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

Aamra couldn't help but be taken aback by the coldness that the Captain showed the stowaway. Granted she hadn't exactly given the girl a warm reception either, but it was especially out of the character for the normally roguish Chase to act the way he was. Indeed, she was so taken aback by this action that she even forgot to lay into the bomb-happy hooligan Devronian when he managed to show up to give his opinion, again oddly out of character for him.

[color=f9ad81]"Not usually the one to say this, but I don't think we need to be locking up children in our brig. What harm could she possibly do? Let her wander around with the murder bots keeping an eye on her at the very least, Cap'n."[/color]

[color=blue]"I must have missed the news that you became the new Captain."[/color] Chase responded with surprisingly bitter sarcasm. [color=blue]"But you're right. What harm could this girl do? The girl that was held inside a fake cargo crate that we took from the galaxy's most notorious pirate race that almost went extinct trying to get her back. Oh, I bet she's exhausted from her long day. Let's get her a warm meal, some fresh clean clothes and a soft bed. It's not like Anderson will be using that shit anymore."[/color]

[color=0076a3]"Captain!"[/color] Aamra announced firmly, forcing the Captain to snap his gaze to her for a moment as she stared back. Aamra had a certain knack for saying everything that needed to be said with a stern look, a trait that had helped her well on her way to becoming a proper officer, and it was helpful in intimidating the sense back into someone. It seemed to work on the Captain, his demeanor softening as he looked over at the girl. Sounding much more like the leader Aamra was familiar with, Chase gave the order to have the doctors look the girl over as he walked alongside her, presumably in the direction of the medical bay. Taking a moment of silence, she was reminded of a certain annoyance she had to deal with when Rev's voice sounded over the Captain's communicator.

[color=f9ad81]"Raymond, I've updated the manifest. You might want to take a look at it before we reach our next destination. I'm willing to take on the LoadMaster's responsibilities for now until we find a replacement."[/color]

[color=0076a3]"Good, I will take a look at it during the next inventory sweep in...twenty two minutes and five seconds,"[/color] Aamra interjected, confirming the schedule on her timepiece. [color=0076a3]"Then we can discuss your high-explosive antics earlier while you assist with the sweep,"[/color] Aamra finished off, her dangerous tone hinting at the legendary riot act she intended to read to the demolitions expert. Clicking off the comms, she turned to the captain and the girl, pondering how sad she seemed to be. Did she know what the Captain was feeling? The stowaway did seem to have some degree of mental powers, so it wasn't an impossibility. Still, Dev was right, she wasn't dangerous, at least not yet. The squad could easily keep tabs on her once they were finished clearing out any unwanted guests.

[color=0076a3]"Captain, I am aware that there is an incoming message from Admiral V'Sul,"[/color] Aamra said both delicately and sympathetically. [color=0076a3]"I am authorized to receive communications, if you are...otherwise occupied."[/color]