Traviller - RPG - Asian Tails (Inactive)

Game Master Johnny_Panic

So we used 3.05 hours rescuing the pod and getting angie into the sick bay and conscious.

Having had similar thoughts as to what Abebe had voiced Navarre wonders if the local officials will release Angie back into their company. Or if the pod will be impounded as well. Furrowing his brow, he asks her, "Angie, would you mind if I removed that link beacon so we can track your ship?"

Either way she answers the question, I'm assuming the radio's have ear buds so our communication isn't heard by everyone. If that's not the case he will stay in the room.
Stepping out of the med bay so the wounded human wouldn't hear him, he presses the button on his radio, "Hey Cable, what do you think of the idea of inviting Angie to go with us? Maybe help her recover her ship?"

"To be honest, I think Angie is the best lead we have to closing in on the Witch. She also needs protection and to find her ship. The best course of action is to log all of this information with Star-Barker, ensure that their crew is not compromised, ask that the questioning take place her on STF, and also request that Angie be remanded to our custody so that we can find her ship, and the bounty."

Cable smiles ...

"All of that AFTER they have transferred the 200Kcr to us, naturally"

Before he left to room to speak with Cable
Nodding in agreement with Boom, "Your right Boom, but I do intend to remove it from the pod in case the authorities insist on impounding it." Nodding politely to Angie, "Thank you Ma'am."

having stepped out of the room to speak with Cable
Listening carefully to Cable's thoughts, Navarre nodded in agreement, sming at the comment about the credits. "I'm glad you think so, I'll tell her the officials are approaching and ask if she would like to travel with us."

Stepping back into he med bay Navarre informs their patent, "I'm going to attempt to remove the comm link, but before I head that way I wanted to ask you, would you join us in our search for your ship and your husbands killer." He furrows his brow, telling a white lie, "I'd understand if you just wanted to stay with the officials and let them do their job." It was a lie, maybe a white lie, but still a lie. If someone had killed one of his family members and stolen his families method to provide, he'd want to hunt them down and kill them himself. But of course back on the rock it would have been Venssa's mom forming the assault party and letting him take point. Focusing his thoughts back on the here and now, he looked to Angie for an answer.

Nodding to the lady, he heads to the 'pod' taking his mutlitool off of his belt he began working on removing the com link. Realizing he wasn't going to be able to get it loose, Navarre thumbs his radio, "Boom, would you help me with this device?"

removing com link DC 7, engineering (electronic) education: 2d6 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (2, 1) + 1 + 2 = 6

Abebe sees the sensors pinging a possible collision course on the incoming ship. At the same time he hears something possibly illegal being discussed. Abebe prioritizes the ship's safety and checks the ship's execution of the course plotted.

Pilot(Dex): 1d26 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5 What's up?

He then sends a reminder to all on board, "Abebe here, may have to make a quick maneuver, the Star-Barker maybe coming in a bit close, be ready. Also all conversations are being recorded to show our 100 percent Platinum purity and good intentions so we don't tick off the Sheriffs before we can even refuel." Abebe hopes that helps.

Abebe inexperience shows, consequence to be determined in the next thrilling episode.

You get the buster comms unit off the pod.

"Hold fast She that flys we have having some difficulties alining to your Alsan air dock. Trying again"

Pilot 2d6 + 2 ⇒ (4, 3) + 2 = 9

You hear the clan as they link to your aft airlock. AYA opens it and you make your way to the Eng room as it opens and an Officer and an armed sucriuy trooper in battle amor a medic and a tech come onto the ship. The air lock closes behind them.

"Greetings I am commander York, please to meet you. Our Medic needs to see the injured pilot you recused. Also our tech would like to see the life pod if she can."

There is the sound of the ship undocking.

"They is going to the other ship to inspect it and interview them. I will be staying with you."

He nods to the Trooper who lowers his laser rifle.

"So do you mind showing us to the recused pilot"

Abebe sees the sensors pinging a possible collision course on the incoming ship. At the same time he hears something possibly illegal being discussed. Abebe prioritizes the ship's safety and checks the ship's execution of the course plotted.

