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"His name was Andreyavik. My father had a habit of naming his children with 'k's it seems. I'm Angelika sir. Angelika Carscallen." She bowed her head, recognising that the losses would be enough for every suriving member to get a triple skull. "You were lucky sir. My company is down to about half a dozen, mostly specialists. Two heavy weapons, a vox caster, and our sharpshooter. I thnk you'll like her, she's got a very fancy peice of kit. The ISU-122 pattern lascannon."

She sighed. "Still, I miss my planetmen and women. My company is fine as it is, but the same six faces over and over makes you go mad for more. Add that to the fact that pretty much all the guys are trying to get uhh..." She stumbled as she realised her audience, before cautiously proceeding. "All the guys are... Trying... To... Get into my pants, [i]and[/i] the fact that none of them can play regicide..." She pause, and her bionic eye looked the commissar up and down, before she grinned. "I heard you play a mean game of regicide sir. Perhaps during our next starship trip i'll get the honour of a game?"