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"Permission granted," Joruv crackled over a speaker in the airlock. Opum and Phetalia jumped back as the airlock doors woooshed open allowing Nyaida and her guards on board. At sight of the bodyguards Phetalia and Opum took a hard step back. Those chicks were scary. From their all-black attire to holstered weapons at the hilt, Opum considered never even so much as looking at them out of the corner of his eye wrong. Phetalia, though intimidated, had to admit there was something impressive about the display of femme bravado.

Auroragon Bridge

Bridge and front viewing bay of the ship The Auroragon

"What's that?" Phetalia questioned the last of the engineers as they filed through, referring to their backpacks. Part of her wondered if they had any new games- but she knew better than to ask.

"This is so jet!" She gushed under her breath to Opum who eagerly nodded. The two followed the party of aliens as they made their way towards the bridge, jumping ahead to press the right buttons to open the right doors. They finally arrived at the bridge. Opum and Phetalia both had smiles plastered ear to ear as they scrambled to be the one to hit the button, to open the door of the bridge of the Auroragon, for the first time, to anyone other than the survivors of Norvnu.