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Jasten Macala
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Captain of the Hyperion

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Attention Hyperion Crew - (Command Crew/Division Officers) Aug 11, 2014 21:59:44 GMT -8

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Post by Jasten Macala on Aug 11, 2014 21:59:44 GMT -8

"Attention, Hyperion crew."

Throughout the ship, Jasten Macala's voice echoed down the halls, relayed through the ship-wide intercom system. It was a matter of hours since the captain had been woken from his cryochamber, and here he was already dealing with a ship wide announcement. It was important however. He couldn't simply let the entire crew flounder about, unsure of what was going on, regardless of the fact he was barely more informed than the rest of them. Regardless of the fact he was absolutely terrified. The information programmed into Jasten's mind during the past few years was absolutely clear on the matter of the human reaction to sudden disorientation, and he was fairly certain waking up ten years too early on a ship that had stopped moving with out a clue would be included in the definition of 'disorientated.'

"This is your commanding officer speaking."

Commanding officer. It was a new thing to him, nevermind the fact he was practically bred for it. Mere hours ago, Jasten had been just another sleeping body on a ship filled with them, an irrelevant lump of flesh in the workings of this immense machine. Now however, awake and alert, he was suddenly in possession of more authority than any other individual on board the Hyperion. Jasten didn't care if that's what he was supposed to do, he didn't care at all. It was new, it was strange, and it was almost as terrifying as being completely lost on whatever planet surface the ship had managed to crash land on. The 'yes sirs' would take some getting used to, to but it mildly.

"Our vessel has suffered from unexpected circumstances, and has crash landed on an unknown planet. Currently, system scans are reporting a large amount of damage on the vessel's outer hull, however our interior has remained relatively uncompromised. The planet's atmosphere appears to be breathable, so if you encounter a hull breach, do not panic."

He paused, before continuing on.

"I urge you all to remain calm. I am currently working alongside the shipboard AI to perform a complete inspection of the vessel, and will be reporting any problems that are discovered as we work. In the meantime, all non combat personel are to report to their divisions to await further orders. Security and military personel are to assist any injured or incapacitated crew and transport them to the medbay, where we have medical officers on standby."

Medical officers, he said. Unfortunately, at the moment Jasten knew of only one that was awake, the girl whom he had ran into after awakening. Alongside a member of the military division, they had made their way to the command center, before he had ordered both of them to the medbay. Hopefully, more medical staff would have awoken and would make their way to their positions now. Chances were there were a number of wounded crew, and the medbay would need to be well staffed if they were to treat each one.

"Furthermore, all command crew and unit leads should report to the command center to be debriefed. In order to maintain optimal operation capabilities, all divisions will need to be brought up to date as quickly as possible. "

Wasn't that the truth of it.

"Further updates will be announced. Please standby.

"Captain Macala out."

Amelia Rodriguez
Command Crew

Navigator

Posts: 6

Attention Hyperion Crew - (Command Crew/Division Officers) Aug 12, 2014 17:00:51 GMT -8

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Post by Amelia Rodriguez on Aug 12, 2014 17:00:51 GMT -8

Amelia heard the announcement loud and clear, the captain's voice was steady as he spoke to his crew but she supposed that was all a part of the training. She pulled her boots back on and tied her brown hair up before heading out of her room and towards the command center. "Just what in Hyperion's name am I supposed to do? Navigate people to the right rooms?" she scratched her head as she headed down the hall and reached the door.

Amelia was still dressed in a pair of black cargo pants, and a dark blue tank top with a military jacket over it. As she entered she looked around the command center. She had been here hours ago when she had first woken but now she was here as per the Captain's orders. Her memory filled with information for a moment, and it took her a little bit to sort it out. She lifted her hand, placing it on her head to salute as she entered. "Amelia Rodriguez, Navigator reporting for duty." her voice was firm and tough as her brown eyes scanned the room, looking for the man who had summoned them as well as anyone else who would be arriving.

