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	[@FantasyChic] [@Bluesky44] [@Morose] - Gideon looked t the two women as if they had lost their ever loving mind before he busted out laughing and shrugged his shoulders. "Fine by me girls, always glad to have some beauties around me but considering the Captain has been shot and she is the only one left on the Vengeance that can actually pilot it and your main muscle Camilla has been shot as well seems to me you are leaving them in a bad sitting situation. But hey, if you think they'll be fine and don't need a pilot at all, sure stay here," he laughed as he flipped over his wrench in his hands before looking at Gene. "And sweetheart, you know as well as I do, you aren't no good in a fight when it comes to guns, so if you want to be my pretty meat shield, stick around," he added before turning back towards Dorothy. "Don't people know I always work slower with more pretty faces around?" he chuckled before laying down on his back and sliding under the console to get back to work. If they wanted to stay he had no problems with it but he had a feeling that the Captain would have plenty. He gave his two cents, so as far as he was concerned they could take the back lash from Anisa this time instead of him. Be a welcome change. 

[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=fff79a]Atticus Pearson[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]http://im.ziffdavisinternational.com/ign_fr/screenshot/default/giphy_mmuf.gif[/img][hr][b][color=fff79a]Location:[/color][/b]Room 9[hr][/center]	

	Atticus was tired of sitting there listening to the kid dribble on and on about what Patience was going to do to this crew when she got her hands on them. Opting instead of listening to his rubbish anymore to tossing him into one of the spare rooms on the lower level of Vengeance, room 9 to be specific, and lock him away after tying him up. [color=fff79a]"Now you stay put or no amount of praying I do for yer soul is gonna help son,"[/color] he said before the door slid shut and he activated the lock for it. Shaking his head slightly he rubbed the back of his neck. 

	Looking up he glanced around, Dorothy still wasn't back, he hadn't heard from the others in a while. There had been some messages on the com but he hadn't been listening closely. Well he had been trying to but the boy wouldn't shut up and drowned out everything. Picking up his bible he started wandering through the ship, peaking his head in here and there but he couldn't find anyone. Outside all was quiet, in the cargo bay the mule was gone. Had they all went on a trip without him? Making his way up the stairs in the cargo area and back towards the kitchen he heard Jackson spouting off towards Camilla before the two of them wandered off. Seeing Lionel left in the kitchen alone he finally strolled in and tilted his head to the side when he spotted the cart full of meat. 

	[color=fff79a]"Sweet baby Jesus, looks like some mighty fine meat there,"[/color] he said as he clapped his hands together and rubbed them vigorously. [color=fff79a]"Want some help with that?"[/color]