Rozalia stood next to Nat, still smiley and listening to Hellfire explain a little bit more about the money they would be giving. Oh! Having my own moon would be cool, dibz on that big one in the Quantice Zector!” Rozalia spoke up for a second, before being called out and specifically told not to tell anyone, Roz putting out a pouty lip for a second. Granted, if her captain hadn’t told her to not tell anyone, she would’ve talked to anyone she would see about the job and how they would be rich off of this job, and be the first and only crew to make it in and out of The Solarflare and tell the tell.
Roz giggled and judged Nat a little, entertained by her own whole reaction to the news of their new mission. Most people on the ship probably weren’t as ecstatic as she Plazma was, the chaotic little sister of the Stardust crew. The majority of the crew would more than likely react similar to Banshee. Rozalia quickly caught her captains eye before being told her next orders, one she’s been given numerous times and didn’t exactly like. ”Meh, they can go kizz my bladez.” Roz said as she rolled her eyes.
The new woman spoke up eventually, stating her name as Gadget. Hmm, much mean she likes to tinker with things? Better not touch my baby though. Rozalia thought to herself, referencing her main gun battery that she rarely let others touch. ”Well, I’ll be going now then. Wake me if any fun stuff happenz!” Roz announced before she left, giving a smile and a nod to Nat before skipping out of the Captain quarters.
Rozalia went and grabbed her energy blade she left on the table and pieces it back together as she walked back to her room, opening the door and hearing the engines at their lower setting. She quickly threw her robe onto her bed and sat at her personal workbench in an black loose shirt and shorts that Nat had gotten her once as a gift after Plasma’s first mission. She leaned back and had her feet on her table as she closed her eyes and drifted to sleep.