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[i]Lady Luck[/i][/center][hr][hr]

	[color=f26522]"Knew you couldn't keep ya trap shut,"[/color] Anisa said with a smirk. Jahosafat grinned and laughed a bit before nodding. 

	[color=gray]"Oh I should have know better than to make a wager with my captain. Truly a misstep on my part. It seems you have knack for reading people and knowing them quickly. Tis a shame, that piece would have been most welcome but then again, I know I would only let it burn a hole in my pocket for so long before it was whipped out and put into use. I must be a bit over jubilous right this moment. Fine drinks, fine people, fine times to be had!"[/color] Now that he wasn't being bet to stay quiet, it seemed he was making up for lost time. 

	Anisa knew she would put a bullet through his skull if this kept up. Pulling out the coin she flicked it in the air and Jahosafat caught it as it nearly struck him in the chest. He rose a brow and looked at his captain in a very quizzical manner. [color=f26522]"Go, find a whore, find a companion, find a damn dog. Just get out of here and burn off some of that mouth of yours,"[/color] she said in a quip before taking a sip of her drink. 

	[color=gray]"If you insist! Yes, yes, a bottle of Bordeaux my good woman and you!"[/color] he said picking out a woman as she was walking by. [color=gray]"Ladies, gentlemen. I must away!"[/color] he said excusing himself as he flipped his hat about before placing it on his head and running his finger along the brim. Giving a wink he darted off, grabbed the woman and began dancing with her across the floor towards the stairs, picking up the bottle that was being rushed after him as he went. 

	As the door shut to another anonymous room Anisa let out a sigh of relief. [color=f26522]"Thank fucking god..."[/color] she muttered before turning her attention back to the table. [color=f26522]"No, it's fine and I have no damn idea,"[/color] she said before looking over at Jackie and Fitz as they introduced themselves. [color=f26522]"Alright Jackie, what's your..."[/color] she started before her words trailed off as Daphne addressed Fitz with familiarity. 

	How did she know the man? She didn't this quickly to the new crew members, had she known this man before they landed? If so, how did the captain not know him herself? Daphne had been on her crew for years, the original crew was close. They really didn't have "friends." So, that left one reasonable conclusion. She had met him when she should have been working on the ship like the rest of the folk. And if she was acting more open to some stranger she must met over her crewmates, it didn't sit well. Eying Daphne she leaned back in her seat and ran her finger over the rm of her glass. [color=f26522]"So, Daphne, who's your friend?"[/color] she asked in a terse voice.