The M.R.S. Genesis the first working ship of it's kind had just taken off from the Mossflower Republic, and the planet had just become far enough away so that it appeared to be a large star, Hastigeth Carrantha the captain of the Genesis, reflected back on the previous happenings of the day, the ship had been outfitted for its mission: To go to the eleventh planet, Nsyslest and find what happened to the food stores and the inhabitants of the Arkship. He had had his pick of the bridge crew and knew he had chosen his officers well. He was a little uneasy at having such an inexperienced beast on the comms and as the pilot, but her simulation scores had been outstanding. There had been a gathering so great that it almost surpassed the number of beasts watching the Arkship's take off that fateful day. He secretly feared the worst, that the ship had accidentally awoken some new and mysterious race of hostile creatures, they had just resolved the last of the conflicts on Moss. He looked around at his bridge crew once more before sitting down. "Prepare to go to Dimensional Drive."
OOC: Now this RP will require very quick responses, as it can't continue without the response of various positions, so if you could try to post at least once every time you're on if you're needed. :)
Joseph Riggurt, head doctor of the Genesis, overlooked his health records. All the soldiers and other personnel had been checked on to ensure they were fit for service, and all had been approved, save for an engineering assistant, who'd come down with a cold. The crewbeasts of the M.R.S Genesis were now fit to face whatever Nsyslest threw at them.
"All medical exams are finished," the hare reported to Hastigeth via his mouthpiece. "I will be on the bridge in a moment."
"Very good, we're making good time. Where is the diplomat? Angelica I believe her name was?" said Hastigeth turning to his first officer.
"Right here sir," a tall slender wolf said smartly as she walk on to the bridge "Angelica Savill of the Keltar Province and the direct representative of the Counsel of the Mossflower Republic. You are Hastigeth Carrantha, Captain of the M.R.S Genesis, previously captain of the phoenix, decorated by the council on three different occasions. I read all of your files before taking this assignment,"
OOC: If you don't mind the history lesson. I can change anything I said about your characters, just ask. Oh and could you have it so that angelica didn't get her health exam and needs a bit of persuading to get it done.
OOC: Sure, just it's the M.R.S. Genesis.
"Quite right, very thorough and meticulous, I wish I could say the same thing for your health exam, haven't even taken it and we don't know if your body can tolerate Hyperspatial Dimensional Drive!" said Hastigeth raising an eyebrow.
"Ah, hello!" said Joseph, who had just entered the bridge. "Thank you for reminding me to give her a health exam; I didn't include her in the crew examination. Now, if she will allow me to do a scan, we can complete the health records."
"Well, do your best, you'll have a commendation when we get home if you manage to get her to take it." said the lynx smiling.
"You should be happy to know that I am perfectly healthy, I really don't have time fore all of your poking and prodding nonsense. I am very busy at the moment. Perhaps another time but right now I have work to do,"
"Well then, since you are refusing to take the test I am afraid we must turn back and drop you off, then we may proceed on our mission. Helm, bring us about." said Hastigeth, hiding his smile.
"Belay that! This is a blatant misuse of your power. I am a representative of the council, You can't just put me back," She said at the absurdity of the demand.
Joseph turned to the wolf, who seemed bent on avoiding a medical exam. "With all due respect, we have every right to put you back. Regulations clearly state that all crew members and passengers must recieve a check-up before embarking on an expedition. You are from the government, and as such have never recieved a scan. Such a scan would only take a moment, and would tell me if you are really suited for this mission."
"Fine, Just make it quick, I've got things to do," Angelica huffed as she followed the hare down to the infirmary for her scan.
OOC: Sorry I'm late, I was working on Overlords Orders and didn't realize this started.
BIC:
The first officer walked across the bridge and took his seat to the captains right. "Sorry I'm late sir, the officials on the planet have had a busy day, and it took forever for anyone to leave via shuttle. When shall we depart sir?"
"Alright then," Joseph said as they entered the infirmary. "Stand next to the wall, and I'll do a scan with this device here. The scan will tell me a number of important things, including if you're suited for space travel."
Hastigeth heard the wolf finally give in. "Helm put us back on course to Nsyslest."
Angelica went over and stood by the scanning device "Just get this over with," she said moodily. She did not like her schedule being uprooted like this. Even if it would only take a few minutes.
Casta propped his feet up in his own personal office, a communication device stuffed in his ear he scanned the ships main functions again making sure there was no breaches in the hull or hacks in the main system. he flicked his com on allowing him to speak directly to the captain.
"All locked down and ready here Cap, We got no hitchhikers nor stowaways if'n ya don't count the stuck up delegate onboard, Ya'll are ready to ride and thunder so lets get a'moving." The Squirrel chuckled to himself releasing his com button leaning back, ready for a long ride. He had never been very good at the whole mechanical thing, but you could never hope for a better fighter.
OOC: Okay I'm here, and as security officer I supposed my job Is to check for anything wrong with ship security, but if there's something else just say so. 8)
OOC: You would be on the bridge as tactical officer. :)
OOC: Okay I will head over there as soon as someone posts.
OOC: Thanks.
BIC: "Mr. Casta, please report to the bridge." said Hastigeth. "Helm, engage HSDD, factor 1."
Casta sighed, stomping out of his office he began the short walk to the bridge, he walked into the bridge. Marching straight up to Hastigeth he saluted smartly,
"Tennet, Casta reportin as ordered, Sir." Casta called smartly.
"Thank you Casta, please assume your station, we'll need you on the bridge for awhile."
Joseph flicked a switch, turning on the machine. It beeped and flashed for about thirty seconds, and then showed a report. "Everything seems to be fine," Joseph said. "No bone abnormalities or problems with your organs. I think you're good to go."
Lee Allen was unbelievably excited. She had never traveled dimensionally, or at all. But she had scored well on the simulations, and the simulations were supposedly accurate. "Course set for Nsyslest Shutting down tactical systems... Sensors staying steady... Ready to go to Dimensional Drive, factor one. Engaging..." Eyes were fastened on every window on the ship, as regular space blurred and then vanished, replaced by swirling blues and purples.
A comms signal beeped and was patched through. "Lieutenant Commander Walker to the bridge... All systems go, captain. We're holding up just fine."
"I could have told you that," Angelica humphed. Sh down from the machine and gave Joseph an annoyed look before leaving the infirmary and heading for her quarters. There had been no offices to spare so she would have to make do with her quarters.
"Very good, engage factor two." said Hastigeth, smiling with pride, his ship had been the first to do that and stay together. "Anything on the sensors?" he asked looking back at the ops officer.
OOC: Lee Allen is the person who'd see things on sensors, no? Or am I wrong?
BIC: Allen nodded. "With pleasure... Factor two engaged." The ship shook slightly, but held and suffered no further disturbance. Out of the windows, the blues and purples shifted into turquoises and greens. "Our current relative speed is... Three lightseconds per second, sir. Nothing unusual on sensors."
OOC: We don't have an ops officer so that will work.
"Very good, bring us out for a while, we'll want to scan everything that we come across. The Arkship didn't have sensors. We sacrificed those for space." said Hastigeth.
OOC: So sorry, today has been extremely hectic.
BIC:
The stoick first officer turned to the captian: "Sir, I'm a little concerned with regard the crew. This is going to be a new experience for all of us, but some of the younger officers might not take it well. How do you think they will respond to the situation? Personally, I think a good crew has to be ready to react to anything. But for some reason, I don't get that impression with this crew."
"Oh, don't worry, they were only assigned to this because of their outstanding scores on the simulations. Although I am not certain about one of them. Angelica barely got a passing grade. She was constantly arguing about not having to go through with it as she was going on the mission with or without a passing score." said Hastigeth inwardly smiling at the stubbornness of the wolf. She was going to make this a comical journey.
OOC: Faiy is this alright?
Brushdale sighed. "I see. Well, I suppose we will see what this crew is made of soon enough."
He looked over at the young mouse in the pilot seat.
"Helm, do we have a ETA for our arrival at Nsyslest?"
Ensign Lee looked up from the panel. "About a week and a half, sir. This ship is much faster than the Arkship... Our engines are a bit higher-grade than nuclear propulsion."
OOC: That time frame okay?
OOC: I can change this, if you want.
As usual, Drod Estir was in the data repository. The aptly-named room, which was outfitted with a touchscreen panel and a holo-book player, was one of the few things onboard the Genesis that the ferret found entertaining. Information on all manner of subjects could be found here, and one could stay for hours on end without getting bored.
Currently, Drod was looking at an article on the planet Nsyslest. According to the blue-and-green screen, the planet's night was 5 hours longer; the day 3 hours shorter. One moon lit the sky, but its light was slightly weaker than that of Earth's moon. The flora and fauna of the planet were quite dangerous, at least in the pictures.
Drod was apprehensive, to say the least. What did I sign up for?
Meanwhile, in the bridge:
The badger commander stood up, knowing that his presence was no longer needed on the bridge.
"If I may be excused, Captian? I have some matters to attend to in my quarters."
OOC: Yeah, both of those posts are fine.
"Yes, of course." said Hastigeth rising to his feet. "Anything new on sensors?"
Nyroc Brushdale walked into the cramped room that was his quarters. He didn't think life was difficult on the ship. Definitely less difficult then the last mission.
He walked to his hardly unpacked suitcase. Taking a pad from inside it, he turned it on. It displayed a image of the ship, tactics, things that he should know. Swiping through the images, he stopped at the photo of a female badger. He stared it it for a few seconds, and slammed the pad down on his bed. I am on a mission. He thought.I don't have time for this!
Shuffling through his case he found the barrel and handle of his radion rifle, yet to be re-assembled. He felt the cool, smooth metal. The excellent build quality of the weapon. He put it down, and thought, only for a moment, that he will soon get the chance to use it.
Lee frowned and tapped a few symbols on the console. "I'm not sure, Captain. I'm detecting a very faint emission trail... I can't tell what it is. It might just be a sensor ghost. I'll have to drop us out of-" She was interrupted as the ship shook and trembled. "A ship has uncloaked and opened fire. Not a class of ship I've ever seen before. They have better shielding than we do, and radion weaponry."
A comms beep was heard, followed by Walker's voice. "Walker to the bridge. We've got a problem, Captain. They've targeted our engine. We won't have more than dim one for about an hour."
Joseph was in a hallway that led the bridge, and was startled when the ship shook from an attack. The hare ran to the main bridge, bypassing several guards who looked equally startled. "What just happened?" He asked. "What in 'Gates would another ship be doing out here?"
"I'm not sure. Perhaps-" Lee was cut off again as sparks shot out of her console, forcing her to drop to the ground to avoid injury.
Hearing and feeling the explosions occurring, Nyroc headed for the bridge.
When he arrived, the bridge crew had several wounded. He helped Lee up, and set her down in her chair.
"Bridge to engineering, can we raise the shields?" He called.
Walker responded into his comm chip. "Already up, sir. Holding for the moment, but we're at 84% and dropping."
"Silent" the albino squirrel had been watching diagnostics for everything related to their travel, engines, generators, even the shields. So the combination of a large jolt and a sudden drop in shield strength spelled out what was happening quite clearly. She was out of her seat and on her way to the gen room.... which was really more of a house than anything else. Upon arrival, she found the section dedicated to shielding. They had gotten lucky, there was only one attacker which meant that they could only attack one side, they had also made the tactical error of attacking from a broadside instead of the front or back. This meant the shielding would be easily diverted, and the response of their own weapons would be far more destructive given that they had access to all but the opposite side of the ship.
She started to re-route the dedication of energy to the side under fire, a total of 60% of the power on the other side being transferred. Upon attempting to execute the operation, she was met with an error... The console she was using didn't have the authority to perform the task. The squirrel growled inwardly as she grudgingly sent the command as a request to both the main bridge, and the engineering department, "I'm going to have to "fix" this thing before something like this happens again, ranking goes out the window when lives are at stake!".
OOC: I'm thinking that much makes sense?
Casta coughed heavily jumping away from his station where he had been napping. Pressing a series of entry codes he took command of the initial recorders along the M.R.S Genesis's flank. He projected a holographic 3D representation of the ship and scanned for breaches In the hull.
"Captain there has been excessive damage to the armor around two cabins including mine, we need to close off any air leaks in there." Casta yelled out, "Permission to move to our attacked flank to repulse a possible attack?"
