[h2] John[/h2]

John could admit that he wasn’t thinking clearly as of late. The situation they had found themselves in was dangerous in so many varying ways. Tensions were obviously high. 

He just didn’t expect the comm officer to crack slightly. His eye brow raising as Velia composed herself at the end of her spiel. Adopting her previous tone.

[quote=@Dyelli Beybi]

"I'm not the Captain.  The Captain is dead.  I'm the Comms Officer... BUT, we need to get everyone who isn't essential to the running of the ship into cryosleep so that we don't run out of supplies.  I have no idea how long we're going to be up here before we get any more food.  It would be terribly droll if we survived getting eaten by bugs only to starve to death on the ship.  We'll also need to do a sweep for bugs onboard.  Because if they build a colony in here without us noticing until its too late, we're also all dead."
[/quote]


“Alright then… Let’s not announce we have no Captain yet right away then.” John’s mind was thinking the wheels turning. “Make an announcement for cryo on Captain’s orders; keep the bridge sealed for the Metacer threat. And we keep everything locked down till we have all the civvies on ice and the ship swept… 

He paused. A frown on his face. 

“Do we have any trigger pullers or space ape types on board? Or did they all get left behind?” 

The pilot looked around the bridge. Taking in the various ‘crew’ that had filled up the needed seats. If the rest of the ship looked like this; there was going to be a lot of double duty in this cruise.