Alex lay on the hard cot, scowling at the air and impatiently tapping her fingers against her arms which she had crossed. Grunting, she sat up. She felt way to aggressive to be lying down and doing nothing.
[b][color=ed1c24]"Stupid fucking town,"[/color][/b] She bit the air in spite.[b][color=ed1c24]"Stupid fucking people just don't get me. Don't get me and Naisha."[/color][/b] She continued to move about the cabin, pacing back and forth while turning over the events of the day in her head.

The man in the black cloak stood now in front of The Defiant, in the shadows of a nearby warehouse. His eyes closed, as he reached out with his mind to feel the presence of four people on the ship. One of which was full of fury and anger. His eyes slowly opened as his left eye began to glow an ominous dark red. At this moment he appeared before the massive readhead. He was just as tall as her, and with his cloak's cowl over his head, it almost looked like he was looking down at her. 

 He remained silent, despite the sound of him breathing through his mask, for a moment as he stared into her eyes, as if trying to read her thoughts. His head pulled back as if he found some deep dark secret, while letting out an interested [b][color=003471]"hmph."[/color] [/b]Then with out hesitation he then spoke, his voice deep and soothing, but muffled by the mask he wore. [b][color=0054a6]"I can see why they are afraid of you..."[/color][/b] His head moving from her head to her toes, then back up.[b][color=0054a6] "You are [i]fiendishly[/i] large."[/color][/b]