[b]Saten Ruiko, Conablum Labs[/b]

Saten was ready to fight, no two ways about it. Of course she had wondered if they would move to a more suitable arena, but was nonetheless prepared for immediate hostilities as Cyano announced as such. She could handle this, she was sure of it. It would definitely be easier than fighting Eto, that was for sure.

Admittedly she wasn't ready for the sheer speed that Cynao could move at, matching what she had heard that Accelerator could do when he wasn't holding back. she acted quickly, activating her Aero Hand on her shoes to propel herself backwards and out of range of the uppercut before lashing out with her own air powered kick, foot directed upwards in a powerful blow from a force that she was fairly certain could move even cars at a rapid clip.

But before she could go further, she watched in confusion as Cyano's accomplices intervened, punting her through the opened portal before their fight could go on. It would be obvious that Ruiko was taken off guard by what had just happened though, and she certainly didn't know why it had. It wasn't as if one of them was in danger of losing.

"Saten Ruiko," she replied with a hint of sullenness as she moved to enter the portal, not refusing the invitation now that her anger had been suddenly cut off due to the abrupt termination of the fight. That had been unexpected, and for the moment she had returned to a slightly calmer place, if only out of confusion and nothing else. She certainly still had suspicion in spades. 

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[b]Ba'al and Teal'c, Alliance of Conquerors Base, Arcadia-1[/b]

Landing, the Tel'tak would deposit an honor guard of Jaffa with helmets activated, holding on to staff weapons in a careully regimented and coordinated formation. For what they might lack in combat power they could certainly be intimidating, and that was used to good effect as Teal'c preceded Ba'al onto the landing field, taking a position off to the side as he eyed the Conquerors and the soldiers present with a calm and nigh emotionless gaze. He was making plans, predictions, ready to act should they come to blows. 

Ba'al stepped out then, confident in the fact that he was safe from harm. His fleet would protect him, and he had plenty of surprises otherwise. Expecting assassination might be a bit much, but one could never be too careful when dealing with the Goa'uld, or outsiders for that matter. 

"Hello," Ba'al replied with a smug grin as he looked over the assembled persons, a strange double tint to his voice as if two people were speaking at once. "And you must be the Conquerors that this alliance is named after. A pleasure to meet you in person. You are certainly quite the.....colorful, bunch."