The bridge crew shook again with another onslaught of explosions.
"Captian! We need to fire back if we are gonna get out of this alive!"
OOC: I think we should wait for the captain to post before any of us post more than once (Meaning if you have already posted don't post again)
BIC:
Angelica felt the jolt, and immediately went to her room console and tried to com the bridge, but the line was busy. "I'll just have to do it myself," a minute later she stormed onto the bridge "What is going on!"
"Yes, fire the Ion beams attack pattern Omega. Target their weapons and fire the Radion cannons! Divert all auxiliary power to the shields. Then send a feedback beam into our shields, that should be a nice surprise." said Hastigeth, urgently. After hearing the wolf call the bridge he answered. "We're under attack by an unknown vessel."
The ships lights started to flicker above the bridge.
Brushdale continued to sit, but said "Ops! What's going on with the power? Are we getting drained?"
Joseph saw sparks fly out of one of the consoles.
"Are any of the crew wounded?" He asked.
Brushdale looked around. "Two officers behind us fell, not sure how many more."
OOC: Yeah, it would be better if it continued for a bit.
"Target their shields and engines, and fire everything!" said Hastigeth, hoping to learn something from this mysterious vessel.
Joseph attended to the beasts who had fallen, who both had been temporarily rendered unconscious by the sparking controls. After checking their burns, which turned out to not be severe, Joseph and an assistant carried them to the medical room.
"Ensign Allen, are their shields still up?"
"Thirty six percent and holding, Sir."
"How many life signs?"
"Only six, very faint. I'm also reading biosignatures of fifteen more... All dead."
"Is there any way that we can lower their shields without further damaging their ship?"
OOC: I'll assume that was directed at the tactical officer... Allen is not experienced in starship weaponry.
OOC: True, hadn't thought of that.
OOC: Sooo That's me right.
BIC: Casta shook his head." Negatory Cap, unless you fire very low powered weaponry your going to blow the thing sky high, except were in space. Anyhow your best bet is to ram her, she got enough shielding to minimize damage there, but it should take all it's got, granted your going to seriously damage our shields too." Casta tapped his Ion pistol self-consciously, "Technically I should suggest to blow er up and forget it, but ramming just sounds like so much wow, either way your call Cap."
OOC: If you want me to change that I can. ;)
Commander Brushdale looked at Casta "That's a little extreme, don't you think? I have a better option."
Brushdale turned to Hastigeth "Sir, if we fire a series of ion pulses, we might be able to take down their shields with destroying them. Then, we can send an away team to find out what going on over there, or disable some of their systems."
"Yes, fire the Ion pulses. Lieutenant Casta, be in my ready room in one minute."
Casta glanced back at the Commander, "Right... Sir, but ya risk killing the ones still breathing," Casta glanced back at Hastigeth, "Right away Cap." Jumping from his chair he stalked out, off the bridge.
OOC: Sorry, when I said "with destroying them" I ment "without". Stupid AutoCorrect.
So are we still good on the away team thing?
OOC: Yes. LT is Casta in the ready room yet?
Drod, who had entered the bridge a few moments earlier, walked over to the captain. "Sir, could I study the electrical components of that ship once the security team had cleared it out? It's inferior to our ship, but nonetheless might be interesting to look at."
OOC: @Delthion That he is.
OOC: "Ready room" is a Star Trek reference for the Captains office. Is that what you ment Del?
BIC: "Are our transporters online? We might be able to beam over without risking a space jump." Nyroc checked his rifle. "Captian, permission to accompany the away team?"
OOC: Yes, and LT the Captain chooses who will be in the away team, well usually, it's the first officer, but right now it's the captain.
OOC: So who's on the away team?
OOC: Just a minute. I'm dealing with something else first.
OOC: Gaaaah, I really need to watch Star Trek!!!
OOC: Alright, just edit the ready room post and we'll just assume you're in here.
"Lieutenant Casta, what was that on the bridge? You were being blatantly disrespectful, you are a senior officer, the junior officers look up to you. If you continue this then you shall be demoted and another will take your place. Understood?"
OOC: You didn't reply to my character's question
OOC: Sorry, and by the way that ship is superior, by a lot, just not weaponry. I'll tell you when I'm back on the bridge, just everyone please stop asking for away positions, I already have them worked out.
OOC: If that ship is superior, how did we disable it so easily?
OOC: To go along with the story... ;D
OOC: The ship might be superior in some ways, but it clearly doesn't have better armor than us.. Anyway, the statement represents Drod's opinion of the enemy ship, not the actual statistics.
"Quartermaster reporting, Captain. Any supplies needed for the away team, sir?" Cynthia spoke over the comm.
"Not much, their weapons, scanners, and the like."
"Yessir, understood" was the reply.
Casta snapped to attention and saluted, "Aye aye Cap won't happen again."
OOC: Sorry about the late post
Hastigeth sighed and tried desperately to contain a smile. "Lieutenant, your conduct on the bridge was fine besides the 'cap'. If you want to advance in the Republic then you will need to respect your elders." Hastigeth marched back onto the bridge and said. "Commander, you, LT. Casta, Ensign Lee and Doctor Riggurt. Go to Transporter room 3." said Hastigeth, sitting back down in his chair.
"Aye sir." Said Brushdale as he led the away team off the bridge.
"Quartermaster here, captain. I just need to warn you that after all the applied force by the enemy's weapons, the food supplies may be damaged. They were locked down tight, sir, but you can never trust old energy straps. Oh, and would you like the supply report given now, or later?" Cynthia hurriedly spoke into her comm.
Meanwhile, on the transporter pad:
"Ok everyone, set weapons in their place and stand to attention." Ordered Nyroc.
He turned to the ensign manning the controls. "Prepaid to beam us over."
"Captain?" He called out over the comm "we're ready to beam over, just say the word."
OOC: Constant mistake, captain is spelled, well, C-A-P-T-A-I-N. not captian.
"Go ahead. At your order Commander."
"Thanks you Captain. Away team, stand to attention!"
Nyroc turned to the operator.
"Energize."
"Sir, I've compiled sensor results to make a report on the ship, and the damage done to it so far." Turning back to his screen, Jenbean recited the information. "The ship is powered by two I-a2b solar ionization reactors, supplementing power to a Sepma 30-2 sublight engine as main thrust with two F-31 ion egines as streering. Armament includes 10 ArMek SW-7a ion pulses, with 7 CEC Ap/11 proton firing beams, and a secondary weapon of 3 Phylon F1 Radion turbocannons. Note on the engines - they are highly modified, suggesting the ship's crew is pretty skilled, and they have some replacement parts. They have about a month's worth of consumables, several support androids. I can't dechipher the make, and ID codes won't match anything. The ship itself is heavily modified, and as far as I can tell they have heavier shielding then us, possibly H-class. Military-grade weapons, also heavily modified. From the intel collected during the attack, I should assume they can re-direct power to boost shield or weapondry. Hmmmm, looks like we left the artificial gravity and acceleration compensators working, Brushdale shouldn't have any technical problems with the ship. Judging the amount of energy we pumped into them, the main reactor is shutdown to stop overheating, and looking at heat immisions, the auxiliary reactor is too tiny to power engines. She's perfect for boarding, sir. But one thing... they have an online comm device."
"Commander, I have a slight problem. I just mentioned to the Captain that there is an online comm device on the ship. I advise destroying it, or at least leaving the ship ASAP, but that's just a suggestion, not Captain's orders.
OOC: Sorry, but Sage, you can't do the report on the ship that's the purpose of the away team.
OOC: I hope this isn't considered PowerPlaying.
BIC:
The away team materialized in a cargo bay.
"Lieutenant Casta, scan for life forms." Brushdale ordered.
"Ensign Lee, try to acsess their main computer."
OOC: No. It isn't.
OOC: Sorry. Um, the away team does have other things to find out (I think) but sorry for that interruption. What can I do as Intel?
"Scanning sir," Casta moved his paw held scanner back and forth across the room. "Original four remaining life forms have been detected, they haven't moved an their still alive. Two on the bridge, one in the engine room and the other appears to be." Casta checked the scanner gain glancing around the room, drawing his Ion pistol. "It seems as if we have a living Tango in here with us."
Having materialized with the rest of the crew, Joseph looked around. There were no corpses in this area, but the head doctor knew that some of the enemy ship's crew had died. With any luck, he would be able to perform a scan to see how they had been killed, and relay the information back to the Genesis. Such information could be useful in future battles.
"We should stun the living beasts," Riggurt suggested. "They won't be able to tell us why they're here if we kill them."
Jeanbean replied over the comm "Not that I'm a doctor, but won't stunning them possibly affect movement and memory for a few days?"
OOC: can we set our weapons to stun? We may have to go hand-to-hand.
BIC:
Brushdale was immediately conceded at the notion of possible being detected.
Lowering his body, he told he spoke:
"Casta, your with me. Lee, stay with the doctor and keep scanning and hacking. Try to get all the information you can. But keep your weapons close. Me and Casta will find who's in here."
"Casta, come on." The two officers went about looking for the person in the cargo bay.
Riggurt replied to the question. "There's a fifty-fifty chance of memory loss, but I think it's a risk we should take. Some of their limbs may be temporarily paralyzed, but that won't prevent them from speaking to us."
"Sir if it is possible I can blast them with a scrambler and disorient them." Casta volunteered, moving into position behind Brushdale. "They will be easy to subdue when they can't understand up from down, plus it won't hurt memory just hearing for a few minutes."
Joseph drew his pistol from its holster, setting it to stun. "I don't think that's a good idea," He replied. "They may be disoriented, but they'll still be able to use weapons. I don't want to risk anyone getting hurt."
Brushdale raised his radon rifle, trying to hear every sound, every moment, in an effort to find the hostile.
"I think I hear something over here." He said as he moved toward a large storage container.
Joseph scanned the container with his x-ray device. "The metal messes with my scan, so it's a little hard to tell for sure," he said, "but I think there's a weasel or stoat in there."
Quote from: Sagetip, the hare on January 05, 2015, 11:58:02 PM
Jeanbean replied over the comm "Not that I'm a doctor, but won't stunning them possibly affect movement and memory for a few days?"
OOC: Sage, you weren't with the away team...
And you can report on stuff that we aren't specifically sending experts to take care of.
"Alright, but we proceed with caution." Brushdale said. "Longeye, you take the left flank. I'll take the right. We break open the container and stun him. Maybe we can get some info out of him when we get back to the ship."
"On it sir." Casta moved left lining himself up for an easy shot inside the box, readying a pair of plasmatic pawcuffs. Remembering Brushdale's orders he set the pistol to stun and waited for the Commander's signal to break in.
OOC: Soren you can PP Casta when you attack the box IF you need too.
OOC: Ok, thanks but I might not need to do it that much.
BIC:
"On my mark, one, two, THREE!"
The two broke open the storage bin, revelling a weasel.
"Drop it!" He yelled, holding a knife. Casta then immediately stunned him.
A perfect shot right into the weasels temple, moving quickly Casta secured the creatures paws behind it's back with the cuffs.
"One Tango down three to go." Casta called rolling the weasel over. "I'll send a scan over to the Genesis to see if we can get an ID on him." Turning on a wrist close examination device, he passed it once over the unconscious weasel catching every single detail from the shape of it's head to any scars or markings, and sent it back to the M.R.S. Genesis for further analysis.
OOC: do I analyze it?
OOC: Ask Delthion. ???
OOC: Ok...
Jenbean quickly scanned the results from the away team. Turning to the captain, he said, "Your move, sir. The general scan results don't show any abnormalities."
"Very well," said Hastigeth as he pressed the comm. "Chief, lock onto the doctor with the weasel and energize."
OOC: me?
OOC: No, I'll let Izeroth control when they beam up. We don't really need a transporter chief.
Joseph scanned the downed weasel. "No major injuries to his organs or skeleton," he reported. "He's knocked out cold, but the brute will recover soon enough."
Jenbean contacted Riggurt with the comm. "Doctor, the scan Casta did is general, so it would be a good idea to do a longer and more sophisticated scan when possible."
Turning back to the other ship schematics, which still needed information taken when Brushdale's team finished the search, Jenbean shook his head. Where did the ship come from?
"Yes, my intention was to send them over to study most of the ship, then send a large party to look more closely, to tear it up if necessary."
