[center][h1][color=EF5C86]Genevieve Dupoit[/color][/h1][/center]
[hr][center][color=EF5C86][b]Location:[/b][/color] Outer Hallway -> Rec. Room[/center][hr]

She wanted to scream. She knew Anisa would respond in a similar fashion, but this was no longer a joking matter. It was serious. Three people were dead. Regardless if they deserved it, needed it, or asked for it, they lay dead at her hands. She would be damned if she let Anisa get away so easily and when she shut her out, figuratively and physically, that was the final straw.

[color=EF5C86]"Fine, shut me out. When this comes crashing down I'll be the first to say I told you so. I'll be in the Rec. Room if you need me...Captain."[/color] She said it loudly for Anisa to hear her as she stormed off down the hallway. She served on her vessel willingly and considered the crew to be friends and comrades. All she asked for was a few minutes to talk. To settle things down and to figure out the steps moving forward. She didn't want to sleep with her, damn it. That's not all a Companion did and she would be damned if she continued to be judged as such.

She made her way into the Rec. Room, bypassing Alliance crew members who stared at her and she sat down and pulled out a book she took with her. She would at least get some reading done in this down time.