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Thread: Lost in Space (AmiraXTicTacGuy123)

The petite woman could have spat in his face when he said he doubted they had much to offer them, but refrained trying to remain as diplomatic as possible. She moved aside, allowing him to access her panel. He was able to hail his ship with little help which meant their technologies were likely compatible. She scanned the rest of his guards, the slight quiver to the corner of their lips did not go unnoticed to her, if she had much other choice she would have destroyed the scraps of their ship and left. She turned her attention to security officer, The third docking bay is still empty? With a curt nod from her officer she continued. Send a team down there to receive his crew, there should be quarters open in the lower decks of the ship. Have Lt Fyra assemble teams, top priority is the bridge and engineering. Send all damage reports to my quarters. She instructed, turning on her heel towards the rather massive Boros. His considerable height was going to take some getting used to, along with his overall disposition. She paused, Lt Joli please remind the crew to play nice. This way. She said plainly, waiting until they were through the passage and out of ear shot of either of their crew before speaking again. The women of my species can secrete a toxin, do with that information as you will but it would be wise that your men keep their hands to themselves. She paused at a set of doors, and keyed in a code allowing them access. These are my quarters in case you wish to try and slit my throat in the night. She joked, but it was more to let him know her guard was up. She closed the door and headed down the passage only a bit longer, she keyed in a new code, this room was just a mirror image of that of the captains, without the decorations that she had placed to make it more livable. Across one wall was a rather large window to see out into space. She walked over to a console, activating it and assigning a new security code to the room. We should probably find a way to merge our crew in the most peaceful way possible.
Thread: Lost in Space (AmiraXTicTacGuy123)

As the guards that Boros had brought with him went their own way, the Arkinite followed the woman. His gaze scanned the corridors, the electronics, the overall engineering and structural design, and of course, the petite woman. All of it was staggeringly different from his own species designs. More appealing to the eye, more compact than most designs. His species built things ugly, but efficient. Built for war, requiring little to no maintenance. Some spots were almost painfully obvious structural weak spots. It was a technical marvel that the ship had survived what it did in his opinion. When she mentioned the toxins, he scoffed. My people live in constant discomfort. Our home world isn't even considered habitable by the galactic federations. I find it hard to believe some poison will be able to take us down. He paused. Still, my men will behave. As well I. Just don't expect your empty quarters to look the same after we part ways. He watched as she pointed out her quarters, and then walked into his own and stood by the large window. I agree. Our crews will most likely be at odds for most of this. I suggest limiting contact between them for the first couple of days. Perhaps have them eat in the same mess hall but otherwise simply gather our supplies together. Then we can begin integrating them. He turned to her, his expression stern. My men will not respect your kind easily. They respect power, they respect dominance. In our culture, the women are few and far between, and many of them are servants. I would suggest telling your crew to stay away from mine until the become more...acclimated...to their new surroundings.
Thread: Lost in Space (AmiraXTicTacGuy123)

Huh, it is a bit funny. My species has a similar problem, you will find no males of my species on this vessel. Or any starship in my empire, men tend to take jobs teaching lower grades, caring for children, working on garden bays. She explained, It is unheard of for a male to hold any position of stature, so they will not heed to your men easily. As I will not fold to you either, do not confuse my small stature for weakness or a lack of dominance. She warned, her eyes locking into his for a moment. She broke her gaze looking down at the console, We will likely come in contact with unknown species, we need to migrate these crews as seamlessly as possible because a divided crew will make us weak. She typed in a few things, At least we will not have to worry about them getting along too well. She let out a little laugh, having a distracted crew would be far worse than a divided one in Anoras mind. You can transfer any data you have about your species physiology here to the medbay. We lost all of our doctors but one, but she is highly adaptable and efficient. She walked towards the doors, I left your access code on the panel, would you like a tour of the rest of the ships systems? I need to access the damage so I can accurately tell you how long until we are space worthy again.
Thread: Lost in Space (AmiraXTicTacGuy123)

Boros stood at the console, typing a number of important things for the medbay files. I will accompany you, but I do require a moment. I don't know if any of my crew have sustained injuries that they can not naturally fix themselves, so it is important that I get these notes to your doctor. His eye was fixated on the screen, finishing the list within a minute. -Arkinite skin cannot be pierced, must be cut -Arkinite bone is exceptionally durable -Arkinite's can rapidly repair any flesh wound and most internal injuries -Arkinite blood is dense -Arkinite blood can burn and scar skin tissue It took Boros another minute or two to figure out how to transfer the file, the systems of the Nile being vastly different from his own. While most species used the same generic communications arrays and systems, very few had anything else in common. When he had managed to send the file, he straightened and retook his place behind her, ready to access damages. My men are excellent engineers and particularly skilled scavengers. I'm sure that they can fix structural issues and external damages with supplies or salvage from my ship. Your electronics, however, we cannot offer assistance with. It's never been our specialty.
Thread: Lost in Space (AmiraXTicTacGuy123)

