[center] [h3][b][color=00ff00]J'eon the Blacksmith[/color][/b][/h3] [/center]

J'eon raised an eyebrow at the newcomers arrival.

"So, we will know the thoughts of the Sky People," he said, laying out his trading blanket. "But they can't get their informed consent. How will the Sky People react to having their thoughts invaded?"

[i]There was also,[/i] J'eon mused as he laid out the various tools and blades, [i]the question of understanding those thoughts that were being read. This was the first time they made contact with the Sky People, how would someone used to their own people react to what secrets laid within the minds of these travelers?
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[center] [h3][b][color=00ff00]Jack Mallory, X.O.[/color][/b][/h3] [/center]

"Of course, Captain," Jack nodded, exiting the storeroom, turning towards the bridge, switching circuits. "Ezra, where are these birds? Wotan, can you see these birds?"

With any luck, they might have a recording. He wondered if the system that caught his recordings was running?

He spared the airlock towards the hanger a glance as he walked by. It would make for suitable quarters for their unexpected guests. And now they were getting over their shock, it was the perfect time to start finding out what they could do. 

The telescopic ramp had its advantages, to be sure. Not as much room to impress visitors, but it was defensible.