Third Dance
[Rukia is standing outside of the door to the docking bays. She holds one arm folded across her chest, while holding her other hand to her chin in thought. A frown holds on her face- the entire situation gave her a bad feeling. It's frustrating not to be able to sense whatever is moving throughout the ship.
She turns quickly to her right and sees one of the small shadow-creatures scurry away, and looks up to notice the sphere.]
These shadows... It is hard to tell if their intentions are hostile. While those who are missing are a cause for great concern, it would be easy for them to strike us as we are now. It is possible they are some form of creature that exists in a way where its interaction with us is limited.
[She pauses to look quickly to her left, finally turning away after a moment.]
Even so... Having areas such as the armory and docking bay locked indicates some form of calculated move against us.
She turns quickly to her right and sees one of the small shadow-creatures scurry away, and looks up to notice the sphere.]
These shadows... It is hard to tell if their intentions are hostile. While those who are missing are a cause for great concern, it would be easy for them to strike us as we are now. It is possible they are some form of creature that exists in a way where its interaction with us is limited.
[She pauses to look quickly to her left, finally turning away after a moment.]
Even so... Having areas such as the armory and docking bay locked indicates some form of calculated move against us.