Dragon Ranch: Grooming Time
The two seemed awfully close with each other, with the yellowtail sometimes vying for attention along with relia: an aggressive black crested sabel that had somehow, beyond all logic, also grown to appreciate the wide-eyed and inexperienced dragon handler.
If-then
"have sabel get to the shuttlebay and prepare the vostok. tell him to be ready for an eva if we have to rescue the_tempest_ and her crew. can you coordinate that, dave?" "sure thing." "good."
Contagion
" _...a tribe of pre-industrial aliens who thought sabel thorsen was a god. a living spaceship older than recorded history_. "well, you're planning on sticking around, aren't you?" "until i'm given new orders, sure." she felt, oddly, reassured.
Dragon Ranch: Three's a Crowd
How's my favorite black crested sabel today?" the dragon licked his hand affectionately. "listen, i got a present for you... a new toy." relia's normally stern-looking red eyes opened wider and focused on kyle at the word "toy".