His back turned to her he puts on his Helmet. "Where I come from You knock on The Door First before entering"
"I was hoping to get a look at your face." She looks at Yasmeena's sleeping form. "Damn, I was coming in to hit on her, but she looks so peaceful. I don't want to wake her."
Loreley stood in front of her pilots, 'I'm Commander Loreley Rhinnus, for anyone who doesn't know yet. I'll be your new squadron commander after what happened to your previous commander and your comrades. My condolences.' She cleared her voice, 'We are to join the cruiser Netuno for a mission. Once we get the order from the Commodore we will take our starfighters to the Netuno and await further orders there.' She let them all sit down and sat down at a table herself. She looked over the squadron roster of her pilots while she waited for the order to head out.
"Shes been trough allot. She needs some Rest. You should get some sleep aswell before our next Assigment...."
She sees that all of them have a good amount of combat experience, except for the young woman who greeted her. A message appears on her commlink informing her to transfer to the other ship whenever she's ready.
She grins. "Probably." She pulls down Yasmeena's towel and has a peek at the green bust. "Between her and me, you're a lucky Mando".
He slaps her Hand away. "I said let her Sleep. Be glad that I didnt expose You back there. Now get out of my Room"
Loreley read the message and told her squadron to suit up and head for their ships. As they had only eight pilots, she split them into two flights of four, taking the rookie pilot in her flight to keep an eye on her. She assigned the most senior pilot of the squadron to be the flight leader of the second flight. The brunette looked at the TIE/ln figher sitting in the hangar bay, it wasn't as good as that experimental interceptor they had had in the last mission, but it was still a good craft and a more familiar one. The eight TIE/ln starfighters quickly left the Harbinger's hangar and set a path to the Netuno's strike group, flying in formation.
Fendrat right now want only to lock himself in the workshop and repair all mechanic, maybe ewen tried to invite something new. But with promotion come new duty and he have to do it right. Zeltron put on himself his uniform of Enginer and check in computer who will be under his comands in enginires. Maybe it will be someone who he know already?
He puts on his cleaned Armour and puts The Warm Bedcover over Yasmeenas Body. He heads to The Other Room to check on Doran.
As the squadron lands, a flight officer stands waiting for Loreley to approach. She takes the group to the pilot's area. "At ease. You should be okay to do as we please until the Commodore gets back. The mess and bar are open to you, and there are rooms available if you want to catch up on sleep. When the Commodore returns, we'll be heading off on some sort of mission. The Admiral decided that we'd need additional units for it, so get ready for trouble".
As chief Engineer of his section, Fendrat has 12 workers under his command. Most are droids, but there are a few organics. A note waiting for him informs him that while he is to continue duties on the ship, he has been recommended for use in ground operations, and may be used in that capacity in the future.
DT-L30 picks up the weapon, then sends Loreley a reply, "Oh, is that what this is about? Liking her? I mean, sure, she's alright. But you know me, relationships were never my thing." He then heads to his quarters to prepare, putting on his armor, and what not.
'Very well, wing commander, sir,' Loreley saluted to the officer and told her unit to take time for themselves for now. She took Tarrik to the side, 'Another strange assignment mission. What do you think? I didn't even know they still used old Acclamators.' 'Hey, I don't need to play matchmaker. Just tell her clearly that it's nothing serious with you,' Loreley replied, 'But who knows what might happen if you play your cards right with her? I wouldn't say no if she asked me to join you two some time.'
DT receives a message informing him to report to Admiral Zenobia on the Harbinger at his earliest convenience.
He holds up some bacta. "This stuff helps with the burns. Luckily it wasn't a high intensity force field. That probably would have incinerated me. I'm okay, I can't fight, but I'm good at taking a beating. I've had a lot of practice." He grins.
