[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#4dffa6]Dorothy Pender[/color][/h1][img]http://68.media.tumblr.com/962ef59204a76e0ab5084dcb4f2e859a/tumblr_mtvrgesDaN1sjk6c2o3_250.gif[/img][/center][hr][center]Location: Retribution Conference Room[/center][hr][hr]As Dorothy listened to Anisa's speech, her eyes flickered around the room. No one else from her days in the Alliance remained. Quinn was dead, his last rights already rattled off. Camilla, although she knew her as a browncoat, was gone as well. However, as she saw her sister, alive and breathing, she couldn't help but smile ever so slightly. The events might have been horrifying that day, but her small little family made it out just fine. 

With Genevieve's interjection, offering to serve as a mediator, Dorothy had to hold back a sigh. She loved the girl, but her idealistic nature wasn't going to work out. Dorothy knew that Anisa would likely refuse the possibility of relinquishing the chain of command, and that a mediated meeting wouldn't happen. Anisa would do exactly what she said she would--run the ship, drop off anyone who didn't want to at the next hub. 

But furthermore, it was more the military chain of command breach that rubbed Dorothy the wrong way, ever so slightly. While you could take the army doctor out of the military, you couldn't take the military out of the army doctor. The meeting was being conducted by Anisa, the questions were addressed to Anisa, the Captain of the Retribution--in Dorothy's mind, only Anisa should be answering questions. Though of course, she knew Genevieve only meant well, that she was trying to do her best to help. 

Dorothy was half tempted herself, for example, to explain to the Alliance members on the ship that they had to make a moral choice. It was the reason she had deserted the Alliance, for their part in the creation of reavers. But she doubted as well that the people in the conference room could be swayed by moral convictions--compensation in the form of credits would likely have more sway, as far as she could tell.