Writing up the mission parameters in a personal doc, Lucile's eyes shifted around the table as the attendants spoke and did their best to even edit in dispositions for the sake of judging success. This last bit was quickly abandoned from how difficult it was to feel out the crowd. Wren had pulled themselves back awake just in time to even hear what was going on, having had little input. It was probably better that way as Luci reflected, not entirely sure what the concrete course of action would be regardless of what the captain eventually decided on.
Asking questions seemed the best way to approach meeting, and after having the same questions asked in different ways, words finally escaped Marty who decided to contribute to his own meeting.

With Nexus and Garbo warring over repurposing bits of the ship for other purposes, Luci was glad they were shut down. While either idea had [i]some[/i] level of value, editing and deleting bits during the needless exchanges was becoming as close to a headache as she was willing to deal with. Hazing out most of what both of them said (assorted insults included) in favor of the captain's long-winded faff about jobs which required Luci to strike out the possibility of giving the hostage-takers the broadsides, the first layer of simple content came in the way of new voices.

[color=a187be]"Oh good, zehr [i]iz[/i] a plan"[/color] Luci chirped in response to the projection, accompanied with a small laugh, making a motion of rubbing their temples for dramatic effect. In spite of the readings on Masha's watch, she had very definitely volunteered in spite of being in the belly of the beast. It was an admirable offer, and she certainly wouldn't be going alone. If everything went according to plan, important people might not even get hurt.
With that thought, Luci updated their roster of 'important people' to include Masha, just to be safe. No sense leaving her in a category that wouldn't stop aim assists from putting a bullet through her to shoot a target behind her. 

Resting one arm on the table, Luci left the other one perched on the elbow to casually raise a hand. [color=a187be]"In zee event zeht Miss Novak and Sir Rolands are allowed onto zeh ship, I vould request chaperoning as zeir bodyguard...unless you vould rahzer I secure zee hostages?"[/color] Luci suggested, breaking their own protocol of offering said suggestions to suggest such a suggestion. The act of adding the new girl to the 'try really hard not to kill' list plucked a chord of sympathy, feeling they may as well commit. Well, that and stalking halls of an alien ship and discreetly extracting hostages was a bit much to ask from the white and red hardsuit...unless...

The way Nexus had so simply spoken of jerry-rigging the ion...cannon? Hazed out, irrelevant, still! A dampening or stealth grid would certainly be of use, however temporary it could be used with the suit's batteries to consider, at the cost of parts...
And then the idea came crashing down the moment Luci considered asking Garbo to assist Nexus with material acquisition, likely at the cost of his drone parts. Briefly, Luci considered the possibility that yelling at the two would evoke some level of cooperation, but it seemed like a needless step where simply lying to either of them could just as easily get the job done.

Of course, regardless of how the modifications were carried out, it heavily relied on her role in the mission since there was no way she could be in two places at once. Certainly, The Condor's staff had willing 'explorers' to fill any gap she couldn't. In the momentum of plot, Luci had forgotten they weren't a one-man-army...the same mistake that landed them in the synthetic body to begin with.

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