Ensign Stephanie Moore: All Actions Have Consequences

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((Shuttlecraft Scott))

:: Stephanie fell into listening as the suggestions came forward, thinking about deployment, strategy and how to maximize what little time the storm allowed, along with these 'natives', although the idea of getting a lot of lights up sounded practical. She took a moment to breathe and relax, feeling still a little hyped on the endorphins. Despite not wanting to execute more direct means, some of the memories remained sharp (nothing compared to civilians, especially en mass, who might balk, when talking failed). Instead, she stole a few moments to ditch some of the bulky gear and stow it in an available compartment before returning to the group, sans drop suit, only to have Blair turn around on her. ::

Blair: Ensign you’ve caused enough trouble for now. Stay aboard the Scott with Mister Shayne, you are going to be his co-pilot. And I mean stay inside this time.

:: She blinked. oO Okay... Oo Granted, she understood consequence of actions (sometimes all too well, as she thought about the scars on her side). She frowned a moment, dwelling on her movements. The frustration coming off of Blair was easy to pick up, even for someone of her low ability. She felt an edge of hostility, and withdrew into the events. She dropped, perhaps without letting him know. That, she could understand. She thought she had only given the civilian who got into her face and ripped into her a light slap, but he initiated the confrontation... she worked her mouth and gave all of this another glance. ::

:: oO Trouble... okay. Drop, I get. Civilian getting into and yelling in my face, no. Oo Plus, now she considered the implications that as the tactical officer on hand, being put into a co-pilot position, while it made sense logistically- severely cut into the manpower. ::

:: In the end, Stephanie shrugged. Sooner or later the Lt.Commander would get around to getting off his chest what frustrated him the most. If Blair wanted her side-barred, there was nothing she could do about it except comply. ::

:: She didn't bother to respond, but rather removed herself from the group and headed up for cockpit area of the shuttle. Sliding into the co-pilot chair, Stephanie took initial scans of the area and took some topigraphical scans. oO Let's see what this place looks like, since we're here. Oo She threw a glance over at Shayne, busy with his own work. ::

Moore: Hope you don't mind me joining you.

Shayne: [TAG]


TBC...



Ensign Stephanie Moore
Tactical Officer
USS Gemini