[hr][center][h2][color=0076a3]Commander Aamra Tulez[/color][/h2][/center][hr]

[color=0076a3]"Right, now that this is settled, back to the matter of the pirates,"[/color] Commander Tulez said, reverting to her usual matter-of-fact tone before turning away from the stowaway to talk quietly with the crystalline doctor.

[color=0076a3]"Have you ever seen something like this before?"[/color] Tulez whispered seriously. [color=0076a3]"I certainly have not, outside of some old texts from the monastery."[/color] She waited for the doctor to make her observation before coming to a decision again. [color=0076a3]"I do not enjoy the idea of someone who can exhibit that kind of ability on this ship. Do you think you can prepare a sedative in case she tries something-"[/color]

*THOOOOOM*

Already on guard because of the psychic prodding, Tulez was able to better deal with the shockwave slamming into the Monroe, protectively grabbing the nearest solid object and bracing herself as the wave subsided. Letting out her held breath in a low hiss, she glared at the wall of the docking bay, where the explosion most likely came from.

[color=0076a3]"Arx..."[/color] Tulez growled, her voice practically dripping with disdain. [color=0076a3]"By the Seas when I get by hands on that bomb-lobbing ingrate..."[/color] It was then that the lights came on and Tulez realized that the solid object she grabbed onto protectively was in fact Doctor Driani. Tulez quickly let go of the doctor, her luminescent markings flashing red as she bashfully apologized before rounding, once again, on the stowaway.

[color=0076a3]"Right...it is about time you come with me,"[/color] Tulez ordered indignantly, taking her firmly but non-violently by the arm. [color=0076a3]"It's time we introduce you to the Captain..."[/color]