EJDeBrun
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I'm throwing my hat back into the game! Really looking to see how people react to the character introductions because I really cannot, for the sake of the entire story, cut anyone out, but I did try to make them... more memorable and distinguishable and would like to see if that helps. (what a runon sentence that was.)
So please chime in! Thanks in advance!
Dr. Park: I completely understand your concerns, Director, members of the EPA, and am more than happy to address any and all your questions.
- Argo I Mission Review, 5th Exploration Program Administration Council, IIEF Odyssey. 5 (2285 C.E.) (Testimony of Dr. Alexander Min-jong Park).
Alec’s neck was stiff from the hours of sitting with his back hunched and his eyes staring at the real-time footage streaming from the Argo’s outboard cameras. Trained downward, they showed four different views of Kepler 48.3’s endless ocean and Alec had to constantly flit from one feed to the next in order to spot the creatures swimming below.
The effort was worth it. He had twenty-four individual sightings, including three more unidentified species, and he was sure he would find more once he reviewed the recordings.
A sudden white splash caught his attention and Alec quickly honed in on the scene. Flashes of silver were thrashing to the surface, chased by several large shadows. This was why the IIEF Odyssey left Earth’s orbit, he thought as he watched the larger creatures used their long limbs to snap up the smaller. Not just to survey habitable planets but also to discover what other life existed among the cosmos.
A saga later and the feast was over, leaving nothing but a swirl of water as the predators disappeared back into the depths. Enervated by their departure, Alec slumped back into his chair and felt a sharp pinch between his shoulder blades. Days were long on Kepler 48.3 and the twenty-hour work shifts were slowly taking their toll. Reaching up to stretch, Alec gazed past the rest of the crew busy with their own tasks and stared idly out the bridge windows. What had been blue sky was now a mix of red and gold that highlighted the planet’s stark white ring rising out from purple clouds below.
“Okay, crew, it’s getting late,” Hiroshi, the mission’s commander, announced from the pilot seat. “Time to pack up.”
Behind him several of the crew’s heads popped up from their cramped workstations. Packed so close together, they looked like parts of the surrounding machinery.
“Oh, thank God,” Gus yawned with his mouth wide open. “I’m hungry.”
Alec grinned at the surgeon’s regular complaint. “Ate all your rations already?”
“What?” asked Gus. “Intense concentration leads to an increased metabolic need for calorie intake.” He paused and looked at the empty food pouches strewn around his desk. “And yes. Yes I did.”
Alec snorted and tilted his head towards galley past the bridge door. “Then why don’t you go catch something.”
Gus wrinkled his nose in distaste. “No way,” he said. “Can’t stand fish.”
“They’re not fish,” Alec corrected automatically.
“Dude, they’re from an ocean planet,” Gus said with a heavy emphasis on the last two words. “They look like fish, swim like fish. They’re fish.”
Alec rolled his eyes. “Gus, we are 490 lightyears away from Earth,” he said. “They are not fish.”
“They’re close enough for me.”
“Will you two stop?” Sam asked in an exacerbated voice. “Some of us are still finishing work.”
“Here,” another of the crew, Don, said from across the aisle. He threw a silver pouch to Gus. It bounced off the surgeon’s chest into his lap. “Eat this.”
“Oo, nuts!” Gus said brightly and ripped the package open. “Thanks Don.”
“It wasn’t for you,” the engineer replied.
Sam shot him a grateful look. “Thanks, Don.”
“You’re welcome,” he nodded before turning back to his monitor.
“Seriously you two,” Gus said around a mouthful of almonds. “Aren’t you tired?”
“No,” Don said without moving. “I'm fine, especially since I stole your coffee ration this morning.”
“It was you!” Pieces of almonds sputtered out of Gus’s mouth. “I was wondering who took that!”
Don jutted his chin towards the packet in Gus’s hand. “I just paid you back,” he said. “Besides I needed the caffeine so I can focus on keeping the Argo running, or do you want it to break down on our way home?”
“Fine.” Gus popped another nut into his mouth. “but you owe me a cup of joe when we get to camp.” He spun his seat to face the frazzled Sam. “What about you, Sam? What’s keeping you at it?”
“Leave me alone,” she said while rubbing her tired eyes with the back of her hands. “I’m trying to finish analyzing all these bloody aerial readings.”
Her frustration surprised Alec. “I thought the AI took care of that.”
Sam sighed. “Yeah, but the measurements are coming back erratic so someone has to check them over manually.”
“Oh.” Alec leaned over to read the stream of numbers blinking across her screen. “Anything I can do to help?”
Sam sighed. “No.” She gave him a small smile. “But thanks for the offer, it’s just taking longer than I expected because of the weather variables.”
“Well, you know what they say,” Gus paused for dramatic effect. “That’s how the wind blows!”
Everyone but Martha groaned.
“Seriously, Martha?” Alec asked the snickering chemist. “You thought that was funny?”
“What?” she asked. “I like puns.”
“Okay, okay, everyone, settle down,” Hiroshi called over the noise. “And get started on shut down procedures before Gus says something else-”
“Hey!” exclaimed Gus. “I resent that.”
Hiroshi ignored the interruption. “To derail us,” he finished.
“Yes, Commander,” Alec joined the chuckling chorus before turning back to his screen. His eyes were immediately arrested by a line of sharp shapes cutting across his screen. Skin tingling, he widened the camera’s focus and jerked his head back as another black band came into view.
“Commander,” he called. “We’ve got indigenous watercraft sailing in a V-pattern below us.”
So please chime in! Thanks in advance!
