"I should point out that she is a he. Voice and programming." She cast her arms around indicating at the group. "This unit doesn't fit into any standardisation, nor does it equipment." Beskad walked over basically confirming her previous statement. "Besk, meet my new buddy. New Buddy meet Besk." She slapped him on the arm, somewhat playfully. "He's always so serious, forgets that not [i]everything[/i] is about fighting and bloodshed." Her face adpted a wishful look. "When what we're fighting for is going to be so much more..."

She laughed. "Anyway if you drop by the medbay at some point I am usually there, I tend to sleep on a spare bed rather than in my quarters. It's just down the hall, can't miss it. Just follow the screams of pain, the crying and the smell of blood and filth." She gave him a smirk. "Also don't worry about the Vets, they're as close as family-" she turned to Beskad "Aren't you Uncle Besky?" She laughed. "Anyway they've been through a lot together, and the best way to deal with that is making light off it. If you stick around, mingle. Prove your worth you'll be part of the family in no time and if it comes to it there's always something you can do around here." She turned and walked away, turning again to face him as she walked backwards, extending her arms shouting slightly. "And welcome aboard the [i]Intruder[/i], finest ship in the Navy!" There were a couple of laughs at that as she walked away.

She stopped beside the Sarge. "How's the latest scar looking?"