The colors out of space (multi-faction-ish exploration event?)

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The drone start to buff out the dents, but although the shape of the hull is easily restored, the nozzles are still incapable of working at full efficiency, probably part loss caused by that collision, still, the drone can still either advance or retreat, or even idle with the lack of activity around.

Jared

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After some time a new TCU fleet enters in range of the anomaly, 1 Frigate and 4 Destroyers along side 2 small cargo ships make their preparations to enter, all are modified to carry more storage and improved power supply to feed a new system of stronger shields and more support Anti-Grav Field generators.
Once ready the ships enter into the anomaly and begin their journey to the center

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Jared
The first thing the fleet notices, is the distinct lack of buoys on the surface of the anomaly. Originally, at least based on the report of the previous fleet, a perimeter is formed by small, mechanical objects but now not even one is detected, even extended searching around the area shows no signs of where they went.
Through the little detour, the fleet discovers yet another new feature: using a conveniently situated planet near the anomaly, the new fleet recalculates the extent of the anomaly, only to find that it had expanded. Albeit just an additional 5% to the original estimated radius, it brings the question of whether there is a limit to such expansion, or it will simply grow bigger and bigger until it engulfs everything...
Once again, the fleet enters the anomaly, beginning its journey to the center, with even more variables to the partially explored stage, be it for better or worse.

Jared

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The fleet begin their journey targeting the last known location of the drone that was left behind, pushing further in they begin to put more power into their Anti-Grav generators and their shield systems to combat against the pressure

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Jared
Compare to the last experience, the burden brought by the environment has certainly been reduced, with shield level holding steadily even at minimum power and the environment being...subjectively slightly "brighter". So far, all the changes seem beneficial, although not helping much since the "turbidity" and "viscosity" of the anomaly are still dampening most mid to long-range detection methods.
Part by part the fleet retraces the previous fleet's footsteps, and soon come across the particular station known to be owned by Xar's team. Through perhaps some sixth sense, the station seems a bit dimmer than before, with an extra shade of dread, like a beached whale's lifeless carcass waiting to be rot away.

Jared

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The crew finding this quite concerning move closer to where they last messaged them and send a message using the lights across the ship

//Incoming Message//
Hello, this is Ra, how are things going, is everything well
//Transmission Ended//

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Jared
No response.
Even as the ship slowly approaches, there is still no response from the station, no lights, no transmission, no nothing.
Instead, there is a small cluster of metal scrap spotted floating from the backside of the station and coming into view, perhaps, something has indeed happened over there?

Jared

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The ships move closer to the backside to get a closer look preparing missiles, they keep all interior and exterior lights off and launch a small drone

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Jared
As they move in closer, no activity is spotted, just the cloud of scraps getting denser and denser...before the origin of the scraps comes into view.
A gigantic breach spanning from top to the bottom of the station, stretching along like a scar, or more accurately described, as if the station got gutted by a gigantic knife. The exterior hull bent inward, and the content inside spilled everywhere, forming that cloud...
Even though most corpses are beyond recognition, during body count, there seem to be a few people missing even if the group of personnel that Ra previously met are all they got. Maybe, even with how severe the situation is, someone did manage to escape...

Jared

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Ra: "Oh my..... what monster could have caused this?"
Captain: "We should get moving, we don't want to find ourselves in their position"
Ra: "No we must go looking, maybe we can figure something out."
Captain: "If there alive im sure they escaped, we can not sit her and let what happened to them happen to us, we need to move"
Ra: "Fine, keep moving, but keep an eye out for their shuttle"

The fleet moves away from the wreckage and continue on their mission.

HMS_Hood

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Marina Della Nazione Ship "Quattro di Picche" would slowly travel through the ever sifting black soup of space. She was sent to investigate an odd report from a friendly merchant ship moving through the area. Rather suddenly, the ship would come across the oddity that had unfolded here. The Quattro di Picche's captain, Carlo Bergamini, would be greeted with quite the headache as the Quattro di Picche's radar sets would suddenly seem to have hit a wall; this wall would be the border of the oddity that once was Parendam Beta, however, this was unknown to Mr Bergamini.

Berganmini would order his radar operator to try and restore the signal. The radar sets on all of the Picche class cruisers operated at a very high frequency compared to those of other navies, and even the other ships of their navy. Due to the high operating frequency; The hindrance of detection systems caused by the oddity would cause the radar unit to be completely inoperable within the oddity.

