<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/thumb/4/46/Jay.png/545px-Jay.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Jay Asarde<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Mainhall place<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Peoples, Open<br/><strong>Doing:</strong>Stuff<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Future crewman after crewman flocked together in the usual excitement that came with a new team roster and Jay found herself disinterested with the usual status quo that came with making friendlies with the new neighbors. It was nothing personal against them. She was sure they were all their own little special snow flakes, but she<i>personally</i>was reluctant to put forth the effort needed to make new friends that were very likely to be extremely temporary in her life. Hell, with her luck she'd probably be the first to die this time - or the last.... She'd honestly prefer the former for once.<br/><br/>However, the mention of one Mister --- Excuse me -<i>Captain</i>Freeman pulled her weathered lips into a noticeable smirk.<i>"Freeman's an asshole."</i>The woman suddenly piped up in a gnarled grunt, suddenly sitting up with her full attention on them.<br/><br/><i>"Tha'guy steals toys from <u>innocent</u> lil gurls, you know."</i>She warned them all, brows lifting for the fringe of her omber hair.<i>"Then breaks tha damn thang and has tha audacity ta bring it back tha' way."</i>She tsked, the right corner of her lip curling with distaste. Then she was glancing skyward in afterthought.<i>"Then 'gain.. He did nearly break his neck trying ta get tha' hova' skate from tha' tree..."</i>She murmured mostly to herself - apparently some sort of redeeming quality of his in her eyes.<br/><br/><i>"Eh-eh, nevermind,"</i>She grunted, waving her hand at them as she sat back in her seat - her head turning off toward the view screen as those arctic blues already started losing themselves to some sort of internal debate.<i>"Ignore me."</i><br/>