M.I.C.A.

[DigitalEcho]

(Private roleplay, already including BIos_Reaper and Reaper of the Righteous)

Forelog-78223
Southwestern Mica System, Outer Colonies

'It is now 0:22:043 and at this moment in time, so to speak, Wulfur and I are awaiting the arrival of two distant but so far trustworthy beings, who (from my brief meeting with them) both seem to harbour incredibly sentient intelligence, capability and effeciency. It is all but too obvious that Wulfur is unhappy at meeting them.'

'He may not trust outsiders but I do to an extent, unfortunately this may be a downfall in the future, yet so far it appears to be a strength.'

'I wonder what these two will be like? What will they look like? What are they capable off? Questions that for now will have to remain unaswered till their arrival, it is a good thing that patience is a virtue with Companion Grade A.I.'

'The time of their arrival is near, I am preparing some final arrangements for them. Should they enter this area of space I should deem it necessary for us to come to them as partols of forces, both enemy and friendly alike, are common amidst these stars.'

Log-Ends 78224

[Nelle Kozera]

Nel’va Gateway, Aldine Galaxy 4786

MCS Dreamwalker

Isis sat in the Pilot’s seat of the Dreamwalker; she was also the captain of her small crew though there was no one on the bridge at the moment side from her and the ever present Pandora. She had received a data burst a few days ago, and once the information was decoded she realized that that only a few Infinity gates would be able to reach that area from her current position. Though any gates could get there though only a few had the power needed to leave the supercluster. Isis and her crew had stocked the ship with supplies for the trip though they did not know how long they would be there they brought nearly two years worth of supplies for the small crew of twenty and a Pandora level AI housed in a Monolith temporal computing core to pick up much of the slack caused by the reduced crew.

“Alright people…” A feminine voice said over the ships intercom system, “We are heading to the Mica systems and there outer colonies even that is a stretch for this gate though it is still in the realm of possibility. I’m not sure what to expect from these people so be on alert…” The message ended leaving some of the crew confused though most where excited.

“Amaterasu…” Isis spoke which caused an anthropomorphic shark to appear on the bridge of the Dreamwalker, “Yes Isis?” She said looking at the Ivory white dragoness that was sitting in the pilot’s seat. “Open the gate…” The shark nodded before disappearing. Though the thick Star-Diamond window she could see the gate beginning to open. The gate was massive, the size of a white dwarf star, the gate itself opened a large wormhole for the Dreamwalker to pass through though it required an endpoint and then would connect to the nearest gate from there. Though for this location the nearest gate was still one hundred seventy thousand light years form there intended target between two galaxies. It was still going to take them a few hours to reach their location once they exited the gate system. The entire ship was bathed in purple light as the intense energies formed the wormhole to connect to the existing gate on the other side of the visible universe barrier. The distance was never covered by any member of her spices or even any member of the existing empires. She and her crew would be the first.

The Chrome plated ship seemed to turn purple with the reflection of the visible light before the Ship proceeded through the gate.

MICA Gate

A blue wormhole opened in the starless void between two unnamed galaxies, aside from the gate there was currently nothing, until now. The now blue hull of the Dreamwalker existed the blue wormhole with no visible damage though Amaterasu was not very pleased. “You do realize we could have lost one of our sublight drives with that jump...” She said with crossed arms, “But we didn’t…” Isis smiled, which caused the Pandora level to shake her head before disappearing. “Plotting course, leaving the MICA gate…” From the exterior of the ship one would see the Dreamwalker’s Hyperdrive engage. It appeared that the three and half kilometer vessel has opened a white wound in the fabric of space before entering the wound itself. From the bridge it seemed as if white cascades of energy where following through a sea of blue energy. The Dreamwalker had entered hyperspace or the Dream plane to the romantic. It was the perfect place for such and aptly named vessel. It would take the Dreamwalker just under five hours to reach their destination.

Open space


The Dreamwalker dropped from a white hyperspace window into open space. “Scanning…” Came the voice of Amaterasu over the bridge. She was unsure if tachyon based systems would be detected but it was something that she had to use in order to see. “It appears that we got here first…that or they are hiding…” Isis said and for the moment the AI nodded….

[DigitalEcho]

!WARNING! BIOTIC SIGNATURES DETECTED !WARNING!

SCANNING...SCANNING...SCANNING...

NON-DAYATEN BIOTIC SIGNATURES DETECTED...ANALYSING...

!ALERT! !FOREIGN BIOTIC FORMS DETECTED! !ALERT!

