Ghost had just come back from doing some target practice in the cargo hold, he had set up little firing range in the corner and "borrowed" some of the captains plush toys to shoot at, leaving some candy in there place, she hadn't seemed to notice yet. In a ship full of mostly women and one idiot guy, he tended to need to do manly and impulsive things, such as shooting pink and frilly plush toys. He was still in his hard suit and had started to remove it when on full blast the captain yelled into his ears yelling something about space piracy, groaning he decided not to bother taking it off. 

He began to walk towards the bridge spotting the the mechanic he ran up to her "Hey Allison, my hard suits stealth systems are on the fritz, can you can do a re-calibration once were done with whatever the Captains come up with?" He said as he disconnected the helmet shrugging it came off with a hiss, he clipped the helmet on to his belt. Bringing up a cigarette, lighter, and his glasses he opened the door to the bridge and entered lighting his smoke.