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Strange Visitors
||Mission complete,|| Stacy's voice rang out through the ship. ||Obs deck returning.||
The mission was a success, and so the away team returned, and the Obs Deck was back in it's proper place.
But, this time, they came back with a few more visitors.
Among the returning crew members stood three strange aliens. There was the ever-dour Revus Lod, the energetic Ippli, and the stoic Commander Rahk.
The Lensmen commander looked around at his surroundings, his expression rather inscrutable at the moment.
Anyone want to say hi to the new arrivals?
The mission was a success, and so the away team returned, and the Obs Deck was back in it's proper place.
But, this time, they came back with a few more visitors.
Among the returning crew members stood three strange aliens. There was the ever-dour Revus Lod, the energetic Ippli, and the stoic Commander Rahk.
The Lensmen commander looked around at his surroundings, his expression rather inscrutable at the moment.
Anyone want to say hi to the new arrivals?
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Oh yeah, he's just egging her on now.
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"Everybody has their own talents," she says mildly. Mostly because Angie-Prime is grumbling about 'xenophobic assholes'. She was good at compartmentalizing. "It can be very difficult to integrate the various talents of the crew when the vast majority of us have no experience whatsoever with interplanetary travel, nevermind inter-universal. Add in that the ship itself is beyond our general knowledge and damaged to the point where she can't even give assistance to direct repairs? Stacy can't even pull up blueprints, tell us what's been damaged or how it's supposed to look when it's working properly.
"And over that," she continues, still keeping her tone even, "we have the various experiments that the crew were working on before they bugged out. Things like an Elder God being harnessed and hidden away that almost turned the crew on each other before we defeated it. Or the virus that one of the rogue AIs turned on the pod caverns, resulting in the deaths of a few thousand people who had been in the pods. And then there was another virus that nobody knows how it was triggered, but resulted in some wide scale destruction because it induced near-mindless rage in the crew members it affected."
She takes a moment to take a breath. One that the double doesn't need, but she needs to stay calm. "We faced the Ohm and lived to tell about it. We're managing the ship. Not perfectly. Maybe not even well, but damn it, we're doing our best. And if all you're here to do is be snide and pat us poor little Pre-Bleeds on the head like the backwards 'children' you likely believe us to be? Frankly? You can just go to Hell."
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"No, I'm here to do the job you're going to get yourselves killed trying to do. I'm going to fight the Ohm. I'd rather we not have a bunch of civvies tagging along, but the Commander thinks we need every edge we can get against them."
He looks a lot more serious now.
"I'll make this perfectly clear: none of you should be here. Saving you from your worlds? Yeah, sure, fine. No one deserves to be wiped out of existence like that. But expecting a bunch of people who haven't even discovered Bleed-travel yet to swoop in and save us all from the Ohm? Flething ridiculous. You should all just count yourselves lucky to be alive and jump ship at the nearest safe planet."
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So she'd come out of the pods after that revelation. It isn't like she hasn't heard about it from the others.