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

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[color=39b54a][i]Oh? Are you, Mr Rolands? Hah... Greetings to you, Tichua! We are here to negotiate. I am Masha, I can speak your language and will be serving as a translator and a diplomat. I am a bit rusty, so please forgive me if I make any mistakes. Oh, and by the way, before we commence, you wouldn't believe what my colleague, Mr Raynolds the second-in-command here, has just said about your people before entering your ship! Oh, my! Now [b]that[/b] was an insult to remember, let me tell you. I bet our entire crew is laughing their ribs apart! But me, though? Oh no, my parents are long partners with your folks and I love you, that's why I am telling you all this. Keep it between us, eh? See how well you stall them with a hole or two in your dome, Mr Rolands my dear.[/i][/color]

[color=0072bc]"Well, I suppose you would, Mr Rolands. But,"[/color] she said, looking at Luci, [color=0072bc]"I think you should at least take Luci with you. It's a good point she's made. Better safe than sorry, right medic?"[/color] Behind her smiling face, Masha thought about Luci's exosuit she managed to sneak a peak at one time. It was a creepy thing, very cyclopean in design and had the aura of an old concentration camp lab worker from the 20th century rather than a medic. But she nonetheless knew that there might come the time when Luci's one eyed face would be the face of an angel, if she ends up butchered or wounded somewhere in space. What was it about extreme sterility and medical protocols that made one so uneasy and apprehensive? 

Masha now stood up herself too. The second-in-command was up, the plan seemed to be set, the non-organics were silent and busy with their machinations: surely the meeting was over? She remained standing however, not taking her leave until the captain officially dismissed them all. But the captain,ever since she saw him first that morning, seemed most willing to dismiss himself forever and simply retreat to some forsaken satellite in deep sapce and be an anchorite free from all worries and duties of an IOSE employee.