Markus eyed her intently as she spoke watching how her lips moved, how her eyes dazzled as she spoke, and how her cheeks flowed to the bobbing and weaving of her full lips. Her hand motions and hip movement also caught his eyes, which moved up and down to catch both her gorgeous face in action and her sensual hips, broad enough which made for good hand grips during some rough riding.<br/><br/><strong>Impression sure, bad one, not so sure. Corporations can be so fickle sometimes.</strong>It didn't really matter to him, at least not yet anyways. He was mainly a mercenary for the thrill of combat, the money was not bad but his job back home paid the bills. He still worked for the company that first took him in, making weapon and armor designs for them. They also supplied him with parts and raw materials from time to time when he needed them; he still had friends there.<br/><br/><strong>I do make, repair, and upgrades weapons and armor. Its my specialty.</strong>He began walking out the hangar, still looking at her as he did.<strong>Walk with me, lets not keep our new C.O. waiting.</strong>With that he turned his head to face the hall and walked back to the bunk room to stow his gear, then would go back to the command room, walking besides the silver skinned woman.