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12.34
1334P-0876
Outpost
Gateroom  

Fiala stood at the door contemplating her next move till Marah arrived when Sergeant Andrews appeared, ready to update the nearest officer he could find and before he could speak a private appeared, eager to speak what he found .

" Sir, reporting in ."

Fiala and Andrews waited for the private to report what he found but like some of the other newbies he was still lost in the head over the stargate . Andrews clicked his fingers in front of his own face and you could hear the frustration ready to trust from his voice .

" Ya plan on standing there like a lamp post , report your findings ."

Fiala wait patiently for the response as the private struggled to decide which one to speak to, it was only when she raised her eye brows that he spoke to her .

" We found located next to the Stargate a large room, with a large number of empty light metal containers . They don't seem to be too heavy, I more than two people could lift them easy ."
Andrews looked towards Fiala and took the idea right out of her head .
" We can use them containers to temporary reinforce are location if there strong enough . As for .."

Fiala broke in to his sentence if only to show Andrews he was't the only with the idea and who was the higher rank .

" As for the room if it has only one entrance we can store the supplies for the present time . Private how many rooms have you searched ."

The private didn't even let her finish her sentence before given an answer . Which made a change .

" We followed orders sir, we stayed with in sight at times, two would cover at door and two enter the room ."

Fiala rolled her as if trying to get an answer from a child ," two sir, the two small rooms next seem to have some computers, they seem to be out of power . There's a number of seats located with in the rooms ." Andrews eyes light up just as much as Fialas and the private was left babbling about the rooms .

" Sergeant Andrews, I want you to organize an experienced small team to go back over this area again and if nothing of treat is with in the area just to be safe, i want a security detail with the supplies in the large room and I also want those containers as agreed to fortify this corridor up to the small rooms and in the gateroom . If those small rooms are safe move the civies in to those rooms . As for you private, all searchs stop here and tell your team commander there ordered to guard this corridor ."

Andrews nodded his head and picked out some men, as for the private he turned and gave a hand signal to two military personal at door of the small room and with that the rest of the men appeared . With in seconds the private was with the rest of his team and their team commander was up dated on orders . Fiala turned towards the gate and remembered Marah team was waiting eagerly for her to deal with any situation that had arising . Fiala walked towards the rest of the team, starring over at Zoja, holding one bag on her lap as if her life depended on it and with that out of nowhere a voice whispered .

"It's ok Sir, she'll be safe you have my word ,"

with that whispered Andrews let out a yell to the security at the door and Zoja whispered in Czech that she was ok .

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[Makes-Eternal-Everlasting]

1234
P-0967 {Velios Five}
Outpost Hangar

[/Warning: Sensor sweep detected. Analysing/] The whispered monotone of the Ancilla rang in Makes' ears as she kept an eye on the readout. It showed an outside view of the hangar where the humans were. [/Sensor sweep analysed. Meowtian in nature. Pinpointing sensor sweep point of orgin/] Her eyes flickered briefly as her own sensors kicked in. everything went thermal for a brief heartbeat before her vision returned to normal. [/Sensor point of origin confirmed/] Briefly a being within the hangar was targeted and blinked twice in her vision before the notice faded.

It was time to act. She shifted a large furred hand to her belt and kicked it into gear. Two seconds later she appeared as a rather tall human woman. Apparently a native of the place. One of the few it seemed. Quite tall. Yet also armed with two weapons, a pistol, and something else that appeared to be a sword hilt.

Her own sensor sweep picked up the three humans outside as well. The same three humans she saw on the hologram screen. She watched as one human poked at the hologram. Seeing where he was poking she smiled and hit the release sequence to open the human sized hangar door to let the threesome enter. As soon as all three were in, the pale blue, thick like glass yet full of hard holographic energy sprang up behind them. Locking them in.

The only thing inside the hangar was her marble black starfighter. which was quite small to begin with. Which also left the question of who was there. Or at least who left the strange piece of marble black technology which looked no larger then a midsized sedan. It was practially a cockpit tied to a pair of engines. Marble black in color. It was in a word, a very pretty small wedgelike craft. But it was fast and it packed a punch.

