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Amethyst Frontiers: The Rescue

“This is Commander Frosbeld in command of the Amethyst,” Frosty called.
“This Bael, lower shields. we have your captain aboard,” the voice said.
“Alive?” Brill tested.
“Quite alive. And your crew also alive.” the grenna reported.
Frosty pointed to Lucy, “light up landing 2, and usher them in,” to Laura, he asked, “Are you coming?”
“Are you kidding? A chance to see a Grenna?” she was first at the lift.
“What about the pods?” Lucy wondered.
“Not my worry right now, Luce!”
“Right!” the asian woman clicked away on her broken console, “Landing 2 open,”
“Mind the store,” Frosty told her.
“What’s left of her,” Lucy’s lips twisted.
“I hear ya!” sighed the Lt. commander.

The Grenna shuttle docked. Bael secured all moorings and shut the engines down. Tarn bowed to him and spoke Grennan, “The Humans helped. They are ready.”
Bael shook his head, “Not all of them are, Tarn. Your faith in them is misplaced.”
“Locke?”
“Locke is exceptional, I will admit.”
“She will live?”
“So will they all,”
Tarn smiled

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