Posted by Lieutenant Bethany Kovra Gadi (Chief Tactical/Lead RTF Officer) in MAIN SIM - RCO Office

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Elora Myles (Acting Commanding Officer; First Officer) in MAIN SIM - RCO Office

Posted by Lieutenant Bethany Kovra Gadi (Chief Tactical/Lead RTF Officer) in MAIN SIM - RCO Office
Bethany entered her office. Well it was hers, but it didn’t feel like it. That was okay though. She sat at her desk and punched in her access code to pull up the information from the admiral about their target. She wasn’t sure what she was looking for, but she hoped she would recognize it when she saw it.

Lt. Gadi, RCO

The LCARS interface flickered to life under Lt. Gadi’s fingertips, the data packet from Admiral Stockton scrolling across her terminal. It wasn’t much just a compressed series of sensor logs, comm records, and one truncated video file tagged “Outpost Theta Dig Site 3.”

The playback began automatically. A shaky visual came into focus: a research tent, half-lit by portable lamps. Two civilian scientists argued just off-screen, something about field harmonics and resonant interference.

Then a ripple of static cut through the feed, and a flash of color—something bright—passed across the camera lens. The last audible words were “If it does that again, I swear.” The image froze there, mid-motion.

LCARS analysis scrolled in the corner:

GM SIM DUDE – aCO

“Well that is something to work with.” Bethany had never been given Tactical because she was good at firing chasers and targeting torpedoes. She was amazing at infiltrating enemy computer systems and FUBARing them. Picking out details from a vid was easy.

Shebpulled up her imaging analysis program and began going through each frame, each micro second at a time. She analyzed everything from the image to the audio to the metadata.

Lt. Gadi, CTO/RTF

The imaging software worked through the corrupted frames line by line, stabilizing the feed as best it could. At first, nothing unusual appeared—just lab equipment, datapads, and the pale glow of work lamps. Then, on frame 4,127, a strange flicker registered in the background: a brief shimmer of woven texture suspended in midair. The LCARS algorithm tried to classify it—energy distortion? photonic interference?—but settled on “unidentified synthetic lattice.”

The audio reconstruction isolated a faint background layer buried beneath the scientists’ voices—a rhythmic sound, soft but deliberate. It wasn’t static or electronic hum; it was… rustling. Almost like fabric being handled or brushed together, accompanied by an irregular snapping noise, as though threads were tightening under tension. When looped and amplified, the pattern repeated every seven seconds—too structured to be random interference.

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