The clone at the conn-station tapped the ear-piece and turned to Kiana. "General, we are receiving a transmission from the station... Wait one second..." He quickly tried to recall the controlls, then pressed several buttons and the faces of Deep Space Nine's command staff appeared on the screen. Kiana wasn't surprised to see humans, but Kira looked very strange. Almost human but not quite. She got up and straightened her armour a little (It seemed an instinctive thing when raising from this captains chair.)
"First of all, I wish to extend my most sincere of greetings to you. My name is Jedi Master Kiana and... I am afraid that I have a very strange tale to tell. Suffice to say, for now, that we are not here to engage in hostilities. We are in need of supplies and aid... I am afraid to say that the crew of this ship are almost all dead, save for one. We found this ship adrift in space and commandeered it in accordance with galactic salvage rights. Being that these are your people, we wished to return their remains. Might me and some of my staff be permitted to board your station to discuss the situation further?"