INITIATING PRIMARY DEFENSIVE SHIELDS


'It appears our guests have finally arrived' K.I.L.O. chuckled to herself. Gently her turqouse digital paws moved about her data-complexes, dissarming the already active defensive systems in preparation for their new arrivals.

'What are you doing?' Came a grim, gritty voice.

'Just preparing for our meeting' K.I.L.O. replied quietly.

'We don't know who these...beings are, they could kill us at the first attempt' the voice snarled.

'No one has breached your armour, Wulfur, I don't imagine that they have the intentiont to either.'

The voice growled angrily, upset by it's A.I.'s odd and almost dangerous actions.

'Alright' K.I.L.O. said again, 'I'm establishing a communications line, if it works we should be able to contact them and I'll be able to gain their precise co-ordiantes.'

'What about friendly patrols?' The voice growled.

'I've shut off our communications loops for the time being, if anyone finds out about them then well...it doesn't bear thinking about, Ah! good! The communications nodes are operational.'

The sentience began to move, gracefully she perched herself atop the massive armoured pauldron of the Armos Colossa, she crossed her legs and gave her biological companion a quick wink.

'Would you like the pleasure of speaking to them first?' she chuckled.

Evidently dissatisfied by his A.I.'s actions, Wulfur turned his head away and snorted angrily into his face plate.

'I thought not' K.I.L.O. chuckled again. She paused then lifted her head high into the air.

'If you can hear me then I'll know that your the ones who have set off my biotic signature sensors, may I hear you speak?'

[Nelle Kozera]

"Anything?" Isis asked, "Nope I have....wait..." She said, she seemed to looking at something, "Right we got a message..." Isis made a motion with her paws to have the message played. 'If you can hear me then I'll know that your the ones who have set off my biotic signature sensors, may I hear you speak?' Isis sat for a moment, listening to the voice, "Amaterasu open a line on the channel, and prepare to upload to an avatar..." The Pandora nodded before disappearing, a blue light appeared notifying that the channel was open. "Ah yes, this is KILO I presume, unless I have stepped in something that is unpleasant." Isis said over the channel. This was something that she had gone through before, but never at this distance from her space. This was going to prove interesting, "A word of warning, our shielding systems are online, though not our weapons standard precaution I hope you can understand it is a risk for us to be out this far..."

[BIos_Reaper]

"Inertial suppressors online...

Multi-kinetic structural integrity field online... Kinetic Displacement Drive online...

Primary systems operating at 100%...
Secondary systems operating at 100%...
Auxiliary systems running at 100%...
Tertiary systems at 100%...

Synthetic-network INtelligence upload complete...
Ishisuna-grade Quasi Artificial Intelligence life-form uploading complete...

Main NT Particle Drive Cores online...

Wormhole Generation Drive operating at 100%...

Initiating Trans-galactic super-cluster displacement... Standby... "

To the outside world, the large deep-space strategic exploration cruiser ARSV Hipaforalkus underwent a slight transformation. Segments sliding inwards, the exterior cargo-bay sliding into the hull with an additional layer of armor sliding over.

The majestic, elongated vessels engines powered up, producing five greenish-white-blue halos of light of diminishing size from largest surrounding the aft of the ship to the smallest at the very tip of the engines. Four purple-tinted lasers shot out from it's forward section, penetrating reality the graviton lenses condensed, forming a soft distortion in space, a stable wormhole.

The ships engines fired, shooting the ship off like a bullet straight into the wormhole where it traveled what must have been billions of light-years in less than seconds, emerging on the other end unharmed and unscathed by the massive leap. To the vessels on the other end a soft distortion, a ripple, a gently gap in space similar to a tear made up of gas appeared, the large cruiser-class emerging from it, decelerating into normal-space from fold-space, materializing fully.

Shortly after wards 5 strange spheres unveiled themselves. Under the nose of the front of the ship, and along strategic areas of the ship that would be difficult to hit. Emitting a fold-space pulse they were FactSpheres, scanners designed to detect the presence of vessels by gathering data on composite particles and dragging the data back, scanning for existences, finding two they retreated back into the armored hull.

The hip lit up, a long, robotic appearing white, black, industrial orange tinted vessel with green, red and purple LEDs lighting up all over it. A passive scan would reveal no life-support and no internal gravity, hell there was little room at all inside the ship, it was practically solid in design.

