Disclaimer- All the characters and such below belong to Joss Whedon except for Noah Star, my own character.

"Tchen Wah!" The man shouted as she bumped into him. Noah did not slow down to retaliate or even really hear the man. She was concentrating on finding her ship. She navigated fluidly through the crowd, with an unnatural grace. The smells of the docks assaulted her nostrils, making her wrinkle her nose in disgust and push on. She scanned the crowd, looking for the person with whom she had garnered passage to Persphone. After a few moments more the auburn head and cheery smile leapt through the crowd at Noah. She smiled and walked over to where Kaylee was standing. "I'm here and ready to board." she said, Kaylee beamed at her, and started walking up the ramp. "We're almost ready ta go." said Kaylee, "Jus' waitin' for the Cap'n and Jayne to get back from a job." Noah nodded, preferring to stay silent. She could Kaylee was anxious to talk and was trying to see inside Noah's hood, but she only smiled to herself and withdrew deeper in the depths of her cowl. Kaylee showed her to a passenger room and left her alone. Noah worked quickly, unpacking her things, strapping her laser pistol to her thigh, and a few spare daggers to her wrists. All was covered by a long, dark, trenchcoat, the hood concealed her face and lithe form. She decided to look around the ship when she finished, already having gleaned the layout from Kaylee's thoughts, but wanting to have a first hand exprience.

Noah was walking along the catwalk to the stairs to reach the belly of the cargo bay, when the two men she assumed were the Captain and Jayne ran in accompied by a symphony of gunfire. The smaller man of the two pulled something out of his coat and yelled into it, "Wash! We need Zoe down here pronto. We've got company." Noah watched as the two men, not noticing her, ducked behind cargo holders as more men with guns came on. "Looks like I gots meself a new ship!" cackled a tiny man in the middle. "It's my ship Weasel!" shouted the smaller man, Noah assumed he was the Captain. Weasel laughed again, but was cut off by a woman weilding a shot gun, bringing down one of his men. Even with one down the odds were not good. Noah needed to get to Persephone, this ship was the only one going within her price range. I am so going to regret this, she thought, she grabbed the handlebar of the walkway and vaulted herself up and over, twisting in the air to land ontop of one of the agressors. Immediatly after she took him down she snapped his neck and barely dodged a bullet. Her distraction had allowed the others on the ship to retaliate. Gunfire erupted all around her and she pulled out her laser pistol to partake in the fun. She had taken down one other man and was about to go for Weasel when he threw his hands up. "I give in!" he shouted, before turning and runnig out of the ship. The sigh of relief was audible all around the cargo bay, then they realized there was an unidentified person in their midst. "And who are you?" asked the Captain, Noah studied him, he had rugged features, but an air of charm around him like a rogue, which he probably was. "Your new passenger." Noah replied calmly