[center][h2]Anastasia[/h2][/center]

Anastasia stared at the bandana in her hand originally tied around Asim's right arm,it was now in her hand, its owner gone to the winds. She clutched it tightly holding on to it. Alistair handed her a towel. With a blank face, she wiped the viscera from her face. Stepping around the blood that had splattered from Asim onto the ground beneath her, she walked onwards and forwards. She shoved past the rest of the crew, still holding onto the bandana. Nearing the captain her flat voice spoke up.

"I'll be in the cargo bay. Contact me if you need me."

She strolled down to the cargo bay,and entered the room. Before she could hit the ground, the vomit and blood expelled from her mouth and nose. She coughed it up, letting a good amount go to the floor.

"Euuuugggghhh. That didn't feel good."

Anastasia looked around. At the edge of the room, stood a large cryo chamber. In it stood some tall armored man.

"It can't hurt to release him. If he kills me, so be it."

With that, she pressed the button and let the hiss of release soothe her.