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As the tension died, a different rattling sound started. A moment later the sound ended abruptly and small grey and brown ball erupted from a nearby derelict machine.  The ball hit the ground with a grunt, and Bista straightened. One hand pushed against the aliens back, while another two rotated a part ripped from the machine's guts. The little alien examined the piece carefully.

[color=#FFA500]”Bah!”[/color] He muttered before tossing it over his shoulder. Looking around the Xexto noticed the gathering; Assuming himself to blame for the tension Bista did something un-Xexto-like. [color=#FFA500]”What? Never seen an Alien before?”[/color] He asked rudely.

After a moment Bista recognized the lack of blue on the newcomers. With a glance he saw that no one had weapons on the strangers. He assumed they were cleared to be there. The alien shrugged and turned to face the machine he fell out of.