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	Anisa stood there and had to keep her mouth from going agape as everything they were saying to each other on the bridge of the Retribution came through loud and clear. They had an open com between the ships, those coms picked up everything. Camilla eyes widened just in the slightest and she grunted as Anisa's grip tightened on her arm. It seemed this was not going to go down easily. 

	[color=f26522]"You should really get your crew in line Quinn, they are going to be the death of this woman and themselves,"[/color] Anisa stated flatly. 

	[color=gray]"Now, let us not get our feathers in a ruffle,"[/color] Dr. Moreau said stepping into the camera's vision and smiling broadly at the women standing there. [color=gray]"My dead Camilla, you look as lovely as ever and might I say that your Captain there is a sight to behold. What a pleasure it must be for the members of your ship to be surrounded by such stunning and capable women. Truly, an honor to finally be able to see for myself that the images of you Captain Crowe do you no justice."[/color]

	[color=f26522]"Does he always..."[/color] Anisa began before Camilla cut her off. 

	[color=f6989d]"Always."[/color] Taking a breath Camilla looked over at Jahosafat. [color=f6989d]"Dr. Moreau, what brings you out here?"[/color]

	[color=gray]"Long story my dear but I am glad to see you are still drawing breath. The world would be a much dimmer place without you."[/color]

	[color=f26522]"Then you better make sure that Quinn doesn't let that crew of his do nothing stupid or I'll personally take her gorham head off."[/color]

	Camilla found herself swallowing slightly, she figured it would come to this. Anisa would do anything to save her crew, if that meant putting a bullet through Camilla's head, so be it. Camilla knew Anisa never fully accepted her as one of the crew and she felt that Jackson would be more than happy to end her life just to spite Quinn and get back at him for what happened to Jackson's wife.

	[color=gray]"Now now, there must be something we can to do come to an understanding. I would hate to have blood stains on my wonderous attire. We are all out of club soda last time I checked and lemons are not easy to come by in this neck of the 'Verse."[/color]

	Atticus slowly peaked his head into the bridge and glanced around, keeping his presence out of the line of the camera. Slowly stepping around to the front of the console, around the back side of the camera's he eyed Camilla, Anisa, and Daphne for a moment before pulling out his pad and pencil from his pocket. Scribbling down on it and holding it up so they could see what is said but so that those on the Retribution could not. At least this way he could communicate with Crowe and the ship of the Retribution would be none the wiser. 

	The note read as follows - [color=fff79a][i]"Everything in place, crew ready."[/i][/color]

	Down in the Vengeance's engine room Gideon kept working. Looking over towards Lionel and nodding slightly before he finally got frustrated with the whole damn thing and did indeed give her one good whack with his wrench. She lit up and he stood there slack jawed. "Well fuck me!" he exclaimed. Up on the bridge, Daphne would see a small light come on out of the view of the camera that signified that the engine was active now, but to what degree would have no idea. 

	"Hull was repaired, if we can get off the ground Daphne should be able to get us in the black but even with full burn we can't out run that damn Alliance vessel." 

	In the end it wouldn't matter, suddenly a proximity alert went off on both ships. Coming in from the black was a ship, larger than both. On review by the pilots, they would see that the reactor core shield was absent on the incoming vessel. That only meant one thing...