Aegis: Into the Depths of Darkness

[Felicia Wolverinni]

Felicia rose, grabbed her bag and left the room. She turned left out the door and proceeded to the end of the hall, her goal the last door on the right. She lifted her paw once more and pressed it to the metal plate. It scanned her dna and then popped the door open. She dropped her bag on the outside of the room then passed through a set of decon strips and stepped inside.

She found the light in the room painfully bright and squinted to block it out. In the middle of the office was a circular station comprised of several desks and terminals. She stepped forward and into the ring of light at its center. As soon as it recognized a presence the light pulsed, it grew and extended around her, engulfing the wolverine momentarily in a violet mist. She blinked and the mist dissipated, replaced by a large open plain. Beneath her feet the ground was orange and red, above her the sky opened up, huge, black and violet. Nearby she could see an archway of Roman design and construction, close to its base a terminal. Her eyes shifted first left then right, almost expecting to see ISIS somewhere in the vicinity, but for the moment she was afforded the images of large files floating across the air like giant birds, flapping paper wings. 

"Hello Felicia, where have you been?" The voice was soft, sweet and very feminine.

She smiled at the image of ISIS, and the beautiful young lady with green hair smiled back. "I'll have to fill you in on the details later ISIS. We need to start some systems checks. Let's begin with the server indicators and the research terminals."

ISIS gave her a pouting frown and replied, "Awwww... all business as always Felicia." Her eyes flashed for a moment, as she stood up straighter. "Done"

"Thank you ISIS, now I want to create a VR profile."

The AI's response was almost automated. She nodded, then to her left and right appeared images of possible HUD's that she had selected as suitable choices. 
"Would you like a default HUD? Or do you wish to create your own?"

Felicia contemplated her options for a moment. The choice she would make had to be appropriate for her; she picked the Image icon and depressed it. "I think I'll make my own."

"As you wish." Her eyes flashed again as she spread her arms open.

A plethora of objects appeared before the wolverine, but she already had an idea of what she wanted. Her paws started gathering the necessary items and meshing them together furiously working to build the device virtually. When she completed her work it looked just the way she wanted it to. She nodded with an approving gaze. "This'll do nicely ISIS."

"Fine, you know for being turned off and forgotten for 10 years!" She stated but Felicia could tell just from the vocal inflictions that ISIS was not pleased.

"Hey now I had nothing to do with that sweetie, but I am happy to see that you are well cara mia." Her voice was genuine and somewhat softer than she normally spoke, in an effort to soothe the AI's obviously hurt feelings.

She pouted for a moment, considering Felicia's words, lifted her shoulders in a shrug then nodded. "You're right, glad to see you though. I thought I'd have to deal with some pathetic egghead type that would spend 20 minutes drooling over me before being able to actually get any WORK done."

The wolverine chuckled at the AI's bold, yet accurate assessment, she smiled at ISIS then spoke in her native tongue, it was easier, more natural, and it epitomized their friendly arrangement. "Bene, la mia cara non si può certo attribuire loro, che sono molto belli." (Well my dear you can hardly blame them, you are very beautiful.) The female smiled with an arched brow at Felicia then countered "Sono ancora sbavando sciocchi." (They're still drooling fools.) The wolverine had to concede the fact that ISIS was correct, she snickered but only replied "Si, uscita" (Yes, exit)

The images of the construct program dissipated almost as swiftly as they had materialized. She blinked, the ground below her feet was white once more, the four walls surrounding her, just as colorless. She took a step backwards, and exited the VR stand, an arm extended; within its grasp was a glass block. She opened the container and looked down. Inside there was a small, flat metal plate. She removed the object and affixed it like a barrette to her hair. ISIS eyes' "lit" up as something passed through them.

The world shifted abruptly, skewing at an awkward angle. Her stomach lurched for a moment then settled as the images fell into place. To her right appeared an antique looking leather tome, floating even with her chest. She looked down at it, and shifted her eyes; the cover flipped open and transformed, unfolding into a bookshelf, stuffed to capacity and endless. On the top corner ISIS looked down at her smiling. She returned the grin and commented. "Much better."

[Nicholas]

The wolf heaved a heavy sigh as he finished the last of the tests without further incident, pleased that the ship was ready to go at a moment's notice and that he could move it with ease. Once satisfired with how he had the seat adjusted to his comfort and ease of use, he pushed himself up and looked for the nearest map to find the meeting room. He wanted to find the shortest route as well as he didn't want to be late, especially with that fiasco with the engines earlier. Once he had his barings he made his way through the ship, doing his best to ignore any and all stares he recieved, assuming it was because there weren't that many people moving about the ship wearing purple. Once there he slid in the door quietly, giving a nod to the others. Looks like he might've been either late or just on time. Damn tests. He moved to the nearest open seat to settle in quietly to wait for instructions, as he was used to. It was different being an officer instead of just a pilot, but this should be better then the last trip.. hopefully.