Dr. Jordan McKinley
Medical Staff

Physician

Posts: 67

Attention Hyperion Crew - (Command Crew/Division Officers) Aug 12, 2014 17:26:23 GMT -8

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Post by Dr. Jordan McKinley on Aug 12, 2014 17:26:23 GMT -8

Dr McKinley made a small cut in the patient’s left chest wall with the scalpel, just between the ribs. He quickly sat the scalpel down and picked up the large tube next to him. He lined it up with the cut he had just made and gave a sharp push. The resistance was minimal as the tube made it’s way into the pleural space where the lung was supposed to be. Once he was sure that the chest tube was in the desired spot, he sutured it into place. He finished the final knot securing his suture and took the dressing from his nurse. As he was placing the dressing, Jordan heard a voice over the intercom, and after hearing that he was not being page, he immediately ignored it. He looked down at the chamber attached to the chest tube and saw no signs of an air leak.

”Start medium suction and call me with any complications.” He said as he stood up and slipped his hands out of his gloves. ”And don’t worry Mr Williams, a spontaneous pneumothorax is not a huge deal. We just have to reestablish negative pressure in your chest and your lung will re-inflate. However, you are more susceptible to it happening again now. “ He threw his gloves in the biohazard bag as he spoke. ”Now relax, and I’ll see you tomorrow and let you know how things are going.” He pulled the mask off of his face as he left the room. He rounded the corner and came face to face with a member of the nursing staff.

”Sorry…uh…Amber, right?” He said to the dark haired nurse that he had almost crashed into. He stepped to the side to continue on to the dictation room when she put up her hand.

”Wait. Are you headed to the command center? Who is going to cover for you?”[/I] She asked as he stared at her with a confused look on his face.

”No. I’m headed to the dictation room.“ He said as he started to move again.

”What? Why not? You’re the senior medical officer. The captain just said you’re supposed to meet at the command center.”[/I] She said, giving him a stern look.

”I’m one of the senior medical officers.” He corrected her.

”But you’re the only one awake, therefore you are the senior medical officer.”[/I] She said more sternly than before.

”Uh…ok then. I guess Monson will have to cover for me then. He won’t be happy, but I’ll take one of his shifts later.” With that Amber nodded to him and walked away. The only senior medical officer awake? He thought to himself. He had been so busy since waking that it had never occurred to him that he might be the first one to wake up. Hopefully this doesn’t take too long. I’ve got a lot to do. He thought as he left the medical wing and headed down the main corridor towards the command center. He had no idea where he was going, but luckily for him, there were signs to lead him. He walked down the main corridor for a while before turning and getting on one of the elevators. As the doors slid closed and he selected his floor, he started to lose himself to his thoughts. I wonder if something is wrong. Maybe something he’s not telling us. He stepped out of the elevator and continued to make his way to the command center. However, his body was on autopilot as his thoughts continued to hold his focus. Maybe I’m over reacting. Maybe everything is fine. But then why call all of us here now? Before he knew it, Jordan was standing in front of the doors to the command center. He took a deep breath, opened the door, and stepped inside.

”Dr McKinley, Senior Medical Officer.” He paused, not knowing what he was supposed to say. ”Reporting?”

Last Edit: Aug 12, 2014 17:27:11 GMT -8 by Dr. Jordan McKinley

Jet Marciano
Security Division

Head of Security

Posts: 49

Attention Hyperion Crew - (Command Crew/Division Officers) Aug 13, 2014 6:41:36 GMT -8

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Post by Jet Marciano on Aug 13, 2014 6:41:36 GMT -8

Jet was at his office, scanning the records from the manifest of the ship. His eyes scaled, thoroughly looking at the names of his passengers who were also his fellow citizens of the Hyperion colony. He identified that many of the colonists had woken up, but there were a number of them still asleep in their frozen chambers. It had been a rough few hours for the head of security. He had walked all around the ship, helping and assisting those who just awakening, routing them the to medical department to get checked up.

Sitting down was quite refreshing, he had been on his feet and walking throughout the ship, which drained him completely. Sipping a daiquiri that someone from the bar delivered to his office, he savored the the taste of strawberries and a hint of lime. He liked the sweet and sour taste, which gave his mind a chill. As his mind was at ease, he heard the voice of the Jasten from the ceiling. I guess I must meet with the Captain Macala. He got up from his chair, and walked slowly as he balanced himself while being slightly under the influence from his drink. His mind was rather slurred, but he was able to keep control for himself.

