Snippet #2267861

Lieutenant Vorn looked at the Arkanean from head, well brain, and down. He looked through what information the Goroi Government and Justice System had on Nyroth. Alenko's eyes caught sight of his experience with the Council's Cybernetics Division. Someone of this experience on a treasure hunt? Interesting. I guess we're are motivated by something, Alenko thought to himself as the Lieutenant continued to skim through files. Alenko noticed Vorn was being oddly thorough considering Nyroth's now known history with the Council. To Alenko, it almost seemed as if he was finding a reason not to bring the outsider on board, something the Kaloq knew the Nelia's were going to try.

"Everything in order, Vorn? I doubt the man wants to stand here all day." Alenko said with a slightly annoyed tone to his voice.

Vorn lowered the data-tablet and looked over at Alenko, then back to Nyroth. "Nyroth Kova. By boarding the Orion you thereby agree to follow Goroi Laws and Regulations regardless of where said voyage takes you so long as you remain a member of The Orion's crew. The Republic is not responsible for loss of possession or life while on this journey. If you agree to these terms please proceed through the docking bay. Welcome aboard."

The sound of Alenko slow clapping could be heard just to the right of Vorn. "Finally. Here I thought no one would be up to par with your lofty standards," said Alenko, much to the dismay of Vorn who had a noticeably angered expression.

The interview was nearly over as the ships medic, Wy, appeared from the docking bay. Alenko heard the Nelian had started employing Etweir for their medical expertise, but Alenko had never actually met one before. At least, not a modified one. Alenko looked the Etweir from top to bottom, then turned his attention back to the interview. "No, we haven't." Before Alenko could say another word the sound of a gentle hum began to emit from the tablet Vorn was holding. He pressed the screen, thereby bringing up a video feed of the Captain aboard the Orion, sitting in his Commander's chair on the bridge.

"Yes, what do you need, Sir?" said Vorn, trying to sound as professional and emotionless as possible.

"Lieutenant Vorn, we will be taking off within the hour. It seems a Warship will be docking soon and we have orders to remove ourselves so as to not be in its way." Captain Jauron's voice was deep and dry, the wounds of many battles fought could be heard with each word he spoke.

"Understood, Captain." The video feed ended and the tablet screen returned to normal. "Alright Kaloq, it looks like this parade of yours is over." Vorn's words were sharp, caausing even Alenko to get irritated. "A Nelian warship docking in the same bay on the same day we are scheduled to leave, huh? Bad luck, I guess." Alenko turned toward the docking bay, looking back at Nyroth before taking a step. "Look's like you made it just in time." With that, Alenko entered the docking bay and started making his way toward the ship.

Vorn looked at what remained of the line. "Sorry, but interviews are officially over, I thank you for your time." The group started to become vocal, but Vorn shut the docking bay door behind him, making sure Wy, Nuroth, and any loose crew members were in before locking it down. "I suggest we head onto the ship. Once we're on, Captain Jauron will inform everyone of our destination." The Lieutenant's attitude seemed to be more friendly than before, most likely because Alenko had went on ahead and was no longer around to antagonize him.

The Orion was a Military-grade transport ship that was too large for a freighter, but too small for a warship. It came from a series of ships designed during the Kaloq Wars to fly close to the surface of planets without drawing too much attention with the intent to deploy troops and vehicles while also providing aerial support. When entering the ship, a decontamination process purged all possibly dangerous bacteria and organisms on those arriving. Once the airlock was sealed and the process over, the ships opposite airlock opened to the bridge of the Orion. The designed was so the Captain would be able to immediately departure from the ship. Like most things developed by the Goroi, their hubris didn;t take into account to possibility of invaders having a clear line of sight to the Captain should they board.

Alenko entered through the airlock and emerged on the other side, locking eyes with the Captain almost immediately. It might have seemed rude for him to just up and leave those who were at the interview process without a word or second thought, but he wanted to see the Captain as soon as possible without outside interference or knowledge.

"I'm supposed to believe you just found out a warship needed to dock?" asked Alenko, the skepticism in his voice not likely to go over anyone's head.

The Captain simply chuckled and stood up, looking at the Kaloq. "Believe what you want to. I have my orders and you will followe the orders I give you while on my ship, do I make myself clear?"

Alenko looked away and walked to the front of the bridge, staring out at the open sky from the bridges large window view. "Crystal, Captain."