[dice=Pilot(Dex)]d26+1 What's up?

He then sends a reminder to all on board, "Abebe here, may have to make a quick maneuver, the Star-Barker maybe coming in a bit close, be ready. Also all conversations are being recorded to show our 100 percent Platinum purity and good intentions so we don't tick off the Sheriffs before we can even refuel." Abebe hopes that helps.

Abebe inexperience shows, consequence to be determined in the next thrilling episode.

"Aye aye, Captain."

"In medicine, we normally ask for consent prior to anything that violates freedoms or privacy, guess there must have been a course I missed in starship operations. Weren't many courses my mom let me miss though ..."

"Aya - delete any recording of any party from whom you do not have direct consent to being recorded, and let me know when that is complete? You have Adebe's implicit consent it seems ... but we will discuss your privacy protocols at another time."

"Compliance"

Comes the hologram of AYA waiting in the medical bay.

Taken aback that Angie didn't have an opinion one way or the other, Navarre heard the other ship docking. Mentally shrugging, he turned to his friend, "Cable, I'll head to engineering, let me know if you need anything."

Abebe sees his explanation of his actions failed, and lets events proceed. "Docking acknowledged, Welcome Aboard, Star-Barker."
At the awkward pause, Abebe eventually says over ship intercom, "Angie is in the medbay and as I understand things the pod belongs to her. The imaging system can show you the path to it, honored guests." Abebe types the commands to show the route to the constabulary.

@Navarre - Angie hold your arm as you go to leave, She is hurt bad and weak. She focuses,

"Thank you but I can't ask that. The security forces will know what to do, but what chance to they have to find the my ship"

You work and set the transponder.

The officers gets to the sick bay, and stops a moment taking in the sceen then he is just about to ask some thing when his comes goes off.

"Sir the other ship has rabbited, accelerating hard. Captain says stay put we will be giving chase."

He responds

"Copy"

He looks at the sick bed and asks

"Well it seems we will be with you for a while. Can I ask is the patient above to anwser some questions."

@Navarre - Angie hold your arm as you go to leave, She is hurt bad and weak. She focuses,

"Thank you but I can't ask that. The security forces will know what to do, but what chance to they have to find the my ship"

You work and set the transponder.

The officers gets to the sick bay, and stops a moment taking in the sceen then he is just about to ask some thing when his comes goes off.

"Sir the other ship has rabbited, accelerating hard. Captain says stay put we will be giving chase."

He responds

"Copy"

He looks at the sick bed and asks

"Well it seems we will be with you for a while. Can I ask is the patient above to anwser some questions."

"A few, yes, but all things considered, it appears we have a great deal more time for questions than we planned. Let's limit this interaction; 3 to 4 minutes. I will not risk giving additional stims to the patient in this condition."

Cable smiles curtly

"I am Nathan Grey, Chief Medical Officer of STF ... and Captain also for what that's worth."

Going to a comm panel, "Mister Adebe: you're all the steward we have, and it seems our visitors have become guests. Would you please prepare the main cabin for their use? I will make coffee shortly."

@Navarre -You work and set the transponder.

I'm not sure if you mean 'set' or 'get' he was trying to remove it from the pod so they could use it to follow her ship.

Realizing the patient had touched his arm, Navarre pauses. As she answers he nods in agreement. What chance would they have? He believed whoever had the transponder would be able to track the ship. Though the question about returning the ship to her may be a different matter. Nodding to her he answered, "I understand, try and rest now."

Taking the transponder with him to engineering, he began to carefully look at the piece of equipment. He believed it to be the key to finding Angie's ship, the pirate and their means to get AYA's previous master home.

As he worked he heard Cable asking Abebe to 'prepare the main cabin.' Raising an eyebrow, either the woman had gotten much better much faster than expected, or something else was going on. Tabbing his radio he asked, "Abebe, is there anything I can help you with?"

