[center][h1][color=Firebrick]Q-T Brackman[/color][/h1][/center]

If Q-T had had nerves they would have been wracked by the fight, despite having not actually been involved. Actually because she had not been involved. The soft humans were out there, fighting for their lives, while she, the armored AI, was stuck in a box with nothing but the muffled sounds of violence. Well that and the commentary of her colleagues (who had taken a seat on the box inorder to stop her escaping from it).

Neisly’s agitation about not being allowed to just shoot these fools did little to sooth her concerns, and though Riley remained calm and the voice of reason, the bot had know her for long enough to know when the woman was suppressing her own fear or concern in the name of putting on a brave face and being the calm and commanding voice of reason in a crisis situation.

Still, in the end, all the bot’s concerns were for naught as the guards did their job marvelously, stepping in to cleanly and efficiently take care of the thugs, a life on a relatively conflict free explorer vessel having not dulled their skills one bit it seemed.

Catherine’s own contribution could hardly be described as clean, but you couldn’t argue with its efficiency. 

Finally the local guards showed up to do their jobs after the incident was resolved, and then proceeded to request the presence of the adventurers, to, as it turned out, deal with another one of their messes. The two human astronauts took over box carrying duty form their captain, it would hardly be dignified for their boss to be hauling stuff about when meeting an official of the city after all. So instead it was they who got the odd looks as they to me to you’d the Q-T containing crate all the way into the mayotal office, and then proceeded to use it as a chair while he explained the situation.

Drawing inspiration from Garret’s guards they set up a comlink with Q-T so that she could better hear what was going on, and they could quietly converse with her without the bot giving away her existence.

[color=Firebrick]”A dark lord? Really?”[/color] Q-T whispered into their ears via the pair of earring stud looking coms units the pair had

“Eh I mean, they’ve already got dragons, elves, magic and stuff, so a card carrying big bad evil guy is sorta expected at this point right?” Neisly pointed out in a pretty attached manner that Riley did not agree with.

“Please focus on the fact that we and the ship are in danger rather than the tropes of the situation” she said to which Neisly retorted “Please, I’m sure Garret and the girls can handle a few goblins or whatever other fantasy minions this guy’s sent to look around”

Q-T wasn't so sure things would be fine. She was also going stir crazy in her box, but there’d be no leaving that any time soon, as someone had finally had the guts and brains to tell the captain no and to have her sit out of the danger this time. Instead she was being functionally put under house arrest while the situation was handled, which left them in pretty much the same situation, the pair of noncombatant ladies picking up the Q-T cube and hauling along to whatever room the captain was being grounded in.