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Already securely dressed within her own suit and helmet, the young leader of the Moi'ree since the previous elder had passed, Lolzi glanced over to the Krogan that addressed her and spoke so lowly of the individual whom they rescued and his race.
"If you have not noticed the Human has done nothing to any of us or any of our kinds yet aboard. Under order of the peace treaty we all agreed to, we do not fight least we are attacked. Humans may be a more fiery race, not as grounded as a Krogan like yourself or airy like a Linnerian, but that does not mean you assassinate them on site," she spoke calmly yet firmly to the gruffer man. "Besides if it makes you feel any better history and research shows, that the Linnerians so kindly pulled up for us, that Humans tend to fight amongst themselves more than anything else. They're on guard with others, yes. but aren't we all? Is that not why we have him in a holding chamber currently and are to examine with bio-suits on, rather than directly like we would if any of us were injured and in the medical bay unit?"

"She holds a point. Besides he was in a escape pod of some kind, not a proper ship. Which means wherever he came from something happened to the ship he was aboard prior. Chances of other humans finding him are very low. If they did it'd take a while," the Linnerian then spoke up.

Nodding, Lolzi added, "So to answer your question, on this subject yes I am agreeing with him. Do not call him a bird brain though, we already discussed how rude that was," she said then whispered closer, "In front of him at least." Returning to her regular volume she addressed the Linnerian, "On the other hand, as much as we are not terminating him, we are not keeping him alive to experiment on him. Do I make myself clear?"

"I...what? But I.... But it's such a good opportunity to learn more about them!"

"If you want to learn more, you wait till he is awake and alert and you ask him. No poking or prodding or medically induced comas. The diplomats aboard this ship are all taught and skilled in multiple languages near and far across the galaxy, even languages we never thought we'd use. We never thought we'd speak to Humans face to face, yet here one is, found floating along in space alone and unconscious in the remaining rubble of an escape pod. You want to learn more, you can... interview him, shall we say. You will not make him into a science experiment. Do I make myself clear?"

"Yes, it's clear."

"Good. Now you go in first. Assess the air, among other things, to help determine both his health and what he needs to properly stay alive and thrive from Linnerian stand point. Krogan tests will be next. Lastly I'll run Moi'ree tests, since seeing a human so up close... he- they... appear more Moi'ree like than anything else. Appearance alone at least," she said, glancing over to where the unconscious man laid curiously. Something about him drew her in, but she wasn't sure yet what that was or why.

"You're forgetting the part where he's a tan beige color and you are blue and spotted up and down both side of your body from temple to foot," the Krogan snorted at her, earning a light glare from the Moi'ree leader's striking eyes.

Eyes widening as she realized what was happening in the smaller room, Lolzi immediately spoke over the intercom system that was heard through the helmets from the ear pieces and mic packs within them.
"Mr. Krug, stand down! Borax Krug stand down now! I may not be Krogan but I'm still a leader aboard this station and that is an order. The translation chip isn't working yet it takes time. All you're doing is startling him. He's most likely never seen a Krogan before," she said, to very little avail. Sighing she went to the heavy-sealed door and opened it, addressing the avian alien instead.
"Cawshriq is the air breathable?" she questioned, using all her strength to pull back the more brutish alien and shove him from the room for the time being.
"Close the door behind you, Mr. Krug. Cawshriq?"

"Well with all things considered, particles, germs, water in the air, et cetera..."
the avian started rambling off scientific terms and facts she had no time or patience for.

"Cawshriq! Is the air breathable to Moi'ree, Linnerian and Krogan, yes or no?!" the blue-skinned woman snapped.

"Yes. It's a unique blend of all our preferred environments."

"Good, now out. Let's startle him with one race at time. Keep an eye on Mr. Krug and keep his temper in check," she said, then made the machines with needles return to their in-wall compartments as the Linnerian left and closed the door, both Linnerian and Krogan watching through a glass window though in case anything happened.

The Moi'ree then stepped closer to the Human man huddled in the corner and held out a hand, speaking in Human English, hoping he'd understand it. Speaking in his native tongue until the chip took effect would decrease his likelihood of migraines and other issues of non-comprehension.

