Both siblings listened intensely to North’s story, [b]“Well that certainly put’s my one to shame,”[/b] Alaska replied, [b]"I don’t really have many stories, I’ve only seen the end of them,”[/b] Alaska thought for a moment and remembered an event:[b]“No there was one time back in the old days; I had just been transferred to the helmsman of a Frigate. We had just finished scouting an unknown sector, all of a sudden we saw a ship fire up from an asteroid belt and belt towards us, I tried to go into slip space but they fired at our thrusters, it was a scouting vessel so our gun weren't equipped for anything of their standard. They boarded us and sent the surviving crew into the depths of the ship; we’d been abducted by pirates.”[/b] Alaska said.

Alaska paused as wash interjected [b]“What did you do?”[/b]
[b]“I volunteered my services, I was only in the UNSC for a small time, I joined up with the ‘pirates’ They taught me skills of combat without regulation, no Rules of engagement, and some amazing flying techniques.” [/b]
Wash was taken back; he’d never imagined his sister as a space pirate [b]“How’d they get you in the program then?”[/b] Wash asked taking another sip of his Whisky.[b]“Simple, I was arrested but apparently my skills were too good to been thrown into a prison so I was re-employed as a pelican pilot. And now I’m here.”[/b] 
[b]“I wish I could share my own, but the likely hood is that I’ll get assassinated for doing so I had to go ‘off the grid’ for quite a while”[/b] He got a Glare from Alaska, [b]“Don’t start sis we've been over it, the moment has passed. You don't seem like the kinda guy not to be alone North, anyone back home looking at the sky for you?"[/b]