Commander V'Len Kel - Fantastic Voyage
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Don K
May 14, 2026, 2:12:46 PM (2 days ago) May 14
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((Bridge, Deck 3, USS Ronin))
It was one of those situations where everything was going well until it wasn't. The Ronin was cruising along next to the largest cosmozoans V'Len had to encounter. The USS Thor had never gotten exact measurements of Beverly, but given that the 672 meter ship had ended up on the inside of the creature, it could be concluded that Beverly was no light weight.
Presently there was very little activity, but that changed as a series of electrical pulses began to grow in magnitude and intensity.
Kel: Sir, I'm seeing electrical pulses running the length of the creature, they're increasing in magnitude.
Velis: Captain, if those pulses are connected to the interference spike, we may already be provoking a response…and I’m not sure it’s a good one.
Niac: Report...did that cause any damage other than giving me a headache?
Venn: I almost blacked out, and I still have a migraine, Captain.
Kessler/Raga: Responses
Without warning V'Len's antennae felt like they were on fire. His hands went to his head and he began swatting at them.
Kel: ::frantically:: Aaah! My antennae are burning!
Glancing around the other members of the bridge crew seemed confused and uncomfortable.
Niac: Mr. Raga, prepare to change course, Mr. Kessler, bring the shields up. Get a medical team up here.
Kessler/Raga: Response
Though his vision was blurred V'Len looked at the passive sensors. There was a wealth of something coming in.
Kel: =/\= Kel to Beck! Are you getting anything at all? I think we may have upset it. =/\=
Beck: =/\= You can say that again. I'm not a hundred percent sure exactly what just happened, but we are having a few technical difficulties and are working on clearing those out. The data is coming through, though, absolutely. =/\=
V'Len was pleased that his suffering was at least associated with some gain of knowledge. He knew Raga and Kessler were primed to remove them from the situation, but he was reluctant to ask them to. They needed to understand the creature and if it meant his own discomfort, it was a small price.
Velis: ::to Niac:: The pulses spiked at the exact same time. I don’t think that’s a coincidence.
Velis: Captain, I don’t think it’s upset. I think it might be trying to communicate.
Niac: I suppose a simple "hello" would've been too much to hope for. Do you have anything to base that on, Lieutenant? V'Len...say the word and we'll fall back and figure out another approach.
Andorian antennae were a critical part of the balance and sensory system of the species. Interconnected with many other nerve clusters the burning was not slowly making its way down into V'Len's arms and legs as a dull, but uncomfortable ache. Nevertheless he shook his head at the captain indicating they should not leave the area.
Venn: If that … :: she fought down the nausea and tried to continue :: was a simple defense … then it might be more … powerful. Captain, we must be … prepared.
Kessler/Raga: Response
Velis: ::pauses:: The doctor or Commander Kel can likely confirm this, but I believe Commander Kel’s antennae might be functioning as a radio receiver.
Kel: ::gritting his teeth:: Lucky me.
Beck: =/\= A radio receiver, huh? That gives me an idea. =/\=
Niac: Make it quick Doctor, I don't want to expose any of the crew to this if there's a risk of long term damage. Steady as she goes Mr. Raga...but kept that escape course updated.
V'Len heard the turbolift open behind him and several members of the medical team entered the bridge. A pair headed toward him.
Medic: :: to Alira :: Describe your symptoms.
Venn: Massive headache. Like having banding tightened around my skull.
Medic: That should help. Give it a few minutes. It may not completely remove the symptoms, but they’ll be manageable for now.
V'Len swatted the pair of medics away. He did not want anything to interfere if he was truly being used as an antennae.
Kel: ::gruffly:: I'm fine.
Kessler/Raga: Response
Velis: ::nods:: I think if we can figure out the frequency, so to speak, we might be able to program the computers to simulate the creature’s “language” and enable us to communicate with it.
Niac: Very well, let's see if we can pin down the source of V'len's burning sensation. Mr. Kessler, is anything hitting the shields? Mr. Raga, Lieutenant Venn...can the probe tell us anything useful? I'd like to be able to politely ask this creature to stop shouting at us.
Venn: I’m still unable to tell if it was communication or an attack. For all I know, at this point, Captain, it could be both.
Kel: ::shaking his head:: If this was an attack I think we'd all know it. As it is, Beck is right. My antennae just happen to be able to sense something.
Kessler/Raga: Response
Velis: ::shrugs:: It won’t be perfect, but I think it’s the best we’ve got.
Beck: =/\= Perfect is the enemy of good. We are seeing some progress down here - instead of a vague black outline, it's a vague white outline that is starting to show some deeper details. =/\=
Niac: =/\= Well done Doctor, get as much data as you can. Mark any spots that strike you as particularly important and our guests will prioritize them for further inspection. =/\=
As suddenly as the pain had started it suddenly stopped. V'Len's muscles relaxed and his head thudded onto the console in front of him. His eyes were closed tight and stung, but the aches he had been experiencing were dissipating. His antennae tingled as if they'd fallen asleep.
