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Captains log Star date 1717008.6679.. the UFS Rode island , has been ordered to the NGC7582 galaxy ,Star fleet wants to test this strange new drive system they installed us with ,Our ship is currently moving in to position to test it . I hope nothing goes wrong , this should be a very exciting mission .

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Captain Kayborn sat back in his chair , sighing as a breeze ,of brisk ship air went over him , people walked around preparing to “Warp” out in to there new mission , the crew was a bit tense some could be seen talking about what would happen if things went wrong , other quietly worked at there station taping buttons making beeping sounds in a slow monotonous rhythm . you could here the whooshing of doors as they opened and closed. The lights were rather bright on the bridge, displays of the ships cross section lined the back panels until some people started working on them, mean wile the captain cleared his thoughts of all the negative things and said briskly but nervously ”Engage the drive helm”.

With that order the nervous ,young helms men started tapping numerous buttons quickly , his console making beeping sounds like mad . in turn that powered up the drive system .


The large nacelles of the galaxy class ship powered, up there blew glow getting brighter and brighter . The ships engines made a huge noise as the ship zipped quickly in to some sort of portal .Bluish particle streams moving behind it as it exited , its body engulfed in some blue streams of electrified energy .

Captain Kay born mean wile on the ship , as it was shaking violently the crew struggling to hold on to there stations helm struggling to try to keep the ship steady . said” helm can you keep this thing any more stable!” the helmsmen replied looking at him with a strange face “I’m trying as hard as I can captain “ then suddenly the shaking stopped the sleek ship with its saucer section and its protruding nacelles from a fat , flat , but long star drive moved in a tube of particles and cloudy ness .

{{Is this an open RP?}}

{{Is this an open RP?}}
(Yes)

Normal space seemed to explode as Carialle opened the singularity point. She dove from singularity to normal space, the breach closing behind her. Passive scans showed nothing and she opened the active scanners and spoke to Keff.

"This will be our last stop before we need to go back to refuel and reload supplies."

"Why didn't we try to contact that station again?" he asked.

"Because it was bigger than us and looked meaner than us and it didn't seem to want to talk", she replied, "When we get back I'll pass on the information and Central worlds can make proper contact."

Keff nodded, "Alright", he said, "so whats out here?"

"Nothing on passive scans, going to active scanning."

The large craft was a delta wing configuration with only the longer nose and a tail section breaking the style. Three powerful engines were attached to each wing. It was larger than one would expect with only the two person crew on board.

"I figured we could get some readings to see if this area is worth exploring then return home."

The star system that they arrive in is dead. It's Sun no more than a white dwarf, the planets mere balls of rock, lifeless and stripped of resources. Small amounts of debris hang in orbit over dead spheres that were once habitable worlds, and broken shells of moons twist in the black expanse, hollowed out and broken to steal their minerals.

Within the shadow of the largest world slowly drifts the only thing of value, a ship (http://arcaneorder.tripod.com/taoships/knowledge) that is long and sleek, metallic shielding gleaming in the pale light of a dead star. It, like the worlds of the once propserous system, lies without giving off readings. Energy levels are too low even to show up on scanners as it lies dormant.

Extensive scanning and analysis would reveal the hull manufactured of no known material, its name written in a long-forgotten language and its interior formed of a inconceivable jumble of dead and living metal through which energy drifts lazily, without purpose, on a level too small to run more than the most minor of systems, too low to support life, engines or weapons.

So the ship drifts in orbit around a decimated world, its hull miraculously unscarred by debris and shining faintly in the solar glow as it lies unmoving.

Captain Kay born mean wile was in his ready room the ship was just about to drop out of ,Slip stream, The Xo mean wile was on the brig he asked briskly as the crew worked quietly and briskly around him “Helm ETA? “, the helmsmen responded quickly wile taping buttons “2 minutes commander”. , with that the ship burst out of the tub particles and electricity bolts flew away from it as it entered normal space in a strange system , what wonders await them no one knows .

The Captain rushed to the bridge shuffling on the ground as the door whooshed closed behind him he walked back to his chair and just sat for a moment .. then said briskly “Helm location?” the helms men replied “ hmm were in one of edge systems in NGC7852 . un known designation .”