As he walked into the Command Center, he saw his colleagues huddled and he decided to announce his presence to them: "Jet Marciano, reporting for duty..." he affirmed to them, "Head of Security".

Last Edit: Aug 13, 2014 14:16:33 GMT -8 by Jet Marciano

Cameron Foster
Maintanence Crew

Mechanical Engineer

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Attention Hyperion Crew - (Command Crew/Division Officers) Aug 14, 2014 10:26:46 GMT -8

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Post by Cameron Foster on Aug 14, 2014 10:26:46 GMT -8

Beneath the pulsating electrical arc of the engine room, Cameron Foster worked diligently repairing what damage he could to the Hyperion’s inner systems. Having earlier done what he could to stabilize the ship’s main reactor, which currently rested at an impossible angle, he focused the rest of his energy ensuring the ship’s day-to-day functions remained operational. The heat within the Core was stifling, and once again, Cameron climbed a nearby ladder that led to the engine room’s main deck. Although not much cooler, it was a blessed relief from the conditions below. He sat down against one of the room’s outer walls, wiping grease from his hand and sweat from his brow with a very dingy towel. Obviously, the towel had seen better days.

How long had he been down there? Cameron had completely lost track of time. His awakening seemed eons ago, and since he’d come back from the supply room, time seemed to just slip away. He had no watch to count the hours, no sun to track the day; just an endless amount of work to occupy his time. A male voice came through the Hyperion’s intercom system. Cameron looked towards it instinctively, listening intently to the information coming through. “About time the Captain addressed the people. Where’s he been for the last few hours?” He thought grudgingly to himself, not even pausing to think about the chaos that has probably been ensuing.

Cameron almost immediately disregarded the call for commanding officers and section leaders to report to the command center. He didn’t think himself included in that group of colonists. But after a moment or two, Cameron figured the heads of staff, the Captain especially, should be aware of the Hyperion’s internal condition. Captain Macala seemed to know about the superficial breaches and cosmetic damage to the ship’s main structure, but Cameron had yet to see him investigate the internal engine. He soon found himself once again migrating through the main corridor, crowded with wide-eyed, confused colonists. Many of them crowded the way towards the control room. Cameron assumed they hoped to catch a glimpse of their captain and bombard him with impossible questions, as if he knew any more than the rest of them.

Cameron shouldered his way through the mob, opening the door to the command center and sliding in silently. Only a few people had arrived just yet, one female, two males, and Captain Macala of course. Apparently, Cameron hadn’t been downloaded information regarding the identities of the other crew members besides their captain. He figured the Titan Project hoped they’d all get to know each other in time, or they were simply wakened too early and didn’t receive all their info. That thought alone was unnerving, and he wondered vaguely how much information they’d all missed out on.

Cameron held up his right hand in greeting, not sure if he was supposed to salute or announce himself. Still a bit unsure if he was even supposed to be here and a little self-conscious of his grease-stained hands, he said with all the authority he could muster, “Cameron Foster, Mechanics.” He then crossed his arms, and leaned against a nearby wall awaiting further instruction.

Jennifer Smith
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Military Commander

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Attention Hyperion Crew - (Command Crew/Division Officers) Aug 15, 2014 14:04:58 GMT -8

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Post by Jennifer Smith on Aug 15, 2014 14:04:58 GMT -8

Jennifer Smith was working with her squads, helping where they could with the awakening crew. When she heard the captain's voice, her head tilted up, yet it wasn't necessary. She was watching anything, just listening to the man give the announcement. At the call for the heads of the units and command personnel to meet with him, Jenny glanced to the soldiers she was with at the moment.

"Gotta go see the Captain," she said, glancing around, before she said, "keep helping civvies, back up the security, all that jazz." She turned, starting to run down the corridor, her feet pounding the metal as she moved through the ship, all the way to the command center, where she would run straight in, slowing to a stop as she got to the center of the room, hanging her arms a moment, before she straightened, turning herself so that she could face the captain, and threw her hand into a salute, as she called, "Commander Jennifer Smith, reporting in!"

