"Hyper translation successful, Captain."<br/>"Noted, Lieutenant. Secure for n-space running, and get a passive sensor sweep. Engineering, reconfigure for impellers - once we locate this Zeta Station, I want a course laid in."<br/>"Set for impellers, aye."<br/><br/><br/>Fredrico rubbed his temples irritably from his seat off to the side of the cruiser's bridge, working off the migraine headache that hyper travel always gave him. It was a physical reaction, similar to the nausea most other people suffered when crossing between hyperspace and n-space, but the doctors had never found a specific cause.<br/><br/>He watched the activity of the ship's crew bemusedly, having effectively no idea what they were doing outside of a basic layman's knowledge. He was no spacer, having spent the first third of his life on San Martin and the remainder on Sphinx. He was a forester by heart and trade, which had made his selection to head the impromptu commitee sent to this 'inter-universal conference' all the more surprising...but then, it wasn't all due to him. Reaching up again, he scratched the ears of his bonded treecat Maria, the official representative of the treecat species for the delegation. Despite his lack of diplomatic training, that made him the<em>de facto</em>human representative as well.<br/><br/>Around him, the ship was getting under way, heading in from the hyper limit towards their destination. Who - or what - he'd find there, he could only imagine.