[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=f9ad81]Foy Coiffeur[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://snippetstudios.files.wordpress.com/2014/05/a-million-ways-to-die-in-the-west-640x350.png [/img][hr][b][color=f9ad81]Location:[/color][/b] Lounge -> Med Bay [hr][/center]

	[color=f9ad81]Absolutely, sir."[/color] responded Foy cheerfully. It was as if Jahosafat had just asked the man if he wanted to be treated to a haircut and a good steak. [color=f9ad81]"I shall take the back end of the box this time, Doctor. On the previous, I could not see my path and very nearly lost a fingernail taking a corner."[/color]

	Foy wasn't being completely honest about the situation. True, there was a close call while the large box was being transitioned out of the Cargo Bay that the Gentleman Barber found particularly distasteful, but the primary reason lay with his armament. In order to get a decent grip on the front end while carrying it last time, he had to remove the quick release holders for his holdout pistols. What with the new knowledge of Reavers in stasis aboard the Retribution, Foy was loathe to disarm, especially when four large bore rounds were a flick of the wrist away. It seemed quite a bother otherwise. 

	The word of the extremely well groomed man was true to his intentions. He grabbed the back end of the safeguarded, black box and heaved it from the floor with a soundless press of back and leg muscles. The wiry man was a bit stronger than he looked, it seemed. As the ominous box moved from the Lounge, Foy gave a debonair nod and smile to both the Captain (henceforth always to be Captain, and not the more common means of address) and Carla. He intoned a polite, [color=f9ad81]"Ma'am."[/color] to the lady assassin while he passed by. 

	In short order, Foy found himself in Medical, with the company of Jahosafat and a Box of Reaver to feed his interest. [color=f9ad81]Very well then, Dr. Moreau."[/color] he began, rolling up his sleeve to disengage just the one of his concealable holsters, [color=f9ad81]"Let us see what dangers lurk within the confines of my scarlet humours, old boy."[/color]