Orvos had arrived at in the lounge to fix more equipment Marishka had managed to find something wrong with. While a part of him desperately wanted to send other engineers in his stead, he knew the effect she would likely have on some of the other engineers. Best thing for him to do was to contain her influence to the lounge and leave the heart of the ship alone.

While he couldn’t deny a certain type of attraction to the damsel, there was a part of him that was exceptionally curious. The woman was intelligent, far too smart to be a simple lounge host. What was her story? She hid it well, and avoided most of it whenever he began dabbling.

In any case, he was in the lounge. However he was not alone. Like any smart man in the midst of what could end up being a problematic situation, he decided to have some company he trusted.

Stark Nightstalker had once been an acquaintance, however Orvos now considered him a good friend and ally. He had told Stark the time he planned to arrive. No need to make it evident to Marishka he had sought out a chaperone. It also helped that Stark was married. Less likely for him to fall hard for her femininely whiles. He knew temptation was something that effected all, but having the reminder of what was still sitting back home nearly always helped matters. Unfortunately for Orvos, home was the ground he stood on. He made it a point to keep to himself, but as of late, that was near impossible.

He glanced about for Marishka. Stark would of course make his entrance in due time. As long as the man wasn’t late, he would fine.

-Lt. Orvos Legen, CE

-Lt. Orvos Legen, CE