[h1][center][color=tomato]Krista Reynolds[/color][/center][/h1]

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Krista had scarcely put her own hand down from returning the Captain's salute when the Sargent entered. Krista snapped to attention, her relief at seeing them alive tempered by the phantom burning her arms from the last time she didn't show her proper deference. Still, she was at the back of the group and seemingly unnoticed by the rest of the group, which suited her just fine.

She stayed in the back as they were shown the containment area, moving forward enough only to get a good look at the first screen. The creature just radiated unease, even through the screen. The idea that it was so close by unnerved her, and she found herself glancing between the screens and the sphere, half expecting it to try punching its way out like a comic book monster. Her gaze lingered its cell as the rest turned to the other. Like before, she couldn't help but feel a bit of a stranger to the proceedings. 

She was one of the first to leave, having no business with the cadet she'd never met. However she made a point of approaching Elise, and saying [color=tomato] "I'm glad to see you made it in one piece, Sargent." [/color] She kicked herself and quickly added [color=tomato] "Or made it out alive, I mean."[/color]