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Post by doc on Dec 16, 2009 12:44:18 GMT -5
The docking port attaches, and slowly the airlock opens.
The aliens vary in height from five to nine feet in height, and are thin with light builds covered by close fitting scales ranging from light greys to blues, with varying highlights. Their uniforms are dark navy tight wetsuit designs, emphasising their alien aquatic nature. They wear no environmental covering and seem to be breathing the air without much difficulty. Their heads are proportional to give them a very streamlined appearance, as their small dark round eyes take in the look of the honour guard.
The leader is 8 feet tall with white and yellow trim to his uniform. At each side are three men (you think), each has some kind of silvery item attached to his wrist with three prongs extending past the lenght of their hands - most likely some kind of weapon.
The leader speaks with an inflected high-pitched accent (OOC: it sounds a bit like a cartoony chinese accent). "I am School High Marine Ystar of the Er Survival Fleet. Pleasure to be meeting fellow star-travellers."
The captain bows his head slightly. "Captain Jhon Roben of the Free Seerionian Ship Victory. The pleasure is ours, High Marine. These are some of my people - Chief Scientist Doctor Kiadan Slywyth, Engineering Specialist Lyn Melody Ariel, and my honour Guard - Lt.T’kell Reenok and Corporal Balus Walkir."
The aliens look the group over.
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Post by sasqaricious on Dec 17, 2009 1:39:00 GMT -5
Krystal as a technician is semi out of place in this event stands to the side unassuming to make sure the aliens only see the captain, the Doctor and honour guards instead of her. Even as she is introduced and notes the Captain erred on her name.
Guess I have not made that big of an impact on the Captain. Now what do I do if I call him on it I may embarrass him. Best to play along and hope no one asks. She lets whatever happen go through while she stays in the background.
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Post by dakota on Dec 17, 2009 8:07:46 GMT -5
Balus merely stood at attention near the Captain, as he was trained . He had to force his eyes from straying to Krystal and stay focused.
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Post by jeflint on Dec 17, 2009 20:08:16 GMT -5
The captain bows his head slightly. "Captain Jhon Roben of the Free Seerionian Ship Victory. The pleasure is ours, High Marine. These are some of my people - Chief Scientist Doctor Kiadan Slywyth, Engineering Specialist Lyn Melody Ariel, and my honour Guard - Lt.T’kell Reenok and Corporal Balus Walkir." Kiadan inclines her head while landing lightly upon the Captain’s shoulder. “A pleasure,” she says. Kiadan’s eyes scouring every inch of detail about them to store into her perfect memory for later recalling. “Do you have a member of your scientific community with you, so we may exchange information?” she asks arching a single eyebrow. “An intelligent space faring people.” Spying Krystal Kiadan eyes her for a moment but decides not to act on it. “It’s possible these beings might be the ship that crashed upon the last planet we made contact with,” she thinks. |
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Post by dragonblaze99 on Dec 19, 2009 12:34:59 GMT -5
T’kell stands at readiness well observing the on coming group
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Post by doc on Dec 19, 2009 14:54:59 GMT -5
High Marine Tsar looks at Kiadan. "Moroto is our science specialist, and will be pleased to be sharing of information." He gestures to one of the shorter figures behind him, who nods. The leader then turns to the rest. "As leader, it is priveledge to begin an open, honest exhange of data. Our scans show your ship to be very primitive - this is your first trans-light voyage, yes? Much to be discussing, I think."
Captain Roben nods. "yes, of course - please come this way." as he gestures for them to follow him, as they do.
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Post by sasqaricious on Dec 19, 2009 23:49:24 GMT -5
Krystal is unsure if to follow or not. She is not really a high ranking diplomat or a scientist or even a soldier. As such she stands out of their way as they pass by. She does mouth the words "Hi" to Balus as he passes by.
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Post by dakota on Dec 20, 2009 4:48:33 GMT -5
Balus waited for the Captain and his guests to start moving before bringing up the rear. He smiled at Krystal and returned the mouthed 'Hi' as they passed.