Captain BLanna waited for him to finish before heading out into the hall, Just from my own initial intel on your ship, our systems are built much different. The Nile is built for speed and long term space travel, we are not a battle ship. Once all the important systems are online, we will likely want to fortify our weapons array to protect the crew from any hostile species. She saw an open panel, she walked over stepping over some debris. Our entire systems power goes through these tubes, they can be accessed through panels throughout the ship. You can access a ships map from your console, I suggest you familiarize yourself with it. One of the tubes was ruptured from the impact, she reached down and ripped the calf from her jumpsuit where her leg had been cut before. She used the scrap fabric to tie around the tube, securing it from leaks. The power flickered in the hall before restoring to full power. She closed the panel, heading further down the hall to a lift. She entered the lift waiting for him to follow, before entering the floor to engineering. We lost life support to all of our lower decks, our engineering crew was cut in half. The lift jolted a bit as it reached the floor, that couldnt be a great sign. The doors slid open slowly, It seems power hasnt been fully restored to this deck. She stepped through the small opening onto their engineering deck. Their large core sat in the middle undamaged, but there was no power going through it. There were engineers running around trying to fix things, stopping to stare at their massive new guest.
Thread: Lost in Space (AmiraXTicTacGuy123)

Boros followed closely, taking in all that she was telling him. We will salvage the more powerful components of our weapons array and combine them with the systems you already have in place. I'm sure you noticed, but the Silver Spear was meant to do exactly one thing fight. He stood in the corridor as she fixed one of the panels, fixing the leaking tubes. I suppose I should ask you now before it becomes an issue in the future. Are there sections of the ships that cannot be entered or shouldn't be entered? He looked at the tubing, keep his distance. You don't have any nasty secrets stored away on this vessel, do you? He entered the lift, standing hunched, annoyed by the design clearly meant for her smaller species. The same was said for the opening to the engineering bay, and he stretched modestly when he was allowed to stand straight once more. He looked over the engineers, all of them smaller than he by a significant margin. Do all of your engineers get distracted this easily? he mused, staring at them each individually. There is no need to stop your work on my behalf. I very much want to survive this ordeal. The towering male walked towards the warp core, examining it. How fast can your ship move with this kind of propulsion system? I've never seen anything quite like this... He stood stroking his chin, tilting his head to the left. Incredible...
Thread: Lost in Space (AmiraXTicTacGuy123)

Letting out a little laugh she looked at him a bit amused, I mean, I would think your crew would be better not to wander into the morgue get stuck in some of the smaller parts of the ships. Get back to work. Anora commanded, pinching the bridge of her nose. This was going to interesting, many of the women in her crew had never seen a man, let alone a man so large. You will have to excuse them, most of them have never seen a man before. She explained, she didnt want to insult him. Most of my species doesnt really do sexual reproduction anymore, we have DNA donors and incubation stations. We are than sorted into maturation pods, and at a very young age assigned to our life long task. This means many of us never take mates, and those of us assigned to space travel usually never encounter another male of our species. She walked to the console nearest the warp core, typing in some calculation so she could best answer his question. Well, according to my calculations for an example, your ship at its highest speed would take 180 years to reach our original coordinates, this ship at full speed would take a 100 years. Obviously that is not good enough, I would like to get home well before that. She turned to a crewmen, I expect the core to be powered in less than two hours, I do not like sitting idle in unknown space. She headed out of engineering towards the mess hall, which wasnt impressive just tables, cooking supplies, A lot of your crewmens quarters will be on this level. She explained, stepping into another lift. This one was still in good shape, so she was able to command it with vocal commands. To the Bridge. The lift sent them back to their original level, she stepped out onto the bridge that already looked much better. Captains on the bridge. Said one of the officers, and she nodded at them walking to the front section where there were two chairs usually reserved for the captain and first officer. There were different consoles around the room, all pointing towards the large view screen where they could see Boros ship.
Thread: Lost in Space (AmiraXTicTacGuy123)

