LT Gila Sadar - I Still Don't Understand Aliens

[LT Gila Sadar]

(( Evacuation Zone - Outside Bantlox Colony, Laoi III ))

Gila stood at the edge of the Evacuation Zone selected by Lieutenant Gnai, ever competent in its performance of its duties, looking past the horizon onto the grey metallic finger reaching up into the sky, barely visible from this vantage point. It hadn’t been long into their continued evacuation of the colony before Sil-net’s team had gotten into contact with her. After her horrified reaction to them delving into the Ship without her, followed by her harsh admonishment of herself, since she’d been otherwise preoccupied with the cave expedition, she’d received their report and the team had agreed that a demolition of the Ship was the safer option.

It would take many months before Starfleet Historical Society would be able to get a team here and establish a proper excavation, and it was simply too risky.

A familiar trill caused Gila to absentmindedly tap her combadge, and Ensign Imril’s voice sounded.

Imril: =/\= Imril to Sadar. We are ready to initiate demolition at your convenience and that of Administrator Pend. Recalculated danger zone should be :: taps out some math:: fifteen percent smaller in diameter than my earlier estimates. But risk of a wild piece of debris going afield of that range still exists. =/\=

Sadar: =/\= ::clears throat:: Y-Yes Ensign, uhh, th-the Evacuation Zone is prepared. =/\= ::takes a deep breath:: =/\= P-Proceed. =/\=

Imril: =/\= Acknowledged, Doctor. Galaktoboureko out. =/\=

Gila sighed as the line of communication died, just rejoining Lieutenant Gnai and Vai-net, who’d congregated not far from the main center of the evacuation efforts.

Gnai: Hello, sirs!

Gila nodded to it.

Vailani: Any word from Lieutenant Silveira’s team? 

Gnai: This hasn’t heard anything yet… but this has also been busy. ::beat:: Quite busy.

Sadar: As, uhh, a matter of fact, Ensign Imril just got in touch. They’re, uhh, prepared for going through with the demolition. ::somber expression:: Robbing Starfleet Historical Society of the chance to do a proper excavation too…

Vailani: Response

Gila nodded slowly. She supposed Vai-net did have a good point there, but it still stung.

Gnai: What’re the next plans, sirs?

Sadar: Well, uhh... N-Not much? After the demolition has occurred, we have to, uhh, be on standby for a short while - make sure nothing volatile has been released into the atmosphere or bedrock by the demolition, b-but once that’s concluded, we’re free to leave.

Gnai: Sounds good– ::sound of a bit of commotion from across the way, someone yelling for Gnai:: Please, sirs. If you could give this more work to do… ::flashing with a bit of embarrassment, then speaking more quietly:: This does not want to get dragged back into conversations about an ocean-front colony.

Gila blinked, confusion evident in the ways her ridges trembled.

Sadar: O-Oceanfront... Colony?

Valiani: Response

The Galadoran Lieutenant flashed with relief before fleeing off to accomplish the tasks it had been given. Gila looked after it for a short while, before looking back to Vai-net with a shaking of the head.

Sadar: I... I still don’t understand aliens.

Vailani: Response?

Tags/End scene for Gila Sadar ((OOC: Thank you all for joining this! I know it went a bit long, but I hope you all had fun regardless!!))

LT Gila Sadar

Medical Officer

USS Artemis-A

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