Crevix peeked his head out from the shadows. [color=#3498DB]"I have a question admiral."[/color] He walked up to the area and saluted lazily. [color=#3498DB]"Do you know the exact position of the Hive force on sundown, and an estimate of their numbers?"[/color] He looked at map, analyzing the plan with a seemably robotic focus. This was a great plan in his opinion, but one with many, very unfavorable risks.
	He wasn't a gambler by any means, but if he was to put money on the two forces success, he would reluctantly put it on the Shard.

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	There it was again.

	Langcastor was hearing something quite interesting that was occasionally touching the other Dragon's systems. First parasite was interfaced with, then another dragon shrugged it off. And at the same time, he heard a sound. It was curious, but not worth his attention yet.

	Again, he heard it, and it was louder.

	He got up and looked around, nothing the various technicians and other crew in the pens. He scanned them all with his sonar for a bit, waiting to hear the sound.

	[i]riik riik riik riik[/i]

	He detected the person producing the sound, holding a data-pad. Langcastor produced a metallic growl that echoed through the pens while 'looking' directly at him. The man looked up, frightened. Langcastor growled more intensely. The tech doing diagnostics in Langcastor was very wary.
	Jack O'Loocish knew Langcastor better than the other technicians, and was the only one that would work with it after an incident with a particular person who tried to make him wake up and stay awake. When Langcastor growls, he knew someone was doing something annoying and wrong. He saw what, or rather who, Langcastor was focused on. "He'! What are ya' doin'? Ya' pissin' off Langcastor, which isn't somethin' ya' wanna' do!" he yelled in his thick accent. Langcastor's target just ran towards the crew quarters.
	Langcastor looked at Jack and gave a little grunt before laying down. Jack patted the dragon's metallic hide and went back to work.