The operation officer read some strange readings ,he looked over to the captain and said, “Sir were detecting some ships in the area but some things interfering with our scanners we cant get a good reading we’ll have to get closer” . Kay born nodded to the helm and said “takes us , lets see if we can make some good friends . the helms men taped buttons, furiously in turn the nacelles, and impulse engines revved up they started rumbling and humming the ship starting to move rather quickly towards the new ships in the area .

(OOC - For some reason the last post went under Dragonsreach, another nation, hopefully this one will post right.)

"Dead", Carialle said, "It looks completely stripped. I'm moving closer to the vessel in orbit."

Keff was going over all the readings, double checking everything that Carialle was saying. He shook his head, "This is unbelievable, how and why would anyone do this to thier own system?"

"Who says the ones who did it were from this system?" Carialle asked reasonably, though it gave her a chill. "I'm picking up minimal energy readings from the vessel. Hull compisition unknown. I can't tell if there's any sleepers."

Keff nodded and stood up, "I'll suit up and have a look. See if you can find a docking port or a hatch. If there's any cold sleep chambers the least we can do is try to save them."

"Scanning the ship's surface now for any opening", she said, "just be careful in there Keff."

Keff smiled, "Don't think you'll be rid of me so easily, my Lady Fair."

"Hold, sir Knight, your little jaunt may have to wait, I'm detecting a ship just entering the system. I don't know how it got here, I detected no singularity point opening."

"Bearing?" Keff asked as he sat back down in the crash couch.

"Bearing altering .... it's heading this way."

"Com range?" Keff asked.

"Not yet, but soon."

Mean wile the Rode island came up to the unknown ship rather quickly , the galaxy class ship slowed down and rumbled quietly towards them .

Ops mean wile was taping on his console making some beeping noises , he said to the captain “Sir were in com and scanner range “ the captain nodded standing up he said loudly but softly “Open a channel and scan them, ” with that the operations officer taped a few buttons a small chime beep was head as the channel was opened” .The operations officer wisped “sir the channels open”

“The captain , uhmed a bit and said “This is captain William Kay born of the UFS Rode island we come in peace , its nice to meet you please respond . “

Any messages sent to the ship go unanswered, the only noticeable response a faint, faint powerspike, as if the attention is noted by something either too weak or too unconcerned to reply, or perhaps as if something had stirred from an ancient sleep before returning to dormancy.

Ships approaching receive the same treatment, a powerspike too faint to serve any real purpose, but other than that simply cold, dead, silence.

In-depth scanning would reveal no detectable cold sleeping chambers, and certainly no discernable life signs, perhaps they exist but are far too small and far too faint to be detected...if they even exist. The thing revealed are miles upon miles of corridors, of dead and living metal.

There is, perhaps, an area that appears to be a docking section. Its docking tube seems fairly different to the standard, but similar enough to be able to compensate without difficulty.

Carialle opened her channel to the Rode Island as she went over her scans of the derelict.

"At least they're talking to us", she said to Keff as she spoke to the incoming vessel. "This is Carialle of KC-1035. We are a central worlds vessel on a mission of peaceful exploration and are unarmed. It's a pleasure to meet you captain Kay born. Might we speak together in the hopes of opening a dialogue with the goal of opening diplomatic relations?" She activated the wait signal showing that she had the line open waiting for a response and spoke to Keff.

"Keff, I'm picking up a noticeable response from the derelict to our com signals. A faint powerspike. I can detect no cold sleeping chambers, and certainly no discernable life signs. They may exist but are far too small and far too faint to be detected. I'm reading miles of corridors, of dead and living metal. There is, I think, an area that appears to be a docking section. Its docking tube seems fairly different to the standard, but it should be similar enough to be able to compensate without difficulty."

Keff nodded, "Okay, let's see if we can make a friend here, then we'll invistage it, assuming we're not in thier territory." He said nodding toward the huge vessel, "God that things big. It's like a navy ship."

