We've proved the point, no need to kill ourselves a second time.
We can probably let Clara handle the stabilizing for us. She's got rather more experience with such things than we do, after all.
+1! ÞROUGH ĐE PORTAL!
here is the voted on action, to steer us to the correct track
You feel like you are about to vomit. "STOP THE DODGE ROLL!" You shout.
Clara states, "Stabilization complete.. Comment pyramids.. ended.."
A swirl of energy opens and pulls the ship in.
You see your home approaching. An elf appears on the hologram.
"Clara III, you are entering moon elf air space. State your business and cargo immediately." the elf says.
"How shall I respond?" Clara asks.
Uh, had a slight weapons malfunction. But, uh, everything's perfectly all right now. We're fine. We're all fine here, now, thank you. How are you?
Also +1 since they’ll probably ask about the high-velocity jerky that flew through the portal
You say, "Let me respond. I know exactly what to say."
"Are you sure?" Clara asks. "My neural networks gives the best chance of success if I handle all communications."
You say, "and make it so the elf sees one of those moving sculptures but instead of me it's a handsome human wearing armor with his helmet off."
"Generating holographic avatar..."
You say, ”My cargo is living creatures that I intend to bring to the plane. Will you let us pass? There are no hostile intentions. We had, uh, a slight weapons malfunction but, uh, everything's perfectly all right now. We're fine. We're all fine here, now, thank you. How are you?”
"Lieutenant. Take a look at this transmission." The moon elf says to her superior.
The lieutenant asks, "A monochrome hologram? How old is this ship?"
"The ship has no registered ID. Their objective is to bring living creatures to the plane."
Moments later, the lieutenant approaches a decorated female moon elf.
"Captain, we have a problem."
Back on Clara III the moon elf hologram cuts out.
"Missile launches detected coming from the lunar north poll coinciding with the termination of the elven communications" Clara states concernedly.
"Missile payloads.. thermonuclear warheads.."
You are pressed into your seat as the drive engages.
"Proceed to Class B gate. We area almost within range to teleport you to Cityshanks but we don't have much time."