Niac: Did you find a way to compensate for the turbulence or did that… ::he nodded towards the viewscreen and corrected himself::....or did our friend out there decide to give us a break?
Kel: ::breathing deeply and raising his head:: Whatever was happening has stopped.
Kessler/Raga/Velis: Response
Niac: Either way I'm going to take it as a good sign. The question now becomes...how much do we want to test our luck today? Mr. Raga, Chief Kessler...based on the data we've recovered so far...do you think we could safely get an away team or two aboard that vessel? Lt. Velis, Lt. Venn...got any good spots picked out yet?
Venn: Not yet, Captain. Are we sure it’s even safe to go there?
Kel: ::regarding his console:: Believe it or don't the passages inside the creature show atmosphere. Slightly different composition than your average M-Class planet, but nothing we'd necessarily need EV suits for.
Kessler/Raga/Velis: Response
Venn: Captain, I don’t really relish the idea of killing something so magnificent, but it did just attack us. And it seems it didn’t even try that hard. What if we really and truly provoke it? Then what happens to us? What if…
V'Len turned to face Venn.
Venn: Sorry, Captain. I just think we need to a be a bit more cautious about this. But, your command, sir, and if you want me to go over there, I will.
Niac: Response
Kel: Captain Niac, I don't believe that was an attack. If it wasn't actually communication it was likely the creature sensing the environment around it. We should approach with caution of course.
Raga / Kessler / Velis: Responses
Venn: Aye, sir. Then I think we need to start with some place that seems a bit safer, furthest point away from that energy source in the center.
V'Len brought up the scans he'd taken of the creature on the main viewscreen.
Kel: There's a chamber here ::highlighting a small area:: in the anterior, dorsal space. Might be an interesting nerve cluster.
Niac / Raga / Kessler / Velis: Responses
V'Len highlighted another portion of the creature on the posterior, ventral surface.
Kel: This seems to be a large chamber. Unclear what's there, but it might be another jumping off point.
Venn / Niac / Raga / Kessler / Velis: Responses
Kel: We could easily fly a shuttle through the opening on the ventral surface, but I'd propose beaming teams in instead. That would likely be less invasive.
Venn / Niac / Raga / Kessler / Velis: Responses
Tags/TBC
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It was one of those situations where everything was going well until it wasn't. The Ronin was cruising along next to the largest cosmozoans V'Len had to encounter. The USS Thor had never gotten exact measurements of Beverly, but given that the 672 meter ship had ended up on the inside of the creature, it could be concluded that Beverly was no light weight.
Presently there was very little activity, but that changed as a series of electrical pulses began to grow in magnitude and intensity.
Kel: Sir, I'm seeing electrical pulses running the length of the creature, they're increasing in magnitude.
Velis: Captain, if those pulses are connected to the interference spike, we may already be provoking a response…and I’m not sure it’s a good one.
Niac: Report...did that cause any damage other than giving me a headache?
Venn: I almost blacked out, and I still have a migraine, Captain.
Kessler/Raga: Responses
Without warning V'Len's antennae felt like they were on fire. His hands went to his head and he began swatting at them.
Kel: ::frantically:: Aaah! My antennae are burning!
Glancing around the other members of the bridge crew seemed confused and uncomfortable.
Niac: Mr. Raga, prepare to change course, Mr. Kessler, bring the shields up. Get a medical team up here.
Kessler/Raga: Response
Though his vision was blurred V'Len looked at the passive sensors. There was a wealth of something coming in.
Kel: =/\= Kel to Beck! Are you getting anything at all? I think we may have upset it. =/\=
Beck: =/\= You can say that again. I'm not a hundred percent sure exactly what just happened, but we are having a few technical difficulties and are working on clearing those out. The data is coming through, though, absolutely. =/\=
V'Len was pleased that his suffering was at least associated with some gain of knowledge. He knew Raga and Kessler were primed to remove them from the situation, but he was reluctant to ask them to. They needed to understand the creature and if it meant his own discomfort, it was a small price.
Velis: ::to Niac:: The pulses spiked at the exact same time. I don’t think that’s a coincidence.
Velis: Captain, I don’t think it’s upset. I think it might be trying to communicate.
Niac: I suppose a simple "hello" would've been too much to hope for. Do you have anything to base that on, Lieutenant? V'Len...say the word and we'll fall back and figure out another approach.
Andorian antennae were a critical part of the balance and sensory system of the species. Interconnected with many other nerve clusters the burning was not slowly making its way down into V'Len's arms and legs as a dull, but uncomfortable ache. Nevertheless he shook his head at the captain indicating they should not leave the area.
