Oreste barely entered the room and introduced himself when Sarah said"Please get me out of the miserable station."and it sounded strange , almost like she was feeling an attack on her person.
"Of course Commander. We will discuss more if you wish aboard the Korma or on Yuma , if you require any sleep." he turned around and ordered the Sarge "Reform detail. Escort us to Korma! And if we have any issue, please take care of it. But remember , no use of lethal force" .
"Yes, sir! Gilbert, Chat , you two in front. Irwin, you secure any crossroads. Ibom , you and me are forming the rearguard. Please , Med Force personnel in between us. " He waited until all were in position and he ordered "Let's Go"
Barely exiting the conference room area, when a voice was heard from the back, yelling toward the Commander. Sarge was grinning especially since he saw the uniform of Outcasts and ordering Ibom to continue , he proceeded towards the Maltese which seemed that he was as high as he could get and was ready for a fight "Listen here Orange, I do not like you and you do not like me and if it were up to me, I would decorate this walls with your blood and would use your guts as a drying line but this is a neutral station. You were yelling insults towards one of my guests. Refrain or you will loose some teeth "
" Wha' , 'ou defen' that piece? She givin' you something too ? I will .... " but the Maltese couldn't finish his sentence as Sarge activated his helmet and with the full power hit the Outcast in his face , rendering him unconscious. "That is for yelling insults to a human being, Gods waste of creation that you are " Sarge added as he was running to catch up with the group.
As they headed towards the ship, no one dared to challenge them and Sarge went ahead to open the airlock. He stood on attention as the group was passing by him.
"Sarge, you have some blood on your helmet. Anything I need to know or treat?"
" No sir, just correcting some people attitude and teaching them manners."
"Ah, I see. Please clean your helmet. "
The group entered the Lounge on level 3 and Oreste turned towards the Med Force team "There are Lounges as this on every deck which have Sirian and Crayterian cuisine. Do not be shy. As for rooms if you needed, use the level Console to see your accommodation and also to call for any assistance."
He led Commander Sarah and a small part of her team to the elevator to Level 1 Lounge " Please follow me" he said as he invited them to enter. The trip was short and soon they were in a luxurious lounge, having a better part of the roof covered in plexi-glass.
" We will depart in 1 hour and 20 minutes as scheduled. What do you wish to do Commander Sarah ? " he asked as most of the Med Force scattered around , sampling the food, "And do you mind to tell me why I detected a small note of fear and anxiety in your voice earlier ?"