Melina stood only a few feet from the two men, listening to their conversation about her maiden Raptor, surprised the clacking of her beads had not given her presence away.<i>Typical idiot grunts</i>, she thought with her usual edge of amusement and loathing. Oh how she itched to test her new baby out in combat, preferably a dogfight. She left the two men to their conversation and looked over at her Scout, which she'd named Shadow's Bloom, a mixture of her last name and it's ability to cloak itself, both from technology and the naked eye. That particular modification had cost her a hefty sum of money.<br/><br/>One of the men's comments caught Melina's attention and her gaze switched back to the men discussing her ship.<br/><br/>"I tell you that freelancer must have hit pretty big bank to afford one of these...I wonder who it is."<br/><br/>Melina let another of her small, barely noticeable smiles cross her face and said in her soft, musical voice to the two men, "<span style="color: darkorchid">Working for you Imperials pays well</span>", she states simply, not deighning to elaborate any further, simply crossing her arms and staring at the two men with a chilling gaze. "<span style="color: darkorchid">Now are you done fondling my Raptor, or would you like to further dirty her with your grubby fingers?</span>" The woman's voice is just as cold, if not colder, than the gaze she directs at the two men.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>