Neymi's feline ears perked up as Kes walked into the cargo bay. Yet, rather than the tension that always arose when the two had been in a room before, Neymi let out a lazy purr, her lips twisting into a smile. Her eyes twinkled and her heart skipped a beat at the sight of the collar and bell that Kes was still wearing.<span style="color: red">"Well, damn that's a lot of security! I hope this isn't about the time where I may or may not have been drunk and mostly naked."</span>The Goz/Human snorted as she barely suppressed a chuckle.<span style="color: blue">"Well, two wrongs make one right zo if you get drunk and naked again I'm zure all will be fine again. At least until you zober up."</span>She turned away from K'esara after her jest, looking up as the queen's voice came from the intercom. Neymi couldn't resist reaching out and tapping that bell with the back of her hand, making it softly ring before her attention went to Toi as he made his new estimations after the AI's declaration.<br/><br/><span style="color: blue">"Alright."</span>She grinned, ruffling the android's hair affectionately.<span style="color: blue">"I do like those odds I think."</span>She scratched Toi behind the ear, apparently unperturbed by the android's feline appearance change. Considering her earlier hatred towards him, it was unlikely she had really paid attention to him before. At least she seemed to have warmed up quickly to the machine.<span style="color: blue">"I'll go talk to zecurity and zee if we can get at least Klax up here, as well as figuring out exactly what's going on."</span>With a tap of a button, Neymi deactivated her drones, and they flew back to the cargo crates. Unarmed, she walked down ship's walkway completely confident in her step.<br/><br/>Unarmed, but not defenseless at least. Neymi's psionics were still a secret to many, though some suspected and others likely knew. Lowering her mental walls, Neymi opened her mind to the thoughts and feelings of the security squad before her. Considering her looks and air of confidence, she had no trouble getting their attention. She made sure to appear confident, but not haughty. Crossing her arms beneath her breasts, the hybrid stopped in front of the man who looked and felt like the one in charge.<span style="color: blue">"I am Neymi Four, currently zecond in command of this mercenary crew. May I know your name and the reason for your welcome party?"</span>As she spoke, she made a subtle attack on the man's mind, attempting to instill him with a weak feeling of lust. Nothing overpowering, but enough to give her and her curves an edge in any negotiations.<br/><br/><b>[Psionic skill: Psionic scan. Roll(3) + Psi skill(12) = 15 ]<br/>
[Diplomacy: Persona check. Roll: 3, skill: 16]<br/>
[Psionic skill: Psi blast. Roll(13) + Psi skill(12) = 25 ]</b><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>