Loud shouting could be heard in the barracks with Nalryn yelling at [i]someone[/i] who had replied with honesty, that [i]someone[/i] stating that the ship was to leave within the hour and that there was no way to file papers for transfer at the moment even if they could, much to his misfortune Nalryn decided that he was factually incorrect with full confidence (and anger) shouting back that "This is a screwed up joke" and that she "Will never cooperate with any System's Alliance personnel, even if the Reapers invaded at this very moment." which sounded racially motivated, given she was shouting at a human.


A calm and experienced individual who wore a military uniform and by the looks of it, had experienced quite some time in the military assured her that all will be figured out within the following hours, and that her emotional outburst was unneeded and childish, that she should calm down, and then him and the yelled-at fellow both walked away, likely off to professional and important business. Meanwhile, Nalryn loudly groaned and- in both a cartoonish but violent manner -slammed her head into a nearby metal wall. A 'thunk' could be heard as her face plates impacted the wall, before her head receded from the place of impact and covered in shadow, which was slowly removed from the lights above.

She seemed unharmed! And calmer, eyes closed and soon pausing in her movement, standing up straight and loudly breathing in, before slowly breathing out. She did this a couple of times before opening her eyes again, hunched over and arms hanging low, seeming both exhausted and defeated. "Why do I even bother..." She sighed, walking until her legs brought her to a window showing the [i]SSV Minotaur[/i] and staring at it with enough sadness to make a Elcor frown! Nothing could change her fate in the slightest, which made her even sadder.