"…make sure the plasma coupler is seated properly!" Cha'talla barked out. "I don't want the damn thing popping out if we have to maneuver!" He spoke as he gathered up the towel and began wiping his large hands. Three of their G9 LRR's occupied the landing pads all around him, Dysea's STRIKER parked on the fourth.
Cha'talla looked at the equally dirty female elven engineer walk up to him carrying a large portable engineering console. The female elf wore the uniform of the famed 1st Elven Engineering Corp, though the upper half of her jumpsuit was down and tied around her waist. Her firm, medium sized breasts strained against her t-shirt but like all the elves that had come down here from NORMYA'S LIGHT, they found these Immortals were so unlike those they had read about it wasn't even right to compare them. Cha'talla looked at her evenly, and though like all elven females she was stunning, no woman could compare to his Blessed Wife Esther now.