Ixccy(blue humanoid)

"Primitives..." Rujea thought, observing the humans inside the landing bay as she shook her head.

For 300 years her sisters explored the galaxy on their colony ship the Transcendent Awakening, cast away after the calamity of the great purge.

That distant past still scorned her memory. The screams of her people dying as the cities burned around her, her own maniacle laughter as she hacked down her foes in a heat of bloodlust.

"Ruji, sister..."

"Yes anuun." she asked as her pilot glanced back at her.

"Stay focused, we need you."

"Right", she thought, think of why we're here.

There was only one reason, the same reason why they were anywhere, survival.

The shuttle hit the pad with a shudder. As the ramp lowered rujea found herself greeted by a team of armed guards as well as several unarmed individuals, the "cultural exchange group" selected by both her race and the humans.