As she moved through the halls that encompassed the hangar she halted without a sound as her ancilla rang out a warning of[ /Others detected. Standby/] Makes kept careful watch on her motion tracker she could see on the inisde of her hardlight hologram disguise and watched carefully where the foursome where going. [/Detection complete. Meowtian and humans enroute to our location. What ever you have planned, see to it/] Like heck. Makes thought.

She waited until two of the humans were dangerously close to her fighter before calling out a feline string of words "Stay del chea kanleng del anakmean !" Which translated means 'Stay where you are!' her Diamane Rod was out and aimed towards the closest to her fighter, a human in black clothing who looked experienced in such situations where as the older male appeared confused and the female was well, Makes could not make out exactly what was going over each humans face. Her attention however, was locked on the Meowtian. "Anak!{You!}" She said to Aear. "tae anak bah yean av khnhom ban te ? {Did you touch my craft ?}" Her voice was calm, to the point, and rather steady as she pointed towards Aear, then at the craft as she spoke.

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[Aear Charter]

1234
P-0876
Outpost
Hangar

"You can turn visible now." said Aear as Chiquita ran up to him turning visible. He'd focused some nanites to his left eye to give him a magical vision. He just couldn't figure out this craft. Aear sighed and turned towards Korey and the group.

"Korey! Hisashiburi!" he said with a grin. "What are you guys doing in this sea? I wasn't aware of any Earthican teams coming over here." he added as Chiquita hid behind him.

"Stay del chea kanleng del anakmean !"

Aear turned to the new voice, his magical vision showing him her without the disguise. "Translation?" he asked Chiquita. She was silent for a moment as she and her AIMNW Faraday ran their universal translation routines. Something an intelligence officer was taught during initial training.

"Stay where are." said Chiquita.

Aear had his left eye on Make's disguise device and his right on the weapon she pointed at the human. He closed his eyes and drew his double sided sword from his back at pointed it at her, holding it more like a staff then a sword. He took what looked like a defensive stance. He hadn't known Korey very long but as far as he knew or cared Korey wasn't at fault here, so he'd protect the humans from this unknown aggressor. Make's posture and the fact she had a weapon pointed at Korey's team made it clear to Aear that she held them responsible for something.

"Anak!" She said to Aear. "Tae anak bah yean av khnhom ban te ?"

"Onii-chan touch craft?" translated Chiquita after another pause.

"Is it hers?" he asked to which Chiquita simply nodded. "And there was me hoping for secret treasure." he sighed. "So why are you pointing your weapon at them if I'm the one who's upset you."

(Joint post for Aear and Chiquita)

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Roger ignored the order to stay put. Instead, he attached himself to one of the military groups, his medical bag full of stuff. He approached the older woman, whose name he didn't know, but her uniform said that they were military. . 

Cherrio. Sorry to interrupt, but do you mind taking me to the infirmary? If things go south, we might need a medic or two...  He hld up his doctor's bag. I can go allong down the hallway, and find an empty room. It will suffice for now. He sighed, and followed the military officers down he hall. He felt a little superflouous, and in the way. He hoped he would be useful soon. 

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(Sorry so lame. My Roger muse doesn't wanna play today. He wants to go hang with his wife...)

[Robert "Bobby" Oxford Jr]

1233 Hours
P-0967
Outpost
Gateroom

Bobby frowned as Matt's voice floated through his radio and all he wanted to shake his head at the man. But he hadn't missed that beat of correction either. It would be a while before the two of them got used to using ranks and protocol on each other. It could get testy as well.

Make decisions on the situation he had little to no understanding about. Talk about being dumped between the rock and the hard place. Whether he made the right or the wrong calls, the Admiral was still going swipe his butt over it. Sighing it might as well be the over the wrong call. Pushing himself to his feet, he walked over to where James and co were, bending to his knees, when the man spoke again, "You mean...Go.Out.There." He pointed to the gate again. "Swell."

Yet the idea was crazy.

And just who the heck was on SV-1? He really needed to keep tabs on that. Or rather needed to access his memos, "Who's gonna lead this trip anyway?" he asked not realising that he would have to make his own team on the spur.

His own? Dear lord, someone better start praying here.

