Tymea wasn't too successful with her alien watching before she made it back on the ship.  For some reason, there were so many humans it wasn't even fun to look for anything.  The last thing she grabbed before heading back to the ship with her robotics and other parts was alcohol.  Enough to share around the ship and still have enough for some solo fun later. "Got to love my rum!" She muttered as she left and headed back to the ship with a few bags full of things.  If it were not for her mechanical limb, she was sure that her arm would be hurting like hell.

Really, she made it back on the ship before the captain and medical doctor did and hid herself in the lab almost tripping on a beer bottle on the way back in.  "Stupid drunks leaving their crap around."  Of course she wasn't a stupid drunk. It must have been someone else on the ship after all.  Still, there were a few bottles lining the hallway outside her lab. It wouldn't be too amazing for her image if there were random bottles of alcohol outside.  "This is what science is for."  She joked to herself as she moved to a recently familiar touchpad.  "There should be. . . There.  HERD 5 and 7, clean up the bottles.  While we're at it.  9 and 10 search for interior damage on the ship."  The bots were good at searching for damage.  That's pretty much what they were made for after all.  

While the bots worked and prepared diagnostics, Tymea pulled out part of her lastest haul.  "Cap'n Horgan's!  How long since I touched my last bottle of this?"  A great name to be sure.  An obvious import from Earth itself, Cap'n Horgan's has been theorized to have originally based off another name.  Weird things happen through-out time of course, and it is as it is now.  Still, Tymea was no savage.  Who drinks straight from the bottle of such a delicate import?  "A glass full of this should hit the damn spot."  She poured herself a half full glass of the drink.  The glass she used has of course been used recently, but she wasn't one to care about whether  something she had previously drank from happen to be dirty from her cooties or not.

Now she wondere how the Herd was doing.  5 and 7 have finished their bottle cleaning duties so the woman ordered them to assist 9 and 10 in their damage diagnostics.  She didn't exactly expect to find much on the interior that wasn't blatently obvious but it didn't hurt to have the eyes of a small thing look around.  She downed the rest of what was in her glass and poured herself another.  Usually she liked to mix some tropical fruit juices with her rum, but sometimes the drink as it was could do enough.  Especially with the somewhat strong Cap'n Horgan's.  Scanning over the multiple video feeds of the four HERDbots, Tymea noticed something.  "Oh look, the Captain and Luirae Driani."  Tymea always had fun saying that name.  "I wonder what they're up to."  She brought the miniture video feed of 7 up on the touchpad.  "Bah, sounds busted on you little guy.  Gotta' fix that."  The slowly dulling woman watched as the two started off and then as they slowly by slowly got, well, not so polite with each other.  Rae said one final thing and then made her way out.  

She clicked the touchpad a few times and made it follow the woman. . . To no avail as the door to her room closed behind her keeping the robot out.  "Well, it's like watching a Soap Opera without the sound I guess."  Tymea just let the robot resume it's duties in the hallway until she saw the captain go to Rae's door and look at it.  He seemed about ready to do something, but decided against it and went to his room.  All the while, the Science Officer (self declared) had already finished her second glass.  She couldn't help but think the Captain had a pathetic look on his face.  Against how she normally would want to act, she decided on something.

In just a few minutes time, the somewhat drunk woman found herself in front of the Captain's room and hit on the door with her mechanical fist.  "Oi, Ray. You, me, drinks. Now."  Rather than a request or question, it was more an order and would have wanted to enter the room if at all possible be it with just pushing a button or trying to science open the door electronicly.  "Don't worry. I brought both glasses AND the alcohol."