It resembled an enormous spear-like entity but with delta-like wings adorning it's aft section and multiple massive engine cores. No weapons were noticeable along it's length, possible they were folded into the hull so as to avoid suspicion.

The ship remained motionless, passively observing, uncertain of the presence of the other. It was almost robotic, observing and not uttering a word. It would remain so, until contact was established.

"Wonder how long they will wait before contacting me?" Ishisuna pondered, passively observing the two entities from a distance with his exterior extended long-range distance holographic optical sensors, gaining a full three-dimensional image of the two vessels. One was of similar size to his own, and noticeable of alien design, it matched information relayed by Quantic-001 on GSA-grade standard vessel design but it appeared lightly different.

Monitoring in silence, he waited.

[DigitalEcho]

K.I.L.O. smiled quietly, she had made contact.

'I understand, this area of Mica is still being contested by the current conflict, I must advise your to proceed at a slow speed to avoid detection by friendly vessels. Once I have completed...Hang on...I've detected something else...Hold one, I will resume contact shortly.'

K.I.L.O. pressed her head with her paws, a second presence had enetered her biotic sensors.

'What is it?' Wulfur growled, seeing his A.I.'s odd look.

'Something...someone else is here...I can't quite make out who it is yet, hang on...'

Delving deep into her digital sub-conscious K.I.L.O. searched and analysed the mysterious signals she was detecting. They seemed oddly familiar...

'BIos_Reaper' She finally said, 'Is that you?'

[BIos_Reaper]

(OOC: Please note that BIos_Reaper is not my characters name, it is merely my display name but for canon sakes, I will use a modified version.)

A pulse signal. A strong one, resonated across the distance between the two vessels in response to K.I.L.O's question. Like a wire-less communication, but infinitely more complex, an answer was relayed to her in a soft, partially electronic male voice.

"The name BIos_Reaper is a code-name acronym referring to Bios operational software systems redundancy interface hacker. My classification is a Savant type: 1/Mk-VI, my chosen name is Setsuna, Set if you prefer."

[Nelle Kozera]

"Right..." She said getting up switching to her sub vocal implants. They would allow her to communication via her thought through the communication array of the vessel. It would also allow her to move around the bridge which was her intention. As she got up, an anthropomorphic shark had entered the bridge, it was same Shark that had been avatar of the AI, in fact it was the AI's physical avatar. "So they put us on hold?" The AI asked, and Isis nodded she was moving around to the other stations on the bridge. "Bring our Ouroboros mapping systems online, might as well get started." The AI nodded, few in a few seconds new displays appeared on the bridge. From the exterior of the ship several probes existed missile tubes on the Dreamwalker. Each one with a set of wings that had powerful and extremely sensitive passive scanners. On the bridge a image started to build, it was the surrounding area out to two hundred light years though they hadn't switched to active mode yet which would give them a more accurate map and a much higher resolution. "This Isis here, may we have permission to bring our stellar mapping systems to full power, for the moment they in a standard passive scanning mode we would like to get a much higher resolution map of the surrounding area."

[DigitalEcho]

(Kk, Sorry, Setsuna sounds cool )

CONTACT ESTABLISHED...STANDBY...

ENABLING DUAL COMMUNICATIONS SERVER...ACTIVE!

'I have enlisted a dual comms chatter line so that I may stay in contact with you both, I apologise for the unsound communications before.'

K.I.L.O. paws were still glued to her forehead, wisps of tactical data flowing from her head to her finger tips.

'Permission granted, Isis, but I'd advise you not to directly scan the surface of local planety terrain, there is a danger that regional Monarchy forces may detect your presence here.'

'Ah, Setsuna it is then, please forgive my misconception. I have hidden your enterance signature to the Mica system from friendly sight, apart from you, me and Isis no one else knows of your inbound status. I must enquire, are you carrying any live ordnance?'

[Nelle Kozera]

"Confirmed, engaging Ouroboros systems, prepare for Tachyon event..." Across the probe network it was evident that there was a large build up of energy.

>Tachyon event in progress...<

At that moment, each of the probes flared bright Violent then glowed a soft blue as they leaked cherenkov radiation. The moment that had burned violet theybathed both ships and the surrounding area out to a radius of nine hundred light where in Tachyons only those with Tachyon sensitive equipment would have been able to detect the event. Within a moment data was pouring into the Ouroboros systems. Stellar phenomenon, star systems planets though their surfaces where still unmapped what they got was merely standard planetary data on the general conditions of the world themselves, an orbital survey would be nesscary for such data. It would take closer to ten minutes for the data collection to trickle down to a stop so the information could be sorted, formatted and compressed.