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[Koren Telion]

1234
Hanger
Outpost


"Yes." Fee's voice came across the radio once again as she relayed her idea, "Aear Charter has eyes on the door. Find him, and then start pressing buttons. Look especially for one that is red, or black. That should be the power button. It probably won't be obvious. But whatever you do, DON'T press anything in blue. That seems to trigger the warning." The Meowtian again. Fantastic. Back on base, the boy had been intent on causing trouble. Koren wondered if anything would change in the field. Koren knew better than to wonder at how he got here; in this line of work, friends and enemies popped up no matter where you go, even if the area is supposed to be unexplored.

"You said buttons right?" Came the Meowtian's voice, "...Here's what you do. Hit the third one, then the fifth one, then the one that has a 'Q' on it, then hit the batman symbol. If that doesn't work just bash everything!" Batman symbol? Koren thought as he removed the main panel from the door to reveal dozens of buttons, switches and wires underneath pulsing a multitude of colors.

"Actually, Kor-Lt." Koren grimace and blushed simultaneously, thankful for Fee's slip up. Maybe their friendship would stick after all. "Try that, minus the Batman lark. Aear, please try not to be a pisser." You can say that again, "Have you a radio? If not, stick close to the Lt." Koren suspected Aear was on the other side of the door. He gave the eyes out hand signal and pressed the buttons in the order Aear specified.

The radio chatter continued, "Fee-Fee thats you right? I'm not with Korey right now but my MaNaR scan says he's on the other side of the door. I don't have a radio i've just been projecting my telepathy over it... Like a circuit bypass of sorts. Anyway I found a nice looking strike craft, not a design I recognise. It's not Meowtian, Lumix or Chou and i'm pretty sure it's not one of yours." Alien aircraft. Finally. Koren continued to work on the door, hitting the last button in the sequence....

...Nothing. "Sorry, guys. That didn't seem to-" Suddenly, the door swooshed open, almost of its own accord. Koren looked at the panel; all red. He shook his head; sometimes there are things you'll just never understand. "-nevermind, we're all good here, proceeding to the hanger."

He signaled Mac and the Admiral inside and swept in himself. After checking the corners and getting the all-clear from each member, the Admiral spoke up, "Look around the hanger. Watch our six," He said, his eyes striking the fighter, "I think someone might be on the planet and we ain't alone." He keyed his radio, relaying a warning back to the main group, "Heads up folks," he spoke, "We might have company."

Koren surveyed the craft. It was tiny, and I mean tiny. A one, maybe two-seater, the ship pretty much looked like a canopy sitting between two oversized engines affixed to a wing. Koren suspected the thing would be fast and very maneuverable, but probably next to impossible to handle without practice, and the large guns on the side were of a make Koren had never seen before, but they looked deadly.

Koren continued over to Aear, who spoke to nobody in particular, "You can turn visible now." Suddenly, a small Meowtian female who couldn't be more than 9 or ten years old by human standards materialized out of thin air next to Aear, her eyes locked on Koren's. I hate it when they do that. But Koren knew that this old acquentance needed to be an old friend this mission; they could afford no trouble at the moment, so he came over and offered the Meowtian a hand. "Aear, old buddy!"

"Korey! Hisashiburi!" The Meowtian said with his signature smile, "What are you guys doing in this sea? I wasn't aware of any Earthican teams coming over here."

"You know our MO, Sergeant," Koren said with a smile, patting the Meowtian's shoulder and gesturing to the fighter, "So are you saying this one isn't yours?"

Suddenly an unknown voice came from behind the two of them. Koren spun as the voice was speaking, bringing his P90 to train on the source of the voice, "Stay del chea kanleng del anakmean !" The first word Koren understood, and the tone of the phrase told Koren what it said long before the smaller Meowtian translated: "Stay where are."

A slender, dark haired female in a skin-tight leather suit stood in a strong attack stance with some sort of staff weapon aimed directly at Koren's chest. He knew that if he moved to evade, he would be struck down immediately. Koren instead placed his finger on the trigger of his P90 and waited for things to play out. The woman addressed Aear.

"Anak! Tae anak bah yean av khnhom ban te ?" ("Onii-chan touch craft?")

"Is it hers?" Aear asked the little Meowtian. She nodded, and Aear sighed, "And there was me hoping for secret treasure. So why are you pointing your weapon at them if I'm the one who's upset you."