{{Just a note, the Knowledge Class is about 17km long (being the flagship design ARcanite warship)}}

{{Just a note, the Knowledge Class is about 17km long (being the flagship design ARcanite warship)}}

(OOC - Ummm, ouch. The KC-1035 is about 235 meters from bow to stern and about the same distance from wing tip to wing tip.)

{{Ouch. On the bright side, the ship is dormant at the moment - and you're not exactly likely to find many of them about}}

Carialle opened her channel to the Rode Island as she went over her scans of the derelict.

"At least they're talking to us", she said to Keff as she spoke to the incoming vessel. "This is Carialle of KC-1035. We are a central worlds vessel on a mission of peaceful exploration and are unarmed. It's a pleasure to meet you captain Kay born. Might we speak together in the hopes of opening a dialogue with the goal of opening diplomatic relations?" She activated the wait signal showing that she had the line open waiting for a response and spoke to Keff.

"Keff, I'm picking up a noticeable response from the derelict to our com signals. A faint powerspike. I can detect no cold sleeping chambers, and certainly no discernable life signs. They may exist but are far too small and far too faint to be detected. I'm reading miles of corridors, of dead and living metal. There is, I think, an area that appears to be a docking section. Its docking tube seems fairly different to the standard, but it should be similar enough to be able to compensate without difficulty."

Keff nodded, "Okay, let's see if we can make a friend here, then we'll invistage it, assuming we're not in thier territory." He said nodding toward the huge vessel, "God that things big. It's like a navy ship."




Kayborn sat back as he heard the message , he replied in a soft but deep voice saying “It would be an honor to meet with you , it would be nice I’m abbey we can explore this derelict ship in detail with both our teams working together it might be quicker , The Federal Union would like to have you as allies”.


Kayborn looked to ops ,and ops said “captain there a faint reading form the ship , its barely pinpointed most of my scans have come up with size and nothing more .. its approximately 17 km long .”

Kayborn hummed as he stood in the middle of the bridge officers working around him quietly , he said “can we beam a team over ?” the operations officer nodded” but it will be risky we cant tell if there’s any one in there or not ..”

Kayborn “well I think we should beam over a small team moderately armed , I don’t want to start any thing in this new galaxy ..


(the galaxy class (aka the rode island ) is only like 642 Meaters long lol ,)

"We're honored, Captain. We were just on our way to investigate the derelict, would like to join us or should I have Keff join you?"

She opened the visual to show Keff. He is a man of just slightly over average height. He was fit, obviously working out regularly with the pale complexion of a spacer.

"Keff DeJensen", Keff said, "Well met captain."

"We're honored, Captain. We were just on our way to investigate the derelict, would like to join us or should I have Keff join you?"

She opened the visual to show Keff. He is a man of just slightly over average height. He was fit, obviously working out regularly with the pale complexion of a spacer.

"Keff DeJensen", Keff said, "Well met captain."


Kayborn smiled and said , well what ever you want , I would like it if we could meet face to face and go over , if you want to come in by shuttle we’ll open the bay we’ll be waiting for you when you dock kayborn out” . With that Kayborn rushes to the shuttle bay his security officers and ambassadors flowing behind , including the chief ambassador Robert bastidas . They shuffled down to the shuttle bay then taped along as the large bay doors open , and the entranced whooshed behind them .

A blue staticy field was engaged just as the doors were going up . The containment force field would allow a ship to pass threw with out letting air pass out or pressure.

"I'll take the skiff", Keff said excitedly. He changed into a neatly pressed spacer suit that he had apparently hidden away.

"So they're not all rumpled", Carialle said.

"Shocked huh?" he asked as he attached the contact button to the front of the suit.

"Compared to the normal state of your suits, yes."

He quickly made his way to the small one person skiff and brought it online.

'Testing', Carialle said, the sound coming through his mastoid implant, only heard by him. 'Positive to test', he subvocalized, making sure that she could hear him without anyone else knowing, aside from microburst signals. She had a constant link to the optical implants, seeing what he sees and her link to the contact button speaker was always open. It also allowed her to scan through the button if he was close enough.