"Sir, Nsyslest files are plentiful on the M.R. databanks, but it seems vague as to the detection of buildings or ships. I'm thinking of a cloaking device... but I'm not sure." Jenbean was nervous, he was usually ready with lots of information.
"That's more than I expected, well done." said Hastigeth, reassuringly.
"Aye, captain, thanks. I was thinking of sending a probe android to scout the surface... but we need to d a quick scan once there to see the lay of the land, in terms of natural geography." Jenbean commented. He tapped his temple unconciously, a sure sign of nervousness. "If they have anti-air defenses..."
OOC: We're not close enough, sorry...
OOC: I said once there, not right now. I might be off more longer then normal, I need to wrk on the map.
OOC: OK, sorry.
"I don't think we should waste any of the probes, they were actually the hardest part to develop, they were also fitted with HSDD, we'll send them in if it is necessary and only if it is absolutely necessary."
Nyroc stood next to a door in the cargo bay. "Ensign Lee, what's the status of your attempt at getting info from their computer?" He turned to Casta "Longeye, as soon as Lee is done and we can get a map of this ship, we need to go to the bridge. If it's anythinrg like the Genesis, we can control most ships functions from there."
"All right, we'll just use scanners for the planet surface. It might be a good idea to keep a lookout for more surprises, unless they're cloaked like the one we just encountered." Jenbean guestured out of the viewport to the other ship.
"Yes, yes of course. The good thing is that cloaking leaves a display of tachyon emissions. Bad news is, it's so faint, that we can barely detect it." said Hastigeth with a wry smile.
Casta grimaced, "Aye sir, we should push there ASAP in case the other survivors get this ship moving an were stuck on board," the squirrel replaced his equipment and readied his pistol. "Alright sir I'm ready when you are."
"Alright, Lee will have to come with us. No one should be left behind here." Turning to Ensign Lee, Nyroc ordered:"Come on Ensign, you can do your work from the bridge. Do we have a map yet, or a schematic or something?"
OOC: I can't post a detailed post right now, and I haven't really been following along much. I'll edit later, but basically, yes, she does.
OOC: Ok then, we will just operate under the assumption that her map is legit and use it to get to the bridge.
BIC:
"Good, we can use this map to get to the bridge." Said Brushdale. "There should be a hallway down to the right after we exit the door of this cargo bay. Then we can go left, right, up the turbo lift, right and onto the bridge. Longeye, Lee, come on." The trio left the cargo bay.
Angelica entered the captains ready room in a foul temper. "I'd like to know what's going on. I am highly disturbed that you haven't kept me informed on this matter. This is a potential alien encounter, even if its not, It requires diplomatic tact. You can't just go in blasting threw resistance like a western marsh boor,"
"First, of all my good diplomat. We aren't blasting through their resistance, second, we are only on a scientific expedition in regards to the ship, and they are all either unconscious or dead and we are bringing them back onboard the ship were you will be fully informed." said Hastigeth, now his face brightened. "And my apologies, in the chaos I had forgotten about you."
Jenbean, who had nothing better to do in his time, chose to attend to the diplomat. Leaving his pistol on the desk, he walked over to her. "First, this obviously offensive mauneuver made by our..." Jenbean guestured at the ship. "friends, is a clear sign that diplomacy is a clear 'no' from them. Even with diplomatic immunity, you would probably still be killed or take hostage. As a matter of fact, you better get back to your quarters, it's safer there. Do you have a weapon? Oh wait, those villians haven't had a chance to board us, and never will. Let me assure you, unless you use the transporter and enter the other ship, you are perfectly safe.
"Sit down, sit down my good man! And who gave you access to my ready room? I will deal with this, we don't want to anger imperial authority."
"I understand that they struck first but that only makes the situation more delicate. You of all people should understand that diplomacy is not just talks in large halls with a bunch of diplomats and politicians. We can't afford to be making enemies out here, If there is anything that we can do to remedy the situation those steps should be taken. The way I see it there are two explanations. First we have actually encountered an alien race, or secondly some of the survivors of the ark ship found a way to build themselves a ship. Either way things must be taken carefully,"
OOC:Sorry, I thought that since I was Intel I would be in your ready room. Let's say I overheard the conversation on the comm and came up to investigate.
BIC: "'Pologies, Captain. I thought my assistance might be needed. I'll return to my post. But first, I must make a statement to our seasoned diplomat. There is no alien race, multiple scanners say that our... captive... is a weasel. Good day, sir."
"Doctor Riggurt here," Joseph said on his comm. "I would like to ask the diplomat a question. How are we supposed to be 'careful' when these beasts have expressed a clear desire to kill us? I'm sorry, but diplomacy doesn't work in a situation like this."
Meanwhile, back on the enemy ship:
"Longeye! Allen! Hurry up!"
The trio we making their way to the bridge when the enemy ship shook some. The three M.R. officers looked around, trying to find the reason for the disturbence. "Genesis, this is Brushdale. This ship just shook some. Did you fire on it? Or did something happen over here?"
Hastigeth responded to the diplomat. "Yes, I do understand, and Jenbean, yes, he may have been a weasel, but this is obviously alien technology! Certain steps must be taken!" Upon hearing the Doctor's comm message Hastigeth said; "My my, how did a doctor get a listening device into my ready room? This is most intriguing. I should have you all court-martialed! Is there no respect for when a captain is in a meeting?!" Hastigeth regathered himself and responded to the Commander's message. "No Commander, we did not fire on the vessel. Jenbean, I assume that while you had left your station there were some tachyon readings? Now, Ambassador Sevill, you have all of the attention of the prisoner, in fact, you can be the one who is questioning him for all I care! I would have the Commander accompany you though. But if you want to, just say the word~
"I have no listening devices, sir," Joseph responded. "You forgot to turn off your comm, which was still linked with mine. I naturally assumed that this was a public conversation. Before accusing a trusted doctor, who I would like to remind you has served faithfully without incident for many years and has been applauded for his work on multiple occasions, you should thoroughly investigate the situation. This is a military operation-- we cannot be pointing paws like a bunch of dibbuns."
"I would Like that very much, I wish to be informed as soon as he is well enough to answer a few questions. He may just be able to give us some insight into what happened to the ark ship,"
"But doctor, I haven't called you from this station yet so I couldn't have left it open to your station." said Hastigeth, now turning to the wolf he said "Yes, he very well may be able to do just that."
"Brushdale to Genesis" Nyroc said over the comm. "If you didn't fire, then something must have happened on the ship. We will investigate further."
Brushdale turned to ensign Allen: "What does your scan reveal?"
OOC: I meant your portable comm. You forgot to turn it off earlier.
Jenbean saluted and stalked back to his station, and reported back over the comm. "Indeed, Captain, there is faint tachyon readings. Plan of action?"
Casta looked concerned fiddling with his equipment and hanging back slightly, finally he jumped forward tapping the large badger on the shoulder and whispering in his ear. "Commander I don't like it, were doing this way to easy, permission to hold here while I check something with the captain?"
OOC: He whispered so it should go unnoticed by the rest of the team.
Allen looked baffled and then retook her scans. "The inertial dampeners went offline, and the dim-core is overheating. Their grav plating will probably fail in the next thirty seconds. It's strange, we didn't hit their drive systems. Nothing appears to be malfunctioning... Might be an automated self destruct sequence? Whatever it is, we've got three minutes and nine seconds to get our people out of there."
"Ok then. Longeye, do what you need to, but do it while we're running. If we're gonna get anyone from here, it's gonna be whoever is on the bridge. Let's go."
The three officers took off down a hallway and up a turbo lift.
Casta nodded and continued running with the others. Turning on his comm he contacted Joseph.
"Hey Doc I got a question for ya, is there any way to dim one's life force for a short time to make it appear their dead?" He asked quietly hoping the Doctor was on a privet channel.
Joseph found Casta's question to be odd, but he answered it anyway. "Yes, it is possible," he replied. "But why would you possibly want to do such a thing?"
"Jenbean, target the tachyon emissions and fire a graviton beam, it should be able to destabilize their cloaking device."
"Yessir. It's as good as done." Jenbean hooked the sensors up to the weapon mainframe and targeted the emissions. A moment after he fired, the whole ship came into view as the cloaker was disabled. "Captain, the beam disables the device for twenty-five minutes, then it comes back online."
"Never mind Doc, but perhaps you should mind." Turning off his com Casta dodged around the others and ran beside Brushdale.
"Commander I may be worried for no reason but as a tactical officer none of this makes sense. I highly suggest a more cautionary approach to the bridge." Almost instinctively Casta switched his pistol back to high power.
"Open a channel." said Hastigeth to Jenbean who was filling in at comms.
OOC; Sage, is that alright?
"Caution is always advisable, Mr. Longeye." Said Brushdale as they neared the bridge.
"Here's our plan: We go in quietly, weapons on high stun. Once wece secured the bridge, Allen comes in. Allen, you download as much as you can from the bridge controls. Get any system information, anything we will need. Then we get out of here as fast as possible. Let's go."
The three officers approached the bridge entrance, when Brushdale and Longeye went in.
OOC: Yup.
Jenbean tapped out a few commands at his console and then entered his authorisation passcode. "Done, sir. It's open, you can add anybody you like."
OOC: Open a channel means open a communication line...
OOC: Is this from Star Trek? Really, I just wondered who was in the channel...
Casta and Brushdale burst into the bridge weapons at the ready, moving quickly Casta stumbled over the body of a downed ferret. Rolling Casta popped back up only to drop down again, narrowly avoiding a proton beam. Responding quickly he returned fire putting an Ion pules into his attackers foot and another into it's head.
Turning he watched as a rat raised a pistol towards Brushdale's back.
"Commander, drop." Casta yelled raising his pistol unable to get a clear shot around his large commander.
Brushdale moved and the rat fired his Ion pulse barely missing the commander and hitting Casta in the shoulder.
"Aaaagh!" The squirrel officer yelled in pain as the bolt connected, leaving him twitching and writhing.
Joseph waited outside the bridge, his pistol drawn. If all went well, Longeye and Brushdale would subjugate the bridge in the next thirty seconds.
The hare heard shots, ion and proton by the sound of it. A subsequent yell of pain eminating from the bridge reminded the doctor that, while Longeye and Brushdale were using weapons on stun, their enemies were not. Every instinct inside Joseph told him to go and help the wounded beast, but he had been given his orders. Orders were to be followed, even when the lives of beasts were at stake.
"CASTA!" Brushdale looked for the doctor.
"Joseph, get in here, now!"
Suddenly filled with rage, the badger broke from cover and fired a fully charge shot to where the attacking beast was. Not knowing wether it was effective or not, he plowed into the smokey gloom the blast created.
OOC: I'm not sure if it would be god-modding if I killed/wounded the guy on the bridge
OOC: I don't think it would, he's just an npc after all.
Joseph, hearing his name called, ran into the room. It was full of smoke, and appeared to have been pacified. Three beasts, all presumably stunned, lay upon the ground. Brushdale stood near the captain's chair, holding a smoking rifle. The slumping silhouette of Longeye could be seen in the smoky distance.
"Brushdale!" Joseph called, "What happened?"
"We came in firing, I was targeted but Longeye went down. I think I hit whoever was back there."
Brushdale slowly approached the smoking heap, charging his rifle again.
Joseph looked behind him. The smoking heap wore a distinctive red uniform. "May I inquire why you thought it necessary to shoot the captain?"
"He was trying to kill us doctor. I actually don't think he's dead yet." Brushdale walked to the beast lying on the ground. He had sustained burns, but Beyshdales shot was off. Too far to the right. The man was unconscious.
OOC: Is this alright?
OOC: What if he dies later on? Radon burns are always pretty severe, and it's hard to treat them.
"Put some bandages on him," Joseph instructed. He then moved towards Longeye, who was still slumped.
Casta jerked the pain in his shoulder was fading, he couldn't feel left arm arm or really the entire left side of his body. Hearing Brushdale yell and several energy blasts. Casta held still his entire body quivering, there was several footsteps to his left, they were lighter not large badger steps. Reaching quickly for his Ion pistol laying beside him, flipping over onto his deadened arm he aimed at the surprised face of Joseph.
