The little puppy nodded his head with his widen eyes glittered. "T-thank you!" He spoke. He took a quick look at Damara's uniform before dashing off to the campsite. As he ran, he noticed that more people with the same uniforms are heading to the same direction. This causes him to smile because help that his people long for, have finally arrived.
Mex followed behind Artic and Neatnik. "Man, this is exciting..." Mex cracked his knuckles. He noticed that 25th was extremely huge. He should be no larger than 35ft tall. All this does is increased Mex's hunger for battle.
25th seen the arrival of several more people arriving and took notice of their uniform; he know who these groups were and began to sigh briefly. "Well, this is rather unexpected. How did these little dumb creatures managed to contact you? I could have sworn we eliminate any materials for them to build an messenger probe. And even if they managed to have the materials, I thought we killed all their technological experts. Guess we must missed some of them." He spoke to himself out loud.
"Ah? Organic? More or less. Maybe not entirely." 25th responded to Lightwave's question. "Doesn't matter anyways, I'm sure talking won't go anywhere. You realized that we're doing some work, you see? We're not doing anything illegal. Just making some friendly profits until we run this planet dry. So why...", 25th took a step close to Damara and poke her in the chest, hard, causing her to be blow away several feet, "don't you just leave us be?"
Mex followed behind Artic and Neatnik. "Man, this is exciting..." Mex cracked his knuckles. He noticed that 25th was extremely huge. He should be no larger than 35ft tall. All this does is increased Mex's hunger for battle.
25th seen the arrival of several more people arriving and took notice of their uniform; he know who these groups were and began to sigh briefly. "Well, this is rather unexpected. How did these little dumb creatures managed to contact you? I could have sworn we eliminate any materials for them to build an messenger probe. And even if they managed to have the materials, I thought we killed all their technological experts. Guess we must missed some of them." He spoke to himself out loud.
"Ah? Organic? More or less. Maybe not entirely." 25th responded to Lightwave's question. "Doesn't matter anyways, I'm sure talking won't go anywhere. You realized that we're doing some work, you see? We're not doing anything illegal. Just making some friendly profits until we run this planet dry. So why...", 25th took a step close to Damara and poke her in the chest, hard, causing her to be blow away several feet, "don't you just leave us be?"