Stealthy

“All right, guys, let’s get in there and blow them all to Hell!” Monique announces, a wide grin on her face. She takes a step forward toward the door, when Samora intervenes, placing a hand on the taller woman’s shoulder and stopping her.

“Now hang on. We don’t know how many of them are out there, but we do know that there are only five of us.” Samora says. Gesturing back at the other three, who seem rather quite in agreement. “So we’re gonna do this carefully. I’ll take point, Nerra, bring up the rear.” She reaches forward to open the door. “Oh and Monique? I’ll let you know when you can go loud, until then, keep yourself in check.”

With a curt nod, she steps forward, breaching into the ship, the doors open with a wush and the air moves into the ship, the smell of sex is very pungent in the Rapi ship, and the tell tale fleshy biomass is on the floor, walls and ceilings "ok guys, the boots should fool the biomass, but dont touch the walls or ceilings else they may figure out we arent Rapi" Tamara says as the group walks in