"Hello. It's alright. No one here is going to harm you. Not even Mr. Krug over there. Do you understand what I am saying to you?" she said softly, her voice only a little scratchy through the helmets mouth piece. Not getting a response or seeing him want to move closer out of the corner just yet, she sighed lightly before retracing her hand, only to remove her helmet, shaking her long light blue hair that looked like it had been kissed by moonlight free from the confines. She then took a deep breath, assessing the air with her lungs directly, before deciding yes it was breathable and safe enough. With her face exposed and visible now, she vaguely heard - muffled through the glass window - the Krogan shouting something about her being an idiot and to be let back in, but ignored him and focused on the Human in front of her.

With a soft, warm smile she asked him again, her voice clear and bell-like now without the helmet, almost like music from a piano. "Are you able to hear me clearly now? Do you understand what I'm saying? No one will harm you. Our sensors detected your life-form in floating rubble. You're Human, yes? A fire worshiper. I am Moi'ree, leader and healer, one of the top three diplomats on board. Borax and Cawshriq are not the other leaders, don't worry. They were simply assigned with discovering what air you breath so your head doesn't explode, nor ours, as well as your health and if you needed treatments. ... My... up close you do look quite Moi'ree. Aside from coloring and certain aquatic features of course," she said, smiling softly at the last sentence. This Human and others of his kind didn't seem very different from what they learned so far, and what she saw now in front of her. Her bright eyes shining like opals, as she took in his features and waited for a response from him.

Lolzi laughed lightly picking up on his subtle joke. "Fair enough," she nodded. "Escape shuttle? Yes that's probably it. It was a pod, so that does make sense. Eden? Like the garden of human legends?" Upon hearing it was a ship, she then looked over her shoulder and questioned the Krogan about it.
"Mr. Krug? Did any of the men who brought him in find anything with Human symbols meaning Eden?" she asked him. After a quick search of the database of already collected data from the escape shuttle/pod remains and a quick contact with other engineers, he informed her over the intercom the results came back negative.
Nodding, she looked back to back to the man in front of her. "There was nothing found of another ship and nothing with Eden wording or symbols on it. No other humans either, I'm sorry to tell you. You were found alone," she informed him.
Hearing his name she smiled and nodded, standing back up again and offering her hand to help him to his feet once more as well. "Nice to meet you, Dean. I'm sorry it's not under better circumstances for you. Moi'ree is my people, my species, my race, however you wish to word it. We are what Humans would call aquatic in nature. From what I've studied of your people and home planet, and other creatures from it, some Moi'ree are similar to fish, some to dolphins, some to sharks, some to whales, some to eels, some to octopus or squid creatures; it's all aesthetic and just depends. Like skin, eye, and hair color to Humans, no? Since Moi'ree are older than Humans I suspect your folklore or merpeople and sirens come from us. My name is Lolzi. I am the leader of the Moi'ree, though I've trained as a healer too," she said to him. "There are two other alien types aboard. The Krogan and Linnerian. Krogan are more brutish, action forward types. Linnerian tend to be scholars by trade. Though negatively one could be hot-headed and the other stuck up at times. You did not hear that from me though. They can't understand me currently as I'm not using the translator, I'm speaking naturally," she said gesturing back to Borax and Cawshriq behind the glass behind them, still in their helmets and armor, though they didn't need to be.
"If you are feeling up to it, I'd like you to meet Borax and Cawshriq. Borax is the Krogan that startled you prior. Cawshriq already finished his scans before you awoke; he is Linnerian. They aren't diplomats like myself but it will introduce you to all three groups aboard, so you aren't too overwhelmed if others come around eventually. We'd also like to finish the tests we started if you are alright with that? Just to make sure everything is alright with you and none of your germs are infectious to any of us and vice-versa. The fact Cawshriq determined you breathe a blend of all the airs we do, suggests you probably are safe, as are we, but it's better to be safe than sorry. Don't you agree? Once that is over with, you should know you are a guest here, not a prisoner. When we learn more about the living conditions you are used to, we'll have a residence set up in the most similar climate on board," she explained to him.

"Oh Mr. Krug honestly," she sighed and rolled her eyes lightly as he snapped at and stabbed Dean with a needle harder than necessary. For the "big, tough brutes" they could be quite sensitive babies at times. She'd never voice that though.
She smiled softly then seeing the easy flowing conversation between the three of them. "I see that translation chip is working now. Excellent work, Cawshriq," she nodded.

"Thank you, Ma'am."

"Cawshriq gave you a translation chip. We're all talking in our native tongues now not Human English like before between you and I. They understand everything being said now and vice versa, where as before only you understood what I said and I understood you. The chip hadn't started working yet at the time, and as I said before really only diplomats need to know as many languages naturally without AI assistance as possible," she explained to Dean, before returning to typing things into the glass tablet she held.