Jasten Macala
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Captain of the Hyperion

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Attention Hyperion Crew - (Command Crew/Division Officers) Aug 15, 2014 18:56:40 GMT -8

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Post by Jasten Macala on Aug 15, 2014 18:56:40 GMT -8

As his fellow crewmembers began to file into the command center, Jasten continued moving from console to console, stopping only to speak to the various command center officers that were present, or to order EOS to make various scans. Things were... hectic at the moment. As more and more crew members reported to their stations, he was having to coordinate responses to various problems that they brought to the attention of their departments. The fact that he had called the division leads away from the efforts was not helping matters, and Jasten regretted that he had to do so. Unfortunately, it was necessary to pull the lead officers away, because if he did not get them squared away now, things could become more chaotic. Operational doctrine held that officers needed to be briefed and plans sorted out as quickly as possible following an emergency situation.

And in a situation like this, Jasten was not going to be deviating from operation doctrine.

Speaking of his officers, Jasten needed to attend to them. A few had already shown up, and he was certain they would be wondering why the hell they had been called in in the first place when things needed to be done. He was, however, worried that things would get bogged down without his hand directing it. Without any word on where the executive officer was, Jasten didn't have anyone to pass on the flag to... until he spotted his Yeoman on the other side of the command center. "EOS, tell Yeoman Wilks to take care of any matters that get sent all the way up the chain, so long as they aren't urgent. I need to take care of my guests. She has full authority to deal with the issues as she sees fit." Without waiting for a response, he turned away from the main consoles and made his way to the door.

Seeing two of the assembled officers saluting, Jasten raised his hand and waved the salutes away. "None of that right now, follow me," he said as he moved pass them, waving them along as he headed for the central holographic display. Ordering EOS to bring up an image of the vessel, Jasten motioned for the officers to crowd around the display as well.

"Sorry for the abruptness, ladies and gentlemen. Normally, I would indulge in numberless pleasantries, but things are incredibly hectic, and I'm all over the place. Furthermore, I apologize for dragging you away from your duties. I'm sure many of you were busy with your work before I called you down here. However, this is incredibly important.

"For those of you who were not programmed with recognition of your fellow crewmates, I am Captain Macala. Its a pleasure to meet all of you finally. For those of you not assigned to the command center, I realize you may not all officially hold command over your divisions, but you are the most senior officers currently awake at the moment, and that is absolutely good enough for me." With that, the captain ordered EOS to highlight the department offices on the map. Engineering, the Command Center, the Medbay, the Security and Military Offices, all lit up in green.

"Before I begin, however, there is something I need. EOS and I have been running the scans, and while we've come up with a lot of data, we do not have total view over the ship. You've been over the ship, seen where I haven't had the chance to. Some of you might have already submitted reports on issues you've found, but I would rather hear it from you personally. So, if any of you have anything of note that you need to bring up, do so now."

Last Edit: Aug 15, 2014 18:57:07 GMT -8 by Jasten Macala

Amelia Rodriguez
Command Crew

Navigator

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Attention Hyperion Crew - (Command Crew/Division Officers) Aug 15, 2014 19:41:31 GMT -8

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Post by Amelia Rodriguez on Aug 15, 2014 19:41:31 GMT -8

Amelia's eyes had observed the others coming on deck and though she had yet to formally meet them, she could tell where the belonged by their name tags. She observed each face carefully, since these were people she would work with she needed to make sure she remembered them well. Unit leaders were important roles and she was sure she would see them around often.

As her Captain was quick with words her brown eyes snapped back to his face and she forced herself to concentrate. His words played back in her mind as she fell in step behind him. Her stride easily matched his and her eyes went to him and around to the others. Besides the time she had spent pouring over star maps she had explored any of the ship.

"Sorry Captain, after learning we were off course I concentrated on mapping coordinates, and pouring through star maps to try and find anything of use about our location but as of yet I haven't found anything. I started to map out the stars but my eyes grew tired. That is all I have to report." she explained herself and stepped back a bit to let another talk.

