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MPT - LS Trickster - Communications - Raauhl and McHarrie

Posted Jan. 24, 2021, 9:51 a.m. by Lieutenant Casela Synthi-er (Counsellor / RTF) (Jennifer Ward)

Posted by Lieutenant Casela Synthi-er (Counsellor / RTF) in MPT - LS Trickster - Communications - Raauhl

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Terul’s eyes lit up. “New stories!” He was eager to get his hands on one of the PaDDs to look through them. He had only started formal school this year, but he loved to read and was obviously very excited. Yarla could see the poor child was practically vibrating with excitement. “Terul, do you think you could be super helpful?” He bounced on his feet, “Yeah, Yarla. I’m always helpful.”

The older woman sighed heavily into the breathing apparatus. “Yes I know, but can you be super helpful?” She waited for him to stop, or at least slow down, bouncing and look at her. “Those communicators would be really useful for Yaren’s people. Do you think you could take Mr. Anderson around to them all and swap them out and bring me the old ones?” Yarla almost regretted it. Terul was out the door in a flash and then back realizing he’d forgot something very important–Mr. Anderson.

“The security patrols are the only ones with communicators. Terul can show you who they are, if that’s okay with you. And then I can take the old ones and give them to some of the other villagers, the farmers, the miners. Others who would benefit from it.” She looked at Terul, “Do you think you can stop bouncing long enough to help?” Terul nodded and waited as patiently as a five year old can, at the door. “Come on, this way.” He headed out to the outer perimeter of the village and leading them from one sentry to another. At the top of the next hill he stopped looking to see where the next one was.
Story Teller EvilJen

Raauhl was again smiling at the young man’s eagerness to show him around, he almost reminded him of himself when he was a young impressionable young boy. “I guess that’s my queue, see you around.” He said waving to Yarla before heading out to follow after Terul.

“Slow down, I’m exhausted” He said in half jest, the boy, Terul certainly kept uo a good pace. Looking around he couldn’t see the next security patrol. “are they usually here?” He asked.

Terul skidded to a stop. “Sorry!” He bounced from foot to foot still despite slowing his pace. Terul looked around again. “Well they walk around so she should be here somewhere.” He looked around but he was short so he was running around trying to get a look at everything. “Oh!” it came out kind of strangled and scared. He grabbed Anderson’s hand and pointed, whispering. “Look, there’s Bella and her mom.” A little girl was walking around with a woman farther down the hill and disappeared into the trees. “That’s not really her mom, but Bella says it is.”

After they disappeared Terul went back to looking for the sentry and finally found her trudging back up the hill. “Terul what are you do....Who is that?” She reached out and grabbed Terul’s hand while he giggled. “That’s Mr. Anderson. Zanya brought him. He fixed the radio at Yarla’s and he has these cool new thingies for you.” The woman looked him over, but at the mention of Zanya she relaxed. “I’d heard she brought friends with her this time.” Terul, feeling very important swapped out the communicators and then led Anderson off to the next one. After they were out of earshot Terul started chattering. “It’s weird, Bella won’t come home, and that’s not really her mom. She’s scary. I saw in town one time, and she never talks. I wouldn’t want a mom who doesn’t talk. That’s weird and kinda scary.”
Story Teller EvilJen

Interesting Raauhl though before addressing the young man. “I’m sure there’s a perfectly good reason why she doesn’t, or maybe shes a chatter box like you but doesn’t show it to everyone. People are different, doesn’t mean their scary.” He smiled at Terul as they continued to walk his mind playing on the image of the woman who seemingly had no voice.

  • LtCmdr Raauhl, XO

Terul shrugged, “But she doesn’t talk at all. Even when you talk to her. She doesn’t look at you or anything.” They were walking towards one of the larger hills. They could see Yarin, Pinkerton and Lanshay talking. “Hey there’s Jokath!” There was another boy with them and Lanshay was talking to him. She turned around and headed off with Pinkerton and Jokath disappeared. “Oh man, where did he go? I hope he didn’t fall.” Terul shrugged and ran/slid/rolled down the hill with child like abandon. “I don’t know, I just think Bella’s mom is scary. Do you think that’s really her mom? I don’t think so. Her mom died when Bella was born. Zanya and Ms Karra told us.” The woman obviously made Terul scared because he kept talking about it. “I would want to hear my mom’s voice if I saw her again.” He was sitting at the bottom of the hill waiting for Anderson to catch up with him. “I remember her voice though. I wish I could hear my dad one more time. I remember mom’s voice, but not his.”

Ryder interjected with the conversation to show interest, which he was by nodding or making agreeable tones, he was in his passive listening mode especially when it came to someone who talked as much as Terul. Casela had taught him that sometimes being on the receiving end of a one-way conversation was a good way to help people get over certain things. It seemed Terul had a lot because he didn’t stop talking until suddenly…

Terul, with no lack of energy, jumped up and off to the next person. Then the only one left was Yarin. They met him as he was coming back down the hill where he had been talking with Pinkerton and Lanshay. “Terul! Are you helping Mr Anderson?” He picked up the boy half tossing him in the air and catching, making Terul squeel. “Yarin! You’re the only one who can still do that.”

Yarin chuckled. “That’s because you are getting too big for everyone else. What have you two been up to?”
Story Teller, EvilJen

“We are just handing out the communicators that we brought for your people, Terul was in return giving me a tour and a running commentary on everything that goes on here” He in a low half-joking tone that Terul could still hear “And I mean EVERYTHING” He winked at Terul and gave him a smile. “That being said I haven’t any left to give out after this so I think perhaps we should be getting back to the group and Zanya.”