"I thank you KILO you have been helpful in allowing us to gather necessary information. I am the Dreamwalker's Pandora level Artificial Intelligence Amaterasu its a pleasure to meet you." The anthropomorphic shark avatar said through the com system while Isis was busy...

[BIos_Reaper]

"Yes I am. The ARSV or Atinian Republics Space-transitional Vehicle, Hipaforalkus... Please call it "Foralkus" as we have not yet managed to change it's registry information, is equipped for long-range engagements.

It is currently carrying four main anti-ship pulsic batteries which can also target ground-side targets. The Foralkus also carries a wide variety of combat drones, missile-drones and secondary batteries and point-defenses. Not to worry however, the warheads and weapons are safely tucked inside the armor-layering until the need arises for them to emerge.

It would appear however that this Isis is attempting a map-making procedure. Thanks to that I'll have to recalibrate my active long-range scanners. No worries, it is a mere 0.5% of a seconds task, but still a monotonous task... "

The ship began moving closer, seemingly emitting nothing at all except for barely registering trace radiation.

[DigitalEcho]

'Likewise, Amaterasu, it is an honour to meet another A.I. of such intelligence' K.I.L.O. replied, 'I trust that all preparations are in correct, functioning order?'

K.I.L.O. turned her attention to her other visitor.

'Understood, I would hope that we need not use such firepower, should the oppurtunity arrise we will avoid all hostile contacts rather than attack. Do you require any strategic data for your map records?'

[BIos_Reaper]

"Acknowledged. My data-banks contain no astral coordinates whatsoever for this region of space. I would require some minor details in order to know which areas I should avoid. I do not wish to accidentally stumble into a patrol of your people, I think that would be a most unpleasant scenario for me and for them. Understood. I will attempt to avoid engagement whenever possible."

[Nelle Kozera]

>…Data compression complete…Ouroboros Protocols in engaged…<

>…Data burst compiled, dialing protocols engaged…transmitting data, encryption level omega…<

“Amaterasu, keep the probe network active. Best we map as we go instead of relying on bursts such as this.” She said with a yawn, she hadn’t slept in a while. “So…” Isis’ voice had gotten back on the line. “I feel out matched in brain power here, but what is the plan? It seems we have gotten over the meet and chat hump of this little road trip. My ship is a little on the heavy side for armament but I’d like to avoid combat of possible, I’d didn’t come here to fight a war. Though it seems our friend nearby has.” She said looking at the holo projection of the surrounding space, “In order to avoid long range detection, are there any communication channels to avoid? I have numerous light speed communication methods for when we are close enough to avoid time lag issues with light speed communication. Mid level chaos or temporal encryptions can also be used if need be though you need to be provided with appropriate decryption software, something I’d like to avoid if possible.” Isis said, through the communication line. “Of course we could stay out in the middle of deep space and chat for the next month.” The ivory Dragoness said.

“You know that’s a long time to you, that’s more than a few eons to the AI’s here Isis. I don’t think I could stand talking anyone that long.” She said, to the group as well as Isis, who in turned just shrugged. “If we aren't going to stay here, what is our first destination?”

[DigitalEcho]

'Acknowledged, Setsuna, I'm preparing a brief comminque now, in the mean time make yourself and your ship at home' K.I.L.O. chuckled.

EXTERNAL-COMMUNICATIONS-PACKAGE : 700862

TOPIC : STRATEGIC REGIONAL DATA

...LOADING...LOADED!

AMBIENT STRENGTH (HOSTILE FORCES) : 34.8% - LOW THREAT
AMBIENT STRENGTH (MONARCHY FORCES) : 63.2& - HIGH THREAT

ENVIRONMENTAL READINGS :

IONIZING RADIATION LEVEL : 456 RADIA
REGIONAL COSMIC DENSITY : 2150 HELTAS
TOTAL LEVEL DARKNESS : AADDDD

DETECTABLE BREATHABLE ATMOSPHERIC GASES : 41
HABITABLE GALACTIC TERRAIN : 75.5% HABITABLE
ABUNDANT USEFUL RESOURCES : 55%

NOTES FROM K.I.L.O. :

'While this area is relatively secure it is not quite logical to call it 'safe', conflict does occasionally erupt here even though this particular sector of Mica has little military, geological or cosmic importance to the Monarchy or the Demesne. Regional military forces circuit from A-Force 7226 of T-Legion of the Red Fangs. The most prominent feature of this area is the vast number of 'Space Oceans', large masses of thin energy used by many Monarchy Warships to refuel and reload their weapons. These oceans are commonly refined, mined and habited by Interstellar Repository Rigs which collect this energy for use elsewhere in the Monarchy.'

