The Ardent Inquisitor

The Lance Minor glanced over to another Minor who was dancing his hands over the terminal
"They're venting heat, Lance Minor. I think their system may require more frequent cooling than our own" He said, glancing backwards and turning his head to the Lance Minor, before facing the terminal again
"Noted. Perform as commanded" He said as he relayed the message to navigation "Make sure you map the way, sensor readings within those clouds could be off, if one of our ships ever gets lost in here, I pity them."
There was a beep and the majors voice came through the intercom
'My contact with the council is strained, report?"
"We are inside a gas giant, Major. Attempt contact again upon exit" The Lance Minor said, glancing to the hologram of the Major
"Run on alert, we do not know what lurks in this clouds..." The Major ordered, and his hologram vanished. The Lance major gestured to Moroei, then tapped in some commands upon his terminal 
"Keep running sensors, check for persistent anomalies. We shall keep close to the Syren."

Upon exiting the giants and receiving instruction, the Ardent Inquisitor glided towards the station and engaged docking procedures once more. The File prepared to head down to the planet below, and again the Major wondered about proceedure. Would they view it as threatening for them to arrive in full armour and weaponry? The officers aboard the Syren certainly didn't appear to have been as heavily armed as the Lorca had been. If escaping the Syren in the case things went south would be difficult, this would certainly be impossible.
Furthermore, he wondered why they were heading down in an elevator. The Ardent Inquisitor was more than capable of dropping him on the surface... The Major sent a message to the Syren
"Your guidance through that abominable gas is very much appreciated, Commander." The next part of the message was not in the black tongue. "Ehlnada emero ni."