Derelict Spacecraft

[Avellan13]

(Closed for Sweet_Secrets)

Alone... but for how long... he didn`t know. Chadrezzan had been aboard the ship for an uncounted number of ages. Though he hadn`t been alone at first, he use to have a crew. When their ship had lost all power, from a large solar flare, and had been left to drift in an uncharted section of the universe, that was only the beginning of there problems.

Brushing aside the memory, Chadrezzan extended one of his tentacle-like arms and pressed a button on the control panel in front of him. Slowly, a holoscreen flickered into view with several symbols. The symbols were apart of his species alphabet, a combination of horizontal and vertical lines, circles, and dots. He was an Ozmorian, a multi-tentacled species with a round shaped body. (OOC: Looks almost exactly like a jellyfish.)

The holoscreen flickered as Chadrezzan pushed a few of the symbols. Even though the solar flare had destroyed most of the ships power, small amounts still remained, but not enough to start up the massive ship`s engines. When he pushed the last symbol, a smaller screen appeared before him. The screen showed an unknown spaceship approaching his ship.

 

[Sweet_Secrets]

Elisabeth pinched herself.

With all the reactions she could have done, the young brunette knew pinching herself was the most logical thing to do while staying true to her character.

The options she was tempted in doing -- Cursing, checking the readings again, cursing, fainting, cursing and did she cover cursing yet? -- were nice but the pinching had to be done. She had to make sure she hadn't hallucinated or she had gone and died during her lone space travels. And she wanted to confirm that she was still herself after all these months of drifting in space and not going crazy or if she was hallucinating from being alone after several months.

(Weeks? Years? No, it was months dammit. Why was she questioning herself now? She couldn't have doubt, not now. She had to prove herself to her commanders when she came back home with actual, new data of space.)

The astronaut stared, dumbfounded and awed, at the site of another spaceship. At least, it looked like it was a spaceship. It had the vauge shape of one, boosters and wings and what looked like cockpit windows on the front(?) of it but the material for it was... Odd. A dark, unidentifiable color, it had a metallic sheen that had lost most of its luster but now and dimmed, if not dead, lights ran through its surface.

Her readings had picked up something up a while ago, something that was a possible ship but she hadn't expected this to be the result. She was both impressed and depressed with her findings. It certainly didn't look like it had life in it. Did that mean the people in it were...? She shivered and had to tell herself to not give up hope now. She was running low on supplies faster than she thought she would lose and needed to resupply. This maybe her only chance. She didn't want to call her commanders for backup. She could but that would be at the cost of her pride and her family's reputation -- Two things she wasn't willing to give up.

So Elisabeth reached for her communicator, dialing and pressing a few buttons until she picked up a signal from the other ship. It took a few minutes, a few minutes faster than she had expected. The condition of the ship wasn't great. It wasn't in the shitters but not something she was expecting to still have signal. The signal was weak and was constantly plagued by feedback and snow, making her ears hurt as she spoke into her communicator and continued to fiddle with the controls to keep the communication up.

"Is someone there? Over." She stopped pressing the button and waited for a response. Nothing. Simply static. The woman tried again, hoping that they didn't get her message the first time. "This is the Columbia, a one person spaceship requesting to board the shop. Over. I repeat, this is the Columbia, a one person spaceship requesting to board the shop. Have few supplies and was hoping you could help out. Over."

 

[Avellan13]

Chadrezzan picked up a signal on his ship's communication array. The language was translated into his species language. He was surprised that the being in the ship were trying to make contact, but Chadrezzan was hesitant to respond. He didn't know what they were her for or why.

The airlocks were open already, had been for a long long time. Maybe the being on the ship would think that this place was deserted.

 

[Sweet_Secrets]

Irritated by the fact that there was no response to her words, even as she continued it for another few minutes, Elisabeth decided it was useless to keep wasting her breath like this and killed the communication board to preserve the energy. It was only then did she see the scans that were there for her on the main screen. Looking at it, she saw that the airlocks were wide open. That worried the woman -- Of course it would!, she told herself when she caught her stupidity. Who leaves airlocks open besides things that don't need air or people who are no longer there to close them after something had happened? -- but it wasn't like she had much of a choice.

It was either she took the chance and went in to look for more supplies, or she drifted away and hoped she'll find another spaceship which was highly unlikely. Sighing, she made another transmission to the ship's communications, letting whoever was possibly there that she was going inside to look for supplies, before pushing herself away to prepare for her journey.

