Valiss has noticed some of the other crewmen moving into the kitchen. Feeling in a sociable mood, partly from the alcohol, the Asari rose out of her seat. She momentarily paused at the sound of an explosion, a ship of such a small size as this one, you'd hear something like that almost anywhere on it. She sincerely hoped it wasn't any of the ship's systems and assumed it wasn't as the vessel continued moving fine after the disruption. 

The announcment of their first destination as Omega did not excite Valiss. There were bad memories on that space station, it was where her last mission as a member of the military had occured. Or more accuratly, gone wrong. She had not been back on that vile place since then. She supposed she could understand the reasoning, Omega was home to the filth of the galaxy. They could find credits there for the taking.

She finished her glass and set it aside as she walked into the kitchen, finding that there were others already there, including a human who she presumed was the cook. Her eyes stayed on the vorcha for a moment, she tried not to glare, having encountered vorcha in the past. They were vicious and unpredictable, it didn't ease her nerves to have on onboard with them. Instead she spoke towards Marco as she entered the scene.

[color=magenta]"Fish would be nice, it's gotta be something nice for the maiden voyage for the new crew."[/color] Valiss exclaimed, her eyes landing on the quarian female. She always appreciated the way their armor was, it covered their forms tightly. Accentuated the hips and legs, but left their faces a mystery. 

[color=magenta]"Of course we'd need something for all onboard. Don't think a finely cooked fish would go down well with Kasyra here,"[/color] Valiss said, smiling at the quarian first, then the others before she introduced herself. [color=magenta]"I'm Valiss, not the only asari onboard it seems."[/color]