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	As the town continued to move around those that were out and about things at the ship were as calm as could be hoped for. Anisa nodded towards Harper. This was putting a lot of trust in the man, someone she hardly knew. It didn't sit right with her but at this point she didn't have much of a choice. There was no one on her current old staff with the Vengeance that had the skills needed to wipe the drives as well as he supposedly could. All she could do was try to have a little faith that he wouldn't sell them up the creek with what she had put him in charge of. Granted, she knew things about him that he had told her she could always use to hang over his head and return the favor should he decide to put a knife in her back. Only time would tell. It wasn't that she wanted to use blackmail to get the job done but for the safety of her known crew she would. 

	She needed to have faith but faith wasn't exactly her department. That was Atticus. Who was right now smirking a bit at Dorothy. He half had expected her to pull a biology book out of no where and chuck it at her. Taking a breath he smiled before excusing himself from the two of them, Dorothy and Foy. He still needed to take care of his own personal effects and wanted to get that done before Anisa rained down fire and brimestone from the bowels of hell on top of him. He might have been a drunk from time to time and had his own sins and vices to deal with but he wasn't stupid. Having her wrath pointed at him was something he felt not even the Lord God Almighty could protect him from. 

	Heading back to what had been his temporary quarters he began to get his things together. It wasn't like he had much to go, he had never been one to hoard things. So it shouldn't have been a difficult task. While he was tending to that, Jahosafat made his way to the cargo bay and started going through Camilla's personal effects. He noticed that there was much missing he would have expected her to have but he paid it no never mind. He was there for personal items, not weapons of mass destruction. And he found more than what he was looking for. 

	He knew the silk scarf as soon as he spotted it and could only give a sadden smile as he took it gingerly in his fingers. Running the tips over the soft fabric before folding it nicely and placing it in his front breast pocket. Then he found the ring. That struck a chord with him. He knew who it was from and it's meaning. She had shown it to him ages ago. She was always so sad when she did but she smiled nonetheless. She had mentioned that she hoped that one day that Quinn could find peace and return to being the man she had fallen in love with. Perhaps now he had. Jahosafat had found some solace in the hope that perhaps that loony preacher was right about an after life. Perhaps they were together now, in peace, enjoying the life this world had never given them. 

	Taking a few others things and her box of mementos he made his way over to his personal effects and added the crate to them. He would ship some home to her family with a carefully worded letter of condolences. It was not the best way to handle it, he would have rather addressed them in person but at least now they would know that their daughter was gone and not be left wondering for the rest of their lives if she was okay or not. It was horrid new to give a family but it was better than the unknown in his mind. 

	Anisa was growing impatient as the minutes ticked by and was about to turn and leave the docks to find a new buyer when the one she had made arrangements with finally showed his weasley face. "Well top of the mornin' to ya lass," he said as he tipped his bowler hat and spoke in in the worst cockney accent. Anisa had to stop from rolling her eyes. 

	[color=f26522]"About time you showed up, I was about to call my other buyer."[/color]