Inside the interrogation room, Addori Andronan and Commander Gasnia Yultsin waited patiently as Captain Tiberius ranted. Gasnia yawned loudly as he heard the captain throw out a load of threats. It wasn’t that Gasnia didn’t believe he would go through with them, it was more he was swiftly becoming used to them. Even the mindless obliteration of one of the aliens did nothing to cause any concern. Gasnia had seen far worse on the Vorkatrov under the tyrant Captain Askvon.
On the other hand, Addori watched in shock as the alien was killed. Rome permitted the murder of war prisoners? Asgareth would never commit such a crime. Never.
She smiled politely at the captain, as he requested her translation. She had been loosely following the conversation, and so resolved to look at her transcribing device. She studied it for a moment before she began to speak.
“El’audo v’rahk nui. Mu Inveniemus A.R.S.E. shy er a vor eitern vund er mur… errrr….” Addori blinked slightly, unsure of what to say next. “er mur pas un ogun en fyre er pav’kar civak cahk uch…” Another pause. “Captain… I… I don’t know…. Er… scammer ach blude. Er… Captain… Er…”
Addori stepped back. “I think he has got the idea, sir.” She muttered, as she studied the device. “I think the notes are faulty sir. Possibly a virus?”
The alien stared at Addori before chuckling loudly. His laugh began to boom louder and louder. The ship began to vibrate, and the door began to shake. Loudly he began to shout “Ah uck’ur yacka.” He screamed in Addori’s direction.
Gasnia stepped forward, and sprayed something in the face of the alien. “Listen here matey. You don’t wanna be here? Great. Sooner you start talking the better. Now, Tiberius asked you a question. Answer it. In Rusinan standard. Else I’ll have to start removing body parts. Starting with your mates below.” Gasnia studied the alien for a second. “You are a fella, aren’t you? I can’t quite tell…”
Laskoi Olwarnan had analysed the weapons and found them to be of little use. They weren’t primitive, but they appeared to use some advanced form of bullets, whilst A.R.S.E. regulations only permitted lasers to be used in battle. Further, their handles were slightly too large to fit around a human hand comfortably. The same regulations stated that alien artefacts should be placed in containment, until the ship docked at the nearest station. Having signed a dozen weapons in, Laskoi headed off for a coffee. Here, he noticed something was wrong.
The coffee machine was broken.