"Bubbles, you're going to get eaten alive." [@Allie] A woman's voice called out and Bara slowly turned her head back to the group, despite the embarassment on her face.

"I'm sorry, I'm sure you guys can handle it, I'm sure this is just an-" she started.

To be cut off with: "Come here, I've got something to tell you."

"Umm." Bara looked at the woman with a bit of incredulity, hinting at her restraints preventing getting up close and personal. Sure she could unbuckle but it'd be better to stay put. The woman was pretty, golden brown hair and patient eyes with on ounce of charm, yet unless she had the same situation as Bara...she was HERE so clearly she had taken a few levels in kicking butt. [i]Enough to wipe the floor with me and then dunk me in ice water[/i], she imagined with a shudder.

Still she wanted to hear what the woman had to say, so she leaned forward enough that the woman could speak to her ear if she pleased. But just as she braced for a humiliating sort of of secret:

"Hey! Watch out for her. She's the type that'll kick your ass n rob you. I know the type when I see one." [@MikkishtheLeprechaun] Across the aisle, a man with sun-kissed skin and a lean frame bent over with an amused smirk directed her way. In any other circumstance he reminded her of a ranch hand but the tattoo on his shoulder and bemused expression betrayed a different, more intense origin.

"Well, I-"

Another voice. Biting her lip, Bara felt at once a bit overwhelmed yet happy that the helicopter was filled with more conversation than awkward silence.

"We’re in a helicopter. What’s she going to do? Jump out of it after she robbed you? Swim hundreds of miles to the shore? Not even accounting for the changing of the tides and the current that keeps pushing you further away from shore." [@Camey]

Long blonde hair and icy eyes. [i]Another attractive woman who can kick my ass[/i], she noticed as a different kind of blush filled her face, her toes tingling. The woman looked at her dog. Another point of embarassment, but there was nothing to do about the dog now. From the tone in their voices, these people may be negging each other a little bit. She was used to that from her parents venom filled conversations, though at least this seemed tons more civil where she was sitting. Breaking it up if might help. 

"Hey," she turned to look at all of them. "My name's Nbarra, but you can call me Bara cause not many people like to try the Navajo accent. Not even my dad. It's nice to meet you and I hope we can work together to make Maniacles proud to fill our pockets." Okay, maybe getting too official. [i]Shut up,[/i] she groaned internally, hands twitching externally. Then she turned back to the brown-haired woman. "I think I'll be safe from her here too, if she's that bad. It's okay. I want to know what she has to say." 

To avoid sending more high pitched chirps into their ear canals, Nbarra stopped before explaining why, the why being that it is better to be honest and straightforward with even potential enemies than to be in the dark about them. She leaned her ear over towards Marlyn again.