<strong>Name;</strong>Mya Richone<br/><strong>Location; </strong>The Line, Galley, currently heading to Shadow.<br/><strong>Tagged;</strong>Shadow Factory Strike, Richard, Cookie.<br/><hr/><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://i77.photobucket.com/albums/j77/wulfjaeger/57cb5d7320db1c1b7bbda4383a6bbbe3-1.jpg) <br/><br/>Mya kinda giggled to herself as she walked with Richard and Cookie trying to figure out how she had come to be the head of this situations.  <em>I guess I just have that look</em> She thought to herself as the men walked through town to the landing pad.  She looked around at the mass of people trying to pick out the person she most expected to be in charge, trying hard to look stern and businesslike.  She'd spent enough of her career being the one who had to show no emotion while delivering dire new, this really wasn't much more difficult.<br/><br/><em>"Well, much as I'd enjoy not being the first target,</em>  The discussion of who should shoot and get shot was still rather humorous in itself as she was going to be the one at the front of the pack trying to negotiate.  <em>Negotiate....what the hell do I have to bargain with.</em>  She asked herself as she walked in relative silence, her mind running over the situation in her mind.  She found it amazing how she still had the ability to compartmentalize, to focus on the business at hand and completely lock away what happened the night before last after the tense dinner.  A slight curl of a smile twisted the edge of her full red lips as she looked back at the men supporting her.  <em>This will be interesting.</em><br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC Comment</div><div class="spoiler_body">I'm really not sure what I'm doing here as far as rolls for perception and such. so If Satan_Klaus could do a roll for me </div></div><br/><em>"Well, Mya, looks like it's your show. Remember I'll be right beside you, just in case things go wrong.  Cookie I'll let you pick a spot to cover us from. Don't look too threatening otherwise they might jump too soon, and try not to be so far away that we can't support each other."</em>  Letting the two men take up their preferred positions Mya walked up the crowd of angry strikers, leaving the barricades between her and the shouting men.  She walked up to the man she figured looked the most authoritative.  Putting on her best Executive face she stood looking at the man, attempting to pull his attention before shouting across the line at him.  "Excuse me, I'm looking for the man in charge of this group of fine hard working men! </div>