Elaine<br/>Location: St. Anne Bridge<br/>Evening Watch<br/>Tagged: All<br/><br/>"Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck!" Elaine yelled as the vidscreen was shut down and the ruse revealed. "Fucking shit fuck!?" Elaine, when angry, lost most of her non-vulgar vocabulary. After a few calming breaths she growled quietly, "What the hell's the point of that? Could've just...I don't know! Making us think we were handing her over Cap that's...that's low." She shook her head and clenched one gauntlet-clad fist. Then she delivered that fist directly into the ship bulkhead beside her, denting the metal. The Captain would be mad and she'd likely pay for it later. If there was a later. After something like this she was sorely tempted to jump ship rather than serve under a captain who found it so easy to nonchalantly lie about something as serious as that.<br/><br/>Rather than continue that line of thinking she growled, punched the bulkhead again - deepening the dent - and spun towards the hatch. "I'm going to my room to get more ammo. If you hear shooting that's me. I need to shoot something and I've got a few cans." The redheaded woman was still furious, but she at least unhooked and donned her helmet once more to at least partially obscure the angry sneer on her lips.<br/><br/><br/>Elaine Reid<br/>Elaine's Quarters<br/>Evening Watch<br/>Tagged: All within earshot.<br/><br/>Elaine clanged through the hallways of the ship with a noise more akin to Mateo's thick frame rather than her own, her strides providing yet more evidence of her fury. She tapped the entry code on the pad then, after a moment, added an ancillary trigger she'd added to the door's mechanism. The door clunked as the modification she'd made to lock out all door override codes save a secondary one she'd created shifted into place. Then she swung inside and sealed the hatch behind her.<br/><br/>Once inside she stripped off her helmet once more and flung the armored helm at the far bulkhead, which it<i>clanged</i>off of. Then she moved to the beside table, snagged her bottle - still open from the night before  - and took a hefty swig of her rotgut. She was used to drinking the stuff, but usually she watered it down with something or mixed it. Shooting it from the bottle wasn't a good idea. She coughed violently as it rolled down her throat but she kept going until the bottle was empty. She thought about setting the bottle down and leaving it. Instead, she flung it into the air, drew her gel-round loaded revolver and delivered six quick shots into the bottle, sending shards flying about her room. One nicked her cheek, drawing a deep bloody line across it as a dozen others clinked and bounced from her armor.<br/><br/>She turned to her bed then and sat heavily, her head drooping into her hands. "Dammit Iona. Why the fucking deception? Isn't Mateo being gone enough to worry about without making the rest of us wonder if we're gonna be traded off like those sheep?" Her fingers tangled in her hair, tugging almost painfully at it. "I don't want to leave this ship but...if I've got to worry day after day if the bounty's gonna be enough to hand me over what's the point in staying?" She sighed softly, shook her head then stood.<br/><br/>She made her way to her door, entered the two door unlock codes needed to unseal it and made her way towards the hangar bay.