Vixen took a quick look around the bridge. It was a nice, rather homey compared to hers, the internal components nicked from the wreck of a liberty capital vessel scrapped a long time ago. The question caught her slightly off-guard, though. Was it alright? Did she really want to meet these people at all...?
Blinking up at Bret, he gave her a slight nod, and she nodded to Eva. "Well...thats what we came here for." She said, still sounding a little sceptical. "Might as well make the arrangement for a meeting..."
A million dollars isn't cool. You know what is cool? A basilisk.
