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	[color=fff79a]"Bridgette, how would I frotht my thit?"[/color] Cyril asked innocently as he blinked. [color=fff79a]"Would it thtink lethth?"[/color] His eyes widened a bit as thoughts went through his mind. His hand coming up and the button eyes glaring at Bridgette. [color=fff79a][i]"Thanks bitch, now I have to hear about how to ice crap for the next three days."[/i][/color] This was what happened when his sister did stuff like this. Cyril took her literally. Jericho had to hear it as he spoke. Wrath went blank and tuned it out. Was a neat enough trick whether she knew she was doing it or not. At least now Wrath was gone, for the time being. How long it lasted depended on how shit went down. 

	Harper showing up made Cyril giggle. [color=fff79a]"I'm only half Viking,"[/color] he said giving a hard pat on the shoulder of Harper. It was true. Cyril was only Bridgettes half sister, his Celtic half kept him short. Granted six foot three wasn't short for most people but other than his brother most men on Bridgettes side of the family were taller than him. Hearing his sister declare them friends made him give a tight lipped goofy smile. [color=fff79a]"Friendth? Okay! I'm Cyril, this is Jericho, do you like Fluffernutterth?"[/color] he asked as he showed off Jericho on one hand and lifted his trunk with other. 

	Anisa rubbed her temples and lit up a cigarette. [color=f26522]"I have a lot of new crew members. In fact the only steady ones left now that Preacher is dead are the Pender sisters and I fired one of them. You're new but you're different. I want you to test folk, find out shit for me about them, from them. Find out what they are willing to talk about, what they aren't. I'm not naive enough to trust them off the bat."[/color] Taking a long pull from the cigarette she held out the pack with her free hand to Mei. 

	[color=f26522]"You find out what I want, I get the information you want."[/color] It was a job, and an offer of payment outside of the room and board. Turning she walked a few paces before sitting down and ashing the cigarette in a tin container before taking another puff. [color=f26522]"First one on the list - Foy."[/color] That was an interesting choice, she could have picked Harper or Moreau or even that kid Fitz but she chose Foy as the first target. Was the choice a test?

	Jahosafat chuckled a bit. [color=gray]"Interesting fellow, dare I inquire as to why the man was constantly throwing the words of God at you?"[/color] he asked as he stepped over towards the cabinets, idly checking them. Opening each and then closing it. Turning around finally he looked over at her. [color=gray]"I would have to suspect that he was hoping they would sink in."[/color] He gave her a subtle smile as he picked the will back up and stepped towards he door of medical. 

	[color=gray]"You obviously knew the man of the cloth better than I, could I impose on you to fetch the Preacher a frock you believe would be fitting for a burial? I should attempt to find the Captain and get this will to one Miss Vinters."[/color] His voice was even, he wasn't sure if she wanted to do the task and not have to be in medical to watch the body or if she would rather stay behind and have another moment alone with him.