<em>'Yarlrus 7?'</em>her nose wrinkled a bit as her hand thoughtlessly slipped the vial back where it came from and plucked a detonator from the belt to randomly click the buttons. As the hologram of the woman informed the team of the mission, Aellae shifted on the armrest, recalling a few travels in the sector the planet was located in. They were hardly without incidents and often a cargo was lost even if the crew of the ship had put up a fight. The 'safe travel fee' was just too high to pay.<br/><em>'Well, maybe I get to blow a few of the suckers up this time.'</em>she thought, a grim grin spreading on her face as she thought back<em>'...would be nice for a change.'</em><br/>Coughing in her hand, as to disguise the tension growing, the small redhead failed to suppress a slight shiver. Growling low to herself she called herself back to order and pulled a straight face with some effort. Whatever had happened here in the past was in the past. This crew seemed at least to be able to keep themselves alive.<br/>Besides, she'd get to blow stuff up and get payed for it, right?<br/>The redhead sucked the air between her teeth. She could fool herself, but she wondered how evident it was to the rest this first ever mission for her would be a step back into her recent past.<br/>Folding her arms before her chest she decided to hear the questions of the others first, see if any new information would be brought up, then decide if it was time to start sweating this mission.