'My current scans combined with tactical data that I have collected from this area indicate a 15.6% chance of a regional conflict erupting here, although this is generally a miniscule danger it would be enough to sufficiently cause great harm to us, as such I advise relocating to a new location as soon as preparations are complete.'

'There are 3 major planets here : Calkivus, a construct world for the Red Fangs. OPC-Pleto, a refugee population zone. Xiulant, an mostly peaceful oceanic world. All three planets have atmospheres that protect them from the orbiting and local Super-Star 'Falon', from which they draw a majority of their energy and heat from.'

'Ther natural space in this cosmic center is 2.877% denser that usual and has an deeper level of darkness that can threaten some communications equipment in freqeuent motions. Primespace travel in this particular zone is unaffected by any cosmic conditions.'

EXTERNAL-COMMUNICATIONS-PACKAGE : 700862 - END



'I thought about this, Isis' K.I.L.O. said, 'And I believe I may have a good solution. While I send Setsuna this communique I will arrange local co-ordinates for Interstellar Rig, one, for at this time of decade, is locked down for repairs and review. Few Monarchy forces will be travelling to this rig and I imagine it would be a perfect place for a meeting.'

[BIos_Reaper]

"Data package received... Unwrapping... Unwrapping complete, displaying planetary and astrological data in exploded view...

Fold-space fractures mapped and displayed...

Gravity zones displayed...

Ambient particle levels: 45.6.7% of sub-atomic level, condensation for recycling of junk-molecules possible at 45% of usual rate.

Electromagnetic, ion-cyclic and radiological and nebulaic interference levels: 13.5.2% negligible in accordance with standard communication fault-lines.

Appreciations for the information K.I.L.O, it is most appreciated. I determine no less than a dozen viable locations to remain incognito for longer periods of time than out in the open here. I suggest we re-locate.

The Foralkus can stay hidden for longer than most ships on account of it's non-existent ambient systems and non-heat emitting thruster ports. Xiulant appears a most viable planet.

The Foralkus like all cruiser-classes is submersible and can hide underwater in extreme pressures, providing there are no giant-class oceanic organisms present with the oceans ecological systems. "

[Nelle Kozera]

Isis nodded to herself, “Well, I guess it’s just a waiting game then. Send over the data when ever your ready.” Isis said to her place at the pilots set. “A fueling rig, sounds like fun though do you think that we will have any contact there? I mean fifteen percent sure but I don’t like anything above a zero percent chance if it has a negative outcome.” She said, to Amaterasu who merely shrugged, she didn't have enough data to give an reasonable guess. “Bring the Hyperdrive online and start rotating through random coordinates, we need to be able to jump at anytime.” The AI agreed the ship was the first priority. "Anything else that we should know for this area? Special weapons load outs needed for some areas stuff like that, that could come in handy?" Amaterasu asked...

[DigitalEcho]

'No' K.I.L.O. said, 'There are constant maritime patrols on Xiulant, detection is all but too easy. If the Interstellar Rig is unsuitable then we must choose an area of deep space to rendevous, close contact on the planets is extremely risky.'

K.I.L.O. winced, moving her paws to her hips, her eyes blinked open.

'Yes, you should know something' She said, 'I've detected something.'

[BIos_Reaper]

"I did not mean to insinuate I was going to forcefully land. The Interstellar Rig appears most effective a rendevous-point.

It offers a deep-space location lightly patrolled and as you said, it is abandoned, I doubt anyone will come inspecting it any time soon but, the statistical probabilities still suggest a 15.5% chance of discovery, and ironically, it keeps getting higher anywhere else. May I suggest we stick to the plan you offered? I apologize for interjecting."

He would have bowed his head had it not been for the lack of visual communication, so far everything was done via simple analog oral communication and while he knew it was probably for the best so far, he still would have a more personal and speedy method of communication.

Alternating the Foralkus' course to interject and parallel with the Armos Collossa via silent travel boost methods, he expected arrival in 2 minutes.