She opened the port bay door after depressurizing the bay and he shot out and angled toward the big ship.

"I have a riddle for you", Carialle told him.

"What's that?" he asked.

"Where does one find a bay on a Federal Union ship?"

It took Keff a second to realize what she was getting at. In his excitement he had completely forgotten to check. "Oh yeah." She took the controls of the skiff guiding toward the vessel.

Keff looked in wonder as he went through the field and settled the one man skiff then stepped out. He extended his hand as he walked over to the waiting men.

Kayborn “well I think we should beam over a small team moderately armed , I don’t want to start any thing in this new galaxy ..

Captain kayborn and bastidas walked up holding out there hands, they said “it’s a pleasure to meet you , I’m glad we were lucky and found a few people in this galaxy on our first try! “
The other officers strutted along coming in behind rob and captain kayborn the went at parade rest behind them the lights of the shuttle bay a bit bright.

"Believe me, Captain", Keff said as he shook first his hand then bastidas, "We're just as excited. We only just developed singularity drive, so aside from the closest systems, all uninhabited, we've met no one beyond our own people. We're fully authorized to greet you on behalf of Central worlds." He stopped, a bit embarrassed, "We greet you on behalf of Central worlds", he said, grinning in his embarrassment, "and I can set up an itinerary for your people to come and visit us or to set up an itinerary for a proper B.B. diplomatic team to come to your system." He gestured toward the small skiff, "I'm sorry about this, but we don't have room for a proper shuttle. We're a deep space exploration team and carry a great deal of supplies and equipement. I'd be happy ride with you on one of your shuttles, or Cari can take us and dock with the derelict."

Kay born smiled and said “we can “beam” in to the ship .. if you want ..” our transporter room is just this way but wouldn’t you want to get ready first , or relax since you’ve had a long trip ?, our conference room is right this way “ kayborn and the ambassadors star slowly taping and shuffling towards a turbo lift.

'Beam?' Keff subvocalized so that only the mastoid implant could hear him.

Carialle answered into has mastoid receiver, 'No idea, I have no reference for it other than beam weapons.'

"umm", Keff said out loud, "We're not sure what you mean by .. beam .. could you explain that?" he asked as he followed the men. Actually he wasn't weary at all. A contact, the second actually though the first never responded to thier hails AND a derelict alien craft. He was hyped up, but it might be better to find out about this beam they spoke of.

'Beam?' Keff subvocalized so that only the mastoid implant could hear him.

Carialle answered into has mastoid receiver, 'No idea, I have no reference for it other than beam weapons.'

"umm", Keff said out loud, "We're not sure what you mean by .. beam .. could you explain that?" he asked as he followed the men. Actually he wasn't weary at all. A contact, the second actually though the first never responded to thier hails AND a derelict alien craft. He was hyped up, but it might be better to find out about this beam they spoke of.


Kayborn looked over as he lead them up to the conference room near the bridge, it was lively people running around working and talking loudly . he uhmed a bit as he shuffled along the large rug carpeting the entire ship and bridge . he looked over and answered the question “By beam we mean teleport .. transporters .. we commonly use them , do you want any refreshments? Or any thing form the replicator ?”he asked briskly .

As he sat down in his large leather chair the window gleaming behind him with light .

(OOC g2g ill post tomorrow)

Carialle went through every reference she could as Keff still stood in wonder at all the people. He had never been on any of the naval vessels but he couldn't imagine any of them looking like this ship did.

"Yes, please", he said, "I'm a bit thirsty if you don't mind."

'Keff' Carialle said into the mastiod implant, 'the only references I can find are as follows. Transporters, transports, vessels for carrying cargo or men from point to another. Teleport. I'm afraid all I can come up with is the definition in myths and legends. A spell to move a being or object from one place to another. I can only guess that it's some sort of system to move people from place to place.'

"Captain", Keff said in a questioning tone, "if you beam over, how do you protect yourself from the lack of atmosphere in the vessel? It's a near vacuum in there."

Carialle went through every reference she could as Keff still stood in wonder at all the people. He had never been on any of the naval vessels but he couldn't imagine any of them looking like this ship did.

