<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/><br/>Mya left Serenity's shuttle feeling good about herself, not only in the way the woman settled her nerves regarding her present and her future but regarding their demeanor towards each other.  Mya had always felt that Serenty's animosity was towards her for letting the captain put her in her current situation, but she soon realized after their talk that she was mad at Braxton for simply putting Mya in that situation in the first place.  The two women seemed to become close friends, regardless of Mya's healing touch.  The woman's injuries weren't life threatening or even terribly bad, but Mya patched her up as well as she could and put her to bed.<br/><br/><em>It's a shame she's leaving.</em>  Mya thought to herself regarding the bedside confession Mya made just before passing out.  The woman had suffered much at the hands of men both physically and mentally and just needed a break.  Mya understood that and respected her for it.<br/><br/><em>…like they are bringing in strikebreakers. Let’s see how the strikers take it. We are still finishing up our loading operation but I want every one to be prepared for anything. Mya, get your emergency bag! Lance, Keri, make sure that we are ready for immediate takeoff! Sophie, get your uncle’s guns, he is still outside with the mule! And cookie…do what you do best. Just promise me that whatever happens, you will shoot last.”</em>  The crackle of the the Line's intercom and the loud booming voice of Braxton on alert pulled Mya from her thoughts.<br/><br/>Hearing the request, Mya broke into a run down the corridor, turning up another one and slipping quickly into the Infirmary.  Grabbing her field kit from a cabinet along with a second first aid kit, Mya turned back down the hall towards the main cargo area.<br/>Stepping into the cargo hold, the darkness and commotion was overwhelming.  She walked quickly to where Braxton was waiting accompanied by some attractive, skinny red haired girl that couldn't be more than sixteen.  Mya wasn't sure who she was, but automatically deduced she was a new toy of the Captain.<br/><br/>She turned to the new girl as she approached.  'Hello." She gave the young girl a quick look up and down before turning to Braxton.  She had to admit she could see why Braxton would want her, she wasn't much different that Mya only larger breasts and hips.  The red hair and freckles seemed to cause Mya's body to tingle a bit as she turned to the commotion to hide her smile.  "What's going on Captain?  Is anyone hurt?"</div>