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Track 01: New Arrivals
Topic Started: Aug 6 2017, 01:24 AM (63 Views)
Aya Lyabe

“Alright Miss Aya, lets see what she can do.” Hotetsu seemed to boom over the barren chambers and corridors of the dreadnaught Akito. She and Hotetsu had been slaving over the propulsion system for weeks and the moment both had been waiting for for so long had finally arrived: the function test.

“Ready when you are, Sparky.”

The on-board lights grew red with Hotetsu's annoyance. “That was ONE time Aya and a VERY unique circumstance!!”

“I mean, plasma couplings are always high voltage... Touching them isn't ever a good idea...” Aya teased from the captain's chair. “Are we clear forward?”

The lights faded back to a pale green as Hotetsu's spherical apparition appeared on the large spherical hologram projector in front of the captain's chair. The whole design of this particular ship was as experimental as the Guild had ever cared to get in a long while. The command deck was situated in the middle of the enormous and knife-like hull. Two weapons stations emerged from the rear third of the vessel like raven wings of death, and though empty, still helped present the ship with an imposing and menacing aura. Akito measured a full 10km from bow to stern, and powering the heartstoppingly sleek black monolith were six 500-class dexterity engines and a warp drive that had, in the past, ripped open a temporal rift large enough to swallow a small space station. Luckily, that particular incident left no one dead, but it served as a reminder of the effect that unhampered warp devices could have. The drive in Akito was a tempered second version of the same unit, information that put Aya and Hotetsu more than a little on edge.

“Clear ahead. Are we ready to put this thing through its paces, Miss Aya?” Hotetsu's words carried an uneasy excitement that seemed to electrify the very air in the cockpit. Both knew that this could be their first and last test flight.

Aya's stomach churned as she nodded at the ten foot sea foam green hologram. “Engines at forty percent. I wanna ease into this one.”

The engines pulsed into life, the roar of the plasma reactions echoing through the barren ship and tickling at Aya's ears from behind. The craft was at speed in a couple of minutes, all on-board vitals stable and showing that she wasn't even breaking a sweat yet.

“Sixty percent.”

Akito gently surged forward in a manner far more elegant and gentle than any experimental craft had any business being. The well mannered craft soothed Aya into a sense of security.

Readouts are all good... This thing kicks the crap out of the Libre...

“Hotetsu, start the evasion test protocol the Guild sent over. It should be fine at this speed.”

“This ship is far too large for that kind of a test!” Hotetsu protested. “No dreadnaught has completed that test at over thirty percent thrust!”



“We're meant to push the envelope with this thing and besides, we were asked to test at this speed by Dr. Maxwell himself.” Aya retorted defiantly. “We designed her for exactly this kind of scenario and that's why he and I settled on an AI control system.”

“Maxwell is a loon.”

“He's the best propulsion specialist in the guild. You don't exactly get there the safe and sane way.”

“That's my point.” Hotetsu continued to object as the lights and his hologram simmered into an uneasy yellow hue.

“Just start the sim already. It's part of the test and he'll see it in the data log if we pussied out when we get back.”

“As you wish, Miss Aya.”


The ship started into an acrobatics routine that rivaled the most nimble of fighter craft. Akito danced and pirouetted though the proving ground as Aya and Hotetsu sat agape at the data readouts from the maneuvers. She did every kind of roll and dive imaginable, slicing and dicing through the cold void of space. The ship julienned through a chicane, perfectly spatchcocked though a simulated torpedo volley. She cut through every simulation like a master chef, and made it look natural to boot. As the test ended, Akito ramped down to thirty percent thrust placing Aya and Hotetsu in a position for the test that they dreaded the most. The warp drive test.


The pair were to use the warp drive to return to Mars to review the results with Dr. Maxwell and determine the success of the new dreadnaught. But the very idea of warming up the drive reminded Aya and Hotetsu of the previous test of the device that sent an entire space station and nearly a hundred vessels into the void between space, never to be seen again. The lights faded to yellow once more as Aya's stomach turned over once again. The ship was deathly quiet at this speed, the moment tense like watching a stone approach a pane of glass in slow motion; growing closer and closer, edging it's way closer to that moment of release when the glass spiders and shatters. But the moment of release wouldn't come until that infernal device was off and they had arrived in the Martian shipyards. Akito remained silent for a few minutes more, but those few minutes seemed like an eternity. Aya finally shattered the silence.


