Captain Aeris - Transporter Room
Aeris beamed onto the giant transporter pad and was met with Commander Barnes, an enthusiastic older Benzite.
"You wanted to see me?" the human asked. "You guys finally have a mission for me?"
Barnes held up a small, alien statue. "No, I just wanted to share this amazing find Captain Terry discovered on his adventures into deep space and beyond! It's an ancient Verathan depiction of one of their sub-ossemites. It's eating a baby ossemite."
"Dude, I've been sitting on my ship doing nothing for weeks! There's Na'Khul everywhere, my Sovereign-class starship has way too many decks and the LC's are dead— oh, the Lethean Cetaceans, to clarify."
The Benzite was taken aback in a stutter. "I just— thought you liked old alien things that haven't been scanned for bacteria yet—?"
"I like the ones I find! Terry is like a twitchy Android on anti-matter waste. Who cares what he discovers? I'm going to Club 47 for a drink." Aeris threw out her arms in defeat and took the short-cut corridor out.
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Captain Terry - Food Court
Snapping out of petting his tribble, Terry turned to two fellow Captains who had been comparing ship battle stories.
"Well, I've got you both beat. A navigation glitch knocked my ship into a new Fek'lhri invaded space, where I fought for weeks, battling in both space and invading hordlings aboard my ship. A ravager asked me to marry her, and in pure delusion-drenched battle I agreed. We now have two kids, and they refuse to visit on weekends! How hard is it to visit? At least I have these tribbles."
He notices Nat and Krystal's blank stares.
"Oh, I'm Captain Terry of the Vesta-class U.S.S. Kitana! She's a good ship. Not sure how it works though."
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