Posted by Captain Freja Andreassen (Commanding Officer) in Main Sim-Nebula down time waiting for news-Bridge

Posted by Lieutenant T’Leia (Chief Science Officer) in Main Sim-Nebula down time waiting for news-Bridge

Posted by Colonel Jaxon “Hawk” Hammond (Commander, Air Group (CAG)) in Main Sim-Nebula down time waiting for news-Bridge
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A couple of hours had passed since the Tal’Kiran vanished. The moment the comms meeting ended, she broke formation and cloaked, her crew reduced to just 80 volunteers—the bare minimum needed to keep a D’Deridex operational. She disappeared into the nebula without a word. Since then… nothing. No pings. No telemetry. Not even sensor ghosts. Just silence.

The IKS K’voras cloaked not long after, slipping out of the nebula just far enough to get a scan. What she found wasn’t comforting. The monsters were still out there—those warped, hulking things patrolling the edges of long-range sensors, shifting in and out of view like predators waiting for a lapse in attention. They hadn’t moved on. Their focus was still locked on Chimera and her allies.

But the Tal’Kiran?

Still no sign. And in this kind of silence, that’s the part that keeps you watching the shadows.

Kira The Weasel
GMT Phoenix

Freja hated the waiting game, she supposed it came from her years as a fighter pilot. She was used to getting out there and doing rather than sitting in a chair waiting for word.

At least, thanks to the K’voras, their enemy seemed to be fixated on them rather than moving on to another less military-like object for the time being.

~Freja Andreassen~

Suddenly there was beeping at the console a hail was coming in the officer at the Ops station turned “Captain we are getting a hail it appears to be the Tal’Kiran…but I don’t know it’s like their id signal is flickering…could just be the nebula I will run diagnostics but would you like me to open channel anyway?” She asked

Kira The Weasel
GMT Phoenix

“Yes, let’s hear it,” Freja replied.

~Freja Andreassen~

She pulled it up it was audio only there was some static and some other artifacts

=/\=”ChImmmmera ThhhEEEE Way is Clear....COooome To Us! ReeeeInnnforcments Haaaavvveee arrrivvved assswellll…Coooomee Tooooo Usssssssss”=/\=

Kira The Weasel
GMT Phoenix

“So they know our ship name now? What else do they know, because I’m pretty sure that’s not the Tal’Kiran anymore,” Freja replied, “Run diagnostics, let’s see if we can analyze the static.”

~Freja Andreassen~

The Officer at the opps station began to analyze the static

“There is nothing much here captain just the signs that they seem to have fallen to whatever this infection is as well

Kira The Weasel
GMT Phoenix

Hammond stood on in the back observing, it certainly felt suspicious to him. He did not say anything yet the captain seemed to be on a similar thought line and he did not want to disrupt. He typed a few stand by orders to the wings to be read.

Colonel Jaxon ‘Hawk’ Hammond
Commander 7th Marine Expeditionary Unit “Iron Valkyries” (CAG)

T’Leia entered the bridge and moved over to the Science station to start her shift. She nodded to the Junior officer who gave it up to her and logged in. Running the science logs so she could catch up on what was going on.
OOC: I am afraid I came in mid sim so not exactly what was tried against these aliens. Did anything effect them?)

Lt. T’Leia CSO

OOC: Basically the nebula gases kill them, they’ve come from subspace and I’m sure I’m oversimplifying, Kira when you have a moment, perhaps a summary on your portion of the MOTD may be in order?

IC:

Freja breathed in through her nose, “Do we have any sensor data, they mentioned reinforcements?” She asked. This was rapidly getting out of control and she needed to try and wrap her head around a solution quickly. Maybe the solution was blow them out of the sky, but she needed a game plan before charging out of the nebula with guns blazing.

~Freja Andreassen~

“ Running scans, Captsin.”
T’Leia frowned and quickly ran what scans she could given where they were.

Lt. T’Leia CSO