<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/>Ghrreigh flashes her fangs at Adrianna again. "Captain is captain. Elect once. Not unelect. Who won't follow, don't vote. But sensible to have war leader and captain separate, sometimes is." She declines to ask how the woman intends to keep her quarters on a non-jump capable ship's boat once the ship gets moving.<br/><br/>"Captain is captain," Ghrreigh repeats to Theo. "Conflicts solve, ship's goals sets, decisions final makes. Crew input can, and advise expertise should, but captain decides. All shareholders we, fine and good, but when ship lifting is, shareholders claws off the controls take, captain is trusted to do best by ship and shareholders both. Even ancient Solomani this knowing. "<br/><br/>"In emergencies, captain not contestable is. Ever. Can't otherwise work. Vargr this well know. But a wise captain when having time counsel seeks."<br/><br/>She glances back at Adrianna, points the empty water bottle at her. "Hotshot. Duels not combat being. You tactical training for naval engagements got? I do. And boarding-parties-wise, Max and I ships taken down before have, hatch by hatch and bulkhead by bulkhead." Now that has to be an interesting story.<br/><br/>The expression the Vargr makes at Will's description of his situation ("the Fleet<em><strong>threw me to the wolves</strong></em>and<strong><em>I didn't know my dick from my elbow</em></strong>") is really something else. It's hard to explain what, but it's definitely something else.<br/><br/><br/><br/>