<div class="floatleft">(http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg142/ElectricBadger/SlimSuzie.jpg)   <br/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: andale mono;"><em><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Suzie Lao</span></em></span></div> </div>Suzie turned again to raise a somewhat disbelieving brow at Alex's naivete, then straightened to manipulate the controls.  Her hands danced across them lightly, displays flickering and fading away as the craft rose effortlessly and slid out of the Citadel into the mists.  "Of course I have the camera on all the time.  Well...not<em>all</em>the time," her face darkened a moment at some evasion, "but since I met you, sure.  Sometimes the hovercams, but also microcams.  There's actually an implant over my optic blind spot."  She gestured vaguely at her eye.  "And I know I couldn't own one.  That's what makes it kind of funny.  I'm doing this to rescue 32 people, and he thinks I'm doing it for some flash bit of fighter tech.  He just brushed the damn rescue op onto a SPECTRE like it was an annoyance."<br/><br/>She began keying in the coordinates for the first relay jump, running the numbers in triplicate to prevent any errors.  The VI was surprisingly fast.  "Hmm?  We never said a word about your being my bodyguard, although it's sweet that you think I need one.  You wanted to come along as a change to hunting down scumbags, said you'd be mine if I wanted you.  I agreed to have you as my slave.  It was all very clear; you can watch the video if you'd like."