Abebe hears the Captains call, and replies, "Let me check the pilot controls, and I'll be on it soonest." He then asks Aya, "Are you good for holding relative station while I attend to our guests?"

Assuming the Aya is okay, he heads toward the main cabin when Navarre's voice pops up in his ear's comlink. He says, "Uhm, maybe. Just how many guests are we to have? Angie and how many officials, three I think? So four people it seems unless you saw more. Actually I'm more worried about life support, the last engineering report was not too encouraging. Can it handle nine for long? Could you check on that?" Abebe will try to make the cabin as comfortable as possible.

Steward(EDU or SOC): 2d6 ⇒ (1, 2) = 3 No mods for skill or stats

'That's a good question.' Actually not sure how many 'officers' there were, Navarre makes a mental note to ask Caleb how many folks had joined them. At Abebe's recommendation he also starts doing the mental calculations for the change in personal numbers effect on the life support system. Going to the screen he begins pulling up information. "Good questions all Abebe, I'd gone to engineering and didn't see our guests, I'll check with Caleb."

Tabbing the radio he considers asking Caleb, then realizing he may be busy, asks instead; "Anybody, is it just three officials? How long will they be with us? Abebe had a good Idea about checking life support, I'm going to take a couple minutes and follow up on that."

Having finished on the radio, Navarre started looking at some numbers, running the math in his head to get a rough figure on how 'life support' would handle the extra load.

Life Support (eng.&Int.): 2d6 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (6, 5) + 1 + 1 = 13

"We aren't taking anyone to Terra guys, they just need a place to unwind a little and that's what we have. I wanted to make sure there wasn't anyone's dirty laundry in there, that is all."

There's a pause, but they can all tell the channel is still open ...

"For clarity; our "visitors" were stranded with us and I am being choosing on behalf of all of us to be polite. They are soldiers. They will do as their commander orders. They could all sit in the commons and be fine with that ... and the one guest we have will remain in the Med Bay for quite some time. Happy to instruct our visitors to wear vacc suits if you need it 2F, just let me know how your calculations turn out."

"Caleb out."

AYA says now ordered she can do that. And takes over the ship as auto pilot.

The officer walks over to Angie, he takes out a kind of small pen like device and ear bud, using them he scans her arm. It chimes, he keeps hold of it as he takes a seat. He then asks.

"Pilot Angie Mcleen, could you tell me in your own words what happoned"

Angie nods and starts to tell him what she told you.

@Navarre
1: The life support is under strain you thing there may be a chance it could fail as in CO2 scubbers failing in the next 1 to 2 days.
2:The pules transmitter has a power pack, its clever its a cleaver hack of the local comm relay system using the PING of linking as a means to give a ball park location of its linked twin. Like cell phones and towers. Seems its an off the black market shelf. Presumably the linked other part is on her ship. That would pick up the ping and send it back.
you can triangulate a area where her ship could be.

Boom leans up against the wall in the med bay and listens as Angie is questioned to see if he can learn anything else.

She tells him about the events and also asks about her pod, its then she tells him about the transponder.

He thanks her and then asks you.

"Could you take pod and this transponder please. Also I need a comms link to my ship"

In the dimly lit hold of the Aslan vessel, the officer cautiously approaches the life pod that has been discovered amidst towering stacks of cargo crates. His footsteps echo against the metal flooring as he draw nearer to this enigmatic object.

The officer's eyes narrow with curiosity and concern, His gaze fixated upon the life pod's exterior. It bears deep scars and marks, evidence of an arduous journey through the unforgiving vastness of space. Every scratch tells a story of survival and resilience against unknown perils.

As they reach out to touch the life pod's surface, their gloved hand hovers momentarily above it before making contact. A sense of trepidation tingles through their fingertips as they feel its cool metallic texture beneath them.

With utmost caution, they trace their fingers along its intricate design – identifying seams where various panels converge with precision engineering. The officer marvels at the craftsmanship required to withstand immense pressures and harsh cosmic radiation encountered during interstellar travel.

