The machine sat in silence once more dawning her clothing concealing her rather sexualized form from the eyes of those around her.   She sat through the mission briefing boredly drumming her finger tips against the surface of the table,  her eyes closed.  She wondered what the point of this little gathering was,  her grey eyes shot upward and she looked at the alliance hero her lips parting into a grin.  “If I agree to do this,  how will I be compensated?”  She almost purred the words.  “Since this isn’t an official Reb…”  She caught herself midway through the word.  “Alliance mission and all…  I imagine the rewards will be slightly larger if we do decide to risk our lives…”