Karita heard Avarien's comment and gave him a look over her shoulder. "You get what you can we're a pirate crew not some mile high club where everything is fine dining." She growled after him sighing softly as she settled back down onto the bed, her head in her hands. What was wrong with her? Normally Ava's temperament didn't brush her like that. It was probably the lack of sleep that was getting to her. Pulling herself to her feet once again she buttoned up her shirt completely. Compulsion to go down to the Cargo hold had been nagging her since she had received the item in her cargo hold.<br/><br/>She wasn't normally one to investigate such things but something had been telling her she<i>needed</i>to go down there. As her foot falls moved along the steel like steps in the hold she came to a halt in front of the door. Here it was the loudest that the calling echoed. A deep masculine voice in her brain pulling her towards the clothed object in the center of the room. Pulling it away she saw the ebony box. Her eyebrow slowly raising as she eyed it carefully. There was nothing extremely ornate about the box itself. Yet she had been paid quite well to make sure the delivery got there, unharmed.<br/><br/>"Maybe there is something inside of the damned thing." She muttered looking around for a key only to see that there was no lock to be seen at all. She pondered a moment, her tattooed fingers stroking along her chin lightly as she carefully opened the box, with the slowness of in case something exploded in front of her. Then it all went black...<br/><br/>-*-*-<br/><br/>The Demon wasted no time as the box was pried open, latching himself to the human soul the best way he knew how. Integrating himself through her airways until there was nothing but air once more. The darkness could be felt throughout the ship to those who were, well, gifted to say the least. Damned box had weakened him to the point he'd need to feed on some energy. Preferably the most potent that came with his innate details. He lurked in the back of the unconscious humans' mind. Reading her, studying her...the woman was of little interest but there was someone he did see in the memories that had caught his attention. Simply based by her aura did he understood just hwat he had stumbled upon.<br/><br/>Oh he was going to<i>enjoy</i>tainting a fellow of his own race, particularly when she seemed to hold herself so poise. He wondered what she would look like at his feet, but disregarded it for now for gathering the details he would need to even get close to Her. Which...may take awhile.