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As Hector made his advances, Baltimore stepped back, dropping both her hands and her smile. She was prepared - she was always prepared. Soon the smuggler showed a face of disgust, and as he droned on and on about the type of people the three men were, Baltimore slowly reached for her rifle. Only when another man with a skag collar spoke up did Baltimore stop her movement, resting her hand on the butt of her gun.

Then he introduced himself as Malachi. He smiled warmly to the Siren and the others, waiting for them to introduce themselves as well. To that she smiled back at him, with as much innocence as a girl could have, though she did not respond to his request. She didn't have much time to anyway, as another noisy-footed visitor popped into the room - what appeared to be a tiny robot. Baltimore's eyes sparkled.

Dropping her message to the floor, the small Siren girl bounced to the bot and embraced it tightly. Ah, the sweet, sweet smell of clattering metal. Hopefully Malachi's pet would come out to play soon too.

She already liked where this meeting was going.