<div class="floatleft">(https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/812547894355427348/813570098564038656/PO_Nethali_Ryba_Aster.png)</div><strong>Petty Officer Aster (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=329997.msg15762146#msg15762146)</strong><br/>Location:<strong>Escorting C'Tara to her quarters, then hitting up Kir-Je's office</strong><br/>Tagged Players:<strong>Anatole, C'Tara</strong><br/><hr/><br/>Not a word to anyone, he'd said. Aster knew what he *meant*, but she took the order to its convenient extreme and padded beside C'Tara without a word.<br/><br/>Whistling, though. Whistling wasn't made of words.<br/><br/>The two went through the decks to the beat of a deceptively upbeat tune (https://youtu.be/QLoal1-HT8I)- which certainly drew less attention than if she'd frog-marched the caitian. When they reached the caitian's quarters, she flourished a bow to gesture the caitian within. Shortly after the caitian obliged, the door beeped to announce its security lock.<br/><br/>C'Tara's restriction to quarters was enforced.<br/><br/><br/>After she'd confirmed the security protocols on the door lock, Aster puffed a sigh upwards from jutted lower jaw. Nooow for her face to face with the chief of security. She'd gone out of her way to stay off his radar thusfar- experience had long since taught her that her 'communication style' didn't make for great playmates with authority.<br/><br/>The petty officer stopped just shy of the sensors on the man's office door, slicked back the frazzled escapees of her ponytail, and took a breath to internally repeat her self-directed advice 'jess keep yer damned mouth shut'. Wasn't so hard. ...so why did she find it damned near impossible to keep her opinions to herself?<br/><br/>She stepped forward to set the chime off.