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          “Just remember--” Myles said, softly turned the page of the magazine without looking up to see Abel, though he could hear the chair shift in place at the empty bar he was sitting at. “--that I am faster than you Abel.”  A not so subtle threat, though eyes eventually glance above the page from Abel to the bartender. “This doesn’t have to be as painful as your making it, so why don’t you have a drink and relax. We’ll be here a while until I get the call so enjoy the time away from your poor stressful political life.” Sarcasm at its finest considering Abel was only the son. Myles actually couldn’t quite remember what the boy did. 

          “Speaking of,” magazine slapped closed, “what do you do? Don’t tell me you opened up a flower shop with all of your father’s money.”

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“Wow Abel, what an offer.” He grinned. “Come to see how someone skilled at kissing does it?”Phobos pulled Abel in by the collar of his shirt and kissed him deeply.

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Oh, he actually answered the question? Hemera raised his eyebrows and snorted, trying to hold in the condescending laughter. How simple of him.

He hummed in response, taking a seat next to the blond with a charming smile.

“Ah~ yes, and you must be the ~oh-so-famous~ navigator Abel. Hard at work in the dead of night, no wonder you’re at the top. It’s exciting to know that someone of your stature knows my name.”

Brushing strands of blond hair out of his face, Hemera leaned back with analyzing eyes.

“What could you possibly be working on that even your fighter wanted you out of the room?”

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A Small Gift - A Ring 

He wanted something sleek, but intricate. He knew Abel worked with his hands and the chance that he would really wear it all the time was slim, so he could have it be a little more flashy than normal. He thought the small designs on the sides looked like vines - a bit cliche to give someone who worked in a flower shoppe, but nice all the same.

Ee told himself he’d surprise the blond with it next time they met up, if he could ever get the courage to take it out of its box.

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“Abel! C’mere! I made some cookies with a new recipe and I want you to try them out.”

Ethos flagged down the passing navigator, a wide grin on his face. Once again he was let into the kitchens, being one of the possibly few people on the ship who was, just to cook things. He didn’t do it too often, but he did buy his own stuff when the ship landed for restocking so it was fine.