Kara ran her hands through her hair, trying to compose herself. Frak this was crazy. Who did this frakking ship have? Lee? Bill? Sam? Frak...Kacey? Even if it had Saul frakking TIGH she was...

She had no choice, and it chafed at her. She felt resentment and anger building in her, a snarl curling her lips. But she had no frakking CHOICE but to do this, to serve the whims of this THING...

She closed her eyes, her hands gripping her hair briefly before she tossed off a somewhat sarcastic salute. "Ready and waiting for orders...Captain."