<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/uUVWL36.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Zisse Luumeer<br/><strong>Location:</strong>The Respite, Lounge<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong><br/><strong>Notes:</strong><br/><strong>Wounds: 0/11</strong><strong>Strain: 2/14</strong><strong>Status:</strong>Normal<br/><br/>Zisse just frowned a bit when the person on the phone tried to insist that nothing at all was going on. She didn’t get a chance to retort when suddenly the ship shook again and she lost her balance,  falling on her back after hanging. “Said something just flew into our path but I do believe that what the staff was telling me just  might be a tiny bit of a lie.” She told Shaa Raa as she moved to push herself up and check to make sure she had everything as she looked around the room.  At the mention of not having anywhere to go she laughed a bit. “There are always escape pods. Can’t make profit if you’re dead.” She replied as she reached down to finger the pistol at her hip. “But I do believe we should make sure that we prepare for the worst. Perhaps get a few of the other passengers together huh? That way we live, they live, everybody lives. It's a win win win for everybody"” The more people between her and whatever accident occurred the better. And if it helped out other people then she supposed it was just a win for everybody. If everybody profits and nobody loses well she probably didn’t make enough profit, but she wasn’t going to complain either. "Now come then to gather shields haha I mean allies!" And well who knew if she got lucky maybe she could turn this trip into a profitable one after all.