“That would require the death of one of the crew won’t it…”  She smirked and reached a hand to her calve.  The compartment opened up, and she wrapped a hand around the hilt of the blade bringing it fourth.  She activated one of the ends bringing fourth a glowing blue shaft of light from the hilt.  “Is that what you want…”  She smirked standing on the bed, allowing the blade to hover just above her face.  “Do you want me to remove one of their heads?  To allow us to bath in his blood?  Does that idea get your proverbial blood pumping, my lovely little machine.”