<hr/><div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/43/Ghrreigh.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Ghrreigh<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Inside the Ship, Crew Mess, Spaceport Planetside, Emape<br/><strong>Station Time:</strong>Early Afternoon<br/><strong>Tagging: </strong>Everybody<br/><hr/><br/><br/>"'Passable,' sure, being." Ghrreigh bares her fangs again, ears high. She does, however, incline her head to Adrianna in slight acknowledgement. "Is better ways than to kill most times. But sometimes looking ready to kill one of those ways is. People with knife to throat being eager to negotiate."<br/><br/>She stands up, gesturing with the empty water bottle. "Not offending to mean, Authority, but..." the Vargr waves the bottle towards Theo. "Legal knowledge having, noble-Solomani-ancestry pedigree is, and people skills having. Probably good captain material my opinion, being."<br/><br/>She flicks her ears back a moment, again, "Things I am not hearing others say: naval tactics, turret gunnery. Experience with former, having...Expert shot with latter being." She clicks her fangs. "Maybe train others some basics, can. Hard to self in foot with turret beam shoot."<br/>