The Showman

A holographic image begins to take form in front of Marlan's command console as the ship's comms give off a high-pitched whine in Snowmist's sensitive ears: Signal jamming. The image resolves itself into the all-too-familiar Volari, wearing blue robes and dark sunglasses. "The Overmind clearly found out we were coming. Captain Ranix, you and your people remind me of this really nasty rash I got from a hooker on Tomin Kora back in 3002..." His voice trails off and he raises a pale, slender hand. "Neither here nor there. No time to reminisce. Work to be done. Glad you're here, actually. Counted on it. I *love* to have an audience." He smiles vaguely. "Stay tuned!" And then his image fades.