Venn: If that … :: she fought down the nausea and tried to continue :: was a simple defense … then it might be more … powerful. Captain, we must be … prepared.
Kessler/Raga: Response
Velis: ::pauses:: The doctor or Commander Kel can likely confirm this, but I believe Commander Kel’s antennae might be functioning as a radio receiver.
Kel: ::gritting his teeth:: Lucky me.
Beck: =/\= A radio receiver, huh? That gives me an idea. =/\=
Niac: Make it quick Doctor, I don't want to expose any of the crew to this if there's a risk of long term damage. Steady as she goes Mr. Raga...but kept that escape course updated.
V'Len heard the turbolift open behind him and several members of the medical team entered the bridge. A pair headed toward him.
Medic: :: to Alira :: Describe your symptoms.
Venn: Massive headache. Like having banding tightened around my skull.
Medic: That should help. Give it a few minutes. It may not completely remove the symptoms, but they’ll be manageable for now.
V'Len swatted the pair of medics away. He did not want anything to interfere if he was truly being used as an antennae.
Kel: ::gruffly:: I'm fine.
Kessler/Raga: Response
Velis: ::nods:: I think if we can figure out the frequency, so to speak, we might be able to program the computers to simulate the creature’s “language” and enable us to communicate with it.
Niac: Very well, let's see if we can pin down the source of V'len's burning sensation. Mr. Kessler, is anything hitting the shields? Mr. Raga, Lieutenant Venn...can the probe tell us anything useful? I'd like to be able to politely ask this creature to stop shouting at us.
Venn: I’m still unable to tell if it was communication or an attack. For all I know, at this point, Captain, it could be both.
Kel: ::shaking his head:: If this was an attack I think we'd all know it. As it is, Beck is right. My antennae just happen to be able to sense something.
Kessler/Raga: Response
Velis: ::shrugs:: It won’t be perfect, but I think it’s the best we’ve got.
Beck: =/\= Perfect is the enemy of good. We are seeing some progress down here - instead of a vague black outline, it's a vague white outline that is starting to show some deeper details. =/\=
Niac: =/\= Well done Doctor, get as much data as you can. Mark any spots that strike you as particularly important and our guests will prioritize them for further inspection. =/\=
As suddenly as the pain had started it suddenly stopped. V'Len's muscles relaxed and his head thudded onto the console in front of him. His eyes were closed tight and stung, but the aches he had been experiencing were dissipating. His antennae tingled as if they'd fallen asleep.
Niac: Did you find a way to compensate for the turbulence or did that… ::he nodded towards the viewscreen and corrected himself::....or did our friend out there decide to give us a break?
Kel: ::breathing deeply and raising his head:: Whatever was happening has stopped.
Kessler/Raga/Velis: Response
Niac: Either way I'm going to take it as a good sign. The question now becomes...how much do we want to test our luck today? Mr. Raga, Chief Kessler...based on the data we've recovered so far...do you think we could safely get an away team or two aboard that vessel? Lt. Velis, Lt. Venn...got any good spots picked out yet?
Venn: Not yet, Captain. Are we sure it’s even safe to go there?
Kel: ::regarding his console:: Believe it or don't the passages inside the creature show atmosphere. Slightly different composition than your average M-Class planet, but nothing we'd necessarily need EV suits for.
Kessler/Raga/Velis: Response
Venn: Captain, I don’t really relish the idea of killing something so magnificent, but it did just attack us. And it seems it didn’t even try that hard. What if we really and truly provoke it? Then what happens to us? What if…
V'Len turned to face Venn.
Venn: Sorry, Captain. I just think we need to a be a bit more cautious about this. But, your command, sir, and if you want me to go over there, I will.
Niac: Response
Kel: Captain Niac, I don't believe that was an attack. If it wasn't actually communication it was likely the creature sensing the environment around it. We should approach with caution of course.
Raga / Kessler / Velis: Responses
Venn: Aye, sir. Then I think we need to start with some place that seems a bit safer, furthest point away from that energy source in the center.
V'Len brought up the scans he'd taken of the creature on the main viewscreen.
Kel: There's a chamber here ::highlighting a small area:: in the anterior, dorsal space. Might be an interesting nerve cluster.
Niac / Raga / Kessler / Velis: Responses
V'Len highlighted another portion of the creature on the posterior, ventral surface.
Kel: This seems to be a large chamber. Unclear what's there, but it might be another jumping off point.
Venn / Niac / Raga / Kessler / Velis: Responses
Kel: We could easily fly a shuttle through the opening on the ventral surface, but I'd propose beaming teams in instead. That would likely be less invasive.
Venn / Niac / Raga / Kessler / Velis: Responses
Tags/TBC
Commander V'Len Kel
Chief Science Officer/Second Officer
USS Ronin NCC-34523
T239811VK2
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