Ugh... I don't know if I have norovirus or just food poisoning, but I am definitely ready for this crap to get out of my system! Sorry for the delay.
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Tajaran Engineer: Are you certain you have done your research correctly?
Tajaran Interrogator: I am certain! Their kind live on dry land.
This is also why our salt weapon had no effect.
Thus, this mud prison should be anathema to them!
Lieutenant McDougal: Oh yeah. Absolutely terrible. The worst mud I've ever been tortured with.
Ensign Yuna: It's really opening up my pores.
Engineer: I believe they mock us.
Interrogator: Indeed. Happily... I did prepare another contingency.
Interrogator: All our experiments have led us to believe that most living creatures find high voltage electrical current to be unpleasant.
Interrogator: Now then... Let us continue.
How many more your kind snuck aboard our vessel?
What are their plans? Are more human ships en route?
McDougal: Go season yourself.
Interrogator: Very well. Another dosage then.
Interrogator: What is this? More sabotage?
Engineer: No... it is the engines!
We have dropped out of warp!
Tactical Officer Glugtor: My Lord.... we hae arrived at Wogglenather.
Long range sensors were accurate. We detect no human ships.
Admiral Bokchow: Excellent. And the planet?
Glugtor: The fleabags have been busy. Many cities exist that our forebears did not view from Tajara at the time of our departure.
Still... I detect no advanced weaponry in any of their cities.
Tajaran Secondary Science Officer: Many possible targets, my Lord... But I believe I have located their capital.
Bokchow: The great Hoshi has favored us, then! Begin orbital bombardment.
And prepare our landing craft. I shall command our occupation force personally!
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