"I do have one other thing that I would like to do before your team departs," said Klothos.� He walked over to the transporter console and picked up a box.� "I have some concerns about you all being planetside.� I have my doubts about your safety."
He opened a box and took out a small device.� "This is a transponder and emergency communicator.� You will be able to reach us in orbit if any of you are in trouble with this.� We will remain in orbit until you are ready to return to Spaceock," he said as he proceeded to hand the devices out.
It was an onimous sign that such a device was needed, but NaTral accepted it.� There was no sense in foregoing safety at this point.
The rest of the team took the devices as well before they made their way onto the transporter platform. Once they were all aboard, Golan spoke, "Captain, it would appear that we are as ready as we will ever be. You may proceed with the transport."
The Klingon Commander nodded before activating the transporters. The ambassadors all felt the familiar tingle of the transporter as it took their cells and transported them down to the designated coordinates on the planet's surface. They had arrived on Pacifica.
(And what sort of arrangements have the Venasians brought them to?)
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