we do what we must

[x]

“Fantastic!” Cod clapped his hands together once, making both his animal bodyguards snort and look up suspiciously. “I’m so glad the two of us share the same anticipation of the arrival of impending, unavoidable conflict. Strap ourselves in, boys, it’s going to be glorious!” He sauntered around the tiny alien back towards the door of his ship, which hissed and ground back open quickly as he approached. 

“Captain…?” She was used to him changing plans on the fly but this was definitely strange for him

Cod tapped his ear. “The rest of my crew will drop me off with backup transportation and continue onward with their duties!”

“Yes, sir. Meeting you on Stedna-III when you are finished, I suppose.”

[x]

“Fantastic!” Cod clapped his hands together once, making both his animal bodyguards snort and look up suspiciously. “I’m so glad the two of us share the same anticipation of the arrival of impending, unavoidable conflict. Strap ourselves in, boys, it’s going to be glorious!” He sauntered around the tiny alien back towards the door of his ship, which hissed and ground back open quickly as he approached. 

“Captain...?” She was used to him changing plans on the fly but this was definitely strange for him

Cod tapped his ear. “The rest of my crew will drop me off with backup transportation and continue onward with their duties!”

“Yes, sir. Meeting you on Stedna-III when you are finished, I suppose.”

[x]

“Fantastic!” Cod clapped his hands together once, making both his animal bodyguards snort and look up suspiciously. “I’m so glad the two of us share the same anticipation of the arrival of impending, unavoidable conflict. Strap ourselves in, boys, it’s going to be glorious!” He sauntered around the tiny alien back towards the door of his ship, which hissed and ground back open quickly as he approached. 

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COMMENCING MESSAGE

Cod grinned and leaned back on his captain’s chair, his long, thin, webbed feet flexing, the veins glowing in the faint reflected light of the nearby planet Stedna-III and, even more strongly, the emissions coming from the back of a much larger ship that they were approaching from behind. “He-he-heeeyyyy, Den’so! Long time no see? Why don’t you open up those doors and give little ol’ me some lovin’, what do you say? Maio’a wanted me to find out how that pass went!”

He bopped the large red button on the screen with one of his toes and it turned green as it cut off the signal and waited for a response. Twitching his ears, Cod smirked over at his second-in-command, Sadra, who was covering her face in exasperation as she stood just behind him. “What’s the matter, milady?”

“It’s a wonder anyone lets you on their ship. If I was Den’so, I’d destroy this ship and send you spinning into space.”

“Oh, save the formality lecture and go get this beast’s belly ready to open up wide!”

But Den’So also understood the need to satisfy Maio’a’s regulations, so he said, abruptly, hastily, “Fine come aboard can get this over with Den’So out.”

Sadra’s voice sounded in his ear. “Are you sure you’re all right with just the Toira? You should have at least someone accompany you with a higher intelligence than a pet.”

“Ah, Den’so’s a big ball of fluffy adorableness, milady, ain’t got nothing to worry about.”

“That’s a load of shite and you know it,” she mumbled.

“Goodness, please, I’m not helpless. I’m far too important to be flayed just for annoying him. That’s incredibly undiplomatic!” 

Sadra sighed and said nothing else beyond, “I’ll be watching your back.”

And then he spoke. For him, it actually was a rant. Apparently these people the “tin cans” sent were even more frustrating than the typical lot of individuals he dealt with.

“Idiots. Dictionary-definitive imbeciles. Cocky, irreverent hotheads.” He glanced sideways at Cod with one of the eyes from his eyestacks. It snapped back to the front, hopefully before Cod noticed the motion. But there was a pause in his speech before he said. “One almost as infuriating as you.” 

A throat cleared, and then his rant continued. 

OUTGOING TRANSMISSION FROM:

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COMMENCING MESSAGE

Cod grinned and leaned back on his captain’s chair, his long, thin, webbed feet flexing, the veins glowing in the faint reflected light of the nearby planet Stedna-III and, even more strongly, the emissions coming from the back of a much larger ship that they were approaching from behind. “He-he-heeeyyyy, Den’so! Long time no see? Why don’t you open up those doors and give little ol’ me some lovin’, what do you say? Maio’a wanted me to find out how that pass went!”

He bopped the large red button on the screen with one of his toes and it turned green as it cut off the signal and waited for a response. Twitching his ears, Cod smirked over at his second-in-command, Sadra, who was covering her face in exasperation as she stood just behind him. “What’s the matter, milady?”

“It’s a wonder anyone lets you on their ship. If I was Den’so, I’d destroy this ship and send you spinning into space.”

“Oh, save the formality lecture and go get this beast’s belly ready to open up wide!”

But Den’So also understood the need to satisfy Maio’a’s regulations, so he said, abruptly, hastily, “Fine come aboard can get this over with Den’So out.”

