Esayo

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Jackdaw didn't quiver in the face of Varus's anger. She didn't feel in the wrong, she was protecting herself. It didn't matter to her what Rennac purported to be able to do, the man had not yet gained the right, nor the trust to implement any changes to her. Even if Varus sided with him, she would not allow it to be made by him.

She did find it interesting when Rennac practically stormed out. Running away in the face of resistance didn't speak any more in his favor, at least that's what it looked like to her. Still, she did not falter from attention, waiting and focusing on Varus until he officially brought the meeting to an end. After that, it'd just be a matter of prepping herself for the mission.

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Jackdaw glanced over the sheet as it came to her, and then closed it out. Maybe it would be interesting after all, though she still felt the more immediate threat of missing supplies should have taken precedence. However the majority thought otherwise, and she wouldn't argue. Her alarms did go off when Rennac began talking about altering people's armor.

She didn't say anything, but she did take a subtle step back. She would be damned if that man got anywhere near her body. When anyone tinkered with her it left her feeling odd, like she wasn't herself.

"He is not messing with my body," she said flatly.

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Jack felt on the verge of nodding off. She couldn't control the mission choice, and if Varus was legitimately worried about the vanishing colony, then she figured it had at least some weight. When Rennac started to talk, she more or less tuned out; there were some things like the description of the virus and what not, but all of the technical talk and the talk about his missions quite frankly left her bored.

No wait, a point of worry did come to her mind. In fact, the more she thought about it, the more it worried her. Rennac seemed to be the leading authority on what the virus could do, and how it worked, even if he was boring and verbose. She looked to Varus, brow furrowing preemptively.

"You will be leading us, right? You, the Captain. Right?" she said more than asked, but it was clearly a weighted question.

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Finally, they were getting started. As Varus began listening the available contracts, she filed each one through her own personal interests. It didn't take her long to decide and, being something of an opinionated person, was the first to pipe up about why her choice was obviously the best one.

"I say we take the third one," she said, taking a step forward. "It's the only solid one, really, aside from ]i]maybe[/i] the mining nonsense. At least with this one we know what we're up against, we know what we stand to gain, and we're doing a service of supply and vengeance for the Alliance. Pretty simple choice if you ask me, better than chasing ghosts and digging up rocks."

If Max had been present she might have worded the last part differently, but it wouldn't have changed her point. The fact that they'd even considered taking the ones regarding missing persons shocked her. She felt quite frankly insulted that they would be sent on a search and rescue. They were a high-end military vessel, not the damned lost and found.

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Jackdaw continued to stand at attention, waiting with an induced obliviousness to the others around her save for the captain.She was faintly aware of Claire's entrance, and though she didn't really care about the secretary, she could understand why Varus would want her there. Again then, there was silence, and nothing, and in the absence she bounced on her heels, clicked her tongue behind her teeth, anything to pass the time.

Then there was Ryder, accompanied by the loud echoes of his steps. The giant of a man broke her concentration for only a moment, and in that moment she was reminded of her competitive tendencies. He was something else when it came to strength, even if a bit dull, he presented a fair bit of challenge.

After a moment of course, her attention returned to the captain, and she once again tuned out the other distractions.

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Jackdaw grinned when the intercom came on before she could even hear Varus's voice. It was a sound she'd come to associate with excitement, and purpose. She finished her drink and started for the war room while Varus was still calling names, heedless to whether or not Dresden followed. Why wouldn't she? This was another step towards their next mission.

When she entered the room she paid no mind to anyone else present. She didn't sit, she didn't pace, she stood still as stone and kept her focus on Varus. The others didn't matter, at least not yet. She caught a glimpse of the new guy, and if she'd cared to say anything, might have been impressed that he was there so quickly. But no, his presence wasn't important when they were about to receive their purpose.

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"Thanks, I'll keep it in mind. I think once I get a chance to be back in my skin again it'll fix most of the stuff. Just...ugh, I feel naked, frail."

She continued on, making her way to the closest area she could grab a drink, and did so. She wasn't exactly a heavy drinker, -in fact she was something of a lightweight when it came to alcohol- but she could enjoy one or two every now and then.

So she took a seat. It wasn't so bad when she had something to occupy her, she focused on the drink more than the action, and it distracted her.

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"Never been one for knights," she mused, her on jab at humor. She couldn't hold a candle to the level of snark people like Dresden and Varus tended to throw around, but she liked to dabble every now and then.

As she walked on, her focus moved more to her own joints. She moved her shoulders around, bent her arms out and in. There were creaks and pops, nothing out of the usual, but she was growing tired of just stretching to get her exercise. For the briefest moment the skin around her neck shuddered a darker hue, traveling in a wave down past her shirt, and vanishing beneath her clothes until it passed along her feet.

"I'm gonna wear if we don't do something soon. It's been two weeks since I've shifted, gonna need oil at this rate," she grumbled. An over exaggeration, but it didn't mean much.

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Jackdaw looked over curiously when Dresden entered the room. She'd heard Dresden and Rennac talking -or rather Dresden yelling and Rennac defending- but figured she'd stay out of it. It didn't concern her, she cared very little about what the new guy did around the ship, to be fair she wasn't a technical wizard, so she more than likely wouldn't understand a lot of it. She knew the workings of her armor inside out and backwards, but the ship? Different beast. At least to her.

She began to reply, but the ship began to rise, and she paused. A grin tugged at her lips, she felt relieved to be moving onward, and hoped they had a mission soon. She didn't want to be antsy in the middle of space.

"Hey," she said absently, rolling the legs of her pants up past her knees. Of course there was no legitimate reason she would have to armor up on the ship, but it was something to do, and if she did, she'd save a pair of pants from being shredded. "Finally off the ground. Was afraid I was going to lose my air-legs."

She didn't usher Dresden to follow her -not her place really- but she headed out of the room. She needed to be walking, moving. Maybe she'd grab a drink, she wasn't sure. Regardless, she continued to talk, heading out into the hall. "Wonder if the Captain has anything set for us."

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I'm gonna interject my own personal stance on my character's habits and say Jackdaw pretty much keeps the journal hidden when she isn't actively using it. My bad, should have clarified.