<span style="color: SeaGreen">“Yes this is the right place…”</span>Darion said before something else Neymi said seemed to make a few things click into place in Darion’s mind.  Why he recognized the language on the side of the ship.  He had seen it before, years ago while he was still in the Alliance military.  It played like a slideshow in his mind in a flash before he crushed it.  The image of those Bulor POWs with their hands bound behind their backs.  Stood over by the marines and an archangel officer.  The officer giving the order to shoot.  Darion refusing before it went to Darion knocking the officer to the ground and out.<br/><br/>As soon as he crushed those thoughts he listened to Neymi’s next long statement.  And especially her bad mouthing the old Shinigami ship that was now theirs.<span style="color: SeaGreen">“Kitty cat, you have no imagination.”</span>He said, it clear in his mind he only was poking her to maybe piss her off.  He only glanced at her for a moment though before looking up at the ship.<span style="color: SeaGreen">“See those battle scars on the old girl.  She has survived a great deal.  It’s proof that she would probably survive our care more than any shiny new ship.  There is a reason the Shinigami design has been with the Human species since we first began searching for a new home.  They are strong, reliable and can take a few hits, even though the weapons on this one are not yet modern enough to deliver the hits like we are used to.  We can work on that.”</span><br/><br/>After that little spiel, it became obvious why he had tried pissing her off.  She actually grinned at Neymi a bit as he spoke.<span style="color: SeaGreen">“Do you think you are a good enough engineer to keep this bird flying?  To make sure she lives up to that history?  Or do I need to go looking for someone better.”</span>He had tried pissing her off so she was more likely to accept the challenge he just gave her because she was so against this ship.<br/><br/>After that, he listened to her talking about the job she had located for them.<span style="color: SeaGreen">“Sounds pretty simple should be a good test run for our new ship.  And a good chance to break in any of our new re-enforcements.  A good chance to test out my new toy as well.” </span>At that he listed up the brand new weapons case.<span style="color: SeaGreen">“Though I wish I would have heard about them before now, or had at least received their dossiers.  And yes, as far as I could tell, it was untouched.  Was afraid to try opening it depending on what booby traps you have set.”</span>He said before he heard footsteps approaching.<br/><br/>He turned to look at the human woman as she spoke.  It was hard not to notice her lithe build on some attractive curves, though nothing compared to Neymi or Kes’s curves. Definitely attractive and human, lucky him.he couldn’t miss the ivy vine along her left arm, and couldn’t help but notice her striking eyes and face framed by that long dark hair.  He couldn’t help the slight smile that came to his face at seeing her, and imagining her naked.  At her introduction, Darion reached out his hand to take hers in a firm handshake, the jacket he was wearing hiding his muscle.<span style="color: SeaGreen">“A Pleasure Ianthe.  I’m Darion Syler.  The captain of this motley little band… at least until the Goz here decides to stab me in the back.”</span><br/><br/>When Toi appeared out of nowhere, Darion didn’t jump, he had seen the robot checking the equipment, the next he wasn’t.  the damned bucket of bolts had gone somewhere.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>