<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: andale mono;">All passengers, please head to the bridge immediately.</span><br/><br/>Dannilov frowned as he laid in bed, his fingers laced together behind his head.<br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: andale mono;">All passengers, please head to the bridge immediately.</span><br/><br/>He growled as he sat up...muttering.<br/><br/><strong>"Kel..."</strong>, he cursed quietly as he stood and moved towards the door of his (very small) quarters.  The door hissed open as he approached, lights in the hallway of the freighter along the floor and ceiling flickering on and off in a pattern that gave a sense of motion...providing direction for which way the passengers should move.  Two lashunta, tall, willowy and attractive moved past him, looking concerned.  Rather than be concerned, Dannilov was irritated.  There was a good many things that could go wrong during interplanetary travel which was why he had paid Captain Deen what he had...so that it was the Captain's problem and not his.<br/><br/><strong>"This feels like something that is becoming my problem..."</strong>, he sighed as three humans passed him in the hallway and a few moments later, Dannilov followed.  His brow furrowed in irritation as he followed the "crowd" and flickering lights to the bridge.<br/><br/>*************************************************<br/><br/>Dannilov and the other passengers heard the entire exchange between the two captains and there was a chorus of protestations and disappointment when it was communicated from the other captain that they were to prepare for inspection.  Dannilov could be included in that disappointment.  He had been...away from home for six weeks.  He suspected that they would be looking for him but...well...there was a lot of space between Castrovel and where he currently was.<br/><br/><strong>"It's fine.  I'm fine.  This isn't about me..."</strong>, he spoke quietly to himself.  His words elicited an arching of a single, graceful eyebrow on one of the nearby Lashunta passengers.<strong>"What?  It's not... I'm a nobody. "</strong>, Dannilov hissed at the alien indignantly.<br/><br/>The sounds of disappointment and protest transformed into fear when the freighter lurched suddenly as a gravimetric beam took hold of it and warning claxons filled the bridge with flashing orange lights doing a great job of freaking pretty much everyone out.<br/><br/>Without looking overly speciesist, Dannilov silently berated himself for trusting an Ysoki captain.<br/><br/>People were just starting to calm down, the claxons quieted and flashing lights extinguished when it was announced that docking procedures were underway with an unidentified shuttle and while it had only been a short time from their boarding of the freighter to their arrival at the bridge...it had felt like a year spent on Thyst.<br/><br/>Dannilov's eyes narrowed as the five person inspection crew arrived on the bridge.  He wasn't exactly experienced with such things but this didn't...feel like an inspection.  In fact...now that he got a look at the five while he couldn't say he knew was officially sanctioned inspectors looked like...but he suspected they...were not a good example of such.  He wasn't completely inexperienced however.  He lightly clenched his right fist and felt a comforting, cool tingle course through him as the mote formed in his hand.  Faint, nearly invisible whisp-like tendrils slipped through his fingers and danced for a moment as he took in the five intruders.  A fight on a bridge...surrounded by innocent people...not a great plan.  While he didn't think he could take all five of the intruders...at least not in this environment without hurting some of the others about...he could maybe scare them off?<br/><br/><br/><em> “Which one of you is Dannilov Ebonhawke?”</em><br/><br/>The mote extinguished immediately in his fist.  His nostrils flaring in irritation as he drew in a deep breath.<br/><br/>"This is unacceptable!", snarled the Ysoki captain.  "This is an unsanctioned use of a grav beam and in violation of the Tremalkin Treatise, section 4.97!  I demand that..."<br/><br/>Dannilov lifted a hand towards the Ysoki captain who quieted his tirade.  Dannilov gave the rat-faced captain as well as everyone else on the bridge a confident smile and a knowing nod of his head.<br/><br/><strong>"It's alright...they're here for me."</strong>, he nodded and gave a winning smile to the attractive but decidedly ferocious looking human female that seemed to lead the group of intruders.<strong>"I'm kindof a big deal on Castrovel and well...probably a few other planets beyond that. "</strong>He stepped away from the group and approached the five intruders.  Extending his hands to either side and paying particular attention to the attractive human female.  Giving her<em>THE</em>smile...<br/><br/><strong>"I am Dannilov Ebonhawke...1st Æthling for the Gravitonic Throne, Child of the Singularity and Chosen Fist of the Righteous Darke.  What need do you have of Pact World royalty?"</strong>