Berganmini would be faced with a hard decision, enter and find what the hell was happening. Or remain safe and call for the Marchese, a much, much larger warship, to carry on with the Quattro di Picche's tasks. However, Mr Berganmini was a very well seasoned commander, serving several tours within the Marina Della Nazione, and the Marina Imperiale. He saw his new issue as something that could be averted, and against the better judgement of those around him within the Conning Tower, he gave the order to proceed with the mission.

The Bow of the Quattro di Picche would plunge into the oddity's border, the shields crackling as the ship's once blistering speed was slowed violently as the drag from the Oddity would hit the ship's hull. The shields luckily took the brunt of this force as Berganmini would, in a rather panicked manner, order the ship's speed to 1/3 ahead, greatly reducing the damage to the ship's rather un-aerodynamic hull form.

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HMS_Hood (the anomaly now stretches far beyond Parendem Beta, including several nearby systems as well, but no biggie)
Curious enough, the surroundings absorbed more kinetic force than expected, allowing the Quattro di Picche to slow down without suffering from much of an impact, even to a near insensible level.

A brief system check reveals that all detection methods are almost useless, with ranges rivaling mere visual confirmation. But surprisingly, floodlights for docking use prove to be effective at broadening the view range, or at least, it feels that way with almost no object for comparison.

According to the pre-existing star chart, they should be within one of the star systems near the actual Parendem Beta. Known to house an independent trading hub for both legal and outlaw transactions and thus nicknamed as "the Styx" by both sides. But, the planned route of the missing merchant ship intersects with presumably, deeper parts of the anomaly, so it is up for the captain to decide whether to take the detour, or buy as much time as possible to investigate the whereabouts of the friendly trading vessel.

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Jared
And deeper they go, through the veils of darkness and occasional small schools of bleached fish, which immediately scatter as soon as they enter the visual range, until a trail of some sort caught their attention.

A line of unknown gasses and debris formed a perpendicular line from their path, just like the trail of breadcrumbs for Hansel and Gretel, perhaps it could lead them to the missing shuttle from Ra's station, or reveal yet another unknown to the fleet, be it hostile or friendly.

HMS_Hood

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(My bad, My bad.)
Captain Berganmini would order the ship's speed back to FLK Ahead after the ship would safely settle into the drag caused by the Anomaly. Due to the ship's comically large powerplant, they would achieve a speed of about 28 Knots.

Captain Berganmini would look out of the Command bridge towards his ship, almost, nostalgically. He would turn to the man at his right and remark to him. "You know... this reminds me of my time on the Nuova Roma.. a fine ship she was.." Captain Beranmini would turn back towards the windows, looking at the bow of his ship, gripping his armrest wishfully. "It's like a night action at sea..."
Mr. Berganmini would snap out of his nostalgic stupor. "Open up the searchlights, and man the Compass Deck.."

Just as Berganmini had asked, the Searchlights would power on, and men would rush to the Compas deck, manning the Backup optical systems present on most ships in the Marina Della Nazione. The Optical rangefinders sprung into life, as did lookouts scattered around the ship, searching the abyss for anything of interest with binoculars.

*Captian Berganmini would continue to steer his ship towards the Missing Container ship, it was best not to linger in such a precarious location with such odd circumstances. Though he would order the navigator to mark down their point of entry, in case they got lost, and that of where the Styx are. If they had extra time upon saving their Container ship, it may prove beneficial to investigate how the Styx have responded to such odd changes.

Jared

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A drone is launched to collect this unknown gas and brought back to figure out what it is
The fleet fallows the trail while staying outside of the gas