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Getting in the seemingly empty spaceship wasn't so hard. As one of the top ten astronauts back home, piloting the Columbia was both a breeze and a comfort for her. It was going inside, decked in her full spacesuit just in case there was no oxygen or something was in possible oxygen, was the problem for her. Turning on her light that was mounted on her helmet, she focused her eyes after the bright, white light flooded her vision and illuminated the dark, metallic hallway.

The silence and lack of noise was what first struck her. Usually, there would be some indicator of life. Humming of engines, echoing bumps or footsteps, buzzing of conversation at a distance. Here -- There was absolutely no sound at all. It unnerved the woman but Elisabeth told herself to suck it up. Worse could be happening to her but nothing was. All she had to do was locate the storage, pick anything of value and leave. Since her suit gave her 48 hours of oxygen, she supposed that she could wander a bit to look for life forms or find out what happened here.

But, first things first: Finding supplies.

Taking a deep breath, Elisabeth walked down/semi-floated down the dark, silent hallway and headed into the unknown.

 

[Avellan13]

Chadrezzan watch, from one of the security cameras, as the.... whatever it was traveled down the hallway. He was nervous about this creature. It was completely unknown to him and could possess powerful technology, or be genetically strong or cunning. Either way, it could be a dangerous to him.

Chadrezzan's species weren't physically strong, they would intellectual beings who lived by the philosophies of peace and harmony.

As the creature headed down the hall he noticed that, once the creature reached the end of the hall, it would come to a door. The very same door that lead into the room that Chadrezzan was in.

A small bit of fear crept into him as he looked around the bridge for a place to hide. It was hopeless. His body was 5 ft tall and 3 ft wide, and his tentacles measured 9 ft in length, so there wasn't any place to hide. After a moments hesitation, he decided that he should confront the creature, and hopefully, it would be peaceful.

 

[Sweet_Secrets]

It felt like forever to the lone astronaut as she drifted down the seemingly endless corridor. The lack of sound and light and life in general only added to the surreal experience that she felt at the moment. Very Twilight Zone, the woman commented to herself as she stopped now and then to examine the hallway. It had no features besides the odd metallic sheen the ship seemed to favor and that was it. No drifting documents, keys, computers, uniform or the like. It was completely empty of human items.

At least there was no bodies. The idea made her shiver and hurry her floating.

Once during her journey down the hallway, she found a door but it was shut and the pad for it was A) mostly likely broken or out of battery and B) ... very odd.

On closer inspection of the keypad, she saw that they were actually scanners but not for hands. Instead of the normal handprint shape, it was... round. Just round. At first, she thought it meant a key or something but the grid it had and worness it held showed it had physical contact again and again. But what the hell was used to open it. She pressed her palm against it but it was too big. Deciding she'll investigate it later, she ventured on.

At the end of the hallway, the only thing Elisabeth found was a door.

Wait, the ominous signs doesn't end there.

It was there did her flashlight decided to die out on her, thanks to her neglect in charging the batteries to full before leaving the ship. The woman cursed and, just then, the doors slid open with a creaky hiss and sputter. It was almost enough to make the woman drop and leave but she reminded herself that she was on a mission and this was the only door that opened. Who knows what she'll find in here? Maybe supplies.

So the woman entered the dark room quickly as she can to get this over it. Then she proccedded to bump into... into...

Elisabeth looked up, her bright eyes wide in fright and horror and shock at what was before her. Her mouth opened a few times but she was incapable of speech at the moment.

There was a Goddamn jellyfish-alien in front of her. How the fuck do you expect her to react?

"JESUS!" With that cry, Elisabeth pushed herself away and groped for her space baton that she carried on the belt and pulled it out. She pointed her baton at it, pressing a button that made it glow a bright, blinding blue light to ward it off. "Get back, you freak!"

 

[Avellan13]

Chadrezzan moved back several steps, nervous and afraid at the creature's sudden hostility. Backing off several yards he crouched down, a show of peace and non-hostility among his species, and spoke to her (his voice sounding like a watery, gurgling noise)

He spoke a few words can waited for her to respond, but had a feeling that she wouldn't understand. If she didn't, he'd have to find another means of communication, hopefully his translator was still working.