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The first nodded in thought, “..True there too! Maybe it’s got to do with being less of a possible danger if something haywire goes on while over there? Isn’t there supposedly some kind of temporal effect we’re worried on is what I heard..” the first said.

”..Hmm, well a shuttle would have more resources to fall back on if a temporal anomaly showed up! Where as such an anomaly could interfere with transporters either way, so maybe that’s it?” She replied. “…The Captain sure is a forward problem thinking person if that’s true, I’d never have thought of that!” she added.

Meanwhile at the front of the Armadillo shuttle, the NE pilot turned in his seat. “..Ok we all done yapping back there or are we getting this show on the road? At this rate this mystery temporal anomaly is going to show up or disaptate before we even launch!” he huffed in annoyance at the on going delays.

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V’alura smiled at Miz’uki, “I’m sure we’ll think of something. Though, and please don’t take this the wrong way, but I think they’ll be far more interested in our ship and technology and why we think they’re in distress.” That said, V’alura did pause from her work to fluff her hair just so to hide her pointed ears. She had a feeling there were no more Vulcan-Human hybrids then Caitian’s severing in Starfleet in their time. That done she turned her thoughts back towards the mission and the words parted by their NE’s.

“Perhaps we could play a trick on their scanners,” She suggested, “So that if they scan us, we’ll make it so that the information they get in return is enough to satisfy their curiosity without revealing anything that would go against the temporal prime directive. I can work en-route to also satisfy our pilot.” She added, non-pulsed by their pilot’s interruption.

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“Yeah, I guess that’s true…Of course, I could just play Mute…That could be fun” she laughed as she settled in ready to get this mission running her tail swishing back and forth

Miz’uki

OOC: A reminder this important main sim thread should be involving the XO, CE, COS, CSO, also to be included here now should be engineering JO Drawde Enik and security JO Ashley Logan. If anyone has comments, questions or concerns, or needs a reminder of what they should be doing once aboard here that doesnt get outlined below please either hit me up in Discord (I’m PrezRoach there1), ask in the Ark Angel Discord ship room, or email me at my contact email address.

The Armadillo shuttle’s rear hatch closed and after a moment of humming the engine’s fully powered up and the shuttle departed the Ark Angel’s shuttle bay 1 at the top of the saucer. Angling the shuttle about NE Harris the shuttle’s pilot helmed things expertly. The shuttle passed through thin and thick clouds of nebula gases on its short trip to the SS Synthesis but no problems came about on their approach.

Equally if anyone on board decided to do so scans on their trip just confirmed everything they had so far found out about the mystery before them. The SS Synthesis was barely older then a year at most from its original construction in 2162, the weathering on the ship and sensors for the dating on the ship confirmed this. Equally there did not appear to be any known temporal anomaly effects at work either on the ship, or on the Warrens around them. Nor did their appear to be any signs of distress from the Synthesis’s crew that would have caused them to send out a distress call that they had not even sent yet it seems that had drawn the Ark Angel on this mission here that would cause a loss of control of the ship and their systems.

All this took about 5 minutes in transit time, with the end result of the rear of the Synthesis shuttle bay doors opening at the back of the secondary hull. With a dull thud the Armadillo shuttle touched down about 20 feet from two nearby Type-1a Shuttlepods of the mid-22nd century in their launch cradles. Both looked almost untouched and brand new. “..Touchdown complete, we’ll need to wait till they pressurize the bay though till we can depart. Since they didn’t invent the controlled forcefield atmosphere controls yet on these old ships.” Harris reported.

Two minutes of waiting later and finally NE Harris reported, “..Pressurization complete, stable atmosphere out there.” as if to confirm this the nearby corridor door hatch swung open and in came three humans in 2160s era (Basically still Enterprise era uniforms but with the added change of having the UFP symbol on the shoulder sides instead of the ship’s emblem) jumpsuits. Only one of them carried a sidearm, a simple Phase pistol, still holstered though as they approached.

The first to approach was the pistol carrying human, a full lieutenant in rank and going off the department band colorings on the jumpsuit was probably in the ship’s armory/security department. The man was about 5‘11, well muscled, with short crop blonde hair, and a no nonsense attitude typical of officers in such a department and who took their job and the ship’s safety very seriously. His eyes of course roamed over the shuttle’s outlines and was peering in through the side windows obviously counting those present and looking for any threats. Just to his right was a woman about 5‘8 in height, slightly longer shoulder length hair, deep brown-red in color, and going by their department colors was probably in the ship’s science or medical department. She had an aura and look of curiosity on her features as she stood back from the shuttle by about 15 feet or so. Just next to her was a Captain rank human, obviously the ship’s CO Captain Thomas Dambrine. The man stood at about 5‘10, a mostly friendly demeanor to his features. Like the armory/security officer his eyes too though roamed curiously over the lines of the shuttle.

”..I’ll remain here to keep an eye on things, make sure no one goes poking where they shouldnt..” NE Harris said turning in his pilot seat.

As their own shuttle’s rear hatch lowered, the armor/security officer came around shortly followed by the medical/science officer and then the Synthesis Captain, they all stood patiently back about 10 feet to let the shuttle’s crew depart. Captain Dambrine was the first to step forward offering a hand to whoever shook it first. “..I am Captain Thomas Dambrine, welcome aboard the Synthesis.” he said, then gestured to the armory/security lieutenant, “..This is my chief armory officer, Lieutenant Charles Dagill.” He said, said officer giving a simple nod in reply, gesturing then to the nearby woman, “..This is one of our science chiefs, Lieutenant Sully Quinn.” he said.

Quinn gave a more friendly smile, “..Pleased to meet you all! Though it is under strange circumstances!” she said in a cheery fashion.

It was then it seems the three seemed to notice more of the obvious details in uniforms, carried equipment, and even race on the away team. Captain Tambrine was though the first to comment on things, “..It would seem whatever, is afoot will probably take some time to get to the bottom of. Something tells me if I dig too deep in asking why your uh shuttlepod there..” he said gesturing to the shuttle, “..and your own officers..” he said gesturing to Maz’uki “..are so advanced or unknown to us, much less why they all look so different I’ll only wind up with a headache so for now I’ll keep quiet about it.” he said turning to his own officers, “..see that everyone is told the same unless it becomes important ok?” he said.

Getting nods, Tambrine turned back to the waiting away team, “..Well your uh Captain Andone said something about getting a up close read on my ship. Given we would be the ones in danger if it came from what she said I’ll ask how you want to start, Lieutenant Commander..” he said addressing the XO.

GM CockRoach