Posted by Lieutenant Commander Brenna Neenna Atoded (Chief of Pets & 2nd Officer (COP)) in Arrival of the Zoo

Posted by Captain Zarcal (Person Who Runs The Ship (CO)) in Arrival of the Zoo

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Brenna Neenna Atoded (Chief of Pets & 2nd Officer (COP)) in Arrival of the Zoo
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Brenna moved towards the back of the Emporium where she kept the lights dimmed or dark all the time. There was a very special ‘pet’ that had arrived and she wanted to make sure it was extremely comfortable. It had come all the way from Janus VI and was still unhatched. The silicone of the shell, after scans, showed it was undamaged and developing at a normal rate. She had the Teflon required for the necessary coating needed to protect the child from the oxygenated environment. It would take time to know if it would be safe in other environments without the coating.

=^=Lt Cmdr Atoded to Cpt Zarcal. I believe I have a very important delivery in my office for you.=^=

She then sent out a message to the crew, reminding them to come pick out a pet.
Lt Cmdr Atoded, CoP

The distinct odor of cigarette smoke assaulted the Commander’s nostrils; only shortly before an recently-familiar voice announced their presence from behind the Chief of Pets. “Hey uh, boss? We got’s about a dozen crates of Andorian crickets back here, whatchu want done wit’ em? Filling the hallway leading to the ‘staff only’ portion of the Pet emporium stood ‘Little’ Tony, a not-so-little Orion man; hands occupied by one of the aforementioned crates. Standing next to him was a small Trill woman; known as Tony the Sneak; perpetual scowl at full force; and smoking a cigarette as though she actively wished it harm.

-Tony(s)

“TONYS!!!!!!!” Brenna smiled as she turned. She loved the Tonys. Couldn’t get enough of them. She’d have them ALL in her department if she had work for them. But ‘Little’ Tony was her favorite. Something about big green men....like the hulk. She laughed to herself. “Storage room 3. The temperature is cooler in there and will keep them alive longer. Good thing they came in too. That Frost Beetle Lily is getting more aggressive and very hungry.” Brenna tapped a command on her desk to increase the air intake to clear out the smoke. She didn’t care if Tony the Sneak had one, but the smoke was bad for some of the animals. So now everyone was happy.
Lt Cmdr Atoded, CoP

Zarcal heard the chime and didn’t bother to send a verbal response, he was closely anyways and figured he’d make his way down to the emporium. It was a unique concept to be honest, something of an old style ‘store’ that sold creatures for comfort or support, something that the Zaranite found almost quaint. He had made a special request to the Commander regarding an ‘adoption’ from Federation member Janus VI. Zarcal had been posted to the planet as a diplomat for a few years before his promotion to Captain and had grown quite close to the native species, and was thought of highly in the care and tact he showed to them and their cause.

Upon entering the room the cloud of smoke wouldn’t bother him given his breathing mask, but his VISOR was able to pick up the vastly higher nicotine content in the air and watched it being suched out of the vents as the sound of the ventilation system was pronounced. He saw some crewmembers bustling around and with a smile under his mask he said, “Good morning, Tony and also Tony, will you tell me where Commander Atoded is?” He didn’t remember reading about them on the manifest and to be honest he didn’t know exactly how he knew their names. The Tonys seemed to be everywhere and anywhere when needed, but if Zarcal tried to look into them or find their files he would get lost in thought or end up on another problem entirely. They were quite the anomaly.

Zarcal, CO

Brenna, hearing the captain called out, “Down the back corridor, Captain.” She was in the very last room on the left. And nestled in a rocky ‘nest’ was a very shinny perfectly round sphere. “It just arrived about an hour ago.” She used ‘it’ because they didn’t know the gender yet. “There is a forcefield around the ‘nest’ to protect it from the oxygen environment once it hatches. A biosuite will be needed to enter the field and apply the protective silicone covering. But I’m not sure how old it needs to be before we do that. And per your request there is a VERY large supply of different mineral rich rocks in cargo bay 2.” She pointed to the opposite corner of the room where there was already a supply waiting. “I only have one concern captain.”
Lt. Cmdr Atoded, CoP

Zarcal nodded and took his leave of the company of the Tonys, his thoughts on trying to remember where they came from still foggy and he had started a small conversation about Andorian Crickets or something. He headed down the hallways and smiled behind the mask, not that anyone would be able to see that as the M class atmosphere of the ship was rather hostile to his fluorine loving lungs. He listened and nodded in understanding, “You know I spent many years on Janus VI and I have to say I got to know the Horta very well. The Mother Horta was a gracious host and the repopulation of the planet and inclusion to the Federation were all events I was a part of, that’s part of why I requested that you be the one to assist me with this one’s transportation here.” He said as wondered just how we was going to refit his quarters to meet the needs of his new compatriot. “I do know that they flourish in an atmosphere similar to Zaran II so perhaps until I have my quarters renovated I can assist with that protective layer?” He said musing how to turn a sizable portion of the nearby rooms into a giant cave. He shook his head a little, “I’m sorry Commander, what is your concern?”

Zarcal, CO

Brenna smiled, “I think that will be perfectly fine, Cpt. It will probably be best if you are the one to do it. And it should be pretty comfortable in a fluorine environment. Maybe we can put a box of rebreathers outside your quarters for guests. Make them adapt to you and your little one instead.” She thought that was a wonderful idea. Not everyone needed an M class and people needed to be more aware of that. “I have met one or two Horta in my time, and so I know as adults they know not to go eating and tunneling on the ship’s bulkheads. But infants, in most species, act of instinct. I’m concerned the little one will accidently eat through a bulk head, and it would be very very bad if it’s an outer bulk head and creates a hull breach. But knowing your experience with the Horta, I’m hoping maybe you have some ideas on that.”
Lt Cmdr Atoded, CoP

He nodded and chuckled a little. “You know you’re right. This is an infant after all. I never really thought of myself as the ‘parental’ type until I received the request from Janus VI. They are an amazing race you know. The ‘infant’ stage is a very brief window of time before they reach maturity. All throughout this however I will need to be the loving but stern father I suppose. And when I say brief window I do mean brief, they are only ‘children’ for a matter of months before full maturity. Normally this would take place with the All Mother and a hive mind like situation, and once all the eggs have hatched the All Mother will begin the process of dying and each young Horta will become an individual as a matured ‘adult’. This little one did not hatch by the time the All Mother began to die, her biological processes were failing at an accelerated rate and so when Sanaht contacted me I knew the responsibility I would be taking. Knowing which caste this one was to be born to I know what minerals it should be attracted to and I am thinking that I renovate my quarters and some of the surrounding deck to create a replicated cave that will replenish some of those minerals, and then for the other bulkheads I have Engineering polarize the inner panels. I suppose it would be like souring the milk in a way?”

Zarcal, CO