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“Of course,” Max said as he walked over towards Lillian and Nijix. He carefully removed their phasers, and the phaser rifles. And took them towards where she had indicated.

Lillian was a bit annoyed at being relieved of her weapons but could understand why the creature had ask for it to be done.

=^= Captain. I have made contact with their leader. She is sending someone to investigate why it is getting cold in here. =^=

Cmdr. Harkness - XO

=/\= Acknowledged. Davis out. =/\=

Davis, CO (crosspost)

Lillian was starting to feel better now that the vines where lest tight. It was annoying that she was under treat of here head being crushed.
“Thank you” Lillian looked to the plants people leader.
“Sir where would you like me to start looking for the information about where those people are from?” Lillian was asking in hopes that there would be a way for the XO to help her understand the larger situation with out giving anything away to the Plant people in the room.
Lillian was sure from the conversation between the XO and the captain about the weather was a way of warring anyone that may have been working on the environmental controls to get out of the area but she gave no indirection she suspected anything. other than be happy to be up the right way again.

Lillian Anderson Cadet Security

Nijix hated the lightheadedness. The blood continued to flow to her head and left a queasy sensation in her stomach. Somehow she managed to keep her meal down, but couldn’t logic out how. For the best likely. As the XO and their captor spoke, the CoS patiently observed. Negotiations were difficult when the hostages irritated the hostile. Her anxiety relaxed when their ‘transformation’ had been delayed.

Her eyes shifted to Anderson when she mentioned about location. Nijix suspected a hidden code, but she made no comment. Sometimes it was better to allow Cadets to follow their own instinct for better or worse.

-Lt. Nijix Tavium, CoS

“You… aren’t very subtle, you know that yes?” Sammi told Harkness with narrowed and suspicious eyes. With a wave of her hand Tavium and Anderson dropped unceremoniously to the floor. “Now that that is done, and knowing full well that I will kill you all without a thought, lets discuss terms. You get your engineer to stop messing with the thermostat, take your precious holdouts in the sickbay, and I take this ship as my floating greenhouse until we find a suitable planet to colonize.”

She peered at the door, waiting for her minions to return then back to Harkness, Tavium, and Anderson waiting to hear the counter proposal.

GM Wombat