Station
Near Rotarge Establishment
Rei's body tensed in several ways when she realized what Aiko would be doing and spoke to William.
"Musuko, make your own decision about what you will be wearing. My armor is smaller than hers and can fit through areas a plain clothes and large man like yourself could. I do not believe your armor holds the same advantages. We will follow her closely, as you would expect."
The Leinve's face became animated when Aiko gracefully ejected herself from her armor. It was apparent that her words had done enough to keep the hunched alien comfortable as he shifted his gaze to her true form and recognized the woman in the Type 35 as the one to whom he should bow, which he did before leading them to the area behind Location 2- the Rotarge's place of worship as they had mentioned earlier.
There was a small structure, something in between a shed and tool box with a healthy bush on one side of it that partially obstructed the top of the boxy structure. The Leinve stopped just short of it and brought out the electronic device that they had stashed in an inner robe pocket during the short jaunt. They quickly typed.
"You asked my name- it is easy for my own species to say but I... Do not know. They call me like this," they said and then stopped typing and their hands fell slightly while holding the electronic device in order to look at Aiko with their deep, intricately webbed hazel eyes. Their long and protruding leafy brows moved together momentarily, at first upwards in the center before the ends fluttered thrice, the second flutter being distinctly more noticeable. Their brows relaxed only for them to go up once more in the center before the Leinve raised the device again. "Your species may not be able to speak in this way. I do not know a word that would make sense for you to say when identifying me." Almost without thinking, they typed out the letters, "Reinbe," which were markedly less fluid through the device than the normal Trade words that had been used throughout the exchange. "I can hear your words just fine. The Rixxikor say the vocal chords of my species are not enough or are not there. It is why," the dictation had stopped during the time the Leinve was raising the device in their hand to explain quickly how it came into their possession. They tucked the device away after adding, "You may decide."
They began lifting the cover to the tool shed, which happened to be a low roof type of system that disturbed the bush that had become overgrown on it. The cover was connected to a door-like piece of wood that, when lifted, made a small opening in the frame of the small structure. The Leinve tossed the cover further so that it hit the back of the shed and swung marginally on its hinges before settling. The open boxy structure had several of the bush's leaves on its floor, which the Leinve scraped away after entering through the gap made in the frame. There was an apparent and large hatch-like protrusion in the ground, which the Leinve pushed the controls of. Aiko and her entourage may have been able to see his brows tremor in agitation momentarily before they turned to look at Aiko, an expression forming above their eyes before their brows returned to a more neutral placement.
Again, the Leinve began pressing the small control pad's buttons, this time with a slow, methodical, and concentrated air. After a few punches of their sinewy, almost lichen-like digits on their hands against buttons of the hatch, a hiss could be heard and the Leinve backed up marginally, almost about to let Aiko go through, but it seemed they thought the better of that as they were the first to walk down the exposed stairway into an environment much different than the part of the station they were on. This one was full of whirring, whistling sounds and metal framework with low, if any lighting.
It was at that time that Eden sent a message to Aiko, "I was only just able to fully study your situation. Do you require an engineer to link up with you?"
Location 5
The action was happening so fast around the hostages. Seeing bodies fall and the leader taken into the Separa'shan grip. Some of the colorful horned aliens fled the area, resorting to clamoring to a staircase that would lead down, off of the balcony of their once quasi-sacred place. Some of the aliens did not rise until Saya descended on them, like a creature of mercy, able to revive them, only for them to quickly take stock of the situation and scramble to flee.
Eden's sensors picked up the movement, erratic and uncontrollable to a degree, of the aliens here. She focused on the Kuvexians as they fell and as she approached the leader of the group. Before she could act on her line of questioning ready, others did the same. When the Chusa slowed her actions to decide where she was needed most during these crucial moments if the Chui and Sacre had a hold on the Kuvexian leader is when she saw the raised pistol. It was the same kind as she had seen one of the Kuvexian bodyguards holding, now held in the shakey and clawish hands of one of the horned aliens.
Eden's call to attention in the form of a location alert and imagery sent to the HUD of the assembled team of what she was seeing came too late. The burst fire three round shot from the handheld gun created a short-lived whitish orange flash that resulted in chunks of the Kuvexian leader's skull and brain spewing forth from their once-concentrated location above his shoulders. The purple blood splattered many places, namely against the Separa'Shan's Mindy and the cloning tank behind the Kuvexian. The horned alien nearly keeled over and bent forward. Dropping the gun with a soft clatter that was barely noticeable over the din of movement from the others of their species, they then clutched their stomach as their mouth widened and opened, spouting greenish brown chunks of vomit onto the floor below them. Eden's visuals ended abruptly a millisecond after the retching began.
"Secure the hostages and begin moving them to Location 1," Eden said in a husky tone. "Treat them well. They don't know what's going on... Or what they have done." The woman walked with determination to the gun nearest the unwell alien, picked it up with a brisk grasp and turned to do so for the other Kuvexian weapons while taking a moment to message the Shoi a query.
YSS Kaiyō II
Bridge
The fighters's positions moved from a staggered echelon to a wall spread, grouped in a way so that they were at differing heights while being on the same plane from a top-down view of the group. Having exhausted their aetheric main weapons momentarily, just like the Yamataian gunship coincidentally, they began an assault of missiles and torpedoes. A handful of the torpedoes failed to follow the intricate maneuvers of the Kaiyō's pilot and sailed off into the unknowable depths of space while the missiles seemed guided and, save for a few hitting one another in the great madness of assured destruction, continued on towards the gunship.
"Gravity's sentiments are my own, Chlorate! Asuka, keep us apprised of sensor activity!" Hoshi said while watching the death the away team had witnessed on a volumetric screen. She looked concerned, but the expression was not out of place for a starship captain during a battle such as this.
"Will do, Captain!" Asuka said without a turn away from her console as her fingers and mind simultaneously checked through systems and worked with MEGAMI.
