The Intrepid: Episode 1 (Pilot) The Walls Have Eyes!

[The_Happiest_Husky]

"Hmmm... fog can be handled if done slowly, but then again it could be more than simple water vapor. It's hard to tell just from that description."

"Ah, there you are. Fog in the aft shipping and receiving, or the lack of atmosphere in one of the hazard labs? Which one of those do you think is the more pressing concern?"

Heep thinks for a moment.
"Depends. The fog is more pressing an issue if there's systems or materials that may be damaged by too much moisture. There might also be a correlation between the two problems if they're near enough to each other."

 

[Firuthi Dragovic]

Heep thinks for a moment.
"Depends. The fog is more pressing an issue if there's systems or materials that may be damaged by too much moisture. There might also be a correlation between the two problems if they're near enough to each other."

<<Well, we each have two different possibilities for why the fog could be a larger problem. I know where we're going, if only to see whose judgement is better.>>

"Honestly, I think it might be better for the two of us to address the fog issue."

 

[Silverthunder]

<the cat snaps back to attention at his companion's calling. He waves quickly to his new friends> Oh, gotta go, sorry. Nice meeting you, and see ya around!

<turning back to the duck, his eyes catch the schematics in his wings and light up with joy> Ah, NOW we're talkin'! Let's see here...I could portal my stuff there but you know XO-pissypants there would only throw a fit, so that's probably out. So yeah, let's see what this kiosk has to offer and we can take the long scenic route there I suppose. TYhis place is like a mini city after all, so maybe not a bad idea to skip the shortcuts for now and wander to explore it a bit and map it out in the noggin. Besides, I may need those maintenance passages to hide by the end of this. <chuckle>

After you? <the cat bows and motions down the hall indicated by your map>

The two proceeded to the kiosk and the duck pressed the map button which further dampened his mood. Hoping to find a way to his bedroom, the map displayed the ship on a city-size scale.

"Aw, crab cakes!"

Marius didn't notice the cat growing bored as he compared the kiosk with his tablet.

There was quite a bit of collective disappointment in the crowd as soon as Mambi turned to hurry after Marius, a few calling out that they could do magic too, or that others wanted to learn how he did it. Just as soon as Mambi left, a security officer moved in to break them up, chiding them for loitering on an active runway.

The kiosk was fortunately, placed right in the middle of the large walkway leading further into the ship, easy to see and find, presumably.

Though... it might not have helped them as much as they had hoped... it certainly displayed everything! Well- mostly, there were quite a few empty spots, with general designations, likely for security reasons given the sheer volume of research labs. Crew quarters were situated throughout the ship as well, but most seemed to be the city block like structures jutting up from the upper decks. There, there were exchanges and commissaries, as well as the more familiar civilian odds and ends, even a few unofficial restaurants and cafeterias.

Still... didn't do much to help them determine where to go...

On the bottom right of the display, was the green image of an ID card, just above a little insert on the kiosk. Perhaps, it was asking for the IDs issued to all crew prior to arrival, the very same that Mambi had forgone for the sake of impatience.

A crewmember minding their own business using the adjacent side of the kiosk inserted theirs, and their name popped up on the screen with several indicators showing some locations. Though, to what end, it wasn't clear.

 

[Silverthunder]

Heep thinks for a moment.
"Depends. The fog is more pressing an issue if there's systems or materials that may be damaged by too much moisture. There might also be a correlation between the two problems if they're near enough to each other."

<<Well, we each have two different possibilities for why the fog could be a larger problem. I know where we're going, if only to see whose judgement is better.>>

"Honestly, I think it might be better for the two of us to address the fog issue."

"Agreed," Spit replied in his grizzled voice. "I'll take care of the atmosphere problem in the labs."

He pulled two devices off a nearby table and handed them to the two. They were wrist data pads, fitting snuggly on the forearm.

"Here, these are your personal EVA bands. Think of it as your job phone, it's hooked up to the sections database so you'll be able to pull whatever you need from them." He explained, "Your uniforms'll be here when you get back, so try not to get yourself electrocuted or burned until then alright?"

"Ensign Rikiti is trying to handle things on his own down there in storage with the fog, the only Atmo tech available right now, so show him some kindness would yah?"

He pulled up another datapad off to the side and tapped the screen a few times. Heep and Dorien's pads dinged with an update, a little 'letter' popping up on the screen.

"There you go lads, call me up if there are any problems. And please don't steel Rikiti's tools by mistake, you'll get your own when we settle in." He assured them.