Peering through translucent windows on one side of the pod, seeing it now empty. A flicker of uncertainty dances across their face as questions arise. As sensors hum softly in response to proximity, emitting soft pulses that penetrate hidden recesses within the pod's interior - vital information begins streaming onto display screens embedded in forearm-mounted gauntlets worn by our intrepid officer.

His mind races with possibilities while processing data - monitoring oxygen levels, detecting any hazardous chemicals or biological contaminants that may pose risks to both crew members and ship integrity alike. Time seems suspended in this moment; suspended between apprehension and hope.

"The transponder?"

He asked.

Tabbing his radio, Navarre informs the others, "Cable, I've a concern about the CO2 scrubbers, I'll keep an eye on them." In the meantime he started using the black-market transponder to try and triangulate the area where Angie's ship was located at.

engineering (electronics)(education): 2d6 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (5, 5) + 1 + 2 = 13

Abebe decides to blame the old fabrics for the less than ideal results of his efforts in the main cabin. Not wanting to use a possibly overhearable voice interface, he activates a data screen and types, "Aya, the fabrics are a bit stiff, any solutions to make the bedding better?" Not hearing anything from elsewhere in the ship as the privacy lockdown takes effect he starts to wonder why the Star-Barker did not recover its crew given that it should be able to overtake any ordinary civilian ship. He types, "Aya can you track the ship that called itself 'Happy new sunrise' and the Star-Barker? How much acceleration are they doing? And does the vector seem to lead to anywhere obvious or to a suspected pirate point? Thank you."

Are you activating the black-market transponder with out the officer being there Navarre?

To be clear he has been told about it and he wants to see it.

Monger
AYA "I believe I can do something given time" she text back.
On your display you see the Star-Barker is catching up fast on the'Happy new sunrise', which is moving fast for a Far trader.

'They look to be running to a android made jump point'

remember house rule, a ship jumps from a Lagrange point of suitable size. Smaller the ship the more system Lagrange points you can use. Free and far traders can use ones made be just big bodies like two orbiting moons or large asteroids. The Blip in the fabric of space is the key

Realizing the transponder would only 'ping' on time, Navarre studied the device but didn't send it off. Tabbing his radio, he informs the others. "The transponder wasn't rigged the way I thought it would be. Once I activate it, they'll know we're looking for them. Seems like we should make sure we're ready for that to happen."

Boom stands up when the officer asks to see the pod. He takes him in there. When he asks about the transponder he says "I believe the engineer has it if it is not in the pod. He was looking into it. Hold on." When Two Fingers comes over the comms he nods. He says to the officer "Yes he does have it and once it is activated the pirates will know they are being looked for. I'll take you to engineering if you are done here or when you are ready."

At Aya's reply, Abebe is both surprised and disappointed that it's possible to do something but it will take time so not yet helpful. Interesting that Happy is fleeing the system against a faster ship, expected of a pirate ship but it wouldn't hurt to check if any communications were coming off either of them.

Abebe goes back to the flight control area closing the door behind him and hears Navarre's update. He then drops into the communication position and works to see if either the other two ships are sending com signals out that they can pickup, "Aya, help me scan for any com signals or jamming signals coming from either of those ships that left our area. I want to know what if anything is going on out there, most especially if a potentially hostile ship is being called in."

Comm(Skill,INT): 2d6 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (5, 3) + 1 + 2 = 11

@Monger
AYA scans with the scanners,
"Star-Barker is ordering the 'Happy new sunrise' to stop so it can be search. The 'Happy new sunrise' is not slowing, or responding."
They are shooting at each other, looks like with EMP missiles.

@Digger + Navarre

The officer comes in and stands in the eng room.

He greets Navarre and looks at his work.

"Im not an Engineer so your going to have to explain this to me, but, do you think we can find our stolen ship with this?"

