[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#4dffa6]Dorothy Pender[/color][/h1][img]https://66.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m7vpzoPeW51rsy50k.gif[/img][/center][hr][center][color=#4dffa6][b]Location[/b][/color]: Merchant Area[/center][hr][hr]	Foy's question brought Dorothy to a pause for a moment. She knew that Anisa would've just killed the woman, likely without even bothering to question her. Or perhaps Anisa would've gotten information out of her, only to slaughter her all the same. But while Dorothy had served in the Alliance military, she was still a doctor. Her initial shot at the woman had been intentionally towards the knees as a warning, merely to incapacitate. Was the proper answer to Foy's question that they'd kill the woman on sight? They were rebelling against the Alliance, yes...but it didn't sit right with her to kill a woman in cold blood.

	[color=#4dffa6]"We take her back alive if possible,"[/color] Dorothy finally answered. She knew that she should've told Foy they'd kill the woman, but her conscience wouldn't allow it. Like Atticus, Dorothy was also trying to save lives. It might not have been the call that would make Anisa happy, but Dorothy felt that it was the right call. She had switched sides in order to right wrongs, in order to keep herself from sacrificing her integrity. If the Browncoats were just like the Alliance, then she didn't want any part of it. 

	[color=#4dffa6]"Incapacitate as much as needed. I can stitch anyone up nice and shiny,"[/color] Dorothy added, before nodding at Foy. They were just outside the entrance to the alleyway. Hopefully, the mystery woman would indeed be there. She doubted she'd remain second in command much longer if she wasn't--but she also couldn't help but feel that might be for the best. She wasn't cut out for this job.[hr][hr][center][h1][color=8882be]Fitz Townsley[/color][/h1][img]http://www.theweirdlings.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/05/science.gif[/img][/center][hr][center][color=8882be][b]Location[/b][/color]: Town (Toy Store)[/center][hr][hr]	Fitz was taken aback for a moment, having almost entirely forgotten his purpose in going to the toy store in the first place. He had been looking for boardgames of some sorts to help him break the ice with those on the ship he was (ideally) going to be traveling on. He couldn't get rid of his stutter, but he could at least try to make an effort to get over some of his social anxiety. It seemed to be his best bet at fitting in with the crew and the passengers, regardless as to whether they wanted him as an engineer or just someone along for the trip. 

	[color=8882be]"I-I was s-sorta looking for a b-b-boardgame,"[/color] Fitz admitted, shrugging sheepishly. Since he was about to present his reasoning to someone else, it sounded really silly and stupid. Boardgames weren't going to help him get to know people, were they? Doubt filled his mind for a moment, the same doubt that had kept him in the safety of the University of Osiris for all those years. 

	[color=8882be]"...thought it might help with m-making friends,"[/color] Fitz finished, turning to see the excited little boy at the counter. Fitz couldn't help but grin himself, seeing the pure joy radiating from the little guy's face. It was something that he could relate to.