[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=f26522]Anisa Crowe[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://i.pinimg.com/originals/ce/21/2d/ce212df7979a771bdc90a542f714e5f3.gif[/img][hr][b][color=f26522]Location:[/color][/b] Lady Luck: Table Main Room[hr][/center]
	The Captain of the rag tag crew simply nodded to her lead pilots words. She tended to think that everything was a con, it was probably one of the reasons that she had stayed alive as long as she had. She kept on the defensive to ensure if someone tried to drive a knife into her back she could turn around and shoot them in the chest first and see the look in their eyes as life left their body. It wasn't that Anisa was a sick and twisted homicidal maniac, even though they did look like everyone else, it was just that Anisa did not tolerate betrayal on any level and when it happened she acted swiftly and emotionally. It was personal then. 

	Now the next series of events were taken with a grain of salt. She had mentioned bringing on new people and Harper was just reminding her of that. She could accept that. He wasn't questioning her, he was advising her. Dorothy, like Harper, took the better road. She just warned the two about bibles. She wasn't offering them a job or anything. Then it went south and quickly. Daphne spoke. Anisa smirked at first and then spoke dryly. [color=f26522]"No, other than mopin' about the ship for the last several days because you got demoted. Other than wanderin' off to leave people to do your job which in turn left your sister and our barber to run off after a stowaway and leavin' us even more short handed but you didn't know that did you because you were fuckin' off sight seein'. Shit, I would rather you have killed someone than turn your back on the crew like that,"[/color] Anisa spat with an icy tone as she turned in her chair. It was a good thing that Harper was between the two of them right then because she would have just bitch slapped the girl right then and there for her attitude. Yeah, she hadn't technically done anything wrong. No what she had done was far worse. She had turned her back on her crew because she got exactly what she deserved. Demoted for acting like a child. 

	It seemed that Daphne wasn't done showing her ass. She went and offered a job to the stuttering bumble boy and then slipped in the captains permission to join as an after thought. That was the last straw. Anisa spared a half a second glance towards Dorothy as a warning that she was about to snap. Then all hell broke loose as it no longer mattered to the Captain that Harper was between her and Daphne. It mattered that the woman had the nerve to act like she had any authority on the ship, as if she hadn't done anything wrong. That shit would not stand. She might have just chewed her out if they weren't in front of people but this was going to pull into question her authority on her own damn ship and that she couldn't have. She had to put Daphne in her place, in front of god and everyone - right then. 

	And so she did. It half looked like Anisa as fallen off her chair as she faced Daphnes direction but she hadn't. She had merely slipped down off of it to kick out her leg between the legs of Harpers chair. This made it a simple thing to kick Daphnes chair out from under her and send her spilling out onto the floor before she could even have a chance to react or Harper an opportunity to stop her. (Rolls were made in chat for these actions.) Coming up and standing straight Anisa had pulled a gun and stepped around Harper as she eyed Daphne with fire. That look was well known by the longer standing members of the crew. This was usually the time that Anisa through someone out of an airlock when they were in the black. [color=f26522]"Yi Dwei Da Buen Chuo Roh...I don't know who the hell you think ya are givin' out positions like that on my ship but that gonna stop right now. Yer Jei-Jei is the only reason I haven't fired yer ass yet but that stops right bloomin' now. Mei Yong Ma Duh Tse Gu Yong... I tried to school ya, teach ya, be the hard mother to ya that yer sister couldn't be and this is how ya gonna act?"[/color] Anisa said in a fiery voice as she pointed the gun at Daphnes head as she laid sprawled out on the ground. 

	Anisa was actually tearing up as she spoke and it wasn't clear if she was or was not going to pull the trigger. It was clear that the Captain had had enough. It probably didn't help they had just lost a ship, that Anisa had just lost Jackson; the last remaining friend from her planet which had been utterly destroyed by the Alliance. Didn't help she had been drinking. Yet tears? From Anisa? That was not something that happened. 

	(Rolls must be made for ANY actions BEFORE you post - PM me or hit me up in chat for rolls on declared actions. Failure to do so before posting will result in boot from RP. Let the games begin.)