Neymi kept quiet during the second round of questions, too occupied with keeping the thoughts of others out of hers. Usually is was far easier to keep the whispering in her skull in check, but their powerful libidos and singular line of thinking made it much harder for the Goz/Human hybrid, and the mental strain was starting to show on Neymi's face. Her ears kept pointing back and weren't as mobile and responsive as before. Distracted as she was, her senses were still superior to those of normal humans, and she easily caught the soft blush on Kimmi's cheeks while making the ammo trade with Darion. Neymi smirked. How cute, someone already had a crush.<br/><br/>The engineer nodded solemnly at Commander Klaxx's answers. "<span style="color: blue">I can pre-program the Exarch computers to target the Chiton's engines in any case."</span>She made a face when the Zax described the ship's self-destruct parameters. Obviously disliking the measures put in place to keep them in check, and privately deciding to look for ways to circumvent the security.<span style="color: blue">"Could not zend zomeone to keep eye on us? Less likely to kick back into faces." </span>She tapped into the data slot when it was offered, connecting her wristbound computer to the Zax's database. Instead of simply downloading the ship's schematics, she grabbed everything she could get. Cross-refencering for redundancy so she wouldn't download anything that was already on her personal computer.<br/><br/>When K'esara blundered into the sideroom, Neymi instantly got on edge. Her fur standing up and her ears raised. She returned the Goz's gaze, baring her teeth and softly growing. Showing there was no way in hell she considered the other Goz as anything more than a rival. The tension she felt as plain as day for everyone around her, and 'catfight' might certainly be a thought that come could to mind. At least if "sexy kittens" didn't get there first, which earned Darion an angry glare from the already agitated hybrid. She flicked her tail indignantly, huffing hard enough for her chest to slightly bounce.<i>Was he stripping her in his mind? The cad! </i>Her brief anger at Darion was enough to distract Neymi from her territorial strife with K'esara, though she disliked the way she looked at the others.<br/><br/><span style="color: blue">"What?"</span>Her indignation was no longer quiet when commander Klaxx handed command of the mission to Darion. She pushed herself up out of her seat and hissed displeased at the Zax, quietly convinced she was a far better candidate to be in charge of the mission. With a twitch of her ears, Neymi composed herself.<span style="color: blue">"Commander Klaxx. I am a freelancer, this means I will not mindlessly obey the orders of this <i>man</i> zimply because you zaid so.</span>" She hadn't quite forgotten the contents of the human's thoughts yet.<span style="color: blue">"If I deem what he zays wise, then I might be inclined to listen. If not, he and you either find a way to deal with it or do this thing without me."</span>She snarled out the last line, emphasizing the fact she was willing to turn over this mission for that.<span style="color: blue">"I am not one of your mindless little army drones. If you can live with that, then I have a list of zupplies for your quartermaster to get."</span><br/><br/>She flicked her tail, her fur smoothing out again as she instantly calmed down. Tapping a few buttons on her wrist computer, she copied the list to an external data stick and placed it on the table. The list was mainly just parts, but also mentioned several weapon firing mechanisms and chambers, likely for the woman's sentries.<span style="color: blue">"Dock the cost of my wage if you have to."</span>Slipping past the Camarian, Neymi got out of her seat.<span style="color: blue">"I have a few errands of my own to attend to, but zhould be at the ship in ten minutes." </span>She let her gaze glide over everyone present, looking at each in turn. Her slitted eyes resting a little longer on Trixie, Darion and Toi before she looked towards the other Goz with a flick of her ears. She growled softly at K'esara again before she turned and left. Making straight for the bar's exit.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>