"<em>I see two potent males of your kind, mortal.</em>" Gracoxien mused, clicking his mandibles together as he lurched slowly for the door, crushed it once, and punted it aside, before releasing chittering orders. As one, the horde of Coxiens dropped from every place possible in the outpost, promptly going for the marines and surrounding them, or simply overwhelming them. If they were lucky, they managed to cut them off and devour them alone. The unfortunate platoons would soon be consumed by acid and overwhelming numbers. The Gracoxien had given specific orders for Ian and Reese to be isolated, and that was what the Coxiens did, the bidding of their Great Father. Hordes of Coxiens charged the two, but did not attack them, rather, sheperded them into isolated rooms.<br/><br/>Turning to his two new breeders, and the one who was moaning with the effect of the toxins - what was her name? Maya. That's right. Since she had taken toxins directly, he had established a mental link with her as well. Sending out a telepathic boom to the two of them, he announced, "<em>My spawnlings have sealed off the good officers from any of their kind ... Turn them over, to me.</em>" He paused. "<em>Your way.</em>" He allowed himself a booming, rumbling sound that echoed off the walls, which was meant to be his evil laughter. He really had to perfect his evil laughter.<br/><br/><br/>Meanwhile, the Coxiens, with Joe, upon hearing gunfire and the announcement of the arrival of reinforcements, took hold of Joe's limbs and ushered her into a confined storeroom, sealing it once more as a mountain of Coxiens blockaded the room around her. With no more resistance from Joe apart from feeble struggling, a few tentacles lashed at her somewhat rougher, prickling her and spanking her at the same time. Two of the Coxiens dropped on her head and her now-sensitive mound, allowing their uvula to inquisitively investigate both areas.<br/>