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The patient was beginning to come around slowly as Atozi would finish her examination. Nothing stood out as being a problem area. AS for Baumann’s efforts to dial in the radio things on that end were slow as he kept getting static.

GM CockRoach

Looking through the comm data, Baumann began to try and find which frequencies were used most often and the dial them in. Swearing softly in German, he looked at the XO and said “Nothing as of yet.”

Baumann, Intel

Dialing around the radio frequencies Baumann soon got a signal. He wasn’t sure who it belonged to as it was on an unmarked band at the high end of the spectrum. =/\= This is Lt Mallory. If you are receiving this it means you are on a friendly frequency. Follow this signal for information and aide. This message will repeat. =/\= It said then began a loop. The interesting thing is it was in English not the accented bits of garble language they had picked up on the radio as well from the two warring factions.

Jonathan raised his eyebrow. “So the question is, which side are we on right now?”

Naomi released her scanner into the XO’s care as she rose to her feet and let both males work. As the XO took out the batteries and strung them together to boost the single scanner, Baumann tinkered with the frequencies. Likely to find a channel to monitor the planet’s communications. Feeling like a spare body, Noami moved toward Sh’gryin where she felt more useful. She crouched down as she observed the wounded pilot.

“So, how is this bloke doing?” She hoped there was nothing serious.

–ENS Naomi D. Locke, Sci

With an answering groan the alien human like figure was stirring coming around slowly but surely.

GM CockRoach

“Commander,” Atozi said throwing the hood back over her head. “The pilot is coming around, please be careful with your questions I cant say for sure what head injuries he may have sustained unless we get him to a proper medical facility. Atozi knew it was in thier best interest that the Pilot see a human and not an Andorian for the first time and she was willing unless his condition got worst to take a step back.

• Ens Atozi Sh’qyrin

Kenneth slipped over to sit next to the pilot, waiting till he seemed almost awake before speaking. “Hey, are you alright?”

Fleet, Helm

Jonathan looked over at Baumann. “Take the lead. This is definitely more of your specialty then mine.” Give him a machine and he would be right at home, but having to carefully question someone, definitely not his strong suit.

Cmdr. McKnight - XO

The pilot murmured something in the alien tongue, before he blinked slowly and blurry eyed looked to Fleet. “..You speak the Higher tongue..” He said half in question half in statement in his own confused tone. Aheming he blinked again, “..I am....I am fine I think, sore and bruised. I guess those new ejection seats really did work.” He mused mostly his statement to himself with a wane smile.

GM CockRoach