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	Anisa sighed as she sat down after Dorothy left the room and nodded towards Harper. She could see where the confusion came in, he had offered it but then again he had offered it to them, not to the whole crew. [color=f26522]"I'll replace it when we stop. It was just a miscommunication,"[/color] the captain said as she looked over towards Harper. 

	[color=f26522]"Well the Alliance hasn't exactly made a good impression either. A Captain that came after us after slaughtering an entire platoon against orders. A doctor that is probably throwing his guts up. And a pilot,"[/color] she said as her words trailed off, a smirk coming to her features. [color=f26522]"Well you know,"[/color] she added, letting the words hang in the air. Sure her crew hadn't given the best first impression they could have but neither had the Alliance. In fact the fact she hadn't just shot all the Alliance crew to start things off put the Browncoats one up in her book over the Alliance. Quinn would have drawn and quartered the lot of them just for being who they were. 

	[color=f26522]"But you are all my crew now, that is until you step off this boat. So whatever they do, it ties to you now. I suggest you try to get along,"[/color] she said as she stood up and started to rummage through the kitchen to find something else to eat. She wasn't about to touch his precious preserved fruits if he was going to get snippy over a simple miscommunication. [color=f26522]"You know, considering the information I now have, you would think that you would want to let a few pieces of fruit go. Make a good impression. Give me a reason to have your back, a bit of trust. A peace offering. I guess you aren't as smart as you thought you were Harper. Luckily for you, I protect my crew no matter how they act towards each other. Even if they put a few pieces of fruit above the peace on a ship. Long as they get the job done."[/color]

	Pulling out some protein rations she shut the door to the cabinet she had opened. [color=f26522]"Right now that is getting us alive to the next moon once we can get passed the Reavers. Fruit won't matter a Gorham if we all die."[/color] The rations were always on the Alliance ship just in case but they were rarely ever touched, there was actual food there. Yet Anisa ripped open the pale unappetizing block from its brown plain paper and took a bite. [color=f26522]"But like you said, tomorrow is another day."[/color]