  • Lt Cmdr Raauhl, XO

Yarin nodded knowingly and Terul grinned. Terul saw and heard everything and had something to say about it all. “I hope, at least some of it was entertaining,” Yarin commented. He took the new communicator and handed Terul the old one. “We have to take these back to Yarla first,” Terul said. “And Zanya is here so that means stories! So we need to hurry!” And off he was again, Yarin sighed, resigning himself to never catching him and simply keeping him in sight.

As they approached Yarla’s house she came out slamming the door suddenly and she grabbed a struggling Terul who was uncharacteristically defiant. “No Terul!” As Yarin and Anderson got closer they could hear the snap and static of the subspace comm going off, but the words were muffled by the closed door. Terul was still struggling, “Let me go Yarla! It’s my DAD!”

Yarla shook her head, “It started about 20 minutes ago. I even removed the power source…it won’t stop.” Yarin took the struggling boy, “Terul, stop!” The little boy was struggling and crying, it wasn’t fair. “That’s my DAD!”

Upon entering Yarla’s house, Yarin having moved farther away to have another man, strong enough to stop Terul from getting away, then rejoined them in Yarla’s home, where she promptly shut the door.

Terul? Terul it’s Daddy. Your father. Terul can you hear me? Terul… and the message repeated over, and over, and over.
Story Teller EvilJen

OOC: Cross posted from McHarrie’s Thread

A tricorder scan would show no quantum readings at that spot, but a larger sweet would show several around the village, but over half of them were all located in or around the orphanage.

Each of the signatures were distinctly different from not only the natural quantum signature, but separate from each other. While McHarrie was scanning a new one appeared on the scans. It appeared to be cycling through several quantum signatures before stopping on one, that was again different from all the others. The ‘cycling’ took less than a nanosecond but the tricorder picked them up. This new signature appeared near Yarla’s house. Minutes later it happened again, this time the location was tracked to the largest of the southern hills ringing the village.
Story Teller EvilJen

James looked at the readings carefully. He was not an expert quantum signatures, but he knew enough about random chance to realise this was not a naturally occuring phenomenon.

He tapped on his tricorder to transmit the readings to the other members of the away team with a message asking if they had seen anything like it…

-McHarrie

Ryder looked the data over before looking to those around him, “Whats happening, I dont understand Ive never seen anything like this!” He was puzzled and wondered if Casela would have a better understanding, after all, she knew these people.”

  • LtCmdr Raauhl, XO

Casela had arrived back at the house, just as Terul had been brought home, screaming and crying that his father was calling for him and that Yarin and Yarla wouldn’t let him go. Karra had taken him and Zanya had left headed towards Yarla’s home. She walked in shutting the door behind her, hearing the strange message coming from over the radio. The shock, puzzlement, and fear were particularly strong and growing as other things began to happen around the village.

“Ryder?” she asked and looked at the readings. She had absolutely no idea about quantum readings. But she did look at the times, “Yarla, when did this start?” Yarla was trying to turn the radio off, or down, but it just kept going. “About 20 minutes ago.” Zanya looked at the other readings, another was a few minutes before coming from the southern hills, and another close to the same time from Jaren’s house. “This southern hills, Jaren’s house…that’s the medic…Vedi! Who was on the southern hills?”

Yarin spoke up, “I was with Pinkerton, Lanshay, and Jokath.” Zanya looked around the room and then at Ryder. “This children?” She had no idea but it was defiantly focused around the children. Yarla had been alone in her house, but the message was for Terul. She spoke softly to Ryder, privately, “The shuttles sensors?”
Story Teller EvilJen
Zanya/Casela

“The children?” John asked for clarification, “But why would that be? What reason would something like that have to even differentiate between child and adult?”

-John

“Children are vulnerable, they don’t have the life experiences to always tell benevolent from malevolent. They are easy to manipulate, to believe in magic and wonder and only in the monsters when it’s too late.” Casela glanced at the readings again. “If we can find point zero, maybe we will get more answers.” The shuttles sensors would be much more sensitive than their older model tricorders. And thanks to Bog it had probes on it as well that could be sent out.
Storyteller EvilJen

“Then let’s not waste anymore time, we’ll go to the shuttles and get the answers were looking for and hopefully the solution” He glanced his eyes to Casela as if to give her the mental order to lead them out.

  • Cmdr Raauhl, XO

Zanya patted Yarla on the shoulder and began to grab blankets and stuff them around the radio muffling the sound. “Maybe you should stay with Karra at the house tonight?” Yarin nodded, “I think that’s best. I’ll stay here. Whoever is creating these pranks…or whatever this is, might be worth listening to.” Zanya left Yarin to his whatever he thought he could do. It was more that he felt, as the one responsible for the village’s safety, he needed to do something. Zanya took Yarla by the arm and led her out of her home and back towards the orphanage. Once there Yarla went to help Karra and Zanya took Anderson and Doolittle to the back room. “You’re biometrics are keyed to the shuttle. Take it and find out what this is. The adults tension is high and the children are starting to feed off of it. I can do more here, than on the shuttle.” Casela was also uniquely suited to observation and determining if anyone within the village was guilty or involved. “Sparky rigged it with mini probes as well. Use whatever you need.” She opened up the back door and lead them back to the road leading out of the village back towards where they left the shuttle.
Story Teller EvilJen

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