The last few hours were entertaining to say the least.  He had no idea if he was happy with the results as he remembered the queen using her psychic powers on him while they had been just starting their fun.   That in itself made him not sure if he should consider it a good night.  He honestly felt a little disappointed that she had to resort to that to get her way, and he hadn’t been able to get his by the means he was willing to use.  There were multiple ways she could have gotten what she wanted if she had really tried.<br/><br/>At least they had finished before they had gotten in range of Horizon.  The first thing he did was get his armor back to his room with it in maintenance.  He had been in the shower in his room when the announcement that they were nearing the ship.  So he quickly got dressed in basic cloths.  A basic leather jacket, light brown with a dark red shirt underneath.  Plain dark green Khaki cargo pants and black boots finished off  the outfit as well as a spare pistol he had holstered under the jacket.<br/><br/>Once ready he went to the bridge in time to feel and see the docking clamps latch onto the ship, and lock… and the lights go red marking the clamps in lockdown.  Their ship would not be leaving anytime soon.  He couldn’t miss the loudspeaker announcement.  That drew his attention out the window to the security personnel gathering on the dock.  Looking over to whomever else was in the bridge, Darion spoke up.  Especially Toi’s words.<span style="color: green">“ummm…  Did anyone do something to get arrested that I don’t know about?”</span>e stated quickly before sighing and turning… to see toi.<br/><br/><span style="color: green">“Did you always have those cat ears and tails… never mind, no time…”</span>Darion said, moving out of the bridge, and towards the loading dock.<span style="color: green">“Neymi, and anyone else on their feet and with working guns, meet me in the loading bay… might as well greet the security.  We can’t hide in here forever…”</span>Darion grumbled over the comms before stoping about 10 meters from the airlock.  Once everyone else who was coming down here actually was there, he spoke up again, with the spare pistol in his hand.<span style="color: green">“Computer, open the airlock.”</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>