Cʜᴀᴏᴛɪᴄ ɢᴏᴏᴅ, ᴄᴜʀɪᴏᴜs ᴀɴᴅ ᴡɪᴛᴛʏ, Aᴇʟʟᴀ/Eʟsɪᴇ ɪs ᴀ ʀᴇᴘᴀɪʀᴍᴀɴ ᴏɴ Aᴋɪᴠᴀ, ʏᴇᴀʀɴɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ sᴇᴇ ᴛʜᴇ sᴛᴀʀᴛs.
Sʜᴇ ᴍᴀʏ ʙᴇ ᴄʜᴇᴇʀғᴜʟ ᴀɴᴅ ʙᴜʙʙʟʏ, ʙᴜᴛ ʜᴇʀ ʀᴇᴄʟᴜsɪᴠᴇ ғᴀᴍɪʟʏ ʜɪᴅᴇs ᴅᴀʀᴋ sᴇᴄʀᴇᴛs ᴡʀᴀᴘᴘᴇᴅ ɪɴ ᴅᴀʀᴋᴇʀ sᴇᴄʀᴇᴛs.

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There was almost even so much as the hint of morbid curiosity; perhaps even sprinkles of potential adoration in their voice.

They could not deny their own interest in hearing about what had happened...

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They did not outright say the words Mercenaries or Pirates, but by context, it was more than obvious whom this ship aligned with...

"That being said, our next assignment will take us to an impoverished, dangerous and politically unstable fringe world to lend our services to a new customer."

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"She does however have the habit of consuming food and beverage on her workplace.
Note that I greatly disapprove of Gihaal chunks in the cockpit, but the benefits redundant operators outweigh the satisfaction of spacing untidy crew."