Yunna looked at Cortez appraisingly.<strong>"No, Lietenant, I do not think that is advisable without further study.  However, I do think they bear further study."</strong><br/><br/>Her communicator's beep once again interupted, but Trenn's report brings a satisfied look to her lovely face, followed by a worried, determined look.<br/><br/><strong>"Yunna to Trenn.  Acknowledged.  Watch Thompson carefully.  I will be right there.  Perhaps the entity I sensed earlier has contacted him. Do not let him harm you however, and be careful.  Yunna out."</strong><br/><br/>Yunna looked carefully around at Cortez.<strong>"Lieutenant, with me.  It seems we have our first contact with this entity."</strong><br/><br/>Her face is serene, but inside she writhes between worry and excitement.  Quickly she moved back towards the Doctor's group, long legs swinging.  She adjusted her uniform, careful to maintain the exactly right mix of professionalism, and drop dead sexy, aware of it's impact.<br/><br/>She wondered, as she had several times since this series of uniforms had been selected, if the designers were aware of the multiple advantages and disadvantages the outfit gave her.<br/><br/><em>One would almost suspect them of being Deltan</em>