<div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/w91b8hb.png)</div>Dunn threw his hands up in mock defeat and smiled.<br/><br/>"Willing to work, experience on freighters, good with a gun,<em><strong>and</strong></em>Nyx likes you?" he teased. "I think you've got a job Miss..." He trailed off momentarily, obviously not sure of her name. "We'll be getting under way in about an hour or so, can you be ready inside that? We've got an empty bunk, and space for any belongings you need to take with you. Any carry-on you have you can bring right aboard, anything that needs to get placed in the cargo hold, you can work out with Farradin over here." He jabs a thumb in the Squib's direction, and stands up.<br/><br/>"And Nyx, you know guns and armor aren't my style- I hire people like you to use them for me," he comments playfully. "But I tell you, just this once, I think I'm jealous of yours."<br/><br/>"I'm going to scoot back to the ship, do some pre-flight checks on the cargo, ring up our buyer and check on patrol routes around Taanab- don't want any surprises. That, and the storm ought to sober my ass up before take-off."