10-17-2026, 10:34 PM
“Agreed, I'll see if I can find anything from the scans." Aeryn was straight to work, and Mara appreciated her urgency.
Hally had rather more to say though, offering a detailed reply and some linguistic analysis as well.
"Sorry. What I mean is, I might be able to establish a little more about who we're dealing with from the original transmission. At least enough to give us a better idea of what questions we ought to be asking."
“I mean, tha’s true to a point,” Mara replied. “Yeah, these guys know we’re here. But tha’ don’ mean by default tha’ they’re at the requisite tech level to handle transporters, replicators an’ phasers. I feel like we still need to go down there an’ confirm. Even if it’s just an initial recon ‘fore we call down the big guns.”
The Security Chief rose to her feet and stretched her back out.
"No response to our hails yet, Commander," Hally added, checking the communications monitor before returning to the recording. "But, I'll keep trying."
“Thanks.” Mara nodded in acknowledgment. She was silent for a moment as she processed everything that she’d been told. For all her terrifying reputation, the Bandaran was a sponge for knowledge, and she was learning all the time at the moment. All the studying she’d done since gaining her third pip was standing her in good stead.
I still can’t get my ‘ead ‘round this. I’m callin’ the shots on the Bridge of Artemis. There’s a load o’ my Academy instructors who can officially fuckin’ suck it. The thought made her lips pull back in a feral grin. All the same, I think I’ve done as much as I’m comfy doin’ without checkin’ in with Crawford. It’s her show no’ mine an’ there is no way I’m takin’ a team anywhere without her tellin’ me it’s all good.
“Right. I need to go see the boss, see wha’ she wants to do,” Mara said. “Helm, take us into orbit if I’m no’ back out by the time we arrive, an’ see what options we got in terms of landin’ zones. Ideally drop us close as you can to where tha’ transmission came from. Science, can someone do me an atmospheric scan please. Are we safe to beam down, or do we need a shuttle? Aeryn, you got the conn.”
With a deep breath to centre herself, she headed over to the Ready Room door and pressed the chime. Talking to Tyra didn’t necessarily make her nervous, but Mara always wanted to show her best self to the CO.
There’s been enough fuck-ups from me. An’ she’s given me nothin’ but support an’ faith. I gotta keep repayin’ tha’.
After a moment, the door slid open and the Security Chief stepped inside.
== Tags all! The Captain unfortunately is indisposed in RL so the briefing between Crawford and Calleja will take place off-screen. I’ll bring Mara back out when it’s my turn to post next. ==
Hally had rather more to say though, offering a detailed reply and some linguistic analysis as well.
"Sorry. What I mean is, I might be able to establish a little more about who we're dealing with from the original transmission. At least enough to give us a better idea of what questions we ought to be asking."
“I mean, tha’s true to a point,” Mara replied. “Yeah, these guys know we’re here. But tha’ don’ mean by default tha’ they’re at the requisite tech level to handle transporters, replicators an’ phasers. I feel like we still need to go down there an’ confirm. Even if it’s just an initial recon ‘fore we call down the big guns.”
The Security Chief rose to her feet and stretched her back out.
"No response to our hails yet, Commander," Hally added, checking the communications monitor before returning to the recording. "But, I'll keep trying."
“Thanks.” Mara nodded in acknowledgment. She was silent for a moment as she processed everything that she’d been told. For all her terrifying reputation, the Bandaran was a sponge for knowledge, and she was learning all the time at the moment. All the studying she’d done since gaining her third pip was standing her in good stead.
I still can’t get my ‘ead ‘round this. I’m callin’ the shots on the Bridge of Artemis. There’s a load o’ my Academy instructors who can officially fuckin’ suck it. The thought made her lips pull back in a feral grin. All the same, I think I’ve done as much as I’m comfy doin’ without checkin’ in with Crawford. It’s her show no’ mine an’ there is no way I’m takin’ a team anywhere without her tellin’ me it’s all good.
“Right. I need to go see the boss, see wha’ she wants to do,” Mara said. “Helm, take us into orbit if I’m no’ back out by the time we arrive, an’ see what options we got in terms of landin’ zones. Ideally drop us close as you can to where tha’ transmission came from. Science, can someone do me an atmospheric scan please. Are we safe to beam down, or do we need a shuttle? Aeryn, you got the conn.”
With a deep breath to centre herself, she headed over to the Ready Room door and pressed the chime. Talking to Tyra didn’t necessarily make her nervous, but Mara always wanted to show her best self to the CO.
There’s been enough fuck-ups from me. An’ she’s given me nothin’ but support an’ faith. I gotta keep repayin’ tha’.
After a moment, the door slid open and the Security Chief stepped inside.
== Tags all! The Captain unfortunately is indisposed in RL so the briefing between Crawford and Calleja will take place off-screen. I’ll bring Mara back out when it’s my turn to post next. ==