USS Atlantis
Tick Tick Boom The Promenade - Da Mu...when the past doesn't match the future or the present
Da Mu felt the slight sensation of falling as lights enveloped him. Raising his hands did nothing to stop it as he rematerialized in a new part of the ship. Gone was the silence of Marine Country. It was replaced with sounds of confusion and chaos. The klaxons and red lights were only adding tension and fear to the situation. Rage poured through the Elder at the almost casual way these aliens could pluck an individual from one spot and move them to another in an instance. Touching an Elder without being given permission was against the law. These people needed to be informed that such actions would no longer be permitted.
The battle drug fueled his rage causing Da Mu to immediately going on the offensive. Raising his fist to the ceiling, Da Mu dispelled his weapon. Bolts of energy riccoheted off the ceiling to burn themselves out on walls and deckplating. Those that encountered glass walls shattered them sending shards out like daggers. As if he controlled it, the klaxons suddenly silenced leaving only the screams and cries of the people around him. This gave him time to take in his surroundings. The area looked like a shopping area with clothes, shoes, and merchandise filling the space. Translate and scan Da Mu spoke within his armor. Numerous holodisplays began to process his request as data appeared indicating the probability of weapons, the make up of the humanoids in the space, and his surroundings.
Weapons - absent. Females 86% of the population. Males 14% of the population. Estimated age of the population sample is fourty one with 18% of the sample being juveniles. Environment - shopping complex. Threat assessment- minimal. Room appears to be shielded..
“Quad report,” Da Mu’s spoke into his helmet trying to ascertain where the rest of the group was. He was sure his weapons would punch through thier shielding however not knowing what was over him, stopped the use of more powerful armaments for now.
***Communication systems currently disabled. Unable to translate written alien language at this time. Armor at 72 percent. Repairs in progress. *** The AI system of his armor responded.
Dropping a fist full of metal balls, they rolled from his feet spilling out into an oily river leading him towards the people instead of away from it. “I am not to be feared but embraced for I am your salvation.” Da Mu’s stepped into the inky pool. With each step it seemed to flow with him like a river invoking the image of one walking on water. Pausing next to a shirt that was hanging, he let the slippery silken material glide between his fingers. While the initial mission was to find the Prism, Da Mu now knew there was a more divine purpose for his and the other Elder’s arrival in the Milky Way. “Kneel down so that I may teach you the path to enlightenment and away from the shallow hedonistic life which has consumed you. I am here to free your mortal souls. Bend at the knee so I might release the yolk of darkness and ignorance that has suffocated you from birth.” Dropping the material, Da Mu raised his hands above his head and began to pray.
Da Mu