Posted by Vice Admiral CockRoach (GM) in Main Sim - Mess Hall - Chat With Elm
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Was that what messed them up in that spatial distortion? That this other future ship did that? What did it do for these people though? She thought that the other team was in that area and if there was any kind of oddity for energy readings they would make a beeline for it. Perhaps there should have been a disclaimer to them of expecting to meet up with many different humans from different times in different dress. Providence. It seemed less providence and more like some kind of spider web in space where their ships seemed to be like metal flies. “There is another team that is investigating things. Maybe they will find out more.” She peered at Elm then outside. Was that other ship still around? What did it look like? What mineral were they looking for? That seemed odd to consider a ‘mineral’ rather than an alloy or something to fix the ship with. She would love love love! To have a look around one of those ships.

But what could be done here? If they were remnants of the other crew and the military and science arms being on different national groups could they bring them together somehow as a kind of ‘hey, we’re back, stand down, this is not the way to act’. “You’re helping us understand a lot, Elm,” she said. The pieces were coming together but the solution was still dangling out there just out of reach.
- El, Eng

Elm just sighed rubbing her arms, “..I am just a civilian no one special..” She said.

GM CockRoach

El knew she had a sense of purpose about her but she also knew that there were limits on herself. This whole situation was hard. On all of them. Every one was a problem bigger than themselves - a common thing. “And I’m just an ensign who is a glorified grease monkey in the machine shop and work on the engines.” Even though she said that, as she got to saying ‘the engines’ she said it affectionately, wistfully. “Everyone in the end is the same. Small to the universe, but every one unique and special,” she said to her, reaching out to place her hand on Elm’s shoulder in a sign of support.
El, Eng

“That they are Ensign,” Jonathan said stepping out of the private dining room into the general Mess Hall. “And without all of our unique abilities, we would never be able to keep this ship running. It’s that uniqueness that keeps us running.”

Cmdr. McKnight - XO

El jerked, not realizing that she had been coiled up tight and probably looked like a startled cat, and emitted a short, if guarded, curse in Cantonese, more directed at herself being so jittery and surprised than anything. How much of the conversation had been overheard? How badly had she botched it all? She had found out a lot, though in not hearing anything back from the Captain and her message she could only assume that the Captain had found that out already. After all there was still a team below and that brave soldier present on board. Was the Commander here to tell her that they should be elsewhere? “Commander, this is Elm,” she said after recovering, though her heart still raced. “Elm, this is Commander McKnight. He is second under the Captain.” She paused. “Elm was hungry. Food is scarce on the planet so I brought her here.” It wasn’t much, here, with it being the middle of the night, and the fare being hot dogs likely left over from dinner. El, hungry too, was not complaining about the fare. “Did you .. need something, sir?” she asked.

• El, Eng

Elm in turn seemed surprised and taken off guard by the XO’s appearance into the room. She gave the man a simple look over then went back to nibbling on the last of her hot dog and bun.

GM CockRoach

“It’s nice to meet you Elm. I know it’s not much,” he said gesturing towards the hot dogs, “but I’m sure the chef would be able to put together quite the breakfast for you in the morning.

“I was just passing through after meeting with the Captain. What are your thoughts on the Bonnie so far?” Jonathan asked looking towards Elm.

Cmdr. McKnight - XO