"Shit. Delta!"
Soon the entire ship seems to get colder as a woman walks into the bridge. Her costume is a mix of a spartan's and general. A feint red light is seen behind her sunglasses. She is fairly tall and then and her hair is braided to look like snakes.
"Yes sir." The woman said coldly.
"Secure the airlocks...." The C.E says bluntly.
"With...pleasure...."
Delta move swiftly to the air locks.