STC Syren
Airlock

As the airlock door opened Vellais quickly caught on to what was going on, she saw the refractive shimmer of their cloaking devices as they slowly moved through the docking bridge and into the staging room. ‘Are we getting boarded?’ was her first thought as she considered the pistol she had in her waistband. Inviting an alien race on her ship was risky but she did take precautions, she had at least three special forces operators covering her as she stood there, hands clasped behind her back. Two operators were sitting against the wall, acting like they were talking to each other while one was all the way down the hall with a rifle trained on the door itself. To the untrained eye this would like somewhat normal but others would be able to see it like it was. The two operators talking were armed but only minimally armored, their rifles laid out next to them as they alternated talking and looking towards the shimmering creatures at the door. The marksmen down the hall was the only operator in full armor, throwing a sheet over himself to blend into the color of the hallway. Even the Commander was in tactical position, offset from the center of the door by a couple centimeters, enough for a round to pass over her shoulder if need be. 

	“ Calm……” she said though her earpiece as the Lorca made there way into the ship before stopping. “ Do they expect us not to see them?” the marksmen said over the radio as he eyed the shimmering through his scope. Velais shrugged slightly before bowing towards the Lorca “ Welcome to the Syren” she said in Demioi as the translation unit on her hip roughly translated it into whatever language they spoke. Smiling as the cloaked creature responded with his own bow “ I apologize for the mess out in the vacuum, we are a little cautious as of late, but diplomacy can never end”. Vellais let out a short sigh before calling off the anti boarding action, resulting in the obvious release of tension from the men in the room. The two sitting operators let out a quiet chuckle as they picked their weapons up and placed them against the wall before getting up and walking to the commander’s side. The marksmen down the hallway was by far the most obvious, furiously ripping the sheet off his armored body and slinging the sniper rifle over his shoulder as he walked towards the group.