((Temporary Offices, Deck 118, Deep Space 224))
Adea: It’s not easy, being people out of time. We should know.
Kim nodded.
Drex: ::clearing his throat, pulling himself out of the memory:: Speaking of settling into this century... I completed my report on the Gatwa anomaly, well, as complete as it can be, considering we lost all the data collected by the Eagle. Should I expect a full debrief with Command, or will DS224 handle the review?
Adea: Your debrief will be handled by myself, and you will pass that down to your underlings. ::he smiled momentarily:: Comes with the job.
She nodded again. This was becoming a bit more formal and it pertained to a mission she'd not been a direct party to. She felt herself sliding back into trying to soak up more of the culture of her new assignment.
Drex: Did the scientists on Proust offer any interesting explanations or do we justify the strange anomaly as a cruel joke by CloQ?
Adea: The jury’s out on that one. There’s no record of Proust Station, nor of any of their staff. Whether they were merely playthings of CloQ, or whether they’re part of some mythical El-Aurian deepstate, I couldn’t say.
Stapledon: No residual subspace carrier waves from an antenna?
Drex: Response
Adea: We don’t have anything to prove they contacted us, not since the Eagle disappeared, although where a Q is involved, Command have learned to take things on faith… the final frontier.
Stapledon: Sounds like a ghost station... From an outsider's perspective.
Drex/Adea: Response
Stapledon: I've only heard about the Q in briefings and in a couple of books published years after the original encounters...
Drex/Adea: Response
Stapledon: Honestly? I am more in the "any sufficiently advanced technology is indistinguishable from magic" camp... But then again I haven't seen one up close so I'm going on speculation and my own foundational beliefs...
Drex/Adea: Response
-- Lt. Kimberly Stapledon
Science Officer
USS Eagle
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