USF Progenitor & Crew: Adventures in Cosmos 01

[ZC#35] Astral Boundaries Manifested

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Kaishu informed Ryoma, "Ryoma, there's interference coming from the asteroid. I also did another scan—and it says that there are people present—inside of the space station."
Ryoma asked, "Okay? How many, then, Kaishu?" He yawned, leaned forward, and scratched his calves.
"I don't know. It says there are twelve people in the space station. On physical scans, I don't see anybody in there, yet," Kaishu claimed, adjusting his ear piece. "But, I trust the initial scans. What do you suggest?"
Ryoma looked at Kaishu with a cautious excitement lit up in his eyes. He commanded softly, "Call up Cody and have him come in here with engineering, then call our head of security. We're going to take a vote, because I want to see what's in there, and I want to know why someone else is in there."
"Roger that, Ryoma," affirmed Kaishu. He communicated, "Cody, this is your lieutenant on the bridge. Come up here ASAP, as in—."
"Now—?" Ryoma wide eyed his brother, then turned around in his seat and laughed quietly.
"Now, Cody," Kaishu commanded.

Cody replied, Yeah! Yes sir! I'll be up there! Hang on, kay?

"Thanks, Cody," Kaishu said softly. He ended comms and rolled his chair back to Ryoma, sitting side by side with him. "Ryoma, that's not USF, right? Who is in there and what are they doing in there?"
"I don't knooow, Kaishu, that's what we're going to find out!" Ryoma glowered. He sighed and concentrated on his computer display, cross referencing the static data to the ongoing scans. "Here's what we're going to do—," he opened comms with his tech crew. "Okay! Hey—! Ben. You and the rest of tech—I need you guys to hack into MacKalla T-Rover Space Station, right up ahead of us. Ya see it? Do what you gotta do to get into that database. We're going to take down the whole database after this, because there appears to be some raiders... they might be doing something that goes against what we want." Ryoma was not happy about his progress being impeded.

Ben hit back, Yes, sir. Hey, do you know if they're raiders—Captain? With all due respect, of course! What do we got iiin... teeerrrms o~of—risk or security? Hacking into that database might sound an alarm there.

"They could be security units, but we're thinking raiders. The population of the space station was set to zero after the... whatever event happened, so... I'm not sure what's happening, but I can check in with Doug if I have to. You don't have to worry about that—shouldn't have to worry about that? We're doing scans now, just for you to get into the database informed, and please don't trigger anything. Ben. Please. Okay? Go in stealthily, okay? Ben-man?" Ryoma directed with some uncertainty.

Ben replied politely and professionally: Alright, you bet, sir... I'll see what we can muster, Captain Lubak! This has been Ben, over and out.

"Yup," Ryoma said. He jammed his finger into the end comms button, then scratched the top of his head. "Kaishu, can you—."
"Hold on, Ryoma, I'm getting in contact with the head of security," Kaishu informed.
"Roger that, thank you," Ryoma responded, pleased that Kaishu was taking initiative to do what Ryoma suggested himself. Ryoma then pulled up a crude map of the inside of the space station, provided by the USF database. He scrolled all around it wondering, where the f$ck is the... okay, why isn't this in 3-D, motherf$cker?! There's got to be a 3-D graphic, somewhere in this database. He continued to check, wanting to have as much information on the station as possible.