[h2] Skyejacked Part 3 [/h2]
[h3]Eavesdown Docks [/h3]
[h3] Abby, Mathias, Cyd, Isaac [/h3]
OOC: JP between [@Winters], [@MK Blitzen], [@Yule] and [@sail3695]

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Abby’s hand was still.  “We’ll aim tah please,” she attempted an amiable tone.  “I can’t finish a receipt without actually receivin’.”

Cyd turned her head to nod to Mathias, switching sides with her lollipop again to prevent her cheek from getting raw. “Kiff. All good, Yobo.”

Mathias obliged. A neat tight roll of credits appeared as if by magic with a wrist flick, he rolled the bills along his fingers before holding it out for the carrot top to take and count.

"Mooi mooi!" Isaac clapped his hands, excited to go on another trip. "Make sure to save a few of them, brav. I wanna taste some of that lekker fish when we land!" he added with a huge grin.

With no undue fussin’, Abby relented and took the roll.  She tucked the clipboard under one arm before popping the cash loose.  “Three fares,” she said aloud, “ten percent discount each.”  Stretching the sheaf across the palm of one hand, she drew off their fare amounts, counting aloud as she went.  “That’s one,” the girl said as the bills slipped into her breast pocket.  Soon after counting out all three fares and stuffing them away, she handed the rest of the wad back to the big’un.   “Gimme a minute,” the girl offered as she reopened the clipboard.  “I’ll have yer receipt straight up.”

The meager bills the kid handed back vanished into the folds of Mathias’s coat. He had only been a few off but it was something to practice on. 

After some dedicated scribblin’, Abby held the receipt out.  “Lists all yer names and fare amounts.  Shows yer paid in full with my signatcher.  We square?” she asked.

“Ja,Nee,” Cyd replied, adding: “Square,” for confirmation. “We have our guarantees, you have our credits. Shot, just point us in the right direction.” 
“Folla me,” the girl offered a nod,  “Mind the ramp; she gets slippery on leather soles.  Welcome aboard tha China Doll,” Abby said as she led the three into the cargo hold.  “If’n yah never flew a Firefly afore, here’s whatcha need tah know.   Cargo Bay, Engine Room, an tha cockpit is all off limits.  Galley’ll feed yah three times a day.  That’s tha infirmary on the left,” she pointed out the metal enclosure as they came through the aft hatch.  “Yer room’s here...first on tha right.  Also closest tah tha lavatory.”  She slid the panel aside to permit the Skye’s into their new home.  “After we’s in tha black I’ll come ‘round with some extra beddin’.  Most like there’ll be food about then, too.  Have yah got any questions?”

“Three squares?” Cyd repeated with a grin. “Cho - that’s super. I don’t have any off the top of my head.” She looked between her brothers to see if there were five by five also.

“Cho.” Mathias smiled making an ‘L’ with his index finger and thumb. The sign for everything being square. Chobo was thorough at least, understandable with her being new.

"I hope it's soon. I'm starving!" Isaac said as he munched on a fresh candy bar he just unwrapped as he followed along on the tour.

“You just ate Lo Lo! You're … eating … right now!” Mathias said, tugging on Issac's ear.

Isaac yelped in pain. "But that was, like, [I] hours [/I] ago!" the teen whined.

“Thirty minutes ago!” Mathias said tartly.

"[I]That[/I] long?!" Isaac said in annoyed exasperation.

“I promise, we brought food to hold them over,” Cyd apologized.

“Don’t lump me in with the bottomless pit here!” Mathias said, offended.

The deckhand waited for a break in their antics.  “Name’s Abby,” she said evenly.  Other deckhand’s called Hook.  If yah need somethin’ while we’s in tha black, both Hook an’ me will help yah find it..  We got a bit afore we take off, if’n yah want tah see tha galley or tha sittin’ areas.  Fer now I got some chores.”

“Shot, Abby!” Cyd said warmly. “We’ll look for you or Hook or the Captain if we need something.” 

“Shiny,” the girl gave a final nod, then turned to sip through the cargo bay hatch.

“I got a good feeling about this boat, Yobo.” Cyd giggled, claiming one of the bunks by dropping her bag on it.

“Mahjong?” Mathias offered it to his siblings.

"Before or after one of those square meals I keep hearing about?" Isaac impatiently enquired.

“Mahjong,” Cyd agreed, ignoring Isaac’s request.

His request roundly denied, Isaac gave a petulant roll of his eyes and a sighed as he slumped into a chair around the table where the trio was to play. "I'll take first deal." he said, his tone flat and defeated.