Koren saw the woman's eyes trained on Aear and keyed his comm, speaking very softly into the mic, "Security Code Crimson. I repeat, Security Code Crimson." Koren hoped someone remembered the security codes he'd devised; Crimson stood for 'Contact with potential hostiles; Under Duress; Need Assistance; Approach with Caution,' Or in short, 'we're in serious trouble.'

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[Kana Charter]

1234
P-0876
Outpost
Gateroom

Kana wandered aimlessly into the gateroom. Where those two had wandered off two this time was beyond her. Knowing her siblings her sister had wanted to play hide and seek and her brother had agreed without hesitation. "Mataku." she sighed as she came round the corner suddenly noticing a whole bunch of people in their supposedly empty base.

"Onii-chan, theres a bunch of random people in the gateroom."[/i] she informed her brother and team leader via telepathy.

"Earth?" she said out loud to herself after a moment. "Of course you would say that." she sighed approaching an random officer.

"Excuse me, I'm the doctor for the team that's already here. I've been asked to show you to the infirmary i've set up. If your medical officers and whatever escort you feel nessicary could follow me please." said Kana giving them enough time to assemble themselves before leading the way. It took a few minutes to get them there but Kana led them to a large room in which currently just had a couple of beds that they'd found/built.


"It's not much but I don't have any equipment as of yet." she informed them. "I suggest we make a joint medical operations room here."

Kana muttered to herself in Meowtian. Aear would pick a place where another team was heading. You know at first she thought this was actually going to be some kind of vacation. Turns out it was much better than that and she'd actually get some work to do. Maybe he did actually know what he was doing. Though more likely it's just a huge coincedence but with Aear she could never really tell.

[Liam Kelly]

1234
P-0876
Outpost
Gateroom

After sniffing out the scent in front of him, Shadow got up and pulled on the leash, taking Liam with him.  Shadow heal  Liam called out in German to the dog, getting him to stop.  "What was that all about Shadow?.....something get your attention?" he asked in English as he collected himself, then looked around the part of the room that Shadow dragged him too.  What on earth is all of this?  Liam asked himself as stood there, gun in one hand, Shadow's leash in the other.  Liam looked back behind him to see if anyone noticed what had happened and followed him and Shadow over to this part of the gate room.  As he did that, he got the feeling that they were being watched and raised his P90 as if he was expecting someone or something to attack him and Shadow.



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[Matthew Oxford]

1235 Hours
P-0967
Outpost
Hanger Bay

When h3ll broke loose a little, Matt had his hands tightened around the gun. Swinging it between the cat man and he craned his head a little to look at the newcomer, really craned it. Since she was tall, towering over him by a good feet or so, yet he was himself reasonably tall. Mexican stand off was the last thing he wanted.

Fair enough that trouble followed Oxfords like a bad penny, but this was just ridiculous, frankly speaking/thinking. His only defence was that they weren't even on Earth. He wasn't the one to sniff for trouble. His eyes widened when a young girl spoke. Sure Bobby had told him about the cat man, which he brushed off as drunken babble from the Captain. Yet there were more of them. Frak.

Stay? She had to be kidding, Matt thought. After all it was a bad idea right? Not moving from his places aimed his weapon on the woman; breaking one rule he had followed for years. He wasn't hitting her, he told himself, just aiming for his own protection.

He watched as Telion mouthed the code into the mic and hoped the man was careful to keep himself safe as well. It was maybe time he interjected before h3ll really broke loose for real, "Hey," he looked at the woman, still keeping his aim where it was, "no one fires. Do I make myself clear?" He almost laughed when a thought popped into his. Smoking peace pipes. Yeah right like that would work.

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[Makes-Eternal-Everlasting]

1235 hours
P-0967
Outpost
Hangar Bay

Something akin to a grunt was heard and a slight smile graced Makes face as she looked towards Aear. "tae anak pyeayeam theato ? {Did you attempt entry ?}" She asked him. She held the pistol sized weapon, what looked to be half the size of the P90 that Koren carried, in a rock steady stance. She sensed movement as the older man turned towards her. Her pistol went from Koren to the Admiral. Her left hand motioned for those closest to her fighter to step back from it. She was already acting the part of overprotective denmother over a machine.

