November 9th 2150
The Shannon had slowly maneuvered itself into a more viable position to ascertain the strange excess that looms over the Jandar vessel. But onboard and particularly the bridge, they were well aware that the Jandar had observed their movement but in a time of supposed peace, they won’t fire or at least that is the hope of Charlotte, as she looks on attentively. The Shannon has stopped and just drifts through space. Charlotte is confident that Conrad will be on the ball without even a word and to her surprise; Ensign Valera has already gone about the task. Before she conjures her own opinions and before she begins to turn, Ensign Valera is straight in with a report.
“Seems to be a separate structure Commander, scanners are picking up a definite vacuum between the two, also picking up a different set of radiation signatures. Apart from the heat from the engines, there seems to be a difference in the engine types. Doesn’t appear to be Jandar at all Commander.”
He seemed to be quite pleased with himself and his high cheek bone received an elevation as he beamed to himself. Ensign Valera had a Hispanic look to him and this was a trait he picked up from his father but his mother was a Canadian woman and she passed on the redhead gene. It was certainly different, a dark handsome man with a real deep red set of curls. He wasn’t overly tall or muscular but well defined and it could be said that he had a slightly playful look to him. His self indulgent beam highlighted this, as he thought he gained browning points. But he wasn’t praised as Fleisch had an update.
“We have a visual now Commander,” he said with an authoritive tone to his voice. Everybody peered at the view screen as a visual of the two craft appeared on screen and it wasn’t what they expected. The Jandar craft was seemingly unaware of what was hovering over it. It was shaped obscurely as always. It was kind of like a sledge hammer with a fork on the handle end. These were of course, the engine nozzles and they were capable of swiveling around for very good maneuverability and to take away from the total malformed appearance, the central connecter for the crew section and the engineering section wasn’t quite so in proportion with a sledge hammer. It was a short stubby looking thing. The other craft however, defied the term normal.
And to all intensive purposes, the crew of the Shannon was completely miffed as to what sort of a vessel it was. It wasn’t a recorded vessel that’s for sure and as the bridge looked on, only speculative thoughts were active in their minds. Malone turned to her Commander who was still struck by the strange shadow like structure that hovered silently.
Its shape was strangely unshaped if that could be a description. It was just a mesh of intertwining dark patches, like a collapsed deck of cards, angles were tight and any sides were linear but the sides were randomly scattered. But as recorded by the ships scanners, it had mass and had engines. It was giving off radiation and heat but it was still so alien. Logic dictates that if it has an engine then it is within the realms of normality. But its aura wasn’t so welcoming. Charlotte snapped out of it, and seemed to be coming out of a state of transfix. She noticed Malone’s face eye her up and was compelled to get back to her confident way that she always inspired in others.
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