Emma Hawkings woke up to a sharp rapping noise that came from her door. Groaning and twisting around in bed Emma opened her mouth to launch a verbal assault laced with large amounts of profanity at the offender when she heard Brian speak. "The new recruits will be here soon. Get up." Sighing, Emma chose to respond with a civil "Yes sir" rather than her colorful speech she had been preparing in her mind. She waited for his footsteps to recede before finally cracking her eyes open blearily. From the state of herself and her surroundings, Emma could've been mistaken for a alcoholic tramp. 'Not too far off the dot either...' she mused, putting off waking up for a few more seconds.
Lazily pushing the worn covers off onto the floor Emma stretched for a few minutes before slinging her legs off the bed and onto the wood below, where she disturbed many empty bottles. Careful not to step on the remains of her drinking binge from the previous night, she reached for her set of clothes crumpled on a pair of chairs. Dragging her tank top on top of her torso, Emma did not feel the need to tie her hair up today as they were only greeting the newbies. Walking around the room while kicking the bottles out of sight under her bed and brushing her teeth, she wondered who would be the ones to sign aboard this time. 'I just hope it's not like last time. Completely useless, I wasn't surprised when they died.' She spat out the toothpaste in disgust, watching it sail out of the open porthole. Finally pulling on her pants, she tucked a pistol into her sash to be safe and left the room barefooted. The rest of her crew was already on board. Emma joined them in waiting for the newcomers.
She didn't have to wait long, as three people soon came aboard the air-ship. Emma gave them a look over once and nodded in approval. Kenny looked strong, a valuable asset to the team as they were running a bit short on manpower. Edward she didn't particularly care for. As long as he did his job they would get together just fine. As for Izzy, well Emma would just have to wait and see if the woman could live up to what came out of her mouth. "Nice to meet ya guys. I'm Emma, your first mate. Don't let me hear you cry for your mother later on, you knew what you signed up for... Follow Charles, he'll give you guys a tour of home sweet home."
She didn't bother to come downstairs with the rest of the crew, preferring to stay on deck to wait for the others to come up again.