[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=#4dffa6]Dorothy[/color] and [color=8882be]Fitz[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://s13.postimg.cc/pbhyy3wgn/ezgif-2-a33e327eb6.gif[/img][hr]Location: Lower Deck --> Cargo ----> the Docks
Skills: None[hr][/center]	[color=8882be]"...I-I-I-I have to do something first..."[/color] Fitz said quickly, taking off at a run towards his quarters. He didn't have enough time to say goodbye to Jackie, but he wanted her to know how much he appreciated her friendship and company the previous evening and this morning. He scribbled down a quick note and left it next to his gambling winnings, just grabbing the board game from amongst the possessions left in the room and then running back to meet the Pender sisters. The note read simply: [i]Jackie - If you ever need an engineer, I'm here...I hope you put this money to some fun....- Fitzy <3[/i]

	Dorothy raised an eyebrow, still holding onto the possessions she received from Atticus. She wondered how much grief he would give her if he found out her intent to wear his rosary like a necklace. And she doubted she'd ever read his Bible - if she did, it'd be with a pen in hand so that way she could make corrections. It'd result in ultimately crossing out all of the lines, in her opinion. [color=#4dffa6]"Your boy toy is weird, mei-mei,"[/color] Dorothy commented. 

	She then headed in the direction of Cargo, aware of the quick passage of time. She didn't want to still be on the ship at the end of three minutes. While she still considered Anisa a close friend, she didn't want to push her at the moment. She stopped in her tracks when she saw Foy, hearing his proposal. Although she didn't like the idea of being in debt to his family, the offer was intriguing. They already had a pilot, an engineer, and a doctor. It was the start of a small crew all of their own. Fitz couldn't help but have his eyes widen at the offer - a first class cruise? That sounded [i]amazing![/i] And if they got a ship of their own, they'd have something to tinker with. He could fix it up and make it better than ever - and Daphne could fly. 

	Dorothy had a habit of being impulsive at times and she nodded, holding her hand out to Foy after accepting the items from him and pocketing them carefully. [color=#4dffa6]"Thank ya, Mr. Coiffeur,"[/color] she said, her Outer Rim accent coming out a bit with that simple sentence. [color=#4dffa6]"I hope t' see ya again."[/color] Fitz gave Foy a smile as well, still just excited about this idea. He really did like Daphne and if they were on the same ship together, without a captain that scared him half to death, maybe....maybe something more could happen.

	Of course, that wasn't to say that Dorothy didn't scare him. She did. He just felt it slightly less likely that she'd feed him to a reaver. Dorothy turned her head for a moment, looking at the cargo hold of the unfamiliar ship. The Prometheus would take good care of her friend, or at least, she hoped. [color=#4dffa6]"Come on, Mei-Mei..."[/color] she beckoned, stepping off the ship from the Cargo Hold, with Fitz nervously contemplating taking Daphne's hand as he followed suit.