Zenthara's Perspective
I, my Second and the avatar of the mind riding on my back, arrived at the hangar set aside for the official conference. We had declined the use of the flatbeds this time since my Second and I didn't fit, and we were faster on our own either way. A ground vehicle appeared with a human, who stepped out and informed us that he was there to guide us to the meeting place.
We paced his vehicle, reaching about half of our top ground speed. The avatar of the mind dismounted from my back, and we walked in as the human called out, "You be careful with your speed. That would be a ticket on some highways on our planet." I wasn't sure why he was saying that; I hadn't planned on traveling on their roads.
Inside the hangar, I was greeted by Gabriel, flanked by several of his crew. The only one I had a personal relationship with was Sarah and her husband, Isaac Shepherd. Nolivrex wanted to have a meeting with him, along with Miles Nelson. Gabriel greeted us, "You brought a small delegation today?"
"Today, we are having a quick delivery of information followed by your leaders deliberating for...however long they will deliberate or the high council demands an answer," I responded.
Gabriel laughed, "You are not wrong."
As we stood waiting for the human delegates to arrive, I couldn't help but feel a sense of urgency. Our people needed a resolution soon. My thoughts were interrupted as more humans began to file into the room. Their diplomatic attire looked similar, apart from a few standouts.
Sarah and Issac stood close to one another, their hands entwined. I observed them with one of my peripheral optical sensors, as the rest of my optical and auditory sensors focused on the hushed delegates slowly filling in.
Nolivrex's request was in my thoughts. And I still have not received a communication about the appointment time.
I shuffled and crouched a bit, turning my head to the couple. "Isaac Shepherd," I said, trying to keep my voice steady, "please coordinate the appropriate time for you and Miles Abraham Nelson to meet with Nolivrex."
His brow furrowed, a crease forming between his eyes. "What do you mean? Just have him come over any time during normal business hours. I would love to talk to him longer. And Miles is out of rehab and isolation as of today, so any time."
"Would tomorrow work?" I asked, hoping to settle the situation quickly.
"Sure," Isaac nodded, his expression clearing. "I'll pass that along to Miles." Sarah squeezed his hand and smiled at me
As more delegates began to file in, I found my thoughts drifting to my past. I wondered if Isaac and Sarah's relationship was similar to that of my commanding officer and his mate. But before my thoughts could get caught in the cycle of thinking of the past for too long, I shut it down and focused on the task at hand.
The hushed conversations of the gathered dignitaries created a low hum. Their conversations were amusing to keep track of. My Second and the Mind mused through coms that they most likely assumed we couldn't hear or understand them in their different languages.
