Name: Grant<br/>Job:  Captain<br/>Location Shuttle to entering Galley<br/><br/>Exiting the shuttle he found himself in the main galley were a large number of the team had gathered up.  The moment they noticed him he knew he had to give answers to a job that they not yet had.  He smiled and nodded to the three and put on his infamous 'BS' charm.  "Great!  Just the people I wanted to see."  He then gestured to the cook.  Mac, it's great to have you on board but your going to have to learn the way of the space combat if your going to sail with me.  Now we have a job lined up and we'll need people to man the turrets up top and on the belly.  Mac, go see Edie, she'll clue you in on the turrets basic functions"<br/><br/>He then looked at Jessica and his attitude shifted.  He didn't know how to act in front of her.  She was the closest thing to Alliance that was on his ship.  They were also in a silent struggle of power.  Out in the real world a woman such as herself would be justified to shoot him down just for looking at her wrong.  But she was on his ship and he needed to maintain order which required holding a higher status.  In his mind it was like trying to hold a puffer fish.  Rare, desired and if handled wrong, potentially deadly.  He looked back at the two men.<br/><br/>"If you have any questions speak up now.  We all have jobs to do and I have yet to visit the engine room.  Jessica I'm going to need you to come with me.  You have a part to play to."