[h1][center][color=39b54a]Daphne Pender[/color][/center][/h1]
[hr][center]Location: Conference Room[/center][hr]

Everything happened so quickly. One minute the crews were glaring at one another, and the all hell broke loose and three people were dead. Daphne felt terrible that things ended the way that they did, although the shaky conversations lasted longer than she thought. She didn't know if anyone would die, she only knew that shots would eventually be fired. 

When they boarded the Alliance vessel, she felt strange because she ended up not being the main person flying it. She didn't trust the pilot, but figured that he probably knew how the vessel handled better than she did, so she tried not to complain about it too much. Daphne tried to stay out of the way as much as possible, and she found herself with nothing to do. She was relieved when Anisa asked them to head to the Conference Room, and she headed there without hesitation. She was curious as to what this was all about.