[center][h1][color=EF5C86]Genevieve Dupoit[/color][/h1][/center]
[hr][center][color=EF5C86][b]Location:[/b][/color] Conference Room[/center][hr]

She half-expected Anisa to keelhaul her ass out the airlock for speaking up and was pleasantly surprised that she, instead, seemed to respond cool and controlling. She nodded and waited for the speeches to be over, she had lots of things she wanted to get done. It wasn't until Anisa brought up the Reavers that she started to pay attention.

While she had no specific ties to the Alliance, apart from some sessions with the members, she knew the Reavers were a mistake and one the Alliance would have to pay for some time. Now, she hears that the Alliance wants to control them and use them as weapons.

On one hand, it could go their way and they wold have control over a huge force of power. One that, if used correctly, could bring many people to its knees. Anyone with that kind of power would find it irresistible and that would bring ruin to them and everyone. On the other hand, it could not go their way and many men and women would lose their lives in the process.

Either way, people died.

She sat on these issues in her head. There would be time to talk, time to plan. Carla seemed vocal. She would talk to her later. She also wanted to poke the other man's mind. He seemed...funny to her. The way he talked and walked. That would be another time. She assumed they still had much to discuss.