[center][h1][color=EF5C86]Genevieve Dupoit[/color][/h1][/center]
[hr][center][color=EF5C86][b]Location:[/b][/color] Kitchen[/center][hr]

Gene was busy cleaning. Was she doing it to be friendly or was she just avoiding her problems? She knew Anisa would be on her ass as soon as she could, but for what? She had commitments to keep and them being stranded here was messing that up. It wasn't their fault, of course, but the least they could do was show some sympathy for her situation. Her reputation is something she treasures. To others, she may seem like a prostitute, but it is so much more than that. If only they would take the time to understand her and her situation, perhaps they would be more open to her.

Fat chance of that happening.

As if on cue, Anisa quickly came in and hissed out her words. They dripped with venom. She respected the Captain greatly. She was a strong woman, capable and courageous, but she was wrong. She gave ample warning and she couldn't sit there and wait for her to get her approval. She didn't even [i]need[/i] her approval. She was paying for the shuttle, she was allowed her freedom. She didn't crash the ship on purpose to make their lives worse.

Before she could speak her mind, Camilla came in and delivered the news no one in the room wanted to hear. Though she was neither for nor against the Alliance, she knew the crew was dead set against them meeting. If they were coming, it wouldn't be for anything good. There will be violence, there will be blood. She sighed, [color=EF5C86]"Might I suggest we put this talk on hiatus and discuss what we are going to do about this new problem? The whole crew should be made aware and we'll need to prepare if we can't get the sip running soon."[/color]