[ Lieutenant ThanIda zh'Wann | Maintenance Bays | The Versant ] Attn: All
When Shar ran up to the Human with the blue streak in her hair, hugging her, and when another couple of officers from the cargo bay had recognised her, Ida's stance eased a bit, and she folded her arms across her chest. Not to preserve a modicum of her modesty, even if it might, but because there appeared to be no immediate threat in this new area.
While listening to what was being said, Ida turned her antennae and eyes to the interior, a frown on her face as studied what she could see. It seemed like they were in some kind of abandoned maintenance bay. This much she could tell. Then, Shall appeared, touching her shoulder, but Ida shrugged it off, stepping away from Shall, Shar and Sehl. She felt violated by what had happened at the hands of the Savi, and she did not care to be touched in any way or form any more. It was even worse now, when they weren't alone any more. Nothing but shame for her, when looking at the others in the forced bond.
Walking away, lips tight, she still listened, slowly going about checking the side rooms. Storage rooms in different sizes, mostly empty. The Human - Blue Tiran - had begun to live in the area, as much was plain, and she was surviving as best as she might. One thing stood out in her quick explanation of what had happened. Someone helped her? Could there be anything but a Savi asset on this kind of ship? Indeed, the one thing that struck Ida as odd was what one of the Savi would possibly gain out of freeing their guinea pigs.
"Well done, Lieutenant Commander Tiran," said Nerina, Ida's former XO on the Theurgy, who now stepped forth. The now fully human woman glanced towards both Hi'Jak and Sarresh Morali, the former whom Ida now spotted. She just now learned who it was when she heard his voice, and she frowned, thinking that he was the only one present during the away mission to SuD Lang, and who might shed some light on how she had ended up on the Savi ship in the first place. As for Sarresh Morali, Ida merely knew that he was a mission-essential asset, and she was concerned that he was on the Savi ship as well. She was, of course, concerned about the Theurgy overall, only having heard from a few of the abductees that there was a battle before they ended up on this ship, called the Versant.
Nerina spoke to them all, while Ida remained silent. "Indeed, our objectives become clearer, and with some planning and preparation, we might have a fighting chance to get off this ship, thanks to officer Tiran here, her companion, and our joint efforts to recover what's on the ship, and leave it," she said, and turned to the only clothed person in the room. "I'm Commander Nerina, and before I ended up here, I was First Officer on the Theurgy."
As a leader, a figure of authority and practiced in being such, Nerina seemed to care none about her state of undress, much like Ida. Though secretly, Ida was trying to not look at all the flaunted male genitalia in the room, since as an Andorian and with Thaan and Chan having their phalluses sheathed, she had been raised to think that any exposed phallus indicated something sexual. Forcefully, she pushed the notion aside, hearing Nerina speak again.
"As urgent as we all think it is to escape, I think we're in no such state to do so at the moment. We have no plan, the ship too advanced, and this mysterious asset is our only life-line for the time being, so I think Tiran is right. We wait for more shipments, more information, and take comfort in how we have made it this far." Having said as much, she turned to Tiran again. "Thank you, Lieutenant Commander. You might have heard a lot about the Theurgy crew, and as I told everyone I rallied inside the simulation of the Enterprise, we are not the traitors Command has made us out to be, but regardless if you believe it or not, we still need to work together."
There was a chirp coming from something Tiran carried, and Ida saw it then. It was a tablet not of Starfleet design, so it had to be one of the Savi's. It was exactly what Hi'Jak and Sarresh Morali needed. It had sounded like a message too, and there were lights in the back of the maintenance bay. A shipment? Transporter delivery from the asset? People amassed there, including Devyrie Okhala and Lin Kae. Ida slowly followed, hoping to find clothes and rations.
Then again, it might be Savi beaming in... to take them back their cells.
[ Echtand qi Versant | The Quarters of the Voice | Precept-ship Versant ]
After feeling like he had just committed treason, Echtand had paced his quarters, flexing his large hands as he considered if it wasn't better to abort the whole thing. He considered if there were any means in which he could undo what he had just done. Perhaps he could get the access he needed without the distraction that the specimens could cause? What was he thinking, jeopardizing everything, even putting the Versant in danger?