Amelia didn't have much information, so for now she would just listen carefully to the other members.

Dr. Jordan McKinley
Medical Staff

Physician

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Attention Hyperion Crew - (Command Crew/Division Officers) Aug 16, 2014 19:03:49 GMT -8

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Post by Dr. Jordan McKinley on Aug 16, 2014 19:03:49 GMT -8

Dr McKinley looked around the command center as people ran back and forth rapidly. It was hectic, but it was controlled. It reminded him of the ER and actually made him a little more at ease. He tried to stay back and out of the way as more of the senior officers made their way onto the bridge. He heard the names and introductions, but quickly let them roll off of his mind. He had already heard too many names today to try and remember more. He just wanted to do what he needed to do here so he could go back to work. But being away from his work had made him realize just how exhausted he was. He had been working nonstop since waking and even though his shift had ended hours ago, he had stayed. Perhaps it was time to rest after his business here was complete.

As he followed the captain to the display, he couldn’t decide whether his informality was comforting or frightening. He watched the screen light up in various areas as the captain spoke. He had not really thought about the rest of the ship yet. But seeing it all on the screen and watching everyone on the command center scrambling around he wondered just how the ship had fared. As he thought about this, the navigator gave her report. So we have no idea where we are. Great. He thought as she stepped back. There was a short silence before Jordan decided he would speak up.

”Hello Captain.” He paused slightly, weighing his words before he continued. ”The medbay seems to be working fine. If there is an issue, we haven’t found it yet. As for the crew though. He have had quite a few injuries both from work and from the moments immediately after waking from cryosleep. We have had a few major incidents with allergic reactions to the cryogenesis. Most were taken care of quickly, but we have one patient in the ICU. We don’t know if they are going to make it or not.” He paused to give everyone a second to process the information. ”Also, the waking process seems to be very individualized. Some people wake a few hours after the computer starts the process, while some have not woken yet. We have no idea how long it may take, or if they will even wake up. So, for now we just have to count on the personnel we have on hand right now.”

Last Edit: Aug 16, 2014 19:04:30 GMT -8 by Dr. Jordan McKinley

Jet Marciano
Security Division

Head of Security

Posts: 49

Attention Hyperion Crew - (Command Crew/Division Officers) Aug 18, 2014 7:22:11 GMT -8

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Post by Jet Marciano on Aug 18, 2014 7:22:11 GMT -8

The lights and sounds of the room were very stimulating, the blinks and beeps made the place seem like an electronic orchestra, so much was going on and so much was functioning at the same time. Within the complexities, Jet felt that the colony has maintained a sense of order thanks to the Captain. Jet glanced as the other people assembled into the Command Center, all coming in with a serious look on their faces. He was curious to know what the Captain had to say, were they in some sort of danger? As Amelia and Dr. McKinley talked about their areas and specification, he gathered that everyone was still in shock but had coped well enough to proceed with their assignments. Jet was amazed by the level of calmness that everyone seemed to have, being that the crash could have had more tragic circumstances.

"Being that the crash could have had a more deep impact, we are fortunate that our ship had only minor scratches. As I have walked throughout the ship, our colonists seem to have normal side-effects from the awakening...some that I have encountered had drowsiness and disorientation, but they have all been able to get on their feet and walk to the medbay. The ship has several areas of damaged infrastructure, as Jennifer can say, we encountered a fire in the hallways leading to several living quarters, thankfully we were able to activate the sprinkler system to drench the fire. Going forth, I feel like we will need security to traffic the damaged areas, so that we limit the potential of outsiders coming into our colony."

Cameron Foster
Maintanence Crew

Mechanical Engineer

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Attention Hyperion Crew - (Command Crew/Division Officers) Aug 18, 2014 19:36:46 GMT -8

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Post by Cameron Foster on Aug 18, 2014 19:36:46 GMT -8

Cameron watched Captain Macala make his way around the command center, attending to the multitude of matters being brought to his attention. Cameron found himself grateful he had only one job, a job he could focus solely on rather than have his mind pulled in a hundred directions. One last woman joined the others before the Captain turned his attention on them, waving their introductions quickly. Apparently he was ready to get down to business, so Cameron filled in behind the others as Macala lead them towards the center of the room where a holographic image of he Hyperion lay on display.

