Galvus nodded at Reena's first response.  She did look like the one who would hole up in a forensics lab and study something, or, if his guess was right, make something as well.  A particular Sorlas clan and his entire race have had a bloody past and, most likely, a future stained with various colors of blood.  Out of the battles fought, a mutual respect had been born.  Dosvin, he believed the clan was named, was essentially a tight-knit family of professional criminals, and just about everyone under the name had a bounty on their heads within any Zaetherian-owned space.

	[color=9e0b0f]"If you don't mind me asking,"[/color]  Galvus snapped out of his thoughts as she began.  [color=9e0b0f]"How did you end up in the Marauders? I'll admit I didn't expect a Zaetherian to be joining us in exploring the cosmos either."[/color]  As he opened his mouth to speak, but closed it as a strange character rushed by as if he was late for a meeting.  With a plant.

	Deciding to shrug the interruption off, he tried to start again.  [color=a36209]"Well, I was caught providing security for a known drug smugg-"[/color]  This time, a stocky girl in a lab coat and disheveled clothing came from the [i]Monroe's[/i] interior.

	The woman approached Reena in a state that suggested either extreme fatigue or drunkenness.  There wasn't the scent of alcohol lingering around her, so the lizard assumed the latter and crossed his arms impatiently.  "Make sure the ship doesn't leave without me.  I'll be sad."  She then turned and started walking, but didn't leave before placing a hand on Galvus' shoulder.  "We'll talk later."  The human then stalked off, leaving the amphibian and lizard to talk once more.

	[color=a36209]"...As I was saying, I got caught providing security for a known drug smuggler on an inner colony.  I was already a well know criminal at the time and the cops finally got their hands on me, so I was put on trial and given a death sentence.  Then the Committee swooped in, said they needed someone who could kill efficiently when a firefight breaks out.  Long story short, I got my guns back and they sent me here on a crappy transport ship."[/color]  The Zaetherian moved a bit deeper into the hangar bay, sitting on a crate near the entrance.