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Diaries of the crew on this mission.
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So, that was terrifying.Β We had three Necrogliders chase us through the asteroid field.Β I think we lost half of our shields at one point, and some of the hull isn’t looking too good.Β Lucky we were still in our environmental suits from the space station, as we lost life support for a minute as well.Β As moments passed though, our VI and robot even joined in to help, and I think if we end up in a skirmish again, we’ll know what they can manage.Β I’m pleased to say we got away, though I’m wondering if the Eoxians just decided we weren’t a threat, or that we wouldn’t make it out of the system.Β Thank Triune for our drift engine!
We actually had an encounter in drift space.Β For a while, it seemed we had been followed by an asteroid.Β Not entirely weird, since we did come directly out of an asteroid field.Β However, we’d been in drift over a week already.Β So, we sped up.Β So did the big rock.Β Then we started to make course corrections.Β So did the rock.Β We decided, after some scans, that it was a telelith.Β They are usually hungry. And, while it probably couldn’t eat us in one go, we were already limping back to Akiton.Β Sresaka decided to dump our garbage in its path.Β It was happy to clean that up.Β And, my whiskers, it had a huge maw!Β It appeared to unfold itself to eat.
It’s good to be back on Akiton.Β Since we are going to have to get the hull repaired, I have some ideas for different shielding and armor.Β And I think Sre would like a few better weapons– the Rambler’s are not the best, but I think I saw at least one here at Khefak Depot that was originally meant for mining that would be great!
Addendum
I’ve discovered that Widget has mission log.Β That he posts on the Infosphere.Β Β He has a fairly decent following, though following what he’s actually saying is a bit difficult if you are sober.Β Β And, I’ve discovered that he recently won a lottery.Β I don’t even know how he entered the lottery, as we were in Drift at the time.
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So many things happening! We went through the entire asteroid, I think! Every room told more of the story. It’s called Osiris Station, and it’s a stopping point on the way to L476. No idea where that is! We found some good stuff that won’t be needed by the station personnel, and between the sad piles of dust and data pads, we learned that the crew of Osiris was working on Project Orcus, which was based on some ancient ship tech they didn’t really understand. The weapons from that ship did “necrotic damage” (I’d say it did a bit more than that) and they attempted to reverse engineer it to use in a smaller weapon. In addition to dustifying lunch for everyone on Osiris, it would also reanimate corpses. Ewww. There were also some comm logs between the crew’s Captain Anderson (now Captain Dust) and an Elizabeth Lake, discussing a “death cannon.” And a structure they could not open. They were going to try adamantine drills. I wonder if that was what we were delivering?
We all decide it was time to leave. As we boarded the Rambler, I-9 included, Brock let us know that there is huge freighter (Barrow Catacomb!) with no life signs thirty minutes from our position on a course that will bring them right to the asteroid. Eoxians. I don’t trust most of them, and judging by them scanning us and correcting course, I don’t think we’re about to make new friends.
I’ll also have to explain to Brock that he can warn us about our possible impending doom sooner than when we board the Rambler.
Addendum
I have to figure out a way to tune out the tech critters “chatting” in my head all the time. We’re in a dire emergency, and I can here Widget and I-9 discussing cake bullets and dressage.
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