<div class="floatleft">(http://missionsunknown.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/07/orion_slave_girl.jpg)</div><br/>Always concerned for the welfare of her friends, Vincey was often a voice of caution and reason at the beginning of a mission.  (Sometimes even more so than Onnica who—though an accountant by trade—good get caught up in the excitement of treasure to invest or the novelty of adventuring life.)  Silk looked to her Vincey first to see how she was responding to the idea.<br/>Rather than worry, though, she saw there conviction and excitement.  To Vincey this was heroic act, a chance to liberate a world from a horrible threat.  She was a bit concerned for her friend’s who’d been in a similar situation not s long ago, but she gave the twins an encouraging smile.  The girls had all kept their heads and turned the table on those lecherous cads—even to the point where they escaped with their virginities intact, those who still had them.  Vincey herself and manipulated the man who’d been fool enough to collar and enjoy her into such a desperate fit of love and lust for her that he was prepared to release the other girl’s and leave with them in return for her willing surrender of her maidenhead to him.  His seed hadn’t tasted too foul, either, most pirates weren’t so clean.<br/>The green girl gave the readhead a wide smile and encouraging nod.<br/><br/><div class="floatright">(http://i1205.photobucket.com/albums/bb440/Khadavla/Trip.png)</div><br/>Silk met her gaze dubiously at first, but the green girl filled her with confidence.  She nodded and grinned, “Okay, let’s do it.  We can’t leave that whole world to suffer, not when they’re ready to pay us an honest wage for freeing them!”<br/>She glanced at her sister, then at the blond, who nodded in agreement.  She’d been an imperial sniper for some years.  Though the imperials weren’t exactly the most benevolent force in the galaxy, it had given her courage and a sense of justice.<br/><br/>