Zarva lazily scratched at a small scab that was just about falling off her right pinky finger, having scrapped it when she was changing one of the<em>Bacchante's</em>heat sinks with Toryk.  She idly wondered why he hadn't shown at the meet, presuming that his attention had been drawn into the nearest tech shop with all its shiny bits and pieces.<br/><br/>The conversation bubbled around her, pleasantries, questions, confessions...and then Husk's blunt and tactless questions.  She smiled inwardly, that was vintage Husk.  Straight to the point, no fucking around, very much a damn the proton torpedos, full steam ahead!  Her amuzement was tempered by Maria's wide eyes...she straightened up as the sleazy Xam looked to get up in Husk's grill which would only end with Xam as a thin read smear on the wall...then the door literally exploded inward.<br/><br/>As blaster bolts sizzled across the dressing room towards her companions, Zarva pushed herself off the desk she had been half-sitting on and side-stepped towards Eufaula who was moving virtually at the same time.  Leaning around the beautiful, flame-haired bounty hunter, Zarva quickly lined up one of the odd looking humans and sqeezed off a shot, grinning as the green bolt hit him square in the chest.  Her grin quickly disappeared when she saw that his armoured coat had absorbed the bolt's energy, leaving naught but a small burn mark.