Posted by Captain Alex Becket (Commanding Officer) in Main Sim - Ark Angel Bridge Command Center

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Jax storm (Chief Helmsman) in Main Sim - Ark Angel Bridge Command Center

Posted by Gamemaster GM CockRoach (Gamemaster) in Main Sim - Ark Angel Bridge Command Center
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He heard the muttering from Ensign Blackford. “Ensign, is everything okay?” He asked. Not sure what to say or ask.

Captain Alex Becket
Commanding Officer
U.S.S. Ark Angel

The comms chimed as the Counselor’s voice filled the bridge.

=^= Cross to Captain Becket. The EVA team has completed suit checks and final mission preparations. We are preparing to depart the ship and conduct a close-range survey of the target area. Objectives are reconnaissance, environmental assessment, and collection of sensor data. Lieutenant Spenn will be monitoring the team’s medical telemetry throughout the operation, and we will maintain continuous communications with the ship. =^=

There was a pause before he continued.

=^= We will proceed cautiously and report any significant findings immediately. Requesting permission to commence EVA operations, sir. =^=

Counselor Alex Cross

=/\= Very well counselor. Just make sure we don’t lose anyone. I want everyone back home safely. Once safely home, we can then leave the system. I want to verify if there are survivors or not. =/\=. He replied back.

Captain Alex Becket
Commanding Officer
U.S.S. Ark Angel

=^=Understood, sir. Cross out.=^=

Counselor Alex Cross

Wyatt scratched the back of his head, shifting awkwardly for a moment. “Sorry sir, it’s nothing,” he said quickly, his voice a little too rushed to sound convincing. Before the other man could press any further, Wyatt clicked off the message on his PADD and pulled his report back up.

His eyes scanned over the lines of data, though his focus clearly wasn’t fully there anymore. He leaned back slightly in his chair, tapping his fingers lightly against the edge of the console as he reread the same section twice. Around him, the steady hum of the ship and the quiet chatter from nearby stations filled the silence he left behind.

After a second, Wyatt straightened up and forced himself back into work mode. He began checking over the incoming reports one by one, verifying security logs, patrol rotations, and status updates with practiced efficiency. Every now and then his gaze flicked briefly toward the dark screen where the message had been before he pushed the thought away again and continued typing.

Ensign Wyatt Blackford

Security Junior Officer

U.S.S. Ark Angel

Storm looked at his post then towards the captain ” pardon me sir but should i make sure the shuttles are ready in case they are needed?”

LT Junior Grade Jax Storm
Chief Helmsman/ops
U.S.S Ark Angel

“The away teams has gotten flight checks done and are already to go. We just got to monitor them in case something happens.” He replied back to Storm.

Captain Alex Becket
Commanding Officer
U.S.S. Ark Angel

As the crew on the bridge sat and waited for reports from the shuttle teams to come in, the sensors scanning the rest of the system outside the radiation interference and beyond the chunks of the wrecked alien ship finally came back with some results.

Tinier bits of debris had been blown out to other areas of the system, but they were so tiny as to be impossible to hold any kind of known life or survivors. There was also energy residues that definitely were of unknown weapons fire. Most likely some kind of plasma based energy weapon, though very low yield compared to any more modern weapons of known powers. There was also signs of primitive and crude nuclear and fusion tipped missile weapons among the system. Showing more likely that the chunks of debris of the alien ship were likely two ships but both from the same race and origin of the space faring alien culture. Why the two ships had fought each other, and why damage of the remaining five chunks were showing damage both internally and externally though was still a mystery.

GM CockRoach

storm couldnt shake the feeling that something felt off ” captain based on the damage i would say we are in the middle of a war zone and should steer clear of any hostile engagements”

LT Junior Grade Jax Storm
Chief Helmsman/ops
U.S.S Ark Angel

“Understood. Let’s go to at least 5,000 kilometers away. I’ll inform both teams.” He said.

Captain Alex Becket
Commanding Officer
U.S.S. Ark Angel

Wyatt tapped his foot lightly against the deck as he checked over the readings on his console for what had to be the third time in the last ten minutes.There was uneasy feeling sitting in the pit of his stomach refused to go away.

He frowned slightly and leaned closer to the screen, jade and blue eyes scanning line after line of data with careful attention. His fingers moved quickly across the controls as he reopened reports he had already cleared once before. Then he checked them again anyway. It was probably nothing. Stress maybe. Long shifts and too little sleep could make anyone paranoid.

But Wyatt had learned a long time ago to trust his instincts.

Something felt off.

He exhaled slowly through his nose and forced himself to stay calm. Around him the bridge continued on as normal. Officers moved between stations, quiet conversations blending with the soft hum of the ship’s systems. On the surface everything appeared routine, almost painfully ordinary, yet the tension in his shoulders only tightened.

Wyatt glanced around the room for a moment, quietly studying everyone. Years of watching people had made him good at reading emotions even when nobody said a word. One officer looked tired but focused, another irritated at a malfunctioning panel, someone near the communications station seemed nervous though they were trying hard not to show it. Nothing alarming individually, but the atmosphere carried a strange edge to it, like everyone was waiting for something they couldn’t name.

Ensign Wyatt Blackford

Security Junior Officer

U.S.S. Ark Angel