<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/v7zAQWd.png)</div><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/O4Bd63k.jpg)</div>As Ming Fu raised the rod to touch the faintly glowing green disk by the doorway, a visible jolt of electricity passed between the tip of the implement and the disk, and with a soft, barely audible sound, the door slid open. As the same familiar fragrant scent of the ooze wafted from within, the music became more audible to all, a feminine voice singing softly, dulcet tones in an unfamiliar tongue, though it was clear to almost anyone what she was singing: a lullaby.<br/><br/>Hearing the door open, her song faltered, and she turned to face the gathered abductees. It couldn't have been clearer that she, too, had been held in one of the stasis pods and had only been free for a few moments, from the way her unclad alabaster skin glistened, her thick tresses wet with the goop. She hesitated for a moment, but rather than moving her hands to try to preserve any scraps of modesty, seeing the fully clothed and armed group, she instead raised her empty hands above shoulder level, trying to speak but a single word in multiple languages. While the first two she tried were unfamiliar, the others she spoke made clear her plea to those who could understand Elven or Celestial:<br/><br/>"Peace."<br/><br/>Behind her, four more of the canid aliens, trails of good leading to the stasis pods they were held in, lay strewn across the floor, sleeping peacefully, not a drop of blood in sight.<br/><br/>No other figures were visible in the room, though three of the eight pods within the room were still closed.