Thraxius was practically frozen in place as Cortez patted him like a yipping dog, his eye blinking with something approximating astonished disbelief.  By the time his implant-addled mind had registered the slight against his personage, the<em>esteemed</em>offender was already long gone, leaving the techpriest alone with the bridge staff and his hovering servo-skull.  His head twitched as though struck by something heavy, and another fountain of sparks sputtered from his neck as a deluge of binary curses ripped their way out of his vox modulator.<br/><br/><em>"Blast<strong>-CHRSH-</strong> dog of a <strong>-SHRRRK-</strong> gormless <strong>-ZZT-</strong>!  May his <strong>-VVVVSSHT-</strong> be defecated upon by <strong>-CHRZT-</strong>, that impudent <strong>-BBRRSHH-</strong>!"</em><br/><br/>Rounding on the nearest member of the crew that wasn't busy trying to hide beneath their assigned console (though the expression on his face suggested he was half expecting the Enginseer's head to detonate at any moment), Thraxius hissed his order to alert both himself and Cortez upon their arrival.  Without another word the techpriest left the bridge in a blusterous rage, mumbling various obscenities that his servo-skull dutifully began to pen down with its autoquill.