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Post by aramis on Nov 5, 2010 3:04:09 GMT -5
Grayson moves around the tank, using its far side as an aiming brace point; the creature seems not to have noticed him. Ismayeel braces just outside the door, where Grayson had been, and brockway slithers along the floor right behind Grayson.
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Post by Drohem on Nov 5, 2010 11:11:04 GMT -5
Jasper follows Alex and Brockway into the room and surveys the scene. The Andromedan Captain quickly assesses the dangerous and tenuous situation. He runs over and tries to grab the creature by its exposed tentacles and yank it directly out of the nosecone.
As he moves to grab the creature, he yells to Alex, "Don't fire! Grab it!"
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Post by aramis on Nov 5, 2010 16:55:24 GMT -5
The creature floppily falls limply to the floor in the aft corner of the room. It is still unmoving, aside from a gentle throbbing. There is a largish clump of material glued to the inside of the warhead cone.
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Post by apn on Nov 6, 2010 11:48:05 GMT -5
Ensign Grayson
Grayson takes a closer look at the stuff left on the warhead cone. "Anyone have a spatula?" he asks, looking at it but not getting too close...
He scratches his head. "Why here? Of all th' places, what is it in here that th' creature wants? Say Cap'n are our warheads radioactive in some way? Maybe that's what draws th' thing, or whatever our warheads pack inside is what it's after. Our other option is to toss th' warhead out th' airlock and move to a safe distance before zappin' it."
"Ah know when ah signed up ah was gonna go ta strange new worlds n seek out new life n civilisations, but th' only place ah wanna boldly go is th' latrine. This thing gives me th' creeps, and the sooner we're rid th' better..."
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Post by aramis on Nov 6, 2010 13:32:16 GMT -5
As Grayson moves the tank to get closer, he notices that the material looks to be epoxied in place, and a similar epoxy covers the disassembly ports. Further, the tracking and detonator assembly is missing, as is the plasma connector to the warhead.
The surface of the pouch ripples slightly, in a dozen different locations.
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Post by Drohem on Nov 7, 2010 14:41:34 GMT -5
As Jasper moves next to Mr. Grayson and peers into the tube, he says, "watch the creature Mr. Grayson. I don't think that it will not give us much more trouble if my suspicions are correct."
Jasper pulls his Auto-Analyzer from his utility belt and starts taking some readings on the rippling pouch.
"I think that the creature has laid an egg sac of some kind, and, now that it has completed that task, may die shortly," Jasper says out of the side of his mouth while he is using the Auto-Analyzer.
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Post by apn on Nov 8, 2010 12:33:47 GMT -5
Ensign Grayson
"Sir? Reckon we can fish some coolant from th' engine core or storage and freeze this thing to stick in cold store till we get back? Ah reckon th' science bods will be mighty happy if we can bring it back alive. Ah'd rather fry it, but you're the boss."
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Post by aramis on Nov 8, 2010 13:29:19 GMT -5
Brockway stares quizzically at the creature. He then sits at Grayson's feet, barely missing his toes.
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Post by apn on Nov 8, 2010 20:26:01 GMT -5
Ensign Grayson
"You wanna eat that boy?" he said, kneeling to ruffle the dog.. things... ears. "Cap'n, what say we let th' dog have a light snack, or see what it wants ta do. It seems ta be smarter than some people ah know."
He thought for a moment. "Most o ma relatives ah think."
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Post by aramis on Nov 8, 2010 22:28:59 GMT -5
Brockway, obviously picking up on the cues, looks at Grayson, makes eye contact, and loudly thinks at him, "ICK!" He then flops back down, and stares at the critter. The thought is accompanied with the memory of bitter fish slime and acidosis.
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Post by Drohem on Nov 9, 2010 12:27:05 GMT -5
Jasper smiles at Brockway's reaction and says, "no, Brockway, we wouldn't feed you something so foul tasting. As an Alien Life Specialist myself, I am very interesting in examining the creature myself. If it dies we'll take the body back to Starbase Adak for scientific examination."
Jasper points to the tissue mass as he is scanning it with his Auto-Analyzer and adds off-handedly, "and this tissue mass as well."
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Post by apn on Nov 9, 2010 17:33:00 GMT -5
Ensign Grayson
"We not gonna blast th' damn thing then sir?" said Grayson, disappointed. "Ah well. Best get down the galley n get some tongs or a fork or somethin'. Ah ain't touchin' that with ma fingers. Might eat ma brain, though ma mama would say that would only be a light snack..." he chuckled.
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Post by Drohem on Nov 11, 2010 14:12:49 GMT -5
Jasper nods as he reads the findings of the Auto-Analyzer and says, "it's as I suspected. I believe that this mass is the offspring of that creature."
Turning to Mr. Grayson, "sorry to disappoint your trigger finger, but we're not going to blast it now. That's a good idea about getting something to take this egg sac off of here. However, help me get this creature to the Brig first, and then we'll worry about the egg sac. Don't worry, it's just slimy."
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Post by Drohem on Nov 15, 2010 12:24:10 GMT -5
As Jasper moves over to the creature and grabs a tentacle, he says to the others, "come on, help me. I don't know how much longer this thing is going to be woozy. We got to get it into its container and then into the Brig right now."
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Post by apn on Nov 15, 2010 17:25:07 GMT -5
Ensign Grayson
Grayson pulls a face. "Ahhhh man. Ok, but if ah roll th' damn thing in breadcrumbs n start fryin' it ah'm not bein' held to account, y'hear?"
He cringes, shakes his head the adds "Ain't no amount o Bayou sauce gonna make this critter taste good though..."
He also grabs a tentacle and pulls, peeling the thing off hopefully and cooperating/going with the Captain.
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