Fangor the Fierce
First Post
Wren leaves his defenses up, hoping that they others don't get attacked, as he then works on protecting the cargo holds. He will start creating invisible shields around all the cargo bays, preventing them from being destroyed so easily. He will create as many 'barriers' of protection as possible, in the time allowed.
As for the plan, he simply shakes his head at the impulsive ones. Stealth would get you only so far, but every little bit helps. "Yeah, we'll have the sparring match at the base, with gloves on, for you two. For now, we have a job to do."
Wren agrees with Nightweaver, hoping that the two emotional women would calm themselves enough to get through a mission without a fight with each other. He was a little relieved, as his own race did not have to deal with what one matter that earth women have to deal with all the time; a new medical term that explained many irritable symptoms and mood swings. He hopes this is due to that instance, as if it wasn't, he sure is scared to see them at each other when that time did come.
As for the plan, he simply shakes his head at the impulsive ones. Stealth would get you only so far, but every little bit helps. "Yeah, we'll have the sparring match at the base, with gloves on, for you two. For now, we have a job to do."
Wren agrees with Nightweaver, hoping that the two emotional women would calm themselves enough to get through a mission without a fight with each other. He was a little relieved, as his own race did not have to deal with what one matter that earth women have to deal with all the time; a new medical term that explained many irritable symptoms and mood swings. He hopes this is due to that instance, as if it wasn't, he sure is scared to see them at each other when that time did come.