"I'll think about it, but I doubt he'll be able to do much beyond stare and maybe say i'm not getting enough light."  Anisa shrugged.  The interactions just raised a brow.  "Ahh, so your android is acting up.  Just threaten to turn off its self proservation drive and send its against some pirates, that usually shuts them up."  One thing the Bulor never could understand about Alliance is why they gave glorified toasters free will.  They were machines, created to perform specific purposes after all.  "As for my eyes, I suppose I could start wearing contacts, but I feel the goggles give me more protection."<br/><br/>As they arrived at the crew section, she simply began to open doors, when she saw belonging in a room, she simply moved on, until finally, she found what she was looking for.  Throwing her things in, as well as her jacket, at her hip, hidden beneath it was a pair of SMGs.  Taking them off, she checked each, inspecting them to make sure each was in working order, before laying them down neatly.  When she started to undue her flight suit, Darion could either look away, or not, either way she didn't seem to mind or say anything.<br/><br/>When she was stripped down, she was in just her underwear, a black sports bra and some simple black panties,  Her combat suit and weapons layed neatly on her bed, Darion might notice something else.  Her right arm was slightly askew from the rest of her body, a shade lighter, while on her left appeared to be some sort of military tattoo, a black eagle type creature within a field badge like ornament.  When she began to cloth again, she simply put on a baggy pair of beige cargo pants and boots, while her top continued to be that black sports bra.  "Well, lets go see if we can find the others.  After all, I need to see if my food is nice and fresh."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>