Sadra’s voice sounded in his ear. “Are you sure you’re all right with just the Toira? You should have at least someone accompany you with a higher intelligence than a pet.”

“Ah, Den’so’s a big ball of fluffy adorableness, milady, ain’t got nothing to worry about.”

“That’s a load of shite and you know it,” she mumbled.

“Goodness, please, I’m not helpless. I’m far too important to be flayed just for annoying him. That’s incredibly undiplomatic!” 

Sadra sighed and said nothing else beyond, “I’ll be watching your back.”

OUTGOING TRANSMISSION FROM:

VESSEL HRB-1093, LOGGED AS: OBLIVION

COMMENCING MESSAGE

Cod grinned and leaned back on his captain’s chair, his long, thin, webbed feet flexing, the veins glowing in the faint reflected light of the nearby planet Stedna-III and, even more strongly, the emissions coming from the back of a much larger ship that they were approaching from behind. “He-he-heeeyyyy, Den’so! Long time no see? Why don’t you open up those doors and give little ol’ me some lovin’, what do you say? Maio’a wanted me to find out how that pass went!”

He bopped the large red button on the screen with one of his toes and it turned green as it cut off the signal and waited for a response. Twitching his ears, Cod smirked over at his second-in-command, Sadra, who was covering her face in exasperation as she stood just behind him. “What’s the matter, milady?”

“It’s a wonder anyone lets you on their ship. If I was Den’so, I’d destroy this ship and send you spinning into space.”

“Oh, save the formality lecture and go get this beast’s belly ready to open up wide!”

But Den’So also understood the need to satisfy Maio’a’s regulations, so he said, abruptly, hastily, “Fine come aboard can get this over with Den’So out.”

Sadra’s voice sounded in his ear. “Are you sure you’re all right with just the Toira? You should have at least someone accompany you with a higher intelligence than a pet.”

“Ah, Den’so’s a big ball of fluffy adorableness, milady, ain’t got nothing to worry about.”

“That’s a load of shite and you know it,” she mumbled.

“Goodness, please, I’m not helpless. I’m far too important to be flayed just for annoying him. That’s incredibly undiplomatic!” 

Sadra sighed and said nothing else beyond, “I’ll be watching your back.”

OUTGOING TRANSMISSION FROM:

VESSEL HRB-1093, LOGGED AS: OBLIVION

COMMENCING MESSAGE

Cod grinned and leaned back on his captain’s chair, his long, thin, webbed feet flexing, the veins glowing in the faint reflected light of the nearby planet Stedna-III and, even more strongly, the emissions coming from the back of a much larger ship that they were approaching from behind. “He-he-heeeyyyy, Den’so! Long time no see? Why don’t you open up those doors and give little ol’ me some lovin’, what do you say? Maio’a wanted me to find out how that pass went!”

He bopped the large red button on the screen with one of his toes and it turned green as it cut off the signal and waited for a response. Twitching his ears, Cod smirked over at his second-in-command, Sadra, who was covering her face in exasperation as she stood just behind him. “What’s the matter, milady?”

“It’s a wonder anyone lets you on their ship. If I was Den’so, I’d destroy this ship and send you spinning into space.”

“Oh, save the formality lecture and go get this beast’s belly ready to open up wide!”

But Den’So also understood the need to satisfy Maio’a’s regulations, so he said, abruptly, hastily, “Fine come aboard can get this over with Den’So out.”

Sadra’s voice sounded in his ear. “Are you sure you’re all right with just the Toira? You should have at least someone accompany you with a higher intelligence than a pet.”

“Ah, Den’so’s a big ball of fluffy adorableness, milady, ain’t got nothing to worry about.”

“That’s a load of shite and you know it,” she mumbled.

“Goodness, please, I’m not helpless. I’m far too important to be flayed just for annoying him. That’s incredibly undiplomatic!” 

Sadra sighed and said nothing else beyond, “I’ll be watching your back.”

OUTGOING TRANSMISSION FROM:

VESSEL HRB-1093, LOGGED AS: OBLIVION

COMMENCING MESSAGE

Cod grinned and leaned back on his captain’s chair, his long, thin, webbed feet flexing, the veins glowing in the faint reflected light of the nearby planet Stedna-III and, even more strongly, the emissions coming from the back of a much larger ship that they were approaching from behind. “He-he-heeeyyyy, Den’so! Long time no see? Why don’t you open up those doors and give little ol’ me some lovin’, what do you say? Maio’a wanted me to find out how that pass went!”

He bopped the large red button on the screen with one of his toes and it turned green as it cut off the signal and waited for a response. Twitching his ears, Cod smirked over at his second-in-command, Sadra, who was covering her face in exasperation as she stood just behind him. “What’s the matter, milady?”

“It’s a wonder anyone lets you on their ship. If I was Den’so, I’d destroy this ship and send you spinning into space.”

“Oh, save the formality lecture and go get this beast’s belly ready to open up wide!”