[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#ff99ff]Jaina Sarbye[/color][/h1][img]http://66.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m8t494OPl11rux72so1_500.gif[/img][hr]Location: The Chapel ---> Roaming the Corridors; The Vindicator[/center][hr][hr]Jaina tumbled gracefully to the ground, snatching up the lollipop. She tapped him on the head with her blaster as acknowledgement of his bow, before placing it away. Unwrapping the lollipop, she stuck it in her house. Strawberry flavor--so simple, but so delicious! 

She chuckled a bit, and shrugged. [color=ff99ff]"Not my fault if they got in the way!"[/color] Jaina exclaimed. She didn't see the issue when it came to cartwheeling over people as she went. Walking places was always just so [i]boring.[/i] Life was supposed to be vibrant and exciting! It was part of the reason she was so skilled at acrobatics--it was all she practically did when it came to traveling. It didn't matter what the mission was, she enjoyed to [i]fly[/i] across surfaces like a member of the circus. In hindsight, it may have been a better place for her than aboard the Vindicator. 

However, she hesitated slightly, recalling the exact words over the intercom. [i]Dr. Bonwoo.[/i] Morgbra had assured her on several occasions that he wasn't a doctor. Comprehension dawned on her face, and she laughed a bit. [color=ff99ff]"That's a great joke you're playing on them! Acting like you're a doctor!"[/color]

Jaina didn't intend to follow him to the infirmary, however. She [i]despised[/i] that place. Everyone in there wanted to rob her of her happiness, something she'd allow no one to do. And if Morgbra wanted to play a silly prank on them, she wouldn't help him out with this one. She'd find something else to go off and do. Giving Morgbra a tight hug, Jaina waved as she turned around and left the Chapel, running into the halls of the Vindicator, heading in no direction in particular.

Maybe, if she was lucky, she'd run into the Commodore! 
[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#00ff99]Sutton Corandel[/color][/h1][img]http://66.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m9ysx518M51rri1z1.gif[/img][hr]Location: The Main Hold; The Raven [/center][hr][hr]Sutton nodded, attempting her best not to roll her eyes. She'd never known the Senator to be particularly too helpful when it came to ship repairs, but of course, she couldn't help but be biased. Politicians irritated and vexed Sutton to no end. She understood the need for them, but at the same time, she didn't want to interact with them. They were the lesser evil--an evil she had no desire to acknowledge. 

[color=00ff99]"We'll be fine,"[/color] Sutton reassured the Senator. [color=00ff99]"Like I said, these repairs shouldn't take too long, and a path has already been plotted."[/color]

Her eyes flickered over to Stehrr, hoping that the big baby would start whining about one thing or another. Otherwise, the tense air of the room might have choked her. Smiling weakly at the two of them, Sutton twirled her knife in her hands, one of her habits that never seemed to go away. To those who hadn't spent much time with her, it was intimidating. To those who knew her, it was a constant bet as to when she'd finally lop off her thumb by accident. 

She shifted awkwardly, listening to see if any further sounds of distress echoed in from the engine room. She wouldn't have been all too surprised if Luke decided to kick at the hyperdrive to get it to work, rather than simply get the parts they needed. But at any rate, if it was so far gone they'd need to get new pieces, she wouldn't mind a chance to get off ship and stretch her legs. Of course, as the Captain knew very well, Sutton going off ship to stretch her legs usually ended up lasting a good seven hours, and ended with her having some sort of adventure and brush with death. 

[color=00ff99]"Is there anything you two need?"[/color] Sutton asked.