[ACT III Start] Lt Sasch Kreshkova - No Such Thing as a Quiet Landing
Karen Morris
Helmsman log stardate 240209.15
Nova Terra may be an incredibly beautiful vorld, but for all of its beauty, it is a dangerous place to be. Despite our apparent varm velcome, ve vere held a rogue faction - of at least two. It vas hard to know who to trust, and for a short time, I vasn’t sure if ve vere going to actually make it back to our shuttle, let alone the Zhor.
It vould haf been easy for us to move from one trap into anozher, but the Chief Minister pulled zhrough for us. She brought us to safety, had the worst of Caras’s wounds treated, and aided us in getting back to our shuttle. From there, it was a tense pleasure cruise back to the Thor. Tense in that I vas alvays looking over my shoulder. A pleasure cruise because I vas glad to be off of zhat planet….for zhe moment at least.
So many things could and did go wrong during our time on Nova Terra, but a couple of things seemed to work out in our favor. Zhe Chief Minister seems to be interested in either us or the Federation, or just in our knowledge of the last 375 years of Earth’s history. As long as she vants somezhing from us, she vill likely be a helpful ally.
But now, zhe Captain has ordered myself and Lieutenants Tito and Naledi to return zhe survivors of zhe Puritas to zheir respective planets. Ve’ve made several runs, and now ve’re on our last vone … back to Nova Terra.
Ve’ve also been tasked vizh helping Naledi gazher intel on who may haf set of zhe detonation of UNE Puritas and the civil unrest zhat we’ve encountered. So vonce again ve’re flying zhrough zhe skies of Nova Terra. Zhis time, ve are setting zhe runabout down near one of the smaller villages several kilometers outside of New Toronto. Time to see if Hudson vill be kinder zhan New Toronto.
((USS Odin - Crew Cockpit))
Sasch sat at the pilot’s seat on the Arrow Class shuttle USS Odin. This was the last leg of their final journey, delivering the survivors of UNE Puritas to their respective locations on both New Gaia and Nova Terra. Their last two guests, Viola and Henry, belonged to the medium-sized village of Hudson just outside of New Toronto. Off in the distance, mountain peaks pulled their nightcaps of snow over their eyes as they seemed to be settling down for the quickly approaching end of fall. From those mountains ran a river of turquoise water called the Hudson River. It bubbled and gurgled its way out of the mountains, across the plain, and through the middle of Hudson village.
The shuttle was close enough that little moving dots - people - crawled along the lined streets like ants in a farm. And like those same ants, they went about their business as if no one was watching.
Sasch announced over her shoulder…
Kreshkova: Ve’re about five minutes out from Hudson.
Tito/Naledi/Others: Response
Kreshkova: I’ll be setting us down outside of zhe town, so ve attract less attention.
oO Zhe last zhing ve need is anozher red carpet ambush. Oo
Tito/Naledi/Others: Response
Kreshkova: Do zhe two of you ::Sasch craned her head around toward Viola and Henry:: live near each ozher? And if so, which part of town is closest to you bozh?
Tito/Naledi/Others: Response
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Lt Sasch Kreshkova
Helm
USS Thor
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It is an honor to fly starships through the deadly, beautiful, vastness of space. ~ Sasch Kreshkova