Snippet #2448669

Virana's first impression of Gunnerson was that he was a typical marine, that impression was further reinforced by the blatant attitude he expressed to her in his first few clipped sentences. She didn't take it personally when he commented on her species and was immediately concerned by it. She was used to that reaction now and it had long since ceased to bother her. What did bother her was the anger that was coming off him in waves. She clenched one hand, the one near her leg, and concentrated on trying to filter it out. As always in this situation she cursed her volatile personality that made controlling her empathic sense so damned difficult. After a moment or two she felt she had it under control although if anyone looked they would most likely see anger in her eyes where there had been none before.

She looked at her flight teams and nodded. "Dismissed."

Once they had all moved off to their prospective ships and stations to wait in case they were called, Virana turned to Gunnerson.

"It's your lucky day Gunnerson, I might be Betazoid but I happen to really dislike taking a wander in other peoples heads. It's really not that nice, doesn't live up to the hype at all. The few I have had the misfortune on wandering about in have made a psychopath look like a teddy bear. Besides I've never been that good at it." Her words were flippant but there was an edge of pain to her voice.

"Secondly I know jack shit about ground marines and so I asked you here to discuss how flight and ground would work together, most other ships I have been on did not have a strong marine presence or a strong flight squadron for that matter. If I'm to give you guys a lift I figured it made sense to actually know who it is I'm dropping off and what they expect of flight tactically. "

Virana ran her hands through her hair leaving a smudge of dirt on her forehead, not that she would have cared if she had realised it. She would never admit it to Gunnerson but she had been a bit taken aback by quite frankly how... hot he was. Not that she was looking of course, she wasn't a cadet looking to land an officer, but for some reason she had not expected it. She chuckled softly to herself thinking that this posting might actually be fun.

"What I do know of however is how to fly and how to fight in space, I'll make you a deal." She was guessing here but she figured he was angry at her species but also that she would try and tell him his job. "I won't tell you how to do your job if you don't tell me how to do mine. That said I always welcome any suggestions a fellow experienced combatant might have."

She raised her hand and rubbed her head. "Now that I've cleared that up do you think you could tone down the anger just a tad, its giving me a headache."