[hr][center][color=yellow][h1]Yazmin Cormick[/h1][/color][/center][hr]
As the crew boarded the Artemis, Yazmin honestly didn't feel any safer than she had in their previous living arrangements. If the others felt any kind of familiarity towards the vessel, Yazmin couldn't relate. In fact, she was more familiar and secure with the abandoned palace that they'd been imprisoned in. While yes, they'd only spent about two weeks in the alien building, as opposed to the numerous years they'd slept aboard the Artemis, Yazmin had been longer coherent in the palace. 

As they entered the ship, Yazmin, saw their friends Echo and Benji. She enthusiastically hugged all three of them, but quick enough that they wouldn't notice the slight dampness still in her clothes after her incident with the bathtub. Her fears were momentarily satiated when she saw that her friends were all okay.

She stood against the wall as the crew exchanged conversation. When Echo noted that they also had no idea what led to their return to the ship, Yazmin only felt more unsure of their future. She let out a small laugh to herself, almost in spite of her reservations. [color=yellow]"What, are they gonna let us go and hunt us down for sport?"[/color]

[color=yellow]"I mean - what on earth- or in space are we supposed to do here? If we could fight back, get our hands on weapons, or [i]something[/i]?!"[/color] As she noted weapons, she looked directly at Benji, trying to prompt him to come clean to the others about the ship's armory. [color=yellow]"I- I don't know, I just- I don't want to sit here and wait. I- I'm... I'm scared. I'm really scared."[/color]