<strong>"I think that there's something odd going on. Everything we bought should have passed through customs, but there's no customs seals on this. So it cannot be taken through customs at our destination either. Lets see, though, I think there was only one person at the cargoroom before we left, one person that might know what this was all about."</strong>She frowned and rubbed her cheek. Seeming uncertain who it might have been, shaking her head. Sighing heavily, she scratched her cheek seeming to try and focus hard.<br/><br/><strong>"It would be Shula. She was the last one at the cargoroom, she finished her work at the astrogation before we even got underway, then helped tie up the last of the crates."</strong>Nicole's voice rose up, but the appearance of the woman was something to note. Brunette woman with gorgeous locks of hair framing a beautiful face, sweet coral lips and a warm smile, and deep navy blue eyes. Her hands were on her hips, the pilot's jumpsuit was tight on her form, the white fabric hugging her closely, the black rings in it along her stomach and rising towards her chest showing too.<br/><br/><strong>"She was supposed to secure the strings, I saw someone arrive on the last moment on the monitors but I thought Shula drove them off. I thought it was just another desperate person trying to get out, smuggling themselves out. You'll have to ask Shula, but she should be resting now, in her room."</strong>