Posted by Gamemaster GM Kate (GMT) in Main Sim: Back on the Genesis
While all the officers were dirt side on the planet, only one officer was left on the ship. Otr’lq Mirai was the proverbial odd man out. He was a recent transfer and since he was lacking one of his check in’s to be officially on duty, Calvin had used this to keep him on the ship. Having every officer off the ship didn’t sit well with him so Calvin had used the rules and regulations this time to his favor and left the conn to the tactical officer.

The bridge doors parted with their signature hiss, and Edelu stepped through with measured purpose.

His uniform was crisp, but there was an undercurrent of tension in his movements—shoulders tighter than usual, brow furrowed in quiet focus. He scanned the room, noting the absence of the senior staff. Only junior officers manned the stations, their eyes bouncing from monitors to one another like static electricity searching for a ground.

“Comms silence for nearly twenty-four hours.” The words had been passed along in Sickbay, but hearing them hadn’t quite done justice to the weight of what that meant. He hadn’t intended to come to the bridge—he wasn’t command staff—but when the usual chatter from planetside never resumed, and his requests for updates had been met with quiet shrugs, he’d made his way here without waiting for an invitation.

He stepped closer to the conn, his dark eyes catching the light from the main display.

The comms officer spoke up, breaking the silence.

“Sir,” the comms officer stated out loud to the bridge. “I am finally getting a signal but it is not from the Captain or the away team. It is from someone named Lt Zach Dean. I ran his name through the database and there was a Lt. Dean stationed on Beltran with the last ship that visited here but there is no record he left the planet with that ship or reference to him being on planet in any of the debriefings. Should I put it through?” It had been close to 24 hours since there had been any communication from the away team.

GM Kate

Edelu’s jaw tensed slightly at the name. He stepped forward—his voice calm but carrying the weight of a senior officer unused to standing still when people were in danger.

“Put it through,” he said. “And route audio to internal backup recorders. If this is the only thread we’ve got—” he paused, his voice softening, “—we follow it.”

He took a step toward the center of the bridge, eyes fixed on the viewer, pulse quickening beneath the surface. He didn’t like mysteries. Especially not when they involved missing people.

And especially not when those people were his crew.

-Lt. Cmdr. Edelu
Chief Medical Officer