Origins of an Icer

Chapter 10

Astrology Observation Dome

"What the... This isn't navigation! Stupid fucking elevator..." Akifa growled, smacking the elevator doors as Wren frowned, going out along the boardwalk as he glanced around.

(Very strange... Why did it take us to the observation deck when we wanted to go to the engine room...? Are you sure the elevator computer is working?) Wren asked, looking up at the clear window into the star filled void as his tail flicked slowly.

"What do you think? Is there anything here? Maybe it's moved by star-charged batteries, ah solar or lunar panels?" Akifa listed, glancing to Wren who shook his head.

(Only my primordial kind and others as powerful were the only ones to create full bio-organic ships and war-craft that traveled with ourselves as pilots. Ships linked to our every brain wave and nervous system, charged with engines mixed with the purest essence of elements we could control. For the Iscerians, we had full battle carriers powered by a crew of maybe ten Icers with one as a sole pilot. Each movement, every thought moved the ship easily but unfortunately if we got hit or injured, the ship and the pilot both shared damage. None of the species could figure it out, so we hid away the equipment and technology so no one could find it. Do you think maybe the captain found one of our engines?) Wren asked, almost looking paler than usual as Akifa furrowed his brow.

"Interesting theory. Umm... maybe? But no one I know has seen the captain personally. We could try asking for an appointment, but otherwise, we can't get ahold of her." Akifa growled, checking the elevator's computer through his GLASS as he pulled up a virtual map.

"OK, so we're here... this is all the restaurants, the hangar bay, her office is all the hell way up there, this is our dorms. Mmm... weird... I don't see any particular engine room, or any kind of maintenance room..." he grumbled, looking through the map as Wren watched over his shoulder.

(What about there?) His claw tapped at the screen holding a massive blank half of the ship underneath the hangar bay that was untitled or even revealing what lived in there.

"Might be storage... Maybe some place for all the equipment and food particles for the food?" Akifa mentioned, humming as he went to the elevator, counting the switches.

"There's no button for any level past hangar. How about trying there and looking for like a vent access point?" he asked, glancing to Wren who crossed his arms.

(It's nearly dinner, let's head down and call it a day, but... maybe tomorrow if you don't get pulled for a mission, let's head down to see it after I practice. That way, there is an alibi!) Wren headed to the elevator as Akifa pressed the button when his GLASS pinged.

"Oh... however, you're getting called to Doc's office!" Akifa showed the pager as Wren frowned.

(Dammit...) he grumbled, his tail thumping grumpily as they headed to the medical wing, Wren heading over to the office as he knocked on the door.

"Come in, I promise, it's nothing too terrible." The doctor stood beside the examination table as she held a tray of syringes.

"What...are these for?" he asked slowly, tilting his head as he sat on the table gingerly, watching the syringes.

"You are not vaccinated, and you've had 24 hours to help you acclimate to our place. So, I have to pump you full of up to date vaccines and get you started on a shot record. Today is 7 basic vaccines we normally administer to infants, so I'm afraid, I will need either your buttock or the bottom of your foot." She held the first syringe, already filled as Wren whined, stripping off the jumpsuit to expose himself.