Despite what should have been a very motivating peptalk, no one jumped up from their meal to head outside like Trix had been hoping. They'd all been trapped in this tin can they called a ship for far too long with the unknown waiting right outside their doors, while a Dryadi could be very patient compared to the shorter lived races this wasn't the case for Trixcillia whose entire motivation for coming to the remote planet had been spurred by the tedium she'd left behind. "<span style="color: #ff8000">New discoveries don't care if I'm finding them on a full stomach or an empty one!</span>" She waved her limbs wildly at Evy when her holographic image popped up behind her, arms and legs passing harmlessly through the artifical woman's body with hardly a disruption to the projection.<br/><br/>The piece of hardened bread thrown by Issy might have knocked her small form right out of the air, if it hadn't been interecepted by Speaker. Always the peacemaker he was, it was a real shame his species had such bizarre ideas about what amounted to a good time. Trix was beginning to regret the aloof attitude she'd maintained during the stressful voyage, perhaps if she'd gotten to know the others better they'd have been willing to take her side now. With a sigh she fluttered over to the other Dryadi onboard and shamelessly grabbed a generous helping of the berries Luna had claimed for herself. She hardly needed to eat much to fill herself up for the day, just another way that her tiny size proved its superiority over the larger humanoids onboard.<br/><br/>She nodded her head slightly to Maia's ritualistic morning greeting, the naga royal was always so prim and proper. It would be delightful to tease some less refined noises out of her, but the toxins coursing through the water naga's body were less than appealing along with the predatory looks she sometimes cast at the others. Trix had no interest in being eaten<i>that</i>way. Suddenly there came the sound of shattering glass followed by Zero stomping angrily from the room. Drunk and violent as always... he was one of the guards meant to protect her out in the wilds, but who was going to guard her from him? Plus he was storming off minutes before an important message was supposed to be seen, and one of the malforms was escaping out the door, too! This was like herding cats!<br/><br/>Speaking of cats, there was one on the ship. Trixcillia marched across the tabletop and fixed Alicia with a demanding glare, hands on her hips. "<span style="color: #ff8000">Why are you letting them wander off like that?</span>" she demanded, as if the poor, put upon engineer was in any way responsible. "<span style="color: #ff8000">Stop worrying about meaningless things like clothing and have Evy call them back here, I won't tolerate any more delays!</span>"<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>