[Nelle Kozera]

Isis muted the line for a moment, “I’m going to adjust our head by seventy two degrees, keep a watch on both ships and notify me if they do anything…out of the norm…” The AI nodded, but spoke up."We haven't been here very long, what should I base out of the norm as?" The Shark asked as the Ship changed it heading until its board side was facing the group before the reaction of matter and antimatter annihilating one another began in the sublight drive systems of the Dreamwalker. The powerful reaction gave the ship some impressive acceleration. Unlike the other ship it wasn’t heading towards Armos Collossa but appeared to be putting distance between group and itself. “Give us the Coordinates of the rig and we’ll meet you there. And if can inquire…what did you detect…?”

The Dreamwalker had began scans of the surrounding area along with increasing the sensitivity of its passive sensor arrays...

[DigitalEcho]

K.I.L.O. moved her paws back to her head, whatever she had found was proving difficult to properly identify.

'I await your arrival, Setsuna, I apologize for being blunt. I strongly advise that we all reach the rig soon. What I have found may not be friendly.'
Taking a digital breath, K.I.L.O. checked her local relays, scanning for signs of this mysterious craft.

'Isis, co-ordinate relays Zulka-Nema 00000768 Helka, I will send them to you in a multi-verse form as I imagine that we both share different communication systems.'

But then, something changed, something odd. A beacon of life had flickered within the mysterious signal, K.I.L.O. mused for a second studying it's odd transmission...then she realised.

'Isis, Setsuna! We must get to the rig, immediately! I do not know what I have found but whatever it is, it is hostile! The signal strength and it's patterns are not correct for Monarchy spacecraft. We must go, now!'

[Nelle Kozera]

“Right don’t have to tell me twice…” She said and killed the line, “Bringing us about one sixty degrees at full burn…” The ship’s sublight engines burned white hot as they had increased to one hundred percent power. One downside to antimatter based sublight drive system it was far from stealthy but it gave unparalleled acceleration at relativistic speeds. “Amaterasu do you have those coordinates converted?” The AI’s avatar shook its head, “Still translating estimated time till completion is...ten seconds…” Isis gave her a flat look, “You could have just said I’ll have them in a few seconds you had me thinking that I’m going to be sitting here for ten, fifteen minutes.” The Shark merely crossed her arms. “I will let that insult go; I’m not a gamma level…” She said with a frown before looked around as if reading text. “Well that’s completed would you like them up loaded to the navigation systems or would you rather wait for them to loaded to a solid state memory core and brought to the core on foot?” She asked, Isis could tell it was sarcasm and frankly didn’t care. “Yeah yeah…just load the damn thing.”

Like many of the ships that Manavara fielded it came with a neural uplink and manual controls, for the moment Isis was working under manual controls which required the use of each of her seven limbs. “And done, engaging Hyperdrive…” The Dreamwalker appeared to rip an ugly yellow wound in the fabric of the universe, the Hyperdrive was interesting as it used an artificially created universe for Faster Than Light Travel, as a result once a ship was inside one of the hyperspace corridors was totally undetectable until the ship had returned to normal space. The Ship passed through the yellow opening, to anyone looking directly inside the opening one would see blue energy with white cascades of energy flowing through it like white tendrils. The Dream world of that the Sky Children, Isis’s race used to travel the stars. Once the Dreamwalker had completely entered Hyperspace the opening “slammed” shut with a powerful burst of tao neutrinos.

A few moments later, the MCS Dreamwalker dropped out of hyperspace only five kilometers away from the rig. “Shit! Cutting it close don’t you think!?” The Dreamwalker rotated ninety degrees ventrally before applying a full burn thrust to move themselves away from the station. It was not recommended to use antimatter drives at full burn this close to an installation due to the massive amounts of heat produced by the drives but Isis didn’t think it would matter on an uninhabited station. The Dreamwalker pulled up bathing the side of the station in a powerful burst of X-Rays from the drive systems a byproduct of the reaction happening in the drive cores. The Dreamwalker's burst was short but it was sufficient to get the Dreamwalker one hundred kilometers of the rig, a comfortable distance for Isis…

[DigitalEcho]

'Wait here' K.I.L.O. said, 'I need some time to do this...unless you can help me translate these signals?' She shrugged.

'What's going on?' Wulfur growled.

'I've detected something approaching, and it doesn't look friendly.' K.I.L.O. whispered to her annoyed companion.

'Good enough for me.' Wulfur growled again, reaching for his Shield.

'No! No weapons! Not here, not now!' K.I.L.O. shouted, 'This is the wrong place to fight, we need to keep a low profile.'