For a second he aimed at the doctor wondering where he had come from before letting the Ion pistol fall from his deadening paw and clatter onto the floor. Rolling of his side and onto his back Casta stared up at the roof remembering to take long deep breaths, the pain was coming back.
"Remain calm," Joseph instructed the squirrel as he put a bandage on the wounded spot. "You won't die from your injury, but it will take you a while to recover."
OOC: Do we have a story teller, or someone who controls the environment and situations. Like wether or not someone is dead?
OOC: That's up to Delthion, I guess. I think we can kill npcs if we want to, though.
OOC: Yes, basically what Izeroth said. Except to kill a player's character first you need to clear it with the player and me. :)
OOC: Nonono, I ment characters that aren't one of us, in which case that would work nicely.
OOC: Hey I didn't want Casta to die, that's why I had him shot in the shoulder!!!
OOC:
Quote from: Izeroth on January 11, 2015, 06:35:53 PM
"Remain calm," Joseph instructed the squirrel as he put a bandage on the wounded spot. "You won't die from your injury , but it will take you a while to recover."
He will live. He's just hurt.
BIC:
Brushdale tryed to asses the situation. "Okay, doctor, as soon as your ready we are beaming out." He hit the communicator. "Away team to Genesis, stand by to beam us out."
"I'm ready to beam up when you are, sir," Joseph said.
OOC: Should I respond... my character might need Intel from the bodies. But it's up to delthion.
OOC: We don't know about it yet, and it doesn't pertain to you just yet. :)
Back on the bridge Hastigeth was dealing with the cloaked vessel with the help of Ambassador Savill. "Unidentified vessel. This is the M.R.S. Genesis, please state your identity. We have no intention of harming your ship."
OOC: Faiy, is that alright, and would you mind handling their captain? You're the most experienced RPer here.
Jenbean was impatient. "Captain, permission to rescan the ship after the Commander and his team are off of it? I feel... unsure."
OOC: Why are you attempting diplomacy with the vessel? We just took it over :P
OOC: maybe they have an AI to talk with.
OOC: Well, the ship is also going to explode soon...
OOC: NO, the other ship that we decloaked and that Jebean opened a channel to.
OOC: Oh..... is it ok if we beam from the enemy ship back to the Genesis right now, for the sake of streamlining things?
Joseph, along with the rest of the group, appeared in the beaming room. "Take the captain to the medical room immediately," he called to an assistant. "He'll probably die from his wounds, but there's a chance we can save him." Turning back to the group, the hare addressed Brushdale. "Notify the captain that we have taken multiple captives, and that they are all in good condition, save one."
"Brushdale to Captian Haigseth." He said over te comm. "We've taken several captives sir, one is being taken to Sick Bay." He paused. "And sir, Lieutenant Longeye sustained a blast wound, he is also in route to Sick Bay."
OOC: Yes, that's fine.
OOC: *facepalm* we already did!
OOC: I'm already in the transporter room, I can just beam from there.
BIC:
Brushdale, not showing any particular emotion, stepped on the transporter pad.
"Aye sir. Operator, energize." Brushdale faded from the transporter room and into the captian ready room.
Quote from: Delthion on January 12, 2015, 09:14:55 PM
OOC: We don't know about it yet, and it doesn't pertain to you just yet. :)
Back on the bridge Hastigeth was dealing with the cloaked vessel with the help of Ambassador Savill. "Unidentified vessel. This is the M.R.S. Genesis, please state your identity. We have no intention of harming your ship."
OOC: Faiy, is that alright, and would you mind handling their captain? You're the most experienced RPer here.
OOC: Wait, are you asking me to play the captain of the other ship (the one your hailing)? As for the answer to you question I don't mind I would just like you to PM me a few details first. Like who they really are and what there agenda is, weather or not you want them to cooperate and anything else you think might be important.
Casta walked stiffly to his bunk in the sick bay having retained the ability to walk he aloud one of the nurses to treat his injury. When they were finished the pain had faded into a light ach and he had received strict instructions from one of the nurses not to move his arm. Free to roam sick bay he paced back and forth bored and wanting something to do he stopped in front of the injured rat captain.
"He going to live?" Casta asked, the nurses having done all they could had left the rat strapped to the bed with all kinds of tubes and bandages. The nurse shrugged.
"I don't know sir, if'n he does it will be a miracle. You will have to ask Doctor Joseph, he just left to go help the Captain."
On the unidentified ship
"it seems that we have been spotted, drop cloak, and return the hale, without the visual," The beast in the captains chair commanded. "Genesis, this is Captain Morock of the Starship Agendum, we give our highest apologies for the unauthorized attack of our sister ship, and regrets for any casualty's or damage you may have suffered,"
OOC: Didn't Casta severely wound the captain?
OOC: Nope, Brushdale nearly killed the rat captain, while Joseph went to go help on the bridge ;)
OOC: That was a different Captain. There are two ships. The one that attacked us and one that just decloaked.
Over a private comm, Jenbean asked Hastigeth a question. "Sir, permission to record the conversation for records?"
"Yes, maybe we should." said Hastigeth in a lowered voice. Then he said to the captain; "Apology accepted Captain! I am Captain Hastigeth of the Mossflower Republic, we greet you and apologize for having to disable your ship! I'd like to ask the crew of your sister ship a few questions, nothing really. And then we can get them back to your ship. Is this satisfactory?"
"Sir, said Joseph, "I don't think we can return all the crew. The captain is in critical condition, and it looks like he isn't going to make it."
"Pardon me captain." said Hastigeth then responded to Joseph: "I'll transport whatever you need directly to your coordinates, just keep him alive! Sorry captain, the captain of your sister ship was badly wounded when he was shot while attacking one of my crew. We are trying to stabilize him but he will probably die."
On the Genesis bridge
There was a short silence on the com before Morock responded "You may keep the rest of the crew for questioning but I would like the captain to be beamed directly to our sickbay,"
Upon hearing this Angelica looked questioningly at the captain, and said in a lowered tone. "he may mean well and wish to save the captain however he may also be using this as an execution for disobeying orders, I would tread carefully captain,"
On the Genesis bridge.
"Yes, thank you Ambassador." said Hastigeth out of the corner of his mouth. "We would still like to learn more, and he won't survive the transport, my team has the medical supplies on the ship as we speak and are doing their best to save him, after that, I'd like to transport him here for a few minutes and you may transport over and be present during the questioning. But I'm afraid that we cannot allow you to have him just yet. As soon as we have questioned him, we will transport him straight to you."
On the Agendum's bridge
*No need for me to beam over. He won't make it that far, We both know that. I have superior medical technology, I can send over two of my medics to help with the transport. He should make it with the help of some stabilizers. Or you can let him die in your sickbay, it's up to you.* Captain Morock replied.
Jenbean frantically typed out commands and authorization codes as he recorded the conversation.
On the Genesis bridge.
*Yes, go ahead, send them, we'll try and get him stabilized, and thank you for your help.* said Hastigeth, hurriedly.
"Sir, he's been shot directly in the chest with radon weaponry. I highly doubt that there's much we or they can do for him. It would take... near miraculous technology to heal the wounds he's recieved. As much as I hate to say it, I have to agree with the diplomat here. They're probably just going to execute him when he comes onboard."
Jenbean commented. "Is he blindfolded? They may attempt to hold onto him and interrogate... and with a ship as advanced as theirs, whey may have that technology."
"Just follow my orders, commander stay alert. Make sure they don't try to pull anything, we'll teleport some extra security, just in case."
On the Bridge of the Agendum
*Just send me the coordinates of your sickbay and I will have them beamed over immediately* Morock said then switching com signals to his Sickbay he said *Prepare two medics for transport to the Republic ship, the Captain of The Ingenuity has been severely injured, you will need to stabilizes for transport and to have everything ready for his arrival, I wan't him kept alive, do you hear*
Jenbean bit his lip. The other captain could attack anytime.
OOC: Faiy, I meant the Ingenuity. :)
Brushdale walked out of the ready room. "Permission to take my place on the bridge, sir?"
"Permission granted commander." said Hastigeth, turning back to the comm; *Yes, we have sent them to you, thank you for your aid.*
The Genesis'es sickbay
Two unarmed medics beamed directly into sick bay with advanced med kits and stabilizers. They rushed over to where the captain of the Ingenuity lay strapped to a table.
OOC: Strapped to a table?...
In The Sickbay
"Hey" Casta yelled as the two medics appeared in the sickbay, two ferrets. They ignored most of the surprised nurses and made straight for the captain. There trying to break him out. Casta thought rushing towards the two ferrets.
"What you doing?" Casta yelled wishing he had a weapon or a communication device. The two ferrets ignored him and began working on the injured rat quickly and efficiently.
Fair said the medics were unarmed.
OOC: Woops I'll fix it.
Okay fixed
On the Genesis Bridge
Hearing reports of commotion Hastigeth commed the sickbay. *What is going on down there?! I already informed you about the medics coming over and that you were to assist them! Give them access to the captain, at once!*
Quote from: Sagetip, the hare on January 19, 2015, 04:24:04 AM
OOC: Strapped to a table?...
OOC: I was assuming that you didn't have restraining field technology and that he was in such a bad condition that you had to strap him down to keep him self from moving and injuring himself further.
BIC:
In the Genesis SickbayThe two ferrets ignored the doctor's fuss and replied quickly with out even faltering in what the where doing "We have orders from our captain and permission from yours to take this man to our sickbay. He wouldn't last a day in his condition in your care,"
"No offence of course," The other one added as he attached stabilizers to the captains arms chest and temples. Soon they where finished and the first one taped a device strapped to his upper arm and said, "Read from transport, three to beam directly to Sickbay," he said. Then all three faded and where gone.
OOC: Just a tiny detail, but replace any usage of the word "man" with "beast." Because, y'know, they aren't humans.
OOC: Faiy, I didn't give that permission, I gave permission for you to bring supplies over to help him from here, I assume that you know that though, and you are making them take him over covertly?
OOC: Going along with that...
Joseph rushed into the sickbay. "Where have they taken the captain?" He frantically asked a nurse. "They were not given permission to move him!"
On the Genesis Bridge
"Commander, take a security team and see what is going on down there, I'll shut down the transporters." said Hastigeth, sifting positions in his chair.
"Why were they let on the ship at all?" Casta yelled! "Doc, why did we turn off our shields too let them onboard, I had no way to stop them?" Casta gestured at his useless arm angrily.
OOC: LT, they haven't escaped yet.
OOC: Isn't "Doc" a little to informal?
OOC: Not for the Doctor, he doesn't really have a rank, he's respected but not the same way of say, a Commander.
OOC: Ya it kinda is however Casta in character Is angry and frustrated and a little confused besides he's shown himself not being the really respecting type.
Joseph spoke to Hastigeth on the comm. "Sir, the injured captain has been taken from the sickbay. It's too late to stop them-- they've already beamed to their ship. I recommend enabling our weapons and preparing our engines. We may have to get out of here very soon."
OOC: Sorry I miss understood. I suggested that he could survive the transport with stabilizers, and you said alright do that... so I did. any way I'll still keep what happened mainly because there is no way they could help him without transporting him to their ship.
BIC:
The Genesis Bridge
"Why did you let him do that!" Angelica fumed "Now we have lost a valuable asset,"
Morock's voice came over the come. *I'm sorry captain but I had no choice. I prefer not to loose another life on this trip. Before you say anything else, he is my man, I have a legal right to him, unless you want to declare war with us you cannot lawfully claim him,*
Angelica bit her lip, she knew he was right but her mind was fighting to find a loop hole. "He is right captain, we could claim him on the pretenses of prisoner of war but that would mean declaring war on them,"
On the Genesis Bridge
Hastigeth whispered to Savill: "Yes, one of the requirements of having a prisoner of war, would be to be at war." Then he said to the captain; *Yes, you do have the right to him, I don't assume that you would allow us to talk to him if and when you help him to a recovery.*
OOC: Guys, don't forget to post your location in bold above your post. :)
OOC: Alright, but I'm going to stop doing that after this whole ship fiasco is over. We don't need to know where everyone is all the time, and I frankly find it a little annoying
OOC: OK, thanks.
"Captain, would you prefer to scan the other ship, just in case?"
On the Genesis Bridge
"Hmm, no, but a tactical analysis would suffice." replied Hastigeth.
"Captain, maybe some of the intel we gathered from the first ship could help with this." Brushdale said.
