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."
Contact detected if >49
1d100=19
For the fleet waiting outside the station, everything remains dormant as ever.
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.
Jared
"No problem, although we prefer living freely, we don't hold any grudges against official governments, not to mention this is not the time to sort out internal relationships."
Xar takes the two cups and puts them in the sink.
"Although, if possible, do tell us if you meet any other communicable parties, and keep our location in secret, as...well, let's just say I wish to play it safe."
With a thorough cleaning, the two glasses are settled on a drying rack, and Xar simply walks towards the entrance.
"Come on, it's time to see what they get this time."
Contact detected if >49
1d100=29
Still nothing unusual for the fleet's detection...
??? if >=960, ??? if >720, Space station if <240
1d1200=68
(Is this the same station?)
1d2=2
System checks show the standard result, and it is estimated that the slowing down is caused by an increase in sheer resistance instead of a decrease in output.
Shortly after, a distant blip is caught in the middle of an omnidirectional ping, showing an object of vast quantities, follow-up pings show the object remains in the same vector and doesn't seem to be moving on its own.
Jared
"As you may have noticed already, this ship is immobile right now due to...damage of the engine, and although we still have our warp drive, I reckon someone as smart as you can imagine what would happen if an object is unevenly accelerated in a high resistant environment."
Xar clasp her two hands together as if she is crushing a beer can.
"Of course, there are smaller vessels which may help drag this ship to exit this field, but that would expand our entire fuel storage and leave us a death sentence out there. Compare to those options, i would rather be staying here for the time being."
Contact detected if >49
1d100=89
???
1d2=2
For the fleet waiting outside, a singular blip is detected, slowly closing towards the station. Its size is close to that of a small shuttle, and it doesn't seem to notice the fleet's presence.
Dumb
Dimitri "How many are on this ship? surely you'll have to abandon it at some point, rations will run out. and I would assume not flying under any government makes that difficult from time to time, what do you call yourselves anyways? Nomads?"
The ships outside are seen blinking coloured flashing lights at one another, nothing can be determined, they begin to move into a defensive position
Jared
"Now now, although we want to believe that you are asking this for good intentions, there is something we want to keep as a secret. As for the supply problem..."
Upon approaching a doorway, Xar fish out her ID card and open the door, no doubt the bridge that she mentioned before.
"Wait here just a sec eh? I'll go get that coordinate that you wish to have."
And indeed she returns minutes after entering the doorway, with an old fashion hard disk on one hand and the id on another.
"Here you go, sorry that we don't have many spare storages lying around, so this would have to do for now. Let's go meet up the boys, as well as to answer your assumption."
The shuttle-sized object remains on its course and speed, be it unaware or ignoring the fleet's presence. Upon reaching certain proximity, another opening, different from where the troops went, lit up, and the now-visible shuttle smoothly enter it, before the hanger door closes behind it.
Dumb
The technician looks at their terminal as the blip bounces back. He grabs the comm device as he rapidly speaks into it.
"Large unknown detected, only thing we got any readings on."
"Navigation plot course."
The ship begins to turn towards the anomaly meanwhile an attempt to modify the shields to try and lessen the resistance is going on.
On the outskirts of the system, a shape emerged from the void.....
it resembled a thin angular structure naught but only a few meters long that extended from what one could only describe as a hole through the void and, on its end mounted a what seemed to be a sensor of some sort.
As this object moved slowly towards the anomaly, another object rose rose into view from the hole. This object was comprised of a long tube that extended from the hole, near its end multiple separate curved metal plates were attached at intervals with the tube itself capped by what appeared to be an cuboctahedron with a red optic or light mounted at the center of it.
Encounter rolls halted
The shield certainly forms an antagonist relationship with the weird environmental drag, but only does maximum power diverge to shielding is able to remove such effect completely, not to mention the shield's energy expenditure increase quite significantly with more power input, like a scaled leaching effect from the surroundings.
Before actually identifying the object with visual detectors, the captain feels a tingling sensation, like those times when his vessel is getting targeted and his life lies on the slightest twitch of the enemy's finger, in addition, pings suggest that the object's surface area got slightly more uneven than its original state, but not sure if the object is spinning and they simply had the ping on a different surface, or an actual structural change of the object.
Jared
With several minutes of waiting and a lot of lever pushing for Xar, the group enters a hanger, slightly smaller than the one that houses their shuttle, and a lot more apparatuses lying around. In the middle lies a moderate-sized civilian shuttle with no apparent weapons, doors opened and people are spotted to be carrying out closed boxes composed of styrofoam.
"Hey, how's the catch?"
The catch? What a weird way to greet friendlies, but the receiving side doesn't seem surprised by such, and simply respond casually.
"Eh...lesser than before, but still be enough...by the way, who are these guys?"
"Ah, they are from the Terran Citizens Union, looks like official bodies are finally taking interest in this mess."
MrBalkenKreuz
A layer formed by little metallic buoys lies in front of the objects, signifying the boundary of the anomaly and sway as the boundary ebb and flows. Most detection only manages to penetrate meters into the anomaly, before scattering and retrieving no data of deeper composition.
Jared
The burly man who replied to Xar took off his glove and accept the hand.
"Hello, I'm the capt. Looks like yall already have a chat with my wife, eh?"
He turns and faces Xar.
"Did they do anything wrong to you?"
"Nah, just some information exchange in the conference room, as well as telling them where this all originates."
"Hm..."
He turns back and looks at the group, his outlook is a bit too primitive for the space era, with just jeans and a workshop apron, while two muscular arms the size of a small tree's trunk jut out from both sides, crossing in front of his chest while his eyebrows furrow.
"So...what are yall doing here anyway?"
Moving towards the perimeter of the anomaly, the 2 objects closed towards the liquid layer. Upon reaching the anomaly perimeter, the 2nd tube-shaped object began to spin rapidly, as it spun pulsed waves of energy radiated out from it and spread through the local area, as if the object was scanning the local area for other ships.
Seeing that there were no other ships about the objects both suddenly began to rise as the hole they emerged from enlarged to reveal their true origin...
A ship rose from the void, its curved and smooth hull colored in black and burgundy. Upon its forward deck a bridge structure rose smoothly upward, its sides marked with a symbol emblazoned in gold with its top holding the objects from earlier.
Upon emerging 4 hatches situated behind the bridge revealed themselves before momentarily disappearing in a cloud of exhaust as they launched what appeared to be missiles However, these missiles acted strangely as they sped quickly into the anomaly radiating pulsed waves of energy into the anomaly and between themselves.
Dumb
Dimitri "We received information on a strange anomaly that was taking place here, many of our people were curious and so a fleet was sent out to find out whatever they can, and so here we are. We found your ship, and your lovely wife was gracious enough to allow us to board and answer a few of our question"
