left again saying that she would give them a few minutes to decide what they wanted. Ashira just looked over to Micheal that smirk still on her face as she sipped her wine.


    Another round of bullets hits my skin. Well, fire away
    Cause today, I won't let the shame sink in. We are bursting through
    the barricades and reaching for the sun.

    We Are Warriors


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    Michael deflated as he watched Ashira flirt with the waitress. She seemed to have been more successful then he was. He sighed as he placed his arm on the table, resting his head in his hand. "Thanks a lot." Michael looked away from the princess. "I was hoping to get lucky tonight as it had been a while since I've gotten some." Before he was recalled for this assignment Michael had hit a dry spell. His time prowling the dive bars on Arturia got him in more fights than it got him laid. Instead of coming home with love bites on his neck and shoulders he returned with bruises and black eyes, cuts and scrapes and bloody knuckles. And while he hid it well behind big smiles, jokes and an air of calm confidence those that knew him could tell he was on a slight edge. Sighing again Michael sipped his whiskey.

    Clara appeared at the table again. "Have we decided on what you'd like?"

    "Sadly I didn't see your name on the menu." Michael was trying a more direct approach. "And I was too busy with thoughts of you to look at the rest of the items." Opening the page Michael found something quickly. He wasn't too picky when it came to food, as long as it wasn't spicy he was fine with it. "I'll take the roasted chicken, house salad is fine."

    "Fine choice sir." Clara typed that into her data pad.

    "You're finer." Michael licked his lips and smirks. "Much rather eat you up, probably a lot sweeter." Clara's face flushed at Michael's straightforwardness and lewd vulgarity. It was obvious he wasn't nobility or high class like the other patrons. His attitude and the way he dressed and carried himself gave that all away rather quickly. Clara glanced at Ashira, which Michael noticed. "Yes she's slumming it. Story will probably be in the tabloids tomorrow." No one knew their real reason for being here, even someone like he could figure out what everyone's opinion on them was. He wasn't a genius by any means but it didn't take much to be able to read a crowd. "So maybe it'd be best if we try not to create to big a story." Michael winked at Ashira. "As hot as what I have in mind with the two of you, mommy dearest would more than likely have an aneurism when someone tells her what her daughter had been up to on her little impromptu vacation." Chuckling Michael sipped his whiskey again. "Now then lover dear," he said to keep up the cover. "Order what you'd like. I am paying after all."

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    “I'll have the filet mignon with a balsamic glaze, medium rare.” Ashira said, closing up the menu and handing it to Clara. She reached across the table resting her hand over Micheal's hand the smirk coming back to her mouth. “You'll have to forgive him. He gets cranky whenever he realizes he isn't enough to satisfy my appetite.” Clara jotted down their orders then practically ran from the terrace a blush turning her entire face red. Whether that was from Micheal, Ashira or both she wasn't entirely sure.

    Once they were alone again Ashira turned back to Micheal the smile still on her face as she drank her wine. “Nice to see you back on script,” She said, thinking about how much her mother was going to have to pay to keep this from getting into the tabloids. “Do those pick up lines actually ever work? Then again most woman are how did you put it? Slumming it with you?”

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    “Of course Senator I will see to it that they still be here when your men arrive.” Lawrence said, ending the video conference a wide smile on his face. He wasn't sure what the Senator wanted with the princess but he sure was paying enough for it. The two of them had a long standing agreement that whenever Lawrence had guest that could be caught in compromising positions he would contact the senator. Most often he thought all that came of it was a little black mail. You didn't get as powerful and wealthy as the senator without rocking a few boats. Earlier in the week the senator had reached out to him and expressed how grateful he would be for any information on the royal family. It was hardly a secret that the senator had been plotting to move against the Empress. He was one of the biggest supporters for a vote of non-confidence. The senator was most likely looking for a little dirt on the royal family to speed things along. Lawrence himself didn't care who was on the throne as long as it was profitable. He looked back to the security camera noticing how both the Princess and the man with her engage with Clara. Very little was known about Princess Ashira's personal life and it would seem he now knew why, no doubt the Empress did everything she could to keep this hidden from the public.


    Another round of bullets hits my skin. Well, fire away
    Cause today, I won't let the shame sink in. We are bursting through
    the barricades and reaching for the sun.

    We Are Warriors


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    "Only with the really naughty ones do those work. They've already made up their mind that they wanted to fuck and jumped into bed with whoever was willing. Nine times out of ten do they work at finding them." Michael chuckled, finishing off his first glass of whiskey. Setting aside the empty one he grabbed the second. "But I have other ways of charming a woman. If you hadn't jumped in you easily would've seen them." He made a weird face at the princess, feigning agitation. "And slumming it means going out with someone below your class. Which, clearly." Michael gestured at himself. His generic pilot suit, tattoos and scars. Obvious signs of someone without much influence. "But to be honest never has anyone of such nobility ever picked me to slum it with. No matter how many times I ask Cass to put in a good word and set me up with is sister Cassilia. Some friend right?"

    The second whiskey was almost gone at this point. Michael was starting to feel the familiar buzz. No more alcohol for him after this. "So there was a script we were to follow." The pilot downed the rest of the liquid in one swig, making a face as it burned on the way down. "Oh too much in one go." Michael grabbed the glass of water that every table was given, cooling the burning in his throat. "Those were just a throw away line until I knew for sure. Glad I was right and you are using a romantic getaway as an excuse for being here. I guess officially a pretty noble woman was slumming it with me, cover story or not." Looking around Michael made sure no one was around. "And the only ones who know an Arturian is here is that manager guy and his security force, and they didn't see me being on the flight deck and everything. So that won't come back to us, least it shouldn't. Hope it doesn't. Possibly? Oh look the food is coming I'm saved from my inebriated rambling for the time being."

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    She listened to Micheal ramble on for a bit glad that the food had come if only if it stopped him from talking. Perhaps she should have warned him about Yoran whiskey being stronger than normal whiskey. It was a good thing he switched to water, drinking two glasses that close together was no doubt going to go to his head. Clara set their food down in front of them and refilled her glass of wine. Clara offered to get Micheal another whiskey but Ashira told her he was better off drinking water for while. Once the waitress was gone she looked back to the pilot, “Yes, there is a script and I have to say it was a good idea we left Major Drake behind you are a horrible actor.” Ashira said, as she started to eat. “I'm sure Cassilia doesn't know what she is missing. As for your first notch on your belt for slumming I fear dinner is all your going to get.”

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    One flight deck one a small private carrier landed with a number of men in black fatigues jumping out. Half of them broke off staging on the launch pad Micheal's ship was currently docked. Lilian wasn't currently with the ship she had gone into the town to get some more supplies, begrudgingly leaving Ashira's safety to the pilot. While the other half headed to the restaurant heading around to the back where they met with Lawrence. Lilian was just about done at the market when she noticed the men run by, they seemed out of place on the resort planet and something just didn't sit right with her so she followed them.


    Another round of bullets hits my skin. Well, fire away
    Cause today, I won't let the shame sink in. We are bursting through
    the barricades and reaching for the sun.

    We Are Warriors


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