[center][color=f9ad81][h1] Gol Zhavromi[/h1][/color] [img]http://static.tumblr.com/00a1881b049ab39442a4370e3148a5c4/zbxkwu6/Tmtn76pfv/tumblr_static_4n7wjz3rn8u880s8s8gs8skoc.gif[/img] [hr] Medbay [hr] [/center] Whenever Gol gets to visit the medbay, there could only be two things as to why that she got injured at work or that she got herself into a fist fight with some drunkass at the cantina. Getting run over by a hovercraft was an entirely new experience though, so was running away from a fight. Her teeth gritted at the thought of that smug driver's blue face, both her fist unbearably itched to pound those pretty teeth of his off of him. Gol sat there as she let Nali do his medical magic, indeed there's no worst injury that the echani doc could'nt heal, as Gol herself realized by the many times she frequently ends up here. A sting of pain ran through her left injured leg while the good doctor was in the midst of his doctoring. [color=f9ad81]" Dammit Nali!"[/color] she said, disgruntled [color=f9ad81]"Watch what your doing will you?"[/color] Gol felt great discomfort at her injury but she knew Nali was doing everything to help and once again she compulsively unleashed her inner dickishness on someone who doesn't deserve it. She felt sorry, and only to let it show in her face rather than directly saying it as she turned her gaze away from him. Gol broke the momentary silence after that,[color=f9ad81] "So."[/color] Trying to ease the tension, and though she was not really the best at cracking jokes, that's pretty much Matt's department. She tries still, feeling this one desperately calls for it. [color=f9ad81]"Am I gonna make it? If not, then tell everyone I want my body be carried on a X wing and fly me through the galaxies." [/color] she said in a deadpan expression. [hr] [center][h1][color=004b80]Marcel Severion[/color][/h1] [img]http://104.236.196.111/imdb/media/contenido/sen6.gif[/img] [hr] The Vindicator [/center] [hr] The Vindicator's surveillance where monitors show every possible corner of the ship is where Agent Severion usually frequents to do the most part of his job. A handful of the crew technicians operate them, which whom Marcel would receive certain reports on any suspicious happenings on the ship. On another adjacent isle, is where they facilitate the ship's security features. Part of being in the internal affairs was having a high level security authorization, whatever it takes to get the job done most effectively, and his job does a lot of lowkey snooping for any suspicious activities within the ship. Gazing from one monitor to another Marcel stood as he observed the usual happenings onboard the Vindicator, his eyes glued to one person in particular. Recently there have been reports of two crewmen having suspicious meetings on the ship's cargo holds , one of suspects, a junior crewman had been regularly dropping by the same location, and then followed by another crewmember all of these meetings occuring in the most questionable hours. It will be no surprise if these private meetings could be a brewing treason, after what he had witnessed in the past he knows what these rebels are capable of. If they are able to go as far as slipping inside the Empire, he admits that it's quite an impressive feat. Marcel signaled two of the men as they are headed immedietly to the cargo holds. The armed men complied, walking with the Agent as they ready to take on whatever is on the other side of that room. Pausing by the blast doors, the men waited for the agent's signal before they barged in, Marcel drew a bemused look at the suspect, pants down and was over his topless lover, their faces distorted in fear. The agent could do nothing but shook his head in disappointment as the two scurried to put their clothes back on, both of them may not even be older than 20 or so. With what's happening in the Empire right now, it's just a great idea to let loose and get crazy before taking a blaster to the head that could likely happen one of these days. It wasnt that long that he himself was once young and stupid and in love, he couldnt exactly blame them for this, but as such things can only lead to destruction topped with an ugly blotch on their permanent records as it's what he intends to do right now. [color=004b80]"Take them to interrogation. I'll personally send my reports here to the commodore."[/color] He left the room and over to the the bridge. On the way he got pass Jaina who was dangling on the rails by the corridor then to Kordath and Kayla whom he greeted with a nod. He then turned to the commodore, his stoic demeanor slightly lightened, as he always does when he's around her. [color=004b80]"Our suspected treason case proved to be nothing but a steamy randevous between two junior crew members. If you ask me I'd arrest whoever screens these soldiers for subterfuge." [/color]Marcel just then caught a glimpse of a man, dangling by the edge of the bridge. Sighing deeply, he then turned back to the captain. [color=004b80]" You see my point?"[/color]