“Prep the warp drive...” Aya said sheepishly, her porcelain skin flushing with fear. Hotetsu silently prepped the device and set coordinates for the Phobos Shipyard warp arrival gate. Aya looked down at her thighs and twiddled her thumbs with anxiety, trying to block the gravity of the moment from her mind. The bridge remained flushed with yellow, bathing the room in a gilded richness of uncertainty.
Then, a red light emitted from the control screen.


“Aya.” Hotetsu had put on his bravest voice for her, realizing that she was equally as frightened as him for once. “Aya, the drive is ready. I need you to activate it.”


“Sure...” Aya's voice hushed to a somber whisper as she gingerly placed her index finger on the surface of the control screen on the arm of the captain's chair. The drive silently sprung into life, gently tugging the expanse of space toward the ship. Plasma arced in front of the windows and the vessel began to shake progressively more violently as the ride went on.


“Hotetsu, give me a readout on this drive!” Aya snapped her head up as a particularly violent plasma arc shook the Akito.


“Drive capacity at two-hundred percent and climbing! The cores are close to heat saturation! The drive is in a runaway state, we have to shut it down Miss Aya!”


“Cut power to the drive! I'm headed to the drive core, maybe I can manually drop the capacity somehow!” Aya shouted over the cracks of plasma and the roar of the core. Just then, a rift tore open as if the void was a beast trying to swallow the vessel whole. The ship shook violently on entry and Aya was sent flying into a bulkhead, getting knocked out on impact. Akito almost instantaneously emerged in the martian atmosphere and buried itself into the landscape. The ship ripped itself apart as the frame punched through the surface and into the abandoned slums below, scattering shards of exotic exo frame with rubbish and rubble surrounding the impact crater. The red hot hull turned the deep red soil a charred black, turning sand to glass and metal to a bread dough consistency. It was as though Ares himself had been Julius Caesar. The ground quaked and the substrate shook as the mangled dreadnought came to rest in the planet's flesh.


Aya came to lying in a heap on a bulkhead in one of the ships corridors, Hotetsu having brought her gear to her. She groaned in pain and picked her glasses up from her side and placed them on her face, seeing Hotetsu's spherical shape before her. Her body was bruised up and she had a mild cut on her right thigh, but miraculously she remained otherwise unscathed. Aya gathered her things and prepared to forage out for help as the red emergency lights strobed overhead. Rubbing her temple, she silently gestured for Hotetsu to slightly open the bulkhead that she sat upon. He obliged, and as the pair jumped down into the slums she would come to know as the Mesianoko.


Hotetsu shone his light into the inky blackness before them, revealing the dirty, decrepit domiciles stacked all over one another in a hodge podge of wood, concrete and various cheap metal panels. Feral cats scattered like the roaches on the walls as the AI's light panned over the surroundings. Rotted food and dirty appliances in the hovels were the only thing that signaled human occupation had ever happened in that place.


“Miss Aya...” Hotetsu apprehensively addressed her.


“Sparky, something tells me we're a bit off course...”

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Aya Lyabe

“Alright Hotetsu, let's get a damage report.” Aya's voice echoed through the chamber, reverberating and ricocheting from all across the slum that the Akito had so graciously delivered them to. The desecrated hull creaked and moaned as it settled into the red soil beneath as small fires around the impact gently crackled away. Aft sections of the ship that were still semi functional gave off an eerie distilled purple glow that made the crater feel like a fever dream. But there Aya stood, hands on hips with Hotetsu over her right shoulder, staring at the craft's braindead corpse.


“You're kidding Miss Aya?” Hotetsu wondered if the plucky engineer had taken a bit too hard of a blow to the head. “Surely you can't be suggesting that she's even remotely capable of being airborne again?”


“Of course not! I just need to know what's salvageable.” Aya calmly retorted. “The flight logs would be a good look too, this old ruin isn't Martian at all.”


Hotetsu pulsed purple and a wave of the same royal hue washed over the ship as the scan rushed through the systems, tip to tail. Aya attempted to pull some data from the surroundings only to grow frustrated as error messages flashed across the lenses of her glasses. The ground tremored mildly as the pair stood attempting to gather their bearings in the alien environment. Aya sat down on a concrete block, miming her way through her glasses to find a connection as her A.I counterpart turned his scanner's attention to the floor beneath them. An extremely faint thud could be felt as he sent a subsonic pulse at the floor.


“Well, the power systems are still functional, but most of the vital systems have taken a hit due to the emergency power being engaged. Bu-” He was almost immediately cut off by an annoyed Aya.