 

[Silverthunder]

“Yes sir I’ve been in 33 wars sir” *I said at attention*

"You must understand, your purpose here isn't war. It is protection. You are an arbiter and a mediator when needed, and a defender of peace and tranquility." The creature continued to hover there, moving a little closer to Universe.

"There are hundreds of decks, and thousands of crewmembers throughout the ship. You must treat all of them with respect, and expect nothing in return, such is the life of those who serve. But, take heed, do not interfere with others unless absolutely necessary, we are not a dictatorship. Do you understand?"

"Leader?" Trix said under her breath, she took a quick glance at the otter, then hardened in tone and posture. "FIRST off, I need to know everyone's name and specializations... if that exists here"

There was a pause as they looked to each other for a moment.

"Sound off marines. We have no need for shyness here..." Senemen stated bluntly.

The female snake creature spoke first. "Sgt. Seren, Medic."

"Vasiliev, Riot and crowd control." The bear chimed in with a thick accent.

Two tall gator like creatures with thick colorful mains running along their back and tail chimed in next, male and female. "Corporal Niaga, heavy weapons."

"Corporal Rosri," the other added.

"Sgt. Dagen," a rather buff catfish fellow stated, "Sapper."

"Sapper- err, Corporal Shore," a strange creature with the slimy head of an eel, wrapped up tight to hide the slime. "S- sapper!"

"Sgt. Zlander," boomed an massive and ripped saber tooth feline, "Survival expert."

"SSG Fife." A smooth skinned, eyeless consortium synth stated. "Bio warfare."

"SSG Crievia, engineering, in general that is." The mechanical 'open source' synth stated in a mechanical voice.

"Corporal Briar, marksmanship, not that the others aren't, I'm just really good with distance and wind..." The team's stag explained.

"SFC Fizzle ma'am. Drone and exotic warfare expert." A short slug rabbit creature covered head to toe in a bodysuit like the eel explained.

"Sgt. Sterling. Survival as well." A tall wolf like creature concluded.

 

[The_Happiest_Husky]

"Agreed," Spit replied in his grizzled voice. "I'll take care of the atmosphere problem in the labs."

He pulled two devices off a nearby table and handed them to the two. They were wrist data pads, fitting snuggly on the forearm.

"Here, these are your personal EVA bands. Think of it as your job phone, it's hooked up to the sections database so you'll be able to pull whatever you need from them." He explained, "Your uniforms'll be here when you get back, so try not to get yourself electrocuted or burned until then alright?"

"Ensign Rikiti is trying to handle things on his own down there in storage with the fog, the only Atmo tech available right now, so show him some kindness would yah?"

He pulled up another datapad off to the side and tapped the screen a few times. Heep and Dorien's pads dinged with an update, a little 'letter' popping up on the screen.

"There you go lads, call me up if there are any problems. And please don't steel Rikiti's tools by mistake, you'll get your own when we settle in." He assured them.

"Aye, sir."
Heep does his strange close-eyed bow again, then turns to Dorian. He straps on the datapad, and taps around to check its functions.

 

[Firuthi Dragovic]

"Agreed," Spit replied in his grizzled voice. "I'll take care of the atmosphere problem in the labs."

He pulled two devices off a nearby table and handed them to the two. They were wrist data pads, fitting snuggly on the forearm.

"Here, these are your personal EVA bands. Think of it as your job phone, it's hooked up to the sections database so you'll be able to pull whatever you need from them." He explained, "Your uniforms'll be here when you get back, so try not to get yourself electrocuted or burned until then alright?"

"Ensign Rikiti is trying to handle things on his own down there in storage with the fog, the only Atmo tech available right now, so show him some kindness would yah?"

He pulled up another datapad off to the side and tapped the screen a few times. Heep and Dorien's pads dinged with an update, a little 'letter' popping up on the screen.

"There you go lads, call me up if there are any problems. And please don't steel Rikiti's tools by mistake, you'll get your own when we settle in." He assured them.

<<I wonder if they got my specifications for the compact nano-tools. Ah well, no use fussing about it now.>>

Dorien put the datapad on his lower left arm, fitted it, and checked its functions. He was used to multi-function displays that interfaced with his rig - but he could check later for the existence of that function.

For now, the first thing he was looking for was two maps. One for this section, and one to direct him to the storage area that had the problem.

 

[Universe]

"You must understand, your purpose here isn't war. It is protection. You are an arbiter and a mediator when needed, and a defender of peace and tranquility." The creature continued to hover there, moving a little closer to Universe.

