[color=violet]"Yes, well, we can modify it if needed.  The reason we run two is because we believe it removes the strain on the pilot if one is the real pilot and the second takes care of many of the other things.  I can run diagnostics and other such things from here.  Besides, is it not easier to work when you don't have to worry about the silly numbers of energy capacity and redirection of said energy? In a dangerous situation two minds are better than one."[/color]  Cherche just wanted to make her point across.  Then she stood up and removed her two pistols.  [color=violet]"And I'm a little extra security detail just in case."[/color]  She added with a smile, replacing her weapons.  

She took a seat again and began to look up diagnostics on the ship, to ensure everything was fine.  She'd have to redirect some power.  The engine was a prototype of a slightly more advanced one more suited to long distance travel and escaping atmospheres.  [color=violet]"Luckily, this ship was built to escape atmospheres and enter.  We just need to remember to have shields up when we drop into a planet.  We don't want to burn up on entry."[/color]  It was mostly musing to herself, though there was a bit she wanted Erka to understand.

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[color=teal]"Malia Russil.  Understood."[/color] Harisa looked fairly guilty. Felt it too.  [color=teal]"As an apology, let me take you to the crew quarters. Ahh, not about the you being cute part but the grabbing your fluffy fluff.  I have a bit of a self-control issue sometimes. Makes me wonder why I got recruited into the military sometimes."[/color]  She made her way past the moth cutie but then they were stopped by an elf.  The last bit of the crew involved it seemed.  She listened to the man.  Hell, that name sounded so fake. "Heartcheer".  So odd.  

[color=teal]"Wonderful... Umm, my name is Harisa Yamada.  Engineering in charge of ship repairs among other things."[/color] She informed the man.  She then looked to the moth.  [color=teal]"Thinking about it now though. I believe I heard from someone who doesn't shut up that your subspecies has no real sexually dimorphic features. Does that make you male or female, if I may ask."[/color]  She tried to be polite now.

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[color=green]"Not allowed?"[/color] How annoying.  Military protocol seemed annoying. Good thing she came on as a civilian contract. [color=green]"Well, at least you can get away with your beloved soda. I'll have to remember to keep those stocked for you."[/color] She teased.  Then she relaxed a bit.  [color=green]"Little anxious about this whole leaving Terra ordeal.  Can't say I've really left for the unknown fringes of space before."[/color] She gave a small uncomfortable giggle before moving closer to the captain.  [color=green]"I'll show you something fun though.  I've had some cybernetics spliced into my nerves.  I got a couple of tools I can use like this."[/color] 

She pulled up her jacket to her elbow.  Dead center on the top side of her forearm showed a circular disk shape with a small divot in the center.  There seemed to be small lights going up her arm too.  Some extended to her fingers as well.  [color=green]"Now prototype material I decided to test on myself.  Works for the most part, though the odd electrical shock with cause my entire arm to spaz out for a couple of seconds."[/color]  She allowed the captain to mess with her arm if she wanted a better look at the tech, but would pull away if she didn't seem interested.