“I’m glad you’re coming” are the last words Aella hears before they dematerialize – moments later, they’re blinking beneath the twin suns of a strange planet. Instantly, the ensign opens his tricorder and starts scanning the surroundings. “An adventure,” murmurs the commander as she stares at the red and purple leaves that stretch and surround them. “Let us hope it is a good one, then.” Ebony eyes meet her captain’s, her thin body twisting languidly as she watches him. “From which way was the disturbance we detected on our sensors?”
“Due north,” he replies automatically, eyes flickering over to the ensign to make sure he’s doing his job properly. “I-- as far as I know we aren’t dealing with anything living. But... it feels as if.... we are being communicated with. Guess it’s a good thing you’re here.” His tone is joking, but the words are sincere as he smiles at her.