[h1][center]Masha[/center][/h1]

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[i]The Tichua aliens?[/i][/color] Masha's thought began to wonder and the friendly havoc around her started to blur, giving room for images of those foreign life forms. [color=39b54a][i]So they are raiding. Interesting. And ironic. Wasn't it one of their Lehds, chieftains from ages ago, that said that piracy as a business was a crime against god because it did not create anything new, but just robbed others of the fruit of their work? Yes, it was. Dante thought similarly of usury. How times change so much but also stay the same. Even with our current monetary systems there is always an excuse to raid, a cause for envy.[/i][/color] In a brief pause of thought, she noted tat Wren had refrained from commenting upon her remark, but his smile gave her a hint: she was not to push the dream business, because it obviously gave him some troubles.

There seemed to be some sort of confusion with the non-organics in the room, and the second-in-command had at some point come in and with strict look in his eyes; but Masha was too concerned with her own thoughts to pay any attention at the time and hoped the eye had not taken note of her, especially if there had been any inquiries directed at her which she failed to register. The most pleasant surprise was seeing the new doctor, Frau Wolfe, appear, a most friendly looking person. [color=39b54a][i]I will have to brush up on my Tichua, I guess. Aber mein Deutsch ist immer noch gut, Frau Wolfe, und ich freue mich auf unsere Gespräche.[/i][/color] She looked forward to being able to use something other than English with her crew mates, especially German which she was fond of. 

When the captain asked for questions, the first thing that popped to her mind were dangers of possible combat, because she had had very little training and was not licensed to carry a weapon on the ship. Well, a fire arm at least. She looked at the holowatch on her wrist. The device had already picked up the word Techua and was working on downloading all the date Masha would need. [color=39b54a][i]What a handy device, the watch. Quite literally.[/i][/color] 

[color=ed1c24] "Yeah, do we have a plan on what we're going to do? 'Cause I don't think we have anything they would want lying around so we can't exchange those for the dignitaries. In which case... we'd have to get them out by force." [/color] Christian's words confirmed her suspicion. 
[color=0072bc]"Which would be risky, right? Them having precious cargo on their ship. We have to try and negotiate first. If we have it confirmed that these people are alive, that must mean their captors are willing to engage in dialogue. What would be the point of keeping them otherwise? We can't engage them as long as they have the dignitaries."[/color] [color=39b54a][i]No, don't say that, don't be stup--![/i][/color] [color=0072bc]"I can try. I can talk to them."[/color] [color=39b54a][i]Idiot! You are dead![/i][/color] Her heart was beating fast and the digits on the holowatch showed increased beats per minute. She was numb at her own words, but was in a way proud too, even though she knew deep down that what she said were only attempts at avoiding battle more than bravery. But still, small personal victories were satisfying. Hopefully she could calm down before the robot groped her the way he did with the other crew folk.