[hr][hr][center][h1][i][b][color=#4dffa6]Dr. Pender[/color] and [color=8882be]Dr. Townsley[/color][/b][/i][/h1][img]https://s33.postimg.org/vx6ecg1a7/doryfitz.gif[/img][/center][hr][hr][center][color=#4dffa6][b]Location[/b][/color]: Lady Luck: Table Main Room
[color=8882be][b]Skills[/b][/color]: None[/center][hr]	Fitz didn't quite follow Anisa's logic as to why he was prohibited from being hired onto the ship. She had fired - and almost killed - Daphne over what she had said. Yet Fitz himself hadn't done anything. In fact, the most he had done was quietly hyperventilate on his side of the table. But at the same time, this didn't seem like a battle worth arguing over. He was surprisingly calm about this. There'd be other ships, either in need of an engineer or accepting passengers. [color=8882be]"Y-you don't have to do this,"[/color] Fitz said to Jackie. [color=8882be]"I-I can find another ship looking f-for an engineer or p-p-passengers."[/color]

	The waitress brought over his Shepherd's Pie, shortly after setting down Dorothy's hum bao plate and sweet douhua. [color=8882be]"Th-this can't be the only ship with vacancies, right?"[/color] Fitz added. And he couldn't help but imagine other ships would have a bit more of a stable crew than this one seemed to have. 

	Dorothy, however, nearly spat out her drink as she heard Anisa offer a job to the woman who snuck on board their ship. Come to think of it, a lot of Anisa's hiring decisions had been...questionable lately. There were the additions from the Alliance vessel that had attempted to kill them. And now, the intruder was getting offered a job. Sure, they were low on people and needed the manpower after the hits they had taken, but could any of them be trusted? 

	[color=8882be]"...I-I'd rather not have my balls crushed..."[/color] Fitz whispered to Jackie. 

	[color=#4dffa6]"I need some air,"[/color] Dorothy finally said. She hadn't touched her food, but she had already lost most of her appetite. And as much as she loved cards, everything that had transpired in the past few minutes had driven her narrowly close to a breakdown. She glanced towards Anisa, silently asking her if she'd be fine if Dorothy stepped outside for a few minutes. She knew that Anisa was hurting and if she needed her to stay, she'd do so. Otherwise, Dorothy felt she needed a few minutes to clear her head and comprehend everything that had happened since they went to Whitefall. 

	And as she saw Foy and Jahoasafat approach the table, she felt equally certain that getting some air would be a good thing. It was hard to tolerate those two when they were sober - imagine how obnoxious they'd be buzzed.