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	Life is strange but sometimes life is exactly what you are waiting for to happen. This was one of those it was bound to happen times. Jackson had been harboring hate for so long, seeing Quinn about to get his little Lady back when his wife was dead and buried was too much. Before Anisa or anyone else could stop it the bullets were flying but it was only three. 

	Jackson fired and Camilla dropped, the back of her skull split open from the close range impact, splattering Anisa with blood and brain matter. Quinn snapped, firing at Jackson, who in turn dropped. The last bullet came from the Preacher. Right through Quinns heart. Then the bullets stopped. Anisa standing there in shock. 

	Jahosafat was the one that spoke, seeing very calm about the entire ordeal. [color=gray]"Well I will be a monkey's uncle. Don't see that every day but Quinn was a very disturbed man I dare say. Now, let us not do anything rash, it seems we have had enough of the thrilling heroics for today. Captain Crowe, seems you are without a working ship and just by happenstance, we are without a working Captain,"[/color] he said kicking the leg of the now departed Quinn. 

	[color=gray]"So let us make this short and sweet. You take our ship, we who remain come with you and we all get off this rock before we get a craving for meat so rare it is still screaming."[/color]

	Granted the hand off was not as easy as all that but in the end that was what happened. Anisa was now the captain of a stolen Alliance vessel and her crew was on the Retribution. She was intending to come back to this wasteland, she wasn't just going to abandon her ship but after some quick talking by Jahosafat it became clear that their biggest worry right then was the Reavers and not each other. As much as Anisa hated it, it had to be done for her crew. 

	Her crew was ordered to get everything they could off the Vengeance and onto the Retribution. Bodies were piled in the Firefly Vessel for now and Anisa put her crew into place. All injured were taken to the Medical Bay, Dorothy put in charge over Jahosafat. He didn't care. He main reason for being there wasn't as a doctor in a traditional sense anyways. Daphne was placed in second to Harper since he knew the Alliance vessel better. 

	While injured were being taken care of and they were off world, cutting through the black to get out of range of the incoming Reavers, some things needed to be handled. Everyone was still armed, no one wanting to give up anything and Anisa was not going to argue. They needed a meeting and once things were clam and there were on the dark side of a moon near Whitefall Anisa called a meeting for everyone. 

	[color=f26522]"All personnel, report to the conference room that is able. Now."[/color]