After the first group was taken care of, Sharee waited in her cabin and assigned roles to the late-arriving officers over the next hour or so. She would have been angrier about the delay if it weren't for the celebration the night before. Even she wasn't so hypocritical as to yell at someone else for drinking too much at a celebration she started. Eventually, all officer roles were assigned and they could begin familiarizing themselves with their duties. For Sharee herself, she spent most of the day supervising the other officers and seeing how well they performed. There were definite downsides to recruiting mercenaries for the crew in that not all roles had many people that knew how to perform them. Some of the crew members were having to learn entirely new skills to fulfill their duties, which meant they were going to have some growing pains over the next few weeks as everyone settled in to life at sea. Still, they had gotten farther than Sharee expected, so she couldn't complain. 

The next few days were much more calm than the first. The crew was slowly getting better, though that didn't stop Sharee from yelling and cursing at anyone who made too big of a mistake. She often drank and joked around with the crew quite often as well, but her demeanor could reverse in an instant. However, she always made sure that her attitude matched the crew's performance. If they were doing well, she would either be in a good mood, or would just go off by herself if she was in a bad mood. Despite their flaws, the crew was effective enough, and the ship was being kept in perfectly good condition. There were only a few details Sharee needed to take care of before they could go farther into Dominion waters. Namely, she needed to have all Imperial markings removed from the ship and change its name. For that, she already had something in mind. 

After about three days at sea, the ship finally made port in the city of Mistral on the island of Khenarthi's Roost early in the morning. It was a small city on a small island, but it was just large enough to be interesting. Sharee would need to speak to the docking authority soon to clear them to stay for much longer, so she was approaching the situation with all of the respectability and professionalism as one could expect from her...which of course meant she would passed out drunk and naked on the floor of her cabin, having not even made it to her bed the previous night. While Sharee was an expert assassin, a tactical genius, and a highly-trained fighter, she was far from being without flaws when it came to being a leader.