(( A note to anyone interested in playing: if you want to join in, just PM me with a simple character concept, and I'll try and work out a place for you to start in!))<br/><br/>(( Main Scene - Post in response to Karen's character action. ))<br/><br/>Hurricane goes rigid, and spins on one heel, stepping back to face Karen eye-to-eye.  "Ensign..." He murmurs.  His tone, as low and gentle as it is, is deeply menacing; overall the man exudes a frightful demeanor, and the big guy - the medic - clearly goes stiff with fear himself.  "Lieutenent Rezeies is your commanding officer, and you will treat him with<span style="font-style: italic">respect</span>as such." He rasps.  "He has distinguished himself and is freely given the respect of many others aboard here.  I don't expect you to like him.  I don't expect you to compliment or appreciate him.  But while you are on MY SHIP, you will, in my and his presence, treat him with the attitude becoming of an officer of lower rank, and belay your prejudices until we are out of sight and earshot." His stiff posture relaxes.  "Lieutenant, if you wish..."<br/><br/>"Captain, it's quite all right." Rezeies turns red.  "In fact, I'll take command of team one, if Lieutenant Kara doesn't have a problem switching off..."<br/><br/>"Not at all." Another voice projects from around the side of the craft.  From its shadow steps a woman in her twenties.  Ponytailed, silver hair, fangs, amber eyes and two legs, and perched atop her head... the ears of either a dog or perhaps a wolf; her clan origin is unclear; and she too doesn't bother with a uniform at this point, but rather, fatigues.  She is, however, weighed down with what is clearly a handheld gatling gun for the day; it has the appearance of a large rifle, with a crank shaft connected to a flywheel, and a bullet belt running through.  "Rezeies, dach'na." She says to him in her native tongue, and he cracks a pleasant smile.  "And you, Kara." He nods pleasantly, before nodding to everyone, and boarding the other vessel.  "Well, shall we?" She asks, ushering everyone aboard the vessel.<br/><br/>(Karen, I need three more tests from you please, for later.)