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Post by jeflint on Dec 20, 2009 9:15:54 GMT -5
High Marine Tsar looks at Kiadan. "Moroto is our science specialist, and will be pleased to be sharing of information." He gestures to one of the shorter figures behind him, who nods. "A pleasure," Kiadan replies. "FINALLY, intelligent conversation." She begins to move down the hall with the captain and the others. Sighing at the tediousness of this. Real important work could be gained with another scientist on board, it would only take a moment to ascertain if he were anywhere as capable as she. Then the true fun would begin. |
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Post by doc on Dec 20, 2009 10:37:26 GMT -5
The Captain leads the party to a small conference type room, and he gestures for the group to sit, except for honour guards Balus and Fuse.
Moroto looks at Kiadian. "Is your high degree of bio diversity a natural biological trait among your species? We could not help but detect the vast disparities of life forms aboard."
The High Marine Ystar asks. "It is clear you are new to travel outside your system - may I ask your purpose in exploration?"
Captain nods. "We've had a long and difficult history - and I'm afraid to say that I wasn't on my homeworld to experience most of it - but Corporal Balus has - perhaps he can give you a clearer picture of the history."
The High marine looks at the Big man. "Of course, first hand information is always valued. Speak, youngling."
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Post by dragonblaze99 on Dec 20, 2009 11:40:10 GMT -5
Fuse Stands of to the left behind the captain and close to the wall
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Post by dakota on Dec 21, 2009 0:11:15 GMT -5
Balus gulped. " Uh, yes sir. " He turned to the dignitaries. " " Our homeworld was invaded by another race known as the Tarlok, who unleashed some sort of chemical that caused many of our people to go through mutations. We recently overthrew the Tarlok invaders and retook our homeworld." He answered nervously, unsure if that was what the captain had wanted.
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Post by sasqaricious on Dec 21, 2009 2:55:27 GMT -5
Now that the group has left Krystal gives a sigh of relief. "Well guess that is done." She looks around not sure what she is to do. So she inspects the door and connection one more time before radioing Richol. "Richol? I am not sure what I am supposed to do now. Everyone has taken the ambassador and their entrouge leaving me here. Am I supposed to stay or, well let me say I am not sure. They made no indication of me to follow."
She waits to see if she gets a response from her guardian and boss. If nothing she will stay there until otherwise notified. Otherwise she will follow the instructions he gives.
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Post by jeflint on Dec 22, 2009 21:01:40 GMT -5
The Moroto looks at Kiadian. "Is your high degree of bio diversity a natural biological trait among your species? We could not help but detect the vast disparities of life forms aboard." “There is some bio diversity within my own species yes,” Kiadan indicates. “I was once born a pink skinned hairy ape like creature, they refer to themselves as humans.” She keeps her face straight as she flies along talking. “The planet upon which we reside has many distinct species that now proclaim it as home. There are genetic patterns that are similar in parts of the races but without further intensive study little can be gained,” she sighs. “What of your own?” she asks looking them over. Kiadan critically scans the new beings. Taking careful note of all their differences and their likeness. Wishing to tell how close her guess is with what Moroto will reveal about themselves. Xenology: 89% [dice=100] Medical Doctor: 89% & [dice=100] & [dice=100] Biology: 69% [dice=100] [rand=1256877082253257536231066967086880387917468210438483155220903607] |
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Post by doc on Dec 23, 2009 19:24:21 GMT -5
"We have a few psionic gifted individuals, but nothing like the diversity of beings that seem to populate this vessel. You seem to have supernature beings as your primary populace." Moroto responds, much in line with Kiadan's guess.
"An invasion? From in-system?" Ystar looks perplexed and surprised.
"Our system has many sentient lifeforms - at least two major species on most of the populated planets." Captain Roben replies.
Moroto looks at the captain, and then Kiadan. "Is this true? That is incredible! The evolutionary biological data alone would be a highsend!"
Ystar looks evenly at the Captain. "I see. And are there any water bearing worlds or moons in your system that are devoid of sentient life?"
The captain asks. "May I ask as to the nature of your inquiry?"
Ystar's eyelids click audibly when he blinks. "Our fleet is all that remains of our species. We are searching for a new planet to populate - but we fear trying to displace any sentient natives."
"An enlightenend attitude. Can you give us information on your exact biological and environmental needs? I can have my science team make an examination."
"Agreed, but only in exchange for whatever information on your system, world, and society you can provide."
The Captain nods. " I believe that can be accomodated - I will have it to your ship shortly."
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On her personal communicator, Richol answers. "Yeah, try and get me some readouts or tech specs on our friends over there - I'd love to know more about what they got."
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