"Alright sir. Commencing analysis. Results pending. Should recieve them in... 2.4 minutes. Commander, would you enter scan information from your trip? I'll compare with our new ship."
Brushdale nodded and input the download codes, then transferred them to the crewman's station.
The bridge of the Agendum
*I'm sorry captain but even in our care it will take him at least a full day to recover, and I am afraid we cannot stick around that long just to satisfy your curiosity*
OOC: Sage, a tactical analysis isn't actually scanning the vessel, it would be completed almost instantly.
On the Bridge of the Genesis
*Of course, I understand, farewell!*
OOC: What will a tactical analysis tell us?
Brushdale was suddenly concerned. "Captain, should we let them leave? We can't be sure they're telling us the truth."
On the Agendums bridge
*Farewell for now captain* Captain Morock said before the Genesis could do anything, the ship cloaked and engaged the HSSD.
OOC: what are we calling warp here? (I can never remember XP) I'll change it when I get an answer.
OOC: HSSD.
OOC: @Sage: It would tell us what weapons it had.
Jenbean breathed a sigh of relief. "Sir, we were able to get the ship analyzed in time. It has Mk. II proton beams, and First-level radion cannons. Ion pulses are few and far between... but the ones I did find were heavily modified. Overall, it's a close sister ship to the first one that the Commmander investigated. Anything else, sir?"
On the Genesis Bridge
"No, for now, that will be all!" said Hastigeth, turning to the Commander he said; "Well, what do you think, should we follow them? Or should we stay on course, most likely the ship will be heading to the same planet that we are heading to."
OOC: We can finally leave for nyslest!
On the Genesis bridge
Angelic had been listening to all the goings on since this had began. Her mind turning everything over carefully. She then turned to Jenbean
"I would like the recorded files of the previously held conversation with the Agendum to be sent to my quarters," She said before heading for the door.
"Yes, marm. Sending now." Jenbean entered an authorization code and sent the record.
Quote from: Delthion on January 22, 2015, 03:42:45 PM
On the Genesis Bridge
"No, for now, that will be all!" said Hastigeth, turning to the Commander he said; "Well, what do you think, should we follow them? Or should we stay on course, most likely the ship will be heading to the same planet that we are heading to."
Brushdale rubbed his chin thoughtfully. "Well, if we follow them, they will think we have a hostile intent. We already got most of the data. I think we should go, if we meet them again, then we can get more information. But for now, I'm not sure what following them would accomplish. If not a fire fight. And we're in no shape for that."
On the Genesis Bridge
"Yes, yes, I would agree with you. Helm, set a course for Nyslest. HSD factor two." said Hastigeth, leaning back in his chair.
OOC: Once we reach Nyslest, can we stop posting where we are in bold? It seem kind of irrelevant when everyone is on the same planet.
Joseph, who was in the laboratory, spoke to the captain on his comm. "Sir, some of the injured captain's blood is still on the operating table. It occurred to me that we could input his blood in the data banks, and see if there are any files that match with his DNA. It's possible that we have some data on that beast."
The Genesis Sickbay
"My thought's exactly," Angelica said walking into the laboratory. "I was just coming to see you about that very thing,"
OOC: The bold may seem useless but it actually really is helpful, things can get confusing very quickly, I think that it is a good idea to post it at the beginning of every post even if you think it is irrelevant. It also helps latter if someone needs to go back and check something, they don't have to read threw several pages of irrelevant text to find what they need. Also once we get to the planet it will be more important then ever to use the bold. You can elaborate on where you are on the planet. like in the alien cave or in the abandoned base. You may not like it but it makes everyone's job easier.
OOC: Allow me to elaborate. I more specifically meant that, once we get on the planet, we will all likely be traveling in the same general area. Therefore, it would be useless to post where we are when we're all in the same place. An exception to this could be when you are posting as the other captain, or as an alien. Not to mention the fact that always knowing where we are in the abandoned ship... kinda removes the mystery of some of it.
"On standby to recieve and analyze blood samples, Doctor Riggurt. All sensors that you need are at your disposal."
OOC: Is this alright? IDK if you have to get the permission of the captain to open sensor ability to someone, or if Riggurt already has the sensors, or if he is the one analysing it.
OOC: That kind of thing is just sensors in his specific room.
The Genesis Laboratory
"Alright, then," Joseph said on his comm. "I will analyze the blood samples and see the results."
Joseph inserted a small vial of the captain's blood into the DNA scanning machine. Within a few seconds, a soft beep emanated from it, signaling that the scan was complete. A profile appeared on the blue touchscreen.
"It says here that his name is Darek Eral," Joseph said to Hastigeth via the comm. "He graduated from Mossflower Fleet university near the top of his class, and was assigned as first officer to the M.R.S Radiant. He served onboard the ship for two months before being kicked out due to a dispute with the captain."
On the Genesis Bridge
"Hmm, why is that name familiar?" said Hastigeth to himself. "Oh of course! He was one of the volunteers on the Arkship! So then there must be survivors on Nyslest!"
Jenbean open a comm. "Captain, I can pull up record of all crewbeasts on the Arkship, if you so wish."
On the Genesis Bridge
"Hmm, I don't think that that will be necessary right now."
OOC: Alright. Would you rather I only did those kind of things when you ask?
OOC: No no, the initiative is great! You're a model crewmember! ;D ;D
OOC: How do you know what I said when I didn't speak on the comm? Also, maybe we should change the part about him being a member of the Arkship crew. It doesn't make much sense for themt o be returning there if they survived.
OOC: Maybe the crew wanted revenge... if they had a reason. Or the alien forces made them...
OOC: Would you mind editing that so you did open a comm please? Sorry, and yes, all of that will develop... ;D
"Interesting," Noted Joseph. "Should we relay this data back to central command? Ah, also, one more thing about him: it says that he was accused of murder, but never proven guilty."
Jenbean raised an eyebrow.
OOC: Best. Post. Evaaaaaaaaaa!
Angelica walked over to the terminal "Here let me see that," She said taking control of the terminal, and cross referencing the name Morock with the volunteers on the ark ship. then using the voice recordings taken from the com's between the two ships she was able to pinpoint the owner.
*Captain, I believe I have found out who our mysterious captain is, He is a weasel by the name of Earel Morrock, He went on the ark ship along with his brother wife and two kids... that's odd. It says here that he used to be a farmer...*
Jenbean frowned. "Hmmm, interesting. Marm, do you request more information of other arkship passengers..."
"We should work under the assumption that all of the Arkship volunteers are surviving extremely well." said Hastigeth, then getting up and turning to the bridgecrew he said: "Senior officers meet me in the conference room, it is just off of the bridge to the left."
OOC: Savill, Jebean, Joseph, Commander, and Rus's helm person.
"I try never to assume anything," Joseph replied as he walked to the conference room. "For all we know, Morrock and the other fellow could have slaughtered the entire ship."
" I doubt that," Savill said walking along beside the doctor. "Some of them, maybe, but not all of them, but that's best left for the conference table"
"Why would they even let someone who was charged with murder even step NEAR the ark ship, let alone be on it?" Brushdale said as he sat down at the conference table.
"They never convicted him of murder," Joseph replied. "He was accused of murder, but it was not proved."
"Innocent until proven guilty Commander, innocent until proven guilty." said Hastigeth, then he said: "Which makes what I am about to say rather ironic. We should most likely assume, that the creatures who manned those ships, and their helpers, whoever they might be, are most likely the cause of the distress signal sent by the more peaceable creatures that were on the Arkship. Suggestions?"
Brushdale looked up. "We head strait for the ark ship, and help that people there. We have no idea how many ship like that are out there, so no use trying to follow them, or attack them."
"Besides there cloaking function would make them extremely difficult to track." Savil said sitting down next to the captain "I would have to agree with Brushdale. They are citizens of the republic, we have a duty to get to Nsyslest as quickly as possible,"
"Yessir"
OOC: Sagetip, try to make your posts a bit longer than just a few words. It helps keep things moving.
OOC: I'm Sandpaw he's Sage :P
OOC: Of course.
Jenbean said, "Excuse me, but as I recall, we de cloaked the last ship by reading tachyon beam emissions. But at the rate they are traveling, we have no hope of finding faint emissions."
"Yes, yes, let's set a course for Nyslest, odds are we'll encounter the ship there as well." said Hastigeth, getting up, and walking towards the door slowly.
"Sir" Brushdsle said. "May I be excused?"
"What are you going to do?" asked Hastigeth as cordially as could be accomplished with such a question.
"Personal matters, sir." Brushdale said, rather unexpressionly.
"Of course, but be ready to come to the bridge at a moment's notice." said Hastigeth, making absolutely sure that Brushdale's personal matters would not come at the expense of Hastigeth's crew.
"Aye, sir" said Brushdale as he left the bridge. He returned to his quarters, and opened the pad again. Scrolling through various pictures of family and friends, passing the pretty young badgergirl from before, and finally landing on a diagram of a ship. M.R.S. Reliant, read the hull in the diagram. Remembering the past, Brushdale changed his thoughts to the future.
What was going on in this mission? he thought. If we don't find that ark ship, the. I'm sure this is just a big setup. But who would do such a thing?
OOC: Somene needs, to post, maybe del?
OOC: Yes, I've been putting it off so I don't have to read half a page whenever I get on! ;D
"Mr. Jenbean, how fast can we get to Nsyslest at HSD factor 3?" said Hastigeth turning to face Jenbean.
OOC: Isn't that for engineering? I have no idea how to answer, sorry. :-X :-\
OOC: Meh, I haven't watched ST in awhile, I think you would be a person to answer that since Rus isn't very active right now, so you are pretty much the secondary helm. ;D
OOC: Ah, ok. So we were about a week away when we were attacked, right?
OOC: Make about a day or so, otherwise the RP will drag.
Nyroc Brushdale was in stellar cartography, looking at the route the Genesis had to make. Quickly becoming bored, he went to the mess hall. Approaching the food dispenser, he spoke a command.
"Pasta. Angel hair."
Afterward, he sat down at a table, looking over the crew statistics.
8 bridge officers...
26 engeneers....
15 crewmen....
18 security officers....
13 science officers...
Nothing notable.
26 long-range communications sent within the last 24 hours....
68 inter-ship communications...
96 total communications.
Hmm. He wondered. That math doesn't add up right.
He went about search the ship data log for the missing two communications.
Conformance room
"I will be in my quarters," Angelica said leaving the conformance room and returning to her room. She sat down at a desk and began looking threw the files on the Ark ship. Particularly the ones on the two captains.
"Sir, calculations don by the navicomputer say... about a day." Jenbean replied in a crisp military tone.
"Very good thank you." Said Hastigeth, "Helm, set course to Nsyslest at HSD factor three."
Brushdale returned to the bridge.
"Captian."
He sat down, inwardly troubled, but not showing any signs for anyone else to notice.
OOC: It's spelled captain.
"Very good Brushdale, I trust that you got some rest?"
OOC
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BIC:
"Yes sir." Brushdale said , still contemplating the situation before him. He had ordered a young ensign to send him a comm if he found the missing message. He heard a chirp on his comm badge, indicating all messages were accounted for.
Quote from: Delthion on February 07, 2015, 10:31:00 PM
"Very good thank you." Said Hastigeth, "Helm, set course to Nsyslest at HSD factor three."
OOC: rus isn't posting, will we assume helm as already set us on the course?
OOC: Yes.
OOC: is there a way to determine when can we get to the planet? Or at least how much time has past?
OOC: Let's make it tomorrow, I'll post and ask the helm something, then we will reach the planet.
OOC: Ok, I'll revert to being quartermaster then.
OOC: But first Soren needs to come a little closer to figure out who's the traitor.
OOC: I'm going to go ahead and post, just because.
Casta marched angrily down to his room closing the door and sitting at his personal computer. Pulling the bandage off he inspected the injury, already it was healing the stiches having closed the burned skin but leaving a unsightly bald spot in his fur.
Pulling his uniform into place he fired up his security scanners giving the ship a quick check though. Seeing nothing unusual he laid back shutting his eyes tiredly. It had been a long day.
Brushdale was sitting in his quarters, letting the day go by. He didn't have too many chance just to sit down and relax.
An indicator light hummed on and a slight beeping eminated from his desk.
