(P)<br/><br/>A shower head opened up that wasn't immediately taken by another of the crew, giving Milenya the chance to shower. The crew inside were discussing the events on the planet, though when Milenya entered and was recognized, the talking became notably quieter. A few glances and looks were thrown her way, as well as a few lewd stares from some of the less subtle of the crew.<br/><br/><span style="color: green">Hey.</span>One of them said to her, a Turian.<span style="color: green">Hey.</span>He looked at her, an unpleasant hostility about him.<br/><br/>When she finally reacted, he asked,<span style="color: green">You were one of them on the ground, right? That went down into that place?</span><br/><br/>A human man next to him reached out and put a hand on his shoulder to try and mitigate the Turian's hostility.<span style="color: olive">Leave it, man.</span><br/><br/>The Turian brushed the human off.<span style="color: green">No, I want to know what the hell you did down there. My friend was on that ship when it went to shit.</span>The Turian squared off with her, staring at her, angry.<br/><br/><span style="color: olive">The man said to leave it.</span>One of the human women said to the Turian, agitated by his confrontational attitude.<span style="color: olive">What's this going to help us now?</span><br/><br/><span style="color: green">You shut your mouth.</span>He said, pointing at the human. He turned on Milenya again.<span style="color: green">Now, I asked you a question.</span>He glared at her threateningly.<br/><br/><br/>***<br/><br/>Taseer shook her head slightly at Kala's response.<span style="color: navy">"No would blame you if you weren't."</span>She started, taking another drink.<span style="color: navy">"Or if you panicked. Shit, I did."</span>She looked down at the table, ashamed at the admittance of her own failure.<span style="color: navy">"Those things showed up and I just... froze up. Sat there like an idiot, staring, not doing anything."</span><br/><br/>She set the bottle on the table and tapped it a few times, thinking as her gaze drifted back to the Turian she had been watching.<span style="color: navy">"See him? Saved my life. Killed one of those things that jumped me then hauled my useless ass to the bay door. I think... "</span>A wily grin crossed her lips as she stared at him,<span style="color: navy">"that I'm going to give him an old fashioned thank you for that. Cause where I'm from, someone saves your life, you say thank you."</span><br/><br/>She grinned and chuckled slightly looking at the man, enjoying the thought.<span style="color: navy">"Oh!"</span>She looked back at Kala, the alcohol loosening her up at last,<span style="color: navy">"So the crawler, how about this, what do you think of this - "</span>She set the bottle down so that she could articulate the idea with both hands,<span style="color: navy">"We put a gun on it. Like a big one; one of them two barrel fully auto badasses that shoots the big bullets. That way next time something tries to jump us, WHAP! We roast its ass!"</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>