Ensign Luxa Lorana - Something in the Air
Luxa Lorana
((La’kso Canyon, Meranuge IV))
Kader: I have to admit, that's a very noble pursuit Savel. Say, you mentioned atoning a while back. Surely you don't have any mistakes that heavy on your conscience right?
Savel: Response
Jovenan: Well, I guess I could have been working better and faster during the three missions I’ve been on. And on the last shore leave, during a training exercise I dropped my holographic patient – and she died… But nobody real has gotten hurt because of me, I can probably live with that. That reminds me, do you want to hear what we did on my first shore leave on the Excalibur?
She couldn’t continue when they heard a loud screech of a bird. Jovenan turned her head left and right trying to see something, before turning to the sky.
Lorana: Savel, what size is this creature of yours?
Savel: Response
Jovenan: Th-they don’t eat people, do they?
Suddenly, something flying above them cast a shadow on them, accompanied by low flapping sound of enormous wings. There might not be large predators on her homeworld, but the fear reaction was a genetic remnant from long gone days from whichever part of the universe the Edo had originated from. She crouched little, despite the fact that the bird was flying far above them and seemingly not paying attention to them specifically.
Kader: I know at least one of you saw this as well.
Jovenan nodded. She hadn’t seen the bird in full, properly, but there had definitely been something big flying above the canyon. The large bird both intrigued her and scared her. Simultaneously she wished to take scans of the mighty beast of the skies and run away questioning why she had agreed to this trip.
Jovenan: Looks like it went that way ::points::. Does anybody know if they can be a threat to us?
Jovenan scolded herself in her mind. She was a science officer, and while those weren’t her primary fields, she had taken courses in ecology and exobiology. Yet she had failed to study the wildlife of the area and had to resort to asking the others.
Lorana: I only had a cursory glance. They're an omnivore. They make their habitats within the peaks of the higher canyons that are inaccessible to humanoids by foot. I marked our route to avoid those known habitats as I believe it's hatching season for them. It may be looking for small animals to feed on and bring to its young.
Savel/Kader/: Response
Jovenan nodded.
Jovenan: I guess we can keep going, then. Let’s just… not look like a prey.
Lorana: Agreed.
Savel/Kader/: Response
Jovenan: Have you kept track of our heading, Luxa? I would like to see some of those fluorescent mineral deposits or something else interesting and maybe have lunch there.
Lorana: Yes, we should begin to see the deposits about half a click along this ridge. We could then safely grapple down the canyon. :: Points on her PADD :: Here's where we can have lunch? I think I'd like to avoid being eaten by a scaled monarch… that's not the kind of interesting I'm looking for.
Savel/Kader/: Response
Jovenan: Right. On my first shoreleave, Commander Niac took me and two other ensigns – Hiro, Doctor Jones, you know him, he was there – to a spacewalk on the ship’s hull. Just before the shoreleave, the ship had been decapacitated by a virus, and apparently it was still influencing the systems. The hatch got locked and we couldn’t get in.
Lorana: That's one of my worst nightmares.
Savel/Kader: Response
Jovenan: We were docked on the Deep Space 224, so our only option was to jump from the ship to a small airlock on the station. Our suits also failed because of the virus, so we couldn’t control it, it was just freefall to the airlock.
Lorana: I'm happy you made it, Jovenan.
Savel/Kader/: Response
Lorana: :: points ahead :: This terrain is a little tricky.
A large outcropping of rocks blocks the path. Lorana knows that she can easily scale the side using her claws, she looks to her fellow ensigns and knows this could be a little more tricky for them.
Lorana: I can leap up there and pull you up? That may be best.
Savel/Jovenan/Kader: Responses
A breeze brushed past Lorana, and she could smell something new in the air. Something different. A familiar sweet odour. A Da'al scent. She cocked her head, listening intently. She lifts her paw, indicating to the others to be quiet.
There was a crunching of foot on stones.
Lorana: We're not alone.
Lorana heard another set of feet. It was faint, they were being careful.
Lorana: The nearest population centre is over 100 miles away. As far as I'm aware there is no farmland nearby?
Savel/Kader/Jovenan: Responses
Tags/TBC
Science Officer
USS Artemis-A
A240004LL2