Rushell peers just one eye open as she keeps her face buried against the pillow and Morgan's warm chest. She stretches and cracks her muscles and bones as her feet extend off the wrack, her darker skin glistening in the brutal light of the officers bunks.<br/><br/>"I see the Admiral doesn't quite know how to deal with your normal cheery disposition. Learn something new everyday." Rush displayed a shit-eating grin as a way of letting her know that she was very much awake through the whole thing. Rush patted her shoulder,<br/><br/>"Come on, time to get booted out of the Corps. Perfect timing really if you think about it. Maybe we can hitch a ride on those Basestars that we passed by yesterday." Rush's humor was always dry and dark but never was it more emphasized than today.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>