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"Scanners picking up another vessel in this sector, Captain," Piped Adam, from the navigation station. His bright yellow eyes swiveled to meet hers, awaiting his orders.Â
Kestrel leaned back in her Captain's chair, clicking her tongue, as a small, wry smirk bloomed upon her features. She was curious, but wary, as ever. Ships oft did not bode well - especially Federation Star Ships... yet, she wondered what one would be doing so far out as this was.Â
"Don't de-cloak just yet," Kestrel began. "Give me a visual, Adam,"
The Android tapped at his workstation, the hull's screen coming alight with the image of a ship. Kestrel perked a brow at what she saw. Interesting. Steepling her fingers together, she watched on.Â
"Let's see if they detect us. Don't hail them. Keep our sides and rear free if escape is necessary."
"Caution, from you, Captain?" Vashaar's voice bore the hint of a joke. A rare thing on the Klingon. "I'd not have expected it."
Kestrel chuckled in response. "Mm... you never know, Number One. We're always in danger, after all."
