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Jared

Encounter rolls halted

Soon enough, a gigantic metallic mass can be spotted, for some reason it is painted in the color black, but can be quite easily spotted due to the slight difference in terms of darkness of the surroundings. A moment of silence follows the transmission, long enough for the crew to start wondering if there really is no one in that object, then, a soft light appears on the center of the target pointing towards the direction of the fleet, and begin blinking.

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After three repeating routines, the blinking stops, and the light disappeared, leaving the floating structure as lifeless as it was before.

Dumb
Captain "they are allowing us to board and may be friendly we are sending the team over as soon as we get a response. They also say there's something out there and can hear us, clear coms and communicate via lights as standard issue from now on, just be very careful with it."
The ships go quiet and use a series of coloured flashings lights to communicate to one another.

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Dumb
A small shuttle is seen moving away from a destroyer and stopping by the science vessel before making its way to the marked landing zone. once landed the shuttle awaits further orders.

Dumb
The hatch under the shuttle drops down and walks out two humanoid figures in what seems to be basic military uniforms walk out both carrying a rife of sorts, one takes off his helmet
Solder 1 "Hello, I am Sargent Dimitri Davinichsky A Citizen of the Terran Citizens Union, we received news of strange disappearances in this area and were sent to investigate. Do you have any information you can give us so we can better understand where we are and what happened?"
The second figure, standing quite a bit taller is looking around, keeping an eye out for anything suspicious, on its shoulders what looks like a small robotic arm with some sort of camera also scans the room their in

Dumb
The ship continues to advance forward as it cuts through space like the seas. Sailing forward into the unknown area. It's own pings of detection being let loose from the large dish modified upon top.

kola2134

Encounter rolls shall start if continue to advance

Regardless of how streamlined the ship is, as soon as the cruiser entered the perimeter, speed is immediately locked onto 1/4 of its original output, and while the pings still can reach its standard range, the speed of receiving each ping has drastically decreased compared to previous results. Nonetheless, with most other detection methods failing to even be useful, ping echoing would have to do for now.

Dumb
6 more men, 5 of them seem to be solders like the first two, but one is holstering a smaller weapon and is carrying a large back pack, like with the test figure, it tool is tall, and also has a robotic arm mounded on its shoulder.
Sargent "Very well, I hope you don't mind some extra company."
The 8 fallow the lady.

Dumb
The group fallows Xar into the room, The solders stay to the side of the room, looking at a few of the book's however not touching them.
Dimitri "I'll take some whisky on the rocks will be fine for me. Men if you want anything speak now"
The other solders decline the generous offer, however one of the Taller figures steps up beside the Sargent and takes off his helmet as well, he is visibly a different species then the Human Sargent
Scientist "I'm fine, thank you for the offer. I am Ra sister of Senla, I was sent over to figure out what is going on here, mind telling us more about whatever you know? Only thing we have been able to uncover so far is we are in what can best be described is a ocean, and there are.... living creatures?"
Dimitri "And who is "they" that you spoke of earlier? should we prepare our weapons? and what are the best methods to avoid "them"?"

Jared
Xar remains silent, possibly pondering to answer which question first, while her hands work out the magic, elegantly pulling out an ice cube and start polishing it into a small ball, perfectly fit into a whisky tumbler before pouring whisky into it. She also decides to make a small cocktail for herself, before returning to the table and gently slides the tumbler over to Dimitri.
"Well...to start it off, everything started back in Parendam Beta, but...we ain't sure what exactly happened, as far as we know, the space just begin to get filled up in these liquid-isk phenomena, which we nicknamed as Deep-Space-Fluid, as in its similar attribution with the deep sea fluid used commonly in early FTL travels."
She takes a small sip of her drink before continuing.
"These DSF isn't exactly a matter, as not even one particle can be spotted even under microscope, but it certainly behaves like non-newtonian fluids."
She leans back with the cup in her hands.
"As for living creatures, there was indeed something which we had met before, they are mostly just big white blobs charging at everything they see, and for some reason, their simple charging can even put a big dent on a fortified station. But recently there are rumors from my crew that there are..."more advanced" individuals, though I don't exactly know what they mean by that, you can ask them when they return if you want."
"As for weapons and ways to avoid them, usually, it would be them who detects us before we do...assuming you are using some sort of displacement sonar., weapon-wise, we had tried beams and conventional kinetic weaponry, which all failed miserably. Energy-based ones usually just disperse to nothingness within a few meters, and shells just lose too much speed while traveling through the DSF, even through magnetic launchers and such. Fortunately, rockets and missiles seem to still work, albeit their speed is way slower than what they are meant for, but one gotta rely on whatever still works in order to survive."

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Ra "Interesting, by any chance do you have more information on this early way of FTL travel? and would some of the ships in this system use it?"
Dimitri takes a sip from his drink before speaking
Dimitri "And do you by chance have the Coordinates to Parendam Beta, would be best to know for sure where it is"

Jared
"Huh..."
Xar looked bewilderingly at Ra the scientist, but recovered almost immediately with another sip of her cocktail.
"well...during. early FTL, inertia dampeners haven't been developed yet, so in order to counter that inertia and avoid turning all crew into meat patties, a fluid called Deep Sea Fluid would fill up the cabins and the bridge before an FTL jump to help cushion the crew."
"And yes, some of us were using such methods as well, but not on this one at least."
"As for the coordinates...doubt that even works under such conditions, but sure I guess."
"Let's head to the bridge after this to get that, anything else you want to know?"

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Dimitri "Earlier you said we can ask further questions about the creatures they have seen when they returned? are they off on a mission somewhere? and if so how do you guys manage to travel through all of this?"

Jared
"...Although I really want to credit the skills of me and my buddies, it probably is just dumb luck, or humanity's amazing adaptability when it comes to preserving one's lives."
Xar swirl her glass, before gulping down whats left of her cocktail.
"Last one if you still got questions, its probably time for them to return."

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For the fleet waiting outside the station, everything remains dormant as ever.

Dumb
Dimitri “Thank you for answering what you can any little help is always appreciated”
Dimitri takes his last sip before placing the glass on the table

Dumb
The ship shudders at the sudden cut in speed, the looks of perplexed crew as they look upon the charts and the screens at their stations. The operator of the 'radar' looking at the decrease in response from the pings. His hands moved to other parts of his station, trying each different form of radar sonar, or how ever one may call the number of different trials he attempted with all the different equipment. A sense of confusion as his eyes returned to watching the 'radar' station.
"Helm status."
the captain spoke out to a response flying back.
"Engines are still at full power, speed cut to quarter helm. Like were being pushed back or our output has been sapped."
"Engineering." The captain spoke before a chime beeped. "Run a report upon the reactor, make sure were not stressing it. And have a team check the engine connection and the other sub systems as well. Make sure were not leaking power."
The ship continued forward.