02-26-2026, 01:46 PM
Cdr Keir and Lt Ra'an's synchronized tricorders easily pull the residual data from Lt Powl's transporter buffer. The aliens are humanoid, but their skeletal structure is incredibly dense, laced with a naturally occurring metallic compound. They are in near perfect physical health—they are simply locked in a deep, technologically induced coma.
"What in the gods..." Amila muttered under her breath. "Commander are you seeing this?"
Amila mostly ignored the nurse who had approached her and was now scanning her with a medical tricorder, and Amila walked closer to the pods, forcing the nurse to follow her to continue collecting Amila's vitals.
"This skeletal structure is something that I've never seen before," Amila commented. "And, how are these stasis pods keeping these people in such good condition, even as their power is failing?" The question was hypothetical for now, but Amila hoped they would find answers soon. It was clear these people had technology that surpassed their own in many ways.
Before they could talk much further about it Morad's voice cut through the noise of Sickbay. When he said her name the world seemed to stop, even if it was just for a simple order.
"Lieutenant Ra'an," Morad's tone was crisp and professional, but Amila expected nothing less while they were working. His voice still sent happy butterflies fluttering through her chest. "That data module is our only key to understanding who we just invited aboard. Take it to the science labs. Try to extract a translation matrix and some answers before these people open their eyes."
Amila nodded as she turned to face the Commanding Officer. "Yes, Sir. Right Away."
When he was her first officer - before the date - she used to steal smiles at him when he gave her orders, but now she kept it professional too. Serious. After acknowledging his order she walked over to Lieutenant Gath who was still holding on to the data module that he had managed to recover from the ship.
"I can take that from you," she offered to the Klingon security officer.
==Tags Gath, Ameen, Keir==
"What in the gods..." Amila muttered under her breath. "Commander are you seeing this?"
Amila mostly ignored the nurse who had approached her and was now scanning her with a medical tricorder, and Amila walked closer to the pods, forcing the nurse to follow her to continue collecting Amila's vitals.
"This skeletal structure is something that I've never seen before," Amila commented. "And, how are these stasis pods keeping these people in such good condition, even as their power is failing?" The question was hypothetical for now, but Amila hoped they would find answers soon. It was clear these people had technology that surpassed their own in many ways.
Before they could talk much further about it Morad's voice cut through the noise of Sickbay. When he said her name the world seemed to stop, even if it was just for a simple order.
"Lieutenant Ra'an," Morad's tone was crisp and professional, but Amila expected nothing less while they were working. His voice still sent happy butterflies fluttering through her chest. "That data module is our only key to understanding who we just invited aboard. Take it to the science labs. Try to extract a translation matrix and some answers before these people open their eyes."
Amila nodded as she turned to face the Commanding Officer. "Yes, Sir. Right Away."
When he was her first officer - before the date - she used to steal smiles at him when he gave her orders, but now she kept it professional too. Serious. After acknowledging his order she walked over to Lieutenant Gath who was still holding on to the data module that he had managed to recover from the ship.
"I can take that from you," she offered to the Klingon security officer.
==Tags Gath, Ameen, Keir==