[b]Nouvelle Orbit, The Explorer V and the Varren III[/b]
Both ships began to perk when flunctuations appeared in other parts of orbit, and an unknown vessel descended through the atmosphere nearby. Going on alert, the Explorer almost immediately began detecting unknown ships, and responded accordingly, sending a recently-devised message by way of a diagram and code for a DNA module, the DNA of a drug that is similar to several that calm the nervous system, and relax the muscles. Essentially saying: Calm, we won't do anything bad.

On the ground there wasn't so much luck.

[b]Nouvelle Capital City[/b]
Before there could be a response from the creatures calling them "Angels," a Hunter stepped forward and whispered something in their native language to the Tinkerer. After a moment, he too expanded his senses as far as they could go, and saw a stranger sight. A creature similar to the ones that stood before them, but dressed differently, with technology that may be on par to their own, apparently speaking with the natives.

At this, the Tinkerer waved, and responded with several orders. Shortly afterwards, one Hunter remained to accompany an Engineer and the Tinkerer that could now speak the natives' language. The door to the shuttle closed, shutters slid out of the bottom of the shuttle to encase its landing gears, and the wings folded like a bat's, a point coming down with a skid extending out to touch the ground, the rest of the wing folding up relatively close to the shuttle. A small turret extended out the end of each wing, both of which aimed opposite of each other, not pointing at the ground or sky, but simply there, a warning.

With this done, the Tinkerer asked, "Bring us to your palace. There is another type of Angel waiting there for us," utilizing the recent name-calling of "Angel," simply taking it in and figuring that they were still primitive enough to believe that anyone that descended from the heavens was godly.