As Yamesh approached the S.E.U. Lightyear, his brain was already working on pointing out the possible weaknesses. Thus far he had discovered three. There would probably be more on the inside. Though for Ostara standard it was still a marvelous ship. He wondered what computer systems it would run and if it had any defenses against cyber attacks. He would have to ask.

As he approached the main entrance of the ship, he was halted by a guard. "You can't take that thing on board", pointing at a floating drone behind Yamesh. The Santerian raises an eyebrow and speaks with a elegant yet obvious irritated voice. "K-1LL is my personal assistance and combat droid. He goes where I go. If you do not like that, you can take it up with the commanding officer. I'm sure she'll love it when she hears that you denied me, a crucial member of this unit, entrance." The guard hesitates for a second before letting Yamesh pass with a nod. He smiles and K-1LL let's out a beep. As Yamesh passes the guard he can hear him mutter under his breath: "Bloody stuck up Santerians." He'd heard that a lot the last couple of days.

Although there were direction signs, Yamesh urged himself to quickly make a mental map as well. You couldn't always rely on signs after all. He quickly makes his way to the briefing room, only stopping once when passing the bridge. He makes a quick mental note of the computers. 
[i]Need to ask about software systems, OS, defensive capabilities, offensive capabilities. Potential upgrades if allowed. More? No, no more is needed. That is all.[/i] He shakes his head and continues his journey towards the briefing room. 

After a short walk he finally arrives. [i]Two humans. Male? Female? Hard to tell with humans. One, clearly the commanding officer. Other? Possible squad mate. Too colorful. Will be first to die in natural environment. Suggest other colors when alone.[/i] He walks up next to the colorful human and salutes. "Yamesh Dyar, reporting for duty commander."