"Why do keep you staring at the leader of the Moi'ree, Human? She looks the most like you, she's not that different from what you are used to surely, albeit ugly; no offense Ma'am," Mr. Krug stated bluntly, not caring if he called anyone out or insulted them. It was a Krogan trait, not much of a filter. Lolzi was used to it, so the ugly remark did not insult her. In fact she smirked lightly and glanced over to him. "None taken, but back at you, Mr. Krug. You could do with a makeover yourself," she replied jokingly, earning a small smirk from the brute.

"Unlike the three of you I never have to worry about my appearance. My feathers are perfect. Even the human Dean said I was godly," Cawshriq boasted, puffing up his feathers in pride like a peacock, despite looking more like a canary; earning eyerolls from both his colleagues.

"No, he said some of their ancient ancestors pictured their gods to be bird like, which is not the same thing, you arrogant bird brain!" Borax Krug threw back at him.

"Gentlemen, please?" Lolzi sighed softly giving them a look. "Now we're nearly done here and I do believe we can all agree this human is harmless. If he wanted to attack any of us or escape he would have already because Mr. Krug forgot to take off his weapon at the door," she nodded to his belt where it still was in the holster. "Borax please go inform your General. Cawshriq, you inform the advisor, please. Or as high up as you can till word does reach them, or someone else amongst the Krogan and Linnerian diplomats. I'm nearly done here. I'll escort Mr. Dean to his quarters afterwards."

"Surely another Moi'ree would be willing. Or even someone among our ranks."

"Yes, but they all have their own jobs and I am here. Just because the Krogan Clan Leader prefers to run a battlefield than escort people around, or the Linnerian Pharaoh (I figured that title fit) prefers to sit around and throw orders and do little to nothing else, and you cannot argue that Cawshriq, that does not mean all leaders want to do that or are like that. If I was I would never have studied to be a healer and I'd have my feet up somewhere, demanding expensive food we consider treats on this station and have at least three people constantly waiting on me hand, foot and flipper. Though that sounds ideal to some, that's not me. I may have been a princess and am now Queen, that does not mean I have to act spoiled. Now you're dismissed."

"He's still staring at her...." Mr. Krug muttered to Cawshriq as he turned to leave, glad to. He didn't have to be told twice.

Lolzi smiled softly at the exchange of information passes between the others as she finished up some things on the glass tablet, before putting it safely putting it away in it's proper place as Dean redirected his attention and questions to her once the others had left.