Abebe gets Aya's report and looks at the battle. Both are using disabling shots, reasonable for both customs and pirates wanting to control ships. First Abebe tells Aya, "Aya, keep scanning the area but every so often check on the two combatants and update any change in status. Thanks." Abebe keys the com and reports to the crew, "Looks like Happy is running for a jump point, Barker is closing and they are tossing EMP missiles at each other. We'll see how that turns out. So what's happening with the rest of you?" Abebe settles into the pilot seat.

Turning as Boom enters with the officers, Navarre nods, "Greetings, I'm Navarre," He smiles slightly, "I have a little skill in engineering." He gestures towards the device, "It seems its a one hit thing, it hacks the local becon net, triangulating between them and PINGS the other reserver. You then get feed back that tells you an area where it is." He frowns slightly "Once you ping them they will know they have been pinged and will likely kill the receiver. So we will probably only get one shot at it."

Hearing Abebe's report, Navarre smiles, Cables assesment of the 'freighter' had been right. Looking towards the officer in charge he adds, "It sounds like your boys are in a fight with the 'freighter.'"

Turning as Boom enters with the officers, Navarre nods, "Greetings, I'm Navarre," He smiles slightly, "I have a little skill in engineering." He gestures towards the device, "It seems its a one hit thing, it hacks the local becon net, triangulating between them and PINGS the other reserver. You then get feed back that tells you an area where it is." He frowns slightly "Once you ping them they will know they have been pinged and will likely kill the receiver. So we will probably only get one shot at it."

Hearing Abebe's report, Navarre smiles, Cables assesment of the 'freighter' had been right. Looking towards the officer in charge he adds, "It sounds like your boys are in a fight with the 'freighter.'"

"Yeah, medicine is straight forward in a lot of ways. If it looks like a duck, and walks like a duck, it is still probably a tumor and you should take a biopsy." Cable smiles at his nonsense humor that reminds him of his mother

"They were acting like pirates, because, well, pirates do that. Kinda like tumors."

"Brilliant assessment by the way 2F, way to think outside the pack ... so clearly, your job here with your new found system-native assistants, is to create the piggy-back signal that you can send along WITH the ping-payload so that you can gather as much possible data as quickly as conceivable to get us ongoing tracking capability to find the ship that was previously thought to have been missing/hijacked which the leader here has now referred to as "ours" & "stolen"

AFTER the status update:

"Excellent work Mister Adebe, would you report to Engineering please? There is a a tricky project getting underway and I would like your input alongside Navarre's. You are relieved, Aya you have the conn until I report to the bridge; relative postion to continue at station keeping please."

"I need to check on my patient, and then I will head to the bridge. Please report status or call a meeting in the commons when ready."

The officer looks a little worried at the comment about EMP missiles.

"Can I have a long range comms link please."

He asks, when you supply one he goes into the master badroom and has a convention with his ship. He then comes back out.

"I would like you all here for this."

He waits until your all there and then says.

"The one shot tracking device gives us a chance. The ship out there we think was a clean up crew sent to remove evidence. Tracking where it came from helps us set a position of where our target may have run too with her stolen ship. I want to you take me to..."

He arm com lights up and sends out the location, close to a small mining astride patch.

"Should be about 4 hours from here at the speed you can move at. We tracked you so know this ship has legs. Other ships will be joining us. Once there I want to activate the devie. You will be offered hazard pay for this. Even if it dose not work. Cr20k per day, and you get access to the local navel ship yards for any damage you may take. We will cover costs. Will you agree to help us?"

The officer looks a little worried at the comment about EMP missiles.

"Can I have a long range comms link please."

He asks, when you supply one he goes into the master badroom and has a convention with his ship. He then comes back out.

"I would like you all here for this."

He waits until your all there and then says.

"The one shot tracking device gives us a chance. The ship out there we think was a clean up crew sent to remove evidence. Tracking where it came from helps us set a position of where our target may have run too with her stolen ship. I want to you take me to..."

He arm com lights up and sends out the location, close to a small mining astride patch.

"Should be about 4 hours from here at the speed you can move at. We tracked you so know this ship has legs. Other ships will be joining us. Once there I want to activate the devie. You will be offered hazard pay for this. Even if it dose not work. Cr20k per day, and you get access to the local navel ship yards for any damage you may take. We will cover costs. Will you agree to help us?"

