Nira raised an eyebrow so high, she'd almost look like a Vulcan. She didn't care if Sothrick was joking, either. He understood her frustration better than anyone, he did? She wished she could turn to him, but the problem was, he tended to take too long with something. Combined with his past schedule as a commanding officer, it was another reason she never turned to him, not even for counseling, despite that he wanted her to turn to him when she had problems.
Gravesworld had driven that point home in particular; it took him much too long to respond to her when she was in a mob situation, or particularly to keep the queue to waiting for clean water from dissolving into an anarchic mob, and amidst the time it took, she grew increasingly concerned...to put it mildly. Even when he said no, even when he said he had too few security personnel to back her up, the fact that he took so long to respond while a hostile situation was simmering, it marred Nira's trust in Sothrick. While she and her only other fellow security officer, Jez, had gotten out unscathed, whenever Nira saw Sothrick in passing after Gravesworld, the image of what could have happened on Gravesworld crossed her mind: Nira and Jez, buried in a lynch mob, overwhelmed, before dispersing and showing their broken, bleeding bodies from being mob-beaten. And then her thinking: Would you have wanted the blood of two lynched officers in your hands if that had happened?
Oh, Nira had known about mob situations, but having never come up against a mob before was perturbing. The fact that she only had Jez to assist her and protect the medical personnel and Gravesworld authorities had kept making Nira think that they would've had no chance if the mob elected to attack. Even if they didn't, Nira was still disturbed. Despite her training to improve, she had the occasional nightmare of being drowned in a rabid mob and beaten to death.
Still, despite his pacing, he did have excellent wisdom. Now that she figured it properly, perhaps now that he was no longer a Captain, he would probably have a lot less on his plate...at least, she hoped...
Talking to the Titania's captain, that she can understand - Please don't take too long with that, Nira thought, very inwardly, determined to keep her thoughts as inward as possible, again, because of Gravesworld. And then, the fact that they had to meet their department...well, Nira could see what the department was like on the Titania herself if she could, and she would've asked Sothrick on that, but then he went over to talk to Jukish. Maybe it was best she'd wait for the time being, settle in...
The fact of seeing the department, and the prospect of meeting a larger department, was what made Nira look forward to seeing them. A bigger ship meant bigger personnel, especially if Nira had to confront a mob in the future.
She then looked around. Where was the welcoming committee from the Titania's crew? She was puzzled. She had expected to see somebody come meet them...
Gravesworld had driven that point home in particular; it took him much too long to respond to her when she was in a mob situation, or particularly to keep the queue to waiting for clean water from dissolving into an anarchic mob, and amidst the time it took, she grew increasingly concerned...to put it mildly. Even when he said no, even when he said he had too few security personnel to back her up, the fact that he took so long to respond while a hostile situation was simmering, it marred Nira's trust in Sothrick. While she and her only other fellow security officer, Jez, had gotten out unscathed, whenever Nira saw Sothrick in passing after Gravesworld, the image of what could have happened on Gravesworld crossed her mind: Nira and Jez, buried in a lynch mob, overwhelmed, before dispersing and showing their broken, bleeding bodies from being mob-beaten. And then her thinking: Would you have wanted the blood of two lynched officers in your hands if that had happened?
Oh, Nira had known about mob situations, but having never come up against a mob before was perturbing. The fact that she only had Jez to assist her and protect the medical personnel and Gravesworld authorities had kept making Nira think that they would've had no chance if the mob elected to attack. Even if they didn't, Nira was still disturbed. Despite her training to improve, she had the occasional nightmare of being drowned in a rabid mob and beaten to death.
Still, despite his pacing, he did have excellent wisdom. Now that she figured it properly, perhaps now that he was no longer a Captain, he would probably have a lot less on his plate...at least, she hoped...
Talking to the Titania's captain, that she can understand - Please don't take too long with that, Nira thought, very inwardly, determined to keep her thoughts as inward as possible, again, because of Gravesworld. And then, the fact that they had to meet their department...well, Nira could see what the department was like on the Titania herself if she could, and she would've asked Sothrick on that, but then he went over to talk to Jukish. Maybe it was best she'd wait for the time being, settle in...
The fact of seeing the department, and the prospect of meeting a larger department, was what made Nira look forward to seeing them. A bigger ship meant bigger personnel, especially if Nira had to confront a mob in the future.
She then looked around. Where was the welcoming committee from the Titania's crew? She was puzzled. She had expected to see somebody come meet them...