'We've just let two unidentified ships into our space terrain, you fucking tell me how much of a low profile we've got!'

'Don't be rude!' K.I.L.O. snapped, 'Look just give me a minute, I think our friends may be able to help.'

Placing her paws back to her head K.I.L.O. began to analyse the signal once again.

'Alright, Isis, Setsuna! I think I'm going to need your help, there isn't time to analyse the whole signal pattern, so I could use some help here, do you have any deep-space communications equipment on board your ships?'

[BIos_Reaper]

"Understood! Evading! Proceeding with emergency fold-space leap!"

The Foralkus changed its heading. The drives at its rear began emitting more and more light, the rotating internal components revving past their regular cruise-speed rotations. The four massive clamp-like devices on each of the ships five drives sliding backwards, releasing gigantic halos of light around the stern of the ship, progressively shrinking in size as they neared the tips of the drives. The ship had no noticeable bridge of any kind, but the front of the ship underwent a minor transformation.

Three massive spheres, seemingly composed of dark matter as they were no less dark than the emptiness of space itself unveiled themselves as the armored hull protecting them receded lack a big cat exposing its claws. The process was clearly mechanical yet it was so organically smooth, like muscle were pulling the lids off of eyeballs. The spheres appeared to charge up with beautiful emerald colored light before an enormous pulse of energy was released simultaneously in an expanding every-directional sphere.

"Gravimetric stress-points identified, 3 within optimum reach, the most suitable one for successful sustained fold-space rupture generation identified. Proceeding with gravitic-laser targeting."

The six optical-projectors at the front of the ship, two under each of the spherical census devices powered up, firing a violet laser of highly energized graviton particles into space, causing space to bend and twist, warp even.

"Gravity anchors sucessfully deployed. Fetching third-dimensional to fold-dimensional holographic targeting data. Locale acquisition complete, initiating fold-space rupture generation."

The distorted space opened up in a flash of bright white light, forming a gigantic tear big enough to envelop the entire ship with meters to spare. Unlike the previous vessels rather unattractive yellowish passageway, this one was pure blue-white, made up of a swirling center and a rotating tunnel-like design with a pitch black center, reactive arc-light leaping to an fro inside, the tears boundary an almost blinding energetic white. The tunnel looked almost natural as opposed to an enforced synthetic passageway.

"Commencing fold-space leap!"

With that the Foralkus energized, moving towards the rift before zooming forth in a blurr, fired off like a bullet. Traveling the entire distance in not even a second, an identical rift to the one opened previously opening up less than 1000 meters from the station, the energy wash from the opening rift would not be harmful, though it would temporarily screw with any kind of long-distance sensor. Luckily was a few minutes prior to K.I.L.O requesting the use of the two ships long-distance interstellar communication arrays.

The Foralkus exiting from fold-space in a blurr before returning to regular space-time, ceasing to be a blurr, the rift sealing itself up afterwards, leaving not a trace of it ever having been there. The jump would have been considered stupid by most species, but by sacrificing the ability to engage in rapid transit from one spot to another with lesser detail the Foralkus was equipped with a drive that would take time to work, but could provide transportation across any distance with no time consumption and accuracy of up to appearing above the state building of a city planet-side. Opening up a communications channel to the Armos Colossa the Foralkus received the message.

"Acknowledged. The Foralkus is equipped with a sub-space communications relay. What are your requests? I am detecting an unknown pulse signal within this system. It is not transmitting any IFF I recocnize from your permitted data streams. Should we be arming weapons for defensive or offensive purposes?"

With that the Foralkus readied it's communication relay and long-range sensors, the Fact-spheres on the front of the ship started emitting pulse signals. It was an efficient system, sending forth a wave of low-energy particles that would end at a certain distance, followed by another pulse which would use the remnant ambient energy of the previuous pulse to project itself even further. Most species would pick it up as nothing more than slightly elevated spatial radiation, but in reality, anything cought in the pulse would leave a gap in the field, making it difficult for anything to hide.

While the sensor could penetrate any defensive concealment system it was but a passive sensor, meaning to detect the object again, a second pulse would have to be sent, much like a radar, until the pulse reached the target it was impossible to see where it was without the aid of the Fact-spheres built-in long-range holographic optical scanners.

[Nelle Kozera]

Isis was readjusting the heading of the Dreamwalker when the message came in. “Um no sorry we don’t have any long range communications we are limited to light lagged systems…” She said with heavy sarcasm as she opened the channel. “Yes we have extensive long range capabilities over here on the Dreamwalker, and I’m sure your buddy here does to, what can we do for you today? Because there is no way this is just a social call. Anyway what do you need?” The Dreamwalker started its engines again though this time they putting themselves in orbit of the station that they come to.

