Re: [Mission 19.3]
Wardroom
Thankful for the interruption, Sienna craned her neck to look over at Hanako as she addressed the room. She didn't feel like telling any such "stories" to Natsumi at the time. While she was pleasantly amused at the Neko's forward attempts to get to know her, the conversation had dug deep enough.
She listened to her briefing about an artificial world, which she found intriguing. That could mean a number of things, but none of them were anything short of a godlike accomplishment from a design and construction standpoint. She had to suppress the urge to let out a low whistle at the thought of a huge machine built to orbit a star and house thousands if not millions of lifeforms.
Her eyebrows shot up when Hanako was sure to include her by name in the eligibility pool when she asked for volunteers. She couldn't deny that she was curious to see what the skipper was talking about, but it didn't change her mind. The only time she'd seen this crew's diplomatic side had ended up with bullets flying and a rather bumpy ride offworld. She wasn't so sure she was lucky enough to survive another one of those little mishaps.
As Hanako continued, Sienna's expression turned a little darker as she realized that the captain was taking a blind risk. From what little she said about this world, she didn't know the first thing about it, or whether or not the invitation she spoke of was a trap. She'd personally known of deep space operations that feigned mechanical trouble or goodwill in order to lure in unwary ships just before they disabled them and stripped them for valuables and parts. The people she'd known wouldn't have been stupid enough to mark a Star Army gunship, but there were crazier people than them in the universe. And someone with the resources and technical ingenuity to build their own homeworld probably wouldn't be too frightened of the Eucharis.
She knew such a situation was unlikely, but not impossible. Gnawing on the inside of her cheek, she crossed her legs again, turned her shoulders out towards the open area, and resumed softly thumping her closed fist on the table.