[/Intrusion attempt failed, all systems stable. Running system shakedown to make sure/] Whispered her Ancilla's monotone voice in her ears. That was good. She spoke, this time in perfect Meowtian. "I am not of the kind that harms lesser races such as yourself, Meowtian." She said to Aear and the smaller one with him. She kept her pistol now on Matt, in a steady level stance. Slightly relaxed....Slightly. "Yes I know of your race, no I was not expecting your kind to be here either." She said.

She stepped closer. The top of the strange pistol sized weapon glimmered a bluish white and soon shifted to a pale green as she flicked off the safety. "Tell me one thing child. Why do they come ? Why is it, that they seek my strike craft ?" Had she known they were coming she'd have baked a cake. Hell she did not even know that the Meowtians were even coming there.

She sensed movement, apparently she had to, and her pistol turned rather quickly towards where Mac stood by the energy barrier, "kom pyeayeam vea mnoussa . ubasakk ku rungmoam . anak min ach ttuol ban tamory kar {Do not try it human. The barrier is solid. You cannot get through.}" She motioned with the pistol for Mac to step over by the Admiral, still speaking saying "kar chhr now tinoh {Stand there}" She also motioned for Koren to join Matt, however she seemed to hold Aear and his sister in a strangely higher esteem. "Naturally curious, naturally bold. Yet. No different then the other lesser warring races. Great." She mumbled in Meowtian. Though she meant the humans, not Aear or the other Meowtian with him.

That left one question for Makes to mentally ask, Why her ? Her pistol in her right hand, she lowered her left for something at her side. The strangely ornate hilt of some form. She knew that her HHD Belt could mask her true scent for a long while, but if one was of good senses and could scent her true scent of a Snow Leopard, a massive snowleopard at that. Well, there could be trouble. And yet, one of the humans had a level head. Sure they had their weapons aimed at her, but none had fired, yet. But that could change.

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1234-1235 hours

P-0967

Outpost

Gateroom

Fiala stood there looking around the Gateroom as it final became a defensive location and a major treat to anyone who wanted to excess the gate . Andrews appeared again and spoke before he even reached her,


" Sir i'd like to move the primary zone up further, as it would give us access to more space and we could use it ." It took her second to realise what he was on about as he continued to speak," so far no treats but i have a team specially to look over the areas we are located . I like to add those rooms in to the zone as there is..."

Andrews was interrupted, to Fialas knowage it was the doctor to be, she could't put an name to the face but no one is perfect she thought to herself .

" Cherrio. Sorry to interrupt, but do you mind taking me to the infirmary? If things go south, we might need a medic or two... "

Fiala stood there thinking of a course of action and also consider the facts they were going to need a bigger area rather soon . She felt like been smart to the doctor but this wasn't the time or place . Plus she'd fear the troops wouldn't respect her as much .


"Infirmary! We've barely got on are feet yet"

As she spoke the civies were been moved out of the Gateroom and in to more safe location .

" I can go allong down the hallway, and find an empty room. It will suffice for now."

 " Not going to happen doctor.." It was than his name appear out of no where . "Harrison, you have a point and what we can do is give you some personal protection . Andrews i want two men with the doctor, let the doctor check out the rooms and than have your team is finished with it's present assignment have them check out the room in more detail ." Fiala turned back to Harrison and stared straight in to his eyes. " The two men i'm assigning to your protection, are to protect you and thats all and only when the room has got the full clear are you allowed to bring in the rest of your staff . As i said you stay with the guards . " With that a guard led Harrison out in to the hall .

Fiala turned back to Andrews, before she could say anything he nodded his head and was about to go off on his next assignment when out of no where a little girl came out of nowhere . She had heard the Meowtian over the radio but hadn't expected one to appear so soon let alone a child . The little girl spoke with out understanding that you don't just appear out of nowhere with out causing some probably harm to your self . But this girl seemed to just do that which infuriated Fiala.

Excuse me, I'm the doctor for the team that's already here. I've been asked to show you to the infirmary i've set up. If your medical officers and whatever escort you feel nessicary could follow me please.

 With the little girl to the side Fiala called the Kelly over, " Kelly change in plans, I think I found Shadows problem, I want you to take Doctor Harrison, Sergeant Lexington and a small detail . I want you to go with that girl see what she's up to . Be in the guard ." She try'ed to hold back her anger to little effect , " and Sergeant next time give us the heads up, as for you Andrews get this security problem sorted. "  It was a problem that would of easily happened to her but that did't mean she had to like it . " Any questions "


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Fiala turned leaving them to get on with there task and was about to enter the control room and update her the Calmara on the present situation before Marah arrived when the security code came over the radio .

