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After conversing with the owl for a bit, Gentaro gets the general idea of the meeting. This is a really big moment, he knows it. Handing Circuit back to Trip, Gentaro is ready to help out however he can.

“Seems like the biggest threat to this would be a xenophobic group who thinks Earth should just be for Earth. I’ve got some alien friends I can call in to keep them occupied. And with their stealth gear, they’ll be there one moment and gone the next.”

Trip can’t hide the frown that forms as Gentaro mentions this rebel group. He’d been lucky to grow up where alien coexisting was the norm. Granted, he had already gotten as taste of anti human during his Ransik hunting days. It didn’t make it any easier hearing (or possibly witnessing) it now. “Thats great, thanks.” He takes Circuit back from Gentaro and stuffs him back into his bag.

“I guess we need to find our own stake out spot, huh? You know the city better than I do...”

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“Couple hundred miles? Let me put in a call to a friend of mine. I bet one of the ZECT Riders can get there fast enough to keep tabs on things.” Gentaro starts bouncing on his heels at the thought of witnessing a first contact. It’s still an important mission, but it’s still so cool!

He quickly taps out a message, and gets a response from a fellow Rider. “Done. They need the coordinates for the general area, and they promise to keep out of sight.”

“Gentaro, you’re the best.” He nods his approval and thanks before sliding his back pack from his shoulders. Letting it open and revealing his best friend, Circuit. “Ask him all the details, he’s got the report in his memory.” Trip can see how excited Gentaro is. And, to be honest, he’s more thrilled than the human. This was an important moment in history for his kind.

“Kind of funny, though. Technically, me and Wes were the First Contact. Too bad that’s got to stay a secret.”

“You want me to support you for First Contact? I’d be honored. Just name the place, and I’ll be there. Should I bring backup of my own, just to make sure it works well?”

“Well - thats the catch. Theres two places at once. One isn’t too far from here, and the other is a couple hundred miles out. I’m not going to tell you how to do your...Rider thing. As long as everything goes without a hitch, do whatever. Gotta be careful, though. There were rumors of sabotage. Hence my arrival.”

“Are those the ones with the forty-two hour day, or the ones whose planet have giant lava-swimming pirahna?” Gentaro asks, completely seriously. He knows someone mentioned the Hummardians before, but he can’t place which planet they’re from.

“They’re the ones that only need to sleep once a year. Pretty smart species, or they used to be. I’ve actually never seen one in person.” Trip didn’t think his grin could get any wider. “Guess I got the chance now, huh? I’m going to make sure nothing happens.” He glances down a moment. “And...I really didn’t want to bother Wes or Eric about this, but I was wondering if maybe -- I could get some back up?”

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“First contact?” Gentaro’s eyes go wide. Those were words that his friends in Citadel Space and in Starfleet spoke with reverent tones. “Dude, come inside, get some cocoa and tell me about it!”

Trip’s grin goes as wide as Gentaro’s eyes as he gives a new short nods. The nervous energy still outweighed the excitement, but he accepted the human’s offer anyway. Any chance at scoring junk food was never missed. He follows the Rider inside and finds a seat at the table. “I read a lot about it. It’s supposed to be pretty peaceful. Hummardians, to be exact. Well, they’re actually extinct in my time...but Xybrians are similar.”