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The fruit was not toxic, but definitely edible. It did look to have a high fiber content and the mix of vitamins in it was broad suggesting genetically modified at one time.

Rachel had already picked up a single fruit monitoring it and was close to eating it when the commander spoke. Sheepishly she lowered the fruit back to the plate before anyone could notice her.

Dr. Grey - CMO

Wookiee

Baumann looked at Fleet and said “Machines failing and falling into pits definitely sounds like an area you should perhaps take a look at, Commander.” Baumann said quietly as he looked around the area and directed the Security team to fan out a bit. It was hard to tell with the typically taciturn Armory Chief, but that may have been sarcasm.

Baumann, AC

T’Leia nodded,”Commander Fleet is here to assist you with your repairs. It sounds like the unknown ship could be the enemy that they are mentioning.” She said to Baumann.
=^=Captain, it appears that the ship nearing you may be one that the natives fear is dangerous to them. I would advise caution.=^=

Commander T’Leia

[O] Copy that [O] Was Ari’s response to T’Leia

Naomi did notice Rachel’s near mistake since she was scanning said fruit.

Her eyes darted toward the CMO and her lips pressed subtly together, a hint of disapproval in her expression. Her right eyebrow raised while she waited for her senior officer to place it down. As they learned through contact with the Vulcan, not all beings held the same nutritional values or immunities to certain foods. She assumed someone in the medical department, especially in charge, would’ve known that.

When her scans finished, she smiled, “The fruits have a high fiber content and vitamin range. I think it was genetically modified at one time, but there’s nothing to indicate it is toxic. Unless you have a fruit allergy, it’s safe. And even then, I’m not sure if it will set it off.”

To prove her point, she took one fruit and dug her fingers into the leathery surface. With a bit of effort, she managed to slit it apart. Recalling how the CMO had nearly eaten one before she fully finished the scan, she passed one half of it to Rachel.

“Enjoy.”

-–ENS Naomi D. Locke, Sci

Rachel simply tossed the fruit in her mouth quite gleefully. winking at the scientist she chewed quite happily on her new treat.

“Wuh Teraya nam-tor spo’ wuh travek t’ sutra choosing tor nam-tor tersau. Veh tribe tor s’ wehk.” (The federation is like a group of peoples choosing to be connected. One tribe made of many.)

“Du nam-tor struggling k’ wuh’ashiv travek? ish-veh dan-ek tehrai hasu tor destabilise ish-veh kahr heh satau du tevan-tor vi’ nash pit?” (You are struggling with another group? Their ultimate goal being to destabilise your city and send you falling into this pit?) Alan glanced back at T’Leia. “sos’eh etek kupi gol’nev kuv etek fai-tor weht pa’ nash pit, ra du require tor stay s’ ish-veh, heh ra nash nemut travek has vesh’ doing tor tor du tevan-tor. (Perhaps we could help if we knew more about this pit, what you require to stay out of it, and what this enemy group has been doing to make you fall.)

-Lt(j.g.) Alan Dysart, Linguist

Dr. Grey - CMO

T’Leia met Dysart’s glance but turned her attention back to Dal and his people. They needed more information and the permission to see what repairs needed doing. She could not formulate a plan without this information. She wished their translator was able to pick up the dialect as it would have been a faster way to communicate rather then through a third party but she knew she had to be patient.

Commander T’Leia

After a moment Dal replied. “The Pit. The Great Mouth in the center of space. Many have fallen there not to return.” There was a longer pause as there was soft consultation between the two elders. Dal continued at confirmation. “We all struggle to survive. Much that was working is not any longer. Machines fail that kept us from the Pit. To live, there are struggles/wars. The City is the strongest but even they know that in time we are all destined to the Pit.”

He continued. “Long ago we lived on the surface, so the elder stories say. But then the Great Mouth grew stronger and tore the surface from us. We created these cities and villages/homes and our ancestors devised the machines to hold back the Mouth’s hunger.”
Dal

Dal’s story was a story of a race’s pain and fight against both nature and another race and T’Leia, despite her Vulcan training, felt horrified by it.”How many of your people are left?” She asked as she considered that this fight of theirs couldn’t go on. Even if the Bonnie managed to fix what needed repairing these people would eventually lose. Another means must be found. Could they negotiate with this alien power that was against them? Reason with them to get them to help these people? Could the Federation help these people relocate?

Commander T’Leia

Max was concerned about Dal’s people. He’d hoped the Federation could help in some sort of fashion.

Woods, Armory