Personal Journal Serene Falk:
Captain HMMS Broadside
- Mission parameter – Hunting Ghosts
- Classification Secret – Captains eyes only
Yesterday was a horror that I will never forget, nor will I forget the vow I made to those murdered in their beds. But today, right at his moment we have to focus on survival.
The status reports have begun to come in from every section of this living organism we loosely call a ship and it’s abundantly clear how close we came to total destruction at our enemies first pass. The final death toll has been established at one hundred and thirty souls with the majority of deaths occurring in the starboard accommodation plain. There were other fatalities across the ship due to impact trauma and some life altering injuries that even our Sim and Mechoide doctors will struggle to fix. Regarding the Broadside herself, she has lost 30% of her hydroponic farms which will directly impact our food supplies and more importantly our oxygen re-gen. Although the reduction in crew will mitigate these problems we will still be close to the wire with little or no safety margin and a little-known fact is that in deep space more crews have died of starvation than suffocation. Cheery thought. As seriously many of the starboard plane power and bio – compution arteries have been severed or destroyed which effectively means that even when the fusion cores are back up to power the Broadside will not be able to form a stable singularity. As without the computation required to plot quantum space we go nowhere.
One bonus is that the bridge has been nice and quite due to the fact that Bonnie and Clyde dropped themselves into hyper sleep when their blood supply was compromised. The Broadside Central Nexus, or what amounts to the AI of Ai’s says they are ok and just taking the opportunity to rest. Alright for some.
The chief estimated a repair widow of approximately six standard SOL days. Naturally I informed him that wasn’t acceptable and that he and the spanners had two days at the most. He did his usual eye rolling and sucking air through his teeth thing and finally conceded that he may just be able to get the job done quicker. Still, the lack of our singularity drive carries the highest risk by far, as I am in no doubt that the Alien Battleship will pulsing the deep to try and find us and come finish the job. With that in mind we have fighters running surveillance and sweep at their greatest safe distance from the Broadside that at least should give us some warning if we have visitors.
[Strictest eyes only]
The other thing that concerns me is that I do not believe the Alien Battleship and the Ghosts are one and the same. My senses have given me nothing in the last few days, even when they we were within one hundred nautical miles off our bow. That means that our enemies to date far outweigh any friends or ally’s we have out here in the deep black.