<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/AnbOZ9J.png)</div><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;">Nory (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=24522)</span></strong><br/><hr/><br/>Nory stood behind her new master, hands gripping the back of her chair, as she peered down at the sensor board. She had called for crew on the turrets, but weapons were definitely not Nory's specialty, even if they were computer-assisted, like most starship weapons. And since there were only two, grabbing one would be taking it from somebody who would be more useful there.<br/><br/>Instead, she cast a brief disapproving glance at the back of Minuet's head before returning her attention to the sensor board, and the view through the front. It was unlikely she'd catch something that the two more experienced women missed, but it was better than nothing.