Berapli - When one spooky tunnel closes...
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Aitas
Mar 13, 2026, 11:42:02 PM (13 hours ago) Mar 13
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((Turei Scout Ship Starshell, Underspace corridors))
Iko: =/\= Wait, so the Vaadwaur did that? =/\=
Berapli: =/\= They consider us vermin of a sort. Would you set your house alight to chase out a pest? =/\=
It was only after she asked the question that she wondered if perhaps they might. The Federation had seemed given to strange possibilities and alliances; who was she to say for sure what they might do.
Another set of commands and the chimes grew quieter. Beyond the edge of much hearing, perhaps, but they still vibrated through Berapli’s bones.
Varati: =/\= Fate has given us a moment... we shouldn't give them any reason to attack us. And as long as we're together, hopefully they'll refrain from whatever they want to do. =/\=
Moore/Rosek-Skyfire: =/\= Response =/\=
Berapli: =/\= Stay close. You can grapple to the Starshell if you must, if your vessel would survive it. =/\=
She made her ship still, or as much so as it might in the space within which it rested. The Starshell almost seemed to flutter, with the smallest bursts from its engines to keep it stable.
Moore/Rosek-Skyfire: =/\= Response =/\=
Berapli: =/\= Then I will scout ahead. Your ship is a very fragile thing. =/\=
The more she saw of it, the more she could see that it had not been built for underspace, that
Moore/Rosek-Skyfire: /\= Response =/\=
Berapli: =/\= I will not go so far. =/\=
Moore/Rosek-Skyfire: =/\= Response =/\=
She let the Starshell slip forward down the indicated path, ever checking for beacons, ruins, the shattered remnants of ships. The fragments here were old and small, difficult to track but not too dangerous for the Starshell’s shielding.
It was easy to wonder what was going on with the Federation crew here, to try to understand what had compelled them out this far. Was it as simple as aiding a friend? Berapli had not thrown herself at every missing one, but she knew the dangers of Underspace so very well.
The sigils in her chair shifted to a deeper blue, the harsh light casting shadows across her controls.
Further down she caught some hint of further beacons, a fragment of a network that had once been whole. A few cautious seconds to connect to it, and she frowned, then turned back toward the Federation vessel.
Berapli: =/\= The beacons have found a disruption, a rebuilding, in underspace; it may be too large for your missing ship. =/\=
Iko/Varati/Moore/Rosek-Skyfire: =/\= Response =/\=
She sent the data over, slowly, letting them hook into it, make sense of it.
Berapli: =/\= There are three disruptions now, the space reshapes itself into something new. =/\=
Iko/Varati/Moore/Rosek-Skyfire: =/\= Response =/\=
The beacons in this space were failing, their memories shattered, their voices fading.
Berapli: =/\= There is much I cannot see. But one of them is close. You said this was the proper direction. =/\=
Iko/Varati/Moore/Rosek-Skyfire: =/\= Response =/\=
Tag/TBC
BerapliIko: =/\= Wait, so the Vaadwaur did that? =/\=
Berapli: =/\= They consider us vermin of a sort. Would you set your house alight to chase out a pest? =/\=
It was only after she asked the question that she wondered if perhaps they might. The Federation had seemed given to strange possibilities and alliances; who was she to say for sure what they might do.
Another set of commands and the chimes grew quieter. Beyond the edge of much hearing, perhaps, but they still vibrated through Berapli’s bones.
Varati: =/\= Fate has given us a moment... we shouldn't give them any reason to attack us. And as long as we're together, hopefully they'll refrain from whatever they want to do. =/\=
Moore/Rosek-Skyfire: =/\= Response =/\=
Berapli: =/\= Stay close. You can grapple to the Starshell if you must, if your vessel would survive it. =/\=
She made her ship still, or as much so as it might in the space within which it rested. The Starshell almost seemed to flutter, with the smallest bursts from its engines to keep it stable.
Moore/Rosek-Skyfire: =/\= Response =/\=
Berapli: =/\= Then I will scout ahead. Your ship is a very fragile thing. =/\=
The more she saw of it, the more she could see that it had not been built for underspace, that
Moore/Rosek-Skyfire: /\= Response =/\=
Berapli: =/\= I will not go so far. =/\=
Moore/Rosek-Skyfire: =/\= Response =/\=
She let the Starshell slip forward down the indicated path, ever checking for beacons, ruins, the shattered remnants of ships. The fragments here were old and small, difficult to track but not too dangerous for the Starshell’s shielding.
It was easy to wonder what was going on with the Federation crew here, to try to understand what had compelled them out this far. Was it as simple as aiding a friend? Berapli had not thrown herself at every missing one, but she knew the dangers of Underspace so very well.
The sigils in her chair shifted to a deeper blue, the harsh light casting shadows across her controls.
Further down she caught some hint of further beacons, a fragment of a network that had once been whole. A few cautious seconds to connect to it, and she frowned, then turned back toward the Federation vessel.
Berapli: =/\= The beacons have found a disruption, a rebuilding, in underspace; it may be too large for your missing ship. =/\=
Iko/Varati/Moore/Rosek-Skyfire: =/\= Response =/\=
She sent the data over, slowly, letting them hook into it, make sense of it.
Berapli: =/\= There are three disruptions now, the space reshapes itself into something new. =/\=
Iko/Varati/Moore/Rosek-Skyfire: =/\= Response =/\=
The beacons in this space were failing, their memories shattered, their voices fading.
Berapli: =/\= There is much I cannot see. But one of them is close. You said this was the proper direction. =/\=
Iko/Varati/Moore/Rosek-Skyfire: =/\= Response =/\=
Tag/TBC
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