Beatrix had been sitting at her desk reading when the voice rang out over the intercom. She had been awake for precisely 4 hours and 32min so she was of course fully dressed and ready.  Sleeping had been one of the things she struggled with most on the ship. Since they traveled over very wide spaces the suns changed constantly, sometimes there was no sun, so she timed her sleep. Every 24 hours her watch would remind her a day had passed and every  day at the exact time she would go to sleep for exactly 7 hours, the exact amount proven beneficial to humans. On a ship that the crew was primarily human, she just did not understand why everyone was not doing it. But no, just like Charlie they just slept when they felt like it, like animals! It had caused havoc on her very carefully planned out schedule when there was suddenly an emergency and she was needed.  Charlie had given her quite the talking to last time she complained when she was needed during scheduled sleep.<br/><br/>She marked her book<i>"the human throat and vocal cords"  </i>when Var'meh_ Bla-ha voice alerted them over the intercom, not that she could properly say her name of course. That was the reason for her choice of reading material, she hated it if she wanted to do something and could not master it, even if she had assured her she had come the closest a human had and she really did not mind. She was important to Charlie so she owed her that much right?<br/><br/>A loud thud made her jump as the pilot banged on her door. Really?! With an indignant huff she stood, stored her book then made her way over to the bridge. She walked briskly but did not run, she never ran and unless her life literally depended on it she would never.<br/><br/>Charlie cough up Beatriz in the hall, still pulling the top over hear head. Beatrix frowned at her. "That is very inappropriate Charlie. What if Chef Pierre had come down here?" "Then he would have gotten an eye full of tits, what's your point?" "My point is it is not proper"<br/><br/>Charlie chuckled throwing her arm over her sister even though she knew it made her very uncomfortable to be touched. "Relax Bea, who knows we may have some action on our hands soon." "I hope not. And I wil ask you again to stop with nicknames, it is childish" Exacly why she hates calling her sisters' partner 'Val'.<br/><br/>The two sisters entered the room at the same time, Charlie smiled and immediately went over to the T- pilot, taking her place next to her.<br/><br/>Beatrix took her seat next to the pilot, one of the only crew members that was not completely irritating. Pulling up images to start calculating possible routes, simply nodding her greeting to the pilot.