Black: Queen's Pawn D7 > D5

Aboard the entry ramp of the freighter, into the wide open space, among the seemingly empty ship was a chittering. Quiet, almost inaudible. A rapid clicking and darting using the heavily stacked containers within for cover, out of sight and out of mind of the entering squads. Rapidly maneuvering clusters of what might be 'hatchlings' would zig and zag along, the hyper-clicking of their mandibles sending word to the rest of the hive that had settled in the ship (one of many on these landed freighters).

Their phrases simple as they gave an alert to the brood. The spawning targets were here. Time to capture them and use them to breed. From the starport they would infiltrate the entire planet.

Deep, deep within the freighter in a pit the crew would be sealed in ichor, **** as if in cryo-stasis hanging along the ceiling as if frozen in crystal.

The Mother of the infiltrated Hive would let out a loud croon echoing throughout the ship's hull, reverberating to all of her clutch within. It was time.

Along the boarding ramp, 'Jilly' would cock her head over, the HUD in her armor pinging, "You just hear something?" As the taller 'Bossy' that had a solid six inches on her even without the reinforced heavier armor that marked her as a heavy trooper in the light infantry squad would shake her head along wtih a chorus of 'nos' from the rest of the squad.

'Jilly' would comment, "Just must be me. Way too long without anythin ginteresting. Must be antsy." Deeper into the ship they would start to go.

Black: Queen's Pawn D7 > D5

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