"Security Code Crimson. I repeat, Security Code Crimson."

Fiala turned to the rest of the men waiting for Marah to appear . " Move it, secure the pirmiter ." Calmara seem to have bigger business to deal with so as he spoke to an Oxford .

Fiala did't wait and made haste as she ran down the corridor passing Kelly and let out an scream relising she had to swallow her pride as after all she needed him and was right man for job .

" Lexington take over ," Fiala was more than sure, this could of been related to Marahs problem or she hoped .  The last thing they wanted was more . " Kelly with me, on the double, " Fiala just ran, grabbing her radio .

" Marah we've blown the coop meet you on route "


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[Liam Kelly]

1235 hours
P-0967
Outpost
Gateroom


Liam listened to his XO as she said that to him, getting the hint.  "Yes ma'am, I will ma'am" he replied before heading out with Fiala.  Real smooth Liam  he said to himself as he and Shadow followed Fiala.  He knew that she was mad at him for what happened, but he didn't blame her for it.  Liam knew that he had to inform them, but Shadow was doing what he was trained to do.  Don't use that defense Liam, that will get you know where fast  he said to himself as he continued to follow Fiala out of the room.


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[Aear Charter]

1235
P-0967
Outpost
Hangar Area

Aear watched as the humans pointed their weapons at this... Snow leopard lady? Or at least that was what he saw with his magical sight. When he switched back to photographic sight she looked... Human. A bit tall maybe but human. She definately wasn't Mizukin or even Meowtian for that matter.

"Security Code Crimson. I repeat, Security Code Crimson."

"Seriously can you guys think of an emergency code that isn't red?" said Aear as Koren spoke to his radio. "Do you have any idea how many races have red blood? It's not exactly a secret code if you base it on simple concepts." He added as he heard Kana's voice in his head.

"Yeah yeah I know. Grab their med guys and help them set up shop."[/i] he told her over telepathy.

"Tae anak pyeayeam theato?"

"Onii-chan try get inside?" translated Chiquita still hiding behind Aear. She had no idea what was going on. All she knew is a bunch of random people from Earth and this giant Leopard are fighting over something that didn't make any sense to her.

Aear just blinked at the woman as he heard the translation. "Well I thought it was some sort of secret treasure. That's what you do when you find treasure. Try and open it."

"Watashi wa sono yōna jibun jishin, Meowtian to shite hikui shuzoku ni gai o ataeru yōna monode wanaidesu. Hai, watashi wa anata no rēsu o shitte, nani watashi wa anata no yōna izureka no koko ni kitai shite inaimasendeshita."

Aear didn't know why or how this woman knew Meowtian but she spoke it well. He didn't know any race that spoke anything like the other language she was speaking. This woman was strange to say the least.

"Watashi wa jissai ni ningen ga dochira ka koko ni kitai shite inakatta. Anata wa tatakai o sagashite iru baai wa, sore wa watashi to issho ni narimasu." {I actually wasn't expecting the humans to be here either. However if you're looking for a fight it will be with me.}

Aear didn't move his weapon from the woman however the message seemed to get across. The top of her weapon changed from glowing blue to green. An energy weapon as he had first thought. It seemed she had turned the safety on, yet she didn't lower her weapon.

"Watashi ni hitotsu no ko o oshietekudasai. Naze karera wa kuru no ka? Naze, sore wa karera ga watashi no sutoraikukurafuto o motomeru koto,deshou ka?"

It wasn't so much what she said so much as how she said it. It was only part of a word missed and whilst it didn't change the meaning of what she said, it was considered patronizing. It was as if she had called him a child. Aear decided to overlook it. She probably didn't know the finer points about the language.