"Well..." she sighed lightly, and walked over to where he was, standing before him; "Allow me to put it to you as simply as possible. No. Again you are not prisoner, you are a guest, possibly even a new residence if you remain here for a while. The other rulers, though overseeing the couple planets we all share, while I oversee the station, have diplomats and adversaries on board just as there are Moi'ree diplomats and adversaries on the planets in balance. The best and easiest way I could explain it without a full run-down of all our history, and the war ages ago, and several lessons that would take hours if not days to go through, simply is in elements since they play a big role on this station and the planets we all share. If Linnerian are air, Krogan are land, Moi'ree are water, Human... is fire. Do you see?" she asked. Realizing quickly he needed a bit more information than that she quickly added on, "Humans are seen as a war species to many. Makers of fire. The Krogan for example see Humans as warriors. Do not be flattered by that. They don't see equal warriors. They see barbarians. Children not fit to hold a weapon yet still do, and the cost paid is your home world set ablaze in flames and ... quite a lot of spilled blood. Linnerian race on the other hand sees a bit more, but again don't be too flattered. While they might see Humans higher than Krogan do, which is under Krogan boots, still it's not quite equal I'm afraid," she said, then sat beside him before continuing.
"Linnerian, in my opinion of what I have seen and read and heard, do respect Humans as fighters and soldiers, and do see far more than barbarians; a species to be respected physically on the battlefield and as a mass. Probably because all their research and studying of other species and cultures they know how dangerous and deadly Humans can be to both yourselves and others, They respect Humans more in the sense of "don't sleep on them". You see? However, educationally is a completely different story. As I said before, they fancy themselves scholars more times than not. Very few are not academically inclined. And...well... they younger they are the cockier they are. Cawshriq is nice once you get to know him, wildly talented and wicked smart too, by the book only though; he just showed you the mere tip of how proud and at times self absorbed the entire Linnerian species could be when it comes to their minds. So as far as they see Humans, or any other species including Moi'ree and Krogan, we're all idiots to them, unless we proof them otherwise. Lucky for you I think you giving him that tidbit of your ancient ancestors beliefs helped a bit in his eyes. He might still think you're a bit slow, take no offense to it, but I've no doubt he's thrilled he just learned something new over his fellow Linnerian and has run off to share it and brag about it. That's just how they are," she shrugged and shook her head lightly.
She then took a deep breath in and out, after saying all that, before adding one last thing... and this was the short answer believe it or not.
"As for Moi'ree.... We.... We try to stay humble about things. Something we do pride ourselves on though, that the others don't always agree with, is we go with the flow. We learn what we need or want to learn, not every text we get a hold of. We train to fight so we are always prepared and battle ready, but we never attack unless we are attacked. Most importantly we try to keep an open mind about all things, especially those who are different than us. Krogan and Linnerian alike have many strengths, they've many weaknesses too. I've no doubt if Moi'ree did not share planets and the station with them, they'd still be at war and ripping each other's throats out; they are so different. Moi'ree is the middle man or woman more times than not. It has it's challenges though, both see us too open minded at times and have learned over the solar cycles to team up against us to win certain arguments. More times than not Moi'ree negotiate peace between the other two, but every so often... they team up instead.
I'm telling you this, rather than just saying no without explanation, because like I said Moi'ree are open-minded, which in turn... I'm sure you've figured out by now, makes the others at times close minded. Not always, but much more than Moi'ree. Meaning, though I oversee the station and Moi'ree has final say here, and I welcome you... others might not at first. The only good news I could give at the moment is you are lucky Emperor Worg, you can laugh I know it sounds funny to Human dialect, you are lucky Emperor Worg is on the planet he oversees and it's doubtful he'll leave just for a single human on the station once word reaches him. As well, you are lucky the Linnerian's leader is on the other planet that they oversee. The Emperor might have executed you if he oversaw the station without rhyme or reason. The Pharaoh might have turned you into a science experiment and - ironically - done all those Egyptian things you mentioned to Cawshriq prior... to you; all just to learn more about Humans."
Looking over to Dean, her opalesque eyes still sparkling, she finalized to him, "I promise you Moi'ree would never do such things. Not under my order. If a Moi'ree were to ever threaten you, know they act alone and are not speaking for me or my people as a whole, and they'd be dealt with promptly as soon as I heard about it."

"Oh, there's plenty I could think of. Plenty others will probably tire you with too eventually," she nodded lightly. "For now though," she stood up and offered him her gloved hand, "I think we should start with the basics personal to you. Like if you have a preference to certain climate, or what your diet is, any allergies, et cetera. That way your time on The Alliance Station is as comfortable as possible for yourself and everyone else on board." She paused then briefly before adding, "From what you say, Humans and Moi'ree truly don't sound all too different deep down inside. Despite representing opposite elements. ... Maybe over time we will find more in common and differences in one another, no?" she smiled.

(Sorry it's shorter.)

"Right. Yes, of course. Moi'ree sector it is then. Follow me. I'll show you there and let you get settled in. We did our best to salvage what we could from the shuttle turned rubble you were in. I don't know if you had anything personal on board from what you've described so far, but if it was salvageable and not an actual part of the shuttle you'll find it in your quarters," she said, leading him out of the holding chamber, into the full medical bay area, then through it to one of the many hallways on board. As she did a few staff of all three alien types stopped and stared before remembering to at least bow their heads in the presence of the Moi'ree's queen, before resuming staring while pretending to work as Dean and Lolzi passed by. As they walked Lolzi pulled a device out of a pocket on the armor she still wore, unfolded it revealing it to be an eye glass and ear piece of some sort, then put it on her head, glass panel over one of her eyes and a metal piece curving down over both her ear and in front of her mouth almost perfectly along her jawline. Taping a few buttons on the side she then spoke into it, showing it was a communication device of some kind, or at least that was one of it's features.
"Lolzi to Adella, come in Adella."

"Oh! Majesty!" Adella answered in her ear, where Dean could not hear her unless she yelled and blew out Lolzi's ear drum.

"Adella none of that majesty stuff. You and I have known each other forever."

"Right, sorry. How can I help you?"

"Adella I need you and your colleagues to set up one of the quarters in the Moi'ree sector still unoccupied as soon as possible please. Preferably in one of the drier areas. West side is probably best. And...first or second floor preferably too."