The man looked back at the engineers, a few of them still staring at the hulking male. He gave the console that B'Lanna was at a glance, still impressed. If my ship had a warp core similar to that one... he began to think aloud, staring at the core. If his men had ever salvaged a core of that caliber, then his ship would be unstoppable. His thoughts were interrupted by her explanation of reproduction. He had heard of civilizations that had eliminated the need for sexual reproduction, opting to create their spawn for specific tasks in birthing chambers. It was a concept familiar, yet unliked by Boros. He followed her through the mess hall, now deciding to give his opinion. Alkinites can only produce through sexual reproduction. And as I said, our females are in short supply. We reproduce with other species, with our genes generally being dominant. In practically every instance, an Alkinite that has intercourse with any other species will produce an Alkinite. He said all of this matter the factly, little emphasis or excitement in his tone. When they made it to the bridge, he recognized his ship and sighed. She looked rough, large gashes in a number of her lower hull plates. Well, she's seen better days he mourned, genuinely upset at the loss of his vessel. We'll salvage what we can. Fortunately, you weren't able to completely destroy our weapons array before we were forced into that jump. If your crewman can figure out the system integrations, our software will be a significant upgrade to yours. He sat down in one of the chairs, leaning back and brushing his hair back. Furthermore, we can reinforce breaches in your hull with pieces of our own. The material is stronger than practically any other we've come across, save for those unfit for space travel. He turned the chair to face the woman, his eye locked on her. Are your crew capable of defending themselves? Hostile species won't hesitate to board a wounded ship. My men are viciously capable but are your women...? He didn't know how to say delicate diplomatically, so he simply let the sentence hang.
Thread: Lost in Space (AmiraXTicTacGuy123)

Anora couldnt figure out what exactly made her feel uncomfortable about his discussion about sexual reproduction, but it did. It wasnt that her species didnt have desires, some even formed well, rather close friendships with other females, she out ranked all of her crew and that would be inappropriate. Maybe it was simply the fact that his species took pride in dominating even from a genetic stand point, she cleared her throat turn her face away. That is, interesting. He spoke of fortifying her weapons and she nodded along, taking her own seat. That is well enough. We can start that after everyone has a chance to settle in, none of the current breaches would keep us from jumping in an emergency. He asked if they could offend themselves, and she heard her security officer laugh. She turned, giving her a look and the laughing stopped immediately. We defend ourselves well, maybe when everyone gets back on their feet I can give you a little bit of a demonstration. She said in an almost teasing tone, Though, I would be afraid to hurt yousuch a delicate creature. She rolled her teal eyes at him. How did he think her species had defended themselves all this time, by playing damsels? I do not know what your policy on dining is, but I take my meals in my quarters away from the crew. You are welcome to join me, it will likely be ration cubes tonight. She offered.
Thread: Lost in Space (AmiraXTicTacGuy123)

Boros' eye shifted to the security officer and then back to the captain. I'm afraid you'll find my kind to be...durable. One must be in order to survive on a planet of desert. He rolled his eye and sighed, sinking back into the chair, crossing his legs. A soldier must always been in top physical condition if they are to overcome their enemies. Considering my crew and I have nothing but enemies... The sentence was left hanging, the man not wanting to elaborate on a fairly obvious point. We're strong, they get it. I'll have my men eat in the mess hall or in their own quarters, assuming they can handle the rest of your crew. I will accept your invitation. It'll be a far cry to the types of feasts my men and I are used to, but in such circumstances, we are willing to deal with the uncomfortable. He chuckled, adjusting the metal plate that covered his left wrist. I will need to be changing soon, however. I don't generally wear my Pylon-5 suit for extended periods of time. It becomes uncomfortable. He stood, nodding to her. I will return to my quarters to remove my suit. I will then meet you at your quarters. He headed back to the lift, taking a moment to figure out the controls before making his way back to his room. Piece by piece, the suit came off, exposing his bare skin. His torso was covered in a skin tight, jet black suit, form fitting and flexible as to not hinder any movement. He set the suit on the desk and then examined his suit, making sure there were no tears in its fabric. When he was satisfied he made his way to B'Lanna's door, knocking with heavy fists.
Thread: Lost in Space (AmiraXTicTacGuy123)

