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For the most part ishabitsu was peaceful. Well, peaceful as was seen on newscasters on the opposite sides of the universe. Lets just say crime was on a small scale, a more personal level than what was usually fed into newsfeeds.
People felt involved. Included. No large scale wars, rebellions or party broadcasts disturbed the everyday muggings, kidnapping or homicides.

This was partially due to the revolutionary form of government. There was none. And so, automatically, beatings, wars, invasions, violence resulting from tax hikes and assassinations were minimal. Kept to a more neighbourly level, violence was deemed acceptable. It was normal to chop off the 'man across the halls head' because he looked at you funny. Or to steal someone's comunipad because 'he had a newer model than me'.

And, because of this atmosphere of good-natured murderousness, Itsabishu attracted a lot of the free spirits that roamed the universe. People that had no where else to go, mainly because they've been banned from everywhere else, or entrepreneurs who had discovered a new brand of mind-altering chewing gum and Itsabishu natives would try anything once. (And probably again, when they've recovered the use of the left side of their bodies)

But sometimes people just end up there, like the way your stash ends up in the sea with everything else that is flushed, by accident or not.
Our cowgirl is one of them. One of the diamonds in the rough. She may be wanted in a few galaxies and the price on her head may be high enough to keep a few natives very happy for about twenty minutes, but as far as anyone can tell, without some minor surgery, she has a good heart. Never intended for anything to happen. That explosion on board the SS Sizeon was an accident, those charges were there before she was. Never heard of the emperor Sizilick, no idea where his crown jewels are. Or his crown of office for that matter.

And for now she was just biding her time in this backwater, till the bounty-hunters have given up of course. The galley she had stowed away on had docked here, and till she found a new easy ticket out, she was stuck. Already she found the natives irritating beyond belief. She hadn't had this much male attention since she crashed on the planet of the chimps, and these men weren't much better looking. Not to mention smelling.

On top of everything, the crazy old one from Zeelocks was following her. She could hear him behind here the entire time. His congested breathing sounded like a small, flemmy, hurricane, and the hacking cough he spluttered shook the street. Just looking at him made her itch. This would have to stop. She sighed and dropped her pack on the wooden path by her boots. When he came around the corner she would be ready for him. Of course, if it came down to hand and hand combat, she would just bloody run. No way was she touching him. She picked up a plank, gripping it tightly in the mud and tensed.

Suddenly something hit her from behind. She got a brief impression of a pale face, and something small and furry before her attention was distracted with the blinding pain in her nose.

"Oh! I'm so sorry miss! Are you hurt?" A concerned male voice asked aghast.

She sat up clutching her nose. It was a long time since anyone had been worried about her. This one was young, good looking in a pale unhealthy way and carrying what looked like a large hamster.

"Oh! I'm soo sor---"

A quick jab to the nose and he shut up. He stumbled to his knees on the ground beside her, clutching his face in shock.

"Whab dib you do dab bfor?!"

Not bothering to answer, she stood and noticed the old man. He was watching the spectacle with a proud smirk, clapping his leather hands together dementedly.

"What the hells do you want!" She could feel the beginnings of a migraine prickle at her temples.

The old man flashed her a toothless grin.
"I knew you'd be perfect!"
"I don't date dinosaurs." She shouldered her pack and gave the young man a glare. "Get a grip. I only tapped you."

His response was an unintelligible gurgle.

She tried to walk away, but the old man kept hopping in her way. Ordinarily she would have shoved him away, but the thought of touching him—
"WHAT!"

"I have a business proposition for you."

'Oh here we go,' she thought, 'if he mentions mud fighting sumo wrestlers I'm out of here.'

"I need wanderers. I've lost most of my crew. Little accident on the way here, nothing to worry your little head Starbeams, but I can't run my ship with five crew members."
He took it as a good sign that she hadn't walked away. "Pays good. A hundred dolciums for the voyage and extra when we deliver."

"Where do I sleep?" This was quite important. The last time hadn't been pleasant. Try getting some sleep wedged between a space sick Boolum and a toilet.

"You're own quarters. Door locks and everything. Just needs some minor repairs. Nothing much. Plus meals. I have my own cook, none of that space crap. All real. Like me starbeam."

She suppressed a shudder and looked him up and down.
"You telling me you can pay a hundred dolciums?"

"Of course."

"Then why do you sme- why are you dressed like that?"

The captain looked down at his faded leathers. "What this? This is vintage space wear! Can't buy it anywhere!"

"I'll bet."

"Look, I'll throw in a percentage of the merchandise-"

The negotiations were interrupted by a small voice from the ground. "Can I come too?"
Both stared at him.
He stumbled to his feet.

"I'm- I'm a hard worker. I know my way around any ship. I even trained in the Tarquin Academies." He gave a furtive glance around. "Plus I really need to get off this planet."

The captain regarded his pathetic stance for a moment. Then saw an easy bargain.

"Fine. Fine. It's twenty Dolciums. And a percentage of merchandise. A small one."

"But!" His head swivelled between the others. "Why!"

"Two reasons." The captain grinned again and began to walk away.

He looked at the girl. "What reasons?"

She followed the captain wearing a scowl.
He yelled after her. "What reasons. He never said!"