Airlock

Commander Vellais nodded and continued to smile “ You had us worried for a bit, nevertheless it is nice to meet your race and your nation. I am Commander Velka Vellais of the Septonian Concordant, I command this Blackhole class vessel the Syren. These Aradites next to me are my Special forces operators, I am glad to meet another nation who thinks like we do.” she said as the operators bowed slightly. This was up there on the lists of odd meetings but it could of gone a lot worse, both the Lorca and the Aradites could be dead. For her first diplomatic action this was going well, especially after what just happened “ We apologize for being so secretive, events as of late have forced us to hide out here in space for a few days”. The interior of the ship was rather cold, due to being unpowered for days, ice crystals had stared to form on the wall in some places. Despite the cold, a small feast had been prepared for the guests of the normal Aradite wine and meats. Despite the extreme circumstances, Aradite customs were still followed to the letter “ If you would like, we have a small feast for you and your guests in the Officers mess. There we can probably speak more of the affairs in this part of the galaxy.”