Seda would watch the action dully with her arms crossed over her chest. The rebellious machine spirit would have to be dealt with at a later date. Clearly something had upset it, or at least got it thinking about male genitalia rather than it’s task at hand. She would carefully tap her finger against the mechanical lens that replaced one of her eyes as she’d slowly cant her head back and forth, watching the four ships come onto screen before taking long carefully calculated towards the comms device, and quickly tapping something into the console.<br/>“Now… you be good unlike your companion over there.” She’d say quietly as she’d plug in a few wires here and there.<br/>“Jamming their internship communications, let’s see if we can keep them from talking to each other.” She'd say as she'd look up from the console at Xanatov, as she'd crack her neck which produced a sound similar to wet celery being snapped.<br/>"Perhaps you'd like to try and open communication with their flag-ship? Or perhaps you would prefer to open fire?" She'd ask, maintaining an eerie sort of calm about her, as if the were merely undergoing a drill or something of the like.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Rolls</div><div class="spoiler_body">At 2014-01-22 16:43:56, Seda Corax (uid: 27154) rolls: 1d100 Result: 91 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=54189)<br/>Fate Point..... <br/>At 2014-01-22 16:46:08, Seda Corax (uid: 27154) rolls: 1d100 Result: 3 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=54190)<br/>"The Ship is unable to use Vox Communication or other technologies to communicate with other ships. Psychic communications, such as an Astropath, are unaffected." </div></div>