[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=f26522]Anisa[/color] & [color=gray]Jahosafat[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://image.ibb.co/dra0gH/1b.gif[/img][hr][b][color=f26522]Location:[/color][/b] Lady Luck: Table Main Room
[b][color=gray]Skills:[/color][/b] Jack-Of-All(Anisa), Recruiting (Anisa), Carouse (Jahosafat), Social Science -> Psychology (Jahosafat)[hr][/center]
	Jahosafat for once let that broad smile of his fall away as he took a quick step, coming in front of Dorothy and blocking her path before this could go any further. His shoulders squared a bit, his chin tilting down as he clasped his hands before him. He looked everything the physician right now about to deliver a hard diagnosis, even if he was dressed to the nines for a night out on the town in true Farraday style. Then he spoke, and while his words were as winded as they always were, the tone was different. This wasn't a moment he was taking lightly and he was making sure he was getting his point across. [color=gray]"That is a sister speaking, not a physician in charge of the health and well being of a crew. Nor are those the words of a second in command ensuring the gears of our rag tag bunch are oiled and not about to blow."[/color] He seriously doubted the woman was thinking straight an while he couldn't blame her, there was more that needed to be said even if she didn't want to hear it. 

	Anisa smirked a bit as she set down her drink and looked at Jackie. [color=f26522]"That's simple. They do their job or I shove them out the air lock when we're in the black."[/color] Death was a powerful motivating factor. It seemed harsh and cold and perhaps it was but that was how Anisa ran her ship. Plus she wasn't going to say anything along the lines of this was half a new crew she didn't know yet, or that she had just lost her second, or that they were not up to their usual snuff, or that those that were members of her previous crew were like siblings and children to her that she protected and taught hard lessons to when she had to. No, death was as good of a reason as any. 

	[color=gray]"Now, your sisters personality could be chalked up to shock if it were not for the fact that from everything I have witnessed and observed of your younger half since our fair crews merged denotes this is typical and every day mental status for her. Nothing has changed, so this cannot be shock. That is unless she has been in shock this entire week and if that is the case, please do tell me Dr. Pender, why haven't you been treating her? Or referred her to me since you know as well as I do that we in the medical professions should never treat our own blood unless there is no other choice. It makes everything tainted from personal hope and denial."[/color] 

	Looking back over towards Foy, Anisa let out a laugh as she slapped the table and leaned forward. [color=f26522]"That Feh Feh Pi Goh is your sister? That explains [i]soooooo[/i] much. We are gonna have to have a talk later, she has amassed many debts in the Black, one with me."[/color] Oh this night was just getting better and better. Bouncin' Betty was Fuckin' Foys sister... This was too good. Picking up her chop sticks she gave a sideways glance over towards Harper and smirked a bit before she took a bite. She had drank a lot that evening and was feeling the effects of it. Granted she hadn't drunk near as much as she could handle. Many a night playing poker with Jackson and Atticus while drinking away had more than prepared her for a night on Whitefall downing spirits. 

	Stepping out of her way, he was ready to let her move forward but before he did he left her with one more notion. [color=gray]"It is a good thing that the Captain fired your sister. She is not fit to fly as she is and if this is how she is normally I wonder if she ever was."[/color] With that he tipped his hat towards Dorothy and turned, ready to head back to the Lady Luck. It wasn't that he enjoyed moments like this but he had to do what he had to do. There was no question about that now.