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Suddenly, Molly’s voice came through the comms. =/\= Holloway to Simms and Drillek. Shalir, one of the lead technician’s for the alien vessel will be helping us with moving the object you detected, it seems to be a power core of a satellite made from a very particular type of metal. I’m sure she’ll be able to brief you better than I can. She will be coming with me to the Bridge. Currently, you will be able to understand her thanks to the pulse we just felt, but she won’t be able to understand you unless you allow her to briefly touch your temples… =/\= There was a hesitant pause, as if Holloway wasn’t sure whether what she was saying made any sense to the Bridge crew. =/\= Are you both okay with that? =/\=

Holloway, CO

Hsull was checking tractor beam alignment and settings again when he heard the Captains announcement. Maybe, finally they could try to extract the now known to be, power supply. The fact that the Captain was bringing one of the aliens aboard caused him to glance down where his cane was resting against the tactical console, and to wonder if that was a wise decision. Subconsciously he began tensing and relaxing the muscles in his legs and the flooring beneath the console made a slight ripping noise as his claws dug into the surface.

Hsull - TO

Scant minutes later, the lift doors opened and the Captain and a familiar face, but unfamiliar figure, stepped onto the bridge. Shalir’s eyes widened in astonishment at the sheer scope and size of the Dresden’s command center, and avian-like eyes darted all over in wonder.

Drillek stepped forward and looked at the Captain and said “So we can understand them, but they can’t understand us… is that correct, Ma’am? At least not until they physically contact us? Thats… amazing.” he said as he looked at Shalir with curiosity.

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