With a grumble and much muttering the crew got back to work, many sniggering at the Chiss who had been made an unfortunate example of. He glowered at the others, causing many to turn away, though one, a Twi'lek who looked like he never stopped smiling, put an arm around his shoulder. "You shouldn' be angry, Theo. Our cute little captain did have a point. We're due to go through an asteroid field any time now. You can get back at Danis on Taris."

Theo shrugged his companion away, scoffing lightly. "Should just throw that Imperial worshiping bastard out the airlock...And stop callin' the Captain cute, Calosen. It's not right." He looked back from his position about to enter the cockpit. The Twi'lek though had stopped and was merely staring at his friend. "Are you serious? Wait..." he paused, gaining a conspiratorial grin, "You just don' want the rest of us thinking she's cute. You want her all you yourself!" His eyes were sparkling as he spoke, hands clasped in front of him in his "dreamy" pose.

With his eye twitching slightly the now very unamused Chiss massaged the bridge of his nose. He just wasn't up for his friends antics. "Why in the world would you even consider such a thing..."

"Because...Well...Umm...You know, now that I think about it...Because it's fun to mess with you. You could have at least, I don't know, blushed, or something. You know, made it so that I could be all surprised and make fun of ya for a while." Calosen was still talking as Theo walked in to the cockpit, closing and locking the door behind him. He let out a small groan as he made his way to his chair, prepared to get to work despite his pounding headache. "How could that idiot think I like the Captain of all people," he scoffed.

"I don't know, but I really hope you don't. 'Cause if you do, ya need a lot of help with the whole courting thing." He froze and looked at the Captains chair where a pair of...feet? were hanging over the back. Suddenly legs followed and hooked on to the back of the chair as the Captain pulled herself up to smirk at him, wrapping her arms around her legs to keep herself up. "Then again, you could go with the excuse that you were trying to prove that you're more of a man or whatever. I don't think I'd buy it though..."

She looked over to the Chiss who was a few shades of blue paler than he should have been. With a frown she let herself fall rather gracelessly back in to the chair so that she could stand up. "Hey, you gunna be sick or somethin'?" She suddenly gave a sympathetic hiss as she saw the bruise forming on his forehead. "Shoulda gone to the med bay before comin' up here Theo. Danis got ya pretty good."

He swatted her hand away and stalked over to the control panels at his seat, doing his best to ignore her. "Ahh, so you're one'a those tough guys who don't need any help," she commented, smirking as her comments made his eye twitch. "Can't hand;e orders either, from what I've seen, seein' as you decided it would be alright to brawl in the cargo bay where we have a few hundred thousand creds worth of fragile cargo waiting for us. But that's alright. After all, what's the harm if a few vials of medical supplies get destroyed before we get them to a war ravaged planet where people are dieing. It's not going to matter at all," she fell back in to her chair to stretch as she spoke, yawning loudly.

Theo looked back at her, studying her for a moment as his fist clenched. She noticed and arched a brow at him, looking completely unimpressed. "Something wrong, Theo?" She leaned forward, elbows resting on her knees as she studied him in return. "You know, Theo. This crew is my third. I've had this ship for less than a year," she drawled, ignoring his look of surprise. "I know everything about this ship, the cargo, the route we're taking, and the military and political situation on Taris. We were hired to bring much needed medical supplies to a planet where people die every few hours.

"I'm aware of Daris' views on the Republic and the war. And before you say anything, make no mistakes, the war never halted. It never stopped and it never will until one side wins and the other is destroyed. Just because he leans toward an Imperial point of view, does not mean that you can try to kill him in my cargo bay. If you two want to handle this when we get planet side, then be my guest, but while you are aboard this ship, under my command, you WILL act with dignity and respect. Have I made myself clear."

Theo nodded dumbly at her, unable to find his words. His mind was reeling from that speech. Looking at it, it had been the most she had ever spoken to anyone in her crew. He would have never guessed from her quiet and dark demeanor that she was anything more than a crook who belonged more in the Empire than the Republic. After that tirade though, and looking in her eyes, he could see the proud citizen of the Republic that she was. Letting an awkward silence, on his part anyway, fall between them, he began to think over everything she had just said, his thoughts stalling at a question that had been plaguing him for some time.

"Captain, I've been meaning to ask you...You seem rather young, for all that you're very smart. If you don't mind my asking..." He trailed off as he looked at her, eyes shining with amusement as she bit her lip to keep from laughing. He gave her his normal blank stare in response to her amusement.

"First off, if you're going to ask my age, you might as well ask my name too. I know I never gave it to any of you." She could not longer contain her laughter as the look of realization came over him. It had always just seemed right to call her Captain after all. The need for a name had seemed completely unnecessary. "As much as I love being called Captain, there are a lot of captains out there. I need my name to get around so that I can be praised and worshiped as I should be." Theo rolled his eyes and she waved him off. "Anyway, I'm Sahire Fadreen. And to answer your round-about question, I'm eighteen."

Silence was all that met her admission, though she was very obviously not worried. Theo, on the other hand was shocked, not that she could blame him. She was the youngest aboard by three years, minimum, and yet she was the one ordering everyone about. He had thought her to be in her early twenties at the youngest, but now a lot of her more childish antics seemed to make sense. Like when she cut the power to the lights and then made very creepy rattling noises echo throughout the ship. Mind you, watching half the crew freak out had been more than a bit amusing to him. At the time he just figured she had overheard one of the men talking about the rumors that this was actually the old haunted freighter, The Fallen Neebray, under a new name.

"Alright Captain. I think flying with you is going to be one heck of a trip," he grinned at her. "Lets get these supplies to Taris and then go get some drinks." Sahire cheered as she straightened in her seat, assisting him as they began to enter the asteroid field. "First rounds on you though, Captain."

"And why's that?"

"Isn't that was the captain does to make sure the crew stays on? Get us drunk then make us get back on the ship before we can sober up?" He laughed as she put on a mock-pondering expression. "Is that what I've been doing wrong? Damn. Gunna have to fix that...Alright, first rounds on me! Hope you like Reactor Cores."

She laughed as he made an almost gagging sound. "Captain, you are going to be the death of me."

"Well, think of it this way; We'll have plenty of fun getting' you to that grave."