[Lady Illusion]

Strawberry chuckled at the feline a little. Shaking her head some as she finished her meal she arose and walked into the kitchen, dealing with her plate and glass first then going to work on storing more stuff with Kyle and RJ. Until Kyle took off to head to the meeting at 9:45 leaving her in charge. The rat of course was no stranger to being left in charge and looked to RJ, "No... over there dammit!" After a little while she walked out into the dining area and picked up the dishes then placed them in the dishwasher before yelling at RJ once more that he was doing something wrong.

Kyle meandered for a while and then noted the female from when he walked through the mess hall. She rushed past him and into the room where the meeting was to be. He shrugged some and followed in right behind her hearing her address everyone in a rather polite manner. "Good morning to you as well ma'am, and to all the gentleman as well," he said and nodded to each one in turn. He took an empty chair and looked around a little, straightening his collar.  He looked to the head of the table, noting the captain taking in his stature, build every little detail. The feline did the same with the others as well stopping on the leopardess. Taking in her form for a few moments his amber eyes seeming to stare. He blushed and then shook his head looking at a wall and swallowing hard, feeling like an idiot for staring. Nervously brushing that bright orange hair of his back, trying to calm himself. For now there would be a wait until all got there and the meeting started.

[Jack Rabbit]

Bishop woke with a start when his tablet bipped him with a quick alarm. The power nap hadn't been long enough by half, but orders were orders. A quick splash of water from the sink and a check in the mirror to straighten his uniform, and he was out the door and headed for the bridge deck. The purposeful stride made him seem very serious; as a result he had to fend off a few salutes and attempts to kowtow in the passage, but he eventually reached the lift unmolested.

As soon as the door opened on the first deck, Bishop was off to the conference room at a brisk clip. He entered the room with a quick deferential nod to the captain, whom he had seen during his time aboard already, and took his seat in one of the chairs beside him without further comment.

[Fawkes Werefox]

"No no no no no!!!!!" The rather short looking otter started running down the hall as quick as he could and tripped over his feet as soon as the meeting rooms door open and fell flat on his face with a rather loud thump. "I'm....not....late...." *he panted out rather cutely as he quickly shot back up looked down, trying to avoid the gazes of the others and hurried to his seat and kinda sunk down a bit, his light brown face burning red with embarrassment, his tail curling around his feet underneath the table as he avoided the look from the Captain. His uniform was similar to that of the Captains though his was a light shade of gray with black trim along the edges, instead of Ivans black with white trim along the edges.

Way to go Marcus, now they think their second in command is nothing but a klutz, stupid stupid stupid! He cursed himself in his thoughts. The otter himself looked to be about 5'8" at most, typical color pattern for a light brown otter, nothing very special about him...except for those rather deep sapphire eyes he had. He sighed softly as he slowly shook his head and managed to look up and give a slight smile to everyone, even to the Captain. Great....they all hate me now, way to fucking go...first day and I already screw up by making my self look weak....fun

Ivan sat there in his chair as one officer after another slowly came in and took their seat, each with their own little greeting. He blinked a bit as the otter just fucking ate it but simply shook his head slowly as he watched his new second in command hurry over and take his seat. Now everyone was waiting on him to get things started, but how would he start off? Up until this point he had remained silent, making no attempt to speak to anyone but the German fennec that had greeted him upon entering. Slowly he began to collect his thoughts, the little bit of liquid courage he took earlier starting to slowly wear off so he lowered his paw up and pushed his glasses back up and pressed a small button under his part of the table which dimmed the lights and activated the central holographic projector in the middle of the table.

"Now that we are all finally here let's get started, I'm pretty sure all of you are well enough aware of who I am but in case you any of you weren't paying attention or simply just forgot I am your Captain, Ivan Vartikov." He took a slight pause, his accent thick but understandable. He looked down to his reached into his pocket and set his PDA down onto the table and tapped at the screen once. The image of the Ageis zoomed out showing the current star system now being projected, reaching into his pocket Ivan pulled out a small laser pointer and pointed it at a small stationary object toward the edge of the star system.  "Our point of destination is this Mass Relay, there it will take us to the Lunda System which is the farthest most edge of known Alliance territory."

