Ask DECS Pathfinder The Beginning

[Nakoa Singh]

Nakoa nodded to Arla and carried on to the medbay, removing his pressure helmet once he got there and hooking it to his belt. Once the Kaleesh and cargo tech were examined and began treatment, he looked around with curiosity, examining at a distance the various devices, consoles, and so on. Then he walked over to the Kaleesh and stared at them for a few seconds with no apparent purpose. He nodded in a satisfied sort of way.

Eventually, he remembered to actually introduce himself to the medical personnel and found Relan Quin. Nakoa offered a hand to shake. "Singh, with Apex. Can you identify the venom?" Nakoa asked in Tethysian-accented basic, getting right to the point. He might be able to do something about it, but he couldn't unless he knew what he was even looking for.

@Phoenix @Raydo

 

[Lance Priam]

The work of a Captain is never truly done, until shore leave, even in a civillian ship such as this. He would look at Arla (@Phoenix) and then answer "Yes. We soon plan on leaving this system, but going forward security will be sure on full alert and have coverage all cross the vessel. No signs of spaceborne life yet though..." Truth be told, he was also curious to ask about her force powers. He hasn't seen force use like that before. But surpressed the thought. "Do you mind also being the Ship Security Officer? In addition to Apex, that would also put you in charge of the Mandalorians and DEC's own security." Lance was impressed with what he saw. She's hands on and is leading her own group. Makes sense to put her in command of the whole security apparatus and help streamline things. Should she accept of course, it's optional.

He would then hear from Kryze (@Aberforth). He's preparing a feast. Lance would then grin. "Excellent" he said "That sounds great. How soon do you think it will be ready? We will soon be departing the system and going into hyperspace soon. Perhaps that will be the good time?" Hyperspace travel isn't instant, and one may never know what will be on the other side of the stream of blue and white. That should be enough time. Lance himself is curious on how the cuisine from the Unknown Regions will taste like.

Next, the astro-nvaigator found something, Lance would turn towards him. "Alright then, lets set the course." he would then look over to the helmsman, and then order him to get the hyperdrive started. WIth a class two hyperdrive, it won't take long to power up, and while doing that, the Pathfinder would accelerate and maneuver, aligning itself with the coordinates

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On another note, Engineer Ora (@lizziie) hasn't been answering the pages for her. Regardless, he would just order his other engineers and get the other contractor @Alberich Wotan to do it, to make sure the hullplate bandage is fully repaired and sustainable.

Also he would be sure to check in with the Medical wing. "Dr. Quin. Everything going alright? How are the injured?" he commed over, asking with concern. He trusted the Doctor's skills, but he would still like to know the progress.

Is that everything? But yes, very soon the ship will be leaving the system.

Spoiler: Tags

@theaveragejedishadow @Javier esschoolbus @Phoenix @Raydo @Aberforth @Altaria @Olwin @Arcangel @Altaris @lizziie @Eccles

 

[Arla]

Arla nodded before looking out the viewport and her eyes flicked over to the scope. Nothing on scopes, she thought to herself, though her view was partially obstructed. Probably just prudent to keep everyone on standby, she thought to herself. Plus it would fall to the security team to lead planetside operations.

She was about to turn and walk away when Captain Priam stopped her with a query of his own. It was a bit unexpected, and she waited several moments before responding. More responsibility and more authority. Maybe not an increase in contract value, she thought to herself. She was hesitant to take on more responsibility without an increase in price, but this was also about publicity. Getting Apex's name out there for future contracts was important.

Very well, she said after another moment. I will require personnel lists from the DEC crew as well as the Mandalorian contracting list, she said, and upon receiving it would make ready to transmit to those other members of the security team about the change.

This is Arla of Apex Contractors. At the request of the Captain, I will be taking over as head of security on the vessel. Please sound off with your status and location, she said into one of the communication stations, transmitted on the security frequency.

@Mr. Teatime @theaveragejedishadow @Javier esschoolbus @Olwin @Altaris

 

[Fenn "Rook" Reaver]

Fenn turns on his radio.

"Fenn reaver, mandalorian contractor, armory, status fine."

He sighs, cutting it after he sounded off his status, having returned to get his gear checked after the fight, the prudent thing to do, he clipped on his lightsaber gauntlet, which he disguised to look like a flamer on his wrist, after the jellyfish, he figured it would be wise to keep it around. Not as effective as his saber, but still effective.

