forum Sci-Fi Mystery/Thriller RP (CLOSED)
Started by @Lavy-the-Nerdy-Sci-Fi-Birdy
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@Lavy-the-Nerdy-Sci-Fi-Birdy

(I've seen it in a couple of retro sci-fi novels. It's when one goes into artificial sleep to survive long years of space travel. (The name varys. Sometimes it's called cryo sleep)

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( I have no right to say this, but I kind of don't like the idea of it though. I find it boring.)

@StarkSpangledMayflower_Mad_Elder

(Okay, we don't have to do it. I was thinking we could use it if we didn't want to spend too much time on the journey.)

I think telling the journey is good because it gives us a main topic to talk about

@Lavy-the-Nerdy-Sci-Fi-Birdy

(Alrighty!)
Grace walked through the hangar looking for the right ship. She walked up to one of the ground crew. "Hey!" She shouted over noise, "Where's the J. H. Voyager docked?" The guy pointed over to a small starcraft. "Thanks!" Grace shouted before jogging over to the loading ramp. She approached of the inventory stockers. "Grace Weaver reporting to the J. H. Voyager." He nodded. "Captain Pavor is waiting on the bridge." he replied.

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Zoya walks through the hangar towards J.H. Voyager. "Dr Zoya Balewa reporting to the J.H. Voyager," She says with her thick African accent.

@Mr.Misfit

Thaleth slid out of the hangar cab with his belongings in hand. He didn't bring much, just his usual clothes and the equipment he hadn't sent for pre-packing. The one unusual thing was the pistol, sitting in its holster, banging uncomfortably on his leg as he walked.

As far as fighting goes, Thaleth was by no means trained, and so on any other day he wouldn't have even bothered with a weapon. But his friend from High School had lent it to him, with specific instructions to bring it along whenever he felt like he needed some luck.

He figured now was as good a time as any.

He approached the inventory stockers, taking a second to give one of them a hand with his own gear, then nodded to the lead stocker.

"Thaleth Dante, science officer. Fresh off the Iroquois with orders to accompany this ship."

@Mr.Misfit

Thaleth strode into the ship, and the first thing he saw was a woman with the insignia of a first mate on her uniform. He went to greet her.

"Heya, ma'am. I'm Thaleth Dante, ship's science officer. You're Kamryn, right?"

@Mr.Misfit

Thaleth smiled back. He was already liking this assignment better than the Iroquois. His old XO had been a bit of a pain in the rear.

"Nothing the briefings and info drives didn't already tell us. Agnodd station, a research facility, working on some project HQ's kept classified, went dark a year ago. No signal, no drone readings, no anything. Son of a gun didn't even pop up on a radar scan. Distress signal came from a different locale, but bears the same tag. HQ wants us to take a look." He frowned as he considered the information. "I can offer a theory on the sudden signal, but it doesn't really explain much otherwise."

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Zoya walks up to the ship, bag of extra medical equipment in her bag. She bets that they won't have half the equipment she needs.

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Once Alex had finished packing all her weapons and supplies, she slung the bag over her shoulder before walking over towards the ship. "Kamryn right?" She asked

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"Alex, weapons specialist." She introduced herself and wasn't phased by the guarded face she showed.