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Captain Jefferson continued to sit in his chair, pondering as all the incoming transmissions were logged. He glanced up to the screen showing the secondary CIC, and his executive officer sitting in his own combat station chair. It was a necessary arrangement, so if the primary CIC or secondary CIC were destroyed, both commanders would not be taken out in a single hit. "Klein, get the air boss down there to get both Pelicans on the catapults. I want one disarmed and with a clear troop bay. Put a gunship package on the other. Tell Captain Reims to pull all her Marines off damage control, get a squad of them on the gunship, they're our alert five."

He paused, sighing. "Klein, you aren't gonna like it, but I'm sending you out. You're my representative. Take our navigator and our CE. They probably know the most on this stuff. Grab a couple of Marines, too. I don't want you down there unguarded." He picked up his radio receiver, ordering to his comms officer. "Prepare to transmit."

[color=navy][i]"This is the UNSC Kearsarge to the Andromeda. We have space on our shuttle craft for your delegation. However, I must stipulate that you disarm all but two armed guards as a show of good faith. I assure you we'll be doing the same."

"That being said, I'll have my craft out within the hour, I'll need a time and a place."[/i][/color]  He transmitted the addendum to nobody in particular, hoping to get a suggestion of a meeting place. As he placed his radio receiver back on its dock, he commanded quietly.

"Thaw the troopers. I want them in their pods and waiting."