 

[Ora Trel]

"Erm, yeah! Right on it."

Fix up the ship? It was a bit out of the Nautolan's area of expertise, but surely engineering couldn't be all that different from robotics? ...right?

The Nautolan headed off to find the rest of the engineers. Unbeknownst to her, she'd dropped her pager when she'd tripped earlier, meaning that the Captain's orders fell on deaf ears. Unfamiliar with the layout of the ship and a bit freaked out by the giant jellies attacking, it took her a bit longer than she wanted to find the rest of the engineers and group up with them.

"Where have you been? Captain's been calling for you?" One of them asked. Blushing bright purple, Ora hastily checked her pockets to find the paging device missing. "I uh- shit! My pager is missing."

"Whatever. Do you know how to use a tilt wrench?" Not wanting to say no, Ora cheekily took the tool and joined in alongside the other engineers. 'Was not really expecting to have to repair ships,' she thought to herself.

"Sorry Captain, lost my pager. Workin' on the hull- ban- workin' on whatever it's called now." (@The Good Doctor) She'd borrowed one of the other's pagers to call the Captain back. Despite her lack of knowledge with ships, the repair seemed to be going well. It turned out that it was just like putting plating on a robot, except the pieces were a lot bigger and heavier.

 

[Thalis Kryze]

Amidst the mellifluous interplay of shipboard sounds—subtle hum of power systems, whispered conversations of the crew, distant echoing vibrations from the hull—Thalis Kryze found himself, hands submerged in a rather curious substance. The viscous jelly extracted from the recently encountered space jellyfish was an alien sensation, lustrous and bizarrely warm, fluctuating between slick and syrupy. It shimmered under the artificial lights of the galley, seemingly taking on a life of its own, resplendent in a polychrome array of unplaceable hues. Its mild, yet deeply intricate aroma imbued the air, a scent that struck him as strangely brackish with a peculiar hint of an unnamable fruit—another mystery for his chef's palate to decipher.

Suddenly, a buzz from a hovering droid yanked Thalis from his sensory trance. Its synthesized voice, dispassionate yet pleasant, echoed through the galley. "Master Kryze, we are about to initiate a jump into hyperspace." Despite its devoid of emotion, the droid's reminder carried an unspoken implication—the ship, the crew, the captain—they were all waiting for Thalis' impending culinary creation.

A momentary pause suffused the room as Thalis pondered on the timing. His vibrant eyes met the cold, unblinking gaze of the droid's optical sensors. "That aligns perfectly," he replied, a spark of confidence emanating from his voice, "Inform the captain that we'll greet the mysteries of the hyperspace with our very own enigma on a platter."

With his mind set on the timeline, he turned back to the task at hand, his hands diving back into the jellyfish substance like an artist returning to a blank canvas. Each slice, each maneuver was carried out with an air of practiced care, yet the unpredictability of his alien ingredients injected an undercurrent of tension into his usually calm demeanor. He was traversing unfamiliar terrain—the jellyfish's internal anatomy was a sprawling maze of potentially hazardous tissues. With the utmost caution, he removed what he suspected to be poisonous parts—yet there remained a lingering uncertainty. Could he discern harmful from benign in such a strange organism?

His fingers navigated the enigmatic substance, the slightly unsettling squelch of it a reminder of the alien origins of his ingredients. He squinted, straining his gaze to decipher the minute variances in the texture and color, a dangerous game of culinary Russian roulette. As he worked, he was not just an artist, but an explorer charting unknown territory, an innovator pushing the frontiers of gastronomy. A dish from an entity as mysterious as the unexplored corners of the cosmos—they were on an expedition, after all, and what was the worse that could happen...

 

[Rath Jell]

Clicking on his commlink he says, "Rath Jell Mandalorian contractor I'm currently at the site of the hull breach incase any threats come back. Status is fine, With that he continues patrolling the area around the hull breach keeping an eye out for visitors

 

[Relan Quin]

He nodded to the newcomer who had brought the Kaleesh and the cargo worker. "We are working to identify it as quickly as we can." he offered in answer. "Are you injured?" he asked the man. If he were, he would find staff to assist him; if not, the Doctor would move back to his patients.

The medbay was busy, but they were handling themselves. They had received their sample, but it would take a while to begin devising a way to counteract the creatures' venom. They continued to monitor the worst of the patients, Relan keeping a close eye, especially on the Kaleesh.