No, doubts had no room in the methodology he had applied to this endeavor. He was at a stage where there was no return. He had even improvised, in his lack of time, and used a second containment beam to duplicate the specimens, and they had been recycled right before Semathal's eyes. He knew that, as soon as the specimens left Blue Tiran's hideout, his name would be on the line. He had made the transport, and while he could buy time saying it was them who had altered the protocol for the transport, there was a point where he had to be in possession of the original Code, and to have it broadcast across the Versant.
Taking a deep breath, Echtand blinked and returned to his desk. He picked up his tablet, and resigned himself to the task ahead. To both replicate and transport supplies, suppporting the specimens he had enlisted in his campaign to save his own people from Semathal, and abolish the Scion Directive. He already had access to all of their medical and biological files in the Archive, and the most efficient thing to do was to compile individual packages for them all. He just sorted their data in a list, complementing it with their needs in attire, and had his transporter access and the replicator system work in tandem. What hampered the process was to make it look like he was replicating something entirely else; falsifying the records of the expenditure.
Once he was done, and he had made the transport into the hideout, he typed a message to Blue Tiran, the specimen being his main point of contact. It simply read:
DELIVERED: STARFLEET FIELD RATIONS IN ACCORDANCE WITH YOUR FEDERATION DATABASE, ALONG WITH INFILTRATION SUITS THAT WILL MASK BIOLOGICAL LIFE-SIGNS FOR THE INTERNAL SENSORS OF THE VERSANT. DO NOT LEAVE THE MAINTENANCE BAY WITHOUT THEM. Echtand paused, wondering what prompted the notion, but he added:
THE PACKAGES ARE MARKED WITH RANKS AND NAMES FOR EFFICIENT SIZE DISTRIBUTION. THE NEXT MESSAGE WILL BE SENT IN EIGHT HOURS, WHICH IS WHEN I WILL BE ABLE TO DISTRIBUTE DECK PLANS AND CLEAR ESCAPE ROUTES.
THERE WAS BUT ONE BIOLOGICAL PRISONER I DID NOT HAVE ACCESS TO TRANSPORT: CAPTAIN JIEN IVES, HELD IN THE SCION CAPTAIN'S NEST. NOR COULD I EXTRACT 'ALBERT' AND THE A.I. FROM THE THEURGY, WHICH MIGHT BE CONSIDERED A PRISONER TOO. THEY ARE STILL IN THE MACHINE INTELLIGENCE LABS.
I ONLY FOUND ONE REPLICATION SEQUENCE ENTRY FOR "TWINKIES" IN YOUR DATABASE. It was some kind of apology, he realized, for not being able to give her the data retrieval appliance. Then, Echtand logged out, and put his head in his hands. What am I doing? What if Tiran fails to tell them about the Antes, and they turn violent? Taking a deep breath, he rose, undressing so that he might cleanse his body. As if washing is hands from what he had just done, even though he knew he would be plagued by his conscience until this whole ordeal was over.
OOC: All right! In the maintenance bay, there are now 6 crates filled with 57 packages in total. The individual packages are labelled with ranks and names, and they are black boxes containing the infiltration suits and the Starfleet rations. There are also three twinkies in each package, because Tiran mentioned her preference for them to Echtand. The boxes will, of course, be stored in alphabetical order. As for the black infiltration suits, they look identical to the ones the Savi wear (see the image of Echtand, but I might be able to post more images in the Plot Discussion thread). The suits themselves don't have any features beyond masking sensors.
7 days response time begins now for all listed below! Here are the characters present in Blue Tiran's hideout in the Maintenance Bays, and if there are significant reunions because of this, it should be handled in Supplemental threads or mid-discussion in this thread. The naming convention for such threads belonging to this Prologue is: Prologue: Supplemental [ Day XX | XXXX hrs. ] Insert Title. Here goes: