M'rayl snatched onto the hand of the crystal man as he faltered, lucky for him that she had long arms that were able to catch him just in the nick of time. Unlucky for both of them her race wasn't known for physical prowess so the momentum of his fall nearly jerked her off the ship and sent her crashing down on top of him, but the large, rough, mossy green hand of a Yu Ghreda wrapped around her waist, almost snapping her like a twig from the sudden stop, but perhaps that was an exaggeration and it was certainly better than the alternative. She turned her head to see him standing there in all his glory, a titan of a man just as the history books say. He easily stood at around seven and a half feet tall and was packed with muscle, but was surprisingly in an engineer outfit rather than a security like most would expect of them, if they even showed up at all now due to their scarcity. Or perhaps because of how rare they were they weren't in combat positions as much despite their culture?

"T-thank you," she said, eyeing him in awe.

"Yeah, whatever," he grumbled in a gravelly voice as he let go. "Let me help you with-"

Before he could get into position, with a heavy tug she was able to lift the crystal man up onto the ship, falling onto her butt and him collapsing on top of her. The surge of adrenaline had given her the strength needed to do the task herself. The Yu Ghreda nodded respectfully to himself at the sight, although M'rayl didn't catch this, currently distracted by the man laying firmly on top of her. The Yu Ghreda was about to leave, his work here done, when a beautiful Selva sprung onto the ship right in front of him, her (his) long hair flowing out around her (his) head before settling back down as her (his) slender feet made light contact with the plasteel floor. So this was the friend that the Captain had brought with him. A nice catch if he did say so himself. Maybe he'd buy a drink for this new addition to the crew, as a welcoming party, of course.

"Greetings, I am Urn Val, of the Yu Ghreda," he said as gracefully as he could muster, his voice booming.

Arm went to move in closer but tripped over his own two feet, ruining his graceful entrance as he stumbled awkwardly forward into Urn Val's surprised, muscular arms.

"Ah, you must be exhausted from all this excitement. Let me take you to the med bay," he said, blushing. Arma was speechless, which Yu Ghreda in their culture apparently translate as an affirmative because he was briskly sweeped off his feet and rushed away in his arms, a baffled look on his face the entire way.

The Captain, if he was just as bewildered at the scene taking place as poor Arma was, didn't show it underneath his mask. Instead he went straight to business, getting onto his communication device.

"This is Captain Ahn Vora speaking. Everyone is now on the ship that will be. You have permission to launch and remain in the atmosphere of the planet until the enemy has been revealed, in which case we will move in to engage. I will be making my way to the bridge momentarily."

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They were taking off already? Curses. The elite strike team was too slow in their advance upon hitting the road block and the cannon fodder was getting wiped out despite superior numbers among combatants. Although with the elite team still mostly alive and having the advantage in the long run, they no longer had a long run to work with. The crewmembers had been severely underestimated, it would seem, or at least they had a couple more talented individuals who were able to pull the weight of the crew, including some random newcomers that helped turn the tide. The war party leader let out a sigh, pondering what to do next. A lot of people in his clan were now dead. How troublesome. If this mission failed then would he have no choice but to ask additional clans to help him out, and convincing them to join his war party under his command would be difficult indeed.

"We still have some warriors on board the ship. We must have faith that they will succeed. Our elite team has to pull back for now and regroup for a better opportunity at another time. We can't afford to loose them if we are to win without the aid of another clan," he explained. "The rest of our men will cover their retreat."