ELEVENTH WAVE

[astrogate]

CHARACTERS: any and all
LOCATION: Gravity Couches and beyond
WARNINGS: maybe some swearing, or even some violence, and more than likely some implied (and possibly explicit) nakedness.
SUMMARY: Another month, another jump, another round of new faces.
NOTES: Keeping up with the tradition and copy pasted like always from the last one


You wake up in darkness.


There's a breathing tube jammed down your trachea, and you're suspended in a tube of clear blue fluid. Upon registering your level of consciousness, the gravity couch drains the fluid surrounding you and retracts the breathing apparatus; the doors in front of you open, and you're deposited on the floor of a stark, sterile medical bay.

You are not alone.


There are others who have come before you, others who are awakening beside you. Some may be familiar to you, perhaps even friends. Others have much less amiable plans. Some are merely alien and inexplicable, but there are always those who might mean you harm.

After you catch your breath and your vision returns, you notice a number on the inside of your forearm. Maybe it's a familiar number. Maybe it means something. Maybe it's just a number. But the number—completely unique to you—is a tattoo, and it does not come off.

If you enter the room adjacent to the medbay, you will find a small locker with your number on it, surrounded by rows upon rows of identical lockers. Inside, you will find a few of your personal items, a communications device, and a ship's uniform in your exact size. The comms device is fully powered and connects directly to the ship's network; it's your only means of communication beyond physical conversation. Upon turning the device on, a neutral, automated voice will say, "Please take the blue lift to the passenger quarters." Any other attempts at communicating with the rest of the network are met only with static.

This is your welcome party.

Comments

[blindleads]

[There are benefits to being the flagship. He'll give an appreciative nod to the introduction.]

It's no shore leave on Risa. Maybe not even a conference with lectures.

There is a specific destination for the ship, but I don't know any of the coordinates or ETAs.

[ex_old_man857]

Few things can compare with Risa, and the welcome here was a bit less than welcoming.

[After all, Curzon had enjoyed his time on Risa... A bit too much, in the end, but there were worse ways to bring on the end.

As for the destination... And if he didn't, Jadzia wasn't sure she could do much better.]

And there's been no communications? [Her fingers tracing over that familiar badge, which had not been able to hail her ship.]

[blindleads]

[Less than welcoming -- now that was an understatement. An uncomfortable routine.]

A necessary precaution, with this ship's propulsion system. We're all back here for the jump, or...we aren't around anymore.

[A pause, and slight fidget. He's heard about at least one casualty from this.

There's plenty to write home about, but good luck getting anything through. We do have some comm devices on the ship, at least, so we're not completely in the dark what's going on with everyone else.

[ex_old_man857]

Is there some sort of warning then? When it happens?

[While she has no wish to remain on this ship, until she knows how to get off, she will want to know what things could be deemed as important.]

Are the comm systems jammed then? For off ship transmission.

[blindleads]

They're scheduled jumps. Just...don't get lost anywhere beforehand. It doesn't make the ride more comfortable, but the compound that fills the pods were tested, and it's supposed to be good for the body.

[He'll shake his head over communications. The fallibility of technology, man.]

I'm not certain there's many ships out there for us to contact. The ship's been by at least one colony, but from what I've been hearing everything seems very isolated and out of touch. We might have to operate on the assumption we're on our own for a while.

[ex_old_man857]

There are many things that are good for the body, although that doesn't mean I want to go around trying them all.

[Not generally, anyway, and even then, it was her choice, not someone else's.

No contact. Great. As Kira would have put it, time for some seat of your pants flying.]

Do you know which colony?

[blindleads]

Medicine tends to be a little bitter. Sorry none of this news is very positive.

[He blows out a slow breath; it bothers him that he's ending up with so many holes in his knowledge of the situation. Which colony? All he'd heard was one that tried kidnapping people.]

No names were given to me, but the colonists were hostile. And no, I'm afraid I don't know the motives.

[ex_old_man857]

[She offers a smile. She knows how frustrating not having an answer can be, and if it is annoying for her, someone who has just arrived...]

Were you not on the ship then when it made contact with the colony?