After several hours of travel, and quite a bit of sex between the crew members, and even the AI, the ship began to slowdown.  Over the loudspeakers a pleased voice spoke over the intercom.  "We're close to our destination, I suggest you suit up and prepare for docking, I am currently doing preliminary scans on the ship at long distances."<br/><br/>It didn't take long before the ship jumped out of warp, slowing down, comming near, but not docking quite yet with the much larger dreadnaught.  The smaller ship was dwarfed in comparison, the Zax ship wasn't pretty, but the large, almost chitanous plates about it, the dusky and rust like coloration only marred by smaller, whitish growths.  Krystlin ships stood out almost like cancerous growths on the seemingly much larger, almost living ship.  As the crew began to assemble, the computer remained oddly silent, seemingly still analyzing the situation, or perhaps waiting to be questioned.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>