Your Have A Limited View

The Universe is Huge, and in it are all sorts of people. We tend to think of ourselves as the dominant species, but I've seen others, and not just dead ones. Some of them very much Alive and not too happy about our galactic aspirations. - Chronicles of Lorentino

"Being in charge sucks." It was the paramount thought Rolando had in his head. Lorzine had told him before rank didn't matter, in black ops everyone was an anything. But that was apparently all bullshit now since Rolando had been given command of recruiting new none insane people to the unit because of his rank "Think of it as a learning experience". Lorzine's words did not make all the space travel and meeting very capable and very boring people any easier to swallow.

"Seat taken?" Rolando hardly looked up from his data screen to notice the woman who wanted to sit next to him. He was in the common area of the commercial flight, the RiG's didn't normally travel this far into space and so he had to take what he could get.

"No, but if you're looking for conversation."

"Then I won't find it with you Commander, I'm aware." He was taken a back at first, but he had already shouted at one of the servants earlier after she kept insisting he have breakfast.

"Then by all means have a seat." Commerical space flight was terrible. Too many stops, not enough creature comforts, and above it all bored people looking to kill the time. Rolando's problem wasn't the time, it was trying to find a squad of people without an issue with killing, but also not mentally damaged. Rolando also amused himself wondering if he was in the best mental space to hire anyone considering his own mental history, but he got the feeling that was factored in to the job.

"I do find myself wondering why a RiG is on a commercial flight." It had been an hour since she sat down, Rolando could feel fatigue in his eyes, so he decided to humor her. He was surprised when he looked from his data to see she was blue and her eyes lacked a pupil or at least one he could see. He could tell he hadn't exactly hidden his reaction because of the way she chuckled.

"Sorry for staring."

"Not like I could see it anyway."

"You're blind?"

"No, but RiG's always are so gullible when dealing with alien species, you people join the galaxy and then pretend you own it." She was wearing a uniform of sorts, Rolando assumed some kind of diplomat from her way of talking, higher more dignified than what he assumed was his low way of talking.

"Sorry for my culture."

"No need to apologize Commander Lorentino." She had gotten closer to him, and he became aware he bore no name tag, and outside of the ticket taker he hadn't said his name anywhere.

"How did you know..."

"We know a lot about you Commander, but the most important thing we know about you, is that you're looking for new people, we can assist."

"Who's we exactly?"

"We'll get to that, in time." Rolando didn't exactly like the implication there, and he liked it even less when an explosion went off on the ship a minute later.