Bridge<br/>Lt. Alassca - Intelligence Officer<br/><br/>Alassca peered intently at her data screens, considering the data and trying to fit it into what was thought to be known of the planet and its people.  She raised a hand, idly, to her breast and gently stroked it, rolling her nipple slowly between thumb and finger.  Deltans, she knew, often found mild self stimulation an aid to concentration, so she tried to mimic it at times.  Clearly she hadn't mastered the technique, and often found it more distracting than clarifying.  Still, she drew her conclusions and stood to face the OOD.<br/><br/>"Excuse me, I have found some readings on the planet which I think may affect the Away Team's mission and should be brought to the Captain's attention," she said formally.  She wasn't sure about contacting the Captain directly.  She had barely spoken to the woman since being newly assigned here, and wasn't sure about protocol.  Some captains were very open to hearing from the crew at any level; others instituted rigid procedures, and only spoke to and through their most senior staff.<br/>