07-14-2026, 03:09 AM
[Ra'an to Midshipman A'kilees]
The saurian had been patiently waiting for this reply. It had taken the science team a while to get back to him so he imagined that they probably would have taken a moment to process the information and spend a little time investigating what they had uncovered from themselves. He could imagine the science team pouring over any number of things that they uncovered. Amila continued with her transmission.
[You should be receiving a request to connect to a secure signal at your terminal, your credentials will open the link as will the senior staff members who are with you now. Information will be incoming. from the module, and our guest should be able to have access to the information we have from his ship. Please have the Commander get on a secure line with me when he's able, Midshipman. If you run into any issues, Cortez and I are here on standby.]
A’kilees pressed on his combadge to reply, it chirped back in acknowledgement.
[Understood, thank you Lieutenant. I’ll be sure to pass the message along. A’kilees out.]
Turning towards the console, A’kilees watched as a request from the science labs appeared upon the screen prompting him for his starfleet authorization code to which he quickly put into the computer.
[A’kilees-Rho-7-5]
Packets of information begin popping up all across the LCARS screen. Just as before back in the science labs, there was a staggering amount of new information flooding in, far too much to process all at once. Hopefully the files for this “genetic seed” that he had previously been searching for earlier was located somewhere in the data jumble. A moment of doubt lingered at the back of his mind however. What would happen if they hadn’t retrieved what the Prime was looking for back on the Broken Arrow? Would another ship in Starfleet be tasked in combing through the wreckage in the forlorn chance that it was lingering in space? Would these people be doomed as species if they weren’t able to find it? As much as he would have peered through the swathes of alien knowledge and technology, A’kilees felt obligated to allow the Apex Prime the first glimpse and allow him to find anything pertaining to the “genetic seed” for themselves. A’kilees turned to Morad and the Apex Prime.
“Commander, if I can direct your and our guest’s attention to the console. We now have a direct link to the science labs where we can access all the information retrieved from the vessel.” and directed a clawed hand towards the console and looked towards the huge alien. “Please, feel free *gwark* to check over all the information at your leisure.”
“Also Commander,” and the saurian moved towards his commanding officer leaned down slightly and spoke in a softer tone. “Lieutenant Ra’an is requesting you contact her on a secure line when able. I can assist the Prime if you wish to contact her immediately” A’kilees offered.
== Tag Amila Ra’an, Ameen Morrad ==
The saurian had been patiently waiting for this reply. It had taken the science team a while to get back to him so he imagined that they probably would have taken a moment to process the information and spend a little time investigating what they had uncovered from themselves. He could imagine the science team pouring over any number of things that they uncovered. Amila continued with her transmission.
[You should be receiving a request to connect to a secure signal at your terminal, your credentials will open the link as will the senior staff members who are with you now. Information will be incoming. from the module, and our guest should be able to have access to the information we have from his ship. Please have the Commander get on a secure line with me when he's able, Midshipman. If you run into any issues, Cortez and I are here on standby.]
A’kilees pressed on his combadge to reply, it chirped back in acknowledgement.
[Understood, thank you Lieutenant. I’ll be sure to pass the message along. A’kilees out.]
Turning towards the console, A’kilees watched as a request from the science labs appeared upon the screen prompting him for his starfleet authorization code to which he quickly put into the computer.
[A’kilees-Rho-7-5]
Packets of information begin popping up all across the LCARS screen. Just as before back in the science labs, there was a staggering amount of new information flooding in, far too much to process all at once. Hopefully the files for this “genetic seed” that he had previously been searching for earlier was located somewhere in the data jumble. A moment of doubt lingered at the back of his mind however. What would happen if they hadn’t retrieved what the Prime was looking for back on the Broken Arrow? Would another ship in Starfleet be tasked in combing through the wreckage in the forlorn chance that it was lingering in space? Would these people be doomed as species if they weren’t able to find it? As much as he would have peered through the swathes of alien knowledge and technology, A’kilees felt obligated to allow the Apex Prime the first glimpse and allow him to find anything pertaining to the “genetic seed” for themselves. A’kilees turned to Morad and the Apex Prime.
“Commander, if I can direct your and our guest’s attention to the console. We now have a direct link to the science labs where we can access all the information retrieved from the vessel.” and directed a clawed hand towards the console and looked towards the huge alien. “Please, feel free *gwark* to check over all the information at your leisure.”
“Also Commander,” and the saurian moved towards his commanding officer leaned down slightly and spoke in a softer tone. “Lieutenant Ra’an is requesting you contact her on a secure line when able. I can assist the Prime if you wish to contact her immediately” A’kilees offered.
== Tag Amila Ra’an, Ameen Morrad ==