Welcome to Gaia! ::

Faleen stood, and waited through the introduction, in a display of modeled professionalism and formality within this situation.
She glanced from Hayes to Star and back as the Elite spoke.
completely disregarding the fact that there might have been a slight pink to her cheeks.

"Star," Faleen's hazel eyes drew over to the tall man, and returned his bow with a polite nod, and a gentle smile "Its good to see you again, you look well."

She turned back to Hayes when he asked her about the specs, this caused the corners of her lips to twitch, and she shook her head.
"Regrettably not, Sir." she replied nodding her head toward the screen. "Its all as much gibberish now as it was before."

Star arched an eyebrow and smirked. Whatever their problem, he was sure he could figure it out. "Of course." He leaned closer to examine the screen, "What is it, some sort of......" His voice drifted silent as he stared at the drawings. A moment passed, then he recoiled, like the image might be dangerous. "Where did you get that??"

Star tensed and turned a glare on Hayes, "Of course I know what it is. I spent the last ten years decrypting that man's ridiculous doodles into workable schematics. I'd recognize his infantile scrawling anywhere. Why do you even have that? You should throw it away, it's not worth the effort of whatever poor sap you've got trying to figure it out."

Star stared at Hayes. He looked at Faleen, then the screen, then Hayes again. "No.. no no." He shook his head, "No you don't understand, I just left Team Galactic to get away from that." He jabbed a long finger at the offending doodles.

Faleen watched between the two men as they talked, Star clearly protesting having any involvement in this project, while it was passed down to him... from her own complete failure to comprehend.
Her lips tightened a little at this thought.

But she stood by, leveling her gaze on Star after it seemed that he wasn't going to have a choice in getting out of this.
"Star, Rocket has a rare opportunity here, with Deimos in hand, and you yourself on our side, we're as close as we've ever been to learning something."

She looked at Hayes. "I would like to submit a request that I remain in this project as well."
Having Star work on something alone at this point in time sounded like a terrible idea.
The Galactic boss' mind has been a source of stress and embarrassment for Faleen, if Star really could provide any insight, she wanted to know.

"Go for it," the elite nodded, his lines of thought falling parallel to Faleen's. He winced faintly as Star's unique voice bounced off the nearby reflective surfaces and made Rockets look up from their projects - or in the case of one testing a motor, at his project.

"I'm gonna disagree," he replied and twitched his glasses back into place. "From the department's point of view this is perfect; Lucere wants those designs decoded and you've got years of experience doing exactly that." And doing it well, he had to assume, given the number of Galactic devices they'd encountered. "The kind of tasks you're asking for aren't done at the grunt level - most people end up assembling servos and wiring circuits until they make it to agent. I'd rather not explain to the boss why the most qualified guy for the job is off doing something any freshly promoted recruit could do, so I'm putting my foot down here." It was all said with a mild smile but a definite tone, despite however he might sympathize with Star's desire. "You're still on an important project from day one."

"But.. but..." Star sputtered desperately, looking like he'd just taken a considerable blow. Somehow his desire to impress Hayes managed to reboot and, wincing, he straightened back up. "I- ...yes sir."

To say he sounded unhappy was an unparalleled understatement.