As they all gathered around, Macala asked them about their various experiences throughout the ship. As each of the officer’s spoke, Cameron crossed his arms and put his right hand to his chin, listening intently to the information. The Hyperion’s navigator spoke first letting them know she had no idea where they were. That fact alone was troubling. As far out as the Titan Project mapped the stars prior to their departure, they had crashed in uncharted territory. Lucky for them, the planet upon which they were stranded was practically another earth. It was the second time today Cameron had thought of how lucky they were. Second to speak was a physician who confirmed the rumors Cameron had heard on his trips up and down the ship’s main corridor. While some of the crew had awakened, others still remained asleep and no one knew why or for how long. Cameron hadn’t heard of the allergic reactions to the cryo-sleep, however. He was grateful to not be among those incapacitated. Lastly was a man Cameron assumed to be the Head of Security, who was already vying for increased security, as if the Hyperion needed any more problems.

Cameron assumed he should be next. Unfolding his arms, he began slowly, not sure where to begin with the extensive internal damage in the Hyperion’s core. “So I guess I’ll start with good news; We’ve managed to stabilize the electrical workings in the engine room, so most of the ship’s basic day-to-day functions should be fine. The central reactor is another matter, however. It’s practically been ripped from its foundation, but miraculously remains somewhat connected, which is why we still have power at all. We’ve stabilized it to the point we’re pretty sure it won’t fall over and sever itself completely. It’ll take a lot more man power to ensure its solidity entirely however. Not sure what the good doctor might say,” Cameron grinned at the physician, “but if there’s a way to wake up those who are still enjoying their nap, I think we should do so.

“Furthermore, analysis of the error reports coming into the engine room suggests that the Hyperion’s shields are currently down, meaning the atmosphere would tear us to shreds should we find a way to repair the engine and attempt to leave.” Of course, seeing how they had no idea where they are, leaving would be unwise to say the least. Cameron, however, kept this comment to himself. He ran a hand through his hair and continued quickly, “I’ve yet to check the individual engines on the ship’s exterior. Most of my time so far has been spent in the core.” Cameron took a breath as he finished, hoping his rambling made a little sense at least. He looked towards the Commander, who he assumed would speak next.

Jennifer Smith
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Military Commander

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Attention Hyperion Crew - (Command Crew/Division Officers) Aug 20, 2014 10:35:14 GMT -8 via mobile

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Post by Jennifer Smith on Aug 20, 2014 10:35:14 GMT -8

Jenny glanced around at the others, representing their department. The commander slipped over to where the captain directed them, watching the lights. Jennifer wasn't sure why she was there, her people were more like extra manpower at the moment. So, from the navigator and mechanics reports, it sounded like they were suck on the planet they were on. She had made a nod when she was mentioned in Jet's report.

When she felt eyes on her, she set her hands on the edge of the display, as she said, "I've nothing more to report, except to reinforce the Constables statement. Creating a perimeter would allow us to keep the rest safe. I volunteer my soldiers for that, it'd be best not to coop us up, or the security would have a bunch of apes to deal with." Jen smiled, glancing around at the rest assembled, after she...put herself and her people down.

Kalem Zell
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Tech Specialist

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Attention Hyperion Crew - (Command Crew/Division Officers) Aug 22, 2014 9:59:46 GMT -8

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Post by Kalem Zell on Aug 22, 2014 9:59:46 GMT -8

Yammer yammer... it was really annoying how the speakers blared and suddenly the crew member he was assisting in getting some of their tech to work was harping over him. "That was the commander's voice. Shouldn't you go?" The man pointed out and Kalem shook his head. He was still working on a few wires on the massive computer space but didn't even bother answering the man. Another five minutes later and the wires were in place. He was still getting a glare from the man but he rose from his scrunched spot from below and stretched his back, giving a wince. "I finish what I start." he glared back at the man and started up the piece of equipment before giving a nod. "Alrighty.. it's up and I will now be off." he turned, slipping his gear back into place as he strode out of the room and down the corridor towards the head of the ship.

