After trading some scrap for a few fuses T'Lora opened the bonnet of her jeep and installed the new hardware. It wasn't a big job but it was necessary. Just as she finished she was approached by a human.

[i]"Hi." he said, walking up to the alien woman, "nice Jeep.  Looks like a pre-apocalypse gas-burner that was refit with Lightning parts, possibly during the first ten years after it." [/i] 

[b]"You've got a good eye, Human."[/b]

[i]"You look like a skilled salvager.  I guess it's kind of unusual since you don't know me, but care to team up?  I know where there's a fairly fresh Zathuran security patrol ship in a rad zone.  With your vehicle and a few rad-resistance chems we could get inside the ship before getting badly irradiated.  Once inside, we'll be able to pull more salvage than you've likely ever seen."[/i]

[b]"Straight to business. I like that."[/b] Most humans approached her for something other than work. Humans seemed to have a ridiculously active libido and always seemed like they were looking for potential mates. T'Lora sometimes used that to her advantage, she learned fairly early during her stay on Earth that if you made yourself more sexually appealing to humans they were more likely to be generous during trade offers although this time it didn't seem necessary. [b]"More than I've ever seen, that's cute. I've been pulling wrecks since before you were born."[/b] Although that was true she said it jokingly. No need to sincerely insult the human, after all a security patrol ship was actually a decent find. [b]"Getting past their security will be a pain though, it always is. Sounds good to me but we'll need a bit of muscle too. Assuming it's in good condition we'll need someone to carry the heavier equipment since Zathurans use fairly dense materials on their military ships."[/b]