Post by Captain Zvogri on Feb 3, 2016 3:29:41 GMT
Captain Zvogri was once again taken by surprise when a voice came from the shadows, a Mirlukan this time, by the looks of him. Shingæther Zvogri turned to form a corner of the triangular conversation. He noted the dismissive tone of the man's response to his question and the inclusion of the self serving fact that he had devised the plan. 'well if this goes to crap, I guess I know who's bright idea this was now' thought the captain to himself. He noted the way the red skinned female looked at the man, years of interacting with organizations of all shorts had shown Zvogri the subtle clues that hint one in on rank. Though he was a sith he seemed to have little authority over his sith brethren.
The captain had no words for the man who departed shortly after telling him that he was just there to fly and keep his nose out of the sith's business. That was fine by him Zvogri prefered a unter lack of complications. He just wanted to be sure that was what he was dealing with, and not some terrible danger that would blow up in his face. The Kel Dor was all too familiar with unexplained problems he should have been made aware of.
The Zabrack's assurances where much more comforting to the Captain. She seemed to know what she was there to do, and quite confident in her abilities. "I appreciate you humoring and old spacer's inquiries, darth.." Mid sentance Zvogri remembered he still hadn't caught the ladies name. catching himself he went on. "er, mam. If there's anything you require let me or any of my crew know, the resources of my ship are at your disposal." With that Zvogri bowed and went to the engine access room, He wanted to check everything to make sure it was well prepared for the tricky bit of flying that may lie ahead.
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Back in the lounge Insby heard a loud thud come from the direction of the V.I.P. suite. He rose from his disinterested position plodding through the heavy scientific writing Aelor had indirectly asigned him and started for the suite.
"Eh!" Vistra chided "Sit back down boy, if they need our help they'll page us. probably the lady and that male going at it. You trying to sneak a peek you little perv?" Insby's face turned beet red as he stopped and started back to his seat.
"I.... I was just checking on them incase they were hurt!"
"Like I said if they wanted you to join them in their little game they would invite you." Vistra flashed a cheeky smile at the Advosze before closing her eyes again and laying back in her chair.
Insby tried not to imagine what Vistra had implied but the hormonal nature of his age made the exercise quite daunting. "I'm going to my room, this book is boring."
"I'm sure you'll find something more entertaining to do in there," Vistra teased. "Oh, and Insby." called the Gektl.
"What!" shouted Insby turning around just a few steps from the entrance to the crew quarters hallway.
"Do be careful what you're thinking about in there, from what I've heard powerful sith can read minds, even behind closed doors." Insby's face turned pale as he nodded his head. "But then again maybe she'll like what she reads." the boy's face turned red again and he stormed off to his room tired of being teased. Vistra allowed herself a nice laugh at the cook's expense. Feeling contented she got up from her seat and made her way to the cock-pit where she studied their progress towards the black hole and ran some more diagnostics.
The captain had no words for the man who departed shortly after telling him that he was just there to fly and keep his nose out of the sith's business. That was fine by him Zvogri prefered a unter lack of complications. He just wanted to be sure that was what he was dealing with, and not some terrible danger that would blow up in his face. The Kel Dor was all too familiar with unexplained problems he should have been made aware of.
The Zabrack's assurances where much more comforting to the Captain. She seemed to know what she was there to do, and quite confident in her abilities. "I appreciate you humoring and old spacer's inquiries, darth.." Mid sentance Zvogri remembered he still hadn't caught the ladies name. catching himself he went on. "er, mam. If there's anything you require let me or any of my crew know, the resources of my ship are at your disposal." With that Zvogri bowed and went to the engine access room, He wanted to check everything to make sure it was well prepared for the tricky bit of flying that may lie ahead.
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Back in the lounge Insby heard a loud thud come from the direction of the V.I.P. suite. He rose from his disinterested position plodding through the heavy scientific writing Aelor had indirectly asigned him and started for the suite.
"Eh!" Vistra chided "Sit back down boy, if they need our help they'll page us. probably the lady and that male going at it. You trying to sneak a peek you little perv?" Insby's face turned beet red as he stopped and started back to his seat.
"I.... I was just checking on them incase they were hurt!"
"Like I said if they wanted you to join them in their little game they would invite you." Vistra flashed a cheeky smile at the Advosze before closing her eyes again and laying back in her chair.
Insby tried not to imagine what Vistra had implied but the hormonal nature of his age made the exercise quite daunting. "I'm going to my room, this book is boring."
"I'm sure you'll find something more entertaining to do in there," Vistra teased. "Oh, and Insby." called the Gektl.
"What!" shouted Insby turning around just a few steps from the entrance to the crew quarters hallway.
"Do be careful what you're thinking about in there, from what I've heard powerful sith can read minds, even behind closed doors." Insby's face turned pale as he nodded his head. "But then again maybe she'll like what she reads." the boy's face turned red again and he stormed off to his room tired of being teased. Vistra allowed herself a nice laugh at the cook's expense. Feeling contented she got up from her seat and made her way to the cock-pit where she studied their progress towards the black hole and ran some more diagnostics.