<strong>Name;</strong>Mya Richone<br/><strong>Location; </strong>The Line cargo ramp.<br/><strong>Tagged;</strong>Braxton, Sophie<br/><hr/><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://i77.photobucket.com/albums/j77/wulfjaeger/57cb5d7320db1c1b7bbda4383a6bbbe3-1.jpg) <br/><br/><em>“Is that so? I know a place or two where I could hide a piece on you. Large caliber, too.” </em><br/><br/>Mya caught the Captain's comment as she approached and the tone of his voice seemed to confirm her suspicions regarding the new girl.  A moment of panic ran through her mind, <em>How will this affect their arrangement.  How will this affect her plans?</em> Her mind raced as she looked over the young girl again, catching the slight blush in her face.  <em>"Hiya miss.  Ah'm glad ta meet yah.</em>  Her demeanor was rather sweet and innocent, something she would never have expected from one of Braxton's play things, but Mya couldn't help but grin at the images that flashed through her mind of her and this little red headed girl submitting to all of Braxton's dirty desires.  <br/><br/><em>”No, but it sure looks like someone is going to be.” </em> Mya shook the images loose when Braxton responded to her question, she took a moment to switch back into control, stepping up next to Braxton so she could see what was going on.   Realizing she couldn't really see much aside from what was happening near the barrels, a sense of adrenaline and anxiety she was used to un Emergency rooms and triage centers crept into her body.  The reality of being so close to what could be a very bad situation filled her with a power to action but she held back, knowing that any action at this moment could be deadly.  </div>