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HMS_Hood
After a while of venturing forward, a white band, presumably some sort of gas, comes into view and simply lingers there, intersecting with the path. It is unknown to whichever side being the origin and the extension as either ends, at least for whats displayed within the visual field, is of similar degree in terms of dispersion. Charting down the relative location of such phenomenon, the ship continue to go towards the last known route of the missing cargo ship.
Soon enough, they finally arrive to the first point-of-interest, a privatized trading station for cargo transitioning between trade lines and a place for traders to resupply and refresh themselves in midst of long journeys. It is also the last place where the friendly merchant docked and left before the report regarding the oddity, which may help in finding the whereabouts of the container ship instead of going blindly into the darkness towards the last reported location. Slowly, the searchlights illuminate the bleak exterior of the station, showing....nothing out of the ordinary really, no visible damage across the hull, but no response from the station either, not even a flickering light from the glasses or transmission even at ranges where the collision alarm of the ship starts blaring, and while most of the external facilities like pd guns and gantries are still powered, they doesn't seem to respond to the ship's existence either. A bit further ahead, where the hanger bay is located, all the reserved shuttles are still present, which means that the station probably didn't come under attack, or perhaps, didn't come under perceivable attack which would cause the station crew to flee. Regardless, everything can be answered with an investigation, that is if Captain Berganmini would risk it.

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Jared
78% nitrogen, 20% oxygen, with a considerable amount of water vapor, the usual composition of breathable air, thus easily deduced that this train is caused by a leak of some sort, on something thats most likely human-origin. Now the problem is, would this be Ra's shuttle? or some other remnants from Parendam Beta? or even additional visitors like themselves who came from elsewhere to investigate the anomaly?

HMS_Hood

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Captian Berganmini would order the ship's weaponry onto standby, just in case any of the station's weaponry was more active than they had thought. Captian Berganmini would raise the signal for the complement of Marines aboard his ship, Which contained an entire brigade of men, however, he would only send 16 men into action to board the station. They consisted of a Heavy Weapons squad, a squad of combat engineers, and finally, a group of riflemen.

the Light cruiser Quattro di Picche's fighter bay would launch a dropship, cruise up to the docking port, and attempt to lock to it. But as this would most likely require action from the bridge, the dropship wouldn't 'dock' to the port. But use the much more forced action of magnetically locking to the port, opening the doors on their side of the port, and then using an oxyacetylene cutting torch, slice their way into the station. First Lt. William, or Wilbur and the men called him, would turn to the men under his command. "Lads, we may not know what may happen, or if you will all survive, but, we better get some medals for this shite..." Lt. Wilbur would pull back the bolt on his Submachine Gun, and storm into the station, ready to gun anything down that might've jumped out at him to attack

Jared

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The fleet sends in the drone fully into the gas and see what’s effects it has on the drone, while they do this the keep fallowing along this gas

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HMS_Hood
(maybe a bit too early to say things like that XD)
Immediately through the sliced airlock is a surprisingly tidy passeger boarding bridge, no random corpes, no misplaced itsems, just a clear view towards the station interior with potted plants and supporting pylons on both sides of the walkway, all seems suitable to be temporary covers. Going through the bridge, the group find themselves in the messhall, filled with tables, chairs, even a bar in the middle, plates of unfinished food and drinks still situates on assorted tables, but no one seems to be around, not even a single individual.

After looking around briefly, they successfully find the interior map for the station. The station forms the shape resembling a horseshoe with paths extending outwards. Where they are currently at is the lower part of the exterior arc, consisting of the bar and connecting to four different boarding bridges and their respective docking ports, the right arm of the station would be where people sort out the documents be it for passing goods to another trade line or replenishing essentials, with a path extending to four different rooms, all reserved for employees of the station, while on the other arm there is the the stairs to both the upper and lower floor, consisting the reactor for the bottom, and the control terminal for the top.

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Jared
Apart from some minor icing on the drone's surface, nothing particularly interesting does the gas trail offers. After several minutes of following, the faint exterior of a gigantic structure slowly enters within view. It seems to be a badly injured station, tumbling uncontrollably while suffering from multiple breaches which causes the gas trail. Several boxy structure are spotted on the surface as well, resembling some sort of missile silos judging from its array of empty holes sorted like a honeycomb.

HMS_Hood

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one of the marines, a combat engineer, would jump over the bar, grab a bottle of gin, and then re-group with the rest of the men. Lt. Wilbur would radio to Captian Berganmini that the landing had gone without trouble. There were no signs of life, hostile or otherwise, nor an evacuation. The station was just empty. He also conveyed the good news that a bottle of gin was waiting for him upon their return.

Wilbur would have the men fan out and search the station, moving up toward the station's centre, and he'd send the combat engineers to try and bring back on the life support systems/lights if they were offline, as the marines and the heavy weapons squad would move up toward the centre, they'd nick anything of value, or that could be used to explain why this now erie station had gone dark.