<span style="color: seagreen">“Oh, sorry I brought it up then.”</span>Idiot.  He kicked himself a bit when he was talking to Kimmi.  He hadn't known she had been rejected from the military.  If he had known he wouldn't have mentioned it, though he was curious about what had gotten her kicked out.  Not physical, that was obvious just looking at her, maybe psych, or mental aptitude?  Didn't matter.<span style="color: seagreen">“Well, that makes two of us that were kicked out for one reason or another.”</span>He replied before the multiple conversations began.   He tried to ignore the few comments he could hear from Kes as she was behind the medical screen now.<br/><br/>Trixi entered and strangely enough didn’t make any pokes at anyone.<span style="color: seagreen">“Yeah, basically we are.  We wouldn't want the queen do die after rescuing her just because one of us are carrying a bug.”</span>He ran his eyes over her again before turning away, doing his bed to try not being distracted by all the women in here.<br/><br/>Though when Ciel came over and started asking questions, Darion looked her over a bit.<span style="color: seagreen">“Yeah, mostly.  We have a Medic obviously, 2 Assassins, A pair of scouts, as you said, a heavy gunner, an engineer and a few fighters.”</span>He paused at the surprise about a name and sighed before shrugging.<span style="color: seagreen">“Yeah, at least that is what he says.  I have some suspicions though that the robot is lying about something.  Hasn't acted much like a medical android.”</span>the military used them for routine things such as physicals.<br/><br/><span style="color: seagreen">"By the way, What is your name and what are you bringing to the mission?”</span>Darion asked of Ciel, looking at her for a moment.  She could answer that question since he had answered hers.<span style="color: seagreen">“I’m Darion Syler, Ex-Marine Commando, and I was given command of this mission.”</span>He extended his hand to shake, ignoring the ‘music’ made by Ciel sharpening her blades, though it didn't sound all that bad to him.<br/><br/>Of course the really pissed appearance of Neymi definitely cooled off anything that was ‘distracting’ him as her profanities echoed through the bay.<span style="color: seagreen">“good question…  and no, I don’t think she is his owner… I don’t think he has one…”</span>And then of course the threats and yelling didn’t stop there.  His eye actually twitched a bit hearing the threats.  This was happening sooner that he thought it would.<span style="color: seagreen">“excuse me a minute… I got to try stopping them from killing each other…”</span>he grumbled.  Not at all happy.  He missed seeing the unknown woman arrive in the cargobay<br/><br/>Of course when he moved over and pushed the privacy screen out of the way, he was greeted with the sight of Kes and Toi Naked.  Kes with her claws in plain view.  Both of them growling at each other and ready to brawl.    He was distracted by Kes naked for a second before he pushed it to the back of his mind, instead replaced by him trying to figure out the situation so he could defuse it.  What the hell was Neymi pissed about… and why the fuck was Toi Naked.  Darion drew his pistol, and made sure they could all hear him chambering a round and turning the safety off.   This was especially necessary seeing them both ready to kill.<br/><br/><span style="color: seagreen">“Enough out of both of you.”</span>Darion growled, leveling his pistol at Neymi’s head after seeing the active droids.  That was a problem.<span style="color: seagreen"> “Neymi, put those away, go out and wait in line for your turn.”</span>Darion growled, the glare in his eyes, and his pistol never wavering the slightest.  There were a lot of things going through his head at that moment, completely unguarded.  Confidence he could put them both down before they could kill each other themselves, debating if he could get away from the droids fast enough after he did.  But one thing not there at all was fear, or it was so buried that he couldn't feel it.<span style="color: seagreen">“You will both calm down now.”</span><br/><br/>Darion didn’t need to have an explanation as to why Neymi was referring to Toi as a Toy, after seeing him naked here, he was pretty sure the medical android bit was a lie.  But apparently Neymi had claimed him as hers whatever he was, probably a dumb ass pleasure droid.<span style="color: seagreen">“Toi, get fucking dressed, and after this is done, fucking stay dressed though the damn physicals and adhere to whatever strict medical guidelines you had, if you really actually have any.  And Neymi, he isn’t your toy, he is the entire crew’s doctor right now.  I don’t fucking care after the physicals are done.”</span>His eyes never left Neymi, watching her for her first moment.  Another thought came clear to his mind.  This was why she wasn't given command, she had a fucking temper and short fuse.  he was pissed because he actually had to break this up and the exams were taking longer than they should.<br/><br/><span style="color: seagreen">"You two can bite scratch, and hiss like feral kittens after all the exams are done to get it out of your system.  But the first one to try to kill the other, I will personally throw out the nearest airlock.  You understand?!”</span>In his mind he was saying the truth, they were acting little more than children fighting over a dumb toy.  His mind showed clear that that was a promise, not a threat.    He would hate doing it because they would need as many people as they could have for this mission, but a person who would only hold them back, or would kill their teammates over something as moronic as this would be nothing but another threat besides their enemies.<br/><br/>Hopefully the anger flowing out of them all would defuse any sexual tension as well.  it was working wonders for Darion.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>