<strong>Name;</strong>Isi Smith<br/><strong>Location; </strong>The Line, Just outside of the bridge, landed on Shadow.<br/><strong>Tagged;</strong>Those on the bridge.<br/><hr/><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://www.zen90682.zen.co.uk/fireflyisi.jpg) <br/><br/>Isi was tempted to head off the ship. She could certainly do with some time stretching her legs and it was extremely unlikely that anyone here would have any clue who she was. The alliance were not strong out this way at all after all...<br/><br/>It just wasn't worth the risk sadly. They did seem to have agents everywhere and though she couldn't be sure what it was all about it was likely best to keep her head firmly down. Although they hadn't landed at the pad, which meant that she could walk off the ship without having to identify herself at all. A very tempting thought.<br/><br/>For now though? It wasn't a bad idea to make nice with the locals.<br/><br/>She had a tray of mugs of tea and was headed up to the bridge. Holding the tray in one very steady hand she knocked delicately on the bulkhead next to the open door with the other.<br/><br/>"Hello? Tea break." Isi called out through the gap, "Permission to proceed and deliver tea?"<br/><br/>She had caught the tail end of a discussion about the ship needing more maintenance crew. Mechanics was something that Isi had a fancy for, it was useful. Besides, the more you could learn in general the better prepared you were for life, let alone a life of crime.<br/></div>