ComradeShiba
Jay thinks for a moment.
//Transmission Continue//
"Ah, then that should be good.
Ill register it in the database...
Regardless, if i could i would allow more, but unfortunately an alliance has a lot of paperwork.
Anyway, safe travels, and let us know should you ever need help with anything."
//Transmission End//
RedAndCosmoteer
A copy of the local regulations is sent over via comms, although the dictionary sized amount of data the files contain is too much to really read.
Its probably that not even safety instructors could be bothered to read such a long document.
Although, skimming through it, its mainly the basics.
Not landing without permission, respecting no fire zones, ect.
Drakador_Chaos
A local security team was the closest to the landing pad, stood by the main door to the landing pad's small airport sized terminal.
They quickly walk over to the landed ship, although it takes them some time considering the long distance.
Once closer, one speaks.
"Hey, welcome to JH.
What brings you here, we got told practically nothing, just got told to wait for you here."
The Security team leader is practically normal in most respects, although their accent marks them as almost certainly being a more recent clone only recently taught english.
The opressive look of their security/police armour makes them look relatively well protected, although by the looks of the bullet proof vest, clearly meant for dealing with more deadly situations than a regular officer.
The other Tau in the security team simply stand nearby, looking up at the landed ship, anything they say being spoken in Tau standard.