(Sorry, short. D: )

[DigitalEcho]

(S'alrigth XD this is late anyway)

'I have a fear that this...signal may not be friednly, if you can pick up a stronger wave length and transmit it to me, I may be able to identify further it's origins and intentions, but I fear that...whatever it is, is more than just a simple Primespace Rift. I must warn you though, enemy ships, as far as we know, contain no known computerised framework, any electronic communications and espionage attempts will be futile.'

K.I.L.O. sat silent for a minute, her paws still glued to her head.

'I must ask, have either of you ever heard of the denotation "C.A.R.B.O.N."?'

[BIos_Reaper]

"The Foralkus is equipped with the latest long-range scanners and multiple-spectrum analysis sensor suites available to my creators, both passive and active. If you like I can launch a deep-space spy probe to ping for data and relay it via a coded sub-space frequency back onto your vessel, sending encryption keys now. "

A host of overwhelmingly complicated quantum encryption keys were relayed onto KILO's Armos Colossa. They would prove almost headache inducing for a while before seemingly re-writing themselves to be more easily understood by KILO's armors systems.

"CARBON? I have no such acronym anywhere on file within my databases, they cover a wide variety of previously encountered phenomenons and unknown vessel sightings. Does it hold any meaning for your creators, KILO?"

[Nelle Kozera]

“Yes I have long range systems and I’m picking up this signal your speaking of.” Isis said, running the signal through a fairly basic booster frame before transmitting it back to K.I.L.O. “C.A.R.B.O.N…hmmm…that’s sounds familiar. Amaterasu run a data base scan.” Isis said, “Way ahead of you I think I have found where you are talking about. Calcium-uranium Ablative Resonance BOnded Nanofiber. Phonetically named CARBON, it was used by the former GSA in the armoring of their Biological warships during from the late 28th century to the end of the 30th. It was a highly resistance form of armor plating and is still used in vessels with Bio-Skin technology. The Dreamwalker is not equipped with a Bio-Skin system, so It makes me wonder where you found this?” She asked, “Though I don’t think it has anything to do with us, does it have a meaning to you?”

[DigitalEcho]

'We need a ranged scan of the signal ; it's strength, realtive frequency and orbital co-ordinates. My fears are running high now.'

K.I.L.O. flipped back her digital hair.

'C.A.R.B.O.N. Yes, it does have a meaning though a different one I'm afraid ; C.A.R.B.O.N., in Monarchy vocabulary, stands for 'Chemical, Atomic, Radiological, Biological, Oblivion and Nuclear', this acronym is used by the 3rd army. I asked for two reasons ; One primarily being that you may wish to get acquainted with such a saying, especially the 'Oblivion' part should we delve into combat with a Dayaten space-faring craft, which this strange signal may well be. Two, I discovered something ; One of you has brought a bacterium infection into this universe.'

K.I.L.O. sighed, 'I'm disappointed.'

[BIos_Reaper]

"I can assure you KILO that I am not the bringer of any biological infection, bacterial, viral or otherwise. This vessel was sterilized five times, screened five times and overhauled ten times before being permitted to leave orbital dry-mooring. However, seeing as how the other vessel which made contact with you appears to be operated by organic life-forms it is safe to say that the biological agent is confined within the ships hull.

Recommend a purge of your life-support systems by placing the crew in stasis and sterilize your organic formats and confine yourselves to vital-life support suits for your time being in this space unknown vessel."

With this the Foralkus began scanning with its pulse sensors and sub-space scanners.

"The signal strength is 1.45thz's and its relative frequency is relevant to the 3rd dimension with a repeating analog pattern, it appears to be a spacial navigation pulse signal. The orbital coordinates are difficult to narrow down, there is some sort of interference present but I can confine its locale to within the farthest out habitable world and its extra planetary satellite.

Approximate time until encounter scenario: 15.5 standard galactic 60 second type minutes."

"Chemical, Atomic, Radiological, Biological, Oblivion & Nuclear. Understood, this acronym appears to be a form of analyzing incoming damage. I classify damage as Chemical, Electrical, Radiological, Biological, Atomic, Fusion, Kinetic, Electromagnetic, Electrostatic and Static. The acronym is not pretty, so it is simply called DAMAGE."