<div align="center"> Natasha (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=87320.msg3855975#msg3855975)<br/></div><br/><strong>"Reena means precious Jewel if I am not mistaken  I know the Companion's Guild takes names seriously and wouldn't let you keep it while being part of their order if they themselves beleive otherwise. From where I am sitting you certainly fit the mold."</strong><br/><br/>That was stating the obvious, again envy of being able to talk easy seemed to dominate,<br/>enough about her, Natasha your the newcommer, they want to know if your going to be a waste of their meals. Ships like this will not tolerate free loaders, even if they did there wasn't room enough for them not to get in the way. Speak it like it is hopefully others will see the reasons Mal thought of agreeing.<br/><strong><br/>"My role on board is yet to be formalized as yet, I think I will only relax once it is. From what I see this crew is lean and myself more supplemental. Its pretty obvious smuggling is what this ship does mostly, it certainly has a design perfect for it. <br/><br/>Something which removes the alliances ability to tax merchants. A direct blow to their core income. Im probably going to stay bitter about Miranda and don't feel I need to stop doing so, accepting and moving on isn't my style. Hatred from them doing so is just too" </strong><br/><br/>Natasha's cheek twitched involuntarily and shoulders moved as if to loosen muscles or some cramp in her neck.<br/><strong><br/>".. well one ship of ths size will not make much difference no matter what but its the principal of it that has me wanting to see here as my new home. Im the last of my family so dying doing something which is a thorn in their side is poetic enough for me."</strong><br/><br/>Natasha looked to the others, all likely knew each others background and purpose, reasons, roles, pet loves, hates, it made them all so much more colorful in Natasha mind than herself. Hell Natasha was wearing black and had been bounty hunting for as long as she could easily recall. Cooped up alone in a ship, flash as it may have been, the novelty of having it wears thin when you don't have friends to share the fact with. Everyone else seemed like they had a soul and seeing those on board it did feel like the best way to fill the void would be ... being with others which do. People who had a life a character not some spider preying on ones who fall into whatever web society dictates. It felt like everyone could see straight through her, even Jayne. And why shouldn't they be able to what ELSE could there be to see ? Think Natasha, none want someone who may as well be a ghost of principals past and discarded.<br/><strong><br/>"I offered Mal to aid with secure locks, doors, and security electronics when the times come and can be pretty sneaky and can hold my own and more in most fights. Nothing like what I beleive Jayne or River could do though, still one doesn't have to be the best to be appreciated if your on one's side and handy a gun Right ? " </strong><br/><br/>Natasha looked to Jayne saying that hopefully such that he could visualize some work he was typically assigned would be shared between them both, but being stuck waiting for others to react could look foolish so Natasha powered on.<br/><br/><strong>"Still I have not been assigned a room, Mal saw how tired I was an pointed to one to use for a while until such things were worked out. I have no idea who's it was either, so whoever's it may have been thanks."<br/></strong><br/>Ok, good, clearing up dues of thanks for being imposed on short notice ... still there was so much more to go.  Natasha's eyes flashed back to Reena.<br/><br/>Omg those curves. How can not ALL women be bi ? I mean really. Hair, elegant nails, high heels, hips, neck, eye lashes. How can this not be appealing to ALL souls ? How she seemed to ....<br/><br/><strong>"THat man that you just escorted out, he and you ? um ... "<br/></strong><br/><div align="center">(http://www.stardusttrailers.com/gallery_film/Aeon_Flux%28210610085637%29aeon_flux_3.jpg)<br/></div><div align="center">&lt;Well, I heard that is against companion rules to have liaisons with the crew but my role on board has yet to be managed. I do have a ship which I am happy to give over to this crew for them to use as they see fit if its value would be enough to permit .. um Is your service something I can talk to Mal or other crew or your guild world superiors of ?&gt;</div><br/>Omg did I say that ? In front of everyone ? First impressions ? Natasha stretched her neck again and looked to the roof for no reason. The second stretch in 2 minutes. All must see that for what it is. Natasha looked back to the table ... no she hadn't said it she<span class="bbc_u"><em><strong>thought </strong></em></span>it... so what<em>else </em>happened ? Tracing back behavior made her regret trying. She was staring at Reena's curves, forgetting she was a person, forgetting that simply being of a nature which made it awkward for any other crew member could be enough for her to be dumped even before she could be of use. She was perving blatantly like teenagers do ! Natasha's jaw snapped shut. She had it open ? Oh no. How much ?<br/><br/>Natasha bit her own cheek hard while she shifted in her chair uncomfortably. She hated herself for being like this. After exhaling audibly Natasha looked to the others trying her best to not look at Reena.<br/><strong><br/>"Please all of you forgive me, bounty hunters spent most of their time alone in deep space, And other people become abstract too quickly. Simple courteousness or appropriate etiquette is something it takes us a while to relearn, most never do which is why none hear romantic stories of us. Seems my behavior just now proves we don't deserve them.<br/><br/>Still, secure locks aside, what I am better than you may think I may is cooking traditional Japanese food. <br/><br/>Im not sure if its all your tastes, but if you can tolerate trying to relearn social skills again or more likely not ever having them in areas one would hope or should, I can reward your tolerance by being a residence chef, I only know how to cook Japanese however, so requests for anything italian or french will likely result in disaster."</strong><br/><br/>Appealing to others stomachs could work. Oh<span class="bbc_u">please </span>let at least two adore Japanese food, a critical amount..<br/>