<div class="floatright">(http://i1212.photobucket.com/albums/cc446/ffxivghost/bh01.jpg)</div><strong>Room:</strong>Helm<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Everyone!<br/><hr/><br/>Despite the fact her eyes were on the forward view, she could see so much more. Zoe stands near the front of the helm, not far from the pilot’s station. Her hands are folded behind her back in a relaxed position, her constant gaze seeming to not move to far from one particular spot. While her gaze seems to remain fixed, her mind is hard at work keeping up with the multiple sensory inputs she receives from the ship all around them.<br/><br/>The condition of the engines… the little glitch she has found in the forward sensor array (which she took the task of repairing herself this time)… the fact the food stores could be added to soon… where power is currently being diverted from… keeping a sense of the power drains from certain areas to make sure there’s no harm done to ship or crew… the fact they have been effectively adrift for longer than they would like… or rather longer than the captain would like… why exactly Zac likes to be alone so much in engineering… how much fuel they will expend on this endeavor and with the boarding party… the possible headings for the rogue ship (she refuses to use the term ‘ghost ship’, despite the fact everyone around her seems to enjoy it)… the captain’s negative reaction to their present situation and position… what sort of pet she should get… the complications of maybe adding more armor to certain areas of the ship…<br/><br/>All of these thoughts go through her mind in less than a second of time. This is the sort of thing she enjoys. Working things out to make the crew and ship all the better. But as the sound of the captain’s footfalls approach, Zoe’s dark eyes blink and she half turns towards the sound. Karen enters the bridge, and Zoe turns to fully face her, discretely bowing as she smiles softly. As she expected, the captain demands answers. Her eyes remain locked on Karen’s as the captain speaks, and then she nods as she speaks in a soft tone.   “We are still adrift with nominal power loss through many critical systems. Repairs are coming along, but will take longer than initially predicted.”  And once the order for the comm is given, Zoe turns as she nods to Karen. She walks to a near panel, her slim fingers dancing along the flat keyboard before she speaks.    “Engineering. Zac, this is Zoe.”   Everyone knows Zoe’s friggin voice by now, but she always seems to feel the need to identify herself. And who she is addressing, even if that person is the only soul in all the solar system.    “The captain would like an update from you on repairs.”   She keeps the commlink open as she glances to the captain, nodding to her and allowing Zac to explain the situation himself.<br/><br/>With the next order Zoe now steps away from the comm panel, allowing Zac and Karen to speak. She smiles softly and nods to Carson as she walks passed him to another panel on his other side. She leans down a little towards the console as she types in a few directives, and then she speaks.   “Raze, this is Zoe.”  Again with the introductions.    “The captain would like an update on your status, please. How long do you require before you can lead the boarding party to the rogue ship?”<br/><br/>She does seem utterly comfortable in this, in getting orders and carrying them out for the captain. For any of the crew, really. After all, that’s what she was made for.<br/>