"Fucking humans and their shit-food," Vas muttered as Kal and Malory made their way to the security chief's quarters. "Different strokes I guess."

The Warock simply shrugged and made his way back into the bridge, finding little resistance making it back. Everyone who was no one was still there, seemingly paralyzed into medial nothingness without their captain. Vas had little time to know the human woman named Ray, but she definitely left an mark. She was maybe the only human he could think of that garnered his respect.

With no captain and no real plan other then sit idle in space, Vas reattempted to access his terminal and get back online. Luck had it that Internet access was restored, allowing the Warock to boredly browse news sites and try and look busy.