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[cityship]

||Attention, Attention,|| Stacy's voice rang out suddenly throughout the ship. ||Will the following personnel please report to the Obs Deck:||

||Michael Blanc,||
||Kazami Shiro,|
||Andrew Davis,||
||Aibghalien Marsai,||
||Spiderman--616 universe,||
||Julian Keller,||
||Nanashi,||
||Katara,||
||Lash,||
||Wags-Tail-Alot,||
||Phillip,||
||and Vita.||

||Attention, Attention...|| The message repeats over and over, until all of the people she was calling reported to the Obs Deck.

Once they get there, they're greeted with an unusual sight. The mouth in the huge statue on the wall opens, revealing a screen. On it, the dossier for the mission flickers into display, understandable to every person there. Smaller copies of the dossier appear in holographic form in front of everyone.

The planet's stats, right next to a rotating picture of it, a dusty brown orb with orange clouds overhead:

Planet Designation: Arkez prime
Status: Terrestrial, H-class.
Non-sentient life: Scattered pockets of hardy flora and fauna.
Semi-Sentient Life: None.
Sentient Life: None.
Water: 13% of the planet's surface.

Climate: Arid, desert climate [Click here for cultural equivalents for non-Earth cultures.]
Landscape: Dry, arid, desert landscape.
Air: Normoxic concentration: 28% oxygen, 62% nitrogen, 5% xenon, 5% trace gases, such as hydrogen, krypton, and argon.

Air Pressure: 14.543 pounds per square inch.
Sky: Red with orange clouds.
Sun: A class F2V, yellow star.

Warnings: Terrain can be hazardous. Recommend caution when navigating terrain.

Mission: Minor Ohm splinter force detected on planet's surface. No Node detected, minor threat. Destroy before reinforcements arrive. Ohm artillery detected. Unable to send in heavy weaponry to engage. Ambush/Reconnaissance team will deploy to reduce Ohm threat prior to full engagement. Details to be provided.

Comments

[telekinetic_badass]

Oooookay... Julian briefly looked back at the group, then at these Lensmen.

"'Other ones?'"

[armsraced.livejournal.com]

"What, you didn't think the 9 was to make it sound fancy, did you?" Revus said with a slight sneer. "There are more of them. Leave it to a Pre-Bleed not to work that one out."

Of course, that got him a slap on the back of the head from the Commander.

"There were at least 10 Transmigration ships," Rahk said. "But they all got lost somehow. Only 4, 7, and now 9 are currently accounted for."

[telekinetic_badass]

There was a smug looking smirk from Julian after Revus got his headslapped by his boss. It was at least enough to appease him such that he decided not to point out that they're the idiots who lost at least ten ships that were each size of a moon.

Though...

"Shouldn't we already have been accounted for? We had managed to get in touch with a race known as the Daligig a while back, they said Stacy was one of their ships. Have you ever heard of them?"

[armsraced.livejournal.com]

"Of course we know the Daligig," Revus said. "Who doesn't? They're the ones who established the GIA in the first place."

"Revus, be nice!" Ippli chimed in. "It's not their fault they don't know this stuff. They're from undeveloped worlds!"

The bad thing is, it really did sound like Ippli was trying to defend them, however insultingly it may have come out.

"The Transmigration Project isn't exactly widely known," Rahk said. "The only reason we know is because we're Lensemen, and I try to keep tabs on the situation. Haven't had a chance to check in with the Daligig on it for a while now, though."

The Commander looks thoughtful for a moment.

"Since we've found you anyway, I'd like to take a look at your situation. Would you mind escorting us back to your ship?"

He didn't really need them to, of course. But he's a stickler for protocol.

[telekinetic_badass]

"I'll have to check with my boss, first. If you'll excuse me a moment..."

Julian went silent as he used his comm ring to report back to Leon, and after a few minutes, he finally returned his attention to the Lensmen. He pulled out his omnicomm as he approached the Commander.

"I need to validate your Identification. Though you should know we don't allow pets on board, so your dog there," Julian pointed to Revus, "is probably gonna have to wait outside," he stated in a faux polite tone. "We just had the carpets cleaned and everything, we wouldn't want him to make a mess or bring any fleas on board, ya know?

"Anyway, ID?" he requested pleasantly.

[twin-fans.livejournal.com]

V3 places a palm over his mask. Please tell me I didn't hear that.

[armsraced.livejournal.com]

Revus was about to make an angry remark before he got a stern look from the Commander.

"Skirrys Rahk, Lensmen commander and bearer of Lens Arhak-00," he said.

"Revus Lod," Revus said with an annoyed tone. "Lensmen recruit and bearer of Lens Molat-18."

"Ippli of Morhalu," Ippli chimes in enthusiastically. "Lensemen recruit and bearer of Lens Akka-13."

It took several seconds, but Stacy chimed in rather quickly.

||Their ID's check out, and their biometric scans are consistent with their records,|| she said.

[kaya-waterwave.livejournal.com]

What the...</>

She couldn't believe what she was hearing. The guys had just saved them, ALL of them, they barely had a scratch, and he decided to thank them by insulting them? She had to resist the urge to choke Julian there and then. She simply took a deep breath and chuckled lightly.

"He's joking," she said, her head still swimming with all of the information they'd just received. "Granted, you all could be a lot nicer, as nobody likes just learning things and being condescended to, its rude. In any case, we'll be happy to escort you to our ship. There's a lot we'd like to know."

[telekinetic_badass]

And Julian had a pleasant smile on his face the entire time.

«Everyone back to the transport. We're to escort our "guests" back to the ship.»

"Permission to come aboard granted. If you'd follow me," he said, and started making his way back to the transport.