"Interesting."  Anisa's head looked up at drone, resting her head on her cheek.   At the end of it, she chuckled.  "Something tells me the ship is either old, or not in the best of shape."  Apparently the interaction told her what she needed to know, and she smiled.  "Well, i'll pull back on the offer of enslaving myself.  I wanted to see how much you'd be willing to risk if push came to shove.  Fortune favors the bold, after all.  Although, it helps to cheat."  Pulling back her jacket sleeve, there seemed to be a small device holding what appeared to be an ace.  "Taking chances is fun sometimes, but i've found that honor and fair play tend to be the rust on a broken gun.  I'll abide by not hunting anyone on your ship.  As much fun as yelling out 'surprise' and biting down appeals to me at times."<br/><br/>Getting up, she stood up straight, and gave a salute, her hand comming to rest on her brow, before going back to her side.  "Anisa Amri, reporting for duty, sir."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>