<strong>quartermaster Kiri Ownah -  in her office </strong><br/><br/>Back in her office, Kiri took a few deep breaths to gather self before punching in her password to check for any messages that might need immediate action.  After a few minutes, she leaned back, fingers finding the bluish mark at the back of her neck to rub gently as she reviewed her recent experience.<br/><br/>It was the Advent, the hate and arrogance that turned to terror.  Obviously the Agronev had turned the tables on the Advent's surprise attack, and the girl was grateful.  She wasn't ready to die for the cause, especially one she didn't understand.  She was grateful for the skill of the crew as well, and her thoughts turned to the Commanding Officer.   A giant with soft edges, he frightened her in ways that were unexpectedly exciting and when her shift was over, she knew it was time to pay him a visit.<br/><br/>....<br/><br/>A tray in one hand with the makings of a cocktail, Kiri took a deep breath and palmed the man's door.<br/>