"There are hundreds of decks, and thousands of crewmembers throughout the ship. You must treat all of them with respect, and expect nothing in return, such is the life of those who serve. But, take heed, do not interfere with others unless absolutely necessary, we are not a dictatorship. Do you understand?"


There was a pause as they looked to each other for a moment.

"Sound off marines. We have no need for shyness here..." Senemen stated bluntly.

The female snake creature spoke first. "Sgt. Seren, Medic."

"Vasiliev, Riot and crowd control." The bear chimed in with a thick accent.

Two tall gator like creatures with thick colorful mains running along their back and tail chimed in next, male and female. "Corporal Niaga, heavy weapons."

"Corporal Rosri," the other added.

"Sgt. Dagen," a rather buff catfish fellow stated, "Sapper."

"Sapper- err, Corporal Shore," a strange creature with the slimy head of an eel, wrapped up tight to hide the slime. "S- sapper!"

"Sgt. Zlander," boomed an massive and ripped saber tooth feline, "Survival expert."

"SSG Fife." A smooth skinned, eyeless consortium synth stated. "Bio warfare."

"SSG Crievia, engineering, in general that is." The mechanical 'open source' synth stated in a mechanical voice.

"Corporal Briar, marksmanship, not that the others aren't, I'm just really good with distance and wind..." The team's stag explained.

"SFC Fizzle ma'am. Drone and exotic warfare expert." A short slug rabbit creature covered head to toe in a bodysuit like the eel explained.

"Sgt. Sterling. Survival as well." A tall wolf like creature concluded.

“I understand sir”

 

[TrixieFox]

"You must understand, your purpose here isn't war. It is protection. You are an arbiter and a mediator when needed, and a defender of peace and tranquility." The creature continued to hover there, moving a little closer to Universe.

"There are hundreds of decks, and thousands of crewmembers throughout the ship. You must treat all of them with respect, and expect nothing in return, such is the life of those who serve. But, take heed, do not interfere with others unless absolutely necessary, we are not a dictatorship. Do you understand?"


There was a pause as they looked to each other for a moment.

"Sound off marines. We have no need for shyness here..." Senemen stated bluntly.

The female snake creature spoke first. "Sgt. Seren, Medic."

"Vasiliev, Riot and crowd control." The bear chimed in with a thick accent.

Two tall gator like creatures with thick colorful mains running along their back and tail chimed in next, male and female. "Corporal Niaga, heavy weapons."

"Corporal Rosri," the other added.

"Sgt. Dagen," a rather buff catfish fellow stated, "Sapper."

"Sapper- err, Corporal Shore," a strange creature with the slimy head of an eel, wrapped up tight to hide the slime. "S- sapper!"

"Sgt. Zlander," boomed an massive and ripped saber tooth feline, "Survival expert."

"SSG Fife." A smooth skinned, eyeless consortium synth stated. "Bio warfare."

"SSG Crievia, engineering, in general that is." The mechanical 'open source' synth stated in a mechanical voice.

"Corporal Briar, marksmanship, not that the others aren't, I'm just really good with distance and wind..." The team's stag explained.

"SFC Fizzle ma'am. Drone and exotic warfare expert." A short slug rabbit creature covered head to toe in a bodysuit like the eel explained.

"Sgt. Sterling. Survival as well." A tall wolf like creature concluded.

(if there are other Sgt's in the Squad Trix would have to be at the highest rank to be the squad leader)
"Nice to meet all of you," Trix said "Briar you have my most pleasure in meeting you since in my old detail I was the unit Sniper"
*Trix smiled at her unit* "Now Im going to need four things from y'all... 1) What type of weapons are we working with, 2) We will keep this area SPOTLESS *Trix said pointing at food wrappers on the ground, 3) Call Me Trix not sgt or whatever else. 4) I haven't eaten in a few days so I need something to eat

 

[The_Happiest_Husky]

(if there are other Sgt's in the Squad Trix would have to be at the highest rank to be the squad leader)

(Lieutenant would be the appropriate rank, an officer rather than an NCO)

 

[Universe]

“I got to stop getting distracted”

 

[TrixieFox]

(Lieutenant would be the appropriate rank, an officer rather than an NCO)

(Commander might be better cuz there's a Corp)

 

[The_Happiest_Husky]

(Commander might be better cuz there's a Corp)

(Corporal is a lower rank than sergeant)

 

[TrixieFox]

(Corporal is a lower rank than sergeant)

(ah... *googles* right)

 

[Silverthunder]

"Aye, sir."
Heep does his strange close-eyed bow again, then turns to Dorian. He straps on the datapad, and taps around to check its functions.

