Voices from Heaven (
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driftfleet2015-07-12 12:21 am
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Entry tags:
- !event,
- aiya/gray nightingale,
- allen walker,
- anders,
- beverly crusher,
- cheese sandwich,
- chris halliwell,
- clay terran,
- cole,
- cory matthews,
- davesprite,
- garrett hawke,
- hiro hamada,
- julian subatoi bashir,
- kairi,
- lloyd irving,
- megaman.exe,
- misha hunt,
- nelkeila tarid,
- robin redbreast,
- sheena fujibayashi,
- sokka,
- tekhetsio,
- toph beifong,
- uzuki shimamura,
- yamanaka ino,
- yosuke hanamura,
- zelos wilder (bad end)
Who goes there?
[After weeks of relative silence, our intrepid passengers finally travel within visual range of a blue planet. Marsiva's slow-and-steady course makes it clear that this is the Drift Fleet's next destination--but just as your ships come within scanning range and your computers begin to gather data, a fleet of quick little watchdog ships zip out of the planet's atmosphere, heading straight for you!
They do not swoop in for an attack, but hold their positions between you and the planet. They look close enough to cause some trouble, and any working Communications Officer can tell you that they have weapons locked on the Fleet in warning.
The tell-tale sound of an incoming hailing frequency chimes over your ship's alert system. Someone would like you to pick up the phone. Thanks to their augment, all passengers instinctively know that they'll be looking for the Captain or the Communications Officer of the ship--but no one says someone else can't pick it up first.
On the bridge, the hailing frequency can be viewed on screen, along with the attached subject: "Identify yourselves." The notification chime goes off every seven seconds. These ships don't look like they're going anywhere, but they don't want to be kept waiting, either.
What do you do? Will you accept the frequency?]
ooc → see the July Star System post for details about this event! there is no real rush in this post (we won't even be around to begin responding to it until Sunday afternoon), so take your time, feel free to tag each other in this post (maybe try to get your Comms officers off their asses), and there is no time too late to tag into this post. the element of urgency is all IC, and there is no OOC pressure at all.
They do not swoop in for an attack, but hold their positions between you and the planet. They look close enough to cause some trouble, and any working Communications Officer can tell you that they have weapons locked on the Fleet in warning.
The tell-tale sound of an incoming hailing frequency chimes over your ship's alert system. Someone would like you to pick up the phone. Thanks to their augment, all passengers instinctively know that they'll be looking for the Captain or the Communications Officer of the ship--but no one says someone else can't pick it up first.
On the bridge, the hailing frequency can be viewed on screen, along with the attached subject: "Identify yourselves." The notification chime goes off every seven seconds. These ships don't look like they're going anywhere, but they don't want to be kept waiting, either.
What do you do? Will you accept the frequency?]
ooc → see the July Star System post for details about this event! there is no real rush in this post (we won't even be around to begin responding to it until Sunday afternoon), so take your time, feel free to tag each other in this post (maybe try to get your Comms officers off their asses), and there is no time too late to tag into this post. the element of urgency is all IC, and there is no OOC pressure at all.
SS Wonderduck
Lloyd tells the current pilot to slow down, eyes trained on the fleet facing them with knitted brows. he has his doubts, especially since this fleet actually bothered to send out a signal instead of attacking them outright, but he can't help but ask: ]
Are these the same guys that tried to attack us before...?
b; To the signal (Davesprite and Daneel are free to jump in too if they want!)
okay. okay, how does one do the captaining thing again? ]
This is Lloyd Irving, captain of the Wonderduck. Look, we're not here to hurt anyone, I promise. We just want to go through. [ better to establish that first, right? i mean they don't even have guns. ]
c; open!
A!
No...I think they're a different bunch.
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he glances at Kaneis for a moment before looking down, humming in thought. a different bunch? well, space is vast, and these guys came directly from the approaching planet. maybe… ]
Yeah… That's what I'm thinking. Last time they didn't even bother to ask questions.
b;
[Since a "no" might consist of getting gunned down.]
no subject
--Excuse me? Please repeat.
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Uh—hey. Sup. That's American for "how's it going", by the way.
no subject
Identify yourself.
no subject
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It's our job to keep an eye on this section of space--which, you have all just flown into uninvited.
no subject
[He's a little too lackadaisical about this. Definitely not an ideal spokesperson.]
So do you have names or is that classified information.
no subject
You earn no right to further information until you tell us what your purpose is here, and why you have a Nunnilis merchant ship drifting in your ranks.
no subject
[There's a small shift in his tone. Shockingly, Davesprite is taking this seriously.]
Right. That thing. Ok, you are definitely better off talking to someone who was more involved with that—and, you know, actually knows science—but the heavily abridged version is the whole ship was infected by some brain-seizing fungus and zombiefied everyone aboard.
[His phrasing still needs work.]
no subject
[yeah, he isn't familiar with that obviously professional, scientific word.]
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[How helpful.]
Like mind control by plants.
no subject
[oh, he doesn't like the sound of that...]
You're... going to have to have your captain report all of this. If what you say is true, this is very serious.
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[Deathly serious. Which he doesn't really want to talk about himself.]
But alright. I'm a take my leave and leave the communicating up to you and Lloyd. Please don't shoot us down; that would ruin the fuck out of my day and my life has already been kind of a shitstorm.
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B
Captain Irving, explain yourself. Clearly state your business here.
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and at least he outgrew his habit of being a cocky little shit at the worst times. ]
We're just passing through, like I said! It'd be great if we could stock up on some food and stuff if you'll let us, since we're running low. If you don't want us around, though, we can leave.
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[and here his voice gets a little tense.]
--And explain what a merchant-class Nunnilis ship is doing in your ranks, immediately.
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And what d'you mean by Nunnuilis...? [ he said it was a merchant-class, but they don't have anything like... wait, the ship they found was said to be a merchant ship in the records-- ] --Wait. You mean the Iskaulit?
[ his voice almost sounds hopeful. did they find who it belonged to? or even someone who could point them in the right direction? ]
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And the fact that you don't know this fact isn't helping your case, Captain.
a
God, I hope not. We went through enough trouble last month.
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[ god he does not want to relive that whole ordeal. it was bad enough knowing that those bugs were once sentient. ]
Maybe these guys're just really protective of their home. I'm pretry sure I saw 'em fly out from the planet. [ Lloyd wouldn't know, he's not exactly space-savvy. ]
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