Mars offered the young Englishwoman a playful smirk around the cigarette, his lips holding it steady as he sucked hard on the lit cigarette before pulling away. Reaching up to grab the cigarette with two fingers, he held it aside as he puffed out a wispy cloud of white smoke with a content sigh.<b>"Mm, thanks, babe," </b>he offered Vixen in return, as he watched the hologram with a neutral gaze. As she finished speaking, he gave a nod to the six men that had already begun to untie the boats and get them ready to go.<b>"Two by two, you assholes!"</b>he shouted, holding up two fingers in his free hand.<b>"Just like Noah."</b><br/><br/>As the three boats began to pull away headed towards the nearby ship, Mars glanced at the new arrivals with a nod as he continued to puff on his cigarette with a speed and eagerness that understated his need. He was falling relatively quickly as the madness and cacophony of the riot faded and was replaced by this boring tedium. Motioning over his shoulder towards the boats, he remained with the two villains he'd been leading as they flanked him in a surprisingly -- even to them -- stalwart posture.<b>"Looks like this is the lot of us then. Plenty of boats, mingle and mix as you'd like. We'll hold up the rear."</b><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>