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The turbolift arrived and Glen exited. He hadn’t appreciated that the crystal would be so large and that was the first thing that struck him. At 7ft tall by 7ft , the egg-like crystal dominated the Cargo Hold.

“This is a mystery!” exclaimed Glen. “Let’s take a look. Sensor readings, Mr. Brown?”

Kord followed behind Glen, examining the crystals EM field.

The EM field around the crystal was normal and ran across the spectrum nothing odd stood out really.

Hal opened a nearby storage locker and took out a tricorder. “Scanning for life signs, energy readings, and composition, Sir,” he said.

Scans of the crystal’s composition came up as unknown it didn’t match anything in their database. Energy readings were low a faint sonic hum was picked up giving off readings similar to a stasis field, life signs inside were muddled and no clear reading could be picked up though a vague outline of something humanoid could be read.

There seemed to be a lot of analysis going on, but no one reporting what they found. “And what is your evaluation?” Glen asked.

Hal waited for a moment. Then he reported the scan results. “On the brighter side, we use stasis chambers. Although the tech is notably different, the results are the same. So I doubt this is the result of the reality gem. Which seems to imbue the user with wish granting powers.”

William stepped closer with his own tricorder, examining the crystal closely “It may simply be something like the cryostasis chambers of old but utilizing a far superior Crystalline material to house the stasis field.” William looked back “So are we supposed to wake them up, whoever it is in there?” He asked quietly hoping that they would. The more new technology he could play around with the better.

As William got closer to the Crystal the soft hum increased slightly, and a white beam of some sort emitted from the top of the crystal scanning over him, followed by each of the members present, finishing lastly on Glen. At this the white beam shifted to a white-green color and then winked out. The energy stasis field around the crystal dropped and much like a hatching egg cracks began to form with flecks of the unknown crystal falling to the floor.

After a full minute of this though the edges of the Crystal parted revealing a quite interesting sight as a human like figure rose from a fetal position within the crystal’s depths, wisps of cool foggy air dropping off his naked body. The figure was male, with a strong physique, he was also human like with a head of fair darker colored hair ending just above his faintly ridged ears that lay flat against his head. The skin tone was slightly off white with a slight tan like quality to the features, though one thing noticeable where joints met like the elbows, knees, shoulders etc were, was a faint ridge line similar to the ears. His eyes were almost a dark shining blue tone with tan colored irises and equally tan colored nails and toes.

Bio scans of the figure showed he had a mixed heritage, half human and half what seemed Ancient! Overall the man was healthy perhaps equal to a early-20s human, his gaze racked over the assorted members present heedless of his nudity before settling upon Glen. Stepping down from the opened crystal structure the hybrid figure took a knee bowing his head silently for a moment before rising and looking to Glen. “..Greetings Captain David Glen. I am known among my peers as Da’niel however for ease of your speech you may call me Daniel. It has been some time since your siring on the Hatchery you found in what you refer to as the Andromeda Galaxy. You and your crew’s presence there so long ago still has echoes which are shared to your current day. I am one of those echoes.” Daniel stated.

“Greetings Da’niel,” replied Glen. “…Daniel. My name is John Tiberius Glen, though, not David… but we are indeed that same crew who visited the Andromeda Galaxy long ago, just as you described. It is only two of our years ago for us, but I guess that in the mists of time, the details have got muddled a little for you… Unfortunately, your mother is no longer part of this crew. She has left us. However, given the way you were forcibly taken away from her, which left her with two years of physical pain and mental torment, then it may be for the best that she isn’t here to meet you. I don’t think she would have been able to cope. Yes, we also feel those echoes too, Daniel. For many, those events can never be forgotten. if only they could be…”

”..Yes John Glen, apologies transference of memories can sometimes cause minor details to be changed or forgotten.” He said.

OOC: Aka the GM Roach had a brain fart :P

”..As for a mother? I do not have one, nor never did. Imprinting of an Ancient hatch-ling upon freeing itself from a Hatchery is usually upon the first it is exposed too. In this case, that would be you Captain. Once memory transference is complete and analyzed by the hatch-ling those memories and experiences of the host ‘parent’ as you would understand it are given over to the Ancient collective consensus mind..” He said. “..From there a body is formed suited to the imprint the hatch-ling undertook..” He added gesturing to his human like appearance with traces of obvious Ancient genetics at work.

Once more, Glen remembered the pain of the Worm inside his own brain, forcing him to act against his will. It was only with the courage of Doctor Cross that he was able to rid himself of the creature. Doctor Cross, who was taken away, locked up, violated and then underwent unspeakable genetic experiments on her unborn child. A child who was stolen from her at birth, but who now returned to haunt them some more. What evil is this abomination that stands before us? What does it want?

-Glen, CO

OOC: Just to clarify it was the Harvesters and their Elder agents who took Cross and her child which played out in another sim elsewhere in main fleet. I’m fine if you want to have Glen confuse them, we can get it cleared up later.

OOC: Roger that! If it is okay then, I’ll rearrange the order of that conversation again in the next post so that is clear.
-Dave

Daniel looked about the cargo bay and those looking at him. Then back to Glen. “..You have likely many questions for me. I will endeavor to answer in whatever manner is appropriate for you. Unless you wish to do so here, perhaps we might move to a more habitable location?” He inquired still giving likely no thought to his nudity.

GM CockRoach