[center][h2][color=Yellow]Yazmin Cormick[/color][/h2][/center][hr]
Yazmin was completely in shock. Since the robot and the massive creatures had carried them aboard the ship, she hadn't made a noise. She hadn't screamed, nor protested. Even when Owen told them about Benji's fate, she just sank to the floor, laying her head against the wall. While a few tears streamed down her cheeks, she was doing her absolute best not to loose it. Who could blame her if she did break down, though. 

Before she'd gone to sleep in the Cryotank, she had just been a computer programmer. Granted, possibly one of the best in the world, but still just a programmer. She had just barely become an adult, having only turned 21 barely two months before going under the cryosleep, and now she was going to die in some science-fiction space ship. She'd survived three years as a hostage of a terrorist group, and had even survived having part of her body torn off by an explosion. She'd been the first to survive the mechanical limb procedure. She'd survived all of that, and now she was going to die. It wasn't fair!

As Tahlia was whisked away by the massive creatures, Yazmin's sense of dread only increased. She felt more tears stream down her eyes. They'd killed Benji and now they were going to kill Tahlia. Even though she returned a few minutes later, the girl looked over at Owen, feeling the verge of composure threatening to leave her. [color=yellow]"I'm only 21, Owen, I'm not ready to die."[/color] She said, simply because Owen was the closest one to her. Owen would definitely be able to see the fear in her eyes and the distress on her face.