Samanthia
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Murr and her partner continued on their rounds through the ship once the maintenance panel was given the all clear and secured by the tech. It was typical moving through the rest of the patrol, with minor infractions that were dealt with on the spot due to the rest of the crew bringing the ship alive again.
Cargo Hold
Rounding corner and entering the Cargo Hold, Murr gave Alpin a discrete wave, seeing his brother busy with the Alien. From the physique seen, it was female. Similar to a Yamataian Cat-girl Soldier or ship crewpersons. She looked up at Qaktoro that was with her. He looked down at her and shrugged. She was wearing WAP uniform and had the ship patches.
Murr quickly checked her meeting notes. She nodded as this was one of the Aliens that Security Chief gave at the briefing. It was time to get the stragglers moving in the right direction. The lounge was designed for such meetings not the Cargo Hold as crew around them were finishing up getting cargo stored.
~~Time to get scary~~ Murr thought to herself as she and her partner approached Yanga, Alpin and Toha. Murr glared at the Brothers and Toha as she came into their view. She puffed herself up, making herself look bigger than she was.
She waved at them to get them moving out of the Cargo Hold. It was weird when she felt hostile towards the Alien Female. An outsider joining the exclusive club of Pokus and all that was Sacred, on board her ship?!
Murr glared at the Alien Female, sizing her up. She still made the 'move along' motions with arm and paw, while the other dropped to her service baton. She felt the Qaktoro big paw on her shoulder with a whispered, "Chill out Sar Whisk. Give her a chance, just like the Tin'toa and the rest of the crew did with you."
Murr came to a complete stop as she realized that her partner was right. She had been given the benefit of the doubt many a times to get this far instead of being turned down and sent home with her tail tucked in.
Murr and her partner continued on their rounds through the ship once the maintenance panel was given the all clear and secured by the tech. It was typical moving through the rest of the patrol, with minor infractions that were dealt with on the spot due to the rest of the crew bringing the ship alive again.
Cargo Hold
Rounding corner and entering the Cargo Hold, Murr gave Alpin a discrete wave, seeing his brother busy with the Alien. From the physique seen, it was female. Similar to a Yamataian Cat-girl Soldier or ship crewpersons. She looked up at Qaktoro that was with her. He looked down at her and shrugged. She was wearing WAP uniform and had the ship patches.
Murr quickly checked her meeting notes. She nodded as this was one of the Aliens that Security Chief gave at the briefing. It was time to get the stragglers moving in the right direction. The lounge was designed for such meetings not the Cargo Hold as crew around them were finishing up getting cargo stored.
~~Time to get scary~~ Murr thought to herself as she and her partner approached Yanga, Alpin and Toha. Murr glared at the Brothers and Toha as she came into their view. She puffed herself up, making herself look bigger than she was.
She waved at them to get them moving out of the Cargo Hold. It was weird when she felt hostile towards the Alien Female. An outsider joining the exclusive club of Pokus and all that was Sacred, on board her ship?!
Murr glared at the Alien Female, sizing her up. She still made the 'move along' motions with arm and paw, while the other dropped to her service baton. She felt the Qaktoro big paw on her shoulder with a whispered, "Chill out Sar Whisk. Give her a chance, just like the Tin'toa and the rest of the crew did with you."
Murr came to a complete stop as she realized that her partner was right. She had been given the benefit of the doubt many a times to get this far instead of being turned down and sent home with her tail tucked in.