[hr][hr][center][h1][color=royalblue]Corrina Sorovia[/color][/h1][img]http://66.media.tumblr.com/917b6e6679d1f21733d48f672e5172b6/tumblr_inline_mlqkh7XrO51qz4rgp.gif[/img][hr]Location: The Raven, Main Hold[/center][hr]

Corrina sat tight as Kayala spoke, piecing together what she understood in an attempt to being the groundwork of a game plan. It was not as easy as she would have preferred, what with the noise on the Raven, but such was the way of life on the ship. She had become accustomed to working in noisy environments, and in a way, Corrina almost appreciated it. It reminded her of the camaraderie of being young and part of a crew. [color=royalblue]"I see. Much the same as my experience with the Hutts on Nar Shaddaa, then,"[/color] Corrina mused, crossing her arms and folding her legs. [color=royalblue]"I'm sure the captain will give the crew a proper briefing on the mission sooner or later. Should he still be the captain by the time we arrive to Tatooine, that is." Corrina smirked, turning her head as Stehrr marched in grumpily. [color=royalblue]"What did you give Stehrr, by the way? I can't figure out if he's upset or overjoyed."[/color]

Before Kayala could give a proper response, Sutton joined the group in the main hold. Corrina smiled warmly at the girl; Sutton may be shifty and more of an unknown than Corrina would like, but it's not like she was about to confront Sutton without some harder evidence. [color=royalblue]"I'm as ready as I can be. It will be better when the crew gets to sit down as a whole and discuss our mission in greater detail, but that will come in due time. For now, we should tend to the problems with the ship. If I can assist at all, please, let me know,"[/color] Corrina nodded at Sutton graciously. The crew typically liked to handle problems without involving Corrina, but she always placed the offer on the table. At the very least, Corrina would be good at holding hydrospanners or... whatever tools people used to fix starships, while the crew figured it out. 

[hr][hr][center][h1][color=red]Shira Jen[/color][/h1][img]http://31.media.tumblr.com/5d209cba596209a69085dbbf54b952f5/tumblr_mvjvha36QK1qzaxfso6_250.gif[/img][hr]Location: The Vindicator, Bridge[/center][hr]

[color=red]"Ohmygodohmygodohmygodohmygod"[/color] was about all Shira could manage to get out of her mouth as Jaina pulled her in for a hug. By the time she recovered from such a traumatizing moment, Jaina had run off, hopefully to terrorize the complete opposite side of the ship. That headache she had desperately been trying to avoid had developed, anyways, so all hope was lost. Shira held her head in her hands, grateful that Morgbra had managed to pull Jaina away from the bridge, but resentful that he had come to the rescue far too late. Shira walked to the controls, hoping to purge any traces of Jaina's music from the system.

"Hey, uh... you should probably get out of there. Commodore's coming quick," one of the men stationed on the bridge called out. Shira almost felt sorry for the guy, but then Shira never actually felt sorry for anyone. She hurried from the controls, making her own way off the bridge.

She passed through the door just as the Commodore rounded the final corner into view. Shira gave a dramatic bow as a welcome. [color=red]"Your kingdom is largely as you left it, Commodore Cartchri. Jaina continues to ravage the ship, Morgbra continues to be the only one able to stop her when you're gone, and I have a headache. [i]Please[/i] tell me you've got good news, ma'am, like, maybe I get to blow some stuff up with the proton torpedoes today,"[/color] Shira said as she rose from her bow.