"Humans who infiltrate our ship as traitors, assassins and spies.  It tends to give us the information we need to hunt their organizations to their roots.  This is absolute war Mortica, we need to be the apex predator at all costs.  A little boost in reflexes and strength isn't enough to make that happen as your people are beginning to learn.  We have no tolerance for any who stand in our way.  We must remove them in such a way that none will want to tread where they have trodden or we reveal a weakness.  This militia as you say is new in the void.  There is no room for failure."

    Garrat voice softens, "Now you begin to understand my previous words.  Your people rely on you for survival.  We are not above Genocide to take ourselves off another's menu."
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Zob took a step forward a bit near Henry and looked at Mortica, "Take some comfort in knowing your people will survive even if it is a handful of them.... while I at the end of this war may very well be the last of my species"

It was one of those rare moments where the humanity in him showed it was a strange feeling for Zob, "Keep your chin up girl and people will come to accept you in time... if you work hard at it and prove you are the asset you claim to be"

She looked at both of them,, more than a bit dazed at the fact that she may very well decide the fate of her entire race. Never in her wildest imagininings had such a thing come up and the thought struck her silent momentaoly. It took a moment for the Demon’s words to pierce the fog that had settled over her like a shroud. “I...I’m sorry, Zob.” She took a deep breath and nodded to Garrat. “I will do as you both suggest. What would you have of me now, Doctor?”

   Garrat nods. "I'll be off ship for a bit, but I'm a coms call away."  He heads out.

Mortica checked her COM before activating it and saying one word. "Chrysalis." She put it on her belt and looked at the Doctor. "And so it begins. My life is in your hands so what next?"

Zob moved back over to the wall and leaned against it with his arms crossed, "Don't be they brought this upon themselves when they waged war against all races" what the demons did was stupid knowing now they can no longer rule the black through fear.

"If I may, Mortica, I'd like to do some scans of your head. Those retractile fangs are fascinating. How much do you know of how they developed in your species?"

To start with, Henry wanted to do as he'd normally do with a new species, sentient or not - find out how it's put together and how it works. With a live sentient, of course, he'd not be chopping it up. There were some dead ones for that, anyway. Meanwhile he'd continue talking to her, finding out more about their society and attitudes.

"We went from being prey to being the Apex predator on a hostile planet. The fangs were part of that evolutionary process, one that is apparently unknown amongst other races. Many of our other evolutionary attributes remain a mystery to us such as our longevity and alternate means of reproduction. Perhaps that arose concurrent with the fangs as we became more predatory but our children were still at great risk from the fauna on our home world." She shrugged. "I'm not a scientist but I remember the things I was taught of our history."

"That's wonderful. Do any other animals on your homeworld have the ability to extend and retract their fangs?" asked Henry.

As far as he knew it was a unique ability: at least, he'd not heard of any other creature that could do it. Claws, yes... but not teeth/fangs.

“Oh yes. Our world is a hostile place. One is predator or prey there and there are several animal species that have retractable fangs. There’s a reptilian animal that has fangs on the roof of the mouth, facing the rear. The fangs are hinged so it dislocated its jaw to open its mouth wide enough to bring the fangs to bear. DNA testing suggests my own people descended from a now extinct creature that had reptilian and mammalian characteristics. One of those was retractable fangs.”

"That's interesting. On Earth, there are a few fishes with retractable jaws and some snakes have hinged fangs, but nothing like your retractable ones."

Henry scanned, photographed, sketched and measured furiously.

"So they are in the fossil record? As well as some animals..."

“They are. Believe it or not we have a number of similarities. We have museums and research centers, people who work in fields that study fossil records and evolution. We’ve done extensive research on ourselves and had mapped our genome centuries ago. We’ve mapped our evolution, migration across our home world, and the different haploids of regional variations. Like you we are a diverse people who vary in eye colour, hair colour, and small variations in skin colour but we are uniformly pale due to our local Suns.” She seemed to be warming to the conversation, her attitude changing to that of two colleagues having a chat.

Henry looked interested.

"I'll have to get in touch with your academics, open up a dialogue."

“I hope there can be peace between our people and that can happen. Maybe you could one day visit my world and see some of our flora and fauna. The evolutionary process of a world that sustained life under the influence of a pair of Class B Binary stars is vastly different from other worlds and is why we are sensitive to heat and bright light. Our world is cold and dark but has a beauty all its own.” She said with what looked like a fond smile.

  Nagy    snorted  and  said to Lippen,..damn goo   chance  we  end  up in a visit.... Like  we visited  Aqra....

 Lipen smiled.

 Vickie    was  brining in refreshments... she   put a covered   dish that was  warm by  Mortica.

  she  said  with  a barely restrained  contempt,..they chief  said you ate  this  down in the Bring.. and.. drank...this...

 she put  a  hot  cup of    red Liquid   down  by her  as well.

 Henry had  a  club sandwich  and  some  Tea... Lippen and   Nagy got a Burger  abd fries.

Henry looked at the troopers.

"I hope it doesn't come to that, but if things don't work out it may. Thanks, Vickie."

He'd forgotten about food.

"Mila, do you want to go eat?"

 Mila  was   tore    between leaving  to get food  and   not wanting to leave  Henry with  Mortica /

 iamges of   Mlie   pulling him  by the pant leg  enetred his mind.

“Thank you,” Mortica said sincerely. She looked at the group of people around her. “I understand your contempt and anger for me. I can’t fault you for it but I am trying to make amends. I hope you can see that, in time.” She took the cover off to see what they had brought in for her.

 there was  meat ( not scrsaps )..lightly  cooked  to   warm it, but  still leave   blood.. and   Cup has   Mammal Blood, Judging by the meat, it  must be  beef blood.

Zob reached into his pack and produced a vial of red liquid and drank it down fast, "Its gonna take some time but i think you can manage... should get something to eat as well" Zob contemplated getting a big steak ordered up here.
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She took a bite of the meat and stopped to savour the taste of warm blood. She was rather a dainty eater and quite correct in her manners. She kept her elbows off the table and didn't make a mess. The cup of blood was wonderful and she could feel it moving through her body, making her feel stronger and faster and gloriously alive. She cleaned up and stacked the dishes for easy removal and looked at Vickie. "Thank you, Vickie." The light tone of contempt and mocking she had used previously was gone.

She turned to look at Mila and bowed her head. "Forgive me for scaring you, Mila. That was unconscionable of me. May we start over? I'm Mortica." She held her hand out for Mila to sniff and shake a paw if she had the inclination.

  Mila's   eyebrows  wher e    up.. she  backed  up a few steps   and her  head turned left  and  right as she looked away from  Mortica... Henry   could  feel the cold  fear  in  Mila.

 Vickie     nodded  and   said,..you are welcome... i suppsoe.... her voice trailed  as she  gathered  the    dishes  and such.

 Nagy watched  Mila  and Looked at Mortica,..She's  Gotta warm up to you... right now?..  the smell of Your race..means only  death, anger  and  fear?...It may take a bit.. depdnign on your actions..


 he handed Vickie his  pate with a nod of thanks.

 Lippen   dis as well as she  said,..Amen...

Henry took a knee beside Mila and hugged her.

"Not to worry, girl. Take your time."

“It seems I made things worse attempting to make them better. My apologies, Mila”  She told the frightened dog.

  Beth COMed  down  over, the Over Head,,..Feeding this to You  Doc.. Might  be  of interest.

 The COM started  with the Felrite  CAptain acknowledging Orders   in pursuit of the Vampic  Cap Ship... and Besserman  with  Justin Just about to Mix  with  2  Fighters...