Aiayla frowns when she hears the news that the ship is set to self destruct with such a short time span. She looked around one more time at the other recruits in the room, and reached up to rub the bridge of her nose with her left hand, sighing some.<i>Man... I got a bad feeling about this bunch...</i><br/><br/>She shakes her head and walks over to the open com port and grabs herself a copy of the data to the computer on her wrist. Any contingency plans she wanted would need to be worried about later. She taps her computer a few times to make sure that the data was all there. She turns to Darion, eyeing him up as he was the one put in command.<br/><br/>"Think you're cut out for commanding this operation?" She asks, her stare one of visible scrutiny. "I hope you're not the kind of<i>man</i>that would be distracted by a squad of..." she hesitates when she ponders over the other women in the room, "...'lovely' ladies when lives are on the line."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>