<<I wonder if they got my specifications for the compact nano-tools. Ah well, no use fussing about it now.>>

Dorien put the datapad on his lower left arm, fitted it, and checked its functions. He was used to multi-function displays that interfaced with his rig - but he could check later for the existence of that function.

For now, the first thing he was looking for was two maps. One for this section, and one to direct him to the storage area that had the problem.

The datapads seemed fairly basic, at least compared to other products. Contained within them was a huge glossary and knowledge base of the parts used on the ship, and different manuals and diagnostic procedures. There was also a detailed Ship Positioning System that monitored their location on the ship, as well as a working layout of the vessel, and various 'layers' of its innards.

Almost nothing was hidden to the engineers, and nothing seemed incomplete at first glance. Still, it likely didn't replace the personal devices the two had brought completely, as it lacked some quality of life things. It was strictly a utility system for work. Fortunately, it DID have a wireless integration system for cybernetic and other personal devices.

It was also a simple coms device to boot!

"There." Spit concluded. "I marked the location on your map. Hopefully you can get a little bit of experience on this one, the climate and life support systems are... for obvious reasons... one of the most important systems of a ship. Best to have you lads learn a bit about our particular set up to make sure we can fill in when needed, maybe have you make a note of any strange fixes or problems you might encounter so the others know about it in the future."

 

[Silverthunder]

“I got to stop getting distracted”

"ha ha!" the creature attempted a laugh. "It is understandable! This is an important endeavor after all! Now, please, rest and enjoy the remainder of your evening. I'm sure you're travel here has been quite exhausting as it is for most. Take the time to settle in if you'd like. I'm sure Black Fang will be happy to point you towards your quarters."

(if there are other Sgt's in the Squad Trix would have to be at the highest rank to be the squad leader)
"Nice to meet all of you," Trix said "Briar you have my most pleasure in meeting you since in my old detail I was the unit Sniper"
*Trix smiled at her unit* "Now Im going to need four things from y'all... 1) What type of weapons are we working with, 2) We will keep this area SPOTLESS *Trix said pointing at food wrappers on the ground, 3) Call Me Trix not sgt or whatever else. 4) I haven't eaten in a few days so I need something to eat

(Sorry, I've been playing fast and loose with the ranks here, she'll still be considered the team's 'commander', but we'll give her Lieutenant rank to avoid confusion.)

"Likewise," Briar bowed his head with a smile. "I look forward to some tactical competition."

Eldeer always seemed to have that smug look on their faces, it wasn't intentional, that was just the appeal.

The bear quickly snatched the candy wrapper and hid it behind his back as he stood at ease among the others, trying to look natural as she spoke.

Senemen chuckled. "Not to worry ma'am. Since we're all here, we don't have to sit around our hanger and wait around anymore. I can show you our headquarters first and take you to the armory, show everyone what they'll be working with, think you're gonna like my cage! Or, we can swing by the dining facility first. Should probably figure out where our uniforms are right now soon too..."

 

[Marius Merganser]

On the bottom right of the display, was the green image of an ID card, just above a little insert on the kiosk. Perhaps, it was asking for the IDs issued to all crew prior to arrival, the very same that Mambi had forgone for the sake of impatience.

A crewmember minding their own business using the adjacent side of the kiosk inserted theirs, and their name popped up on the screen with several indicators showing some locations. Though, to what end, it wasn't clear.

Marius watched the bystander with curiosity and them rummaged through his bag again, taking out his own ID card. He inserted it into the kiosk's slot and the image of the ID card flashed red. He flipped the card over and tried again. Accepting the card in the proper orientation, the kiosk displayed his name and rank on the screen.

"What's the story, Mother?" he sarcastically asked the kiosk as it began to display more information.

 

[The_Happiest_Husky]

The datapads seemed fairly basic, at least compared to other products. Contained within them was a huge glossary and knowledge base of the parts used on the ship, and different manuals and diagnostic procedures. There was also a detailed Ship Positioning System that monitored their location on the ship, as well as a working layout of the vessel, and various 'layers' of its innards.

Almost nothing was hidden to the engineers, and nothing seemed incomplete at first glance. Still, it likely didn't replace the personal devices the two had brought completely, as it lacked some quality of life things. It was strictly a utility system for work. Fortunately, it DID have a wireless integration system for cybernetic and other personal devices.

