CIC from approximately 1050 to 1130<br/><br/>The girl lost track of time after the explosion.  She had a brief moment of shock after realizing a sister, a Kin of Mind, was aboard the ship and she had no knowledge of it until the very last second.  Too late for her to do anything about it, but soon enough for her to feel the horror.  And the horror did not end; it came in surprise onslaught so hate-filled that she was knocked back in her seat.  The psi attack came from someone of great mental strength on the Halcyon Carrier, and Kiri was exhausted just maintaining an appearance of normalcy.<br/><br/>With only one psi implant and ten years out of formal training, Kiri's psychological power was weak at best among the Unity; still she pushed back.  Years learning how not to reveal her identity or psi ability came to her aid this day, as she sat with white knuckles wrapped around the seat only to be matched the line of tension outlining her pressed lips, her pale blue eyes were unreadable.  There wasn't a breath deep enough to prepare her for the rejoinder, Kiri now knew it was the Commander of the Halcyon Carrier spewing forth the vile distortions of memory and oppressive venom.  It was enough of a mental punch to make the girl tremble in her skin for a long while.  Some time later the psi attack on the girl stopped, but her anguish and trembling did not.<br/><br/>He paused, then pointed at Kiri. "Adjutant, get on the communications array and keep in contact with Ifrit dome; their Early warning system is a lot more powerful than ours, so they can tell us when the enemy fleets are moving, or if reinforcements are coming to help them."<br/><br/>If Admiral Kol noticed her slower than usual reactions, he didn't mention it.  Kiri managed a hoarse, "Yes Sir" and stood a bit unsteady.  Brushing her skirt was a ruse to get her bearings before following orders.  With nothing major going on outside her mind, she was able to punch a few buttons to patch in the sensor telemetry between the planet's network to the ship.  Rubbing a still trembling hand over the strangely warm patch on her neck, Kiri sat back and waited.