"STF Crew, sound off. I have said this before: I am the Captain of Registry because all vessels need one; I am no one's commander. I would hear everyone's opinion on the offer, while also sharing that I think it is solid and I am inclined to accept. That said, we are also from a culture which values the art of haggling, so I must at least ask for more than is on the table, pun intended as a physician: you have offered to cover the "medical" expenses of the vessel, could you also agree to cover damages to her crew? I can patch up pretty much anyone, but I would like to ensure that any harm this crew comes to will be remedied as well. This mission goes way beyond rescue and salvage."

Listening carefully to the entire conversation, Navarre smiles, "I'm in, do you think they'll need me to use my shotgun?"

Boom laughs "If we need to use our personal weapons we are in a lot of trouble. But I'm in provided the crew's medical is covered too. Does this get us the 200k as well for information leading to the capture of the pirate?"

Boom laughs "If we need to use our personal weapons we are in a lot of trouble. But I'm in provided the crew's medical is covered too. Does this get us the 200k as well for information leading to the capture of the pirate?"

Cable smiles ...

"That is the bounty awarded after she is recaptured and I am not the one to ask about that. That would be someone form the the chef justice department. Systems security is offering you a job and I can only speek for them. I would think your not going to be needed to fight per say. This ship has now weapons that we could see, just some high spec scanners. My hope is they we get close ping that ship and the others ships will go in a sort things. So do you agree, time as they say is passing"

Abebe hears the captain's call, "Aya, please prepare to bring the ship's engines to standby when our esteemed engineer is available. Maintain position until I return to pilot." He saunters down to the engine room, asking "What's up, Cap?" He waves to the officer saying, "Hi, I'm Monger Abebe, ship's pilot. I'm sorry I didn't catch your name, Officer...?"

”commander York, my other crew left when my ship did, so its just me now.”

He tells monger to stay so ALL the crew are there when he makes his offer.
monger i did state he would wait until your all there, also they are not in eng but all in the main area, please check posts

He is a little supised to see Monger leave with out saying anything, not even wishing to check the location he had said they needed to head too.

Sorry, I thought we were in engineering too. Now that I've reread the post I see where we are outside of the 'master bedroom.

Laughing with Boom, Navarre winks, "A Varg can wish right?" Not surprised that Commander York with them wasn't able to speak for the 'Chief Justice Department' Navarre did like the idea of doing independent work for the Systems Security. Asking for clarification. "So four hours from here, will we be heading near the jump point and the battle."

”no we will be heading to the rock belt some 60,00km away its where rocks from the outer belt are sent to be mined. Lot of old mine sites. We think she went there.one we get close, we tiger the ping, and see what lights up. Three Other system boats are heading there now so they will deal with the apprehension ”

Boom nods to the others "Sounds good to me. What do you think?"

Realizing they wouldn't even have to jump, Navarre nodded. It did make sense, he'd assumed the pirate stole the ship and jumped away. But it they were still here they shouldn't be too hard to find. Turning to Boom, he smiled, "I think I should get to engineering and start getting things ready."

Turning to the lone officer he asked. "Is there anything else we need to know?" He paused, smiling wider, "Any chance we can get salvage rights for any scrap?"

"Salvage rites I dubt it, but you never know"

He then heads to the cockpit to sit at the comms station. Talking to the other ships, heading to the same place.

The officer gets pinned on his comms.
He then talks to you all v the PA system from the flight desk.

"Seems the other ship that layed clame was in fact sent to take out the subject of our hunt. They got her too late, she did not wait but sook the ship. The plan they said was to take capture her and get the pay out. So we know someone in her camp dose not want her back. Thats good for us. Also we have a very good idea now of where their base is. So change of plan, you want that Cr200,000 and hazaed pay. We get to the area and we set off the device, that should tell us which rock the base is on. Then we go in. There will be other ships close so we will not be alone. But more than anything we need to get there and take her alive. Do that and the full Cr2mil is yours."

