After sending the inventory info to a handheld, Kiri made a few clicks, closing programs and locking her encrypted office computer.  With a  rare sigh, Kiri realized that all the energy on this ship was exhausting.  Sliding slender fingers to rub the back of her neck under the soft knot of silver before leaning back to take a breath, she wondered if she made the right choice.  Too late now, wasn't it?  She was called to serve.  With that thought she stood and straightned her soft blue blouse, grabbed the handheld and headed for the Flag Bridge.<br/>Her chance to get a sense of the man was now.<br/>...<br/><br/>The Flag Bridge wasn't too far from her office; in a ship this size there were many quarter masters, each usually handling a particular area.  If she was a girl who believed in such things, she'd say she was lucky to get this close to the 'action'.  The whoosh of the opening door allowed the briefest pause, enough for her to take a deep breath before she stepped into the large room to see the Commanding officer just dismissing two of his lieutenants.<br/><br/>"Excuse me, Admiral." her voice was soft and clear, a surprise to her. His energy pulsed and jarred her and... tingled.  Kiri blinked, clearing her thoughts of *that* and when they turned to her, she continued.  "Quarter Master Ownah, requesting your signature on our departure reports."  Turning to the other two, she added, "and if you have anything to add or request before you leave... ?"<br/>