Ama's parents… A thought that Jrax'eer had not entertained what-so-ever, up until this point anyway. The idea of meeting them sent an odd chill crawling along his spine. He wondered what the normal courtship rituals were amongst her people, and how poorly he followed their guidelines. Ama stated that the courtship could last from two up until twenty years. They had been mated after, maybe, two weeks. "Perhaps this would be better dealt with in the moment. No amount of planning is going to make this situation any easier." Jrax laughed uneasily. "Besides, we have more important things to think about right now." A smile flashed over his features. Ama looked at him with a confused expression, but he simply lifted her into the air and brought his lips to hers. The moment seemed to vanish as it had so many times before, thoughts, worries, and concerns swallowed whole by passion.<br/><br/>One week later…<br/><br/>"We will be exiting the slipstream in 3 minutes captain." Trevi reported. "Hopefully your poor fleshling judgment will not guide us astray once more."<br/><br/>Jrax'eer sighed, knowing that pointing out the fact that he had no control over the nav computer would be moot. "Maybe I can acquire a replacement VI from the Elorions."<br/><br/>"Hmmm." There was a long pause as the VI considered this. "Perhaps, but I find it unlikely that any other virtual intelligence would be able to tolerate your… High fleshling maintenance. After all captain, I am quite patient with your handicap."<br/><br/>Another pause fell over the cockpit, Jrax's head tilting in contemplation. "You win this round." He said in a sigh of defeat.<br/><br/>Jrax leaned over his instruments, double checking that everything was in its proper place. It had taken another few days for the computers to properly translate and merge, but finally they were on the right path. There was nothing for Ama and Jrax to do in the time between getting the erasure protocol in order and getting the proper coordinates, so a lot of their time was spent "creating massive input" as Trevi so affectionately called it. Conversation was also plentiful. They learned of each other, hopes and dreams, childhood memories, their parents, and the things that haunt them. With every moment that passed he found himself more and more enraptured with this woman.<br/><br/>"Captain Nimolos, we are coming out of our wormhole. Shall I activate sensors upon exit?"<br/><br/>"Yes. Begin with short range. Let's make sure we're not flying into any debris out here." Real space came into view and Jrax took over the flight controls. "Once you're certain we're safe, switch to long range. Let's figure out where we are."<br/><br/>"Well I would gladly do this for you captain, but I've already picked up an anomaly over SRS." Trevi sent the information to a view screen above the actual viewport.<br/><br/>"What kind of anomaly?" An edge of apprehension crept into Jrax'eer's voice as he spoke. "Ama, do you recognize any of these signatures?" He pointed to the data before him.<br/><br/>Well its energy signatures and output are far more advanced than anything Drakolexian. Another energy source is activating, possibly weaponry." Another flow of data flowed in from the SRS, or short range sensors. "Nevermind captain, it appears that they are activating some kind of energy shielding."<br/><br/>"Well at least they aren't hostile. Yet."<br/><br/>"Oh joy." Trevi snorted with a bemused tone. "It would appear that they are hailing us. Shall I put them on?"<br/><br/>Jrax turned to Ama. "Do you want the honor?"