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Director Lee: Dr. Park, I would like to start off by thanking you for agreeing to this review so soon after your return from Kepler 48.3. As I’m sure you are aware, the Council and I feel we need to clarify several critical details surrounding the Argo I mission as quickly as possible, both for the scientific community on this colony as well as for those waiting on Earth.
Dr. Park: I completely understand your concerns, Director, members of the EPA, and am more than happy to address any and all your questions.
- Argo I Mission Review, 5th Exploration Program Administration Council, IIEF Odyssey. 5 (2285 C.E.) (Testimony of Dr. Alexander Min-jong Park).
Alec’s neck was stiff from the hours of sitting with his back hunched and his eyes staring at the real-time footage streaming from the Argo’s outboard cameras. Trained downward, they showed four different views of Kepler 48.3’s endless ocean and Alec had to constantly flit from one feed to the next in order to spot the creatures swimming below.
The effort was worth it. He had twenty-four individual sightings, including three more unidentified species, and he was sure he would find more once he reviewed the recordings.
A sudden white splash caught his attention and Alec quickly honed in on the scene. Flashes of silver were thrashing to the surface, chased by several large shadows. This was why the IIEF Odyssey left Earth’s orbit, he thought as he watched the larger creatures used their long limbs to snap up the smaller. Not just to survey habitable planets but also to discover what other life existed among the cosmos.
A saga later and the feast was over, leaving nothing but a swirl of water as the predators disappeared back into the depths. Enervated by their departure, Alec slumped back into his chair and felt a sharp pinch between his shoulder blades. Days were long on Kepler 48.3 and the twenty-hour work shifts were slowly taking their toll. Reaching up to stretch, Alec gazed past the rest of the crew busy with their own tasks and stared idly out the bridge windows. What had been blue sky was now a mix of red and gold that highlighted the planet’s stark white ring rising out from purple clouds below.
“Okay, crew, it’s getting late,” Hiroshi, the mission’s commander, announced from the pilot seat. “Time to pack up.”
Behind him several of the crew’s heads popped up from their cramped workstations. Packed so close together, they looked like parts of the surrounding machinery.
“Oh, thank God,” Gus yawned with his mouth wide open. “I’m hungry.”
Alec grinned at the surgeon’s regular complaint. “Ate all your rations already?”
“What?” asked Gus. “Intense concentration leads to an increased metabolic need for calorie intake.” He paused and looked at the empty food pouches strewn around his desk. “And yes. Yes I did.”
Alec snorted and tilted his head towards galley past the bridge door. “Then why don’t you go catch something.”
Gus wrinkled his nose in distaste. “No way,” he said. “Can’t stand fish.”
“They’re not fish,” Alec corrected automatically.
“Dude, they’re from an ocean planet,” Gus said with a heavy emphasis on the last two words. “They look like fish, swim like fish. They’re fish.”
Alec rolled his eyes. “Gus, we are 490 lightyears away from Earth,” he said. “They are not fish.”
“They’re close enough for me.”
“Will you two stop?” Sam asked in an exacerbated voice. “Some of us are still finishing work.”
“Here,” another of the crew, Don, said from across the aisle. He threw a silver pouch to Gus. It bounced off the surgeon’s chest into his lap. “Eat this.”
“Oo, nuts!” Gus said brightly and ripped the package open. “Thanks Don.”
“It wasn’t for you,” the engineer replied.
Sam shot him a grateful look. “Thanks, Don.”
“You’re welcome,” he nodded before turning back to his monitor.
“Seriously you two,” Gus said around a mouthful of almonds. “Aren’t you tired?”
“No,” Don said without moving. “I'm fine, especially since I stole your coffee ration this morning.”
“It was you!” Pieces of almonds sputtered out of Gus’s mouth. “I was wondering who took that!”
Don jutted his chin towards the packet in Gus’s hand. “I just paid you back,” he said. “Besides I needed the caffeine so I can focus on keeping the Argo running, or do you want it to break down on our way home?”
“Fine.” Gus popped another nut into his mouth. “but you owe me a cup of joe when we get to camp.” He spun his seat to face the frazzled Sam. “What about you, Sam? What’s keeping you at it?”
“Leave me alone,” she said while rubbing her tired eyes with the back of her hands. “I’m trying to finish analyzing all these bloody aerial readings.”
Her frustration surprised Alec. “I thought the AI took care of that.”
Sam sighed. “Yeah, but the measurements are coming back erratic so someone has to check them over manually.”
“Oh.” Alec leaned over to read the stream of numbers blinking across her screen. “Anything I can do to help?”
Sam sighed. “No.” She gave him a small smile. “But thanks for the offer, it’s just taking longer than I expected because of the weather variables.”
“Well, you know what they say,” Gus paused for dramatic effect. “That’s how the wind blows!”
Everyone but Martha groaned.
“Seriously, Martha?” Alec asked the snickering chemist. “You thought that was funny?”
“What?” she asked. “I like puns.”
“Okay, okay, everyone, settle down,” Hiroshi called over the noise. “And get started on shut down procedures before Gus says something else-”
“Hey!” exclaimed Gus. “I resent that.”
Hiroshi ignored the interruption. “To derail us,” he finished.
“Yes, Commander,” Alec joined the chuckling chorus before turning back to his screen. His eyes were immediately arrested by a line of sharp shapes cutting across his screen. Skin tingling, he widened the camera’s focus and jerked his head back as another black band came into view.
“Commander,” he called. “We’ve got indigenous watercraft sailing in a V-pattern below us.”