"Of course, Ma'am. May I ask why?"

"We'll have a new neighbor there, that's why. There's a new residence aboard the station. You don't really need more explanation than that to do your job do you?"

"New residence? We weren't informed of any shuttles coming or going between the planets and the station.... Oh, you don't mean the rumor about the Human is true do you? Lolzi..."

"Adella enough gabbing. Tell your colleagues to help you set up one of the quarters stat. We're already out of the med bay and on our way."

"We? You're escorting him personally even though anyone could? He must be cute then."

"Adella..." she warned.

"Ooh and you're getting testy already? Wow that's impressive. Now I can't wait to meet this Human!"

"Adella...reign it in..."

"Ooh! Did you freeze? Did he? Was one of you staring like wayyy too much?"

"I'm hanging up now, Adella. Get to work. You've got maybe ten minutes tops so hurry up. That's not girl talk that's queen orders. See you soon," Lolzi said then removed the device and folded it back up, ending the call, place the device back in the pocket it was previously housed inside with a light sigh and shake of her head.

Glancing over to Dean, she apologized, "Sorry. The head interior designer and head of house keeping in our sector is also one of my best friends. Adella. Sometimes she gets caught up in the Queen title and other times she gets caught up in best friend mode a bit. She was chatting when she should've been working. She's eager to meet you though. So one more friendly face for you in time," she smiled softly, as they rounded the end of the long corridor and rather than continuing ahead went up a ramp on the left to a separate walkway leading to elevators. "I know you mentioned not being good with heights, but I feel I should warn you. This floor is one of the lower floors of the station. The living quarters for all aboard are in the central dome at the top of the station. As long as you don't think about it, you should be fine. The floors within the dome, you'll be on one of the bottom two, wherever Adella and her crew find a good space.
I'll have someone send you a copy of the station's cafeteria's menu as well as the food delivery system catalog on the screen within your quarters with translations. I'd do it myself but I have to change out of this armor and tend to a few other matters shortly for the time being after I show you to your quarters. You can mark what you're allergic to, things that sound most favorable you can favorite, things that you'd prefer to have in your quarters at all times rather than always running to the cafeteria you can have delivered straight to fridge, literally. Obviously that means there's a max of items you can have at one time, but we're also on a station and there's a max of supplies we have for certain things too. We can only grow so much here, the rest comes from the home planets by shuttles every other solar cycles. The cooks at the cafeteria won't make only what you favorite as they cook for everyone on board, but they take everyone's tastes and preferences into account when preparing meal options for everyone.
When you're done with that and settled in, you can find Adella in the sector, she's there 99.9% of the time because she lives and works there, and ask her to call up your guide to show you around the full station. You can go nearly everywhere, aside from the control room, places the engineers are working because it might or might not be safe and we don't need anyone getting sucked out into space accidentally, and the school sector - only parents and young ones and of course teachers are aloud there with the exception of myself and other diplomats if we're needed there for whatever reason. Eventually you'll be tasked with some sort of job once we assess what your strengths are, no one stays on the station for free as there's always work to be done; aside from children of course for obvious reasons. If you have further questions, your assigned guide, Adella or myself will be happy to answer them," she told him on the fast ride up the elevator to the dome. "I'll try to be around as much as I possibly can. I would genuinely like to get to know you...as a person, not just a Human," she smiled to him, before the elevator beeped and the doors opened.

Once they did, the interior of the central dome was revealed. In the far left distance could be seen the dry, sandy area home to the Krogan. In the far back and wrapping around the right side, was a huge man-made structure of hiking trails amid floating mountains with glowing flora, fauna and draping vines making up a bioluminescent rainforest home to the Linnerian. Then front and center, between both lands, with rivers running through the rainforest setting and light filter stream through the more desert landscaping, starting with thin but tall waterfalls coming off the floating mountains, cascading down into a huge lake feature with housing options both beach side on sandy shores to the left just bordering Krogan territory, built into the stone cliff side to the right just under Linnerian territory with thin walkways and small balconies like an apartment complex or hotel of some sort, and even some underwater housing in the caverns below the shores within the lake itself was the Moi'ree territory.

It went without saying this was Lolzi's favorite area of the station. Everywhere else was the typical grey and led light station many alien species had, including Humans. Here it was a whole new world in of itself.

"Welcome to my meuia," she said, "my home." She then guided him out of the elevator and stood to the side as she watched him take it all in. "It's beautiful, no?"