<b>[Cockpit]</b><br/><br/>Neymi calmly set up the second of the portable computers, connecting it to the ships mainframe and running a cursory systems check. She settled on the chair, watching the bars progress on the computers screen while she tapped into tapping into the ship's security system. Swapping through camera feeds lazily until she found the cargo bay cameras. Neymi's ears perked up as the camera allowed her to look right into Toi's little medical stand. Her lips twisted in a snarl at what she saw there. Her nails digged into the seat's arm supports while she watched Toi and Kes strip on the feed she received on her eyepiece, her tail flicking around indignant.<span style="color: blue">"I fucking knew it!"</span><br/><br/>The hybrid leaped up out of the chair, grabbing her satchel and charging out of the ship's cockpit. Abandoning her gear there, not even bothering to put her duster jacket back on while she strides through the ship, swearing colorfully the entire way. Picking up an admirable speed.<br/><br/><br/><b>[Cargo Bay-Outside of Infirmary]</b><br/><br/>Still shouting profanities, Neymi arrived in the cargo hold. The hybrid borrowing insults from half the galaxy while she made her approach. Not running but simply walking fast she made her way to the curtain that separated the androids examination area from the rest of the cargo hold. Absolutely enraged, she didn't even glance at the others assembled before it and simply charged for the curtain. Bursting through it if not stopped, though it would take a courageous heart to stop a pissed off Goz from doing anything, even if Neymi was just a hybrid. Still, without her duster jacket Neymi looked a lot less dominating, and a lot more like the grease monkey she claimed to be.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>