The officer gets pinned on his comms.

He then talks to you all v the PA system from the flight desk.

"Seems the other ship that layed clame was in fact sent to take out the subject of our hunt. They got her too late, she did not wait but sook the ship. The plan they said was to take capture her and get the pay out. So we know someone in her camp dose not want her back. Thats good for us. Also we have a very good idea now of where their base is. So change of plan, you want that Cr200,000 and hazaed pay. We get to the area and we set off the device, that should tell us which rock the base is on. Then we go in. There will be other ships close so we will not be alone. But more than anything we need to get there and take her alive. Do that and the full Cr2mil is yours."

"On behalf of STF, her crew, and myself, we are in agreement. I would ask that you return to the commons though; while I do not want a blood-shake on this because I am disinclined to heal it, I think it would be best for this crew if we were to spit-shake on this deal. It is the way of our people and the sincerity of a bargain matters. We are a people of integrity."

Smiling at the officers answer, Navarre shrugs, "Can't blame a Varg for trying. I was just looking for a way to get my hands on some CO2 scrubbers."

As the others escort the officer to the flight deck, Navarre heads to engineering. Prepping things for leaving, he listens as the officer explains the situation. Talking as much to himself as he is to AYA, "Well girl, it looks like we're going to be underway soon. May as well start getting things fired up."

Panic, what engineering rolls do you need from Navarre

Could players roll
Nav roll DC9
Eng Roll DC8
If they have the skill

Monger Abebe sets the ship on a path to the rock cluster when you pick up a distress signal from a light systems shuttle. Scanner show its been shot up bad. Its ID lists it as one of the ships sent to the rocks to help you with the PING.

EDU+NAV: 2d6 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (6, 1) + 2 + 2 = 11

Eng roll DC 8 (Eng & Edu: 2d6 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (3, 1) + 1 + 2 = 7 Well that's not good.

The damaged shuttlecraft floated aimlessly in the vast expanse of space, its once sleek and polished exterior now marred by deep scratches and scorched patches. The hull had suffered punctures and dents, evidence of a fierce battle or catastrophic accident. Pieces of debris from the surrounding wreckage clung to its surface, spinning slowly in the weightless environment.

The shuttle's solar panels were tattered and torn, barely functioning to provide power to the remaining systems. Wires hung loosely from exposed circuits, their frayed ends catching glimmers of distant starlight.

Through shattered viewports, glimpses could be caught of the interior. The cabin was a scene of chaos; control panels were shattered or malfunctioning, displaying flickering lights and distorted screens. Loose equipment floated about as if caught in a perpetual ballet.

The once sturdy seats were torn and ripped open, their padding escaping into space like ethereal ghosts. Emergency oxygen masks dangled from broken compartments, their usefulness long gone.

Despite its state of disrepair, signs of life still lingered within the damaged craft. Flickering emergency lights cast an eerie glow on abandoned personal belongings that had been left behind in haste—torn photographs floating freely alongside discarded clothing articles.
As you look with the long range scanners you see A lone form in a Vacc suit there by the broken ships windows, it seems to be linked to a temp air tank and signalling with a light.

Outside the shuttlecraft's protective shell lay a trail of scattered debris—a testament to its harrowing journey through dangerous territory or an unfortunate encounter with cosmic forces beyond comprehension.

As it silently drifted through empty space—silent except for occasional creaks and groans—the damaged shuttlecraft appeared both fragile yet resilient; a symbol of determination against insurmountable odds.

The officer says,

"That was one of the ships we sent this way, we have to go any saviours"

Monger brings the ship in to doc with the broken shuttle.
Its a hard dock, and Navarre can't get the air lock to link. No matter how hard he tries to just will not work.

Boom will have to go out there with a portable air tank and get the survivor.

Boom goes and suits up smoothly. Smooth is fast. Fast is smooth. Once in the air lock he says "Cycling air lock and moving out." over the ship comms.

AYA,

"I have you tracked good luck Boom"