He got up.
The bridge crew shift was changing again. Nothing to worry about.
He sat back down, think hard about the problem before him. Who sent those messages, and why? Is there a spy? If so, what purpose does he serve being undercover on the ship?
He decided to attack the problem logically.
If the messages were from a spy, that person would have to have regular acess to the communication array. So that eliminated all the normal crewman. The spy would also have to have security codes for both long-range transmissions and short-range transmissions. That eliminated most but the senior staff and their assistants. The spy would also have to have some reason to do this. He started to inspect each of the possible suspects profiles.
It's not the captain, he wouldn't need to be a spy to take control or to send hidden transmissions.
Could it be that bratty diplomat? Maybe, he thought. She's a pacifist, or at least acts like one. Might she be trying to send messages about the ship so enemy's can quickly take it? He wished it was her. She could be a real pain sometimes.
Jenbean? Hmm, he's loyal to the uniform. Gets the job done. But he does work in intelligence and has the knowledge of how to hide a transmission.
Walker, the engineer? Probably not considering he would most likely get the engine blown up and have to deal with intelligence reports were he a spy.
Longeye? Possibly, he is the security officer and does have access to all that information. He would also be able to scan the ship and have acess to the communication array.
But with every possible suspect, Brushdale was left with a question: Why?
Casta was woken up by the sound of his long distance com beeping. With a sigh he turned it on with remaining quiet letting the caller speak first.
"The icicles in caves do not melt in summer." A low voice stated from the device making Casta glare at the communicator.
"Because the icicles in caves are made of stone." Casta snapped back angrily checking the scanners outside his room to make sure none were listening he turned back to the device. "What do you need, I have given you the location and the name of everyone I thought our last talk would be just that, the last talk."
"Well, well someone had a temper I see, sure hope its no because your sore from thy recent injury." The voice said cajolingly.
"How did you know, did your returned officer happen to recover so fast he could tell you he almost killed your only link to this ship."
"Ranking link that is, hardly my only one, as for the captain no he did not tell me, he's dead, I have known everything that goes' on in that ship since you gave me access to every computer on board, including yours." Casta watched as the screen display changed from outside his room to the bridge, then to the sickbay then back to his room where he saw himself watching the screen.
"You made your point." Casta growled watching as it began to run though the ships files and logs. "So what do you need from me now?"
"More access, you haven't given me access to the Commander or Captain's computer and that is what I originally wanted, you failed me Longeye." The voice had lost its unseal superior tone and now sounded angry.
Casta bit his lip knowing what was coming. "I'll see what I can do, I'll do my best. please don't!"
"Don't fail me again." The device flicked off and Casta gave a sigh of relief, he had been feeling merciful today. Suddenly electric volts burst from his back sending spikes of pain running though his body, the device implanted in his back heated up leaving him writhing on the ground.
Jenbean opened up the public M.R. Nyseslest data and gave it a quick scan. Nothing special, just the normal stuff that he had already memorized. The officer clicked the "Specailized Clearence button and entered the authorization codes. This information he digested with vigour.
The planet Nyseslest was a rocky moon, with few, if any, fertile areas. It's also known as planet 2018. Coordinates are (26, 65), Tarraba sector. Artificial buildings are nonexistent, excluding the Arkship presence. Population: N/A
Jenbean shook his head. It was too... open. If the Arkship survivors had weapons, then any landing ship, away team, or approaching enemy would be in plain line of fire. He would have to file a report with the QM for special equipment.
"What in the world?" said Brushdale as he leaned over his console. He was going over old internal sensor data in an effort to find the spy, when he saw the sensors had picked up a short but strong electric signal emanate from one of the upper decks. He tried to track the source.
He scanned the decks on by one, looking for residual electric signatures that only a charge this strong would leave. However, the would soon diminish.
Not the bridge...
Not deck 2...
Not deck 3...
Not deck...wait!
Deck 4 had what appeared to be a possible residual electric signature.
It's not much to go on. But it's worth looking into.
He checked to see who was on deck 4.
Jenbean is on the bridge.
That diplomat was in the guest quarters on Deck 4.
Longeye was in his quarters on the same deck.
The other potential suspects were all on the lower decks.
Having narrowed the field down to two suspects, he thought it was time to include the Captain in his investigation. He hailed him over the comm.
"Captain, this is Brushdale. May I have a word with you at your convenience?"
"Of course! Not much else to do, I'll see you in my ready room immediately!" Said Hastigeth, glad to have something to do.
Brushdale hurried over, knowing that every second counts when dealing with espionage.
He stepped into the ready room.
"Sir, I have some disturbing news. I think there may be a spy on board." He related all the information he had gathered to the captain, waiting for a response and some instruction.
OOC: Are we assuming that Brushdale and soonly Hastigeth are the only ones trying to find the traitor?
OOC: For now, yes. Brushdale hasn't shared his findings with anyone else. But that may change depending on what Hastigeth says we should do.
Hastigeth furrowed his brow and lowered his head onto his thumb and index finger, with his elbow propped up on the desk. "This is definitely worrying, keep up your investigation, you're relieved of bridge duty while you're investigating. It's not a punishment, we just need your efforts focused solely on identifying the spy. You shouldn't tell me who you think it is, I'm a terrible actor!" Said Hastigeth with a light chuckle, lightening the mood a little. "Anyway, focus all of your efforts on finding out who this is, and if that's all your dismissed!" Said Hastigeth, waiting for Brushdale to speak again.
"Aye, sir." Brushdale said simply. He took his pad and started to walk out the door, but instead said "Sir, I may need help. Any suggestions on wether or not we should include one of the senior staff, at least to assist in the investigation? If so, who?"
"Hmm," said Hastigeth quietly. "Probably, your suspects for the present are the only ones that make sense, I would recommend Jenbean, probably the one with the most knowledge of the ships ins and outs."
"Very well sir." Brushdale said before leaving the ready room.
He hit his communicator badge.
"Brushdale to Jenbean, meet me in my quarters."
"Yessir, arriving promptly."
Jenbena stopped short of the commander's door, armed only with his comm and datapad. He knocked three times and waited.
Brushdale opened the door.
"Come in Jenbean, I've got some news. This is absolutely confidential that only myself and the captian have any knowledge of. You are not to relate this information to anyone or to tell anyone what your orders are to anyone.
"Have a seat."
Brushdale conveyed everything that he had to the captian.
"I need you to help me track down this spy. Keep your eyes open for anything suspicious, and I'll get back to you with further orders."
Thte Intel officer nodded and then left the room.
Once in his own quarters, Jenbean immediately activated a restraining code on the comm network. He entered all the names of the crew members for security clearence, then commed Brushdale and asked for a list of suspect names.
While he waited for an answer, Jenbean began a sweep of all records of crew members: security personnel, engineering officers, ordinary soldiers, senior commanders, not one beast missed his notice. medical, criminal, school, all manner of records were searched for any signs of unusual activity.
OOC: How much should I find out?
OOC: That's up to Del.
BIC:
"That stinkin' diplomat and Longeye." Brushdale replied to Jenbean over the secure channel.
"Alright. I'll monitor any messages they send or recieve."
Jenbean entered the names and began the advanced monitoring. Then he checked his earlier record search for any problems.
OOC: THis is where Del has to decide whether or not I find out Casta has that implant.
OOC: It would have been secretly attached almost without Casta knowing not really in hospital records, It would have been placed on his back a little before the Arkships takeoff during a extensive surgery after an accident on the home planet without the doctors consent.
BIC: Casta walked into the mess deck and slumped into a table. Covered in cold sweat some of his muscles still twitching from the violent electric shocks. Gulping down a bottle of water he poured the last of the liquid over his head trying too stem the headache that still pounded in his skull.
Under his breath he cursed whoever was doing this to him, whoever and whatever he could think of.
Snatching a roll from off a plate he made his way to the bridge, seeing he was wasn't needed he left wondering aimlessly. Eventually making his way too the prison bay.
The guard on duty let him in with hardly a nod recognizing his superior officer. Casta made his way too the clear holding cell where a single weasel slumped awake and looking bored. The same creature Casta had stunned before during the raid.
Crouching by the small rectangle hole in the prison Casta tapped the barrier alerting the weasel of his presence.
Jenbean had entered the camera system, and was monitoring Casta. He began the recording, with three monitoring devices. One inside the cell, one in the hallway, and an audio recorder near the cell door.
OOC: Don't find it out until we are on the planet for a bit, just a surprise attack on an expedition that Savill didn't have any knowledge of.
OOC: Alright, I'll investigate Savill so Jenbean doesn't find out to much about Longeye.
BIC: Jenbean opened up the records or Angelica Savill and took a look. He didn't see anything different, normal medical records (booster shots and such), clean criminal record, not any problems in school... Savill was clean.
Brushdale had done his own reaserch, but hadn't dove as deep as Jenbean had. He hailed him over a secure channel.
"Jenbean, report."
This was taking too long. We're almost to the planet, and we need to do something about this spy. he thought.
The weasel tried to ignore Casta looking at the blank wall leaving his back towards the squirrel. Casta tried again to get his attention by tapping the thick glass softly.
"What's your name?" Casta asked.
"Not telling."
"Who do you work for?"
"I still ain't telling."
"Do you know who I am?"
"Not a clue tree-rat."
Casta rolled his eyes before standing moving away from the glass he muttered angrily to himself.
"Good, last thing I need is you knowing who I am and telling the whole ship." While walking past the guards post Casta stuck a small listening device under the desk and continued on, he had to plant a lot of them.
Quote from: Soren the Warrior on March 02, 2015, 04:23:21 PM
Brushdale had done his own reaserch, but hadn't dove as deep as Jenbean had. He hailed him over a secure channel.
"Jenbean, report."
This was taking too long. We're almost to the planet, and we need to do something about this spy. he thought.
The officer responded. "Sir, I've done record searches on Savill and Longeye. Savill's clean, and Casta only got a standard M.R. ID implant. That's what the official medical records say, at any point.
"The comm monitor I planted didn't pick up any transmissions from either of them. Maybe they know I'm investigating, or maybe they aren't doing anything. Going back to records, Savill didn't have anything discriminating. Casta, however, was associated with sudden disappearences, then returning. That's all, Commander."
OOC: So I have no idea as to what to do know. Sandpaw, Del, any suggestions?
Hastigeth pressed the comm button and said, "All bridge personnel to the bridge. We have reached Nyslest."
OOC: I'll include the QM in this, as she's needed for the ground trip.
BIC: Cynthia and Jenbean both reported to the bridge. Cynthia carried a paper list of what she had equipped for the soldiers, and Jenbean carried a datapad.
Brushdale arrived at the bridge, standing at attention by his first officers seat, facing the veiwscreen.
He turned toward the captian.
"Sir, what's our first plan of action? I suggest we go to yellow alert."
OOC: I'm not sure if we use red, yellow and blue alerts in this, or is it just tactical alert.
Savill entered the bridge. "Have scans detected any life signs on the planet? any sign of the settlements?" She asked taking a seet in the chair to the captains left.
Casta walked onto the bridge as Savill asked for a planetary scan, taking his position he waved a paw to get the captains attention.
"Captain, a large scale scan may alert anybeast that were here, to be cautious I would advise against it unless we want our presence known." He warned.
"Yes Casta, agreed." Said Hastigeth. "No, Ambassador, there have been no settlements or life signs found. Jenbean start a pinpointed scan where the arkship presumably crashed."
OOC: My posts are having problems actually being posted, so I'll just say that he did.
OOC: I know right! what's up with these "request time outs"?
OOC: Just press refresh and then post, then it will work just fine.
Brushdale stood at attention on the bridge, and turned to Haigseth.
"Sir, I suggest we send an away team to the surface to see what's down there. One of us two should lead it sir."
"Yes. Agreed, you can take it. Just keep within range of your comm and keep it turned on."
"Aye sir." Brushdale turned to the crew. "Jenbean, you two," he said as he motioned to two security officers. "A medical officer and…Savil. We may need some 'diplomatic skill' on the mission, depending on what we find."
Brushdale headed though the door. "Brushdale to Sick Bay, have a medical officer report to the transporter room for an away team."
