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Side Sim - Impromptu Rescue Mission (Closed, Invitation Only)

Posted Nov. 24, 2021, 8:53 a.m. by Lieutenant Tal Abara (Senior Researcher (Cognitive Science)) (Trin S)

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“If they’re terrified and hopeless, they must perceive some kind of danger,” Tal spoke softly, pensively. “How stable is that vessel? And can we extract the animal?”

— Abara, Cognitive Science

Mwezi watched the vessel quietly, staring at it. His eyes narrowed.

The sensors picked up a few more details about the ship. It was a regular little cargo vessel, and from the list of it’s floating and the large hole in it’s side, it seemed clear as to… how the crew had met their demise. As they approached even closer, they could pick up the one little life sign. “This time period, you have more advanced transporters than what they had where Kula and I come from. Is it possible to latch onto the signal of the animal and beam it onto this shuttle? Does the shuttle have a transporter?” he glanced back, looking for the pads on the ground that would identify what he was looking for.

Mwezi, CTO

Tal peered closer, her lips parting at the hole ripped into the vessel’s side. “We have a transporter,” she jabbed a thumb at the stern, “but it’s weak. We need to get within 5,000 kilometres of the ship and get a firm lock on the creature’s life signs.” She glanced at the NE Pilot. “Think you can get a lock, Ensign?”

— Abara, Cognitive Science

The Ensign looked at the vessel. “I don’t see why not. We’ll have to get closer, of course.” And so they did, bringing the shuttle closer to the wreck.

“Fantastic,” Tal offered a curt nod and watched as their shuttle edged closer to the wreck.

It was quiet and still, floating listlessly through space. Their shuttle came up close to the other vessel, and the Ensign located a lifesign. “I’ve found one lifesign. It’s fairly weak, but I think I can lock onto it.”

Mwezi nodded and rushed back towards the transporters, extending his emotional sphere and trying to send reassuring moods towards the creature. It acknowledged him, which was hopeful. With a whirr, the transporter activated, and the animal was beamed aboard.

It was a odd little thing, with a body shape somewhere between that of a cat and a rabbit. It was about the size of a small adult cat. It was very fluffy and stood on the paw pads of all four feet. It had a short fluffy tail and long, droopy Lop-rabbit like ears. The strangest aspect of it’s anatomy, however, was the pair of fluffy wings attached near it’s shoulders, and the pushed-out chest to hold the muscles for those wings. The coloration of the animal resembled that of a spaniel, with white fur and many black patches and spots.

It stared up at them all, then used its wings to cover its head in fear at the change in its surroundings.

Mwezi, CTO

Tal snatched her medical tricorder, journeying only a few meagre stepe toward their new companion. Instinct tempted her in a flurry of curiosity and concern, but Tal got ahold of herself and awaited the ‘okay’ to approach. “Let’s give them space,” she whispered to Hsull and the pilot. Though she knew decidedly little about Mewzi’s homeworld and its inhabitants, Tal suspected few Milky-Way-dwelling creatures wanted a gaggle of officers bombarding them in a moment of fear. But perhaps she was making too broad an assumption.

— Abara, Cognitive Science


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