[Blake Warren]

0807
Radisson Hotel
Colorado Springs

The Diplomat shrugged slightly. "It was necessary. You will learn, Captain Oxford, that few of the civilizations of this galaxy have any trust left to spare for outsiders. We had to learn, most other species would have killed you immediately. We cut our ties to protect ourselves after the Devas backed down and the Asura took over the galaxy."

"It doesn't have to be that way anymore, we've already been able to force back a significant attack from the Asuras, with the help of the Lyrians."

"You have spoken to the people of World? They were once our allies, but cut all contact when we did."

"And that's exactly the opposite of what needs to be done. Banding together, all of us in this galaxy, is the only way we can fight them."

"Perhaps." The Diplomat briefly addressed the Scientist. "Prepare for their exit and get the re-breathers they will need. Captain Oxford, you and your team will be allowed to appear before the Queen. You're about to be exited from the simulation to our hive."
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1400
Veerth Hive, Guest Simulation Chambers

Blake's first sensation was warmth and dense humidity that reminded him of the depths of a Georgia summer.

The second was the intense burning and he started to cough, before he felt himself unceremoniously grabbed and something hard and plastic shoved in his mouth.

A re-breather, he'd used one diving with Steve in the Pacific. Blake bit down and immediately could breath. He looked up at the Veerth scientist, he thought it was the same one and looked at his exposed hands, slopped with some kind of thick paste. The Scientist's mandibles chattered in useless effort to communicate.

The Diplomat approached, a graceful pseudohumanoid mantis. "The paste protects your skin, our carapaces protect us from the harsher elements of our environment. It is an unpleasant world, but it has kept the Asura forces at bay, as our environment kills most mammalian life."

Blake looked to see the other three team members in their own plug-ins starting to awaken. "Of course, it's an effective plan, though doesn't leave a lot of ability to make friends."

"We've had no need of friends for a long time, Doctor Warren."

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[Robert "Bobby" Oxford Jr]

1400-1530
Veerth Hive

First thing he had noticed was the breathing mask that was mostly humans used for medical purposes; that aided those with breathing difficulties. As his senses woke up he could feel the humidity and the sweat his body excreted; and the back of his shirt was already covered in it. he took few deeps breaths as his eyes darted around to check his surroundings. Sensing no danger he moved to sit. Another think he noticed was a heavy head. He was certain that he had no drank the night before the mission. Matt was still on his tail about the treatment he had given Cowden. Digging himself a deeper hole was not on.

When the diplomat spoke about the paste it was then he looked at the red-ish stuff on his skin. He was thankful that they had gone to lengths to keep them safe, "Much appreciated," he nodded at them. He tsked as they said they had no need for friends, "Everyone had a need for a friend. We are exploring for allies again the Asuras."

Soon enough they had appeared before the Queen and told their tale of how came here to the galaxy and what had happened so far. Explaining they they could the her and her peoples support to free the place of the Asuaras. While she had agreed that they could have the galaxy free from evil, the Queen had stopped short of giving an answer about becoming allies. Over that matter she gave her word to discuss it with her council. Something Oxford understood as they needed to have Admiral's approval on the matter as well along with their Adviser's input how to roll on about it. Coming to an agreement of another meet near the future. SV-1 were shown they way to their belonging and before being escorted to the gate. Dialing home, they stepped throught the gate one by one after getting a green light from the base. He knew Matt would already be there to greet his flagship team.

Explaining all this was going to be fun. He braced himself for another look of disapproval. Travis would have a field day with this. For once Bobby would let him be amused.

END OF MISSION

[Robert "Bobby" Oxford Jr]

1400-1530
Veerth Hive

First thing he had noticed was the breathing mask that was mostly humans used for medical purposes; that aided those with breathing difficulties. As his senses woke up he could feel the humidity and the sweat his body excreted; and the back of his shirt was already covered in it. he took few deeps breaths as his eyes darted around to check his surroundings. Sensing no danger he moved to sit. Another think he noticed was a heavy head. He was certain that he had no drank the night before the mission. Matt was still on his tail about the treatment he had given Cowden. Digging himself a deeper hole was not on.

When the diplomat spoke about the paste it was then he looked at the red-ish stuff on his skin. He was thankful that they had gone to lengths to keep them safe, "Much appreciated," he nodded at them. He tsked as they said they had no need for friends, "Everyone had a need for a friend. We are exploring for allies again the Asuras."

Soon enough they had appeared before the Queen and told their tale of how came here to the galaxy and what had happened so far. Explaining they they could the her and her peoples support to free the place of the Asuaras. While she had agreed that they could have the galaxy free from evil, the Queen had stopped short of giving an answer about becoming allies. Over that matter she gave her word to discuss it with her council. Something Oxford understood as they needed to have Admiral's approval on the matter as well along with their Adviser's input how to roll on about it. Coming to an agreement of another meet near the future. SV-1 were shown they way to their belonging and before being escorted to the gate. Dialing home, they stepped throught the gate one by one after getting a green light from the base. He knew Matt would already be there to greet his flagship team.

Explaining all this was going to be fun. He braced himself for another look of disapproval. Travis would have a field day with this. For once Bobby would let him be amused.

END OF MISSION