They stepped into the transporter room to beam down, everyone in place. When they arrived on the planet, it had very little vegetation. The sun was just comi over the horizon, casting a brilliant Ray of light across the small hills and revines. It cast extremely long shadows, to where if need be, someone could hide among them. Brushdale looked around through his binoculars, looking for evidence of the ark ship. A revine, probably used to be a river bed, had some sort of debris in it. It was maybe a mile away.
"Alright, let's head this way." He said as they set off across the brightly let plains.
Casta followed Brushdale the Ion pistol strapped securely to his leg leaving slight rub marks as they marched. He continually scanned the horizon for any signs of hostility from anybeast or anything. His paws twitching nervously ready to jump at the slightest thing.
The wind began to pick up creating a slight headwind making it harder to march ahead, Casta stepped behind Brushdale allowing the large badger to take the brunt of the strong breeze following in his wake Casta justified the slightly easier trek thinking the badger wouldn't be able to get behind any other member of the team anyway.
Jenbean fingered his ion pistol. This was too easy. His eyes darted to and fro as he monitored the land ahead for problems.
Upon seeing the ravine, the fox pulled up a data pad and started mapping the area he had seen by voice command. "Begin entry... After transporting down, we stood on flat ground. Small hills and mound along with the occasional ravine, dot the landscape. We began headed to a dry riverbed, approximately a mile away."
The headwind sprung up and Jenbean chose to stick to the small boulders dotting the land. Better then sheidign behind a badger, he thought.
The breeze was effecting Brushdale, making him chilly. He continued to march in cautious silence though. He made sure to note both Castas position as well as Savil's. He also wanted the group to stay close together. If either of them tried anything, he was confident he and Jenbean could stick it out.
Only half a mile to go, then everthing breaks loose he thought.
Sensing the badger's intentions, Jenbean broke cover and ran to where Savil was walking. Slowing his pace to match her's, he chose to make idle conversation. "Looks like that riverbed is't to far off. Wouldn't want to be near it at all, how 'bout you?"
Savil looked around at the desolate surroundings, For the sake of this mission she had taken up an Ion pistol and strapped it to a belt around her waist. She did not intend to use it but protocol demanded that every member of an away team be armed. A head wind sprung up but she did not make any futile attempts to avoid it.
"Looks like that riverbed is't to far off. Wouldn't want to be near it at all, how 'bout you?"
Savil looked at him quizzically, "That river bed may contain some important clues as to what is going on here. I will not discount the fact that there may be some kind of conspiracy or alien invasion at work here but then again there may be a perfectly decent explanation,"
Jenbean mentally chided himself. Of course! He managed a smilee and responded. "Oh, of course. I never realized. It's to bad we can't get a scan, anything in that pit would detect the radio waves."
As the team approached the river bed, Brushdale raised his hand.
"Let's take this slow, we don't want anything to go wrong. Approach with caution."
Jenbean took no chances. He constantly stopped and looked, intent on finding anything that might be hiding.
"We should split up," Joseph suggested. "One group could head to the main bridge, while another could investigate the living quarters."
Casta was the first to reach the riverbed jogging ahead of the rest of the group. it was just that, a empty river with a few plants growing up out of it. As the others arrived Casta saluted Brushdale.
"All clear sir just checked it out, nothing there." He said quickly looking around the barren area. A sudden beeping sounded on his long range comm device. Casta knew who it was and he was trapped. Quickly he turned it off cursing his bad luck silently and hopping the others hadn't noticed.
OOC: Do you want us to notice?
BIC: Jenbean surveyed the sparse area. "Well, not much here. Permission to scout ahead, Commander?"
OOC: Yeah, I thought I had made a post but I guess not.
BIC:
As Brushdale and the others approached Casta's location, they heard a slight noise.
"Are you getting a transmission from the ship Longeye? If not, cut the receiver so you don't get feedback." Brushdale said, rather unassumingly. He didn't want to give the impression that he now suspected Longeye, but he still motioned slightly to Jenbean, trying to let him know what he know thought.
"Go ahead Jenbean, scout ahead. Stay on the channel, though."
Jenbean activated his comm and advanced.
The riverbed was mostly deserted, the odd boulder or pile of pepples showing. The fox observed the area, not seeing any activity. He chanced a glance over his shoulder. Longeye was still standing where he had stopped. Jenbean tuned his comm listener to Casta's frequency.
OOC: Should I listen to Casta's message? Or sya he jammed the signal?
OOC: It's up to him, he was going to somehow incriminate himself, unintentionally.
OOC: Yup your suppose to catch me doing something sneaky and Casta is suppose to crack under pressure or something I'll give you another go.
BIC: Casta nodded to Brushdale before following Jenbeam down to the river bed glad they hadn't found the com call suspicious. Suddenly the com piece began beeping again as if desperate to be answered. Casta almost panicked turning the thing off throwing it away and down into the riverbed where it disappeared among the rocks.
Seeing the others staring at him Casta quickly came up with and excuse.
"Blasted thing wouldn't stop beeping, must have been broken." Casta said nervously small beads of sweet dripping down his face nervously licking his lips. It sounded lame and he knew there was about to be some awkward questions.
Jenbean paused his search. Casta's comm had beeped again! He slowly turned around and headed to the right, using his tracker to loocate the abandoned comm Longeye had thrown. He found it quickly and inspected it. Nothing was broken! He walked up to Casta, holding out the comm piece. "Excuse me, but I believe you threw away a perfectly functioning comm piece."
Casta accepted the com glaring furiously at Jenbeam. He was a bout to place the com piece back when it began beeping again, clearly whoever was trying to contact him was not going to give up.
"Its not from the ship, its from the planet someone must have discovered my frequency." Casta said at last. "Should I answer it sir?" He asked Brushdale.
Brushdale wanted to know what was behind all this. If Longeye was sincere, then he would confess. If not, they could have a blood bath on their hands.
"Answer it." Brushdale said, keeping his rifle closer to his hand. He motioned to Jenbean to also be ready for something to happen.
Hastigeth, though he knew that this was a standard amount of time to wait before contacting the ship he felt uneasy, pressing a button he opened a channel with Brushdale and said, "Status report Commander.
"Standbye Captain" Said Brushdale. He turned to Longeye again. "Answer the message. Now."
Casta bit his lip hard pressing the button on the communicator. There was a moment silence then the voice spoke up.
"I know your on the planet, leave them and get on the other side of the riverbed, you will be picked up there." The voice ordered then the communicator beeped shutting off.
Casta glanced at his companions his paw twitched slightly.
"I'm sorry." He murmured. Pulling the Ion pistol from its holder in a flash of an eye he fired the bolts towards Jenbeam's and Brushdale's footpaws. The weapon was on high power and he didn't want to kill them.
Not waiting to see if he had hit them he threw himself sideways. He rolled into the dried riverbed coming to a halt at the bottom. Picking himself up he made a dash toward the other side taking a zig-zag pattern to avoid any shots.
Brushdale fell back onto his back, then got back up, pain splitting his leg, looking for Longeye.
"Brushdale to Genesis! Longey is the traitor, shots fired, Not sure how many injured, I'm in pursuit."
Brushdale hurried after Longeye, even though the squirrel was much faster then the badger. "Longeye!" He couldn't keep running, one of his ankles was bleeding. He walked back to where the others were. "Jenbean, report. Is everyone ok?"
The fox officer had made a lunge for Longeye, he had missed the shot all together. He quickly drew the ion pistol, trying to mark Casta as he responded to Brushdale.
"Yessir, Longeye didn't wait for much. I can't see anybeast on the other side of the riverbed... permission to give chase? Not to insult you, sir, but I'll be much faster."
"Granted of course" Said Brushdale, with the faintest hint of a smile.
He tapped his comm badge.
"Brushdale to Genesis, can you get a lock on Casta Longeye?"
OOC:
Faiy should post sometime soon.
Jenbean broke cover, dashing out from behind a large boulder. He loped out across the riverbed, keeping his keen eyes focused on Longeye.
OOC: LT, you can do whatever you want to stop Jenbean from reaching the far side, as long as it doesn't main/kill him.
OOC: Alright,
BIC: Casta put on an extra burst of speed dodging and ducking the whole time. Looking back he noticed Jenbeam running behind him coming fast. Without a moment of hesitation Casta pulled a scrambler from his belt hurling at Jenbeam. The grenade burst close to the hare sending off powerful shockwaves knocking the hare off his feet.
Gaining the far side of the riverbed Casta glanced around franticly looking for his pick up. Suddenly the ground under his footpaws rumbled and shook knocking him off his feet. A small ship pulled itself from the ground hovering near a shocked Casta.
He could only guess how it had got there but when a door opened he didn't hesitate. Leaping forward as only a squirrel could he jumped into the open doorway. It snapped shut and the ship turned speeding off across the wastes and disappearing into the horizon.
Casta looked up, besides himself a rat pilot the only other occupant was a weasel were in the slightly cramped interior.
"Who are you, why did you pull me out of my cover." Casta growled angrily pointing his Ion pistol at the weasel. It smiled disarmingly picking up what looked like a small command pad.
"My name matters naught and why I took you from your cover also matters naught. However you may have equipment and implants that they could track you with so I need you to go to sleep."
Casta looked at the weasel confused and unsure of what he should do. Then with a flick of his claw the weasel pressed a button on the command pad.
Casta fell screaming to the floor the Ion pistol lay forgotten as he writhed. The pain was so intense it soon knocked the screaming squirrel unconscious.
Removing all of Casta's equipment the weasel abandoned it out of the speeding ship. Letting it shatter on the rocks and dirt leaving a false trail on the planet surface.
OOC: SO sorry... XP
BIC: When Casta had run Angelica had given chase. Scrambling down the bank of the dried river bed after him with Jenbean. The Grenade had missed her only managing to slow her down a bit. She now stood on the far bank watching as the strange ship disappeared. She had been able to get a good look at it but it was so fast she could not be sure of what she saw. It was all slipping away now as she struggled to remember all the details.
*Savil to Brushdale* She said tapping her com *I got a good look at that ship he was taken off in... Now I am no expert but it looked like some kind of advanced land cruiser*
OOC: Are we doing the *s for comm badges? Ok, whatever.
BIC:
*Ackknowledged* He said over the comm.
*Brushdale to Genesis, can you beam us up? We have a description of the ship Longeye got a ride in. We can use the Genesis sensors to track it.*
Jenbena glanced down at his datapad. "Huh, interesting. They've got special jammers, our comms are completely functional but my 'pad's gone haywire."
Brushdale tried to fire a shot at a nearby rock, but nothing happened. "Meets pins aren't working either." He thought for a moment. "We're sitting ducks if they want to come down on us."
*Brusdale to Genesis, immediate beam up of the away team!*
*Carrentha.* "I'm sorry---but---breaking---beam-up----impossible."
Hastigeth got up from his chair and beamed down just outside of the jammed area with a few extra guns and supplies.
"We should take shelter. We are sitting ducks out in the open," Angelica said as soon as she heard that they would not be beaming up. her composure was unchanged and she looked as if she had just walked out of her office not trekked a cross a strange planet chasing after a spy.
Jenbean was for other ideas. "Are you sure? If they were here just topick up Longeye, then they won't dilly-dally around to make sure we're dead. Think from their perspective: if we can't folow them, they aren't in trouble."
"Don't you think I thought that threw already," Savil said reproachfully"We can't do much good out here anyway without our equipment. We can't beam up to the ship so even if they are not coming back we should find a place where we can regroup and find a way to get our things working again. We don't know how large this dampening filed is nor do we know what is causing it. We should set a base that is somewhat sheltered just in case we are stuck here on the long term, and then brake up into teems to see if we cant find the border of or the cause of this field," She said
Seeing the away team Hastigeth rushed forward. "Well, since we can't lock on here I am having an exploration party beam down, about thirty individuals. Here is some food and water, more is on the way."
"Captain!" Savil said surprised to see him. It was not slandered procedure for the captain to beam down to the away teem himself. Especially in a dangerous situation like this. "You should be on the ship," She said taking the supplies. "I hope you are having a shuttle craft sent down." She added.
"Sir, I actually agree with her." Said Brushdale as he moved closer to Hastigeth. "This is the worst place to be. The people who were with Longeye could still be here."
Jenbean took off his comm and placed it in his shirt pocket. "Well, nothing electronic is much good down here. Wonder how cold the nights get?"
OOC: Sage the comes just went out and when using a com wright it in *s
OOC: Right... sorry. I'll change that post.
