Lt. JG Isabelle Basilia - Diplomatic Hope

[Andrew Jamieson]

((Aba Ara - Eesse Vessel))

Ecritier: ~If you see it again, then what shall be done? They feed upon our life force.~

Greaves: Our first step is to try and talk to them. To get them to stop of their own free will.

Isabelle nodded, agreeing with the Major. It sounded simple - talk to them, make them aware of the damage they were causing and persuade them to stop. Hopefully they were reasonable and unaware of the impact they were having on the Eesse. Hopefully.

Brodie: That begs the question – are they attacking or are they feeding as part of a natural process?

The rustling of leaves was slightly louder as the female Eesse swayed and arched over the Stafleet contingent.
 
Ecritier: ~But they are not part of our natural process. This did not plague us until after the end of the last age. ~
 
Greaves: (Whispering to the team) It’s possible they picked up some hitchhikers along the way.

Basilia: My thoughts as well. I just hope that we can resolve the situation diplomatically.

And that was the question - would these lifeforms listen to reason? Did they have troubles of their own and that was why they needed the sap? Or were they a parasitic lifeform leeching off the Eesse?

Brodie: Response
 
Coloom: ~These creatures are not part of the Eesse life cycle. ::beat:: they secretly attack the Eesse and kill without showing themselves. Too much time has passed and too many dead from the illness these creatures pose to the Eesse. They must be removed.~
 
Ecritier: ~Time for you has a different meaning. Perhaps the one Coloom touched could say. However, we know this is not normal and did not occur until recent days, and has never been a part of our lives for as long as the Great Memory has existed.~
 
Greaves: It may not seem like it, but that could be a good thing. If this other species isn’t settled in here they may be more willing to leave.

Basilia: Presuming that we can provide them a better alternative. It could be this species has their own struggle and that is why they have come here.

Brodie: Response
 
One of the Eesse took a step forward and leaned down to the Major. Slowly a limb reached out towards Greaves.

Coloom: ~Greaves ::beat:: Violence is a last resort ::lowering a limb to Greaves shoulder:: However you know what is at stake here. ::beat:: do what you must to save our people.~

The branch reached out further and lightly touched Greaves on the shoulder. The Major’s eyes glazed over and pain rang across his face. As the branch withdrew, Greaves stumbled, almost falling to the floor.

Isabelle rushed over and placed her arm around Greaves, helping to steady him.

Basilia: Major, are you okay?

Brodie: Response

Greaves: I’m… I’m fine. I just need a second.

Ecritier: ~Our people are willing to help.~

Coloom: ::raising his limbs and leaves to the highest point:: ~Shepherds ::beat:: Greaves will take you to remove these unwanted from our great vessel. ::beat:: Follow his direction to purge the Eesse of this illness.~

Greaves: Give us a chance to talk these others down. Get them to leave of their own accord. If that fails…

Ecritier: ~If that fails, then other methods will be used?~

Isabelle looked over to Alex and Wes, unsure on how to answer. Would they have to resort to violence to remove these life forms? Isabelle truly hoped that would not be the case, that they could be reasoned with.

Brodie: Response

Greaves: We’ll cross that bridge when we come to it then.

Ecritier: ~Very well. Then do as you have promised. And we will assist as needed.~

Basilia: Thank you.

Brodie/Coloom/Greaves: Response

Ecritier: ~For now, I will confer with my beloved and my people. If you have need of us, you need but call upon us.~

Coloom: Response

Basilia: Perhaps we should check in with the others, see if there are any updates on these life forms, something that can help us.

Brodie/Greaves: Response

Lieutenant JG Isabelle Basilia
Security Officer
USS ‘Oumuamua

T239812IB4