It was also a simple coms device to boot!

"There." Spit concluded. "I marked the location on your map. Hopefully you can get a little bit of experience on this one, the climate and life support systems are... for obvious reasons... one of the most important systems of a ship. Best to have you lads learn a bit about our particular set up to make sure we can fill in when needed, maybe have you make a note of any strange fixes or problems you might encounter so the others know about it in the future."

"Will do, sir."
Heep nods to Dorien.
"I suggest we take a look at the fog for ourselves, then check the local climate control systems."

 

[Universe]

"ha ha!" the creature attempted a laugh. "It is understandable! This is an important endeavor after all! Now, please, rest and enjoy the remainder of your evening. I'm sure you're travel here has been quite exhausting as it is for most. Take the time to settle in if you'd like. I'm sure Black Fang will be happy to point you towards your quarters."


(Sorry, I've been playing fast and loose with the ranks here, she'll still be considered the team's 'commander', but we'll give her Lieutenant rank to avoid confusion.)

"Likewise," Briar bowed his head with a smile. "I look forward to some tactical competition."

Eldeer always seemed to have that smug look on their faces, it wasn't intentional, that was just the appeal.

The bear quickly snatched the candy wrapper and hid it behind his back as he stood at ease among the others, trying to look natural as she spoke.

Senemen chuckled. "Not to worry ma'am. Since we're all here, we don't have to sit around our hanger and wait around anymore. I can show you our headquarters first and take you to the armory, show everyone what they'll be working with, think you're gonna like my cage! Or, we can swing by the dining facility first. Should probably figure out where our uniforms are right now soon too..."

“Thank you sir”

 

[Firuthi Dragovic]

The datapads seemed fairly basic, at least compared to other products. Contained within them was a huge glossary and knowledge base of the parts used on the ship, and different manuals and diagnostic procedures. There was also a detailed Ship Positioning System that monitored their location on the ship, as well as a working layout of the vessel, and various 'layers' of its innards.

Almost nothing was hidden to the engineers, and nothing seemed incomplete at first glance. Still, it likely didn't replace the personal devices the two had brought completely, as it lacked some quality of life things. It was strictly a utility system for work. Fortunately, it DID have a wireless integration system for cybernetic and other personal devices.

It was also a simple coms device to boot!

"There." Spit concluded. "I marked the location on your map. Hopefully you can get a little bit of experience on this one, the climate and life support systems are... for obvious reasons... one of the most important systems of a ship. Best to have you lads learn a bit about our particular set up to make sure we can fill in when needed, maybe have you make a note of any strange fixes or problems you might encounter so the others know about it in the future."

"Will do, sir."
Heep nods to Dorien.
"I suggest we take a look at the fog for ourselves, then check the local climate control systems."

"I must concur. I had my questions about whether that fog was actually, y'know, fog. Only way we'll know is if we go right there."

Dorian followed the map marker that had been laid out. He'd work on wireless integration later.

 

[The_Happiest_Husky]

"I must concur. I had my questions about whether that fog was actually, y'know, fog. Only way we'll know is if we go right there."

Dorian followed the map marker that had been laid out. He'd work on wireless integration later.

Heep follows behind him, looking around and sniffing the air.
"What's your... species called?"

 

[Firuthi Dragovic]

Heep follows behind him, looking around and sniffing the air.
"What's your... species called?"

"The Rukbatians."

Dorian took a deep breath. He'd practically recited the next two lines plenty of times before.

"Four-armed waterfowl, that's most of what you need to know about the species. The ducks are kind of placid, the swans are extremely temperamental, geese like myself are in-between."

 

[The_Happiest_Husky]

"The Rukbatians."

Dorian took a deep breath. He'd practically recited the next two lines plenty of times before.

"Four-armed waterfowl, that's most of what you need to know about the species. The ducks are kind of placid, the swans are extremely temperamental, geese like myself are in-between."

"You like swimming?"
Heep tugs on the sleeves of his jumpsuit.

 

[Firuthi Dragovic]

"You like swimming?"
Heep tugs on the sleeves of his jumpsuit.

"Very much so. To the point where I take efforts to protect my waterproof feathers that most of my kind don't."

 

[The_Happiest_Husky]

"Very much so. To the point where I take efforts to protect my waterproof feathers that most of my kind don't."

Heep nods.
"I like swimming too. I have to reapply my soulmarks afterwards, though."
He gestures to the cyan markings on his face. He seems nervous, his small talk unpracticed.