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[right][b]Location - Unknown | Galactic Sector - Unknown.[/b][/right]

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[color=silver]"Glad to hear it. Sending you coordinates now."[/color] Valtrix said as he broadcasted a flight path to his ship via a mental command to Ikani's craft. Slowly leaning forward, Valtrix quickly disconnected his mind from the ships systems and got to his feet. Straightening his beige outfit which consisted of a form fitting shirt that had a diagonal slant beginning on the bottom left at the hip before ending just at his right thigh, a pair of simple pants, and a pair of plain white shoes, truly a design that valued efficiency over style or flair, Valtrix began making his way towards the docking bay near the front left-or right from the views of most of the other ships in the surrounding area-of the ship.

While he wanted to find out what was going on, and trusted the other's to keep their word, he didn't quite trust them enough to meet them in the Renatus's bridge. While he doubted they even knew how to work his people's technology, Valtrix still didn't feel like taking the risk. Especially if things escalated during the meeting. His ship could function without a docking bay. But without a functional command center, it'd be nothing more than a fancy looking brick, floating in space. And, sure, there was always the Auxiliary Bridge, but it lacked a control chair and thus didn't have most of the functionality he was used to.

It also made flying the craft pretty much impossible without a crew, as one needed multiple people to effectively man all the various station's and console's in that part of the ship.

[color=silver][i]"Perhaps abandoning my crew wasn't such a good idea after all. But then again, I don't think they would have taken my desertion very well. Heh, if they were still here, they probably would have locked me into one of the stasis pods and dropped me on the nearest habitable planet."[/i][/color] Valtrix mused, as he stepped inside a teleporter leading to the lower decks. Disappearing in a flash of light, Valtrix rubbed his eye's briefly as he reappeared in a small alcove in the right wall of the hallway which led to the ships hanger, his vision having been temporarily disrupted by the flash of light that signalled the transportation and subsequent rearrangement of his atoms in that area. Shaking a bit to get rid of any leftover nervousness or worry, Valtrix adjusted his collar a bit before schooling his face into a mask of stoic calm and waving his hand in front of a glowing button embedded in the wall to his right, causing the door to the ships hangar to slide open with a silent vwoosh. Clasping his hands behind his back, Valtrix let out one final sigh as he stepped through into the room beyond and waited for Broodmother Ikani's arrival.