[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#4dffa6]Dorothy Pender[/color][/h1][img]http://68.media.tumblr.com/dde661389331ea75740a4e6657bc0212/tumblr_inline_nm9gdxOF3y1rrrkde.gif[/img][/center][hr][center]Location: Engine Room[/center][hr][hr][color=4dffa6]"Then we best be ready,"[/color] Dorothy nodded, as Genevieve relayed the message of incoming doom. She had hardly left the engine room before she went back inside, determined to keep an eye on Lionel and Gideon. Seemed everyone else on the ship was fine, and that they'd be ready for a fight shortly enough. Glancing at Gideon, Dorothy frowned slightly. 

She didn't judge him to be in any condition for a fight. Of course, while the Alliance never had a shortage of soldiers, the rebels certainly did. She couldn't just tell Gideon to stand down--they needed his help if they were to make it out alive. [color=4dffa6]"Come on, let's mosey on down and join the others."[/color] She waited for Gideon and Lionel to get ready, waiting to catch Gideon in case he stumbled. That concussion was worrying her.