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	Anisa took the spot at the head of the table, not sitting down but just resting her hands on the back of the chair. Looking out at the crew she ow had in her hands. Most she knew, some she didn't. Out of all of them Jahosafat seemed to be the most distraught over everything. The man was still dressed as finely as was possible but all in black, to Foy who knew the man it would be very out of place. the doctor never wore black. His normally jovial face was blank with thin lips as if he was holding back the tides of anger. 

	The preacher had taken care of giving last rights to Camilla, Jackson, and even Quinn once they were on board. Something Anisa wasn't too happy about, at least not the Quinn part but she let it slide this time. Anisa kept her feelings on the matter buried, which was different for her, one to normally give her opinion right loudly and often. She knew if she did she would break down in front of the crew because she had lost her childhood friend. Now was not the time for depression. 

	Looking at Harper she nodded somewhat before looking back at the crew. [color=f26522]"Gonna make a couple of things very clear for your Alliance folk real damn fast if you hadn't already picked up on it. I was part of the resistance. I was a browncoat then. I am a browncoat now. I will always be a browncoat. If you have a problem with that I can dump you at the next gorham port. You want stay on this ship, you will be hunted by the alliance and probably charged with treason. Simple as that. You stay, you work for me, end of story. Chain of command is simple - Me, no one else. My crew already knows this."[/color]

	Pausing for a moment after she stated the obvious she continued. [color=f26522]"We are running as quietly as we can for now until the Reavers that were incoming are too involved with what they were doing to notice us pull out and get the hell out of dodge. We still have a job to do, once that is over we'll figure out our next move. Try anything and my crew has orders to kill you without question. If they don't I will and then shot them out of an air lock for breaking orders. Any questions?"[/color]