Rising Odessa left the bridge, sensing what was going on in the lounge. She moved quickly and stepped in glaring at Francis and Azrael. Reaching behind herself she locked her hands at her waist, frowning as she watched them.<br/><br/>"Both of you settle down. You, let the doctor go, and YOU give me that gun." she said. "The captain named me second-in-command, so either back down now or else I'm going to lock you both in the mother fucking air lock and blow the hatch. Then we'll see how long it takes BOTH of you to die."<br/><br/>She was completely serious about the threat. Nobody would fuck around if locked in an airlock unless they really DID want to die. And there was only two ways out of that room. The cold vacuum of space, or the interior of the ship, which she would have guards at. But to back her words up she let her mind do most of the work, trying to make them WANT to back down.<br/><br/>(I'm not sure if I'm supposed to roll this or if I leave that up to Marvin. >.>)