The Captain called him on the ship's comms. He moved to a panel. "Captain, we have our hands full down here. Though, luckily many of the injuries are minor. We are treating the more seriously injured the best we can until we can more thoroughly research the creature's venom. We also have several individuals who suffered serious decompression injuries. We are doing all we can for them." he reported in a matter-of-fact tone.

"Will submit follow-up reports as available," he said before returning to his work.

With patients stable for the moment, he turned his attention towards the team analyzing the contained and sedated spellie. The Ship's med scanner was processing it now; they should have a better answer in several minutes.

@The Good Doctor @Mr. Teatime

 

[Nakoa Singh]

"No," Nakoa answered, uninjured. After the CMO indicated they were looking into the venom he got himself out of the medbay staff's way and sat himself on a chair, apparently intending to stick around for the time being. A licorice root was placed between his teeth to chew and he got out the same datapad he'd been reading from before the spellies attacked.

Before getting into it he rose his wrist comm, hearing Arla's call out. He still wasn't 'security' exactly, but he had the same Apex channels for transparency. Besides which she may appreciate a report. "Appears stable for the time being, medicated. Venom under analysis," Nakoa informed her regarding the injured Kaleesh.

At the very least they weren't immediately dying from the Wrean's perspective. At that point he returned to examining the ship specifications on his datapad, curious what the med scan might find from the spelly venom.

@Phoenix @Raydo @The Good Doctor

 

[Lance Priam]

The Captain would make avaliable what she requested. Lance will be sure to note that if the expedition goes safely, if they find anything or not, to contact the Corps HQ on Corellia that the new Ship Security Officer (@Phoenix) is given a bonus for her new role. She was immediately taking charge and asking for status updates from the other people from security. Excellent.

He also heard the others report in, Engineering is working @lizziie, the hull will be fixed in due time. Truthfully, Lance wasn't annoyed with Ora suddenly gone silent, she could have very well got hurt or otherwise hangled up with jellyfish. He was relieved that wasn't case. Culinary (@Aberforth) is working on something Lance is sure that will be as delicious as it will be exotic, and he was informed by the droid it will indeed be during hyperspace.

Medical (@Mr. Teatime, @Radyo) are doing all they can, a lot of the injuries are minor, and as for the rest, Lance has the utmost confidence in the talents of his crew. "Good work." he complimented. "Let me know if there is anything I can do". he said.

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Before too long, thanks to the efforts of the engineers, the hull breach would be fully fixed, fully ready for the journey to continue. No signs of other hostile spaceborne lifeforms, 'spellies' or not. Lance was back at the bridge, the coordinates are locked, the hyperdrive is ready, as he was told by the bridge staff. Personnel would already know they will be making the big jump.

Three.

Two.

One.

To everyone looking through a viewport, streaks of blue and white would appear, and the DECS Pathfinder makes the jump to hyperspace, leaving this system behind them. Lance would breathe a sigh of relief. Hopefully no more spacebearing jellyfish bearing ship-hull eating acid. Now they go to a new system. What is in that system no one knows yet, one can only guess, but the people in the DECS Pathfinder have shown they are capable indeed.

Spoiler: OOC

Horray! We are now in hyperspace. People can continue to work in here, post reactions .etc

@Aberforth, however you want to handle the feast is up to you. Could be in here, in a new side thread as a social .etc Up to you.

The next part of the expedition will be under way in the coming days. By Thursday at minumum. We will see about doing some actual exploring this time :)

Spoiler: Tags

@theaveragejedishadow @Javier esschoolbus @Phoenix @Raydo @Aberforth @Altaria @Olwin @Arcangel @Altaris @lizziie @Eccles

 

[Rath Jell]

Upon completion of the hull repairs Rath waits till all the engineers have left then he leaves mostly to make sure they're done before settling down. Going into his quarters as the ship makes its jump. He starts setting down his various weapons and taking off his gauntlets till they were prepared to land suspecting his wrist rocket and flamethrower unnecessary whilst aboard.

Looking over his weapons he picked up his swords twirling them in hand and doing some basic movements. Though they were arguably the weapons he was most skilled with it had been some time since he used them. He examined them thinking that while most of the mandalorians he met used beskar in their armor his only beskar possessions were the blades of his mentor. After his fun he lays back waiting for a page or call from either the captain or new security chief.

@The Good Doctor @Phoenix