"Drinking from the bottle is a bit annoyin--"  Tymea started to say before she gave a light belch out and moving her mechanical hand up to her mouth.  "Annoying." She finished.  The girl peaked behind her at all the other crew members there.  Well, it would be best just to have a damn party.  "Aight! That's it."  She knew something happened between the captain and their medical officer, but whatever.  She took her mechanical hand and grabbed the captain's arm dragging him out of his room.  The two reached Galvus, "Big guy, you're in charge of 'olding this fer' now."  She shoved the glasses and bottle at him before making her way over to Rae and Reena.  "I've decided, just now, that we are having a drinking party. . . Somewhere!"  

She was a little beyond the point of major intellegent thought, "Someone decide where to go!"  She almost yelled grabbing at Rae's arm, attempting to pull the woman out of her room.  "Those who decline will be punished by one of my random machines."  Of course, anyone who knew Tymea on the ship would know that her machines could be complete garbage that did the worst things.  It was like torture.  Tickle machines and other methods of making someone spilled beans.  Hell, she didn't need to be drunk to threaten it either.  It was "interesting" to see what different peoples reactions were to differnt machines.  "Alright soldiers! Figure out where we go, and march there!"  She exclaimed with the most serious, yet drunken look on her face.