Yes, so Ive heard. The captain muttered, mostly for her own benefit. She didnt know what his suit was, but her own uniform was in tatters so she would likely change into something casual for the evening when she was sure the crew was buckled in for the night. I will leave that to your authority, we should have the kitchen up and running by the morning but rations will be handed out in the mess hall for all crew. She had no intention on attempting to pull rank with his crew for now. She was unfamiliar with them and being familiar with a crew was important to be an effective leader. Anora finished up some orders on the bridge, getting the bridge back over to her security officer before heading to her own quarters. She quickly took a shower and changed into a soft white gown, pulling over top a robe this is often what she wore in her own quarters to relax. She pulled the table from the wall and set the rations out on the table, it wasnt long before there was a firm knock on the door. She opened the door, Come in. She walked over to the table, pulling a bottle out from a shelf. Rations with good Yamor wine. She let out a little laugh, Away from the crew you are welcome to call me Anora. How should I refer to you? She asked, carefully examining his change in wardrobe. She preferred this much better to the intimidating suit he had been wearing earlier. In a way he seemed a bit softer, her own body had relaxed in response. There is a constant com link with my room, if the crew needs us they will be able to hail us here. Hopefully there will be an evening with little conflict.
Thread: Lost in Space (AmiraXTicTacGuy123)

Boros took her in once more, formulating an opinion on her new wardrobe. It was softer, more casual, more akin to what he would traditionally imagine a woman in. It was interesting for sure, and he wasn't going to complain. He nodded and gave her thanks when she opened the door, stepping inside and standing by the table, watching her pull out the wine. He couldn't recall the last time he had a wine, especially a decent wine. Arkinites required a massive amount of alcohol to get inebriated, so they usually stuck to the harder liquors that were easy to mass produce. Still, he wouldn't decline. You can call me Boros. I don't have any other name to go by he said, his eye still on her gown. My men refer to me as lord, as yours refer to you as captain. He sat down at the table, leaning back into his chair. I do apologize for not having something more modest to wear. Most of my garments are still on the Spear. I will make an effort to retrieve them in the coming days. He ran a hand through his hair and then began to pick at his rations, trying to make it last. So if I'm going to have to live with you and your kind, I'll need to know more about you. The same applies to you. If you need to drink first, be my guest he teased, chuckling, his lips curling back and revealing pointed teeth. Most people in this profession cannot open up about themselves for free.
Thread: Lost in Space (AmiraXTicTacGuy123)

Anora could feel his eyes scanning her, she had never been examined in that way. She wasnt sure the proper way to react, instead she pretended his gaze had gone unnoticed, adjusting into her seat so that she was on her knees. She opened the wine pouring them both a glass, letting out a small laugh as he apologized for his attire. Its fine, if you are immodest, I am down right scantily clad. She shook her head, remembering her hair was still put up to conform to uniform codes. She reached up and removed the two hair sticks, letting her silky white tresses fall over her shoulders. Well Boros, maybe you should be drinking first as so I do not bore you with my rather mundane life. She teased, putting the glass up to her lips and taking a sip. She picked carefully at the rations remembering how they tasted like minerals and a vague flavor of fruit. Luckily this would only be for the night at the crew would be able to resume their normal diet in the morning. The food would only last for a time though, so getting the ships moving so they could find a new source would be important. Im not really sure what there is to tell about me? The Neil left station only a couple of weeks ago, a week into our first journey the captain got ill. Some sort of illness she had caught on an away mission to one of the colonies. It happened quickly, and I as her first officer took command of the vessel. Before the Neil I worked on another ship, a science vessel where I worked my way up in rank until I became an Lt. I applied for reassignment on the Neil, looking for moreadventure. Maybe not this much. She smiled, Before that, I lived on a space station. I have actually never lived on a planet, or even seen our home world. What about you?
Thread: Lost in Space (AmiraXTicTacGuy123)

He took another bite of his rations before downing the wine in a single drink, setting the glass down and chuckling. There is no such thing as a mundane life. All lives have some way of making themselves interesting. You must simply find yours. He continued to eat his rations, watching her face as she spoke. You've never lived on a planet. Have you ever been on a planet? Seen a natural sky, or taken a breath of natural air? He ran a finger along the rim of his glass, his nail gently scraping the surface. Interesting. The Arkinite sighed and looked around the room, unsure of where to begin. My story isn't any different from the rest of my men. Our home planet is barren, hardly capable of supporting any life. Our kind decided to become mercenaries for hire, and eventually, built their own army. I was born and raised on my planet, and then I was brought onto the Bronze Spear. When the previous Lord began to make decisions that left our entire population at risk, I fought him for the right to rule. He looked down at his ration, taking another bite. I killed him. The men respect me now. They listen to me. We have been traveling the universe destroying ships and colonies, looting what we need, the men who need to breed do so, and then we move on. He shrugged, clearly uninterested in the subject. Until we find a planet that can support us, we keep searching.