"Of course it's not standard procedure." Said Hastigeth, grinning at Savill. "But it's been many years since I've actually been down on a planet besides our own! Anyway, I told you about the Exploration party! They'll be bringing several shuttle-crafts, but I am not going back this time." Then he looked up at the sky to try and catch a glimpse of a descending shuttle.
"You should not have both the captain and the first officer on any away mission at the same time," Savill said giving Hasigeth a look which clearly meant that she disapproved, and that this indecent was most likely going to end up in her report.
Savill's look only caused Hastigeth to grin more broadly. He nodded knowingly, but shrugged it off. "If this mission fails we will not have need for anymore captains or first officers."
"But it is sure to fail if we loos both the captain and the first officer!" She said "That aside, there is no changing it so we should make the best of it. However I strongly advise one of you returning to the ship when the spacecrafts arrive,"
"The ship is being left with a skeleton crew. Just enough to deal with a few spacecraft and weakened larger ones. We need to do the damage here, or it is all lost."
"We don't even know what is going on here yet! Strike what? there is nothing to strike."
Hastigeth smiled and shook his head. "Yes, the ship was under orders to call for reinforcements, but who knows how long that will be? We are the first functional ship with HSDD! First we need to figure out what's causing this jamming, and then remove it."
"And then sir, we need to find out if there are survivors from the Ark Ship. If we can get the dampening field down, we can use triquarders to track them." Suggested Brushdale, watching the heated Savil and the relaxed captain get in a bit of a cross.
OOC: *revive*
OOC: I saw that post, and was like, "Someone's Finally done something! then I was like, "darn."
BIC: Jenbean glanced up at Brushdale. "Sensible idea, Commander. Captain, where to?"
"Well, where we go doesn't matter, we would have millions of square miles to cover, and if we found anything, most of us would be dead. Do you know of anything on the ship powerful enough to scan through a sophisticated dampening field?"
The fox stroked his chin thoughtfully.
"Well, the 23-I00 could work, but it's experimental."
"We need act quickly sir." Brushdale said. "And I agree with Jenbean, that is our best shot."
"Very good, get it. Try and clone it and make any adjustments as needed on the copy."
OOC: Sorry for the name. I was posting it at night. ;)
Also, I thought the comms were jammed, so can we actually tell them to beam down the thing?
OOC: No, good point. But there's a weak spot nearby so you can simply get to that and contact the ship.
OOC: Righty.
BIC: Jenbean dialed in a few coordinates on his 'pad. "There's a weak spot over there," he said, pointing north east. "Two clicks over there."
"We should leave, immediately." Said Brushdale. "We can't afford to waste time, the Arkship is still here."
Jenbean closed his 'pad and holstered his pistol. "Of course, Commander. Let's go." and he turned North East and began steadily jogging toward the weak spot.
Brushdale motioned to the others in a come-on-already stance. He headed off following Jenbean to the spot where the small group could hail the Genesis.
"Wait.... wait.... I'm getting some major ion readings to the west. At the kind of level you'd expect from an engine. It's not fully active but the levels are holding steady. It's safe for approach..." Jenbean looked at the officers. "Luckily the emissions are so high they penetrate the jammer dampening field. We can head over there, or contact the ship. Your call, sir."
"Indeed. We should take what supplies and weapons we need and try to help the possible survivors." Said Hastigeth as he moved to alert the rest of the crew.
Brushdale helped gather the crew, and prepared to get underway. He had no idea what was ahead, but he trusted in Jenbean enough that he was confident he would alert them to any danger.
He thought to himself. Maybe not too confident...
OOC: Time skip, so we can go past the walking part?
OOC: Yep!
Brushdale slowed as the group approached the crash site. The Arkship seemed desolate, except for the hum of one of the of the engines. He didn't see a way to get inside the massive ship.
"Sir," he said turning to the lynx captain, "Should we cut a hole through? I'm sure we could blast one open enough for us to crawl inside."
"I don't think we should blast through, even with the high Ion levels, if some are desperate enough, they would come back here. Just cut through and we will see if there are any survivors." Said Hastigeth, having the Genesis beam down some powerful cutting equipment.
"Um, the ions shouldn't hurt you. My datapad isn't scanning any other high levels, it's all normal." Jenbean surveyed the wreck. "And you might want to cut in over there. Ship schematics say that cutting through the weak spot, which is also, strangely, double doored, should allow easy access to the bridge. It probably is the bridge." Jenbean walked over to the spot and wiped away debris. Frowning, he closely inspected the insignia and writing on the area. "Actually, this says Main Airlock. In Emergency, pull lever.." The fox gave an experimental tug on a faded red painted lever. "Locked pretty tight. While that cutting equipment gets down here, I'll run a dianostic on the ship." Walking a few feet to the left, he pulled open a hatch that revealed a console and plug-in terminal. "Normally I'd have a 'bot to help me sort through the minor stuff, but this ship was designed before some major technical developments.... darn. Needs biometric clearence. Captain, if you would..." the fox guestured for Hastigeth to place his paw on the biometric scanner.
OOC: But Sage, if it was powerful enough to weaken the jamming field, then it should have been dangerous for prolonged exposure, but it is still safe for us to go in for a few hours to explore.
OOC: ? Ions in RL aren't particularly dangerous. Just have the captain scan, so they can enter, explore and leave.
"Here, allow me," Savill said brushing forwards and placing her paw on the pad, "I should still have clearance, My uncle, Edward Savill, was head engineer of the Arkship project and my Aunt, Armina Savill, was head of the entire project itself. It was her invention of deep space stasis which made the trip possible, but you all probably know that already." Armina and Edwards both went off in the Arkship together, a portion of the crew had to stay awake to run the ship and they had volunteered. They had wanted to see their work through to the end.
Jenbean covered his surprise. "Excellent." He tapped out a few commands on the keyboard, and the hatch hissed open. "Good. The second batch should open automatically." Jenbean stepped through to the bridge.
Brushdale rolled his eyes as he walked through the first hatch, imitating Savill in a mocking voice in his mind.
He drew his rifle as they entered. He didn't see anything out of place...yet.
The fox fingered his holstered pistol. "Well, then. Here's the command console, I already have the information I need but if any of you want some more... all the crew and passenger files are in there, ship's logs, engine reports..."
Hastigeth pushed several buttons on the panel and said; "No, we don't need the personnel files, just the logs." Then he proceeded to download the logs onto a separate device that he brought.
"This place looks deserted. It might be a good place to make headquarters after we secure the ship," Savill said looking around and passing into a main hallway. None of the lights where working but she still remembered the layout pretty well. "come on the bridge should be this way," She said and started down the hall. She did not care if they did not follow she wanted to see it for herself.
Brushdale scoffed to himself, then shrugged and followed the wolf. Someone's going to need to save her neck. he thought as he walked down the hall. He handed Savil and the others small lights to use because of the lack of illumination on board.
OOC: Isn't Savill a wolf or fox? Or was he following Hastigeth?
Quote from: Sagetip, the hare on August 11, 2015, 06:15:58 PM
OOC: Isn't Savill a wolf or fox? Or was he following Hastigeth?
OOC: Whoops, yes Savil is a Wolf. Hastigeth is a Lynx.
OOC: Yeah Savill is a wolf.
BIC:
Savill took the light from Brushdale and used it to take a better look around. As they walked down corridors she noticed that various panels and components where missing. This ship would never fly in this condition. They soon came to a door at the end of a passage but it was jammed. "This here should lead to the Bridge," She said standing aside to let them open the door.
Jenbean entered a command in the door console and it slid open, allowing them access into the room Savill had described.
OOC: I don't know what it looks like, so Faiy can take care of description.
OOC It's a long tubular ship, with room for a city the size of Cincinnati in it.
OOC:... Sorry XP I guess my description doesn't quite fit then and when I said jammed I meant really stuck and you would probably have to pry it open... I'll just change my last post to make it the bridge instead.
OOC: They entered the ship through the bridge. Let's say the door was locked, Jenbean got it open and they all live happily ever after.
OOC: Sounds good! ;D ;D
"How's it coming down there?" Called Hastigeth, he started walking down to here they were. "I've retrieved all that I need, we should head back soon, and bring more beasts to help us."
OOC: ... What should Jenbean do?
OOC: Collect a thing or two more then head back.
OOC: I thought we couldn't return because of the jammer?
OOC: No, we walked to the Arkship, and we know the direction we came from, so even without the scanner it should be fine.
OOC: Time-skip, we're back at the ship.
BIC: Hastigeth was leaning over a console, which contained the logs of the various crewmembers. He called a meeting with all of the senior officers. "The Arkship apparently crashed several months ago, while they had supplies to survive for a while, they were all designed without the thought of the preservation systems failing. By the time they knew what happened, most of the supplies were useless. One beast by the name of Kilvarr, a muscular rat, had started speaking of rebellion. Several of he more desperate creatures immediately sided with him. They left with half of the supplies and terraforming devices. All was peaceful for quite a while. But some weeks ago the Insurrectionists came back with weapons of amazing power, they demonstrated on the Arkship which the colonists had mainly repaired. The Insurrectionists fired at the hull of the Arkship with a relatively low-powered blast, the shock went straight to the engine core and fractured the core. The Colonists were forced to give the Insurrectionists the rest of their supplies, they were allowed to keep they're meager supplies which they had grown, the terraforming devices that the Insurrectionists left were faulty due to the crash, this date corresponds to the date which we received the last distress call, and the plans were immediately developed for the Genesis. That was the last log, and now no one seems to be left from the Colonists, they could be hiding though. Or the prolonged Ion radiation exposure killed them. But what is not understandable, is that the Insurrectionists were the ones that attacked us in the ship, but how are they advancing so quickly? Even with the terraforming devices, it would take many years of building the equipment to build such things, that does not even take into account the time that it would take to think of such a thing, let alone building a working prototype. Does anyone have any new news to report?" After he had finished he sat back down.
OOC: Before posting look in the OOC topic.
Jenbean was uploading the small amount of data he'd gotten from the Arkship into the Genesis' information dump. "Um, well, the energy weapon the Insurrectionists - why are they called that? - used against the Arkship was actually a high-focus particle weapon. Even the most advanced Mossflower republic tech we couldn't build anything close to that; it was probably reverse engineered from something they found on the surface. Or maybe somebeast or something native to this planet gave it to them...."
He shrugged. "Hard to tell. Oh, and if we do run into that weapon, take cover behind something really thick and really solid. My calculations say that it can bring the Genesis' shields down to half in one shot."
OOC: Tell me if anything is wrong with that.
OOC: Nope, it's perfect!
"Very good lieutenant! Just on a side note, they are called the Insurrectionists because of their rebellion, desertion and later assault of the Colonists."
OOC: Let's reboot this!
OOC: Are you wanting to reboot it completely, or do you just want to start where we left off?
OOC: Start where we left off.
OOC: Revive.
OOC: Ready when you are. Can I get a recap?
OOC: From the beginning?
OOC: Yes, but with main focus on the most recent parts. I can say that Gurmly was busy cleaning or something.
OOC: Ok. The M.R.S. Genesis left Mossflower to find the Arkship, which carried a bunch of beasts. Space travel, etc, the ship was pulled out by another one and was attacked. An away lead by Nyroc Brushdale (the commanding officer, Soren's charrie) invaded the enemy ship and captured some of their own. Intel fiver Jenbean (my dude) and Captain Carrantha (The commander of EVERYTHING, Del's character) managed to uncloak a second ship, which took the prisoners the away team of ours had earlier captured. (Now the important stuff begins) Stuff happened. The Security Officer, Casta Longeye (Sandpaw's character) was revealed to be a spy. Brushdale, Carrantha, and Jenbean investigated him but didn't find anything out. They reached the planet where the Arkship crashed and teleported down. That team consisted of: Faiy's character, Savill the diplomat, Jenbean, Brushdale, and later on Carrantha. They explored, then Longeye's cover was blown. A chase happened, Longeye was taken by his employers and escaped. Carrantha came down and they all found the Arkship. Jenbean and Savill found a way in, explored a small amount, then teleported back to the Genesis. Read Del's last wall of text in this thread and you should catch up to what happened to the Arkship, and I posted the next part of the plot in the OOC thread.
You asked for a recap. ;D