"I think some sight seeing would be a good idea.  Or is souvenir shopping not like Gift Shops where they are always near the way out?"

Fast forwarding a bit; the group gets to see some of the sights of this area of Bliss. They are pretty and amazing, like any wonderous sight tends to be. In the local area, there is a rock field with rock formations that look like upside-down stalacmights. The field stretches on for miles, so to the group, it looks like it goes to the horizon. There is also a grand river nearby that the group gets to enjoy a tour boat through.

By the time the group is done enjoying the sites, it is coming up on night. Nelli says, "If you all would like, our home has enough room for all of you to sleep comfortably for the night."
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First Kevin was all, "Woah!"  Then he was all, "Woooah!"  Then he was all, "Woaho-ho!"  Clearly having a blast with Blissian sight seeing.

"Woah!  Like, a sleep over!  Radical!  You bet I'd like!"

Air guitar!

  "That would be preferable to another night on a ship, thank you Nelli."  Hakkof wonders how Kevin is making actual guitar noises, but writes it off as a tiny space Ipod or something.

  I mean, if electric drumsticks were a toy in the real life 80's, Hand guitar Science may very well be a thing here.

  Hakkof's player wasn't an idiot as a small child thinking the wires were just tethers to keep you from losing them and cut them off, that would be crazy.

Nivi's parents are very hospitable and kind to the group. They share stories and laughter. Then when night comes and people go to bed, Nivi goes to gather her group while in her nightgown. "Come and see..."

She shows the group an Aurora-like effect in the night sky.

"So dude goes, 'Let a man handle this!'  Hahahah!  Like, you can guess what happened next..."

Seems Kevin's favorite stories to share are those of braggarts who wipe out.  He's full of smiles and thank-yous for all the hospitality he's shown.  When taken to the natural light show he stares and gapes in wonder.

"Wooooah!"

  It's like a verbal funniest sports accidents.  With it's own laugh track.

  As the fancy nightlights are introduced by the fuzzy girl in a nightgown, Hakkof follows along and enjoys the view.  "Does this appear often, or only from time to time?"

Juros, of course, enjoys the wipe-out stories. Nivi just looks concerned and asks if they wound up alright.

Juros is also in awe of the pretty display.

To Hakkof, Nivi answers, "Often? Hmm... does once to twice a week count?"

Kevin can only assume that all the braggarts recovered from their injuries but can't say for sure that they did.

"Woah!  Like, that is often!  Hah.  Bliss is like, totally radical!  Hahah."

He smiles and alohas at Nivi then leans over to nudge Juros.

"Dude.  Like, snap out of it.  Hahah."

  "Close enough, Nivi.  Thank you again for having us over."  A nice change of pace from idiot muggers or being told 'you'll totally die if you do this'.

The night goes pleasantly and the group sleeps well. The next day, Nivi's parents serve breakfast for the group and continue to be cute bunnies. But Nivi bids the parents farewell and soon the group is on the ship again, ready to continue on to their destination.

Nivi seems really chipper, as if energized by the visit.

"Dude.  Like.  Totally," Kevin agreed with Hakof.  He of course thanked the bunnies for the hospitality before heading off with Nivi.

"What an awesome stop!  Hah.  Like, your home is totally radical, nivi!  Haha.  I'm like, soooo going back some day.  Hahahah."

He bangs his head while hopping around like a bunny.

Kevin's antics make Nivi giggle and Juros laugh. Juros says, "We should all visit each others' homes some time..."

Nivi nodnods. "Let's get our simple job done first."

The ship takes off and heads to the next stop: Neplusultra.

  Hakkof shrugs, "While showing you around the world sometime may come up, I do not have a permanent home at the moment."  Even if he did, it would have just been collecting dust for a few years at this point.

Kevin smiles that he made his friends laugh.  Hakkof is a tougher audience it seems.  Come to think of it, Kevin can only remember seeing him smile once.  On the bright side, he wasn't smiling about something disturbing like severed body parts.  Kevin gets a far-away look when the topic of visiting home comes up but he quickly perks up and starts bragging.

"Dude!  My home is like, epic radical awesome!  Hahah.  Like, it's a spaceship captained by a Blissian babe and crewed by Grenu and Brakian dudes!   Hahaha."

Juros chuckles. "When you put it THAT way, our new little home here does sound pretty epic."

Nivi goes for a bro-hug on Kevin and says, "Thanks."

Juros says, "So Kevin... you from Neplusultra? Tharia? Tavern maybe? Or am I to take it you don't really know for sure?"

  Kevin was born on a jetski ramping over an erupting volcano, obviously.

  "The ship has been far more pleasant than it's beginnings of not even being sure it was spaceworthy suggested, yes."

Kevin smiles, chuckles, returns the hug, then aloha signs.  If he knew what Hakof was thinking he'd be blushing too.

"Like, totally, hahah," Kevin agrees.

He considers Juros' question.  "Hahahah.  Like, I was born on a cargo ship.  Hah.  Like, don't have a home world.  Hahah.  Unless being cooped up inside various cargo ships counts.  Hah.  Like, how 'bout you?"

Nivi claps in response to Kevin. "It may not count as a home world, but it certainly counts as a home..."

Juros says, "Sounds interesting. I was born in a city called Khiyas. It's known for producing the most vehicles in my homeworld. Khiyas is located in Morul, on the grenu home world Gog."

Nivi smiles and says, "The most vehicles? Fascinating."

Juros nods decidedly. "Then it's decided. We'll visit each others' old stomping grounds when this mission's through."

  A tour of Bars, Clubs, and (if still around) Mercenary facilities.  The first two might actually work for a field trip, probbaly not so much the latter.  "It is somewhat more literal when it comes to my old stomping grounds."

"Eheh..." Kevin chuckles nervously, "Eh...  Like, I totally don't want to ever see the inside of a cargo ship again.  Like.  Totally."

He looks over to Hakkof.  "Dude.  Like, should we like, get some armor or something?  Hahah."

Juros looks at Kevin curiously. "...no loved ones? No old friends, family or acquaintances?"

Nivi looks concerned.

  "I would love to get more armor one of these days, but for some strange reason my medical bills without have been much less than the repair bills with.  As for Cargo ships, we are making a delivery.  We are a cargo ship Kevin."

  Dun dun duuuuuuun.
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Kevin smiles at Hakof's claim and plays along.  “Like, noooo waaay!   Hahah.  The walls are like, closing in on meee!  Hahah.  Dude.  This is a cargo ship like running a lap is a 360.  Hah.  Not getting any points for that trick, dude.  Hahaha.”

To Juros he answers, “Dude!  Like, tonns of friends once I left the cargo ship gig.  Hah.  Before then my best friends were Mr. stairway handrail and Mr. improvised skateboard!  Hahahah!”

Juros asks, "So... like what: Orphan? Cargo ship run by pirates? I'm trying to understand how you grew up in a cargo ship without any contact with people until you left the ship."

Nivi says, "Juros, that's a little rude..."

Juros scriggley-faces and shrugs. "Just trying to understand!"