[b]DESTINY ASCENDANT
Main Hangar[/b]

Arelya bowed in return, kneeling on one leg while the other folded underneath her body. "Cal trel, Vier'yen." Her voice was subtly different in her native tongue, a bit smoother than it was in Aurerran. With a wing she gestured for Raldyr to get in the shuttle, before turning to follow, opening a channel to the [i]Shadow Star[/i]. "This is Arelya, prepping for departure. Requesting a flight path to '31."

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[b]SHADOW STAR
Observation Deck[/b]

"I don't think we should get involved down there. There's almost too many different xenos to count, and we'd be spread thin with our current forces. It would be a tactical blunder to be caught planetside if a large-scale conflict broke out." Kel'ar shook her head, the jet-black scales on her neck shimmering from the overhead lights. "We'd need more troops, some fightercraft and a handful of surface vehicles to even stand a chance of making a dent, and that would require Command to send [i]Archangel[/i] to this hellhole."

Lyra sighed, putting more weight on the railing she leaned on. "You command the ship; I would imagine you have some influence over where it goes."

"Some, yes, but it would be treason to take it here without orders. With the current situation, even though there are civilians involved, it isn't a sound decision. I'll put a request in, but I doubt anything will come of it yet."

The two commanders watched as the away team's shuttle continued its slow approach for docking, its dorsal side becoming illuminated by the hangar floodlights as it halted beneath the [i]Shadow Star[/i]. The kyrian snorted, fogging the window in front of her for a moment. "At least your weapons officer didn't get herself killed, we might need such a position in the near future."