"Karera no tanken-ka."{Their explorers.} said Aear simply. "Karera no watashi ga shitte iru mottomo kōki rēsu. Toraburu anata o ki ni ōkunoni sorera o shutoku shimasu. Soshite, wa i, karera wa bōryoku no rekishi o motte inagara, karera no ie o hakai shi, ōku no baai, mukanshin no yō ni omoeru no ka. Watashi wa karera ga jissai ni henkō no tame ni issho ni hataraku koto o manabu to omoimasu." {Their the most curious race I know. Gets them into a lot of trouble mind you. And yes, whilst they have a history of violence, destroying their home and what often seems like apathy. I think their actually learning to work together for a change.}

"Kom pyeayeam vea mnoussa . ubasakk ku rungmoam . anak min ach ttuol ban tamory ka"

"Not try human. Barrier solid. Not get through."[/i] Chiquita translated however this time she didn't speak out loud but projected the thoughts into Mac's head.

"Shizen ni daitan'na, shizen ni kōkishin ōsei. Mada arimasen. Hoka no hikui kōsen shuzoku yori mo kotonaru. Subarashī.

Aear's ears flicked as the woman mumbled

"Sorera no jikan o ataeru. Karera wa mada wakai. Anata wa, karera ga yuiitsu no mawari ni go-nenkan no Kokkai ni shite kita chi tte iru. Karera wa, hijō ni mijikai jikan de tōku ni kite iru. Watashi no hitobito wa nagai jikan no tame ni sorera o okonau ni wa nani mo shitakunakatta. Sore wa wareware ga gaikō kankei o kaishi shita koto wa goku saikinda." {Give them time. Their still young. You know they've only been in the black sea for around five years}

"Don't worry I'm defending you." Aear grinned at Korey. "Dunno how she knows Meowtian though..." Aear still hadn't moved his weapon from being aimed at this woman. Whilst it seemed that she wasn't hostile, Aear knew that could all change in an instant.

(Again joint post for Aear and Chiquita. Also Make's you can use Japanese for Meowtian, it's almost the same anyways.)

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[Koren Telion]

1235
P-0967
Outpost
Hangar Area

"Seriously can you guys think of an emergency code that isn't red?" said Aear as Koren spoke to his radio. "Do you have any idea how many races have red blood? It's not exactly a secret code if you base it on simple concepts."

"And can you not blow our cover for once? It seems like trouble follows you around like-" Koren was about to say 'a cat to a mouse,' but he caught himself, realizing it would sound disrespectful, and substituted, "-a bee to honey."

Koren listened as the exceedingly tall woman and the Meowtian spoke in what sounded like their native language. Koren kept his finger on the trigger and his eyes locked on the females, not flinching for an instant, waiting for some development, but it just seemed like they were talking. Finally, Aear spoke.

"Don't worry I'm defending you." Aear grinned at Korey. "Dunno how she knows Meowtian though..."

"Sounds great," Koren said dryly, "Any way we could put down our weapons and talk about this? It won't do any of us any good to start a firefight here."

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[James Calmara]

1235
P-0967
Outpost
Control Room

You mean......go out there. Calmara grinned at this responce. "Yes sir, best way to travel. It takes a bit of getting used too but after your first few times you'll wonder how you ever lived without it." He was about to move on to the team make up when Koran's voice came over the radio. Condition Crimson. The situation in the hanger had clearly taken a turn for the worse. Unfortunately the outpost reacted just as  quick, the displayed schematic zoomed out and began to flash, followed by a warning tone that sounded briefly in the control room and gate room.  

Text began to scroll across the top of the schematic, in the language that labled the controls, as it proceded to zoom in to first the gateroom. The dull but clearly audible thud of doors closing caused Calmara to look up. He didn't need to read the language displayed to understand the situation.   "Lieutenant, Admiral, be advised whatever countermeasures or offensive mesures are employed in the hanger has triggered the outpost security, it gone into mini lock down. Considering personnel placings and mobility options."

"Skala from Calmara, we have a mini lockdown to contend with, what are your options mobility-wise?" He asled via radio, he wanted conformation that the lockdown was local and there might just be a way around it.

Tag Skala

"Copy, investigating a possible third way in. Will keep you posted. Turning to Capt. Oxford again he pointed to the stairwell at the rear of the control room. "That might give us a third option, if I'm reading this right we go up two levels and then straight down. We'll come to the hanger roof access. I bet there's a hatch from the roof. You me and Sgt. Stoneham would be best picks." Calmara suggested this might be considered overreacting by some, but better safe that sorry.

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