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	[b][i][color=f26522]Captains Office [/color][/i][/b] - It was a little while but eventually the door to the captains office opened and Jahosafat waltzed out. He had a look of feigned joy on his face but he was cordial and tipped his hat to those in the hallway as he made his way back towards the medical bay. 

	Anisa stepped out and glanced around, one person that had been waiting on her had wandered off. Which was fine with her. The day had been long and she needed some down time. Time to look back and take at least a minute to mourn her childhood friend but that time was not now. The more she learned about the Alliance, the more she was loathing them. She was half temped to just feed any Alliance member to the Reavers and make a hasty exit. Thankfully it was only half tempting and she wasn't following through with it - yet. If one of them pushed the wrong button, that could change. 

	Seeing Gene she straightened some and motioned for her to go ahead and enter the office. Why gene wanted to speak with her she didn't know. Maybe she didn't. Maybe she was just passing by and had been stopped when the Captains door opened. [color=f26522]"Did you need something?"[/color] she asked finally. Anisa figured it was because she couldn't get to a client right now since they were running dark. That was something that couldn't be helped right now. 

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	[color=fff79a]"Fucking hell man, meant the second one. Granted, don't get me wrong, I have interests in all orphans being a gorham man of the cloth but I was speaking to the realm of god."[/color]

	Atticus was not sure what to think of the "Dapper Dan" man, he was colorful to say the least. He remembered Camilla telling tales of Jahosafat over the years. He could only imagine that this man was the one she had been speaking about, if it were not for the color of his skin. (And name of course) - Two peas in a very odd pod. He had seen some colorful characters in his life but these two took the cake. He worse a suit with a collar because he was expected to, these two seemed to do so because they wanted to. Who wanted to be that stuffy? Oh well, he wasn't one to judge - least not all the time. He wasn't perfect after all. He had his own sins to deal with. 

	Shrugging he sat down and got comfortable in the chair. [color=fff79a]"Present me as if I was meeting my Maker. Let's see what you got,"[/color] Atticus said with a glint in his eye. It had been a long time sine he had had a good shave and trim, it was long over due. [color=fff79a]"Just don't make it fully clean. I look like a damned baby without my facial bush,"[/color] he chuckled. 

	[color=fff79a]"Actually, it was Quinn that caused me to change from one team to another. Some say it is better the devil you know but I saw evil that day and I couldn't stand there anymore. Took a chance and it has done well for me. Sinful of course but a set of sins I can live with."[/color] Taking a breath Atticus thought back to when he had decked Quinn... That was the turning point.