<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/e/e9/Denevis_Tho.jpeg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Ensign Denevis Tho (http://elliquiy.com/wiki/Denevis_Tho)<br/><br/><strong>Location:</strong>Ten-Forward, seated at the bar.<br/><br/><strong>Time:</strong>Mid-morning<br/><br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Angelica Blancas, Ensign Maira Snowpaw,  Chief Petty Officer Par, Open to anyone<br/><hr/><br/>Denevis chuckled softly. “I don’t know how much<em>good</em>was done, to be completely honest.” He told Angelica. “It wasn’t a rob from the rich, give to the poor operation like the ones you might have read about. It was pretty much a: rob from whomever, keep everything you take kind of deal, you know?” He levelled his dark gaze at the bartender for a moment, trying to get a feel for her reaction. “I’m not proud of it,” He told her honestly. “At least not about that aspect of it."<br/><br/>"That being said,” He continued. “My father wasn’t needlessly violent. If he could get in and get out without hurting anyone, he’d do it. He didn’t take hostages if he could avoid it and he<em>never</em>sold people into slavery. As far as I know, my mother was the only slave my father ever owned and he freed her after I was born.”<br/><br/>He took another drink of his rye before adding. “But I’m not going to sugar-coat it, as you humans say. Sometimes people died and that was on him and eventually he paid for it with his life. ” He told her plainly. “But that wasn’t everything my father was, I guess. The<em>Spirehawk</em>charted several unexplored star systems in its time so I guess that’s something good. And I’m here now, doing what I hope will be good work so there’s that as well.”<br/>