Ivan looked down to his PDA and ran his finger across the screen as the current image being projected quickly switched to the Lunda System. "Our mission is simple, to go out of Alliance space and seek out unexplored planets and deem them worthy enough for future colonization. This mission is a purely expeditionary, though if we do in fact run into any hostile encounters planet side  we are to terminate immediately, plain and simple. This is not a mission of war, let me make that perfectly clear." Ivan paused again as he looked from one officer to the next, then over to his Second in Command and raised an eyebrow toward him.

Marcus looked listened a bit to the briefing and tried his best to catch every little detail he could but when Ivan looked over to him and raised that eyebrow he blinked a bit, confused for a split second and mentally smacked himself in the head, of course...how could he forget.

"O-oh ummm yes, I'll be sending out a mass e-mail to each of your private terminals in your quarters explaining in further detail on what is expected of each and every one of you. You have a lot of responsibility and our crewmen will be looking up to each and every one of us.....please for the sake of the crew when under heavy stress or during an emergency, please try and stay calm, act level headed and keep everyone in your department from freaking out. Also...

Ivan held his paw up quickly causing the otter to shush and duck his head quickly. "I expect only the best from you, I will not tolerate cowardice on this vessel, if the position is too much for you to handle then speak to either me or Marcus and we'll replace you, simple. This is the very first mission the Aegis will be taking part in, I do not want any further screw ups....you know who you are and that's all that will be said. Do not let it happen again."

With that said Ivan sat back in his chair and looked about his crew then back over to the holographic projection, then down to his PDA and pocketed it. Again he pressed the button underneath the desk which caused the projection to shut off and the lights to return back on.

"With that said, you will also be getting a roster of everyone in your department, anyone not on board yet will be left behind plain and simple, just forward their names to me and I'll deal with the rest. Now....any questions about the mission or what it is you are supposed to do?"

[Mikkaddo]

Mikkaddo held up his hand, leaning forward slightly. "I don't have any questions sir, it's all quite clear to me. But I thought it might be worth mentioning I am talented at doing more than maintaining and repairing the engines on this beast." He paused for a second to be sure that the Captain was listening. "I've been spending years studying Alliance technology and I'm rather talented at augmenting their tech. If your gear isn't performing up to your personal par, I'd be happy to make a few modifications . . ." he leaned back in his chair again. "That goes for everyone else too . . . though, I might have to charge if the parts aren't readily available."

He was more than talented enough to make any modifications the crew might need, but he also knew there were some modifications he could make that would end up being quite costly. He was also curious when their next plausible shore leave might be, but it didn't seem appropriate to ask at the moment, the Captain was all business.

[Bellatrix]

The idle sounds of washing dishes and cooks in the background really hadnt phased her. She continued writing in her book of music notes. Her lyrics could be very powerful one day. At least she thought so. She lifted her head to take a breath, watching one of the officers leave giving her a wave. She gave a genuine and wide smile and a nod. Her ears flicked as she heard the name 'RJ' being yelled some where amongst the kitchen area. She turned around and blinked, she chuckled some and shook her head. This was going to be one crazy ride. A soft smile passed her lips as she finished writing down the last chorus. She quietly closed the book and placed her guitar back in its case, tucking the book away in the same case. She let out a quiet sigh and picked up her case.

The hallways were empty of officers, filled with engineers. And her. She didnt look at all shy, she gave everyone she came in contact with a light nod of the head and such on her way back to her room. Her voice carrying through the halls as she omitted old songs she had written. She was full of food and ideas, though she didnt quite know what to do next. A soft chuckle on her lips as she danced a little on her way. After reaching her door she would look at it, and put her guitar in her room. She had yet to close her door, she merely left it open, she had nothing to hide. She didnt even know who was sleeping in the rooms next to her. She was mentally lost in knowing how long she was to be here, and considering the empty halls, she would sing. Provide some tunes for passerbys. Why not?

She lie there on bed, facing her ceiling, singing sweet soft, husky tunes with a rather bright and pleasant smile upon her lips.

[Fawkes Werefox]

(or he could be dealing with RL shit and people just need to be fucking patient, keep the OOC away from the actual RP thread)

Ivan looked from one person to the next, it seemed no one had any questions and was about to dismiss the officers when one of them spoke up. His head turned toward the wolf who raised his paw and spoke up, listening intently. There was always one person like him on every ship, offering upgrades and modifications to equipment for a price. Alliance didn't sanction it but it happened on every ship so the rule was never enforced unless there was a council official or other higher up on board.

"Very well, if your skills and knowledge are as up to par as you say then I'll leave it up to you. Needless to say try to keep it on the down low until we depart. If there isn't anything else I believe you all have a job to do..." He looks at each one of them and motions to the door where they had entered before. His eyes would shift over to Marcus and motion him to stay back with him.