"Yes, please", he said, "I'm a bit thirsty if you don't mind."

'Keff' Carialle said into the mastiod implant, 'the only references I can find are as follows. Transporters, transports, vessels for carrying cargo or men from point to another. Teleport. I'm afraid all I can come up with is the definition in myths and legends. A spell to move a being or object from one place to another. I can only guess that it's some sort of system to move people from place to place.'

"Captain", Keff said in a questioning tone, "if you beam over, how do you protect yourself from the lack of atmosphere in the vessel? It's a near vacuum in there."


Captain kayborn smiled and said “we have to scan the area first if there’s no Atmosphere then we beam over in environmental suits.” As he briskly waved for an officer to get every one around of syth ale from the replicator, the officer strutted over quietly taped in commands for several drinks. The replicator ,powered up

Blue particles and pulses of light reviled seconds later a
tray of drinks for every one , the replicator made a powering up , noise as it replicated some biscuits for every one .

the officer walked over quickly , not making a noise on the carpet and put the tray down , a few glasses filled with blue green liquid clear liquid and black liquid . All assorted drinks , Kay born and rob took 2 drinks in there hand smiled and started drinking it , captain Kay born said ahhing a bit “so tell me about your people , were hear to learn after all .”

Keff picked up the mug, holding it close to the contact button. 'Cari?'

'Cleared', Carialle sent back after scanning the drink.

Keff took a sip and after a moment smiled. "This is good", he said. "Central worlds is a federation. We elect a new president by vote who serves a seven year term. We're dedicated the preservation and prolongation of life. We've defeated disease, except those that mutate or new ones that come up from unexplored worlds that we find. The average life span of our people is one hundred and thirty years with up to one hundred and eighty years being fairly common. Of course this is drastically lower in the frontiers where radiation and poor conditions tend to be prevalent. We believe in great personal freedoms. Until recently we weren't able to explore much beyond neighboring systems and even they took weeks to reach."

He smiled at the Captain, "And what of your people?"

Keff picked up the mug, holding it close to the contact button. 'Cari?'

'Cleared', Carialle sent back after scanning the drink.

Keff took a sip and after a moment smiled. "This is good", he said. "Central worlds is a federation. We elect a new president by vote who serves a seven year term. We're dedicated the preservation and prolongation of life. We've defeated disease, except those that mutate or new ones that come up from unexplored worlds that we find. The average life span of our people is one hundred and thirty years with up to one hundred and eighty years being fairly common. Of course this is drastically lower in the frontiers where radiation and poor conditions tend to be prevalent. We believe in great personal freedoms. Until recently we weren't able to explore much beyond neighboring systems and even they took weeks to reach."
He smiled at the Captain, "And what of your people?"



Kayborn smiled and said “ were very similar in our forms of government , how ever our peoples age varies some times we could live forever, were from a galaxy called the milky way ” he drank a bit and put his glass down uheming and continuing “we have explored many systems in our own galaxy, but there’s not much left to explore there . this ship was built for exploration as combat as a secondary role thus we call it an exploratory cruiser.” He smiled as his other officers sat with him drinking there syth ale .

At the oposite edge of the system a sudden gravety spike occured as if a star had simply poped into existance from no where. A huge fleet had appeared and simply stopped to scan the system.

Fleet:
1 Greater Queen - Approx size: Saturn demi - flag ship and fleet leader simply a large organic ship the size of saturn <no rings> 500,000 fighters
2Norn Queens - Approx size: The ice moon Titan - frigate class ship 100,000 fighters each
39 Royal guard - each coverd in a black carapace and orange plasma dripping from their maw's - these 100meter long vessels spiraled out forming a defensive perimiter.

The fleet scanned the system:

Scanning.....
System harvested.....
Source....UNKNOWN
Reaction....Abandon and search for further food sources.

The hive fleet seamed to hesitate as it noticed the 3 vessels in the system.

13 royal guard began moving slowly into the system accompanied by a single hive node that had emerged from the larger ship.

