Fears Of Fauna
Stardate: 3-11-4643
Twenty four hours before the scheduled launch of the Burning Embers campaign
Interstel Headquarters Arth Northern Hemisphere
Eli, the head of Scientific Inquiry and Research at Interstel, Elowan, holder of the Vitupxi award for gifted minds, bearer of a doctorate in Xeno-ology, was troubled.
Eli boarded the shuttle for Starport, and sat down at a port window to watch the view of Arth. The shuttle would be spiraling into a low orbit over the southern hemisphere, and no matter how many times he saw it, the old hot zone, still inspired a moment of silence. The damage all these hundreds of years later was still apparent, the damage, now understood to be from a Uhlek Planetoid plasma bomb, or ppb for short. The Uhl, Eli thought, the Uhlek, as he stared down at his arm stems he began to notice the browning, Eli was getting Old.
Im not too old, not yet, Eli mumbled out loud, the pilots turned briefly to look questioningly back before returning to their orbital maneuvers.
His meeting with Xirtel the Head of Colonial Fleet Affairs for the AUW (Arth Union Of Worlds) would commence in 1 hour, Xirtel the Turtle, Eli thought to himself.
At the airlock to Starport, cadets saluted stiffly as Eli passed through the decompressors, security locks, and viral sniffers. He was still uncomfortable with new fleet protocals, it had all changed so much since Interstel went military, he was a company man, a scientist from the heyday of exploration. War was a foreign concept.
Eli was ushered into Xirtels office, a wide semi circular room that aligned itself with the outer hull of the station, a large window looked down upon the planet, and at the berthing bays where new ships were being commissioned. Eli almost fell into Xirtels large insectoid hand as a wave of space nausia overtook him.
Are you the being ok? Xirtel asked and helped steady his old friend. Eli was unable to answer so Xirtel talked to give the old flora a moment to steady himself, Look, out below us, this is the Argos. Our newest experimental science vessel, Galilelo class, some human obsession with using strange old earth names. He then did the veloxi version of a smile in which mandibles twist upwards in mimic of the human expression.
Shes stunning., Eli finally made out.
Yes Xirtel continued, The pride of the 3rd fleet she would be, if they only knew she existed.
Is she up to spec? Eli asked.
Shell ready launch be to, twenty four hours after Burning the Embers campaign sets sail Xirtel paused to rub his middle legs together.
Hopefully the commotion of the fleets movements will distract the Gazurtoid long enough for her to reach Uhlek space.
Eli whispered.
They both sat in silence before the great oblong window watching crews and shuttles carry out last minute services upon the Argos.
Flares and glows speckled the ship and lit up their faces. She was longer, and more sleek than the hammer head and challenger classes, resembling more of a scout, but closer in size to the original hulls of the first two fleets.
Eli, with the Gazurtoid war turning the good most certainly, starport given you the has green light, but maybe explain more you will so I of service can be..
The old Elowan still enjoyed Xirtlel the turtles back talk Veloxi speech patterns. He looked up and waved his armstems in the Elowan patterns of aquiscience.
Xirtel, I am troubled
So, not just exploration and colonization this isnt?
Its the Uhl Im worried about.
Xirtel crossed his middle and upper armsets in the Veloxi form of a question.
The Uhlek specifically.
ahhh Xirtel hummed, but defeated they were 3 years gone?
Im not so sure Xi, Im just not sure.
So the rumors have you worried, no wonder Starfleet the go has given you, business is serious, if asking me be you are, but convinced am I not.
If all goes well this will be nothing more than an exploratory mission, and reports are that we could possibly add a few more worlds to your colony rosters.
Stardate: 3-11-4643
Twenty four hours before the scheduled launch of the Burning Embers campaign
Interstel Headquarters Arth Northern Hemisphere
Eli, the head of Scientific Inquiry and Research at Interstel, Elowan, holder of the Vitupxi award for gifted minds, bearer of a doctorate in Xeno-ology, was troubled.
Eli boarded the shuttle for Starport, and sat down at a port window to watch the view of Arth. The shuttle would be spiraling into a low orbit over the southern hemisphere, and no matter how many times he saw it, the old hot zone, still inspired a moment of silence. The damage all these hundreds of years later was still apparent, the damage, now understood to be from a Uhlek Planetoid plasma bomb, or ppb for short. The Uhl, Eli thought, the Uhlek, as he stared down at his arm stems he began to notice the browning, Eli was getting Old.
Im not too old, not yet, Eli mumbled out loud, the pilots turned briefly to look questioningly back before returning to their orbital maneuvers.
His meeting with Xirtel the Head of Colonial Fleet Affairs for the AUW (Arth Union Of Worlds) would commence in 1 hour, Xirtel the Turtle, Eli thought to himself.
At the airlock to Starport, cadets saluted stiffly as Eli passed through the decompressors, security locks, and viral sniffers. He was still uncomfortable with new fleet protocals, it had all changed so much since Interstel went military, he was a company man, a scientist from the heyday of exploration. War was a foreign concept.
Eli was ushered into Xirtels office, a wide semi circular room that aligned itself with the outer hull of the station, a large window looked down upon the planet, and at the berthing bays where new ships were being commissioned. Eli almost fell into Xirtels large insectoid hand as a wave of space nausia overtook him.
Are you the being ok? Xirtel asked and helped steady his old friend. Eli was unable to answer so Xirtel talked to give the old flora a moment to steady himself, Look, out below us, this is the Argos. Our newest experimental science vessel, Galilelo class, some human obsession with using strange old earth names. He then did the veloxi version of a smile in which mandibles twist upwards in mimic of the human expression.
Shes stunning., Eli finally made out.
Yes Xirtel continued, The pride of the 3rd fleet she would be, if they only knew she existed.
Is she up to spec? Eli asked.
Shell ready launch be to, twenty four hours after Burning the Embers campaign sets sail Xirtel paused to rub his middle legs together.
Hopefully the commotion of the fleets movements will distract the Gazurtoid long enough for her to reach Uhlek space.
Eli whispered.
They both sat in silence before the great oblong window watching crews and shuttles carry out last minute services upon the Argos.
Flares and glows speckled the ship and lit up their faces. She was longer, and more sleek than the hammer head and challenger classes, resembling more of a scout, but closer in size to the original hulls of the first two fleets.
Eli, with the Gazurtoid war turning the good most certainly, starport given you the has green light, but maybe explain more you will so I of service can be..
The old Elowan still enjoyed Xirtlel the turtles back talk Veloxi speech patterns. He looked up and waved his armstems in the Elowan patterns of aquiscience.
Xirtel, I am troubled
So, not just exploration and colonization this isnt?
Its the Uhl Im worried about.
Xirtel crossed his middle and upper armsets in the Veloxi form of a question.
The Uhlek specifically.
ahhh Xirtel hummed, but defeated they were 3 years gone?
Im not so sure Xi, Im just not sure.
So the rumors have you worried, no wonder Starfleet the go has given you, business is serious, if asking me be you are, but convinced am I not.
If all goes well this will be nothing more than an exploratory mission, and reports are that we could possibly add a few more worlds to your colony rosters.
