“You ever wonder what’s out there?” he said in a rather goofy way with a slight blush on his face “And I know you are gonna call me silly but really, there can only be so many planets that can be inhabited that are within appropriate reach, but could there be a more intelligent, or more menacing life out there? Or even could there be a race that knows how to solve our little issue…” he said as he looked to her still bulged stomach with another smile.

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Reaching a hand down, she gripped onto one of his, tugging him up to his feet. "Speaking of dragon balls, I seem to remember a certain someone saying that he knew more about the dragon balls than I did." As she pulled him up towards her, she would swallow her pride, wrapping him up in a hug, grateful for the punk to still be alive. "Come on Ashley, we've got work to do." Planting a soft kiss on his cheek apologetically, she flashed him a smile, the best she could manage being a freak at least.

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After at most twenty minutes she could see the beautiful, sleek hull of her ship on the horizon, shimmering lightly in the sun as if to greet her. ~Two dragon balls down, only a few to go.~ She thought to herself, wondering how her two green minions were faring in their tasks. When at last she reached the ship, the changeling woman came down for a landing, gliding gracefully up the gangway into the entrance, only to be greeted by the Slyph. "Welcome Mistress, how may I please you?" Inquired the mercurial holographic replica of herself, bowing submissively. "We've recovered two of the dragon balls, and we're leaving them in your care until we return with the rest."

From there he proceeded to set the dragon ball on the ground and await orders on what to do, thinking about the night before to keep his mind occupied. ~you know snow, if you are so afraid to hurt me and yet you still want those things, there is always the dreamscape…~ he teased ever so carefully so as not to upset her anymore than she actually was.

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~You keep bringing up that dream crap don't you Ash, just give me some time to think about this alright? On earth if you were pressuring a girl she'd dump your ass, don't think you can get away with pushing me just because I'm not human.~ She thought, beginning to grow a bit annoyed by the constant presence in her head. Oh sure it was nice to have when it was needed, and useful from time to time, but to be nagged and pressured in her own mind? That way lies the road to insanity. Morphing into her great, bestial third form hidden within the walls of the Slyph from any would be passersby, she brought the ball back up, spitting it on the floor before walking over it. "Take them this way please." She instructed her companion, walking towards the manufacturing bay.

Truth of the matter is, Snow hadn't even thought about how impossibly strong a changeling's stomach acid was, designed to digest anything edible found on Icer's harsh terrain, from bone to wood to enamel. The small amount covering the ball wouldn't do any serious harm, but it would burn some small amount, and perhaps leave light scarring on Asheron's arms, were he to pick it up. Fortunately for him though, there was a light greenish film on the ball, sizzling with the acid's strength, indication enough to proceed with caution if he was paying attention to more than just his captain's swaying hips from behind.

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"Right away Mistress." And the compartment closed, a mechanical sound could be heard, and then it opened again with a strange, ice blue substance, with a label that read Burn Away ~Lets hope this works...~ She thought to herself as she stepped forwards, gingerly applying the substance to his hands, using a single finger on each hand to gently rub the chilling relief on. "Are you sure you still like the idea of having a kid with me?" She inquired, almost laughing inside at the irony. "Babies puke just as much on icer as they do on earth, but it burns like this." From what little she could see, it seemed like whatever this Burn Away stuff was, it was good at it.

If she'd taken the time to read the label she would have seen that it was designed to react with human skin, chilling away any burning pain from any source, as cold as necessary to remove, or at least numb the pain, and would then soak into the flesh, beginning the healing process at an accelerated rate. According to the label, as long as his hands sustained no further injury, they would be as good as new in twenty-four hours, assuming he got a good night's rest. Longer without it, of course. "How does that feel Ash, are your hands feeling any better? I'm sorry I didn't think about it before I let you pick it up, it seems I still have some learning to do about being a captain and being responsible for my men."

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After a quick glance behind to see if he was coming or not, she turned her eyes to the radar, finding the nearest ball, and headed northwards, intent on finishing this adventure and getting back to what she had really got the ship for.

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