<Hive node 50meter diameter ball of organic matter>

suddenly space seamed to ripple before the fleet dissapeared as suddenly as it had arrived. A deep wave of gravety caused tremors on a nearby planet but nothing more.

The remaining hive vessles sat scanning the ships, as suddenly as they had appeared they also appeared to disapear as they welljumped closer to the vessels.

Scattering as the arived they began to swirl around the node.

Hive Node @ TFU Vessel:
We are the hive, we are perfection, your identity is recognised as an ally to the hive, please state reason for presence in this sector - this sector is alocated as harvest region.
We are the hive, we welcome you to us.

Hive Node @ Central Worlds vessel:
We are the hive, we are perfection, the hive requests you identify IMMEDIATLY.
We are the hive, we are perfection.

As this message was dispatched 5 of the 13 royal guard moved towards the Central Worlds vessel at a medium standard speed.

Hive Node @ Unidentified ship:
We are the hive, we are perfection, Identify immediatly.
We are the hive, we are perfection.

3 of the royal guard move towards the strange vessel keeping their distance.

The ship simply remained stationary, a minor power spike registered the signal - as it had the scans from other ships, but no response came.

It's metallic hull gleamed faintly in the light reflecting from stripped worlds, plating a pale grey in the fallen sun's light. Energy scans reveal merely a small amount of energy flowing idly through metal that is both living and dead, an endless corridor of machinery standing idle without even energy enough to run life support - let alone engine systems, shields or weaponry.

The hull itself is of a material unknown even to the Hive, and limits scanning within so that it would be hard to determine anything exact about the interior - although most things could be detected to a reasonable estimate, such as the lack of energy or life signs.

The material also appears to be incredibly durable - judging by scans, which could explain the lack of scarring even if the ship had been in this state for centuries.

But regardless of whether or not this information is discovered, the ship does not react, save for the faintest of energy spikes.

Carialle opens a com channel to the hive. "I'm Carialle, KC-1035 of central worlds. We are a peaceful people on a mission of exploration. We are unarmed."

To Keff's mastoid implant she says, 'Someone new has arrived.
We are the hive, we are perfection, the hive requests you identify IMMEDIATLY.
We are the hive, we are perfection.
I've sent a standard greeting.'

Keff looks over at the Captain. "Who is this hive?" he asks, "they seem to have joined us in this area."

ooc> am away from x-mas will post on boxing day.

The royal guard suddenly well jumped along the length of the strange vessel shimmering breifly buzzing it at superlight speeds before slowing as they reached the end - it took them less than 3 nanoseconds to move the entire length of the craft- having found nothing of intrest they fired a blog of bioacid tracer at the vessel as they moved off looking very bored. The tracer hit the surface cooling down to crystal form creating a resin like effect but causing no damage.

The other royal guard encircled the Coreworld ship scanning it for any energy reading relating to weapons, sheilds and radioactive material that may be on board.

ooc> Bioacid tracer is designed to allow the hive to trace a ship anywhere by giving it a warp signature.

TFU please post ;)

(OOC - I'm going to post this. If you didn't mean me when you said coreworld then let me know and I'll delete it.)

Carialle waits for a few moments as the scanning goes on. The scan reveals one life form, no weapons, no shields other than low powered meteorite deflectors and only minimal radioactivity readings from the ships central power core. After waiting a few moments Carialle sends out her own broad scans.

The seventeen kilometre ship makes no move as the Royal Guard buzzed the alien vessel. The reflective surface merely faintly shows the Hive craft when it comes out the welljump.

When the tracer hits the surface, however, the bio-substance stick for a while, before the bioacid disintergrates from the strange metallic substance of the hull.

Despite the removal of the bioacid there was no change in energy patterns from the strange craft - the hull simply appears to lack friction of any kind, to such a degree that nothing can maintain a hold, or else that it passively repells any substance.

Central Worlds scanners simply pick up a single organism that is each of the vessels - they have a hard exoskeliten composed of a diamond and titanium composite while the creature itself seams normal enough despite exposure to vacuum.

The hive seams very bored at the simplicity of the vessels in the region and they spiral around for a few seconds waiting for a responce from the TFU vessel.