"Wait why" I asked as that protocol was never mentioned, "because the Ptooizians need to know you won't attack them" Dr Kratt replied
Getting out the table I lined my hands up of the human silhouette on the table, which quickly locked my hands into position. Dr Kratt then walked in pushing the table towards the teleporter before I could ask him on one more question, he taped me mouth shut and teleported me.
I blacked out and woke up to see seven noodles like beings (they were human sized with their bodies made of hundreds of cords which resembled human nerves they had two eyes) there was a central one with three on either side of him. "Welcome slave to the Ptooizians ship" the middle one said "hold on I'm not a slave I'm here to settle something between the merchant craft and the spaceport’s dock workers" "poor little girl you're not here to settle anything, you're a plaything a toy.
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