Ripley Stands on the platform of the Venus. Her shadow reminescent of a xenomorph. Ripleys eyes glinting as the sun trickled into the Enclosure of the Venus. She stood waiting to debrief her new team her brown vest fluttered as the wind passed through the structure.
Annalee Call: "Um Are you shure that there going to show". Call said irratated as she walked over to Ripley with a Pulse Rifle in her hand.

Ripleys cold steely eyes looked off into the entrince to the landing pad she looked at Call and touched her sholder. "There comeing, but im not shure they are aware of exactly they are going up agenst".
Call: "I damb well hope so".

Dale Conner walked up to the platform. He saw tow people on the platform one was a woman with curly hair and one carrying and pulse rifle.

Ripley looked up frome Call. "He's here". Call said. Ripley walked over to greet him. "Privet Dale connor". Ripley adressed him.
"I have been waiting for your arival we are debreafing the team soon so take a seat over by the Venus". Ripley started to walk along beside him her eyes studying him. "I heard you where the best, renoun for your survival in harsh situations". She looked at him with a grin. "I shure hope you are as good as I heard, becuse I was the best, but then when I faced the xenomorphs I died".

Call: Watched as Ripley came closer with a crew member she recodnised faintly.

dale walked over to venus with ripley then stopped at she asked if he was the best he turned and relied "I can ashore I am the best of the best" he also said under his breath so no one could here "of this version any way" he looked up and saw the other woman she looked familiar.

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Ripleys erie grin turned to the marine she felt assured by his strength reminding her vaugely of her commrades of long ago in some color washed memory of old with tatterd wires and the smell of acid. As this recrute approched Call glanced up frome her transfixed stare on Ripley.Call, "Hello, I am Annalee Call". She stammered all most as if the face was burned into her internal memory as if she had known his face frome her memorys. "I am the mechanic to the Venus, I also am handy with one of these puppys". She blandishes her pulse rifle and looks at him with her dark misted eyes as if in sorting some lost files deep in her memory. She stood shorted by him and yet did not feel intimidated by his young yet wise face and his scarred mug. She studdied him the gust through the corridore of the landing pad swept her choped dark hair as she grined at this such familler face.
Ripley cut this silence with the loading of an oxi-tank to the venus "Clank". The meatl slammed into the slot nicely with a satisfaction.
Call looked away for a moment still anticipating the strangers responce.

it seemed silent for a long time before Call turned to Ripley and passed the new face. "Ripley i want to see you alon inside later". Call smiled and grabed onto Ripleys arm as she passed by.