Jim approaches his cruiser. It's huge when looking from the ground. He almost doesn't notice the drone uncloaked latched on the side of the hull. He runs up and yells at the drone "You idiot! Why have you uncloaked in the middle of the day?" The drone answers back. "I am cloaked. Its just you can see me because you are infested." Jim walks into the cruiser in deep thought. A few hours later Jim exits the cruiser. This time he looks almost human. He extends these claw like things and then withdraws them. He goes to the nearest bar. The darkness contrasts greatly with the bright sunlight. When his eyes adjust, he sits in the nearest available booth. After a few minutes and a couple dozen Nibos beers, he gets up and walks to the bar keep. He extends the claws and slices the bars keeper. A few marines come to stop Jim, but fail miserbaly. Jim heads toward the Federation HQ.