As he arrived he could hear men and women talking about the status of what was going on, his eyes slid around to the members and he didn't recognize any of them. The cute blond though caught his attention as she spoke last. It was a harsh statement, comparing the soldiers to apes but Kalem kinda liked that she wasn't pulling punches. He ran a hand through his hair and glanced around at all the people assembled. "Oh uh... Kalem Zell. Head of tech and... reporting for duty?" he quirked a thick eyebrow and shrugged. He wasn't exactly sure what to say but he supposed that sounded a bit right.

Amoura Constantine
Communications Team

Linguist

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Attention Hyperion Crew - (Command Crew/Division Officers) Sept 18, 2014 13:38:03 GMT -8

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Post by Amoura Constantine on Sept 18, 2014 13:38:03 GMT -8

As the tannoy came to life as a disembodied voice echoing through the corridor, Amoura jumped, and promptly spilt the carefully stacked and rearranged files in her arms. ”Oh, for the love of… Why do you have to be so clumsy? Jeez, it’s not like there’s anything here that can actually hurt you….” She kept up a mild stream of insults aimed at herself as she tried to tidy the pile of papers that had managed to somehow spread across the whole corridor. Belatedly, she began to tune in to what the voice was saying, and jumped up with the now completely disorganised reports and articles gathered in her arms. ”Oh cripes, is that me?” She wondered, looking around as if there was someone to tell her. Frowning, she hurried down the corridor and back into the room that had been assigned as her office.

Dumping the information unceremoniously into her top desk drawer, Amoura immediately hurried back out as quickly as she could, cursing her own (rather too short) legs. As she passed rooms, she checked inside, but could see no-one else in her department. Assuming, then, that she was the only one of her group awake, she shook out the map that she kept in her pocket. ”Command, Command, Command…” She muttered under her breath as her eyes searched the paper. ”Oh, there!” She jabbed her finger at her destination, oriented herself, and hustled as quickly as she could whilst fussing with her hair and making sure she looked presentable.

She slipped into the room just as a man was introducing himself, breathless but pleased with herself that she had only got lost once along the way. Hoping that she hadn’t missed too much, she raised a hand. ”Amoura Constantine. Erm, I think I’m the only Linguist at the moment? I’m not really sure, I haven’t seen anyone so I came just in case you… Well, anyway, I’m here if you need anything.” Clamping her mouth shut on her ramblings, Amoura looked around at the other people assembled. Five men and two women, if people in (or barely out of) their teens were allowed to be called that. The guy that had spoken last caught her eye (and damned if they weren’t eyes she could look into all day), so she looked resolutely away from him and at the man that stood apart from everyone else. She assumed that he was the Captain.

”Erm, Captain?” She questioned, making sure she had his attention before she spoke. ”I’m not sure how much everyone knows, but judging by how soon we landed… Or crashed, or whatever… Well, it’s not even in a sector that Earth has tried to colonise before, so unless there are some immigrant species here, we can pretty much assume that, if there are other living creatures here, they’re not going to speak English.” She paused, trying to push the thoughts of Kai out of her mind. Steeling her backbone, she added to her theory with a suggestion. ”I think we should mount a search, just maybe a mile wide around the ship at first, to see if there are any signs of life. And I think I should go with them, just in case they see anyone or anything that might be able to tell us where exactly we landed.” Having given her input, she tried to blend into the wall, fidgeting with the ends of her hair, which constantly insisted on draping themselves over her shoulders.

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Post by Jasten Macala on Aug 11, 2014 21:59:44 GMT -8

Post by Amelia Rodriguez on Aug 12, 2014 17:00:51 GMT -8

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Post by Jet Marciano on Aug 13, 2014 6:41:36 GMT -8

Post by Cameron Foster on Aug 14, 2014 10:26:46 GMT -8

Post by Jennifer Smith on Aug 15, 2014 14:04:58 GMT -8

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Post by Amelia Rodriguez on Aug 15, 2014 19:41:31 GMT -8

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