<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/atnkNxq.png)</div><strong>Riak of Th'Assum (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=329997.msg15764119#msg15764119)</strong><br/><strong> Conference Room </strong><br/><strong>Heading to the Senior Staff Meeting </strong><br/><strong>Tag | Mention: </strong>Open<br/><hr/><br/>Riak, having locked a stable orbit, turns his attention to the scanners, to make sure he'd be up to dodging any form of missile attack. Not that they were that maneuverable, but an extra pair of eyes never hurts. He listens to the captain's words, as she retreats to the ready room, and the blue boy's neck turns to give his attention to the new commanding officer and the others on the bridge.<br/><br/>"From a general survey to first contact. This mission about to get exciting." He predicts while turning back to look at the scanner and navigation array keeping eye on the vessel's orbit. "If you need volunteers for away teams, I wouldn't mind. This planet lacks the punch to hit us from the surface even if they pooled their resources - I bet." He didn't have the facts to back that up, but he figured he could stand behind those words. "And orbit is stable enough. Any first year cadet could keep the helm occupied." - Barring a sudden and unexpected spacial anomaly.