Rawlin paused, feeling as though someone other than her was on the ship. The hair on the back of her neck raised up as she got the feeling of being watched. An idea came to mind and she looked on either side of the hallway, looking for the kitchen door. When she saw the gold plate labeled, kitchen, she pushed through the door and let it swing shut behind her. Looking around for something to use as a weapon, a single apple sitting on the counter caught her eye. Grabbing it, she pressed herself against the door lightly and kept her ear to the door.<br/><br/>When footsteps came to a stop by the door, she braced herself and took a deep breath. Thanking the designers of the ship for putting in a door that swung both ways and pressing all her weight against the door, Rawlin through it open, hoping to hit the person on the other side. Even if it did or did not, it did not matter because Rawlin came out pelting the other person with an apple. Leaping on top of him as quick as she could, she threw her legs around his arms, trapping them to his sides and took him to the ground.<br/><br/>Sitting on top of his chest with her gun pointed to his head, Rawlin stared down at the man. "What in the name of Sam's heck are you doing on this ship?" she asked, a growl in her voice. In all honesty she had no intentions of shooting the man but if he was a threat she wanted to be sure she had the upper hand. As she studied him, heat began to rise to her cheeks as she realized he had probably known she was here for a while. It's not like she made an effort to hide her presence here. Studying his features and the way he was dressed, Rawlin lowered her gun slightly, relaxing her grip. He didn't look like a threat at all. "How long have you been here? Have you been watching me a while?" she asked, narrowing her eyes as she tried to figure out his intentions and all he had seen so far.<br/><br/>Maybe if she explained why she needed the ship, he would gladly let her have it. Rawlin then tensed up and tightened her grip on his arms with her legs. For all her strength, she was considerably smaller than the man and there wasn't a doubt in her mind that even though he didn't look built, with just the right move he could overpower her. For now, the only way to make sure he stayed in line was the gun she had to his chest now. Rawlin's piercing green eyes watched his every move, studying every expression and missed nothing.