<div class="floatright">(http://www.creativeuncut.com/gallery-06/art/ssbb-samus-zero-suit.jpg)</div><br/>Stepping out from the shower, Dawn delicately combed through her hair, toweling herself off in the privacy of her own quarters.  This morning, not that it was morning in space but her body refused to deviate from the natural rhythms of her own planet, seemed to hold some sort of promise and delight.  She couldn't tell exactly what it was, perhaps just a good feeling that something would come their way.<br/><br/>A soft tap upon her hearthstone brought up a number of the new jobs, and she let herself listen in as they were read off to her, all while suiting rapidly up into her skintight outfit.  She finished off the process with her lucky red ribbon just as the last of the three jobs finished its explanation.  That last one gave her a cute idea.<br/><br/>She bumped the comm button on the wall, making a sharp beep so that anyone else in the ship could hear her as she checked her weapon.  "So, thing is about the pirate job," she said.  "They want women, obviously.  What if we claimed that we were sent over to try to negotiate in good faith, a number of us in a small ship that they could check over?  They'd likely let us board, probably try to hold us for ambush or something, I'll put on a dress over my suit and be able to hide my artifacts.  We use a signal to all attack at once, some timed phrase or something.  What do you think?"