Achieng was startled when she heard the announcement. Just what was going on with this planet? First their mission was not at all what had been stated. The captain left, and now the doctor? Something was wrong, extremely wrong. She had already been heading back into her little tank, to find someone to ask. Now, though, she retrieved her fishing knife from her belongings and set it at the back of her moving tank. The blade was as long as her shoulders and hooked on the end. More than one person she'd met during her training had called it a sword, but she knew they were mistaken. Swords had vent holes where she came from. This was just for basic hunting.

It took a moment for her to get back into the tank, and she kicked it into top speed, apologizing to crew and soldiers as she maneuvered it through the ship. She was making a direct line for the helm of the ship, trying to review in her mind who would be in charge. If the captain had gone, then the Doctor would be next. She was gone, so then...

A familiar pair of ears caught her attention, and she called out. "Mr. Kaite?! Not you too! Where is everyone going? We were told to stay on the ship! What is the problem with you and the doctor?" She brought her tank right up to him, and even though she had to crane her neck to look in him the eye, she still looked like she would accept no weakness from Kaite.