Jason paused a moment. The voice that came back was most certainly female... something that the mercenary was not used to hearing on a ship like this, in a lifestyle like this. Without missing a beat, he opened the hatch to the room, and decended the ladder casually, trying not to look too excited at the idea that the crew wasn't going to be male-only.<br/><br/>As his feet touched the ground, he turned around and smiled, trying hard, but failing, not to look too obvious in checking out the women in front of him. A thousand thoughts flooded his mind, though none of them were particularly appropriate, but all of them involved the privacy of the room they were in.<br/><br/>He shook his head slightly to clear his mind, and extended the arm with the charm bracelet out in a kind hand shake to Kelli.<strong>Name's Jason Miller, and I may very well be the next... security officer to this ship, pending your captain's approval of course.</strong>He smiled a little at the job title he gave himself, thinking that mercenary or hired gun seemed like too harsh a word to use in front of these ladies, especially when he was trying to make himself look good.