<div align="center"><strong>-=Anwar, Mechanical Engineer - The Gamble, Galley, Trying to mind his own business=-</strong></div><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://i643.photobucket.com/albums/uu156/rage0976/RP%20Characters/jensen_ackles_07.jpg)</div>Anwar had listened as Griff had introduced Dani, half smiling as he corrected himself after using the military terminology, which he had understood perfectly.  He gave the girl a slight nod, though he noticed her demure posture and nervous demeanor immediately, and so made no sudden movements toward her.  "It's nice to meet you," he simply responded, leaving it at that.  He wasn't much of one for words anyway, unless it came to the topics that actually interested him.  Medicine and cooking did not happen to be among those topics, even if he was thankful to have someone on board that could patch them up and keep them fed.<br/><br/>Just as Dani called Griff to the side for a private consultation, the mechanic turned and started to make his way out, having had no intention of even trying to listen in.  It wasn't really any of his business, and he had already figured it was simply going to be a case of her voicing some concern over having a stranger as part of the crew, given what he'd already gathered about the girl's skittish nature.  He had his own business to handle, and was more than happy to let them speak to each other without prying ears.  Just as he had turned to leave, though, he found his way blocked by another person, extending his hand and introducing himself as 'Lex'.<br/><br/><br/><em><strong>"I could be considered a passenger, I guess, but really I'm just waiting for the day that I can prove to the captain just how useful I can be."</strong></em><br/><br/>He stared at the hand for a moment, though didn't extend his own, feeling a bit insulted that the man assumed he would need to provide a diversion.  His gaze rose to meet that of the companion, his expression somewhat stoic, making it hard to tell what he was thinking.  He didn't seem very impressed, either way.  As Lex continued to explain his position, the expression never changed.<br/><br/><em><strong>"You see, I'm a Registered Companion. And don't worry, I don't go after anyone that doesn't ask for me, so you're perfectly safe."</strong></em><br/><br/>Cocking an eyebrow, the mechanic found himself even more annoyed at yet another assumption.  "And I'm sure most people find you very charming, Lex," Anwar responded, finally taking the companion's hand and giving it a shake, perhaps gripping just a bit too hard.  It was notable that he didn't include himself in the list of people who were susceptible to those charms.  The man's grip was like a vise clamp, but then again, it was to be expected from one who worked on engines.  Releasing the hand, he started to make his way past Lex to continue about his business as the talkative companion prattled on.<br/><br/><em><strong>"One of these days, I'm quite sure of it, the captain's going to find himself in a situation that I'll be able to untangle for him, and then he'll be happy to have me along, I can assure you."</strong></em><br/><br/>Still trying to make his way around the man as he talked, Anwar glanced to him once more, his expression remaining neutral, as if he hadn't formed an opinion yet, or was simply quite good at hiding it, even to one who was normally quite skilled at reading people.  "I'm sure you'll get your chance and they'll be singing your praises."  He turned to attempt his exit once more, only to give pause as Lex asked him about his name.<br/><br/><em><strong>"Anwar. That's a very interesting name. How do you come by it, if I may ask?"</strong></em><br/><br/>Pursing his lips a bit, he gave a light shrug.  "The way most people do, I would imagine," he said before finally pushing past the companion to head for the cargo hold.  "It's been fun and all, but I have some things to see to, so if you'll excuse me..."  The mechanic made his way from the group and toward the cargo hold, walking down the open ramp to exit the ship.  Shaking his head for a moment, he finally turned and started making his way back to Jack's place to gather his things and say goodbye to his only friend.  He was saddened a bit that he'd be leaving the only person he trusted behind, but he was also quite excited about having the opportunity to get away from Persephone.<br/><br/>Soon enough, Anwar was at Jack's, and the two were talking a bit over drinks after the mechanic had packed his few belongings in a couple of travel bags.  The conversation remained light for the most part, but when he was ready to take his leave, Anwar stood and gripped Jack's forearm when a hand was offered, looking into the man's eyes.  "I can't even begin to thank you for everything, Jack," he said, drawing a nod from the man.  "I promise to make it all up to you."<br/><br/>Jack shook his head then, looking back at the younger man.  "Just go handle your business, son.  I know you got some troubles, and I ain't pretendin' to even understand anything about 'em.  You're a good kid, though, and I think Griff can help if you give him a chance."  Giving a slight nod to Jack's words, Anwar gave his friend a quick hug, patting his back once before breaking away and grabbing his bags.  Soon enough he was headed back to the Gamble to put his things away.  Walking up the cargo ramp, he looked around to see if he could spot Griff anywhere and find out which bunk would be his so he could get settled in.  "Captain," he called out to see if he got an answer from anywhere.<br/><br/>(For purposes of continuity, assume he left just before Vince arrived, and might have returned shortly after he and Mae were taken to the infirmary.)