Neymi had her hands folded together in front of her face. Her ears pointing backwards and her cheeks were slightly darkened. Her lips formed a thin and narrow line, one of her canines slipping past the bottom lip while the hybrid took a deep and slow breath. With her mind locked off, she hadn't caught on to Darion playing Pazaak in his, but all her mental defenses had proven for naught when<i>that</i>had walked inside the sideroom. Greys were always pretty bad, but the woman that had just entered had managed to make Neymi blush with the sheer lewd nature that her thoughts were drenched in.<br/><br/>The fist hitting the table pulled the Goz hybrid out of her reverie, and Neymi snarled in displeasure at the sudden noise. Her fur slightly puffed up to make her look bigger before it settled down again, her tail beating annoyed at her seat. She was secretly thankful for the distraction the Zax provided her from the perversion radiating from the grey hybrid, and listened in silence to the commander's words, making notes on her wrist-mounted computer. She was quiet and focused while the others asked their questions of commander Klaxx, and looking to see if the portable computer she carried had the schematics build in it's database for the Exarch and chiton class ships. If not she'd have to download them somewhere.<br/><br/>When Klaxx was done answering the questions asked of him, Neymi spoke.<span style="color: blue">"Good firepower on that zhip. Zhould be able to blast that cruizer out of zpace in case of SNAFU."</span>She grinned at Klaxx, fully expecting the commander to be insulted by the notion.<span style="color: blue">"Better to put gun against head and pull trigger than be caught by Kryslin? No. Ztill. Queen is important."</span>She fit a custom headpiece over her ear, connecting it to her wrist-mounted computer and calling up her personalized hud display. She fidgeted with the device while she talked.<span style="color: blue">"Grey tech is good, ztrong. Zax design reliable. Mission and payment plan is acceptable."</span>The goz/human hybrid noted with a smile, putting her wrist computer to sleep mode and putting the obnoxious headpiece back into her pocket.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>