<strong>Name;</strong>Isi Smith<br/><strong>Location; </strong>The Line, Galley, Isi's berth, currently heading to Shadow.<br/><strong>Tagged;</strong>Open.<br/><hr/><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://www.zen90682.zen.co.uk/fireflyisi.jpg) <br/><br/>After most everyone else had left Isi took her empty bowl and took it up to the sink, washed it and the spoon and placed it in the drainer before heading back to her cabin.<br/><br/>The shirt came off and she inspected the damage. There was a red patch on her shoulder there which was tender to the touch, nothing major. She left the shirt off and snuggled in under the covers going back to her data slab for now.<br/><br/>The whole thing with the captain and his indentured doctor wasn't a bother to Isi. Worse things would go on in the prison canteen sometimes. A little finger banging was a spectator sport compared to what some of the guards would have in mind for the prettier girls. At least the ones who wouldn't fight back too hard.<br/><br/>The crew were... Interesting. There were definite cracks there that, if she needed them, Isi could use. She didn't want to have to, it shouldn't come to that after all. The first sign of trouble she would jump off at the next port of course. Still it was always handy to know these things. She would gather more information as and when she could.<br/><br/>The companion was dangerous and she would have to limit exposure there.<br/><br/>The slave though... That stuck in Isi's throat like a troublesome fish bone. She was a criminal, but she was core bred and the idea of owning another human being was just nasty. She had known a few girls who had been 'owned' in the past illegally back on Ariel and vowed that shit was never going to happen to her. It was just... If she had known the Captain had a slave she wouldn't have likely signed on. Well, no, she had little choice at that point, nor did she now. She would have to just tolerate it for now. Maintain her cover till the heat died off back home.<br/><br/>Isi went back to her slab, having to start the page she was on again, she had been reading the words, but not really taking them in, her mind on other things...<br/><br/><br/><br/></div>