"Darren Lane, you have ten seconds to get in here before Rassid finishes his coffee." Kirov called out to the lobby. She sighed as the entire ship moved, jarring her to a normal sitting position.
"Dammit Vorchevsky, I was comfortable!" Sasha shouted his way before resuming her laid-back appearance. "And heel Rassid, don't go rabid dog just yet tovarich."
Kirov waited for the new recruit to blunder into her office, and wondered what Rassid would do with that cup of coffee if he felt angered. She had never worked with him before, but she heard the stories.