Shep

 

A nice kid. Intelligent, though he seems to have inherited an absolute incapacity to elaborate any logical financial operation from his father, Aldrin. He likes much more working in space than in a classroom; but even if he made his first "hangout" before even learning to walk, he doesn't know as much about space and its inhabitants than he believes.

 

He's the boss. He created the company "Le Petit Dépanneur" ("The Little Mechanic") with his son, Shep, as space travel developped itself to the point of knowing a great age of "touristification". Draging along the most miscellaneous travelers having no idea of how to repair the cooling system of an E.B. 605 or what to do if your ventilation start to exhale odors of a forgotten camembert sandwich.

While he likes to repair stuff, it's mostly thanks to his crew that the company did not sinked under debts, as he might be the worst salesman ever sent into space.

He's specialised in repair in outer space, generally assisted with his son.

 

Aldrin's little sister. She's a tough girl you do not want to get mad. A genius mechanic, can repair approximately anything as far as it is on solid ground. She likes Sim but is somehow unable to bring herself to tell him. She simply doesn't know that not a living organism in the crew is unaware of his feelings.

 

Mechanic, he's a sweet guy with a terrible accent. No one has yet to understand where he's from, despite all his efforts to communicate. An untentionnaly mysterious dude, but he makes the best coffee (again nobody ever understood how).

 

Programmer. Wierd. Much arms. Clumsy as hell as soon as his numerous fingers leave his numerous keyboards.

 

The secretary. The ones who complain about the prices are redirected to him, entering his office very mad and leaving very terrified. He doesn't talk much though, and is a convinced pacifist. He likes flowers and firmly believes there is, somewhere, a planet with poneys walking on rainbows.

 

The pet of the ship, a Doguerette (translate "Daisydog"? "Dogaisy"?). You don't want to be chased by a Doguerette, nor be whipped by a Doguerette. Because it hurts. Very much. So don't try to steal, be mean to the crew, or eat its food (if you are into fertilizer).