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to comprehend what he said. She tilted her head down and back a few times and smiled. She said, “I knew a miracle would show up!” Then her entire being perked up as she spoke. “I’m fine. Please, please, you have to find and rescue my friend, Phoebe. She’s trapped under fallen debris, and we don’t have much time. Please find her,” she pleaded, grasping at the material of Malm’s protective suit.
He still hadn’t removed his helmet, because the air quality was almost unbreathable. She began to look drowsy again, like she would pass out once more. He then realized she’d taken off her breathing mask. Before she lost consciousness again, he placed it back over her ears and waited for her to regain enough awareness to give him more information.
Within a moment her eyes opened, and he proceeded to get more information from her.
“What is your designator?” he asked, not sure that was the right word.
“Oh, you mean my name? My name is Kyra Simmons, and yours?” she asked, appearing to have regained some of her energy.
“I am Malm. My team is here to help you. Would you like to leave this vessel? It’s failing. If so, please follow my warrior to the Jump transport. We cannot stay here too much longer.”
He attempted to pass her off to the nearest team member when she stood her ground and said, “Yes, please help me. It’s my friend. You have to find her. Her name—um, designator—is Phoebe, Doctor Phoebe Brown. Please find her. I’m not going anywhere until you find her.”
He watched in fascination as the little Terrain spoke with strength and purpose. She was unique, even from his experience of interacting with countless beings from different galaxies. He would locate her friend and get them safely to the ship. They were both female and fell under the protocol. She had asked for help, and they were now within the mandate of the Alliance to bring them on board the mother ship. His Sire would not have to stand trial for breaking any laws.
“Malm, can you hear me?” Tordin’s voice came through his vo-link loud and clear.
Malm subvocalized his reply as not to scare the tiny Terrain in front of him. “Yes, Sire, I can. We have found one female in fairly good health and a rapidly expiring male so far. She has asked for help for her and her companion female, who we will search for now.”
“Thank you for knowing why I called. And thank you, Malm, for following protocol. She asked for help, and you have the documentation of that?”
“Yes, Sire. She is right here and will board the Jump once we locate her female… friend.”
“Ah yes, a friend is a companion who is close, like you and me,” Tordin said, helping Malm with the term, as he spoke more languages fluently than all of them put together. “I’ll release the line for you to carry on, but understand you have only minutes to find and clear the vessel. We have run a scan. There are only two more beings with vital signs. One is in the area where you are now, and the other is one and a half levels above you in a passage way. There are no other vital signs in the entire vessel.”
Malm felt the pain of what his Lord spoke. Other Terrain had died on this vessel. He had to hurry if the other female was in danger. The air quality was almost unbreathable. He responded to Tordin, continuing to subvocalize his reply. “Yes, the other one here is expiring rapidly.”
“No, there is another still. Vitals are as strong as the female with you. That one appears to be hiding close by. Use the portable scanner to locate it, and be careful.”
“Yes, Sire. Will make haste to get these three on board now.”
“I’ll meet you when you return for a debriefing, Malm,” Tordin said before he broke the communication link.
Malm wasted no time putting the team into action.
“Jalek, I have an assignment for you. There is a female located one and a half levels up. She is most likely injured and covered with debris. You will need to give her the
He still hadn’t removed his helmet, because the air quality was almost unbreathable. She began to look drowsy again, like she would pass out once more. He then realized she’d taken off her breathing mask. Before she lost consciousness again, he placed it back over her ears and waited for her to regain enough awareness to give him more information.
Within a moment her eyes opened, and he proceeded to get more information from her.
“What is your designator?” he asked, not sure that was the right word.
“Oh, you mean my name? My name is Kyra Simmons, and yours?” she asked, appearing to have regained some of her energy.
“I am Malm. My team is here to help you. Would you like to leave this vessel? It’s failing. If so, please follow my warrior to the Jump transport. We cannot stay here too much longer.”
He attempted to pass her off to the nearest team member when she stood her ground and said, “Yes, please help me. It’s my friend. You have to find her. Her name—um, designator—is Phoebe, Doctor Phoebe Brown. Please find her. I’m not going anywhere until you find her.”
He watched in fascination as the little Terrain spoke with strength and purpose. She was unique, even from his experience of interacting with countless beings from different galaxies. He would locate her friend and get them safely to the ship. They were both female and fell under the protocol. She had asked for help, and they were now within the mandate of the Alliance to bring them on board the mother ship. His Sire would not have to stand trial for breaking any laws.
“Malm, can you hear me?” Tordin’s voice came through his vo-link loud and clear.
Malm subvocalized his reply as not to scare the tiny Terrain in front of him. “Yes, Sire, I can. We have found one female in fairly good health and a rapidly expiring male so far. She has asked for help for her and her companion female, who we will search for now.”
“Thank you for knowing why I called. And thank you, Malm, for following protocol. She asked for help, and you have the documentation of that?”
“Yes, Sire. She is right here and will board the Jump once we locate her female… friend.”
“Ah yes, a friend is a companion who is close, like you and me,” Tordin said, helping Malm with the term, as he spoke more languages fluently than all of them put together. “I’ll release the line for you to carry on, but understand you have only minutes to find and clear the vessel. We have run a scan. There are only two more beings with vital signs. One is in the area where you are now, and the other is one and a half levels above you in a passage way. There are no other vital signs in the entire vessel.”
Malm felt the pain of what his Lord spoke. Other Terrain had died on this vessel. He had to hurry if the other female was in danger. The air quality was almost unbreathable. He responded to Tordin, continuing to subvocalize his reply. “Yes, the other one here is expiring rapidly.”
“No, there is another still. Vitals are as strong as the female with you. That one appears to be hiding close by. Use the portable scanner to locate it, and be careful.”
“Yes, Sire. Will make haste to get these three on board now.”
“I’ll meet you when you return for a debriefing, Malm,” Tordin said before he broke the communication link.
Malm wasted no time putting the team into action.
“Jalek, I have an assignment for you. There is a female located one and a half levels up. She is most likely injured and covered with debris. You will need to give her the
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