The bust red head closed her eyes and leaned back against her chair. [color=red]"You're a bounty hunter huh?"[/color] She nods her head in thought. [color=red]"That makes sense. I mean, the whole maybe, possibly, sort of, potentially, maybe hearing about you from somewhere before."[/color] She gave a quick hiccup. [color=red]"I mean, we aren't exactly living in what many would consider a safe universe, now would we? Though,"[/color] she opened her eyes and watched Samus through narrowed, focused slits. [color=red]"I'll admit it, all honestly and what not, I'm actually kind of surprised you're a bounty hunter."[/color] Another hiccup and quick sip of her ale. The cheeks flushed, but nowhere near as long as before. [color=red]"I mean, the armor looks like its something for fighting, and judging by a fair lack of noticeable damage I say it's either top of the line and too hard to actually leave a scratch so i'm sure you're one hell of a capable fighter. It's just..."[/color] Abigail held up a finger and drained the last of her ale. She waved her hand to the one armed man, holding up her mug and grinning like a lunatic. [color=red]"Where was I? Oh yes! It's just you seem a bit too formal to be a bounty hunter. Truth be told, I would've put you in more the military ranks since, if that makes sense? Most bounty hunters, they're louder and more obnoxious than I am. Way quicker to get drunk too. It's the military types, what with their codes and standards that are a bit harder to get to open up. Whoo! Thank you kindly."[/color] She purred as she took her new mug of male from the arm of the man with the robotic arm. [color=red]"Anyways, that's just me and personal experiences. Soldiers are stiff and bounty hunters tend to be quicker to party and boast, is what I'm saying."[/color] She put a hand down, flat on the table, with the tips of her longest fingers passing the half way point. [color=red]"So, what kind of crooks and bounties do you go after? Catch anyone I might now"[/color] Abigail took a drink from her glass mug.