After Earth - Episode II - Beyond Colonial Space.

[Relique du Madde]

"Has someone tried to even speak with it?"

 

[Shayuri]

Mel shrugs. "Standard etiquette is for the approaching ship to hail first. Still, guess it can't hurt. Want me to send a message, Cap?"

 

[Rhun]

"I suppose it can't hurt," comes Damon's response across the comm. "Do it."

 

[Shayuri]

"Alright..." Melara punched up the comm system interface and sent a transmission on the standard spacer hailing frequency.

"This is Gold Greed, a private light freighter. We're currently engaged in a rescue operation. Please identify yourself and your intentions, over."

 

[ethandrew]

Pierce stands against a wall in the bridge, everyone occupied with something or another. His arm hurt a little and he was hoping the Doc was here, but he wasn't and so his arm kept hurting. Instead he found himself staring at the Syrran ladies, wondering, playing in his mind a heroes reward that he felt he deserved.

 

[Relique du Madde]

Noticing Pierce's gaze. "If you want, I could make you look like a Syrran just incase they are only interested in members of their own species." She laughed.

 

[ethandrew]

Pierce opens his mouth to say something, then stops, mouth agape. He closes it with a side-cocking of his head, still staring, shrugging as if it wasn't that bad of an idea.

 

[Voda Vosa]

Rubbing the rest of the make up from his bald head, Cnosos notes "You are 20 kilograms and 20 centimetres off from the syrann maximum weight and height."

 

[Blackrat]

Those two I sent should have the engines online soon. The captain answers to Damon. Though your engineer could help them.

Immediately at Mel's hail, the alien ship backs away and an answer can soon be heard, speaking in clear english with no alien accent, though speaking only in few words. Human. Interesting. We catch. Farewell. With that the distortion effect on the ship ripples and then the ship is gone from your sensors.

 

[Dr Simon]

Feeling a bit alone and vulnerable in a sick bay full of unconscious Syrrans, Solly decides to rejoin the others back on the bridge. Humming quietly to himself, he stealthily slips a piece of medical equipment into his holdall and makes his way back to the bridge.

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Sleight of Hand +4, if needed. The idea is to snatch something hand-held but advanced-looking (using Treat Injury +6 or untrained relevant Knowledge +1 to choose an item, if necessary). He is, after all, a chancer and a con-man before he's a doctor!
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