“Emergency power is good for ten hours, we should be fine staying here until we can get a signal out.”, she interjected while laying on the concrete block, nonchalantly doodling in the air above her with her finger making silly faces and crude stick figures flash across her lenses. “Besides, I can get the generators running fine in half that time.”


“You didn't let me finish. The generators are completely destroyed, as is the communications array. But the worst is in the floor. The nose of the ship compromised the floor we're standing on. It's a sinkhole, Miss Aya, that's why the impact tremors are happening.” Aya picked her head up to look at the floating orb in front of her. Before she could speak, Hotetsu did some interrupting of his own. “Also, there's only about 30 minutes or so of emergency power left, you were passed out there for a touch over nine hours.”


She dropped her head back down on the concrete and stared up into the dusky rays poking through the ceiling. The sunlight seemed to isolate the skyward pointing engines as if they were the only part of the ship that ever existed. The ground began to lightly tremor again, this time causing some distant junk and rubble to fall to the martian soil below. The whole slum was eerily silent now as Aya pondered the next move. Obviously the place is abandoned anyways, so I guess it's fine to leave and get some help. It's not like anybody can strip this thing for useful bits anyways, the young engineer thought to herself.


“Miss, we need to leave before the floor collapses, there's no telling when the sinkhole could give way.”


“I guess. I was just hoping there would be some way to get something out of this damn ship.” Aya hopped to her feet, slung her bag over her shoulder and the pair set off into the abandoned slum. “Any life readings on your scanners?”, she plied. “I can't get into any kind of network around here, not even an old police or healthcare terminal.” Aya continued to flick her fingers from side to side as she searched for some kind of indicator of their location.


“I do have a faint reading, mammalian, about 500 meters ahead. But it's probably just a stray cat. However, I'm sending our coordinates to your display now. They might pique your interest.”


Aya came to a stop as she squinted confused at the data on her glasses. “These are for the shopping district in the capitol! Where in the actual fuck are we?”


“My sentiments exactly. My known maps of the area indicate no underground structures save for sewage, but even those would be twelve hundred meters over our heads right now.”


The pair continued ahead, looking for some form of food and water among the grimy ruins. Broken streetlamps and fixtures occasionally sparked with the ghosts of a bustling neighborhood. Tainted water dripped almost serenely from drainpipes and soft droplet sounds echoed from long closed storefronts and unloved street level apartments. The only constant lights for blocks were Aya's flashlight and Hotetsu's spot lamp as the A.I's accent lights rinsed the ruins in a soft lavender. They walked even further, yet still nothing looked as though anyone had been here in a lifetime or two. Hotetsu finally broke the ambiance.


“Miss Aya, that cat is back.”


“The one from back there?”, Aya responded as she shone her light into a warehouse door, “Well, the owner must be around here somewhere. They might know a way out of this godforsaken place.”


Before her companion could respond, a small voice addressed them from behind.


“Ara, ara, and just who might you two be?” The voice probed coyly.


A startled Aya snapped around with her light and Hotetsu followed suit.


“Who are you and why in the actual fuck are you following us!?" Aya's hand instinctively rushed for her holster, ready to unload on a would be attacker. When her light settled, it was upon a pretty young Japanese woman, slightly taller than herself with flowing pink hair and a purple headband with eyes of a matching electric hue. She wore a modernist perversion of a kimono with a color and bow strikingly similar to the one that Aya's mother had worn for her wedding. The layering highlighted her chest very well as her fair skin glittered with the reflection of the lights now being pointed at her. The woman's shiny purple skirt also glittered, tied by a cherry pink sash in a kimono bow as it gripped her legs before breaking just above the knee. Her feet were adorned with simple thatched sandals, and her entire appearance was strikingly clean for the environment she was in.


The girl tilted her head and smiled warmly. Aya and Hotetsu puzzled as this enigma of a woman stood before them. Hotetsu finally addressed Aya aloud.


“That's the cat... behind us...”


“Well, you're half right I guess.”, she replied effervescently. “The name's Coco. And who might you two be?”


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The most recent post that Aya has made is considered to be invalid due to a violation of the rules. While this rule is not specifically stated in our website rules, it is common knowledge among any role-playing website that you do not take control of another person's character. Aya has done this and was given fair warning and a fair amount of time to make the changes but those changes have not been made. There for as a violation against the rules the most recent post made by Aya in this thread is considered invalid. The previous post from before by the other Role-Player in the thread has also been deleted as that character has decided to join a different thread instead. It was agreed upon by the entire collective staff that this was the proper course of action to take. Aya herself will not be punished in any other way other than having her most recent post in this thread being non valid. That is all.



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