Greyanna Elvanshalee
Your Sketchy Sister
The Inquisitor's Revenge
Pilots. One thing Greyanna could never understand. They made out like traveling the stars was always some awesome adventure full of excitement and thrills. Her experience had been nothing but long drawn out spaces of time between two destinations. Periods of mind numbing boredom.
Thus far it had been much of the same. Everyone seemed to have a job during flight save her. She went to work pre and post flight. The inbetween was her twiddling thumbs most days. Held up in her cabin unless she was called for, feeling useless. That feeling made her stressed and when Grey was stressed bad things happened.
This whole crew thing was a new concept and she still hadn't come to terms with how she felt about it. Stability was strange, being responsible and accountable to other people..even stranger. It paid though, so..there was that. Grey wasn't going to ruin a steady pay check.
In an attempt to appear less useless, she had taken some of her considerable downtime to take a close inspection of Riggs ship. By no means an engineer or mechanic, Grey had seen plenty of freighters enough know where something could be improved.
!!!Holonet Transceiver!!!!
She jotted that down multiple times. It was good to stay connected, especially for her. Other things where listed, nothing major, but it was enough to make her consider not bringing it up to Damon herself. Pride and all that mess. Captain or not, she would knock a spacer out if he wanted to get snippy.
The next option, Teyla. The mom to be seemed like good people and of course had her hooks in Riggs. She got Grey this gig after all and was the only other woman on board. Yeah, she knew getting Teyla to play the baby mama card was underhanded, but likeminds, girl power, sisterhood, Grey wanted that transciever!
Vibrant pink hair followed the sound of a knock on the frame of the captain's quarters. "Teyla, Got a minute?" Peeking in, Grey spotted her hopeful partner in crime alone and didn't wait for a response.
She stepped in, flimsi in hand, before leaning against a wall. "How's the kid?"
[member="Teyla Ee'everwest"]
Pilots. One thing Greyanna could never understand. They made out like traveling the stars was always some awesome adventure full of excitement and thrills. Her experience had been nothing but long drawn out spaces of time between two destinations. Periods of mind numbing boredom.
Thus far it had been much of the same. Everyone seemed to have a job during flight save her. She went to work pre and post flight. The inbetween was her twiddling thumbs most days. Held up in her cabin unless she was called for, feeling useless. That feeling made her stressed and when Grey was stressed bad things happened.
This whole crew thing was a new concept and she still hadn't come to terms with how she felt about it. Stability was strange, being responsible and accountable to other people..even stranger. It paid though, so..there was that. Grey wasn't going to ruin a steady pay check.
In an attempt to appear less useless, she had taken some of her considerable downtime to take a close inspection of Riggs ship. By no means an engineer or mechanic, Grey had seen plenty of freighters enough know where something could be improved.
!!!Holonet Transceiver!!!!
She jotted that down multiple times. It was good to stay connected, especially for her. Other things where listed, nothing major, but it was enough to make her consider not bringing it up to Damon herself. Pride and all that mess. Captain or not, she would knock a spacer out if he wanted to get snippy.
The next option, Teyla. The mom to be seemed like good people and of course had her hooks in Riggs. She got Grey this gig after all and was the only other woman on board. Yeah, she knew getting Teyla to play the baby mama card was underhanded, but likeminds, girl power, sisterhood, Grey wanted that transciever!
Vibrant pink hair followed the sound of a knock on the frame of the captain's quarters. "Teyla, Got a minute?" Peeking in, Grey spotted her hopeful partner in crime alone and didn't wait for a response.
She stepped in, flimsi in hand, before leaning against a wall. "How's the kid?"
[member="Teyla Ee'everwest"]