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"Jonas," Sasha interrupted gently. "Tell you what: you get it working, and you can tell us all about it later."
Neraxis was carrying something from the shuttle. "You get it working, Jonas, and you can touch Sasha's other boob!"
Giles looked up. "What?"
Jonas blushed and focused on staring into the guts of the heater. "Never mind."
Eydiir looked at Sasha, as if about to question how Jonas managed to touch a breast, when she froze, prompting Sasha to ask, "What's wrong?"
The Capellan made a soft shushing sound, and somehow her kligat, her people's throwing blade, appeared in her hand. Her whole body was taut. "Something's approaching through the trees, to my left."
Sasha tensed. "Someone from one of the other squads?"
Eydiir shook her head. "Animal."
"A Shrieker?"
"This is larger."
Sasha raised her arm to silently signal the others, glad that she got their attention. Wordlessly Neraxis set down what she had been carrying out of the shuttle with Kit and drew her phaser, approaching the others-
Just as a large, brown object barrelled into the open towards Sasha...
TO BE CONTINUED
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