Furry-Within

Mikkaddo slowly lowered his hands, not looking at the hologram at first, watching the weapons on the mech. He then finally did look once he was sure it wouldn't kill him. At least reasonably sure, when she took her helmet off though, he couldn't quite believe it. She looked like girls he'd known long ago, hell she looked like at least one girl he'd dated for a while. The scar was what made the difference though, the scar on her eye, he turned from the hologram, giving her his full attention. "your eye . . ." he looked at the scar, one hand lifting up a bit then going back down. He had scars of his own, plenty of them. He'd not bothered to count his own because it got complicated. But then, being a field operative for the government was never clean. He'd seen plenty of torture. He took a moment to look carefully at it, he'd seen that kind of work before.

"Dagger blade, I'd say about 11 inches long, not a straight metal . . . it was an alloy wasn't it . . . someone who got real close . . . I'd guess someone you thought was a friend . . . before they pulled it on you." He pulled his collar to the side from his uniform, showing a large scar that looked very similar to it and went from his shoulder down under his shirt. "I'm familiar with the kind of thing that makes that scar . . . was a friend who did me, least . . . that's what she'd said she was." He laughed softly, realizing what he was doing and let go of his collar. "ah . . . anyway, which way to the bridge? because like I'd said before, there's sort of a timer, and the sooner we get a line of communication going, the sooner we know everything will be ok . . ." and then remembered what she'd said just before her commanding officer had made his joke. "And no . . . I couldn't order an attack on you, the best I could do is not show up to tell the natives out there that you don't mean them harm and they attack you . . . which . . . if you have more than one of those mechs I'd say you've at least got a damn fighting chance."

She nodded and smiled softly. "You have a good eye for scars mister..." she chuckles and runs a hand over it with a soft sigh, brushing some hair out of her eyes as she looked at Alueza, waving a bit to her as she walked over to Mikkaddo, wagging her armored tail about in a happy manner as she rested a hand on his shoulder.

Alueza brought up the specs to a fighter of sorts, shaking her head before putting them away. "I will be listening if you two need anything"

Mikkaddo smiled softly when she came over to him, her tail wagging and put her hand on his shoulder. He was starting to like her a lot. He knew scars because he'd been through enough situations that lead t scars to know how to tell the difference between them. This ship was huge though, and he smiled softly turning to her. "So uh . . . after I've gone to the bridge . . . could you show me around? I'd love to get the full tour . . ." and smiled to her.