<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;"><span style="color: #80BF00">Karra Lee Micheals</span></span></div><br/><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #80BF00">Captain Micheals</span></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;"><a class="postlink" href="http://i1343.photobucket.com/albums/o793/Galvin_Fugazi/d8d8d07d-bef1-4b12-bb9c-4a8ccbe576b0_zps6c4f5818.jpg">[ img ]</a></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: justify;">Karra shook her head at Tom. She didn't want to share her idea in front of the princess. If she was wrong then the princess could use the idea to fake. Not a very safe situation. <br/><br/>Tom began to massage Freya's neck and Karra could see how the woman's eyes drooped in relief. She stood to sit in her chair. She would have to watch Freya carefully. The woman seemed fairly vulnerable right now, but she had not been a few hours ago. <br/><br/>Just for the hell of it Karra was trying to check communications, but they were still out. She turned to Tom, <span style="color: #80BF00">"I think, to be safe, we need to keep locked up. We don't have to restrain her, but until we know what is what, she needs to be kept in one place. At least until her next attack so we can monitor her properly."</span></div>