"Welcome aboard, Captain Reynolds."
"Ai ya!" Mal shuddered and looked himself over, all parts seemed to be there."How'd you do that?" he exclaimed and looked over at his welcomer. He nearly forgot about the transporter when he noticed how different the fellow looked.
"Federation ships use transporters which are subspace devices capable of almost instantaneously moving an object from one location to another."
"Tsai boo shr!"
The alien inclined his head at Mal. "Is there something wrong, Mr. Reynolds?"
Mal gestured at his head, "Your ears! They're all, pointy and stuff.."
"I am a Vulcan. The United Federation of Planets includes many different species."
"Is everyone on this ship an alien?" Mal was used to weird situations, but this took the cake.
"The majority of the crew are humans from Earth, Captain Reynolds. If you wish, you may converse with the crew while our engineers help fix your ship."
"Earth! But Earth was used up!"
"I assure you, Captain Reynolds, Earth supports approximately nine billion people and has not been "used up", as you put it."
Mal groaned, another Alliance lie to expose..