<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/atnkNxq.png)</div><strong><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Name</strong></span>: Riak of Th'Assum (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=329997.msg15764119#msg15764119)</strong><br/><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Location</strong></span>: Bridge<br/><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Content</strong></span>: Awakening, Growl<br/><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Tag | Mention</strong></span>: H'Raal, Winn, Nelan<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Winged lizard? In his face? Riak's blue face holding still as he stares at this creature. Hand wandering down to his side, only to find that his phaser is missing. Lucky for the lizard, had it been there, he would have taken the shot. Instead, the pesky creature gets to flee before Andorian instinct to tackle and grab the thing kicks in.<br/><br/>Commander calls his name, and he perks eyebrow, moving a hand on the forehead to rub the wounded antennae, wincing in pain as he touches it. Okay, maybe a bad idea that one. "Commander, Helmsman, secondary designation security. But I did pick more than a fair share of engineering experience during the war. Toss me at a problem and I will tackle it, sir."<br/><br/>Okay, maybe more than little bravado there to compensate for his recent failures as the helm. But, he stands up, biting his figurative tongue as he does, focusing so not to appear ill-fit for duty. This was no time to whine about a broken antennae. His eyes now moving to scan the floor for his phaser, spotting it under a detached console panel, which he proceeds to push aside to acquire his sidearm.<br/><br/>"Shall I eradicate the flying pests, or would you like me to engage the distress beacon, sir?"