Posted Nov. 17, 2021, 7:42 p.m. by Lieutenant Mwezi (Chief Tactical Officer) (Riley W)
Posted by Lieutenant Mwezi (Chief Tactical Officer) in Side Sim - Impromptu Rescue Mission
Posted by Chief Warrant Officer Hsull (Senior Researcher (Airborne Anomalies)) in Side Sim - Impromptu Rescue Mission
Posted by Lieutenant Mwezi (Chief Tactical Officer) in Side Sim - Impromptu Rescue Mission
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Three hours ago, Mwezi had been calm, collected, and relaxed as he sat down for his regular meditation. His mind opened up to sense the world around him, expecting nothing but emptiness and the lack of anyone from his world - other than his beloved Kula. Instead his sense was bombarded with the primal fear of a creature native to his planet. He didn’t know where it was, or what it was. But it was scared. And he felt he had a duty to try to help it. Therefore, with some persuasion, he had acquired permission to go with a small team into the nearby space and search for the source of the fear. Since they were still dealing with the weird void situation, they were warned not to travel too far afield, and wished the best of luck.Mwezi sat next to the NE pilot, closing his eyes for a moment. “If everyone could be quiet a moment, I need to try to reach out again and find the animal…”
- Mwezi
Tal fumbled with her staff, absently burrowing calloused fingers into a knot in its wood, and released a soft breath. Nothing. She saw nothing—sensed nothing. To her, the expanse ahead was fallow and lifeless. But her humanity didn’t negate nor discredit Mwezi’s concerns. His tumult was as palpable to Abara as she imagined the creature’s was to him, and that was motivation enough. Nodding, Tal snapped her attention to the medical tricorder nestled at her side. She was a psychiatrist with the veterinary skill of a fifth-year daydreamer, but Tal had enough run-ins with shadows and macabre creatures to at least lend a hand.
— Abara, Cognitive Scientist
Mwezi’s eyes closed and he once more reached out with his emotions, his Bas’da straining from the effort of doing so in an environment that demanded his attention. He felt the equivalent of a headache begin to build in the dense bundle of nerve fibers halfway down his back, where the emotional center of his brain was held. But then he felt the heavy rush of external fear. It wasn’t terror, not active fear, but more of an existential dread and knowledge of oncoming death. It built in his core and made his fur stand on end. But now that he found it, he could do as all hunters instinctively knew to do, and he could home in on the signal. “It’s at 30 degrees. That way,” he pointed towards the empty void of space, and as the ships sensors swept in that direction, they picked up a small vessel. Not much bigger than their own, and with no active propulsion.
Mwezi, CTO
Hsull, who had been standing behind Abara and Mwezi looked at the sensor scan and the data being displayed, “It looks like they’re just drifting, can we bring up a visual and magnify it ? Perhaps Lt Mwezi will recognize the craft. My question is : Why is this ship here, now and who..... or apparently what is on board ?” Hsull remembered Mwezi saying he sensed it was an animal.
Hsull - CAARS
Mwezi watched the display as they zoomed in on the vessel, squinting slightly. He shook his head slightly. “It’s not a vessel I recognize, although it seems to be a Federation design, just by the shape of it.”
Indeed. It seemed to be a small scout-type vehicle, made using UFP materials and design principles, although the specific make was unfamiliar.
As they navigated closer to the vessel, Mwezi closed his eyes and concentrated, trying to send hope to the small being within. “It’s an animal. A small one. It’s scared and hopeless. I think whatever happened, it’s the only living thing on that ship.”
Mwezi, CTO
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